"I don't know if there are powerful ghosts and monsters, but both the master and the master often teach us to stick to the Dao heart, if there are demons and monsters in the world, then they are just one element in the world, and they are also in the rules of the Tao like us, since they are the same as us, then there is nothing to be afraid of, if they do not exist, then there is no need to be afraid. ”

Chen Changming, Luo Shoujun, and the two stepped on the soft and glowing ground to the depths of the valley floor, and the deeper they went, the more they could see the strange plants that lived here, most of them had broad branches and leaves, and the branches and stems were smooth and slender, without exception, almost all of them also exuded a mesmerizing and beautiful brilliance.

Chen Changming used his sword scabbard to push away the tall and strange plants that stood in front of the two of them, and in an instant, a group of tiny firefly-like things flew up and swept over the heads of the two of them.

"Dao, is it the true god that you believe in Wudang Mountain?"

Although the scene at the bottom of the valley was full of weirdness, it was colorful and dreamy, and Chen Changming didn't seem to be disgusted by being held by one arm tightly, and the two walked for a while Luo Shoujun had gradually relaxed, and even began to enjoy those strange scenery.

"No, the mountain is dedicated to Emperor Zhenwu. ”

Chen Changming took Luo Shoujun and continued to move forward, and the vegetation began to become denser and denser when he arrived here, and the air was humid, and it was much warmer than above the abyss.

"Emperor Zhenwu, is there such an immortal? All the tribes in our southern Xinjiang are the descendants of the great god Fuxi and the great god Nuwa, they are the creator gods, and we are the people of the gods. ”

Luo Shoujun didn't hear much about the Xishu people in Qiyuan when he was dealing with the Xishu people, but there was one thing that made Luo Shoujun feel quite dissatisfied, it seems that they don't have a firm belief like the people of Southern Xinjiang, among them the scholars all believe in the words of the master, and the practitioners all take the founding patriarch of their own sect as the criterion, which sounds too chaotic, unlike the case in Southern Xinjiang, the two great gods of Fuxi and Nuwa are omniscient and omnipotent, both creating everything and dominating everything.

"It's not a fairy—"

Chen Changming thought about the story about the Zhenwu Emperor that his master told him before, and after thinking about it, it seemed that the Zhenwu Emperor was not an immortal, even if he was indeed more like the kind of immortal with the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth in people's impressions, but he still retained his human origin.

"We don't seem to have a special worship for a certain person, and the worship of the True Martial Emperor is only because of our respect for him, not because we need him to give us some guidance, so I don't know if you will understand-"

"Don't need the guidance of the true God?"

Luo Shoujun felt that it was really incredible, everything in the clan had to be sacrificed by the elders to listen to the guidance of the great god Fuxi Nuwa.

"Without God's guidance, how can you be right or wrong?"

Luo Shoujun continued to ask, she didn't think that anyone could live without being guided by God.

"We have rules, scholars have the rules of scholars, practitioners have rules of practitioners, this kind of rules can be put forward by a certain sage out of morality, out of kindness, for example, scholars often say that I am three provinces of my body, that is, Confucius to himself and his disciples, I hope to reflect on whether there is a mistake or deficiency every day, and then correct, and the rules of our Wudang Mountain, generally look at whose fist is big, the master and the uncle in charge of the fist are big, we listen to them, in the senior brothers, my fist is big, they listen to me。 ”

Then Chen Changming paused again, as if he felt that this explanation was a bit one-sided.

"Of course, we also have a sage, who is the Taoist ancestor, the Taoist ancestor advocates self-cultivation and does not compete with others, he is very knowledgeable and respected, and even the Confucian saint Confucius has consulted the Taoist ancestor many times. ”

"Also alone?"

"Yes, it's human, too. ”

"But—I mean, if you come across something that you don't understand, or don't know how to do at all, don't you have a prophet of the gods who can guide you?"

Luo Shoujun still didn't give up asking, she actually wanted to hear about the two gods of Fuxi and Nuwa from Chen Changming's mouth, in her education, Fuxi and Nuwa are the ancestors and prophets of everyone, and everyone should worship and sacrifice.

"If we really have doubts, we tend to understand, observe, and learn in person, and everything has a way, and what we understand in our lifetime is only a drop in the bucket, and it would be nice to have a peaceful mind. ”

"Okay—"

never heard Chen Changming say anything that Luo Shoujun recognized, and Luo Shoujun finally chose to give up and not ask again.

As for what Chen Changming said, Luo Shoujun still didn't understand what it was, there would be such a great power that could make people abandon their beliefs.

After walking through the dense flora, the eyes of the two suddenly opened up, but the scene in front of them was even more surprising.

Dense vegetation encloses this place, and the depression that is enclosed gathers a transparent green water surface, and there are a little water droplets floating on the water surface without a trace of wrinkles, and those round water droplets are like night pearls, which are particularly beautiful on the water surface.

In the middle of the water grows a stout banyan tree, the intertwined rhizomes are deeply rooted in the soil under the water, the branches and leaves are luxuriant, this banyan tree alone covers most of the water, the reflection of the banyan tree on the water surface is particularly clear, as if the two worlds meet on this water surface anyway.

"There's someone in that tree—"

Looking through the water, Luo Shoujun saw that there seemed to be a human figure on the trunk of the banyan tree, but it was not very clear that it was entwined by the winding trunk.

Chen Changming also noticed the thing on the trunk of the banyan tree, and he spared it along the water's edge, and the thing on the trunk completely appeared in the eyes of the two.

"Oh, God bless—"

Seeing the things on the tree clearly, Luo Shoujun couldn't believe it at all, her heart seemed to be taken away, and her hands covered her mouth tightly.

"Do you know that person?"

Seeing Luo Shoujun's reaction, Chen Changming asked.

"That's the first emperor of the Feng clan. ”

After trying to calm down, Luo Shoujun even began to choke up a little, she couldn't have imagined that the former emperor of the Feng Clan, who had been missing for decades, was actually at the bottom of the valley under the altar of Weiming Mountain, and he was still like this.

Because she was entangled by the branches of the banyan tree, she didn't see it clearly for a while, on the thick trunk, there was a beautiful woman with red hair, her whole body seemed to be wrapped in the trunk of the banyan tree, her hands were separated and held high by something, the whole body showed a cross, and the head wearing the crown hung forward, Luo Shoujun recognized the crown.

This strange and inexplicable scene reminded Chen Changming of some kind of sacrifice he had seen in the book.

"Wait a minute!"

Chen Changming was still thinking about what that kind of sacrifice was, and Luo Shoujun on the side had already run out.