Mu Sanqian honestly walked over and sat down.

An old man and a young man sit on the cliff, facing the Wudang Mountains with undulating ups and downs, showing the lush vegetation in the mountains and wilderness, and the clouds and sea of fog are unpredictable, just like a fairyland on earth.

After sitting for a long time, the old man just stared at the scenery under the cliff in a daze. Mu Sanqian felt bored after watching it for a long time, no matter how beautiful the landscape was, he would get tired of seeing too much.

"What are you looking at, old man?"

Mu Sanqian finally couldn't hold back and asked.

"Look at myself. ”

The old man replied with a happy smile.

Look at yourself? At present, there are mountains and mountains and a sea of clouds churning, where is there any self, if you look at yourself, you should not find a bronze mirror.

Mu Sanqian frowned and said that he didn't understand, the old man looked strange, and he couldn't talk about it.

"Can you see yourself in the landscape? If you want to see yourself, you shouldn't look for a bronze mirror, and you can see your reflection even if you lie on the water." ”

"The surface of the bronze mirror water, what is reflected is only the reflection of the human body, the so-called moon mirror in the water, throw a stone into it and scatter. It's just a skin and an appearance, and you can't count it. ”

The old man laughed, stroked his long black beard, and thought that when he was young, he would give up his family and leave his parents to enter the Wudang Mountain Cultivator, and then slay the demons and eliminate the demons for forty years without achieving a positive result.

If you want to say that he cultivated as the peak of the martial arts old man, he almost looked at the world at that time, and the theory of the martial arts realm in later generations was still summarized from him, and he was the first person in the realm of freedom. If you want to talk about merit, the old man has saved countless people, and it is even more difficult to measure the demons that have caused disaster to the world.

But the old man is just a line away from piercing that layer of window paper to achieve the true body of the immortal, and he can't understand it for a long time and even almost becomes a demon.

Anxious, the old man went home. It has been 40 years since I returned to my hometown, and the years have changed, and the older generation in my hometown has passed away, and no one still recognizes me.

But he never thought that his parents were still in the world, and when he heard his son come back and cried with joy, the old man naturally felt happy. Children's filial piety is their duty, and they have lost their filial piety because they are bent on seeking the truth, and they really owe too much when they think about it. The old man lived in his hometown and served his parents for a hundred years.

The old man's parents also regretted it and left the world safely.

After returning to Wudang, the old man fell into thinking, one day can not be two days, two days cannot be one month. Later, he simply sat on Nanyan, looked at the magnificent rivers and mountains of Wudang, and re-realized life.

After another three years, the old man finally realized the Great Dao and was able to become a new immortal.

"Isn't what you see in the mirror?"

Mu Sanqian was even more puzzled, in the past, he saw the queen mother and other sisters in the palace, but they all combed and painted their eyebrows and lips in the mirror, if the mirror was not himself, wouldn't the charcoal be painted on other people's faces?

"Yes and no. ”

The old man continued to smile and said, it seems that he enjoyed the meditation machine with Mu Sanqian.

"Then you can tell me, how can you know that you are yourself?"

This old man was bored, and he talked in a fog, Mu Sanqian thought to himself that if he continued to do this, then he wouldn't talk nonsense with him, there were still many places on the mountain that he hadn't been to, and it was better than guessing riddles with an old man.

"To solve this problem, you have to know why you are you. ”

"Why am I?"

"Don't worry, listen to me tell you slowly. ”

The old man traveled through the world in the first half of his life, and then realized Wudang, and the weather in his chest was thousands of words at this moment.

People are born on the ground for one life, and the parents of the body are born and received, and the name is taken according to the father's surname, and the children and grandchildren of people are this kind of one.

When you marry a wife and have children, and you are a husband and a father, it is also one of them.

Starting a family and starting a business, you are still one of the three religions and nine streams, and your identity is still one of them to others.

But these are all you in the eyes of others, ordinary people will be princes and princes, and the acquired identity is you.

I was born in a farmer's family, that is, the farmer's son, and when I grew up, I also did the work of a farmer, and I only saw the farmer as a farmer, so I thought I was a farmer, and others thought I was a farmer.

I was born as a prince and general, I studied and practiced martial arts since I was a child, and what I saw in my eyes was to protect the country and the people, so I joined the army, I think I am an official eunuch, and others also think I am an official eunuch.

There are also some people who can jump out of the restriction and change from poor to rich and from cheap to respectful, so for them, I am changing.

However, if we are detached from the category of human beings, from the perspective of all things in the world, the individual is no longer important, and all human beings as a race grow in the same way as insects, ants, birds, beasts, trees, and flowing water, and there is no distinction between high and low.

When your eyes can see all this, will your definition of yourself remain the same?

"So, more than any other living being, you know how to think best, and every experience can give you a new understanding. ”

The old man himself said that it was lively, but Mu Sanqian was dizzy and his eyelids were fighting when he heard it, and this chatter was even more powerful than that of the monk master.

"Boy, you have a fate with me Wudang, in addition to telling you what I have learned all my life today, I will give you another gift, which can be regarded as a help for you. The white python qi machine and you are integrated into each other's life, but whenever your spirit is damaged, it will take the opportunity to come out and occupy your body, I leave a mark on you, can help you suppress the white python, whether you can turn it into your own use in the future, it depends on your own creation. ”

The old man looked down at Mu Sanqian sitting and staggering and falling asleep, laughed, and then bent his fingers and flicked it lightly on Mu Sanqian's head three times.

"Hehe!"

Mu Sanqian suddenly realized that his head hurt as hotly as if he had hit the tip of a stone.

But when he opened his eyes, he found that he was still lying on the master's back, followed by an expressionless young man and a chubby Taoist boy.

The four of them had just walked to Nanyan Palace.

Isn't this a vacant land? Mu Sanqian felt familiar, wasn't he chatting with an old man in black just now, but after a while, he came out of the palace and temple!

"Master, I seem to have had a dream just now. ”

Mu Sanqian leaned on the master's back and whispered. I glanced into the Nanyan Palace, but found that the sitting statue of the gods enshrined inside looked a little familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had seen it for a while.

"What are you dreaming about?"

Zhang Mingjun asked.

"It was as if I had seen an old man in a dream and knocked me on the head several times. ”

"yes, maybe it wasn't a dream, but someone knocked you on the head. ”

In the past, Zhang Mingjun of Nanyan Palace put down Mu Sanqian.

I don't know when, the white scales on Mu Sanqian's forehead quietly disappeared, and were replaced by a thin golden line, in the center of the forehead, like the closed eyes of Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian.