Under the sunset, the Taoist came in an ox cart.

Anqi stood in front of the mountains and forests, his eyes shining.

Two lives, across the three worlds, he has learned a lot of things, dabbled in a wide range, can be traced to the bottom of the matter, by the Taoist influence is the deepest, it can be said that half of the Taoist.

Seeing the ancestor of Taoism, his state of mind couldn't help but fluctuate.

If he was an ordinary Taoist priest, he was afraid that he would already bow his head at this time, just like his group of disciples and grandchildren in the Jiufu Realm saw him.

But he bowed anyway and got up for a long time.

Gollum~

The ox cart pressed through the deep weeds and passed by Anqisheng, as if neither the scribe who was holding the ox nor the old man sitting cross-legged noticed his shadow.

But the cow subconsciously deviated when he walked by, and flashed An Qisheng.

This, naturally, can't be hidden from An Qisheng.

His eyes moved slightly, but he didn't make a sound, just watched quietly, here, he didn't exist, but he also existed.

It's just that ordinary people can't see him.

But these two people are obviously not ordinary people, and they will not even be ordinary people.

"Stupid cow, stupid cow."

The green cow flashed, and the elegant middle-aged man of the morning glory shook his head and slapped the cow's head twice.

Moo~

The green ox let out a long scream, thick and melodious, but with a hint of incomprehension.

"That's it."

The old man spoke softly, his voice neither high nor low, but it overpowered the cry of the green bull.

"Yes."

The elegant middle-aged man saluted respectfully, and the green cow also trembled slightly.

The old man sat cross-legged on the ox cart, his eyes fell on An Qisheng's body, and he bowed slightly.

"Why do the elders turn a blind eye?"

An Qisheng's eyes were contemplative, and he only felt that the old man in front of him was mortal, and there was no miracle in the slightest.

But to be able to leave such a word and see him, naturally it can't be an ordinary person.

The old man shook his head slightly: "Heaven and earth are in sight, why turn a blind eye?" ”

"Do you know what I want from you, old man?"

Looking at the old man, An Qisheng suddenly realized that in the Tao Te Ching, "the world is called my way, and it seems to be unscrupulous." The husband is only big, so it seems to be unscrupulous. Ruo Xiao, a long time to be fine! 'True.

Everyone in the world says that my Tao is incomparably big, but it is just an elephant and invisible, and any tangible big is small after all.

The elephant is invisible, the Tao is invisible, and the Tao is invisible.

"If you come, you will be safe."

The old man only said a word, then slowly closed his eyes and began to preach.

Its voice is neither high nor low, and there is no skylight, simple and unpretentious words, but it contains an indescribable miracle, which makes the elegant middle-aged man sit down, and also makes the green cow's forelimbs prostrate.

An Qisheng also sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and quietly listened to the old man's preaching.

Familiar words, in the future of different people, will not have the same effect, but the old man's flat and straightforward narration is more breathtaking than any intonation and frustration.

There are 5,000 words, and each word seems to have many interpretations, and when they are in harmony with each other, there are different meanings one after another.

Different people hear it, and it has different meanings.

The elegant middle-aged man listened to it as if he was fascinated, Qingniu listened to it drowsy, but An Qisheng frowned when he listened.

sprinkled five thousand words, the elegant middle-aged man heard Wuwei, Qingniu heard the nagging, but An Qisheng felt the incomparable domineering in the old man's heart.

No, more accurately, the incomparable atmosphere.

As a human being in two lives, crossing the Three Realms, An Qisheng has seen too many subsets of scriptures and histories, practicing classics, and top-secret inheritance.

Countless classic methods, including teaching scriptures, teaching martial arts, preaching methods, teaching immortals, teaching immortals, and teaching people.....

But only the old man, he is teaching you how to be a 'saint'!

Call!

At one point, the sermon stopped.

The elegant middle-aged man was shocked, and the green cow opened his eyes in surprise, one person and one cow, all looking at the old man.

"The word cannot be heard."

The old man looked at An Qisheng: "You came from the word 'Dao', but you should also go when you get 'Dao'." ”

"The elder gives, don't dare to resign."

Anqisheng bowed.

The old man is a person of the most enlightened way, and what he preaches and talks about is his comprehension of heaven, earth, the universe, and natural creation, without any subjective things.

The subtlety and mystery cannot be described by words.

Anyone who understands in it will only be himself.

The elegant middle-aged man saw Wuwei, the green cow was drowsy, and he saw the domineering and atmospheric, which is not something that the old man wants to teach.

Instead, the avenue is like a mirror, and what you see from it will only be your own heart.

It's not the old man who wants to teach the 'saint', but himself, who wants to teach himself to be a 'saint'!

"You still have questions?"

The old man saw through An Qisheng's thoughts.

"There are still a few doubts, and I would like to ask the elders to solve them."

Akisheng straightened up.

The old man bowed his head slightly and smiled.

"The elder knows I'm coming?"

An Qisheng looked at the old man, and thought in his heart, Lao Tzu in the previous life, Lao Tzu in this life, the same or different?

"I don't know."

The old man shook his head, indicating that he didn't know: "But when you come, I will know." ”

"I don't know where the elders come from and where they are going?"

An Qisheng stared at the old man.

Outside of the clear mind, he is still a mortal fetus in the flesh, without the slightest miracle, as if he is really a mortal old man.

But is that really the case?

"I came from the Tibetan Guard, and I want to travel the world."

The old man replied calmly.

He seemed to know what Ankison wanted to ask, but he refused.

"Traveling the ...... World"

An Qisheng chewed on the sentence.

What he really wanted to ask was if this person was from outside the world, and his answer was very direct, no.

But if not......

Cutting off the thoughts in his heart, An Qisheng bowed down and bowed: "Thanks to the elders, I have gained a lot today, but unfortunately I have no long things, only three bows to thank you for the grace of the guide." ”

The old man smiled, just shook his head: "You listen to me, I hear your Fa, but you don't have to thank me." ”

"Thank you."

An Qisheng still bowed three times, regardless of whether the old man accepted it or not.

"Kill the Rubik's Cube and become a god fetus."

He was about to leave when he suddenly heard the voice of an old man behind him.

Looking back, I saw that the old man looked calm, smiling in the moonlight.

But before he could say anything, everything behind him was shattered and disappeared into nothingness at a seemingly slow speed.

It seems that it has disappeared in less than a tenth of a moment.

......

Bang~

There was a muffled thunder in the sky, and a faint flash of lightning pierced the night sky, and the air was suddenly filled with damp air.

The storm is coming.

In the lonely Xue manor, Su Jie, who had not yet fallen asleep, was faintly touched in his heart, turned over and got out of bed, and came to the artificial lake in the backyard with his clothes on.

I saw that the lightning was winding like a dragon and a snake, sometimes piercing the sky, and the thunder was rolling like a tide, which was deafening for a while.

But his attention was no longer on the thunder in the sky, but on An Qisheng, who was sitting cross-legged in the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Faintly, the black-and-white Taiji diagram that he had seen that day appeared in his eyes, but it was different.

At that time, the black and white Taiji diagram almost enveloped the entire planet, but at this time, the black and white colors only circulated around An Qisheng.

"This thunder was caused by Mr. An?"

Su Jie's eyes lit up, and his heart beat faster.

He could feel that with An Qisheng's breathing, the entire artificial lake, Yangmingshan, and even the entire heaven and earth were moving with his breath.

The thunder that filled the sky did not come down and slash him, but was triggered by his breath!

"Thunder?"

"This thunderstorm is so evil, why is it so close? If this thunder strikes down, will it not be fatal? ”

"The weather forecast doesn't say it's raining? The weather forecast is getting more and more unreliable......"

Such a thunderstorm naturally attracted the attention of other people in the Xue family's manor, but most of them just pushed open the window or walked out of the door to take a look.

Although this thunderstorm was a little strange, no one really took it seriously.

"It's ......"

On the contrary, Xue Zheng seemed to be aware of it, forcibly withdrawing from the dream, and felt the unusual aura around him.

Put on your clothes and go out the door.

As soon as he went out, a lightning bolt just pierced the sky, Xue Zheng's heart jumped, he took a step forward, and behind him, a lightning bolt slashed down, leaving a smell of intense burning in the air.

"Huh?"

Xue Zheng was slightly surprised.

Hug Dan sits across, and after seeing that the gods are not bad, people's aura is strong to a certain extent, and they will invisibly sympathize with heaven and earth, and sometimes they will cause thunder to smash down.

But he has some means of hiding his qi and blood, and he is old on weekdays, and all his vitality is reduced to a minimum.

Not to mention, his Xue manor has all kinds of measures to avoid disasters and lightning.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had been struck by lightning, so he was naturally a little surprised at this time.

Call~

With a thought, he had come to the shore of the artificial lake.

His perception was extremely strong, and he could faintly feel that concentric circles invisible to the naked eye were spreading towards the surroundings with An Qisheng as the center, the lake rippled layer by layer, and the void was also slightly wrinkled.

An invisible qi machine brewed between heaven and earth, and it was this qi machine that triggered the resonance of heaven and earth, and the changes in the celestial phenomena also triggered thunderstorms.

However, the strange thing is that the Xue Manor was surrounded by thunder and lightning at this time, but there was no one that slashed towards the Huxin Pavilion, but the houses everywhere suffered.

From time to time, people ran out of the house with exclamations.

It didn't take long for the entire Xue Manor, except for Baihu, Xu Hongyun, Jing Xiaolou and others, who entered the dream of royal power and slept without knowing who was going to sleep, everyone was shocked.

They were all shocked, and they looked at the Lake Center Pavilion that was surrounded by countless electric light and thunder snakes, and could be split and shattered at any time.

What's going on?

"Feng Shui has changed?"

Xue Zheng's eyes froze.

Of course, Xue's manor was not built casually, in order to build this manor, he invited many feng shui masters to come decades ago, including Xu Hongyun and his teacher.

It is not only a manor, but also a place of refuge from disasters.

Therefore, he is most familiar with the aura and feng shui of the Xue Manor, and he can also detect the slight changes.

Not to mention such a big battle now!

He could faintly feel that at this time, it was not only their Xue Manor that was covered by the thunderstorm, but also not only Yangmingshan.

In fact, the entire treasure island was thunder and lightning at this time, and the wind and thunder were roaring and the waves were roaring above the vast ocean.

Moreover, not only the treasure island, but also the inland across the sea, there are also the sound of wind and thunder.

The invisible fluctuations are still spreading towards the European continent, even the Golden Eagle Country across the sea, and even the glaciers and ice oceans at the poles of the world!

It seems to envelop the whole world!

Call~

Suck~

In the pavilion in the center of the lake, surrounded by many thunders and lightnings, An Qisheng returns to the underworld, only the breath is integrated with the surrounding environment, and interacts with heaven and earth.

The old man had not passed on any actual spells, nor was he a cultivator, nor was he a lineage like the study of the mind.

It is like a mirror, reflecting one's own shortcomings, flaws, and one's own future, which can be of great or small significance.

The mirror in his heart hangs high, and all the essence on it flows and turns.

There are too many things he has learned, too many things, martial arts, secret methods, and magical spells that have been passed down from the Dao of the World for thousands of years.

Xuanxing's various knowledge of the caravan's volume, the secret method of witchcraft obtained from the three-hearted blue spirit boy.....

No one could comprehend the things that countless beings in the three worlds had accumulated over thousands of years in a short period of time, not even An Qisheng.

The Daqian Dream Method is not a panacea, and the experience of countless different dream realms is also a huge burden on his mind.

So much so that the distracting thoughts in his heart flew from time to time, and he had to wipe them from time to time, like an invisible veil shrouded him, and it was only at this time that a corner of the veil was torn.

See it for real.

"There is a mixture of things, and ...... are born from nature"

"The Way of Heaven ......."

"The ...... of the Road"

An Qisheng muttered in his heart, and unconsciously chanted: "Tai Chi is born without limits, the opportunity of movement and stillness, and the mother of yin and yang." If it moves, it is divided, and if it is still, it is ......"

Airplanes~

Then, the black and white colors leaped into the air from his body, like two heavenly swords tearing through the thunderclouds, and between the infinite darkness, he sketched a rapidly rotating Taiji diagram.

The human body is small Taiji, and the heaven and earth are big Taiji.

At this time, faintly together!

n.