The white-haired young man fell into deep thought, the old peasant whistled into the distance, as if calling to the goshawk, and in the sea of clouds, a great black bird flew by, so great that it could not be described in words, and the nine-colored deer raised its head and held its head high, and emitted fire and light that illuminated everything.

The white-haired young man looked at the butterfly, and suddenly saw a blank water, among which there was also a butterfly flying, and at the same time, there was a boy in a white robe and a golden fur.

The same white hair, the same white eyebrows, the black fish carried him, and the boy seemed to be asleep, and the seven-colored butterfly vibrated its wings, so that the white butterfly was gone, including the illusion created by this creation.

The white-haired young man was very surprised and looked at the old peasant, who looked into the landscape, and there was a fish kite fluttering up and landing on his shoulder.

"I know that butterfly, I know that child, he is my apprentice, the first enlightened human being. ”

The white-haired young man remembered a lot of things at once, so he stood up suddenly, and the old peasant was slightly surprised: "Do you remember clearly? If it is really clear and understood, then you can no longer stay here." ”

"Of course, this is true for you, because you are one of the supreme beings, and you have entered here from the true realm, and you are trapped, not detached nor dead, so your clarity, for us, is ignorance. ”

The white-haired young man looked at him, "What do you mean?"

Old Peasant: "The dead and the transcendent are awake in the Fuli Realm, but you are the trapped and disturbed, and you have no intention of coming here from the True Realm, you will not die, so it is not clear here, your true spirit has recovered, and you can still stay here, but now, you say that you remember it completely, then you should leave." ”

"What's your name?"

The old farmer asked, and the white-haired young man responded: "Li Bichen." ”

"Hmm... Li Pichen, this Li, is the wood plus the son, the wood is the east, for the yang, the east is the origin of the light of the sky, so it is the son of the sky, Pi, is the king, is also the Yi, dust, is the small plus the earth, all living beings in the world, bustling, all the saints in the sky, come and go, but the foot, even if it is vast and boundless, really belongs to oneself, but only six feet three inches. ”

"It's really a small soil, so green dust is dust, yellow dust is dust, and red dust is dust. ”

Old Peasant: "There are lovers, ruthless people, half-lovers, non-people, no matter who they are, they are all standing on this six-foot-3-inch loess platform, whether it is a great sage or a mortal, and what is the name of this earth platform.....?"

"Xuanyuan Terrace. ”

Li Bichen listened to the old farmer's words, and the latter seemed to be a little interested: "Everyone has a Xuanyuan platform, this is the place where the footsteps fall, and whenever it falls, this platform rises in the dust." ”

"Many people know that they are just standing in the dust of six feet and three inches, but few people understand the name of this platform, and no one can see it specifically. ”

"Everyone stood on this platform, step by step, and the platform also rose step by step, so all beings went to the other side from the long river of years, and the great sages moved Xuanyuan Platform to the shore, but all living beings did not, so they either stepped on it, or carried it, and took this earth platform to move forward in the river with difficulty. ”

"Move the Xuanyuan platform ashore, which will not be injured by the blade of the years, but the sword of time will still fall, so you have to jump off the platform, or.... Fly up. ”

"The current of the past has passed, but the future is constantly changing, the dispute between Muddy and Taiyi will not end, the great sages are walking on the shore with Xuanyuan on their backs, the true ones have flown into the sky without being contaminated with dust, and the ancient immortals tried to be opportunistic and were caught by Taiyi, so they were punished the most severely in ancient times. ”

When the old farmer said this, he felt that he was a little off-topic, so he laughed: "I just said it so casually, you should just listen to my babble before leaving, and you don't have to go to your heart." ”

"It's just that I heard your name and thought of a lot of things, in fact, it was just me who forcibly contacted you. ”

The old farmer waved his hand, and Li Bichen said: "There are many stories in people's names, and if you want to solve them, even the most ordinary Zhang San and Li Si can tell the difference." ”

The old farmer put his hoe on the ground and shaved it: "You are right, some things just depend on personal understanding. ”

"The oldest Xuanyuan Terrace is in the Xuanyuan Hill, which is the equivalent of the Fuli Realm. ”

Li Pichen: "Qingqing World is also the same place as Fuli Realm. ”

The old peasant shook his head: "It's different, it's different! Qingqing World, that place is a place of refuge for misery, how can it be compared with the original Fuli Realm? It's just a child, and the Fuli Realm is like the sun in the prime of life, there is too much difference between this. ”

Li Bichen raised his head, the clouds and mist here began to gather, the original sun's rays spilled through the gaps in the clouds, and the clouds carried light rain, this strange scenery dyed the mountains and rivers with golden glow, very majestic.

But now, the light was obscured, and there seemed to be thunder.

Li Bichen looked at his feet, and at this time, an earthen platform rose up.

"I saw Xuanyuan Terrace. ”

Li Bichen opened his mouth to the old farmer, and the latter said: "Then this is naturally very good, you can see a little bit of the road ahead, in other words, you can find a little trace of time in the dust, and if you stand taller, you have to look farther." ”

Li Pichen: "In the sixty years of the world, the Fuli Realm is only six days, I am seriously injured, wrapped in the flames of the sky, and I have already touched the boundary between the supreme man and the saint. ”

Old farmer: "Fuli Wuxiang, you have obtained the supreme Tao from here, yes, I see that you have been in a daze for sixty years, but I didn't expect that you can really understand this kind of Tao and Fa." ”

Li Bichen: "This is the Fa, I don't need this supreme way." ”

Old farmer: "That's the truth, it's naturally supreme for others, but for you Taishang, it's naturally not needed." ”

Li Bichen: "Yes, Fuli has no appearance, thank you seniors, then I will accept it." ”

Outside the body, there are three rays of light rising, the first represents the hybrid element of creation, the second represents the dreamy dream of marriage, and the third is not a quiet light.

It was a pure white, Taishang Fa wrapped in the fire of the sky, an unknown light that had fallen from the emperor's hometown.

This method is called "Emperor of Heaven"!

It represents the eternal and unchanging Emperor of Heaven!

The old farmer was only slightly surprised when he saw this scene, but he was not particularly shocked.

"To the man has no self, so the emperor forgets his feelings, the god has no merit, so he marries the dream of the heart, and the saint has no name, so he uses the hand of the mixed yuan to support the universe and create all things. ”

"There is no phase, and the three are one. ”

The three shadows manifested behind Li Bichen, but this time, the three Dao shadows, or the three self and the three supreme, had a new change because of the arrival of the Heavenly Emperor's law.

What is the Emperor of Heaven?

The respect of the gods, the saint of all beings, commands the heavens, also looks at the world, the power of the heavens, the authority of the heavens, and the law!

Under the Emperor of Heaven, even if he is a great sage, he should be prostrate!

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