Mo He originally planned to travel in the starry sky for a while, but when he really traveled in the starry sky, it didn't take much time, and it only took about three months in total, and the two of them returned to Xianyuntian.

The main reason why he came back so soon was that Mohe overestimated the restoration of the starry sky by various clans.

In the original starry sky, there were countless meteorites and stars, large and small, among which all kinds of tiny stars, not only ordinary stones, but also various other stars, such as water vapor or flames, or a cloud of ice crystals and other materials.

Swimming in the starry sky and appreciating these wonderful tiny stars is a very interesting experience in itself, and carefully exploring the formation of these stars can give you some insights.

But in today's starry sky, although the number of meteorites and stars has recovered some through the efforts of various races, compared to the past, it is completely incomparable, and there are no stars with special materials that can be viewed.

Although all races have sent some tiny stars and meteorite fragments back to the starry sky, each race has its own selfishness, and those precious star cores, as well as the materials contained in the stars, will of course be put away separately, so there will be so few stars sent back.

As for those stars with special materials, this can't be blamed on the races, because when those stars fall, they are already doomed to destruction.

If the starry sky wants to restore the starry sky as it once was, I am afraid that this process will take a long time before it can be restored to its former appearance without the intervention of external forces.

In this way, the time originally planned to be spent on the road was suddenly unnecessary, and Mo He simply took it without worry, through the spatial crack, to reach the place he wanted to go, which undoubtedly saved a lot of time.

And now the power of the human race in the starry sky is also in the reconstruction and digestion of the benefits of the first war of the spirit race, most of the stars where people live, everyone is busy, Mo He travels with no worries, and can only take a cursory look.

But despite this, after more than three months and a worry-free return, I still feel that I have gained a lot of knowledge.

In fact, it is not only worry-free, even Mo He himself is quite touched when he sees the new things that continue to appear in the human race today.

War may be something that most living beings will not like, but after a war, the impact on the development process of civilization cannot be ignored.

Especially after the First World War, when a lot of gains have been made, it can improve the overall strength by leaps and bounds.

At present, the human race is in this period of increasing overall strength, and this rapid growth of overall strength will continue for a long time before all the gains obtained from the spirit race are completely digested.

Returning to their own dojo, Mo He and Wuwu returned to a peaceful cultivation life again, practicing every day as before, and living a peaceful and fulfilling life.

In such a peaceful and fulfilling cultivation life, one would also become insensitive to the passage of time, and in the blink of an eye, another two years would have passed.

At the end of the morning class of the new day, after reciting the Taoist scriptures, Wu Wu did not continue his cultivation as before, but stood beside Mo He, watching Mo He wave his hand and put out the table again.

The things on this table are almost no different from what they used to be, the only thing that has changed is that the stack of paper on the table that has been full of words, compared with the dozens of pages that used to be thin, now at least hundreds of sheets have been piled up, and the thickness has increased by at least two or three times.

Originally, Mo He thought that after he came back, it wouldn't take long for the Taoist scripture he had compiled to come out, but the result was that when he wanted to write down the manuscript and really organize it into a Taoist scripture, he found that it seemed that the content he wrote was still a little insufficient.

It wasn't until now, two years later, and Mo He wrote more content, that he finally had a feeling that he could really end.

This stems from his mysterious and mysterious feeling, which lets Mo He know that he is finally going to succeed, so Wu Wu will stand beside Mo He today, waiting for Mo He to finish the final writing.

Lifting the pen on the table, Mo He began to pick up what he had written before and continued to write.

“...... The extremes of things must be reversed, the poles of life and death turn, and the rotation takes degrees, what is the degree?

Mo He wrote this last sentence on the paper, and then immediately withdrew the pen, staring at the paper in front of him for a moment, as if carefully considering whether the last sentence he wrote was a suitable word.

At this moment, Mo He's feeling in his heart is a little subtle, there is not only a sense of satisfaction that is finally completed, but also an unending unwillingness.

Mo He knew that there was nothing wrong with his last sentence, which also meant that his work of compiling the Taoist Sutra had indeed come to an end this time.

He is also very clear that the Tao Sutra compiled by himself has not yet reached the level of perfection, and the content written in it is fundamentally in the Tao that he has comprehended, and there are still some flaws in some places, compared to the Tao Sutra such as "Taishi Sutra" and "Taisu Sutra", there are still some gaps, and compared to the "Yi Dao Sutra" handed down by Taiyi Daozu himself, it is still far behind.

This gap made him feel a little unwilling, but at the same time, he also understood that at this stage, he could do this step, which was already the limit, and if he continued to force it, there would be no results.

Thinking of this, Mo He's heart was relieved, put the pen in his hand aside, Mo He took a deep breath, and a kind of realization rose in his heart at this moment.

"Everything is defective, how can everything be perfect, and it is precisely because of the existence of this defect that people will pursue perfection more and more, so they will continue to make progress!"

Perfection itself is a non-existent thing, nothing is truly perfect, and this imperfection is a balance and a part of the Tao.

Recognizing his own imperfections, he will pursue perfection and progress, which is not an act of seeking the truth.

And after this realization rose in his heart, Mo He picked up the pen on the side again, took out one from the pile of manuscripts, turned the few sentences originally written in it into nothingness, and added a few new sentences to it.

After writing these words, Mo He put the pen aside again, which meant that he really stopped revising.

Worry-free watched Mo He's movements on the side, and when Mo He put down the pen again, Worry-free clearly felt that the breath on Mo He's body was slightly released, making his body sink and feel a great pressure on his body.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Wu saw Mo He's sleeve robe wave, and the pile of manuscripts stacked on the table flew up with his action, neatly arranged in the air.

A total of hundreds of manuscripts were neatly arranged at this time, and every word written on each piece of paper seemed to light up with golden light, as if it had come to life.

At this moment, Sanssouci heard voices sounding one after another, as if there were hundreds of people, and at the same time reciting the contents of these papers, all the voices were mixed together, but he couldn't hear any words clearly, so he could only look up and look at them.

Mo He's gaze also swept over the pieces of paper, the contents of which took him several years, after repeated scrutiny, and careful pondering word by word, were finally written.

Mo He glanced at these contents again, and what he saw was not just a sentence written on paper, but also his own comprehension and elaboration of the Dao, and a summary of all his experiences after embarking on the path of cultivation.

Mo He's eyes swept over every page, and he read every word written on it very carefully, and did not leave any behind.

After that, Mo He's mind moved, and all the papers floating in front of him began to become illusory, as if they were about to disappear, and the words written on the paper became more and more clear because the paper became illusory.

When the pages of paper disappeared completely, only the words he wrote were left floating in front of Mo He, which were still clearly left in the air, and those words seemed to be inspired by a magical power, so that those carefree people on the side could also feel a bit mysterious.

These words floating in the air soon seemed to come to life and began to change their positions, basically between sentences, and rarely changed between words.

Carefree watched intently from the sidelines, firmly watching all this in front of him, and a kind of expectation faintly rose in his heart.

In the past few years when Mo He began to compile the Taoist scriptures, the manuscripts he wrote have a total of tens of thousands of words, although each sentence is a small word, which contains some truth, but this does not mean that all the content can be used.

To compile a Taoist scripture, the number of words does not have to be so much, generally a few thousand words are enough, of course, the number of words is not a big problem, what needs to be avoided is the repetitive content, and some sentences that may make people misunderstand before and after, if you can refine some of the meanings, it would be great.

What Mo He is doing now is to write, refine and eliminate the contents he has written, and finally form his own Taoist scriptures.

This is the last step in his compilation of the Taoist Sutra, and it is also the most important step in completing this work.

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