Chapter 1182: The Great Wilderness - Why Did You Really Fall into the Realm of Delusion (4)
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"Kunlun..... Taishang Kunlun ....."
Gongsun Yao felt this power in the yellow mud seal, and eight people had already fought with Kunlun, and she appeared from the yellow mud seal and appeared beside Ning Tingge.
"I'm leaving. β
Her words were brief, and she looked at Ren Tianshu at the same time.
Ren Tianshu's expression was not good-looking, he frowned, and said to Gongsun Yao: "Kunlun's power is still rising, as if it is a bottomless abyss, and there is no end in sight. β
"Are you scared?"
Gongsun Yao looked at him quietly, Ren Tianshu was silent for a while, and said: "What if you are afraid, what if you are not afraid?"
"The calamity that should be crossed still has to be crossed, but it's a pity that a drop of yin and yang essence blood that I finally refined seems to be consumed in this battle. β
Ren Tianshu looked at her: "How did the seniors pass?"
Gongsun Yao didn't respond, just glanced into the distance, and then, an eternal yellow sky covered the sea.
The universe is distorted, and there is a soul floating in Vientiane, like a netherworld but not a netherworld, just in the blink of an eye, I saw the far away land of the wild hills.
The four swords of Zhuxian moved the heavens and the earth, and at this time, the scenery outside the Qiankun changed, Ning Tingge and Ren Tianshu were brought here, and Gongsun Yao looked at the distant direction, and in the surprised gaze of the digital Taishang, he turned forward into a figure.
And Taishang Kunlun looked up and saw her as well.
"Fellow Daoist, long time no see. β
Kunlun laughed.
"You're finally willing to die. β
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Lingwei Palace.
The young man in white stood at the threshold of the palace, looking at the direction of the field from afar, his body was still illusory, floating with white smoke clouds, as if a gust of wind would blow him away from the world completely.
Red butterflies flutter in the courtyard, but at some point, they suddenly mix in with the big white butterflies.
fluttering, flapping his wings, and dancing with the red butterfly, the young man in white turned his head and looked at the white butterfly commanding the red butterfly flock with great surprise.
The latter fluttered and landed on the stone statue of the ancestor of the Yu people of the past dynasties, where it stayed, was a stone statue of a young man, followed by a huge white tiger.
Lu Wuchen.
"Please come down, the patriarch must not be humiliated. β
The young man in white calmly spoke to the white butterfly, which flapped its wings lightly and made an ethereal and crisp questioning sound.
"Isn't this you, how can you say it's the ancestor?"
The white butterfly was puzzled in his words, and the young man in white said: "I am me, Lu Zu is Lu Zu, I was born from Lu Zu's meaning, but I am not Lu Zu himself." β
"Trees also have a method of grafting, the banyan tree drops its branches, and turns into a small tree over the years, is this tree the original banyan tree?"
He responded, and the white butterfly was satisfied, and flew down and landed on the ground.
Transformed into another white-clothed and golden-robbed, full-haired young man.
The two teenagers face each other, and the age of the Lingwei teenager looks a little older than Nanhua.
"What are you looking for me to do?"
The young man Lingwei opened his mouth to Nanhua, and the latter laughed: "Aren't you also the remnant of the Heavenly Underworld?"
"No, it's not true, strictly speaking, I'm preaching, but you're the remnant of the heavens. β
"Because you failed, or rather, Lu Zu's predecessor failed. β
Lu Wangchen's predecessor was naturally a nameless ghost.
The Lingwei boy had no expression: "Of course I am not a remnant of the Heavenly Underworld, because I have a past and a future now, and I exist in the Lingwei Palace, although it is short, but it is indeed one of the four great beings." β
"I am an inhuman being. β
The tone of the young man Lingwei became a little meaningful: "But what about you, who is the Tao? What are you now?"
"Jumping out of the two realms of immortals, not in the four sentient beings, not in the five elements and ten types of species, it looks like a butterfly, but what is it really?"
"And it's not just what I just said..... You have changes, more, more changes that we can't see. β
Nanhua shook his head: "The Tao is the Tao, I am still me, but I only have a thousand years left to live." β
Lingwei Boy: "So, after you preached, did you feel any difference?"
Nanhua tilted his head: "Hmm..... It's different........"
He thought about it seriously and said to the young man Lingwei, "Do you want to listen to the story?"
Lingwei Youth: "Please speak." β
Nanhua graced twice:
"I was the first to be a butterfly that Master picked up on the side of the road, and because I was fortunate enough to listen to the teachings, and I didn't leave early like my kindred, so I was able to get the meaning of heaven and earth to be enlightened in the end. β
"Master asked me what way I wanted to ask for it, and I said, "What way can Master ask for?"
"Master said that in Taihua Mountain, the number of days of cultivation, the heart of heaven and the heart, and the weather, on behalf of the way of heaven and heaven, majoring in the four methods of Qiankun, are wind, rain and thunderclouds. β
"Master said that the way of the wind is upstream of the nine heavens, look down at the Youli, ride the wind and resist the air, and look at the heaven and the earth, I asked the master, can you get free, the master asked me, the so-called leisurely, what is the joy that the heart wants?"
"I said, the body is not bound by heaven and earth, the heart is not seen by all ways, only the universe, thousands of places, can swim unhindered, the god can not stop, the immortal can not follow, the demon can not come to see, look at the sky and know the wheel of the four seasons, look at the earth and know the birth of all things, man and heaven and earth are one, but detached, is a drop of rain from the sky, is a wind blowing from chaos. β
The young man Lingwei suddenly smiled: "Where does the rain come from outside the sky, how can there be wind in chaos?"
As soon as his words fell, his face suddenly changed, as if he had grasped some key point, his expression was shocked, and then he looked at Zhuang Zhou, but he was as frightened as seeing a celestial man.
"You.... Does it exist or doesn't exist?"
The young man shook his head: "Is this what the Ninth Mixed Yuan told you? Or did you come out of enlightenment by yourself? Impossible, how could you have such a transcendent thought?"
Nanhua grinned: "It's not Master, it's actually not exactly what I said, um.... Before I met Master, I was swimming in the fields and met an immortal who walked by the side of the road, and listened to him talk to Qiankun and talk to all things, and soon after, Master came. β
The young man Lingwei was shocked: "Who is this immortal? He is obviously reminding you, so that you have the capital to hear the Ninth Mixed Yuan talk, how can those other butterflies not listen, only let you understand!"
"In this way, you can form a relationship with the Ninth Mixed Yuan, and it is logical that you can push the boat with the current, follow the trend, and transform at will!
How smart he was, he straightened out the cause and effect in an instant, even though he hadn't seen the scenery thousands of years ago with his own eyes, but Nanhua exited, and roughly explained, Lingwei Young immediately grasped the key point and straightened it out.
"The Great Escape, the real Great Leisure, how many people in ancient times couldn't ask for something, but he broke it with a few words, and even let you, a butterfly, enter the gate of the Heavenly Underworld?!