She had always had doubts in her heart since she was in the middle of Qi refining.

What are monks cultivating so desperately, and why are those evil cultivators who use the lives of others to fuel themselves continue to advance?

The reverence for heaven and earth in the old words, and the attitude towards everything going with the flow, made her have a hint of understanding.

It's like the feeling when facing the glow of the sky on Xiaoquan Mountain, which makes her heart transparent, but she doesn't know how to speak.

She had been wondering what the monk was doing.

Is it the strength of the strong and domineering, whether it can be above the others, or the way to the wider outside world.

There are different opinions in the immortal cultivation world, but there is still no theorem.

When the sun was shining in the sky, she suddenly felt that she wanted to cultivate, not just for strength and revenge, but for a purer purpose, but that purpose seemed to be obscured by the fog, and she couldn't see it clearly no matter what.

It's like she has a Tao in her heart, but she doesn't know what it is.

After chatting with Lao Tao today, the fog in her heart seems to have dissipated slightly, and it seems to be simple but contains the deepest truth.

He Miaomiao gently closed her eyes, letting the wine slowly penetrate the sea of knowledge, obviously she had been away from the boat for a long time, but it seemed that she was still floating on the calm river.

The mountains and rivers here are beautiful, and there is a rare silence at night, He Miaomiao's consciousness gradually sank, and she fell into a rare sleep.

.....

The chaotic nothingness seems to have gone through thousands of years, and it seems that only a moment has passed, and that trace of dark color comes from the invisible, breaking the hazy nothingness and completely opening a new chapter.

The dark color is like a bird and a beast, roaring and hissing in the void, its wings spread to encompass the entire darkness, and its huge body moves slowly, but because of nothingness, it is impossible to tell whether it is rising or sinking.

The long roar reverberates, ethereal and vast, but the power contained in it makes the void vibrate.

The bird seemed to be growing stronger in its neighing, its wings were no longer sluggish, its movement was no longer slow, and with a wave of its wings, the earth-shattering power burst out, and the void suddenly dissipated like smoke and fog.

Wisps of clear air rose, pieces of turbid gas sank, and nothingness finally had a distinction between up and down.

The huge figure of the Xuanyao was shrouded in the chaos that had not yet been separated in the middle, and the body moved with his heart, and he escaped in four directions in an instant, so that the chaos was finally broken, and there were four directions in the south, south, west, and north.

The two pure and turbid qi are separated from heaven and earth, but I don't know how many years have passed, and the Xuanniao seems to be there all along, and it seems to be hidden between heaven and earth.

I don't know when, it appeared again, the light and long roar accompanied the body getting bigger and bigger, and the simple and vast aura of the whole body instantly spread all over the world, and two lights and shadows, one red and one green, hissed out from its body.

The aura on Xuanniao's body gradually became depressed and became weaker and weaker. Its massive body and wings began to become transparent, as if the two rays of light and shadow had consumed the last of its strength, coming from nothingness and finally returning to nothingness.

One red and one green, with a long tail of light, but they are as vigorous as a newborn child, and the breath on their bodies is from the same source as that of the Xuanniao, but they are different.

Two rays of light and shadow swirled between heaven and earth, and suddenly, a red shadow galloped at an indistinct speed, and He Miaomiao only felt that in the red light, a pair of dark and deep eyes rushed to her face, completely waking her up from her sleep.

"Whew..."She was sweating profusely and exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, only to feel that even the bones in her body were sour, and she was drowsy, as if she had consumed a lot, and she was more tired than refining the medicinal liquid all day.

Having this brainless dream again, she finally realized that it was not an accident.

In the dream, she was always in it, but she was not the dark bird, nor the red and green light and shadow, like a bystander who melted into the heavens and the earth, and clearly saw how the two lights and shadows became stronger and stronger from immaturity.

And this time, she clearly felt a kind of agitation and familiarity, which she knew was definitely not her memory, but that inexplicable connection made her heart palpitate.

And on the Xuanniao that split the void, there was an aura of awe and admiration that made her feel awe, like an innate instinct, and she couldn't even be disgusted by this sudden feeling.

The red and green lights and shadows also made her feel kind, and the red shadows that came to her face in her dream were extremely fast, and her dark eyes were shining, but she felt that even if this scene became reality, she would not be hurt by it.

He Miaomiao groggily recalled every scene in the dream, and the more she recalled, the more dizzy she felt. And when she calmed down, she found that her memories seemed to have disappeared, getting fader and fainter, less and less.

In the end, she only remembered the two lights and shadows of the Xuanniao and the red and green, and she could no longer remember what had happened. Only that agitation and admiration lingered for a long time.

......

The sky was getting brighter, He Miaomiao's dizziness was also washed by the fresh air of the morning, and the fatigue of her body and the sea gradually dissipated as she stood among the cliffs and felt the breeze blowing on her face.

"The girl got up so early, and when she got up, she was dizzy, and it seemed that she had to serve her old age. ”

Lao Dao's slightly hoarse voice came from behind him, He Miaomiao turned around and saluted, seeing that he was still refreshed and had no hangover, he smiled and said: "The complexion of the viewer is no different from yesterday, and the amount of wine is very good, so why be humble." ”

"Hahahaha..." Lao Dao was obviously in a very good mood, and he was no longer polite when he heard the words, "Don't talk about it, this amount of wine is a good one! The girl is also a person of temperament, and the poor Dao only feels that she has surrendered to the extreme! If the girl doesn't dislike it, she might as well stay for a while longer, wouldn't it be nice to talk about the scriptures!"

He Miaomiao already had this intention, and seeing that he took the initiative to propose, there was naturally nothing that he should not.

"I have traveled all over the world to cover the sky and the earth, and I am grateful to have a room sheltered from the wind and rain, thank you for your willingness to take it in, and I will be disturbed in the future!"

"Okay, okay, how about the girl who has eaten with me and discuss the Taoist scriptures I got many years ago?"

Lao Dao said and led her to the dining hall, and the two of them were happy, and they both had a feeling of seeing each other and hating each other. I don't even bother to communicate with each other, but I already have a tacit understanding of my year-old friends.

After eating without saying a word, the two of them still came to sit under the rotten wood, and Lao Dao took out a well-preserved book from his arms and handed it to He Miaomiao for her to read.

On the dark blue cover is the book "Yuan Shi Tao Sutra", and after opening it, the paper has turned yellow and hairy, but it is not even wrinkled.

The glyphs on it are even more ancient, but fortunately, they are quite similar to today, so He Miaomiao can slowly look through the past word by word.

"All things are not like things themselves, the sun and the moon are self-evident without anyone burning, the stars are self-ordered without men, birds and beasts are self-generated without man-made, the wind is automatic without fanning, water is self-flowing without pushing, and plants and trees grow without planting. ”

"For all things are not things, they are all the same, and they follow one thing in a unified way, without exception. ”

"It is the essence of change, unborn and imperishable, formless and imageless, without beginning and end, all-encompassing, its big and outside, its small and inward, and eternal and unchanging. ”

"It has no name at the beginning, so the ancients were strong and said: Tao. ”