The more advanced the cultivation, the rarer the existence that can communicate with it. Therefore, from ancient times to the present, those who have attained the Tao will always leave the world with a sense of otherworldly arrogance, but although the world is big, there are very few people who can talk about it.

Although Tang Yi has never reached the realm of those great supernatural powers, it is difficult to find a confidant at this point.

Zhou Congwen is not a confidant, and he can't even be called a friend, but after discussing the secret realm, the two of them are very happy.

Tang Yi lived in an era of information sharing in his previous life, and although he was inconvenient, he was able to calm down and acquire more knowledge. In this life, he was born in the Xuanmen Sect, no matter how far he can see it, under several circumstances, his understanding of the Great Dao is far better than that of ordinary people, and even none of his peers in the Taixuan Immortal Sect can talk to him about the Tao of the Xuanmen.

And Zhou Congwen is not inferior to half a point, he is not only extraordinary, but also has thousands of years of accumulation, what is even more rare is that he has a unique view of the Great Dao, he is by no means a simple demon and a foreign way, his cultivation is profound, but his heart is insufficient. If you talk about perception, it is not inferior to the truth of the righteous way, every word, simple and unpretentious, although it is not a shocking theory, but it is thought-provoking, which arouses Tang Yi's interest.

The two talked very happily, and the argument was also wonderful, but fortunately, Tang Yi was firm, if he changed to someone else, he was afraid that he would be convinced by Zhou Congwen earlier, and his Taoist heart would disappear, and he would not be able to have the slightest intention of arguing. Rao is like this, and Tang Yi is also up and down.

Zhou Congwen felt lonely after Tang Yi left, but Tang Yi became more and more arrogant, walking no less than 100 miles, and Zhou Congwen's rhetorical rhetoric and chic posture in his mind were difficult to shake away.

Although Tang Yi admired Zhou Congwen's talent, Taoist heart, and intelligence, he understood that Xiaochang would not become friends with him. Although Tang Yi has no mercy and softness, he is not as ruthless as Zhou Congwen, and regards life as a mustard. Every living being's life is about only once, and Tang Yi naturally doesn't want to desecrate it at will.

From the essence of the avenue, there is no distinction between right and wrong, good or bad, high and low, the path is different, and the avenue sought is also different, so the two are fundamentally opposite. For monks, whether it is character or cultivation, it is not a necessary condition for intersection, and it is not a new thing for the master of the game Hongchen to appreciate the stupid and stupid boy. The path is different, then there can be no compromise, Buddhism is compassionate and universal, Taoism is indifferent and detached, and the two will not seek the path of the way, otherwise it is no different from the devil.

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Su'e crosses the sky, the endless essence is sprinkled on the layers of blue waves, and in front of you is a lake with gorgeous and clear scenery. There is such a pleasant environment in this mountain, which is very rare, causing Tang Yi to stop and can't bear to miss such a scene.

I don't know how many years this lake has carried over the years, but the lake is full of vitality.

Tang Yi's heart has been agitated since he and Zhou Congwen discussed the Tao, and many thoughts of perception have arisen frequently, but they seem to be a mess and have no clue. Suddenly, I found this quiet place with a cave, and I was a little touched, and my silent mind couldn't help but calm down a little, so I simply stayed and enjoyed this picturesque beauty.

Tang Yi sat quietly by the lake, leisurely immersed in the moon in Lishui, looking at the sparkling lake, as if there were drops of water blowing through his heart. These water droplets seemed to have life spirituality in their hearts, and one by one they slowly converged in Tang Yi's heart according to some indescribable rhythm.

The surface of the lake seems to be calm, but in fact, the undercurrent is surging slowly, not alarmed, not anxious, not worried, and bursts of tranquil breath quietly spread.

Tang Yi suddenly remembered four words: "Good is like water." ”

Water, in the square and the law, in the circle and the law round, clear and transparent, and all things without contention, no stagnation, in a variety of states in the world, but can naturally flow from the high to the low, can also be quietly gathered in one place......

Gradually, Tang Yi forgot the words "goodness is like water", forgot all the interpretations of those four words, and in a trance, he seemed to see its essence.

Su Yue is bright, the bright river is in the shadow, Tang Yi did not move, but his thoughts floated out unconsciously, and he was quietly shrouded in the surrounding area.

Year after year, this lake has absorbed many sun essences and moons since its birth, and the aura is nourished.

Tang Yi's divine thoughts were aimless, and seemed to scatter at will, one by one, extremely gentle, without revealing any authority. Everywhere it spreads, it merges into the still water of the mountains.

Unintentionally emanated, the mystical meaning contained in it is as harmonious and natural as the laws of heaven and earth, without the slightest deliberateness.

This is no longer just Tang Yi's divine thought, but has truly turned into water and become a part of the lake.

When Tang Yi's divine thoughts were completely integrated into it, the jade rabbit in the sky was covered by the dark clouds that came slowly, and the light rain continued, although he didn't want to wet people's clothes, unconsciously, it rained all night.

Tang Yi's ears heard the sound of rain, but it was not only the sound of rain, but the soft sound of each drop of rain caressing all things, and the drops were like beautiful notes, and the gods danced with it, and the souls seemed to be nourished by the rain, becoming more and more peaceful and peaceful.

Tang Yi seemed to see the formation of the lake, it witnessed the evolution of all things in the surrounding heaven and earth, this feeling was very mysterious, and it was very different from the feeling of cultivating the exercises. Inadvertently, it seems to touch the root of the avenue, not the direction of the road left by the ancestor, not so comprehensive, not so spacious, but like a sheep's intestine path, there is a moving style.

Of course, this is just a lake, just a form, and this time it is just a leopard in the tube.

Unless Tang Yi can feel the state of all the waters in the world one day, he can peek into the essence of the spirit of all things, but it is rare to have such an opportunity, if he wants to truly comprehend the perfection, he is afraid that he will have already transcended the shackles of the world by then.