At the moment of landing on Lan Yingxing, Li Qing turned into tens of millions, blending into this rolling mortal dust, and he can be found everywhere.

The black fish that eats the big and the small, the king tiger in the Wuthering Mountains, the beggar who can't eat enough, and the mother who educates her children...... Regardless of whether he understands the Tao or not, his views on the Tao are all heard by Li Qing.

"These are indeed Dao, but they are not the Dao ......I requested," murmured, Li Qing's gaze glanced elsewhere.

Li Qing walked in the mountains, and the grass and trees were calling: "More sunshine, more rain." ”

This is the way of plants and trees, which belongs to a kind of way of life.

This kind of questioning made Li Qing feel very interesting, and he saw many aspects that he had never touched.

Any path that is sublimated and opened, and it touches the ultimate, and it will be the path of reason.

The Tao of mortals is the simplest, Li Qing found that there was no pressure to dominate this kind of Dao, he asked all the way, and integrated these mortal Dao into the Dao all the way.

He saw a broader side, and he had just begun to ask mortals, and there was a huge gain.

Regardless of whether it is feasible to dominate all the avenues, at least Li Qing sees the possibility of dominating the mortal path, and there is no need to specifically suppress the mortal dao, and if he sees, hears, and senses, he can already exercise the power of domination.

Walking and walking, Li Qing came to the bank of a small river and saw an old farmer with a pair of notched fishing nets and fish in the net.

As soon as the net went down, the big fish escaped through the gap.

"My husband's net is broken, and the net can't stop the fish, why not sew one or two, and repair it completely, it must not be difficult." When Li Qing saw this scene, he was very strange and stepped forward to ask.

At this moment, Lan Yingxing is full of his incarnations, communicating and asking questions with all kinds of creatures.

"The net is broken, why do you need to make it up?" The old farmer smiled, not caring that he had found nothing, and threw the net into the river.

Li Qing looked at the net again, the net was really broken, and there was no need to make up for it.

This net, in fact, the old farmer's wife sewed it by himself, his wife likes fish, sewing this net, said: "We are like people, we can feed ourselves by growing food, chickens and ducks are constant, why bother to go to the net fish." ”

"The net has a mouth, but the net can't stop the small fish, so I opened this net again, so that the big fish also have a chance to escape."

The old farmer's wife is deceased, and this fishing net is the sustenance of the old farmer.

It is impossible for the old farmer to mend this fishing net.

"The Tao is like this net, in fact, it does not necessarily require perfection, and it is not necessary to dominate all the avenues, and there can be deficiencies." Li Qing was thoughtful.

"The avenue is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, and people are one of them."

"The difference between the same and the different, there is a gap in the avenue, but how to find the boundary of this 'lack'?"

Li Qing spoke again: "Dare to ask the old man, first an immortal asked, what does the old man think, what is the Tao?" ”

"What immortals and Tao, I don't understand," the old farmer collected the net again, found nothing, and said with a smile: "I don't understand, that Tao doesn't exist at all, the Tao of immortals is the pursuit of immortals." ”

"For this river, the fishing net does not exist, the fishing net is the way, and when I put the fishing net in the river, I threw the way into the river."

"When the fish are in the net, the fish have a way; The fish escaped through the gap, and then lost its way again. ”

"In my opinion, the Tao is not needed or existed at all, it is a constraint on the fish."

"I'm an old farmer, what kind of Tao you talk to me, I don't need Tao, that thing is useless."

The old farmer dragged the net and walked away laughing.

These words, if the morning bell and dusk drums, woke Li Qing up, simplified the avenue, and the extreme of the Tao he pursued was said by the old farmer in simple words.

After the Dao Venerable arrived at breaking the True Immortal Road, the avenue was like a net, trapping the monks like fishes, becoming a bondage, Li Qing's Dao was extremely extreme, and he wanted to break through the shackles and jump out of the avenue, just as the Dao Fruit jumped out of heaven and earth.

At this moment, Li Qing thought of the third step to break through the True Immortal Road and jumped out of the avenue.

The avenue is like a net or a shortage, he is like a fish in the water, as long as he finds a gap, he can jump out of the avenue and go straight to the end.

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Li Qing's incarnation and the dialogue between mortals were staged all over Lan Yingxing.

The Prime Minister's Mansion in the capital of the Ming Kingdom ushered in special guests.

"Asked?" The prime minister said solemnly: "The Tao is the power in the hands of this official!" ”

Li Qing asked: "Are you willing to give up the Tao and have to be at ease?" ”

"Power is so easy to let go, there are many people who have offended by this official, and if you let go of power, you won't be able to get a big deal." The Prime Minister waved.

Li Qing committed a crime and was pressed into prison, and he asked the jailer, "What is the Tao?" ”

The jailer's face turned sideways and he said sharply: "The Word is the law!" If you want to go east, you dare not go west! Be honest with me! ”

Li Qing asked the butcher, the butcher shook his arms, and said with a smile: "The Tao is the pig-killing knife in my hand!" ”

Each mortal has a different view of the Dao, but they mostly see the Dao as a higher object, a tool to exert authority, which is the same as the Immortal Dao.

Monks also use the Tao to improve their cultivation and exert their authority.

But it's just a tool, you can throw it away or throw it away.

Li Qing found that the Tao in the eyes of mortals was more in line with his Dao Venerable Path, mortals did not know the Dao, did not revere the Dao, even if the immortals asked, mortals would also 'put the Dao under the people' to consider.

Monks seek the Tao and revere the Tao, but they cannot give birth to the concept of 'man above the Tao'.

Li Qing kept asking, integrating the path of mortals into his immortal path, and breaking through the path of true immortals, he continued to move forward.

In the blink of an eye, twenty years have passed, and Li Qing has a feeling.

"This realm after breaking through the True Immortal Road may be called a Dao Immortal."

After another ten years, Li Qing integrated thousands of ordinary ways into several bodies, and from the perspective of mending the way and seeking common ground and removing differences, the common way and his way belong to the relationship of 'same'.

"But it doesn't seem to be enough, the Tao is endless, and I can't simply classify the undominated avenue as 'the lack of the avenue'."

"Even if I dominate all the mortal paths, I still can't ignore the paths pursued by other monks."

Li Qing encountered a big problem in the second step of the Dao Immortal Realm, he saw a feasible path, but he couldn't dominate all the avenues, and he couldn't see the lack of avenues.

If you find the lack of the Great Dao, the second and third steps of the Dao Wonderland can be expected to be completed.

After Li Qing asked the immortal of 'what is the Dao', Lan Yingxing's enthusiasm for discussing 'what is the Dao' has not dissipated in the past thirty years.

In many areas, there are mortal humanists who are keen to seek the Tao, and they want to solve the doubts of the immortals and thus get a great opportunity.

To the north of Lan Yingxing, there is a secular country called the Sheep Country.

Yangguo is a big country of poetry and books, known as Lan Yingxing's ancient state of etiquette and civilization, and all the ways of education are transmitted from this country.

The famous Confucianism is mostly from the sheep country, and the respect of Confucianism and Taoism is called a saint.

The one who holds the bull's ear among the saints of the sheep country today is called the master.

At the age of 50, the Master was known as the Venerable of Literature and Taoism, but the Master could not forget the scene 30 years ago, when a young man walked up to him and asked him what the Tao was.

The Master did not blurt out his views on the Tao as an ordinary old peasant did, and he could not answer without understanding the Tao, and when the young man saw that he did not answer, he departed.

The master watched the young man leave, and his mind could not calm down for a long time, the young man did not reveal his identity, but the master knew that the young man was the immortal who asked the mortal question.

The respect of literature and Taoism in a mere mortal country is nothing in the eyes of the immortals.

From that day on, the Master abandoned what he had learned in his early years and devoted himself to the Tao and became a pure Taoist, studying the Tao and explaining the Tao to the immortals.

"What is the Tao...... The old man is a scholar of heaven and man, and he is familiar with ancient and modern times, but after 30 years, he still hasn't found the answer, the immortal ......" Between the oil lamps and candles, the master flipped through the handwritten record of asking questions, and kept asking himself.

Over the years, the Master has been asking questions and communicating with people, and has compiled them into a thick record of asking questions, and he is already in his old age.

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"There are many interpretations of the Tao in this record, but the old man understands that this is not the Tao required by the immortals." The Master shook his head.

As soon as the day dawned, a disciple was already waiting in front of the master's door: "Teacher, Mr. Murong on Laoshan has returned from a study tour, but he wants to ask." ”

"Go ahead." The Master replied in the room.

The group set off from the master's house, Mr. Murong's hermitage, in Laoshan outside the city, and it took a long distance to visit.

Halfway through the journey, the sky was not beautiful, and it rained lightly, so the master and others could only take refuge in the wild temple in the mountains.

There were many people who took shelter from the rain, including scholars who carried a basket of books on their backs, mountain people who chopped wood, and merchants who passed by.

"Good rain, good rain." The master was in high spirits and asked the mountain people, "Friend, what is the Tao?" ”

The mountain people didn't know the master, but when they saw that the master was dressed extraordinarily and was very old, they didn't dare to slack off, so they politely said, "I don't know." ”

"What about you?" The master looked at a merchant again.

The merchant pointed to the sky and said with a smile: "There are many kinds of Tao, innumerable, for the rain outside, the Tao is the sky; For me now, the Tao is an umbrella. ”

"Interesting." The master nodded, "The Tao is indeed endless, and the old man is worried about the way of the immortals, trying to find the way that the immortals want to ask." ”

The master was communicating with others, but the scholar on the side looked at the book in his hand without self-interest.

When the master saw the scholar's demeanor, he was quite satisfied and said, "This Xiucai, what book do you read, and what does the Tao mean?" ”

The scholar was shocked, closed the book, and arched his hand: "Xiaosheng is not a showman, he is only a reader, it is difficult to distinguish why, the book he reads is the chronicles of Kyushu." ”

"Kyushu Chronicles......" Master has a book through hundreds of schools, and naturally knows this book, saying: "This book is a history book, circulated from 3,000 years ago, but the content of the book is all apocryphal, and any period of history is different, its language is unknown, difficult to understand, involving a lot of characters, you need to read carefully to read thoroughly." ”

"That's what the gentleman said." The scholar guessed that the master was a big man, and he was even more polite.

The Master continued, "The other books you read are the books in the basket. ”

The scholar spread out the books in the basket, and it was a series of books related to Kyushu, such as the Romance of Kyushu, the Wind and Cloud of Kyushu, and the Legend of Kyushu Lu.

The master muttered, "These books are all based on the evolution of the Kyushu Chronicles. ”

"Exactly." The scholar's interest also came up, and he said with a smile: "Xiaosheng likes scripts, especially books related to Kyushu Chronicles, and he can be regarded as reading all the relevant Kyushu scripts, and he has personally created new Kyushu scripts." ”

"But Xiaosheng later realized that no matter how to create a new Kyushu script, it was impossible to exhaust the history recorded in the Kyushu Chronicles, so Xiaosheng gave up the script and read the Kyushu Chronicles."

"Every time I read it, I get a lot of money."

"If the gentleman really wants to ask me 'what is the Tao', reading this Kyushu Chronicle thoroughly is the Tao that Xiaosheng I requires."

Speaking unintentionally, listening with a heart, the master praised: "Well said! ”

The Master was about to write down the way of the scholar, but he heard lightning and thunder outside the sky, a violent wind, a torrential rain, and a great upheaval in the heavens.

A young Taoist, facing the rainstorm and electric light, the rain stopped three feet away from the Taoist, the wind stopped three feet near the Taoist, the Taoist's eyes were leisurely, and his eyes were full of Taoism.

"It's you!" The master trembled, and he recognized the young Taoist, who was the same immortal who asked him thirty years ago.