If an ordinary person forcibly disperses the appearance of the visualization, it is equivalent to dispersing the soul.

Except for the Taoist masters who have cultivated to the realm of ghosts and immortals, the reincarnation of the military can only be like this.

Others are left to die.

Hong Pi's divine soul was already extremely powerful, and he had cultivated to the realm of possession that was almost a ghost immortal overnight.

He also comprehended the method of immortality of the divine soul from the "Past Mida Sutra".

The past is eternal and cannot be changed.

The greatest mystery of the Mida Sutra lies in stabilizing the soul, like the past Mida, which is as true as the same, immortal and immortal.

If you visualize the Buddha, you will be able to recover even if you are beaten to the ground.

In the "plot", Hong Yi's kid relied on this hand and opened a lot of people.

However, Hong Pi only needs to take the essence and mystery of it, but he does not need to visualize.

His true nature has been restored, as long as his true nature is not ambiguous, even if the divine soul is reincarnated by Bingjie, it is impossible to erase it again.

Erasing the traces of Taoism has many benefits, and the identity of the ascetic head created by Hong Pi before will have no flaws.

As for the Journey to the West, it has been passed on, but it doesn't hurt.

Hong Pi didn't mean to hide his clumsiness, but the rules are the rules, and if he wants to be a teacher of eternity, he can't break the rules.

In everything you do, you must follow the rules.

The ancient saints used etiquette to educate humanity, and this ritual word is the rule.

In the world, many people are harming others.

But I don't know, if there is no such word "rite", people are no different from animals, how can they be people?

But this ritual must also be in harmony with the world, not stubborn, nor unchangeable.

Otherwise, it will rot and stink.

If you want to change the word "etiquette", you can't change it blindly, you still have to act according to "etiquette" and act according to "reason".

That's the rule.

Strength, strong fist, although it can make people submit, but it cannot convince people.

There are no rules, it is difficult to educate, how to be the teacher of all eternity?

In Daqian, those who are officials are not allowed to practice Taoism, this is the rule.

It's just that without Taoism, it's inconvenient.

This realm of Taoism has its own unique mysteries.

If it is discarded, it will be a pity, and there will be inconveniences.

Hong Bi's mind turned, and suddenly his aura moved, and he let out a hearty laugh.

"There are hundreds of schools of thought, the three religions are flowing, empty and natural, and consistent."

Before the laughter fell, a scripture that had long been dusty flowed through my heart.

It corroborates with the various Taoist techniques that have been observed and understood since entering this world.

There is a faint glow at the top door.

It was the interweaving of thoughts in his heart, the understanding of the law, and the blooming of wisdom.

Shangshan, who was tinkering in the kitchen, heard the noise, threw down the things in his hand, and ran out.

I saw that there was a halo of misty light blooming on Mr. Xiao's head, and a little bit of brilliance in it was like a starlight, which was very mysterious and magical.

"Red flowers, white lotus roots, green lotus leaves, the three religions turned out to be one family."

"Hahaha!"

I saw the light on the door of Hong Piding, and I heard a laugh.

And there was a man of light, stepping out of that light

"Xiao Xian, sir?!"

Shangshan was dumbfounded.

This light man who drilled out of the light was short in stature, and it was faintly visible that he was the appearance of a little gentleman.

But......

He looked at the little gentleman who was still sitting upright on the stone bench with his eyes closed, and then at the ...... with the wide robe and big sleeves Little Mister?

He's a bit of a mess......

Then I saw an even more surprising scene.

"The source is quiet and clear, the solid is abundant, the internal cultivation is external, and the shape is straight."

Hong Pi chanted aloud, and the light man began to change.

The figure is growing, and the figure of Chiguo, which is condensed by moonlight, is also clothed in clothes.

The hair grows like grass.

Suddenly, a half-hundred-year-old man wearing a virtuous crown and a wide robe with large sleeves appeared.

His expression was solemn and upright.

There are bits of wisdom blooming like starlight above the head, wisps of essence like smoke condensed by literary thoughts, and charm flowing out of moral will.

Wisdom, literary spirit, moral will, all together, is Haoran righteousness!

The majestic righteousness above his head rose like wolf smoke rising into the sky.

On the bullfight, the candle shines on the sky!

Such a huge righteousness has already alarmed many people in Yujing City.

"Wenqi spirit!"

"Smoke like a wolf!"

"There is the birth of a great sage of the Great Wenzong!"

"Who is it?!"

But in the next moment, people from all sides in Yujing City were shocked.

Especially in a place in the city, the officials who took care of it were so frightened by the sight in front of them that they were almost unable to possess their bodies.

This place is the Great Qiangong Temple.

This tribute courtyard was originally the place where the imperial examination ceremony was held.

Students who answer the exam are in this school.

In the courtyard, there are tablets and golden bodies of the sons and sages of the past dynasties.

At this time, the tablets and golden bodies of all the sons and sages in the courtyard all trembled violently, blooming with dazzling brilliance and rising to the sky.

"Huh?! A hundred saints in unison! ”

"This is the birth of an article that can inherit the holy way of the sons?!"

The high-crowned man with big sleeves who walked out of Hong Bi's head looked up.

"Although a gentleman is dead, his good name will not be destroyed. Life has an end, and death should not be lost. Haoran righteousness, eternal and indestructible. ”

The high-crowned and big-sleeved man who walked out of Hong Bi's head made a vigorous voice in a low voice: "The sons of the Middle Ages, Wei Wencheng, are polite." ”

These are the sons and saints of this world.

The body is gone, but the soul is gone.

But their spirit has been passed down through the ages with their teachings, and humanity will never be extinguished.

"Buzz~!"

In the tribute courtyard, the golden bodies of the first holy tablets of the sons rang together.

In that brilliance, there are simple words circulating, which are the teachings of the sages and sages, which are blooming.

"Nope! Wrong! It's not a holy word article, it's a holy way! ”

"One hundred saints roar, one hundred saints glow!"

"This is a reflection of the newly born Word! It is the sons and sages who are arguing with the new saints for eternity! ”

"This is the light of wisdom, the light of truth, the light of the holy way!"

Wei Wencheng, or Hong Pi, looked at the sky and bowed to it.

When he got up again, the trembling gradually subsided, and the brilliance in the sky faded.

The gentleman accumulates virtue, and the gods are complacent, and the sacred heart is prepared.

This is the sanctification of one thought.

This Wei Wencheng is the embodiment of one of his thoughts that is pure to the extreme.

It was he who fused Wei Zheng's Confucianism and Taoism ** "Dream Sutra" with Taoism.

The Yin God of the Dao Technique of Rebirth is different from the Yin God of the Dao Technique.

The three treasures of human essence, qi and spirit.

There are five essences in essence, and there are five qi in qi.

God has wisdom, will, and emotion, and the three are inseparable.

Therefore, there are calm and rational people, there are persevering and unyielding people, there are impulsive and manic people, some people are extremely intelligent, some people are extremely strong-willed, and some people are swayed by **.

The Taoist Yin God is the god of will, and his magic is his method, and he does it according to his heart.

One thought is holy, but it is to unify God with wisdom, wisdom to round the light, and the truth to go first.

Wei Zhengneng used "Dream Heart Sutra" to kill the Dragon Monarch of the Four Seas in his dream, all relying on his pure thoughts and firm beliefs, and the root of all this is the word truth.

The manifestation of the Taoist soul is different from the yin spirit and the ghost thing, which is the yin soul and the yin god.

If you lose the protection of your physical body, you are a ghost.

Even if you become a ghost immortal, you can't live forever in the world, you can only take away and be reincarnated.

Unless the thought is pure yang and the yang god is achieved, it can last forever.

Wisdom is round and light, a thought is holy, and the gods are clear, and they can be called gods.

But it is the integration of wisdom and thought, neither yin nor yang, the greatest to the strongest, and the mighty and eternal.

Not afraid of wind and fire, not afraid of the sun and moon drying.

Day and night travel, you can be with the light and dust, and you can also appear in front of people.

"Gong Wen Zhen, inherit your legacy, and then lend your name for another use."

"He will re-enact the path of learning from the scriptures one day, and may be able to reunite a little thought for you."

The god that Hong Bi thought of is the image of Wei Zheng and Wei Wencheng.

Although Wei Wencheng has a heroic spirit, he is above the Tao of Wendao, and it is far from being comparable to the ancient princes in this world.

Just to attract the hundred saints to resonate, the hundred saints to shine together, and the immortal wisdom of the sons and ancestors in the world, from the perspective of eternity, is not because of the truth of the article.

It is the birth of this righteous and holy way of literature and sanctification with one thought.

With this heroic spirit in the world, the literati in the world have the way of self-cultivation of Mingde, and the merit is in the future, and Ze is eternal.

And as soon as this thought of the path of sanctification is completed, it will make Hong Pi's Journey to the West another complete point.

Re-enacting the road to the west also adds a point of certainty.

The body of the gods, all around the body, the hole is like watching the fire, and the details are exhaustive.

In this short period of time, Yujing City has been alarmed by the vision of the right talent.

Even in the small courtyard, Hong Pi could also hear the hustle and bustle of the city.

With a slight shake of the god above his head, he seemed to melt into the sprinkled moonlight, and he could no longer see his form.

"Kindness, don't meddle outside, take care of my body, sir, I'll come when I go."

With a word, the invisible god rose into the air.

The gods melt into the moonlight of the night, formless and substantial.

It is different from the Taoist Yin God, and there is no yin atmosphere.

It is to cultivate martial arts and Taoism to an extremely high level, and can sense the Yin God, and even the masters who can perceive the Yin God cannot detect the gods.

Through the eyes of the gods, Hong Pi saw all kinds of things in the Jade Capital City.

All sides have sent their servants to search for the source of the vision.

There were even countless ministers of the court, Wenzong Daru, who ran out excitedly, wanting to find the new saint who could discuss the Tao with the sons and saints in the next world.

In the palace, Emperor Qiandu summoned hundreds of officials and ministers to inquire about the vision in the city tonight.

There are new saints born, hundreds of saints sing together, hundreds of saints are in the same light, and the sons of the ancestors are separated from each other, which is a great thing that affects the great Qianwen movement.

Although Daqian attaches equal importance to civil and military affairs, he is a country established by force.

However, as the world gradually flattened, there is now a trend of leaning towards literature and Taoism, emphasizing literature over military force.

Hong Pi ignored the waves caused by Yujing City because of him, identified the direction, and the gods flew towards the Wuwen Marquis Mansion.

went straight to the small courtyard where he lived for seven years when he fell into the womb.

"The way of the university is ...... in Mingmingde"

When I reached the sky above the small courtyard, I saw a candlelight faintly in the courtyard, shining through the house.

I heard the sound of childish reading, coming from the house.

Good boy, really hard work, still studying.

Hong Yi, this kid, has already gone to the valley?

It's really fast.

As soon as Hong Pi heard it, he knew that it was Hong Yi.

Although there are many similarities between the classics of literature and Taoism in this world and what he knew before, they are not the same.

There are so many scriptures that he knows that do not exist in this life.

In this life, although the martial arts and Taoism have been sublimated to an extreme, there are also figures such as the sons of the Middle Ages who have been glorious through the ages.

When it comes to the truth of the article, it is still not as good as what he knows.

This "University" was written down by him, left in the valley, and specially prepared for Hong Yi.

Although he confessed to the old fox and led Hong Yi to the valley in advance, he did not leave him any peerless cheats, but left many classics of literature and Taoism.

Hong Pi also deliberately explained that unless Hong Yi himself found the scriptures on the mountain wall, he should not let him come into contact with all martial arts and Taoism.

"That was the Hundred Sage Tablet in the Tribute Courtyard just now?"

Hong Bi listened for a long time before he stopped reading in the house.

Hong Yi's voice of surprise and curiosity came out.

"I heard from those subordinates just now that His Majesty the Emperor in the palace gathered his ministers late at night for this matter,"

"My father preached science and wanted to be a leader in the literary world, a sect of Confucianism and Taoism, and now that a new saint was born, I don't know what to do?"

Hong Bi shook his head when he heard him talking to himself.

Hong Yi still doesn't know his mother's true identity, and he doesn't even know his real name.

I don't know the entanglement with Hong Xuanji.

Although he was smart enough to think that his mother's death was related to Mrs. Zhao, he would never have imagined that there was still Hong Xuanji's ruthlessness in it.

If it weren't for Hong Xuanji's acquiescence, no matter how poisonous Mrs. Zhao's poisonous woman was, she wouldn't dare to disobey him and do such a poisonous thing.

Hong Pi's true nature was restored, and all kinds of ignorant memories in those seven years were remembered.

only to find out how much his biological mother in this life suffered in the Hongfu.

Even before he died, he suffered a lot.

At that time, Hong Yi was ignorant, let alone his true nature?

Now that I think about it, she was poisoned at that time.

He remembered that in the month or two before Meng Bingyun's death, he would be tortured by an inexplicable pain every day.

Even if the pain is twisted all over, in front of him and Hong Yi, he will keep smiling.

When no one is around, he often vomits blood and rolls on the ground in pain.

She is a dignified saint of the Tao, and her martial arts and Taoism are all the best in the world.

If it weren't for the strange poison that even the supreme masters of martial arts and Taoism couldn't resist by Mrs. Zhao, how could this be?

The entire Wuwen Marquis Mansion is under Hong Xuanji's control, even if he is outside the army, he knows it well.

If Hong Xuanji knows nothing, it is absolutely impossible.

Thinking of this, the hatred belonging to "Hong Pi" surged up, and it was out of control for a while, and the breath of the gods who were so big and rigid suddenly leaked out.

"Huh?"

A few courtyards away from here, a man with a somewhat rickety figure and a decrepit appearance raised his head suddenly.

"Where is sacred? It is rude to enter without telling him. ”

Before the words fell, the figure was blurred.

There could only be a gust of wind like thunder, and in the next moment, a pair of eyes shot towards the god of Hong Pi's thoughts like two sharp arrows that burned hot.

"Humph!"

Hong Bi knew that he was burdened by the world, his emotions were out of control, and he had been exposed, and he was not annoyed.

For this gaze, let out a cold snort.

"The spiritual fist intent is fused into a furnace and condensed into substance, I can't imagine that Hong Xuanji's side is just an old housekeeper, and he actually has the realm of martial saints."

The person who seemed to be old and decrepit, felt Hong Pi's vast and upright, incomparably pure thoughts and gods, and the yang was a bit like the legendary meaning of pure yang.

It was only after the ghost immortal had undergone at least one thunder tribulation that it was possible to give birth to a trace of pure yang from the yin soul.

And Hong Pi deliberately showed a trace of his figure, the gods were full of mighty aura, and the wisdom was like a star.

Just like the legendary Nian Sheng, the Nian is like an electric arc.

It is a vision that can only be found in the second and third thunderstorms.

Such a master came to the mansion quietly, which made his heart sink slightly.

Without further ado, the rickety and decrepit figure suddenly bulged, and the bones crackled and exploded.

He instantly became burly and strong, as if he was dozens of years younger.

A reckless and violent aura poured out to the fullest, and the two fists and an island, like two wild dragons breaking through the sea, slammed straight towards the god of Hong Pi.

"Carving insect skills!"