In the early morning, the upper part of the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain was shrouded in an ethereal mist. The morning light appeared, shining a faint golden light, the breeze was blowing, blowing a faint fragrance of plants and trees, a peaceful and tranquil

Patriarch Bodhi sat cross-legged on a piece of bluestone, squinting slightly, as if thinking about something. The white hair was meticulously pulled into a bun, pinned to the hosta that looked like a fairy product, the white robe was covered with a dark gauze robe, and the whole person had a trace of coldness.

"Master, the disciple is back."

Behind the Bodhi Patriarch, a slender figure in a white robe walked slowly, with a steady and mature atmosphere, and after saluting the Bodhi Patriarch with his hands folded, he called softly.

"Wu Xuan, have you gained anything from this trip?"

The Bodhi Patriarch looked at the gently flowing mist in front of him, and the old man's voice sounded slowly, with a few wisps of ethereal distance, as if coming from distant eternity, penetrating the long time of thousands of years, and slowly entering Yang Xuan's ears.

"Yes, the disciple has gained some enlightenment." Yang Xuan did not hide his experience in the flood and replied truthfully.

Without looking back, Patriarch Bodhi stroked his beard and said, "Creation? Let's hear it. ”

"When the disciple was in Zhanzhou in the south, he saw that the human race was still using bamboo slips, cloth and silk as writing vehicles, and there were many inconveniences, so he gathered the people and tried to make something that could replace bamboo slips - paper."

"And then?"

Yang Xuan lowered his head slightly and said in a low voice, "After the disciple made the paper, the heavens rained down with golden light. Not only did he cultivate to enter the realm of heavenly immortals, but he also obtained an acquired merit spiritual treasure - Xuantian Paper. ”

"In the past, Nuwa made people, Fuxi played innate gossip, Suiren's family drilled wood to make fire, Shennong tasted a hundred herbs, Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor unified Yanhuang, Cangjie made words, and Dayu controlled the water, all of which had merit to come to the world. Wu Xuan, you can create such a thing for the benefit of all people, and you are also the first person in my three-star cave of the oblique moon. Patriarch Bodhi got up slowly, turned around, stroked his beard, and smiled faintly.

"The master has won the award." Yang Xuan was still calm and composed, without the slightest hint of self-satisfaction.

"What else?"

Patriarch Bodhi looked at Yang Xuan, and felt from his deep eyes that there was a kind of vicissitudes that saw through all things in the world, and this vicissitudes penetrated deep into people's souls and could not be feigned......

"Alas, I passed by Huaguo Mountain and met Senior Brother Wukong," Yang Xuan sighed deeply and said in a deep voice, "Master, Senior Brother, he is in trouble." ”

Patriarch Bodhi was not surprised by the news, but just waved his sleeves, turned away from him, and said calmly, "You know why Master drove him away that day." ”

Yang Xuan was silent for a long time before he spoke again, "Master, is the fate of the creatures in this world predestined before birth?" ”

"Huh?"

Patriarch Bodhi was slightly stunned, and then his eyes widened, and a hint of surprise flashed in his deep eyes.

"Mo Fei, I ...... him"

Patriarch Bodhi frowned slightly, feeling that Yang Xuan was likely to have noticed a hint of clues, and then turned around again, with that indifferent and detached look on his face.

"Is there anything else you'd like to ask?"

"Fifty avenues, forty-nine ...... Tianyan" Yang Xuan paused, looked at the Bodhi Patriarch, and said in a deep voice: "People escape one of them, what is the explanation?" ”

The Bodhi Patriarch looked indifferent, and in the clouds and mist, there was a kind of loneliness and coldness that was not stained by the fireworks of the world, and his eyes were like ancient wells without waves.

"The road has been decided, and you must not violate it."

Lingtai Peak, clouds and mist all year round, the aura is extremely rich. Yang Xuan was alone on the top of the mountain, looking up at the vast blue sky, and kept recalling the words left to him by the Bodhi Patriarch in his mind.

"Does the master want to warn me not to meddle in the Journey to the West, or does it mean something else?"

Yang Xuan pondered for a moment, shook his head, and said secretly, "What do you want to do so much?" ”

The way of heaven is unstoppable, and if you are not careful, you will be punished by heaven.

If Patriarch Bodhi was reminding himself that it was best not to have any crooked thoughts, then he would have done it.

Yang Xuan asked himself if he was a person who was bent on seeking the Tao and only wanted to step into a higher realm.

Even if you travel to other worlds halfway, in order to be able to preach as soon as possible, you will avoid detours and find another way back by the way.

Journey to the West, Yang Xuan understands it very well, so naturally he will not interfere indiscriminately and cause unnecessary trouble for himself.

Let's also share a share of merit and luck and leave it for ourselves to prepare for the enlightenment of Daluo.

Not excessive, right?

"Let's continue to cultivate."

Shaking his head and eliminating those useless distractions, Yang Xuan began to meditate cross-legged and began to cultivate.

Now it is still more than one hundred and eighty years before the monkey goes down to heaven for the second time, let's see if we can take advantage of this time to impact the realm of the Golden Immortal.

"Discover the World You Can Cross"

As soon as he closed his eyes, Yang Xuan's mind remembered the familiar mechanical voice.

"It's just a good time."

Yang Xuan was a little dissatisfied, then opened the system, entered the white template, and began to browse.

"Yang God World?"

Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows, it was actually this kind of world.

According to the description of the Yang God World in Yang Xuan's memory in his previous life, that world may be stronger than the Dou Po World, and it should belong to the more advanced Xiaoqian World.

"Yang God" is the pinnacle work of dreaming into the transformation of Xiaobaiwen, and it has completely developed in the direction of Shuangwen since the middle period. tells the story of the protagonist Hong Yi, who is a pure and good young man who has been treated unfairly, and gradually grows into a powerful and hateful person like his father, with a hypocritical face.

When Yang Xuan read the book back then, he really admired the magic machine in the end, and wrote about how a pure and kind child degenerated into a shameless reader with thick skin and black heart in the sinister struggle of swords and swords. So much so that Yang Xuan didn't feel anything abrupt, Hong Yi had been recognized as a figure like his hated beast father.

"Hong Yi" Yang Xuan smiled lightly, and the corners of his mouth pulled up a trace of arc.

If Xiao Yan just likes to pretend to be forced and has a bit of a problem with his personal style, then Hong Yi is a complete gentleman in the end.

Hong Yi, he can be said to be the number one hypocrite in the online literature industry, and he can't even catch up with Yue Buqun.

Yang Xuan is not averse to cannibalism, he has an old man who has taken the road of cannibalism.

But for a "hypocrite" like Hong Yi, Yang Xuan said that I really can't find much common language with him...... What's more, the acuteness of that side of the world is really not good.

If Yang Xuan had come into contact with that world before becoming an immortal, he would probably have gone there....... But now, maybe the only person there who can mention his interest a little bit is the artificial traverser Yang An.

Skipping the Yang God World, Yang Xuan continued to browse the next updated world.

"Huh?"

Yang Xuan looked at that line of words and was stunned.

"The Eternal World."

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