Chapter Forty-Eight: Return to the Heart!
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Fang Shou followed out of the grass house with questions, and then the scene suddenly changed, Du Lao took Fang Shou and once again came to a vast sea, under him in a bamboo boat, swaying on the waves, but this time, the only difference is that the sky is no longer blue, but is covered with heavy dark clouds, so gloomy that it seems to be able to squeeze out ink, as if it is covering something. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Here again?"
Here, Fang Shou had already experienced it once before, but this time, Fang Shou was obviously much calmer: "Do you want to repeat the old trick again......
"Son of Xishan, don't you think you're a sage and read the scriptures to your heart's content?
Hearing this, Fang Shouxian was stunned, and said a little uncertainly: "Didn't you ask last time?"
"Cultivating the truth is to cultivate the true element, the true body, the true soul, the true soul, the soul of the yuan body, the unity of the four, the self-construction of yin and yang, then the Tao is revealed, but the cultivation of the Tao is another matter, the two are completely different. ā
Seeing that Fang Shou couldn't answer, Du Lao said to himself:
"The survival of all things is for the sake of cultivation, mortals enter the world for the sake of cultivation, the hermit is born for the sake of cultivation, martial arts practice is for cultivation, Confucian scholars ask for learning, it is for cultivation, cultivators ask for mysteries, it is for cultivation, everything that can be said is the way. So in your heart, is there a Tao?"
"Dao?" Fang Shouluo groaned, and immediately replied, "Naturally, I was a beggar when I was young, which was the way to survive, and later adopted by the prince of Xishan, and I had a way to repay my kindness, and then later, I became a scholar, so it was the way to study, and then the blood was sprinkled with Wenyuan, which was the way to sacrifice my life, and now, I am a monk again, and it is naturally the way to ask the mystery." ā
"Then in your opinion, which of these ways is more important?" asked the old man rhetorically.
"Hmm..."After thinking seriously for a moment, Fang Shou said solemnly, "Repaying gratitude and righteousness is more important than asking Xuan, and the rest is in no particular order." ā
"I see..."Du Lao suddenly said, "That's why you'd rather die than forgive No. 1?"
"Exactly!" Fang Shou lay on the edge of the boat, stretched out his hand to play with the water, and there were a slight ripples, "Without Brother Wei Chi, there would be no later Fang Shou, this point, Fang Shou can't forgive!"
Du Lao nodded and continued to ask, "Okay, since that's the case, have you ever had the slightest contempt for asking the Xuan Dao?"
But if this way contradicts the way of repaying gratitude, I will give it up and take the latter. "Fang Shou is categorical.
"Then you are from my face..."Du Lao faced Fang Shou with his true face and asked:
"And what can you see?"
Du Lao's face was solemn, so that Fang Shou had to tighten his mind, and replied with a serious face:
"If I just look at this face, I can't see anything, but if I compare it with you, I see the weird, the weird, and the years!"
The last two words, Fang Shou said hesitantly.
"Then what do you think of when you think of the years?" asked Du Lao again.
"The years.... This simple" This time, Fang Shou didn't think about it, and replied directly, "God, fate, reincarnation, passing..."
"Stop!" Du Lao interrupted Fang Shou, "What did you just mention?"
"Flow..."Fang Shou replied subconsciously.
"No, no, it's not right, we have to go forward!" said Elder Watari waved his hand.
"Reincarnation..."Fang Shou touched the back of his head, and suddenly hesitated, "Could it be the heavens?"
"Exactly!" Du Lao nodded affirmatively, "It seems that your understanding is not too bad!"
Thinking of this, Fang Shou couldn't help but raise his head, looking at the canopy blocked by heavy ink clouds, and asked in awe:
"What do you mean... Oh my God?"
After that, he looked back at the old man again, with a puzzled face: "What does that have to do with your childlike face?"
"Have you ever heard me tell a story about myself?" asked the old man without answering.
"Are you referring to the story of the cow baby?" Fang Shou suddenly thought of the story told by Du Lao on the bamboo boat, in which the cow baby once swallowed a magical seven-colored fruit while watching chess, and then forgot about hunger, and in a trance, only a cow was left to accompany him.
"To be exact...", his eyes were a little fluttering, and Du Lao's voice suddenly became a lot lower, "It's the story of the cow baby and the cow..... Can you believe this story?"
It seems that he was also infected by this, Fang Shoudeng nodded, his heart was like a mixed taste, and he said a little complicated:
"This story is too mysterious, if it is placed in the past, I must not believe it, but after knowing the existence of the Fang Realm and the monks, coupled with your unfathomable cultivation, let me ...... I have to believe it!"
"Then what do you read from this story?" Du Lao's face sank like water, and he couldn't see the slightest fluctuation.
Fang Shou grabbed his chin and slowly recalled: "You and the cow ate a fruit with seven-colored flowers blooming inside, and then you eliminated hunger, presumably this fruit is far more than just eliminating hunger, I am afraid there are other effects, such as rejuvenating the face, etc., and the reason why you only have a face is not old, but because of the remaining parts of the seven-colored fruit, it was eaten by the cow! If the cow is also alive, there must be a similar phenomenon to you, but the parts are different......
"Although you are right, but you didn't get to the point, the name of this fruit is 'Zhu Yu', it is a flowering in thousands of years, a fruit in thousands of years, nourished by heaven and earth, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, mortals eat, will prolong life, stay in the face of the child forever, live for a thousand years without hindrance, monks eat, it can avoid disasters and prolong blessings, it is a supreme fairy fruit that can seek benefits and avoid disadvantages, as for other effects, it is not enough to do so. Du Lao said lightly.
"It blooms in thousands of years, and it bears fruit in thousands of years, that's longer than the time in the world combined!"
Fang Shou suddenly sighed, you must know that even the legendary antiquity was only a million years ago, not to mention that this "Zhuyu" immortal fruit would take tens of millions of years to bloom alone!
"In this way, if this 'Zhu Yu' wants to mature, it will take at least 20 million years?!
Fang Shou suddenly came to his senses, and even looked at Du Lao Dao with strange eyes: "It seems that you are very lucky, you can actually eat this treasure, even if it is only a part, you are extremely lucky!"
"Hehe, the world is unpredictable, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, as for whether it is a blessing or a curse, who can say clearly?"
Du Lao looked up, as if reminiscing, and suddenly became a little heavy.
"When I was young, I was like you, high-spirited, and vowed not to give up until I reached my goal, but later on the top of the cold peak, by chance, I was fortunate enough to enter the Xuanmen, but I didn't know what it was, and I didn't like it very much. However, fate is different, and I have only now gotten a glimpse of it, but in the final analysis, all of this has some kind of cause that deliberately affects me and makes me unable to get rid of it....... Hehe, that's a point."
As he spoke, Du Lao fell into the realm of selflessness, and he didn't notice the incomprehension in Fang Shou's eyes for a while, but soon, he noticed this phenomenon, and immediately ended the "nagging", and sighed helplessly:
"You are not my disciple, let alone the heir of the mantle, so I have to do it rashly, you don't have to care, but you know your own way, but you look at the Xuan Dao so rashly, you are really ashamed of this opportunity!
"But you said such a bunch of ......" Hearing this, Fang Shou's face was even more puzzled, "In the end, I still haven't figured it out, what does this have to do with asking Xuan?" What's more, everything that can be said is the way of doing things, this is what you said, the Tao is not big or small, how can it come from the avenue and the road?"
"Your second question can only be understood, not spoken, and I cannot answer it, as for the first one....... I can sue you now!"
When Du Lao said this, his eyes couldn't help but shine, pointing to the sky above his head, and suddenly read aloud:
"Mystery and mystery, the door of all wonders, and then 'asking the mystery' is really 'against the sky'! Only by going against this heaven can we get liberation, and my fate is up to me, not by heaven! Otherwise, before that, everything is destined by heaven! How can we talk about liberation?"
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Du Lao's deafening words suddenly made Fang Shou's heart lose his mind, and he was completely shocked on the spot, unable to say a word, but he faintly felt that there seemed to be something wrong with Du Lao's words, but before he could ask, Du Lao continued to ask:
"Haven't you always wondered why?"
"Ahh
"Look at it now!"
Without giving Fang Shou a chance to react, Du Laojing waved his hand, and set off a gust of wind, washing away the stratus clouds in the sky!
"This.... It's !!!"
Fang Shou's eyes were wide open, as big as an egg!
His eyes remained motionless, staring at the ...... that seemed to be embedded in the sky. Eyeball!
Fallen into a deathly silence!
"This ...... Isn't this ......" Fang Shou's brain suddenly stagnated.
It was a huge bloodstained pupil that occupied half of the sky, as if it had just been gouged out of its eye socket, and its whole body was entangled with blood vessels, and blood was constantly dripping outward.
The periphery of the eyeball is being locked by tens of thousands of iron chains as thick as buckets, and not far from it, there is also a mysterious sigil similar to a pentagram suspended on it, which is constantly rotating, releasing endless ink light downward, pouring on the surface of the thick iron chain, beating vigorously together with the pulse of the eye socket.
"This ...... This, this, this...... What the hell is this! How is it here!!Where the hell is this?"
Fang Shoudun stammered a little, looked into the water, and saw the slightly bulging "bag" on his forehead like a closed eye, and his face was full of disbelief.
"It'...... It's clearly hidden in my divine sea, but ...... How did you end up in this heaven?"
"Kid, here..."
Elder Du sighed for a long time, and finally stopped hiding it:
"This is your heart!"