Shen Lian suddenly gave birth to a kind of enlightenment, Taiwei Pavilion is the foundation of Qingxuan, which hides Qingxuan's exploration of the Tao for generations, as well as various cultivation experiences, this is the greatest treasure as a Taoist sect.

No wonder this Taishi Ancestor has been staying in Taiwei Pavilion.

After he inherited the head of the sect, he learned that when Zhang Ruoxu succeeded to the head of the sect, Qingxuan had three immortal real people, which is not a few, as for the rest of the teachers who have attained immortality in the past 10,000 years, most of them have not survived the Three Great Tribulations and returned to the reincarnation of heaven and earth.

Only a very small number of people finally escaped through the great thousands, cut off the involvement with this heaven and earth, and got at ease.

The old Taoist priest that Shen Lian had always mistaken for an elder in the sect was still on the first floor of the Taiwei Pavilion, and the wrinkles on his forehead were like Dao runes, as if they had been silently left by the years.

Time flies, time passes, and the power of time is not something that can be easily resisted by any force.

But Shen Lian knew in his heart that the wrinkles on the old Taoist priest's body were not simply carved by time, and there was another reason for them.

In front of the Taiwei Pavilion, there is a relaxed and soft grass, and when you step into the pavilion, there is a hard floor.

Although the grass is soft, it is new every year, and although the floor is solid, it can gradually decay, just because in the fairy gate, the speed of this decay is not fast, and it is surprisingly slow.

The old Taoist priest was blindsided, and opened his eyes when Shen Lian stepped into the pavilion.

This glance made Shen Lian unable to take his eyes off.

He suddenly found that he was no longer in the Taiwei Pavilion, but had become an ugly caterpillar, lying on the leaves, gnawing on the tender green leaves, which were tender and watery.

It made him eat very comfortably.

Every time he bites the leaves, he obtains its juice ~ liquid and mesophyll, which is digested into the energy he needs, making him grow day by day. Of course, it is not safe to live by the leaves, and there are many others of the same kind around him. Or because of the wind and rain. Either because of natural predators, or infected with some germs, and finally died.

If a limb is left, it falls into the dirt. Finally, it is turned into nutrients and is reattached to the tree. Its extended roots absorb and give birth to new branches and leaves.

Shen Lian watched all this silently, he was lucky. Escaped many disasters and lived for a long time. Of course, this so-called long time is relative to the rest of the same kind.

In essence, he and the mayfly who died in the twilight of life. The unspeakable summer insects don't make much difference.

In fact, he had not seen winter either. I haven't seen snow either.

As he grew day by day, he seemed to forget a lot of things as Shen Lian's memory. It's as if the experience that overwhelms the caterpillar's fragile head is gradually rejected.

Gradually, he was left with only the instinct of life, in the constant gnawing on the leaves, sustaining life.

It was not until a certain moment that he began to feel that his body was becoming heavy and his limbs were weak, and he also noticed that some of his kind were lying quietly on a certain branch, no longer moving, and began to spit white silk in their mouths, which made them wrap around him.

Shen Lian also had this situation, the white silk was the leaf he had eaten in the past, as well as some special structures in his body, which were composed of things.

He suddenly remembered an idiom, cocooning himself. But at this time, he had forgotten his personal memory, and he no longer understood what this meant.

More and more white silk enveloped the caterpillar's body, and finally he seemed to fall into a state of silence and darkness. Can't hear and can't move.

I can't breathe, and I can't find new food to replenish my energy.

If he continues like this, it won't be long before he dies. He didn't know much about the meaning of death, but the thought of 'death' filled his heart with terror.

That kind of horror can drive him crazy.

There is great terror between life and death, and after the great terror is great freedom. The first half of the sentence was spoken by a sage, and the second half of the sentence was the expectation of his heart.

The more he faced death, the more things came to his mind, including the memory of being a human being, the memory of being a fish swimming in the river, the memory of flying birds in the sky, and the memory of being a captive animal by humans.

All these things, like white threads outside his body, surround him.

He didn't understand, but he knew.

It flashed through his mind like an electric spark, and he was already confused. There is only one belief in his heart that will never disappear, and that is that he has to live, and only when he is alive can he have everything.

This instinct for survival runs through his life.

He struggled to squirm, because of that unyielding desire, it seemed to give birth to indescribable changes in the dark, his body began to change, there was more inexplicable potential, the cocoon made of white silk was not unbreakable, as long as he tore the white silk, he could get a new life and be free.

Driven by instinct, he gave it his all.

Just as he was making all his efforts to break out of the cocoon, the world in front of him changed again, and he was still in the Taiwei Pavilion.

His eyes were slightly confused, and then he quickly regained his clarity.

It's just that deep down, there is always unfinished intention, which is a regret that I failed to break out of the cocoon into a butterfly.

"Are you a caterpillar, or Shen Lian?" a clear voice sounded in Taiwei Pavilion.

It turned out that the old Taoist priest could speak, but he had never spoken before, and Shen Lian thought that he was practicing kung fu such as closed-mouth meditation.

Shen Lian groaned slightly: "Neither the caterpillar nor Shen Lian is Shen Lian. ”

The old Taoist priest asked again, "What is the white silk that the caterpillar spits out?"

Shen Lian said: "It is the embodiment of falsehood. ”

The old Taoist priest laughed and said: "Now you are not much stronger than a caterpillar, and you can only be beaten to death when you go out, and when you can 'cocoon yourself', come to me again to ask for advice." ”

He didn't say whether Shen Lian's answer was right or wrong, and after he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and stopped talking, like a silent stone statue, if Shen Lian didn't look at him, it would be difficult to detect his existence.

No, the old Taoist priest is more quiet than a stone statue. If Shen Lian closed his eyes, he could feel the changes in the airflow between heaven and earth, so as to know that the stone statue was in a special position.

But when he didn't look at the old Taoist, it was as if he really didn't exist in the world. U Reading ww.uukanshu.om)

This kind of realm can not be compared with a caterpillar, and even if it breaks out of the cocoon, it is far from being able to reach this kind of situation.

Shen Lian knew that the old Taoist priest had been in Qingxuan, but why didn't he stop it in the first place, or because of other reasons, he couldn't stop it.

When the question arises, Shen Lian did not follow it, because he knew that if the old Taoist priest was willing to speak, he would definitely tell him. And when the old Taoist priest asked him to 'cocoon himself', he asked him for advice again, the meaning was already very clear, don't look for him before.

Shen Lian understood that the so-called 'cocoon and self-restraint' was actually 'entangled in delusion', and at that time, he was really qualified to cut through the delusion and impact the way of the earth immortals.

Continue to walk to the inside of the Taiwei Pavilion, there is no ladder to go directly to the second floor, but as long as you have the conditions to go up to the second floor, you can naturally go in.

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ps: Thank you for the 588 reward for tearing your chest and the reward from the Son of Heaven who wants to go to Gensokyo

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