Secret.

This is the only request made by Guan Ze.

The Gate of Heaven was heavily blocked, and the eighth-order demon beasts personally controlled the five hundred miles of forest, and the Heavenly Gate was even more protected, and Ye Chan'er and Ye Han were personally responsible.

The surroundings of the small valley were guarded by Ning Xiaoxue, Zi Ling, Song Tianxing and others.

This is the highest level of protection and secrecy in the history of Tianmen.

The space summoning charm was triggered, and Hu Yanbo, the master of the Outer Holy Gate, entered the small valley of Tianmen, Guan Ze immediately retreated, and in the entire small valley, only Ye Changtian and Hu Yanbo were left.

Ye Changtian looked at Hu Yanbo, this master who could be regarded as a "middle-aged man" a few years ago, actually has the characteristics of an "old man", with white hair, deep eye sockets, he seems to be overly worried, and his figure is much thinner than before the First World War in Yiwanmin Mountain, giving people a sense of malnutrition, and the momentum of the whole person is not like the master of the Outer Holy Gate, but like an old servant.

"Master Huyan, it seems that you have not had a comfortable time these years. ”

Ye Changtian looked at Hu Yanbo's appearance, put away the Wuling tea, and replaced it with the Imperial March Tea.

What Huyanbo needs now is not enlightenment, but washing.

"People want to live comfortably, but in the end, they realize that comfort never belongs to life. Lord Yemen, I haven't seen you for many years, don't come unharmed. ”

Hu Yanbo sat down and smiled for the first time in a long time.

The words of the master of Huyan Sect couldn't help but be a little sad, but they were also reasonable. Living people have too many troubles, and it is not easy to find a moment of comfort and stay away from right and wrong. Come, taste, this is the March tea that I have sealed for a long time. ”

After Ye Changtian divided the tea, he brought the teacup to Hu Yanbo.

"Imperial March tea, you can't help but taste it. The little inventory that was auctioned in Qianyuan had long been ruined by the boys of the Outer Holy Gate. ”

Hu Yanbo took the teacup and looked down at the tea soup, which was green and clear, and the bottom of the leaves was delicate and delicate.

"Haha, it seems that the Lord of Huyan Gate is also a master who is often robbed by the Holy Gate outside, and we are a little sympathetic. Okay, I'll send some good tea to the door owner later, I just hope you can hide it this time and don't get robbed again. ”

Ye Changtian joked and raised his glass.

"Haha, okay! I am often robbed at home, and I can also rob the Yemen Lord who came here by flying star, which is really wonderful. ”

Hu Yanbo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised his glass to taste.

Flying stars?

Ye Changtian's heart moved, put down the teacup, added tea to Huyanbo, and asked, "Is the Huyan Sect Master interested in Feixing?"

Hu Yanbo shook his head, stretched out his hand to thank Tian Cha politely, and said: "I am an old man, I prefer this world, I like this world, and I don't have much interest in heavenly things. Somebody's going to be interested, though, isn't it?"

Ye Changtian looked at Hu Yanbo's pointed expression, sighed, and said directly: "It seems that the Holy Land is planning to do something to me." What is the name of the common people this time? It is impossible to use the name of the common people again, right?"

Hu Yanbo did not answer directly, but held the teacup and said softly: "Lord Yemen, who is arranging the rights and wrongs of this world? Who is defining the justice and evil in this world? The rules under the sky, whose language?"

Ye Changtian didn't answer, just watched quietly.

Hu Yanbo drank all the tea in his hand and said, "Change the bar, I want to drink now, take out your best wine." ”

When Ye Changtian waved his hand, the tea set disappeared, and the two jars of wine were divided on the left and right, and he took out two wine bowls and filled them himself.

Hu Yanbo was not interested in drinking, and raised his hand to drink a bowl.

Ye Changtian continued to pour wine, and it was not until Hu Yanbo drank three bowls that Hu Yanbo stopped.

"Ye Changtian, do you believe that there are saints in this world who are compassionate and have the world in mind?"

Hu Yanbo asked solemnly, his eyes blazing.

Ye Changtian nodded and said, "Although I am not a saint, I believe that such a saint exists in this world. ”

Just because one is unmerciful does not mean that there are no compassionate people in the whole world.

Just because you can't reach the pinnacle of the Tao doesn't mean that the pinnacle didn't exist.

Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean you don't exist.

After all, my own world is small, and the world I haven't seen is still very big, and what doesn't exist is probably because the world I live in is not wide enough.

There will always be people who will selflessly sacrifice themselves for the sake of others.

For example, the old man of the rotten wood in Hanji Bay, he is a real saint. He didn't have compassion and protect the Xuan Ling, but only guarded Hanji Bay.

Zhuge Zhengsi can also be regarded as a person with the heart of a saint, in order to be able to save the people of Wanmin Mountain, he did not hesitate to abandon his cultivation to buy time.

There is always someone who is greater than you are, more holy than you think.

"Five thousand years ago, there was a group of people who swore to protect the common people, and named the mountain where they were located as Juzheng Mountain! They are kind, righteous, and selfless, and recruit disciples, but they do not restrain them to stay, teach them the way of being human beings, and teach them the way to cultivate the truth, and there are no others, demons, or ghosts ......."

Hu Yanbo's eyes were a little sloppy, as if he was looking forward to the past years.

"Hehe, do you know? Back then, Juzheng Mountain was a preaching dojo, a special existence in the whole of Zhongdu. Even the wealthy families, big clans, and eight demon clans at that time also sent monks to listen to the Fa, they taught and solved doubts, and never kept privately, whether it was the field, the law, the breakthrough experience, the method of the Dan Dao, it can be said that they knew everything, open, fair, and enthusiastic......"

At that time, the Xuanling regarded Juzheng Mountain as the source of Taoism, guarded Xuanling with one heart, resolved disputes with Taoism, walked Xuanling in all directions, and spread the art of cultivation. Ye Changtian, do you know what the core of the Dao method of Juzheng Mountain is?"

Hu Yanbo stared at Ye Changtian.

Ye Changtian clearly lives in Zhengshan Mountain, which is the Juzheng Mountain of the modern holy land.

Huyanbo is telling himself the origin and history of the Holy Land!

And these histories are hidden, becoming fragments of a few words in the book, which cannot be pieced together and difficult to connect.

Perhaps, only those who can live in the Holy Land, only those who have lived a long time will remember all this.

The core of the Dao Law of the Holy Land?

Ye Changtian didn't know, and shook his head directly.

Ignorance is ignorance, and it is not a shame to admit ignorance of the past.

Ignorance pretends to be knowledgeable, and it is a shame to tell everyone hoarsely that you know, but only to say a few words of speculation or hearsay.

Hu Yanbo said solemnly: "The Outer Saint and the Inner King!"

Ye Changtian's eyes shrank suddenly, and he asked, "Outer Saint Inner King?"

Ye Changtian still knows about the "outer saint and inner king", that is, the saint is born, and the king is successful, all of which are originally in one.

It is recorded in "Zhuangzi Miscellaneous Essays on the World" that "judging the beauty of heaven and earth, analyzing the reason of all things, and examining the completeness of the ancients, and being able to prepare for the beauty of heaven and earth, called the face of the gods." It is the way of the inner and outer kings, dark and unclear, depressed but not hairy, and the people of the world do what they want to do for themselves. ”

Translated, it is these people who divide the beauty of heaven and earth, dissect the principle of the interconnectedness of all things, and dismember the Taoism of the ancients. Therefore, the ideas of the inner sage and the outer king are obscure and incomprehensible, and most people in the world pursue their own preferences, and regard their paranoid views as perfect methods.

In the view of the ancestors, the attainment of this realm of the outer saint and the inner king must obey the "nature" and follow the "Taoism" of the universe life, and the existence of heavenly beings, divine men, supreme beings, and saints is the representative of the "inner saint and outer king".

This is a kind of Taoism that attaches importance to both internal and external cultivation.

Later, the inner saint and the outer king were mostly regarded as this kind of idealistic thinking, an unrealistic realm.

What I didn't expect was that the people of the Holy Land would take this path!

"Do you know how to become a saint?"

Hu Yanbo put the bowl down, and a few drops of wine stained his beard.

Ye Changtian said softly: "It is recorded in "Getaway: There Are Fish in the North Underworld" that there is no self in people, no merit in gods and men, and no name in saints!

Hu Yanbo shook his head slightly, and said: "People who practice deeply can forget themselves, have a high cultivation realm, and have no intention of seeking merit, and a moral saint has no intention of seeking fame." But Ye Changtian, the saint you mentioned is only the result of a saint, not the cultivation method of a saint. ”

"The method of cultivation?"

Ye Changtian thought slightly, he seemed to have seen some, but he didn't remember it very well.

"Not departing from the sect, it is called the heavenly man, not departing from the essence, it is called the god man, and not departing from the truth, it is called the supreme man. ”

Hu Yanbo smiled indifferently, knocked on the table, and said with his eyes: "Take the sky as the sect, take the virtue as the foundation, take the Tao as the door, and call it a saint if it is a sign of change! This is the real saint, and this is also the foundation of the holy land!"

Ye Changtian was solemn.

Taking the sky as the sect, isn't it the change of heaven and earth?

Virtue-based, isn't it to protect my people?

Taking the Tao as the door is not the path of cultivation?

Isn't it true that the Fa is naturally changing without departing from its origin, its essence, and its truth?!

The Holy Land is truly extraordinary!

Hu Yanbo became lonely, his eyes were a little sad, and he sighed: "As there are more and more people in Juzheng Mountain, and the seven stars of the original Holy Land have soared one after another, the Holy Land has also begun to change, and this change ...... three thousand five hundred years ago."

"Three thousand five hundred years ago!"

Ye Changtian looked at Hu Yanbo, at this time node, it was really a coincidence!

"Hehe, you seem to have thought of someone. ”

Hu Yanbo smiled softly.

Ye Changtian drank a bowl of wine, smiled bitterly, and said, "What does the Huyan Sect Master want to say? Could it be that the changes in the Holy Land are still related to the vicissitudes of the earth?"

Hu Yanbo nodded and said seriously, "That's right. ”

Ye Changtian was really shocked this time.

The vicissitudes have something to do with the changes in the Holy Land?

I never mentioned it in my notes, and I never heard anyone else talk about it. What's hidden in this?

Hu Yanbo let out a long sigh and said, "Canglan is a disciple of the Holy Land. ”

Ye Changtian knocked over the wine bowl and looked at Hu Yanbo with wide eyes.

Hu Yanbo straightened the wine bowl, poured a bowl of wine, and said, "I didn't expect Lord Yemen to be so surprised. ”

Ye Changtian shook his head, as if he suspected that he had misheard.

Canglan is a disciple of the Holy Land?

Are you kidding!

But looking at Hu Yanbo's appearance, he is so serious.

"It's not appropriate to say that Canglan is a disciple of the Holy Land. Hu Yanbo looked at Ye Changtian, picked up the wine bowl, and said slowly: "It should be said that Canglan used to be a disciple of the Holy Land, but for some reason, he was driven out of the Holy Land. ”

"Why, exactly?"

Ye Changtian suppressed the shock in his heart.

This news is too sudden!

"That's what I'm talking about about the change in the Holy Land. ”

Hu Yanbo pointed to the empty wine jar.

Ye Changtian stared at Hu Yanbo, smiled lightly, and said, "Seeing that you have a yellow face and thin muscles, and you look malnourished, it is really sad, so let's talk while eating." ”

Ye Changtian saw that Hu Yanbo agreed, so he gave an order to Ning Xiaoxue outside and rearranged the wine and food.

The answer is coming, the fog of history will finally be lifted, and the secrets of 3,000 years will be revealed.

I don't miss the time for this pot of wine. onclick="hui"