Lao Tzu, after leaving the sky, Yuan Shi, Xundaozi returned to the palace and sat down, a boy sent tea, this boy is the beginning of the Tao after the Kunlun Mountain a white crane lit up, as a boy who took care of the affairs of the Yuxu Palace.

Yuan Shi took a sip of tea, looked at Xundaozi and said: "Since the great sect has been established for the teacher, this Taoist system still has to be passed down, can you tell the teacher what you think?"

When he asked the Taoist, he immediately replied: "Master's method of testing the heart surname is very good, as long as the heart surname is resolute and the Tao is sincere, worship under the master's door, and under the master's teaching, you should achieve something." There is a master in charge, and there is a 'Pangu flag' town teaching, and he does not worry about the luck of the great sect. However, the disciples think that they should also pay attention to the sense of belonging of the disciples to the Great Sect, so that the disciples are truly proud of the sect and are willing to pay for the sect. This should be a better way to gather luck. We can't let our disciples lose their sense of belonging and cohesion, and eventually give birth to an external heart, so that the luck of the Great Sect can be dispersed. I don't know if the disciple is right? ”

After listening to this, Yuan Shi nodded and said, "You are right, as a teacher, I want to leave this great sect to you to take care of, what do you think?"

Xundaozi turned over and bowed to the ground: "Master, the disciple's Taoism is slight, not enough to convince the public, this great religion must be controlled by the master, and the disciple is driven by the master, and he will do his best to assist the master to carry forward the Taoism." Gather luck for the master, seek merit, and say that the Tao Dao is mixed with the yuan, and enjoy great freedom. ”

Yuan Shi stretched out his hand, held up the void, held up the Taoist, and said: "For the teacher to know that you are sincere, this great teaching, you will take care of the teacher, there is any cause and effect, the teacher will bear it for you." You can do it with confidence. Ming said that the teacher will lay a magic circle in front of the mountain gate, and those who want to enter our sect must pass the test of the magic circle, and those who can pass can enter my door and preach my Taoism. ”

Sanqing preached sanctification, set up a dojo in the flood wilderness, and suddenly set off a wave in the flood wilderness.

The envy of the great powers, and some of them went to the dojo to congratulate, but they all stopped for a while and went back on their own to ponder the method of enlightenment.

For many monks in the wilderness, this is a rare opportunity, an opportunity to worship and practice under the saints. Especially for those monks who don't have much lineage, it's a gospel for practice.

As a result, many monks in the flood wilderness went to the Sanqing Dojo one after another, wanting to learn the Tao, including the Daoist of the Eagle Mountain who had heard the sermon in Zixiao Palace: Burning the lamp.

At this moment, Xundaozi didn't care about who came to Kunlun Mountain to apprentice, and he himself ran into the magic circle that Yuan Shibu was laying in front of the mountain gate. I want to experience for myself the power of this magic circle that tests the heart surname.

The seeker in the circle looked like a mad demon, with a hideous expression and red eyes, but he was experiencing a tempering of his heart. It's up to him to see if he can finally come out.

From the moment he stepped into the circle, it was like returning to his previous life, experiencing his life and death again, and experiencing the warmth, sorrow, trouble, and grief of his life・・・・・・

These experiences are re-walked again, but the state of mind of the seeker is not much turbulent, although there are some feelings, but it can also be let go, born and died, life and death have passed, but there is a feeling of life and death through it.

But the next picture made the seeker no longer calm, dead, and not over. His own death, the old mother was grief-stricken, a day is like aging for decades, there is no brilliance in her eyes, the whole person is like losing her soul, muddy. The wife buried herself in pain and took on the burden of the family, and the child lost his laughter, and was ridiculed by his classmates, saying that he was a fatherless child, who was often bullied, and could only hide silently in the corner of the classroom and secretly shed tears.

The seeker looked at the void, this heartstring was plucked, and his own death took away not only the grief of the death of his loved ones for this family, but also the heart of the cultivation that was not ruthless.

Two years later, the old mother, who lost her son, died in grief, muttering on her deathbed: "You are going to see my son・・・・・・"

The wife buried her mother-in-law again, and took her daughter, who had been silent, to live a difficult and stubborn life. Finally, under the repeated persuasion of well-wishers, a new family was established.

I thought I should be relieved to seek the way, but it set off angry waves again. The wife's newly married man turned out to be a lazy guy, the wife was running around for the family's livelihood, and his originally lovely daughter was often beaten and scolded at home, dragging a scar to school every day, there was no smile on his face, and in the classroom he was just a person silently hiding in the corner, unnoticed, and without friends. After class, I didn't dare to go home, and I dragged my schoolbag and wandered silently on the street until it was dark, and I had to walk to the home without warmth.

After returning home, the mother, who had been tired all day, hurriedly ate dinner and went to sleep without knowing about her daughter's studies. The daughter hid in her cabin, not even daring to turn on the light, but shrunk in the corner, clasped her arms tightly, and only sobbed silently.

Gradually, my daughter's grades declined, and many times she no longer went to school, just wandering in the wilderness. The school talked to the parents many times, but the busy wife never had time to discipline him, and the man just beat and scolded and intimidated him again and again.

Eventually, the child ran away, with a pair of confused eyes, wandering the streets, occasionally squatting in a corner at night, but his mouth was softly calling: "Daddy! Daddy・・・・・・"

The heart of the seeker in the void was broken, his eyes were torn, but he couldn't move, and the anger in his chest was like a volcano bursting out, and he had the urge to destroy this world.

In the magic circle in front of the gate of Kunlun Mountain, the seeker was like a mad demon, his face was red, his hair was scattered, his mouth was roaring angrily, and his violent aura collided in the magic circle, but he was suppressed by the magic circle. And at this moment, in the body of the seeker, the two Dharma Dans in the dantian and the sandalwood rotated wildly, driving the mana of the whole body to rush like a river, and the sea of knowledge set off stormy waves like a tsunami.

The seeker is like a demon running away, he can't throw it away, he can't let go, he just wants to break this day, break this place, and hold the thin and thin figure firmly in his arms. The sky-high anger was firmly bound, and the anger in his heart was like layers of tumbling magma.

Just when this anger and anger were about to drown the seeker, the old god in the sea of seeker was there, and even though the sea of knowledge rolled up the stormy waves, he also moved from the immovable 'cleansing of the heart and dust', but with a flash of green light, the monstrous angry waves in the sea of knowledge instantly subsided and restored calm;

When he came back to his senses, he was drenched in a cold sweat, and he fell into that illusion and couldn't extricate himself, which was obviously his deep inner worry, and his eternal heartache. Can you forget? Can you let go? Ask over and over again, ask over and over again.

The seeker who had been asking himself for an hour suddenly said aloud: "What if I can't forget? What if I can't let go? I really want to take this heartache that I can't forget and can't let go of in this wilderness, and see what this world can do to me?"

This exhalation sounded, and I felt a lot more relaxed. But a thought suddenly arose in my heart, I could inexplicably cross over to this desolation, could I also cross back? Maybe one day the Dao is high enough, and the supernatural power is strong enough, maybe I can really go back and see! Everything is possible, isn't it? The cultivation of the Dao seeker has another motivation, and the state of mind has swept away an obstacle.

The seeker got up and walked towards the depths of the circle.

With this step, the scene changed, and the experiences in the flood came one after another: endless loneliness, the prudence of being alone, the care of the teacher, the warmth of getting along with Su Xin, and the straightforwardness of the Wu man. Let the seeker also feel a burst of warmth in his heart.

Soon, the picture changed, the Lich catastrophe that swept the flood broke out, the human race was slaughtered for no reason, the whole flood was mourning all over the wilderness, everywhere were the human race that was killed tragically, one by one demon clan, the witch clan brandished weapons, laughed wildly and threw towards the human race fleeing everywhere, men, women and children fell down with desperate eyes in front of the seeker, and the fallen man still looked at the seeker with desperate eyes, and the eyes seemed to be asking why he didn't save them. But Xundaozi couldn't move at all, so he had to watch them fall, and his heart was full of endless sorrow.

The picture turns again, the two lich clans are pushed by the invisible hand, into the cruel fight, and the seeker has gotten along with the bold figures, like moths to the fire into the doomed fight, at the moment of death, but one by one look back at the seeker left a vivid smile.

The picture turned again, and the interception of the Ten Thousand Immortals Dynasty collapsed under the siege of his master Yuan Shi and his master Lao Tzu who attracted the West to receive it, and Zhun Ti was left, leaving Tongtian alone to sit in Zixiao Palace, Tongtian looked at Xundaozi at the moment when he left with Hongjun Daozu, as if asking: Why?

Next, the master and apprentice turned against each other, and the disciples under the Yuan Shi Sect left one after another to join the West, and Zhun Ti looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. There was a gap between Yuan Shi and Xundaozi, and Yuan began to hide in the Yuqing Tianmira Palace thirty-three days ago, and the teachings fell apart and did not exist in the world.

Further down, Su Xin cultivated into a ruthless Dao, and his body left, leaving the seeker lonely and lonely in the Seeker Mountain to slowly taste the endless emptiness and loneliness.

Xundaozi stood like that, the scenes flowing in front of him, this calm state of mind was no longer calm, and Zhou Tiangong was still operating independently in his body, but Xundaozi seemed to have lost his vitality, lifeless, and permeated with a languishing atmosphere. After seeing the scenes of his own powerlessness, Xundaozi had a question in his heart: Is this cultivation useful? No matter how high his cultivation is, it still can't change what should and shouldn't happen. What am I still doing in my hard work?

The seeker fell into bitter self-blame, and in self-blame, he questioned himself, questioned himself, and tortured himself over and over again.

In this repeated questioning, interrogation, and torture, Xundaozi's eyes gradually became clear and bright, and finally they were as bright as stars and moons, without a trace of dust. A deep voice came out of his mouth: "Do my duty, do my own heart, practice the Tao, cultivate my own heart, walk alone on the avenue, only my own heart, go against the odds, all are in the way, I am my way, my heart is my way, I care about my own heart, the road is flawless, only I fight!" This voice went from low to high, passing through the Yuan Shi Dharma Circle, resounding through Kunlun.

At this moment, the seeker has completely woken up from that malaise, what he sees is just an illusion, everything is fighting for himself, the way of heaven still has a glimmer of life, he should practice with his heart, why bother.

At this moment, the Dao Seeker's heart was transparent, the Lingtai was clear, and the purple cyclones in the sea of consciousness suddenly rotated much faster than Pingyue.

Seeker suddenly realized, and immediately sat cross-legged in the magic circle, realizing the sudden realization.

For the seeker, he has had the experience of being a man in his previous life, and he always has a weakness in his heart that the Honghuang monk does not have, and this weakness may be an obstacle on his path, but it is not a help on his path. This is clear, and weakness has become strong, and one more step on the road to the road.

In the Yuxu Palace, Yuan Shi sat on the cloud bed, stroking his beard and smiling.

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