The perspective of the young Taoist is also Gu Qing's, he seems to be looking everywhere, but every word spoken by the Taishi Dao Ancestor turned into a trickle, precipitated in the heart of the young Taoist, and Gu Qing shared this memory.

Most of the immortals frowned, and there was no one to smile, which shows how obscure and difficult the content of the Taishi Dao Ancestor is.

In the end, the perspective of the young Daoist fell on the Taishi Dao Ancestor.

I still can't see my face clearly, but I feel that it is the beginning of everything, and I can transform all things into Senluo, and I don't care about the eyes of the young Taoist.

Later, Gu Qing chuckled when he heard it.

This was issued by the young Taoist.

Taishi Dao Ancestor stopped preaching, his eyes fell on the young Taoist, the bell sounded, the initial clear, then the vicissitudes, the back and the low, and finally confused, indescribable.

When the immortals looked at the Taishi Dao Ancestor again, they found that the Dao Ancestor had left.

Some immortals blamed: "Why did Shaoyang Jun despise Teacher Taishi, so much so that he made the teacher angry and left." ”

The young Taoist looked at him and smiled slightly: "Brother Taishi Daoist has preached once for three thousand years, and there have been three thousand times so far, you have not made a mistake or omission once, there should be a harvest, it has already been there, if there is no harvest, it is not bad this time, why blame me." ”

The immortal was choked by the young Taoist, and was about to refute, but was pulled by the immortal next to him.

"Shaoyang Jun is the vitality of the Qingyang Dao people, and even the Golden Immortal Dao Ancestor has to give him three points, not to mention that we wait, don't worry about him. ”

The fairy listened to the advice and departed.

The immortals scattered.

The huge dojo was scattered in a blink of an eye, and only Shaoyangjun was left, clear and lonely, indescribable.

Shaoyangjun didn't feel that he had done anything wrong, and walked to the position where the Taishi Dao Ancestor was sitting before, and actually preached by himself.

He opened his mouth and said: "Brother Taishi Dao is talking about the Mixed Yuan Dao Fruit, this is the cultivation of the Golden Immortal and above, he has worked hard, but where can others understand." I'm going to talk about something superficial. ”

There was no one in front of Shaoyangjun, and if there was someone next to him, he would definitely be surprised.

Gu Qing was a little surprised, but he felt that Shaoyangjun was talking to him.

Gu Qing didn't have time to think about it, the true sound of the Great Dao slowly came out of Shaoyang Jun's mouth, like spring thunder, which made Gu Qing naturally startled in his heart, and he fell into a trance.

Shaoyangjun is talking about the cultivation of the Yuan Shen, but this Yuan Shen practice starts from Cheng Yuan Shen and points directly to the realm of the Golden Immortal, Gu Qing still heard it very clearly at the beginning, but after talking about Tianxian Taiyi, it made Gu Qing feel a sense of contradiction in his heart, because many of the content in it is very contradictory to what Shaoyang Jun said at the beginning, and some of the content is completely different from each other.

If you follow the previous practice, then the later practice will be very contradictory, and if you think about the later practice, the previous practice will also be very wrong.

Shaoyangjun didn't explain, just said to himself.

Gu Qing could only listen attentively, and he didn't know how long it would take, and suddenly, Gu Qing heard a rumbling thunder, and what Shaoyang Jun said was like a sharp axe splitting Gu Qing's Dao heart, and Gu Qing's memories came to his heart for thousands of lifetimes.

The different lives have come one after another, and there are countless different "Gu Qing" and different "me".

But these different selves have one thing in common, and that is authenticity.

Each one is "Gu Qing".

Gu Qing's soul can't help but be immersed in every life, there are laughter, tears, parting, reunion, every life has its shining point, and it is also the trace that Gu Qing once left.

"All kinds of pasts, all kinds of pasts, can you give them all away?" Gu Qing's Dao heart rose with a torture.

In all fairness, he is unwilling to give up the experience of this life, because it is close, so profound, but many lives ago, he also had deep, unforgettable experiences, should these be discarded?

Now he has forgotten, and that is also because of the years.

If a long period of time passes, the cherished memories in front of you are just a jar of old wine, and if you miss more, you will be less and less like drinking.

If it is dusty, it will be no different from those deep memories of the past.

"No, you can't. This is Gu Qing's answer.

The suffering and laughter of the past have made Gu Qing what he is now, if there is no this, there is no Gu Qing now.

The dust can be washed to make it clearer, but how can it be discarded?

Meng Po soup is a cloth that wipes the dust of the mirror in the heart.

But what if the mirror is dust-free?

I don't have to wipe it.

"No, you can't. ”

Gu Qing replied more firmly and forcefully.

In Gu Qing's Dao heart, countless I turned into stars, and suddenly they were bright, sprinkling glow, and those countless glows suddenly condensed and condensed into Gu Qing.

The suffering of the past has made Gu Qing the present, but there is not only suffering in the past.

Gu Qing suddenly had a sense of yang and harmony in his heart, he was only a little conscious now, but he also felt warm, Gu Qing suddenly realized that every self in thousands of lifetimes of reincarnation has a trace of his nature.

Shaoyangjun's cultivation method is not contradictory, but it is not to cultivate with oneself.

Countless different things come together, and it is Vientiane Senluo.

The Tao is harmonious but different, and the demon is the same but not harmonious.

Therefore, people in the Demon Path will kill each other, even if they have the same philosophy.

The young Taoist suddenly disappeared, and Gu Qing left the dojo.

The gloomy demonic qi was attacking the yang qi that enveloped Gu Qing's last bit of consciousness. It's like an eggshell is about to break. Gu Qing was fearless and fearless.

The Yang and Harmony Qi of the Nine Shao Dingyin Sword was finally consumed by the demonic energy.

Gu Qing's last bit of consciousness was naked in front of the demonic qi.

At the same time, a demonic will that transcends the ages, is self-respecting, and self-conscious appears, as long as Gu Qing accepts this demonic will, he can enter the demon from the Tao, practice into a heavenly magic body, and run rampant between this heaven and earth, and come and go freely.

It's a temptation that's hard to refuse.

The vast majority of monks in the world, when faced with this temptation, are afraid that they will not be able to control themselves, and will give up and continue to practice hard.

It is really too difficult and too difficult to refuse such an opportunity to reach the sky.

Gu Qing gave up!

He passed up the opportunity.

The demonic qi seemed to sense Gu Qing's intentions, and turned into a cold and terrifying murderous aura, as if it was going to completely destroy Gu Qing.

If you can't get it, you will be destroyed, this is a common thing in the devil's way.

Gu Qing did not annihilate himself.

The "I" of the thousands of generations is like the stars, and the light gathers!

Gu Qing's remaining consciousness received these lights, and the originally destroyed Yuan Shen suddenly recame back to life and thrived at a speed visible to the naked eye.

All "I" are one.

The aura of Xuanhuang's merit was also integrated into Gu Qingyuan's spirit.

One Yang Initial Movement Combines Xuanhuang!

Gu Qing's newborn primordial spirit made a loud buzzing sound, giving birth to thunder, turning into a flash of light, and disappearing without a trace.

Even if the Demon Ancestor Dao incarnated his body, he couldn't help but be shaken by the sound of the sound, and he lost his mind for a while, losing his sense of Gu Qing.

The remnant sun was like blood in the western sky, which was occupied by a burst of golden light, and the Demon Ancestor looked at the West Sea, sneered again and again, and then scattered into black wind and sand, disappearing invisibly.

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