It is difficult to define the illusory and the real, and the practice of the Great Dream Heart Sutra is to destroy all kinds of falsehoods and leave only the Tao!

But Zhang Daoyi doesn't believe in the Great Dream Heart Sutra, he thinks that all kinds of things that belonged to Gu Yi in the past are illusory, and he is not him, although he has forgotten too much, and even almost forgotten himself, but there are some things, he does not allow the Great Dream Heart Sutra to be negated!

His heart to seek the Tao, his desire to seek the Tao, these cannot be denied, the Great Dream Heart Sutra only left the Tao for him, but erased what Zhang Daoyi thought was the most critical, for which he would rather give up the Tao that is more important than his own life!

It's not worth it if you lose your heart for the sake of the Tao, Zhang Daoyi's road is not so much a road to seek a road, but a road to prove your heart!

The person who came said lightly, his words were a little majestic: "Tian Yuan was destroyed millions of years ago, where did the Tian Yuan Emperor come from?" ”

"I'm your big brother!"

"Big brother?!"

The conflict with the Great Dream Heart Sutra made Zhang Daoyi lose too many memories, but the imprint in the depths of his soul belonged to Gu Yi, but it made Zhang Daoyi know that he had a big brother, Gu Yue.

Gu Yue shook her head: "Your heart is resisting, you can't determine the real and the unreal, you keep telling yourself that the dream is real, this is your calamity!" ”

"When I practiced, I felt as if I had become a different person, but when I woke up, everything shattered like a bubble!"

"You woke up, but you don't want to wake up, what is so important in your dreams?"

Zhang Daoyi was silent, as Gu Yue said, he could no longer determine the real and the unreal, he forced the dream in everyone's mouth, just because there was something that made him lose his life, and even forgot everything that he was unwilling to give up.

Zhang Daoyi had a hunch that if he gave it up, he would never get it back!

Zhang Daoyi's voice was a little sluggish, and he said, "More important than me!" ”

Gu Yue was silent, and after a while, he spoke again, and said: "The Taoist book can't wake you up now, it can't give you the truth, you think the illusory is the truth, then you go out to pursue the traces left by the truth!" ”

"Four countries and one city, thousands of rivers and thousands of mountains, you go to see, you see, see if there is the truth you want in this world!"

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Zhang Daoyi left, left the Daomen, to find the traces of real existence, he had no goal and no direction, just followed the guidance of his heart.

This is a journey that is destined to have no results, because if Zhang Daoyi is true, then this heaven and earth are illusory, and how can he have Zhang Daoyi's truth.

And vice versa, in reality, there is no illusion!

But Zhang Daoyi still left, because he felt that there must be traces of existence in dreams in this world, because this is Tianyuan!

The ruins of Tian Yuan are also Tian Yuan, even if it is different from what he dreamed of, it can't change the fact that the four countries and one city are based on the ruins of Tian Yuan.

This is a long journey, Zhang Daoyi does not see himself, but Yi Dao is still there, the power of the Tao is still there, thousands of rivers and mountains in one step, Zhang Daoyi walked very fast.

But the northern country is bigger, as if there are no borders, Zhang Daoyi walks through the mountains and cities, like a ghost, he wants to find the familiar things in his dreams.

But everything is so unfamiliar, it can't give him a sense of familiarity, time passes, Zhang Daoyi doesn't know how many mountains he has crossed, how many cities he has walked, and finally stopped.

Zhang Daoyi saw a person, a middle-aged man who was sharpening his sword, the man was wearing a shabby linen robe, and his face was full of traces of wind and frost.

Two pictures appeared in Zhang Daoyi's heart, one was in the magnificent and majestic imperial city, and the other was in the highest place of heaven and earth, at the end of time.

Zhang Daoyi saw the man, and the man also saw Zhang Daoyi.

Before Zhang Daoyi could speak, the man took the lead and asked, "The second prince wants to sharpen his sword?" ”

As he spoke, the man directly handed over the rusty long sword in his hand and motioned for Zhang Daoyi to catch it.

Zhang Daoyi didn't stretch out his hand, but asked, "Are you the Northern Sword Saint or the Heavenly Sword?" ”

The man said: "Now I can't give you an answer, my sword is rusty, forget myself, when the rust on my sword is gone, I will give you an answer!" ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man continued to sharpen the rusty sword in his hand on the bluestone, but no matter how the man sharpened it, the rust on the sword did not decrease by half a point.

The man's rust is not the sword, but his heart, so he can't give Zhang Daoyi an answer now!

Zhang Daoyi understood this, because his heart had no answer, but when he saw the Northern Sword Saint and the Heavenly Sword, Zhang Daoyi was enlightened.

Truth or falsehood is actually meaningless at this moment, the key is how Zhang Daoyi is going to choose, whether to give up the pursuit and become the second prince again, or continue to walk and fight against the Great Dream Heart Sutra.

Zhang Daoyi has a choice!

Every living being has something that cannot be given up, even if he loses himself for this thing, it doesn't matter whether he is the second prince or Zhang Daoyi, just look at what he is pursuing?

A little light beat in Zhang Daoyi's heart, it was this light that brought Zhang Daoyi to see the Northern Sword Saint, and now the light will urge him to continue walking.

Zhang Daoyi returned to the imperial city, he felt familiar, and finally he returned to his palace, where there was a beautiful woman who was constantly painting portraits of himself.

Memories surged from the deepest part of his heart, letting Zhang Daoyi know that this woman was his nominal wife, the imperial concubine of the second prince, and the future queen.

But another memory told Zhang Daoyi that the person in front of him was Concubine Ming, a great cultivator of Tianyuan.

The ground of the palace is covered with paintings, I don't know how many, each one is exactly the same, every line, every bit of ink, there is no difference.

Zhang Daoyi didn't focus on who the person in front of him was, but asked, "What are you painting?" ”

The woman replied without looking back: "I want to draw myself!" ”

The world changed, Zhang Daoyi suddenly came to a garden, and an old man with white hair was looking at him, and the old man asked, "Do you want to continue looking?" ”

Zhang Dao nodded, without the slightest hesitation.

Time flies, Zhang Daoyi left the north, south, east, west, Zhang Daoyi walked one by one, in the journey, Zhang Daoyi saw some familiar and strange people.

Zhang Daoyi saw the prince of the south in the opening of the mountain, the huge mountains were split by the prince of the south, and the moat turned into a thoroughfare, Zhang Daoyi followed the prince of the south for half a year before leaving, and another memory in his heart told Zhang Daoyi that the prince of the south is the emperor of Thailand!

Zhang Daoyi also saw the Eastern National Teacher Yuxu Tianzun, the Western Kingdom Lord Emperor Xuan, the wandering Evolved Daoist, the crazy Void Sage ......, the true and false memories were intertwined in Zhang Daoyi's heart, Zhang Daoyi didn't pay attention to it, just followed the guidance of the lights in his heart and kept moving forward.

In the end, Zhang Daoyi came to the barbarian city, this is Zhang Daoyi's last stop, where Zhang Daoyi met the barbarian masters of this generation, and also saw himself!