This year, Qiu, who was already thirty-four years old, came here again to visit his master.

It took him 17 years, traveled through various countries, completed his own attempts and avenues, and finally comprehended, and then came back again, came here again to ask the old man, asked his avenue, in this era, the acceptance of disciples, have their own requirements, and at this moment is in the prime of life, the disciples accepted are of different births, different personalities.

Some are the children of nobles, some are from families, some are poor, and some are rich businessmen.

There are also the kind of gangsters who deliberately scare people and have a bit of force.

Qiu is accepted as a disciple, and the quantity is used, and the charm of the exercises and the avenue is taught according to the individual's talent.

This time they were talking about the sermon in the vault.

It was fifty-one-year-old Qi Wufu and thirty-four-year-old Qiu.

Even Mingxin didn't come in, but when the master with white temples stepped here, his eyes looked at [Zhuang Zhou] who was lazily holding the back of his head with his hands in the sun, and then waved at him, "Come." ”

Zhou, who was touching the fish, was stunned, and subconsciously looked left and right first, and then stretched out his finger and pointed at himself.

It wasn't until the master over there bowed his head that he sighed helplessly and walked over.

Why me?

Isn't it okay to find any one?!

Zhuang Zhou scolded in his heart, and he was very unhappy that he was found out by this uncle.

Those who talk about the Tao are the master and the hill.

The recorder is Zhuang Zhou, who is still very casual and young in this era.

The door was closed, and this time the discourse lasted for a full month, and no one except these three could know the specific content of this discourse, what kind of magnificent and vast Dao rhyme they talked about, and they did not know their final victory.

It was only a month later, when the gate opened, Qiu Qiu, who had previously walked in the world and had become famous, had a calm expression and firm steps.

Zhuang Zhou's face was full of prostration, and the feeling that a large amount of knowledge and knowledge had passed smoothly from the brain of a teenager who only liked to fish was actually not good.

He can be recognized by Mingxin, and naturally he has his own talent.

Loose personality and carefree.

This young man with a free and lazy personality and a casual and carefree personality doesn't seem to like this Qiu who is determined to move forward, and has refuted it in the text more than once in the future, but he also has a high opinion of this person, thinking that this Qiu is the kind of person who has clearly seen the highest way, but still chooses to take a step back in order to cross the common people.

Qiu never responded to Zhuang Zhou.

His disciples asked their teachers about the results of their teachings.

Qiu said the sentence that was praised by later generations [Is it like a dragon?] 】

Birds, I know they can fly; Fish, I know they can swim; Beast, I know it can go. The walker can be reckless, the traveler can be the lun, and the flyer can be the arrow. As for the dragon, I don't know, but it rode the storm to the sky. I see the Master today, and he is like a dragon!

Qiu turned to look at the pale Taoist and arched his hand:

"Master, what do you think of Qiu's way?"

The Taoist looked into the distance, and the luck of humanity rose, and the words on the nine tablets appeared, and replied:

"There is no class of teaching, open the door of convenience, and teach the way of cultivation to the world."

"It's good."

Qiu understood the meaning of this sentence and said, "How to improve?" ”

The Taoist smiled, pointed to the nine stone tablets over there, and said, "You are here today, the cultivators under the nine tablets have been waiting for a long time, why don't you go and discuss with them?" ”

Qiu Ming understood the meaning of the master in front of him and readily agreed.

Under the nine stone tablets, from beginning to end, they have been talking to each other for almost thirty years, exchanging their own feelings with each other, although they have accumulated extremely richly, but they are like the [Yuqing Tree] of flowers in the greenhouse, and the cultivators under the gate, this time ushered in an enemy like a cold storm.

Zhuang Zhou smacked his lips.

He finally understood that the stone of the mountain could attack jade.

It is necessary to have an external force to break this balance.

It's just that this external force is too fierce, too domineering and powerful.

People's thinking and potential often exceed their own expectations, and in many cases, it is impossible to know how strong their abilities can be if they do not push themselves to the limit.

And now, at the age of thirty-four, he has traveled around the world for the first time, and he has been sharp.

It's this horrible oppressive force!

Qiu Tang, who had been ravaged once, came to the Nine Monuments in a dignified manner, and then began to ravage the rest.

As for the disastrous defeat experienced by those who spoke in front of this practitioner.

That is a level that even a casual Zhuang Zhou feels a little unbearable to mention.

After another month, Qiu left the Nine Monuments and bid farewell to his master, he looked at his master's already gray temples, and couldn't help it: "Master, you have already begun to grow old." ”

"Qiu, will walk in the world for the second time, and at the age of seventeen, I saw the specifications and constraints of the Tao; This time, I saw benevolence and righteousness, and the next time, after Qiu measured the world with his feet, can I still come here to meet you? ”

The Master spoke softly, and spoke the same words as he had parted seventeen years ago.

At that time, the master was still a young man, rich and handsome.

Now he is a little old, and he said, "Seventeen years later, come here again." ”

Qiu looked deeply at the master in front of him, bowed deeply, and said, "Yes! ”

He turned around, took his disciples, and continued to practice his inner way, teaching all the way, teaching the charm of the Great Dao, he called his thirty-year-old period, the period and era when he was sharp, called [and standing].

Standing at thirty is not to establish wealth and family foundation, but to establish one's own way and direction.

Know how you perceive the world.

And he continued to walk the world, and when he finally got a glimpse of the nature of the avenue, he was already forty years old.

He saw the crows and magpies hatching in their nests, the fish giving birth with the help of the foam in the water, and the bees giving birth to themselves, stroking their palms and laughing, knowing that he was in harmony with the nature of the Great Dao, and he stretched his body in the nature of heaven and earth.

Later, because he avoided the master, he was even more-

[Don't be confused].

………………

"Ah, that's it."

Zhuang Zhou held the back of his head with both hands, stared at the man named [Qiu] who went away, and slurred, his personality was carefree, he really didn't like this guy who had a law in everything he said and did, but he didn't know why, he faintly had a feeling that he would probably not be able to do this guy.

Qiu can understand Zhuang Zhou's path, but he will take a step back for other reasons.

Do you want to take a step back?

Zhuang Zhou pondered.

And then decisively gave up -

Don't!

In the warm sun, lying on the bluestone shaded by the trees, with my eyes closed, blowing the wind, I slept for two hours, and then I woke up to the sound of people's laughter, watching the sun slowly fall, and the clouds that blurred out of the sky were all over the sky, this is the road I want to take.

At this time, Zhuang Zhou saw that the master with white temples turned around and walked towards the nine stone tablets, Zhuang Zhou, who had always been careless, seemed to notice something, he was no longer as casual as Fang Cai, but sorted out his appearance, and then his expression became as solemn as Qiu he didn't like, and he walked step by step with the master.

The master walked to the Nine Monuments, looking at the group of guys who had broken their Dao hearts by the most cutting-edge saints, Qi Wufu did not comfort these people who had been greatly impacted, but sat cross-legged, spoke, and resumed preaching.

The body must continue to exercise, break the current limit again and again, and then be able to grow.

The same is true of spirit.

There are people who have experienced the tremendous pressure brought by the mound but are still able to persist in their own thinking and practice, and in such a state, when they hear the sermon again, they will gradually find their own direction on the basis of unwillingness and continuous recollection of the way of the mound of thought.

The heroes of these worlds gradually cleaned up their shattered Dao hearts and gradually integrated their own thoughts.

And then I was pleasantly surprised to find that -

The Master began and told the story of the update!

Zhuang Zhou lazily watched these people get warmer, he didn't care much about these, at first he stood very solemnly, and then felt that it was better to sit than to stand, so he sat cross-legged behind the master, so he felt that it was better to lie down than to sit, so he simply lay down in the back, looking at the sky, the clouds were surging, and before he knew it, he had fallen asleep.

In his dream, he seemed to be transformed into a butterfly, and the butterfly fluttered in the sun.

How casual and beautiful.

But in the end he woke up.

Regrets.

"If only I were really a butterfly, I wouldn't have to listen to the discussions of these guys, my ears would be bad, if I were really a butterfly, I wouldn't have to get up early every day to do my homework, I wouldn't have to recite the Taoist scriptures every day, and I would have to practice swordsmanship under the guidance of my uncle and ancestor."

"Why, could it be that I'm actually a butterfly?"

Zhuang Zhou thought seriously.

"Now I'm doing morning classes, and the hard days of practicing swords, are I just a dream when I stayed on the petals?"

"It's a nightmare!"

The teenager Zhuang Zhou began to escape from reality and directly put it in a bad position.

Sure enough, there was a whisk of dust on the back of his head, and the once natural and calm Xizhen Mingxin had to face the terrible reality that he had picked one of the most difficult disciples to deal with.

In the distance, on top of the nine stone tablets, a large amount of content began to appear.

The original warm scene of the Dao, because of that, the existence of a well-deserved blade in the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period of the past sixty years, had to be forced to respond to the enemy, and under such a huge and unparalleled oppressive force, people began to constantly explore their own limits.

The theory of sexual goodness, the theory of sexual evil.

Interpret spells and let the mind rule, Yao Shun cannot be a country.

Yin and yang rotate, dismantle the avenue, the five elements are always the same, and heaven and man are one!

In the past 30 years, under the accumulation of Taoism under the tree of the Imperial Qing Dynasty, as well as the huge oppression, a new school path has naturally burst out of fire, and countless people under these nine monuments are the best accumulation, and the school is multiplying and changing.

Qi Wufu said: "As Ling said, Fuxi, people will naturally find their own way." ”

He used Fuxi's sarcasm back then to refute him.

The green-shirted scribe snorted coldly, stood with his hands in his hands, and looked at the nine monuments in front of him, his luck soared to the sky, and the trees of the Imperial Qing flourished, and every nascent school made this huge tree spread out a new branch, and this school will develop a new branch, that is, a branch, and every person who practices this path is a leaf above this tree.

The tree of Yuqing has been extremely luxuriant, majestic and huge, and it can almost shelter the common people!

The luck is monstrous, and the air is clear.

A glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the green-shirted scribe, and he said: "The world is unified, and all sons are born." ”

"Qi Wufu, you and I can be born."

"With the current background, compared to when you made a move to intercept the Antarctic Immortal, your courage is too great!"

He raised his head and looked at the sky, a pair of vertical pupils, there was a faint cruelty, it was obvious that this Xi Emperor had been prepared-

When I said that I was going to shrink a nail on the ground for three hundred years, but I was only half a year old, and I slapped you in the face and chased you down from the thirty-six heavens, this thing is also a miracle soldier!

This is a courtesy!

Fu Xi was already a little eager to try.

After confirming that Emperor Wa was equivalent to following a defensive level of royal-level thugs around him in the world, Fu Xi had been liberated to a certain extent, and his character of liking to watch the excitement, like to make things bigger, and pulling everyone into the water began to gradually develop.

Boring!

I want to see chaos in the Six Realms!

I want to see rivers of blood!

Qi Wufu stretched out his hand, his palm was still slender and powerful, a wisp of imperial aura wrapped around his hand, a gentle smile appeared on the master's face, he let go of his hand, this wisp of imperial breath turned around in his body, and it had naturally flowed out.

Emperor Xi's pupils contracted slightly.

？！！！！

Qi Wufu replied, "It's not enough. ”

The green-shirted scribe suppressed the turbulent waves in his heart, raised his eyebrows, looked at Qi Wufu next to him, and said:

"Now, the hundred schools of thought have taken shape, and that mound does have enough foundation, and this seat didn't look wrong back then, I felt that although this kid was a little ugly, but that stubbornness, he would definitely be able to succeed!"

"The aura of humanity has risen to the sky, and the Tree of the Imperial Realm has prospered to the extreme, and it is already about to flourish."

"If you break out at this moment, even the Antarctic Immortal will be startled by you."

"Now you say, isn't that enough?"

Fu Xi looked at Qi Wufu.

He actually already has a kind of thing, this thing is already very outrageous now, the movement is big enough, big enough to make the entire Six Realms of the world shake.

Now the boy said—

If it's not enough, you can also accumulate momentum and press again.

What are you trying to do?

A punch was created on the stomach of Heavenly Court, stirring up the chickens and dogs of the Six Realms?

Although this is a bit outrageous, the man in the green shirt actually had a sense of absurdity in his heart, he thought about it, and actually wanted to persuade the kid in front of him.

Don't be too bottomless.

Emperor Xi thinks that you are a little too extreme.

"What are you waiting for?"

The master in the Tibetan room paused and replied: "Qiu has not come back yet, seventeen years ago, the golden cicada who walked in the world has not come to give me his answer, Li Zhai has not come back yet, Wei Feng has not yet reached his end, this world, which belongs to our era, is not over yet." ”

Qi Wufu from Jinzhou looked at the green-shirted scribe in front of him and said softly:

"I want to witness the end of our time."

"And then go up to the heavens."

"Why, Emperor Xi, I've been waiting for so long, can't I even wait for the last few years?"

The black-robed master walked past Emperor Xi.

The white hair on the sideburns is slightly raised, and the tone is calm and calm, but the realm seems to have collapsed and lowered again!

"There's only half a nail left."

"Wait, what's the matter?"

……………………

And at this time, the last materials used to cast Jiuding, the last Humane Luck Vessel was sent here, waiting for Qi Wufu to personally cast these Humane Luck Vessels into the last Ding.

The vessel of the Nine Tripods, the most prosperous part of the humane ritual, is also the ninth tripod of the true explosion of power in this ritual.

It's finally going to be made up!

(End of chapter)