This voice was too familiar, but it was also too unfamiliar, it was often heard in the past, but now it has not been heard for several years, and the old green cow felt that the world around him had become blank in an instant, and the sounds and colors of all things were getting farther and farther away from him, as if they were separated by another layer of world.

He turned around and saw a Taoist in a blue robe.

The master of the world retreated and wore a black robe.

Representing the red dust of the world, the Kunlun jade crown of the man and the crown was placed on one side, and he put on the blue robe of the year again, as if he had picked up the past again, but he was still only gray-haired, and there were many wrinkles on his face and hands.

Only those eyes were still clear and gentle, so that the old Qingniu was in a trance, and he felt that it was the young man standing in front of him, but at this moment, the feeling was like a flowing white light, the white feeling was scattered, and everything in the red dust poured into the sight enthusiastically, and he saw that it was still an old man.

The Master's breath became weaker and weaker, almost dying.

It is a mortal, who was frozen in the house, so he came out, basked in the warm sun, warmed his body, and the old green cow looked at it, and felt an indescribable majestic bearing in the qi machine that seemed to turn into an old mortal, like an abyss, like a river and sea, and like a mountain range.

The abyss is infinite, the rivers and seas are reversed, and the mountains collapse.

The majestic is immeasurable.

Looks like it's going to be!

At that moment before the outbreak of this turbulent endless qi, I don't know when it collapsed, but I only knew that this collapse would inevitably bring huge waves, the corners of the old green bull's eyes couldn't help jumping, he looked at Qi Wufu, looked at the sky again, and subconsciously blurted out:

"Don't be confused, are you going to solve the tribulation?!"

"Measure the robbery...... It is inevitable that the calamity of people should also be solved by people, but it should not be now. The old Taoist smiled, he looked ahead, his eyes were clear and peaceful, and said, "I still have some hands to solve." ”

"What's the problem."

"Some friends are coming."

The gray-haired old Taoist replied: "I gave them sixty years to think about one thing clearly, to think clearly about their obsessions and to look back, but they finally chose to walk in, if from the point of view of cause and effect, this is the cause I planted sixty years ago, and I should reap the fruit now more than sixty years later." ”

He flicked his sleeves and stood up with his hands on his knees, carrying the luck of this world and the spring and autumn of decades of calamity, this body had already been corroded by the reaction of human luck, as if he was overwhelmed, as if he was dying of old age, and his steps were slow.

Qi Wufu's cultivation seems to be extremely low.

But the realm seems to be extremely high.

There are still five qi, heaven, earth, man, gods and ghosts circulate and change in his body, these five qi have been transformed before, all of them have climbed to the top of the supreme perfection realm, these years, the Taoist people have not taken the initiative to promote the circulation and integration of these five qi, just let them naturally change in their own body.

These five qi flow in this body.

When you sit still, you have already accumulated your savings to the limit.

There is even a faint level beyond the level of the Perfection Qi, if the cultivator is compared to a container, and Qi Wufu is now like holding water and Qi that exceed his limit, when he is usually not moving, these waters can barely maintain stability, but now, he has only moved slightly.

Qi has gone berserk!

When the air is full, it overflows.

But the realm of Taoists is too high.

The overflowing Qi is still changing in the body, circulating between the inside and outside, wandering in the traces of heaven and man, and there is obviously no kind of agitation like wind and thunder around it, it is still natural, but the old green cow doesn't know why, and feels that the heavens of the heaven and earth on that side are about to collapse and press down.

Everything is vast, and the heavens and the earth are low!

It was as if the world had become narrow and cramped, and the Taoist stood there, and all things in nature surrounded him so peacefully, with the sky on his head and the ground under his feet, crossing the three worlds of man, god and ghost, and the yellow spring and red dust wrapped around this body, making this Taoist person more prominent.

But if you look closely, it's just an ordinary place, standing in the world.

It's like an old Taoist who can't walk anymore!

What kind of state is this?!

What kind of person is this?!

The old green cow watched the real and illusory pictures constantly intertwined in front of him, and couldn't help but fall into it, unconsciously his face was pale, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and he saw the white-haired Taoist take a few steps forward again, and the charm around him became more and more majestic.

The breath rises above the firmament.

Faintly turned into purple gas, this purple gas loomed, luxurious and extraordinary.

The old green cow saw that the person in front of him was in his own realm too high and too thick, and he came into being, and he was on the road that should be robbed, and he only walked out in one step, and the momentum came out, which was earth-shattering, but this way, there was a loss in the end, he had seen the Taishang preaching, had watched the ancient heroes, and his eyesight was extraordinary, and at this moment he was blessed to the soul, and said:

"No confusion, where are you going?"

The white-haired old man looked back slightly sideways, his eyes looked peaceful, as if he was waiting for the old green cow to speak.

The old green cow said: "I'll take you with me!" ”

He took a few steps forward, transformed into a very handsome and tall green ox, a body of fur, able to resist wind and thunder, two horns pointed to the sky, like two war spears, the four hooves under his feet were as black as black jade, and his eyes were sharp, and he immediately pulsated his steps, stepped forward, and leaned down.

The white-haired old man said gently: "There is Uncle Lao Niu." ”

He got up and sat on the back of the old green cow.

Rumble!!!

The old green cow's body suddenly sank downward, and in an instant there seemed to be an unparalleled weight pressed down, the old green cow's face was solemn, his pupils contracted, and at that moment, he almost felt that the world had collapsed and blackened, and the old man with white hair seemed to have come to the end of his life, but it seemed to be countless times heavier than Mount Tai, Kunlun Mountain, and Mount Meru combined!

He was like—

Carry up a whole world!

The old Qingniu who has been practicing since the primeval years and following the Taoist Ancestor Taishang, I don't know how many panaceas I have knocked over the years, and how many pan peach fairy wine I have eaten, feel that the cultivation of my own true monarch peak is like a void.

Can't even carry it alone!

My legs are shaking!

The white-haired old man seemed to sense the difficulty of the old green cow, lowered his eyes, and said gently: "Is it heavy?" If it's too heavy, do you want me to come down and walk by myself? ”

"No, it's okay."

The old green cow's legs trembled, but he gritted his teeth and persevered, I don't know why, how many years of this practice has been, in the primeval era, it was almost a true monarch, and then until now, several catastrophes, countless years, the cultivation has not improved at all, but at this time, I feel a kind of echo in the dark.

Good luck!

Incomparable, perhaps a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

It's coming!

The old green cow's eyes were hot, and he carried the old Taoist on his back and walked through this world step by step.

…………………

Ximen Dachong, whose temples have turned white, told about his understanding of the Great Road, surrounded by more than a dozen young people, all of whom looked solemn and serious, and listened fascinated, after all, Ximen Dachong in front of him is one of the masters of the Legalists, of course, he is not a great character, and he has no great talent.

When I was young, I practiced seriously, caught up with the good time of the master's preaching, worked hard, achieved something, broke through to the congenital Yiqi, and then got to know each other with my childhood sweetheart, became my own son, and grew old together, this is already an extremely happy and incomparably happy life.

A higher level of realm, hindered by their own talent, hindered by the wrong road that they have walked, after all, it is like a flower in the mirror, the moon in the water is generally out of reach, Ximen Dachong is now over sixty years old, no longer a young and immature teenager, not a high-spirited youth, in this era, Tianshou can also be one hundred and twenty years old, it can also be considered to be close to the state of the elderly.

His beard was gray.

Here we are preaching to young people, teaching the basics, just as they were before.

His expression was calm and unsmiling, so these young disciples were actually a little in awe of him, but when Ximen Dachong was talking about the Tao rhyme to a very profound and subtle point today, he suddenly heard a burst of shouting on the road not far away.

At first, I didn't care, but the sound was endless.

Keep coming.

Ximen Dachong frowned slightly, and said to the disciple listening to the sermon next to him: "Let's go and see, how can the pure land of the Nine Monuments be so noisy?" Let's persuade them first. ”

"Yes."

After the disciple had bowed, he went to see it.

Ximen Dachong continued.

But after a while, the disciple rushed over with a bright color in his eyes, screaming, and the joy on his face could not be controlled, and he scolded Simon Dachong, saying: "You are the one who practices the way of the Dharma, and everything in the world should have a law, why do you act like this?!" ”

The disciple gasped for breath, facing the master's reprimand in the past, I am afraid that his face had already turned pale, and he didn't dare to refute it, but at this moment, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Master, master!" ”

Simon said, "I'm here." ”

"No, not Simon!"

The disciple gasped for breath before getting up.

Turning around, he bowed deeply in the direction of the nine stone tablets and said, "It's that master." ”

Smack!

The surrounding disciples all heard a chaotic sound, as if something had fallen to the ground, and turned their heads to see that the teacher's jade slip had fallen to the ground, with gray hair, and Ximen Dachong, who was already as old as a jiazi, rushed forward as when he was young, and the white of his sideburns rose and pushed away the crowd in front of him.

His eyes widened and his heart beat rapidly, he took a step forward, and walked quickly forward, in a trance, as if he had returned to the time of his youth, and when he was young, he walked through the streets without people, and saw the moat flowing slowly in the remote part of the capital, and the river lamps floated away on the river, as if there was a sky dome.

That night as a young man was always in his dreams.

He finally crashed into the crowd in front of him, as if he had turned around as a young man.

The wind of his youth was blowing on his face, and the sounds around him seemed to leave him.

Seeing the Master, the huge and handsome green ox walked on the road step by step.

The once radiant master has been old, the white hair has fallen, the wooden hairpin is bound, the expression is gentle, Ximen Dachong looked at the old man's white hair, his eyes were stunned, at this time he found out, it turned out that in his own eyes, in the eyes of the hundred schools of thought, the master of the year has never been old.

will always be the jade crown and black hair under the stone stele, the appearance of the rich and handsome, and the eternal youth.

Always be in front of them to show the way.

It turned out that the master was already so old.

Originally

The back that once opened the way in front and sheltered from the wind and rain is already so old and weak, and he is about to leave.

Simon was stunned for a long time, suppressed the sorrow that was surging in his heart, bowed his hand, and said softly:

"Master."

The sound was slight, but like a great wave.

Because it's not just one person.

The wind blew through the world, and on both sides of this road, there were people like Simon Dachong, white-haired old men, and the disciples looked at the majestic or fierce masters saluting, and they saw a sad and reverent look on the faces of the teachers, and they looked at the old figures.

This is the Master's Master.

This road is flanked by people who have given it away.

Silence, speechless.

They raised their heads and looked at the old man's back, and suddenly they had a strange feeling.

This may be the last time they will see the Master.

Master, the man who is like a dragon and a god, is going to leave after all.

Ximen Dachong subconsciously said: "Master! ”

The green cow stopped, and the old man lowered his eyes.

Everything in the world is stagnant, without the slightest sound.

Simon said, "Master, can we still listen to your preaching?" ”

At this time, he seemed to be still a young man back then, with longing in his eyes, and in front of him, it seemed that he was still the master who was as rich as jade in the world that night when the stars roared in the world.

The old man smiled gently and replied:

"There will be once."

And the last time.

Ximen Dachong's heart was sad and joyful, and finally the joy that could still hear the avenue was swallowed up by the incomparable sadness, and the green cow walked forward, and met the Taoist Mingxin who came out of the palace, as if cause and effect seemed to be fate, he came out of here, and the old man came from the other side, and the last encounter on this road was just right.

Mingxin raised his head, looked at the old man, and said, "Uncle Shi......"

The old man looked at the grieving juniors and said gently, "Come with me." ”

"Yes."

The Mingxin Daoist, who had experienced the severe pain of losing his best friend, saluted lightly, stood aside, and pulled the green ox, while the handsome man [Yin] stared at the old Taoist, at this time, his forehead was beating, and there was a faint feeling of severe pain, as if there were pictures about to emerge from his mind.

This is......?!!

[Yin] held his forehead, snorted because of the severe pain, and then came to his senses and stared at the old man.

He seemed to sense some kind of opportunity, so he also subconsciously stepped forward and followed the old man.

Qingniu walked at a steady pace, far away from the world, Ximen Dachong's heart could not contain the sorrow, he took half a step forward, and then stopped, just shook the sleeve robe, saluted deeply, and said: "Send the master!" ”

The people who had witnessed this Jiazi naturally saluted, and then the disciples, they opened their mouths in unison and said those three words, but it was as if the whole world was saying goodbye to the old man who brought the legend of this Jiazi, and said-

"Send the Master!"

It's this send-off.

The old man was gray-haired and did not look back.

The speed of the green ox became faster and faster, faster and faster, and finally left the capital.

Outside the customs –

Sixteen Buddhas knock in a row, break through, in the case of losing the block, no one can resist the Buddha here, the power of the sixteen Buddhas is incomparably majestic, vast and majestic, now there are two roads, one is to escape into the world from a remote and hidden place, and the other choice is naturally to take the big road, enter in a dignified manner.

[Nan Wu Shanle is free to sound bright and bright] said: "I was humiliated outside the gate before, and now I should naturally go to the big pass!" Walk into the world with dignity and dignity to announce the coming of my Buddha! ”

"This pass was originally guarded by tens of thousands of male soldiers, but now they are all gone, and the mighty king Li Zhai is not here, who can stop me and others?"

"The Dharma is walking in the world, who can stop it?!"

"Who can beat me?!"

This pass is majestic and unique, because in the valley, the deep danger is like a letter and gets its name. From the east of the mountain, west to Tongjin, the common name of Hangu, known as the natural risk, the number is - Hangu Pass! ”

Sixteen Buddhas knock on the gate!

The arrogance is like a rainbow, and the light of the Buddha is revealed.

The Hangu gate was broken, narrow as a dragon, the road ahead, no soldiers, but a slight pause, heard the subtle sound of the bell along the wind, the previous all the way to break through the entry, the majestic Buddha's footsteps for some reason, the previous Buddha light that almost filled the entire world was stagnant.

You can't move forward even half an inch.

So the Buddhas were stunned, and the eyes of the Buddhas fell together.

The sound of the bell drew closer.

At the end of their sight, they saw a green ox with an old Taoist sitting on its back.

That's all,

So the Buddha's light stopped.

This volume ends at the end, it is difficult to write, it is estimated that the remaining two more will be a little later today, everyone can go to bed early, and look at it.

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