"Yuheng, are you lazy again!?" An old and slightly stern voice came into the ears of the child in blue. An old man in a white robe, with white hair and eyebrows, appeared behind the child in blue.

The blue-clothed child was startled, immediately stood up, and said timidly, "Master." As he spoke, he hid a hand behind his back.

"What are you holding in your hand?" the white-robed old man frowned as he stared at the blue-clothed child's hand hidden behind him.

The boy in blue had to put his hand out behind his back. In his hand he held a colorful butterfly. When the old man saw it, he immediately frowned and said, "Phoenix butterfly, what are you holding it for?"

As soon as the blue-clothed child's hand was released, the butterfly in his hand suddenly spread its wings and flew away.

"It fell into a cobweb. I saw that the spider was about to eat it, so I rescued it. "The kid in blue said it truthfully.

The white-robed old man frowned and said, "You are destroying the cycle of heaven and earth again, let me ask you, how did I teach you?"

The blue-clothed child whispered: "Those who are husband of heaven and earth are the rebels of all things, and those who are in time are also passers-by of a hundred generations." And floating like a dream, for the joy of geony?"

"En!?" the white-robed old man immediately frowned when he heard this.

When the blue-clothed child saw it, he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Oh! It is ...... 'all things negative yin and embrace yang, and the middle qi is harmonious.' ''Life and death have fate, wealth is in the sky!'. ”

When the white-robed old man heard this, he sighed and said, "That's not right. Alas. That's fine. Walking in your way, it is impossible to understand now. But I ask you. You save the butterfly, but what do you do with the spider? You only know that the butterfly will die if it is eaten, but if the spider does not have to eat, it will also starve to death. The butterfly was let go by you. It eats the young shoots of many moon orchids. Butterflies are fate. Isn't the Moon Orchid dead?"

"This ......," the blue-clad child was speechless for a moment.

The white-robed old man shook his head. "You did." And there is no enlightenment, think about the past!" As he spoke, with a wave of his sleeves, the blue-clothed child suddenly appeared on a vast grassland, and the white-robed old man beside him and the solemn hall behind him had disappeared.

In addition to grass, there are also sheep and wolves in the grassland. From time to time, wolves attack the flock and use the captured sheep as food. The boy in blue remembered the Master's words, though he felt pity for the sheep. But he never intervened.

Day after day, year after year. The boy in blue has grown up to be a young man in blue. Now he no longer only watches the wolves eat the sheep, he also eats the sheep, and he also kills the wolves.

On this day, the young man in blue was roasting a leg of lamb. An old voice came from behind him: "Yu Heng." Can you figure it out?"

The young man in blue was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed, and said, "Master!"

It was indeed an old man in a white robe. The white-robed old man glanced at the blue-clothed young man a few times and said, "En." You grew what you were, then. Do you have your thoughts in your head?"

The blue-clothed young man nodded. "Yes." The disciple already understood. What the Master said back then was that 'heaven and earth are not at fault'. The wolf eats the sheep, and the sheep eat the grass. This is the reincarnation of heaven and earth. Since the disciple is a part of heaven and earth, he eats sheep and wolves, and he is not exempt from vulgarity. ”

"'Heaven and earth are not at fault'?" the white-robed old man's eyes flashed, and he nodded: "Well, to be able to say this sentence is also a little tasteful, and it is not in vain all these years of penance." Okay, let's go back. ”

The blue-clothed young man kowtowed and said, "It's just a little taste?" Ask the Master for advice. ”

The white-robed old man shook his head and said, "It's not something that I realized, it's always unreal." ”

The young man in blue insisted: "Ask the master for advice! The disciple just doesn't understand, read it a thousand times, ten thousand times, a hundred thousand times." It's unforgettable, and it makes no difference whether you understand it or not. ”

The white-robed old man smiled and said, "Is it unforgettable?" All right. The real talk should be 'life and death without fault', you can understand the truth, but you can also get a glimpse of the door. ”

"'Life and death are not at fault'?" muttered the young man in blue.

The white-robed old man looked at him, and a hint of an intriguing smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Okay." Send you a little edge. We'll see you next time. As he spoke, with a flick of his sleeves, the young man in blue suddenly appeared in a narrow stone room, and in his ears, there was a 'bang, bang'.

'I ......'

Mo Chong was in a trance. Just now, he suddenly became a child, a young man, and it was like a dream. But in his hands, there was a little red light at this time. This is exactly the 'little edge' given to him by the old man in the white robe.

The depleted mana in Mo Chong's body suddenly began to 'rub' upward, and when the mana returned to the limit that Mo Chong's meridians could hold, the overflowing mana began to increase Mo Chong's cultivation. The late stage of foundation building, the peak of the late stage of foundation building, and the realm of false Dan. A qiē came so plainly, as if it were taken for granted.

"Okay!" Mo Chong's eyes flashed, and he immediately flipped his palm, took out the remaining snow spirit water and heavenly fire liquid, took it, and then began to condense mana.

Stone Gate, finally cracked. This change is undoubtedly exciting. Whether it was the monks who wanted to capture Mo Chong, or the monks of the foundation building period who sympathized with Mo Chong in their hearts, everyone became nervous. But at this moment, in the sky above the stone chamber, the red cloud that had almost dissipated suddenly began to take shape again, condensed, and then rotated, transporting the aura of heaven and earth. This qiē happened extremely quickly, as if it had been premeditated for a long time.

"How is this possible!? I have already failed once, and I have recovered my vitality so quickly to hit the Jiedan again!?"

The faces of those who had a little insight at the scene showed a look of shock. Impacting the knot can be a very laborious thing. After an ordinary monk fails to attack the knot, he often needs to cultivate for three or five years or even more than ten years. There are many monks who have never had a chance to try again after just one failed to form a knot. What kind of freak is this Mo Chong, who actually hit the Dan twice in a row in just half an hour!? Aside from the effort and effort, even the damage caused to the Dantian by the shattering of the unformed Jin Dan is definitely enough for an ordinary monk to be unable to move for ten days and a half months.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang. The stone door of the stone chamber was broken.

This change is unexpected. There are so many things that happened in a short period of time that everyone forgot to react for a while.

I don't know how long it took before I heard someone laughing: "Hahaha! Boy, it's a failure!Hahahaha! How does it taste!?" At this time, as the laughter came out, the Taoist priest immediately shook off the dust in his hand. Thousands of strands of white silk on the dust immediately 'swished' and instantly stretched out, shooting into the crack in the stone gate. (To be continued......)