The three rings seemed to be the softest place in Hu Tu's heart, which made him feel a pain in his heart and shed tears. He and his master were in danger, but he didn't know what was so strange about him, and it was worth making this old demonic beast, who was already old and decadent, bow to others.

Where did Hutu understand the importance of the reconstruction of the soul lake? His education in ethnography was limited to physical fitness, and since the age of five or six, Mr. Ethnology had decided that his talent was not suitable for cultivation. Since then, he has stayed away from his classes. Regarding cultivation, what he knew was no different from what most mortals in Xuantian City knew, so how could he really understand Master's suffering?

Hu Tu thought that the master was the king of Warcraft, and it was naturally easy to open up the Soul Lake, but he thought that Hu Tu's Soul Lake was too illusory, and if he wanted to grasp it fully, he had to be immortal. If he could help him clear the Soul Lake with his own hands, how could he delay it again and again? What even Yun Ling couldn't do, how could he dare to try it so easily? What he could do might just be to bend his knees, and this was what he could do as a master.

Qingluan couldn't stand it, stepped forward in two steps, stretched out his hand, and pulled up the tyranny. She said in her heart, on the other side of time, the powerhouse of the divine realm is powerful in the world. When you come to this shore, you can't forget your roots because of the power given by the beginning of time. Although she didn't care about the two children messing around, she didn't expect them to make such a fuss.

Qingluan glanced at it clearly, stretched out a finger to Hu Tu, and asked, "This is?"

When Hu Tu saw the master get up, he stopped his tears, looked at the finger, and shook his head to show his puzzlement. Unwillingly, he tried: "A ...... Finger. ”

Clearly shook his head and said, "You can't look at it." ”

Hu Tu pondered, "One?"

He shook his head clearly and said, "You can't look at it as one." ”

Hutu wondered, "Everything, everything?"

Clearly shook his head and said, "Don't look at it in one opinion." ”

Hutu looked up into the void in the air, where there were faint spatial fluctuations that kept the yin wind out. He smiled and said, "I saw it! Nothing, nothing!"

Shook his head clearly and said, "You can't look at it alone." ”

Hu Tu frowned, gradually stretched again, looked at the finger again, and said calmly: "The ancient scroll says, one, one." One is still that one, it's that I think too much. ”

He said with a light smile: "I said that you can't look at it, and your mind has deviated; I said that you can't look at it, but you forget the finger itself and return to what you think is one; when I say you can't look at it as one, you begin to wonder, you are thinking about the truth that one is all things, and all things are one; I said that you can't look at it at all, and you ignore the existence of this finger; I say you can't look at it, and your mind immediately returns to the beginning." The difference is that the so-called one is no longer one. For the Infinite Dao Dharma in this world, thinking is naturally useless. But without thinking, how can we solve the true infinite way to lock the door and enter?"

Hutu suddenly realized and bowed deeply. Storm Cang reached out and patted him lightly on the head, and Hutu fell to his knees and bowed down. This worship is determined to be clear as a teacher, and the identity of a teacher is prevalent among the human race. For example, there is a teacher of words, a teacher of righteousness, and so on. Those who are disciples are regarded as teachers, but those who are teachers do not bear the responsibility of teaching. Therefore, there is a saying that the teacher is a teacher outside the teacher.

He said in a long and clear voice: "One is the beginning, and there is no beginning, if there is no beginning, where does the one come from? If I am the beginning, where do I come from? If there is a place to come, where do I go? If the place I look at is the pole of the Tao, then the one is the pole of the Dao." I am just a passing visitor in time, and all beings are like landscapes. When the sentient beings are there, I am there, and when the sentient beings are not, where am I? The sentient beings cross me, I am the sentient beings, and I cross the sentient beings, and the sentient beings are like me......" As he spoke, he understood that the palm print was like a shadow, covering the top of Hutu's head, and the huge palm print rushed straight into Hutu's heavenly spirit cover.

Hutu suddenly felt that he was in a completely unfamiliar world. There was nothing in that world, except a thin mist, like a swamp underfoot. Raising his head and looking into the air, he saw that he was hanging in the void, and he was imposing a mark on this unopened world.

Hu Tu was surprised: "This is my soul lake?"

Knowing that the palm prints in his hand were non-stop, he said lightly: "Exactly." ”

Hutu wondered, "What about the lake?"

Clearly, "At your feet." ”

Hu Tu was puzzled: "This, where is the appearance of a lake? This is obviously a swamp!"

"This is what makes you different from ordinary people. ”

Hutu added, "But—not normal?"

"Yes," he said. ”

Hu Tu sighed: "You know, I am very abnormal!"

He understood: "You are very human, even this soul lake has to go through thousands of tribulations. If this spell dome is strong, your soul lake will become a desert. Because there is a black dragon hidden in the depths of the swamp, which is always consuming your soul power. If it can't be replenished in time with the power of heaven and earth, if this continues, the swamp will also dry up. ”

Hu Tu's soul trembled when he heard this, and said, "Where did this black dragon come from?"

Ming looked down at him and said, "It's the other side of you." ”

"What do you mean?" Hutu seemed to understand something, but couldn't believe it.

"Human nature is originally divided into good and evil, you are good, and the black dragon is naturally your dark side. You will spend the rest of your life in a battle with the Black Dragon. That is, you have two soul bodies, and you will live a more miserable life than anyone else. ”

"How can that happen?" Hu Tu hurriedly said, "Rushi, help me kill him." I don't want to be so tired. ”

"The world is sinister, how do you know that the other side of you is useless? When it is critical, you will find that the black dragon may save your life. ”

"Didn't you say that he would fight with me for the rest of his life?"

"There are countless creatures in the world, which one is not fighting between good and evil? You have to learn to live up to him, not kill him. He is no different from you, and he is a living being. All things have animism, and there must be a reason for existence. What you have to do is how to make this existence more harmonious, not just killing. This is true for others and for oneself. ”

"Thank you for your teachings!" Hu Tu blinked, and pretended to be puzzled, "Then, how should I treat him?"

"Strengthen yourself, suppress him with strength, or one day you can defeat him. ”

"When will we be able to defeat him?"

Knowing that his face was complicated, he said: "He is now in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, even if I can't make a contribution in one blow." ”

Hu Tu's face turned bitter and said, "If you knew earlier, why did you need to rebuild the Soul Lake?

"You should think about it from another angle, if one day, you walk out of the curse vault, then when the black dragon really wakes up, won't it be a catastrophe for all races?"

"If I've not been as strong as him, am I under this spell and can't shrink back?"

"To defeat an enemy, sometimes you can use no force, and sometimes you don't have to be too cruel to yourself. Crossing the transformation requires you to go to his heart, and although it is a long road to lead him to goodness, why not another kind of practice?"