Qingyangzi came back from a place that no one knew, and after he returned, he killed the Flame Ancestor, who was known as the first person in the world, and hid only a wisp of distraction in the depths of the volcano.

However, no matter how powerful Qingyangzi was now, he couldn't save the soul that was about to pass away.

Qingyangzi looked at the old and unattractive eyes of non-attachment, and knew in his heart that he was no longer able to do non-attachment.

"I've been pursuing that unknowable avenue all my life, but in the end I haven't asked for anything, can you tell me what the avenue is?" The non-Taoist stared at Qingyangzi with his eyes, and there was no trace of a cultivator's brilliance in his eyes, only the confusion of being a seeker.

Qingyangzi was silent, he knew that the non-Taoist had been completely lost. The non-Taoist is not only one of the thousands of seekers, but also a large number of seekers who will be confused when they are dying and ask what is the Great Dao.

"What is the Great Dao?" Qingyangzi was also asking in his heart, he found that he had countless words to say, but none of them could relieve the doubts of the non-practitioners.

The non-Taoist no longer looked at Yangzi clearly, but looked at the top of the temple as if he was distracted, and continued: "Some people say that the Great Dao is the Dharma between heaven and earth, so there are many people who have been searching for the Dharma between heaven and earth all their lives, but in the end, it is just the Dharma scattered and died. ”

"Some people say that if you want to get the Great Dao, you need to find a Great Dao key that points directly to the Great Dao, and cultivate according to the trick, Zuihou will eventually attain the Dao, but there are still so many people who are dying. ”

"Some people say that both the Dharma and the Great Dao are external forces, and external forces cannot make people realize enlightenment after all, so we should pay attention to the cultivation of the soul. The cultivation of this soul holds the theory of emptiness, the holding of the self, and the attainment of tranquility, so many sayings, which one is right and which is wrong, no matter which one it is, all the monks in the world have seen it, that is, I have read at least dozens of Taoist scriptures, and each Taoist sutra has been read thoroughly, and those righteous Taoist sayings are all familiar with the chest, but zuihou, everything is empty, empty, empty......"

The eyes of the non-practitioner were closed, and the voice became lower and lower. Qingyangzi sensed that the thoughts of the non-grasping people were dissipating, and suddenly, the non-grasping people who were about to fall silent spoke again: "Qingyang, have you attained the Tao?"

The voice of the non-Taoist was very low, it belonged to the wish of zuihou when he was dying, and he wanted to know if there was anyone in this world who had attained the Tao. However, this question was like a thunderbolt in Qingyangzi's ears, splitting all the fog in his heart.

"Master, I have attained enlightenment. ”

After the non-practitioner said 'um' in a weak, inaudible voice, there was no more sound. At that moment, Qingyangzi seemed to feel the relief and relaxation of the non-Taoist Zuihou, and he didn't leave with confusion.

Even if he is not possessed and burned by the poisonous fire of the Flame Ancestor, he will not live long, because his longevity has arrived, and human beings cannot return to the sky, and his soul has decayed, scattering the natural invisible.

Qingyangzi was powerless, this was the first time that someone close to him had died in front of him, and seeing the body of a non-Taoist person collapse into nothingness, a trace of fluttering sadness arose in his heart. This sadness seems to be in the distant sky, but the feeling of regret is so real.

Huang Ling knelt in front of the bed, crying profusely, then tore a white dress, cut out a white cloth and immediately tied it to his head, and then continued to cry and tied two pieces of white cloth to the Tongtian Temple, and then he didn't know what to do. He only did this vaguely knowing the etiquette of some people after death, and he didn't know anything more.

Qingyangzi didn't do anything, life expectancy, there will be a day when the day comes, although there is sadness, but it is not enough to make him lose his temper, not to mention, he thinks that the person who does not hold the Tao has no regrets when he hears the Tao at the moment before he dies, he has been seeking the Tao all his life, from seeking the Tao to doubting the Tao, Zuihou finally heard that someone has attained the Tao, and he can finally be at peace in his heart, because he knows that what he wants all his life is not a dream bubble.

He sat in a clean room, contemplating the shijie in his heart, in which the angry demon is like fire, and the killing demon is like blood, although they have not manifested, they have already sprouted like a sapling after spring, and another demon seed is also quietly sprouting, that is the demon of sorrow. Since the resentment demon was truly manifested, other twenty-four heavenly demons have sprung up one by one.

There is another name for shijie in that heart, called the divine room, or also known as the spiritual platform.

At this time, in his divine room, the resentful spirit bead was in the center, exuding a yellow glow, and the resentful spirit bead was rotating there, faintly as if it followed some kind of mystical truth between heaven and earth.

Under the yellow glow emitted by the Demon Spirit Bead, the Demon of Anger, the Demon of Killing, and the Demon of Sorrow are transformed in a thousand forms.

Suddenly, the resentful spirit bead was squirted out by Qingyangzi, circled around three times, instantly penetrated the roof, and disappeared. If there is a second person in the clean room at this time, you will see Qingyangzi suddenly open his mouth and squirt, a yellow bead is like a golden pill, and the golden pill is hazy with yellow mangs like yellow glow.

The resentful spirit bead circled Qingyangzi three times and then slammed through the roof of the Tongtian Temple, flying straight into the sky, turning into a yellow light.

Feng Ling looked up and watched the rainbow light disappear into the vast night sky, like a stone thrown into the vast river, and was swallowed up in the blink of an eye.

She suddenly thought for no reason: "Even a person with great powers like him has many things that can't be done." ”

The burns on her face were still there, but she didn't care. After she drank the bowl of talisman water given by Qingyangzi, she didn't think about whether she could kill that Pang Yue, and at that time her heart was stirred with an indescribable pride, as if all heroes in the world were like this.

She didn't understand, it was just a bowl of runic water that allowed her to kill Pang Yue, what was Pang Yue's cultivation after practicing for so long. There are so many people in the world, who practice every day, and in the end they may not be as good as themselves who only drink a bowl of runic water. So, is it because Qingyangzi's ability is too big, or is it because their ability is too low?

She couldn't think of this clearly, so she sat in front of Qingyangzi's clean room and waited for Qingyangzi to come out. The sword was inserted in front of her, and her hands were folded on the hilt of the sword, and her chin was resting, contemplatively, she rarely had this state.

The hazy sky still shrouded this large, and the Tongtian Temple was especially quiet on this Luoxia Mountain, and no one disturbed the death of the non-practitioner.

Fufengzi has practiced for more than 70 years, and met with non-Taoist people 30 years ago, and it didn't take long for the two to become friends because of their temperament. He is a casual cultivator, occasionally got a great way to get a trick, and then convinced to refine the gods, and now he has given birth to a baby in the god room, when he was just a dantian knot, the golden pill contained a wisp of magic intent, so at that time he had a spell.

He practiced his spirit every day in the hope that one day he would have an epiphany and ascend, but his peaceful days were shattered, and he was granted a magic circle and told to teach it to the non-followers.

He couldn't do it if he wanted to, the man didn't show up at all, so he couldn't move, zuihou he went to the Luoxia Mountain Tongtian Temple in Baiyuan Prefecture, and vaguely reminded the non-Taoist people.

At this time, he didn't know that the Flame Ancestor was dead, and the place where he was located was more than 700 miles away from Luoxia Mountain, and he had already closed the cave when he came back from Luoxia Mountain, and decided not to go out of the customs within ten years.

Just as his mind sank into the kind of unpredictable meaning, his heart jumped inexplicably, and almost at the same time, a yellow light appeared in his consciousness, and the yellow light made his original gray and hazy heart shijie become bright, and the ten thousand yellow light actually had a little bit of the feeling that the sun was rising from the east to dispel all darkness.

He was shocked in his heart, and suddenly opened his eyes, only to see a yellow pearl coming out of his cave clean room, and the yellow pearl emitted light that would make the clean room like a layer of yellow glow.

"I don't know who your friend is, what do you have to teach here?" Fu Fengzi was frightened in his heart, and he didn't dare to speak too strongly.

I saw that the yellow bead was floating in the void, and suddenly the yellow flame rose, turning into a huge monster head, and a voice appeared in the void.

"Who taught you your Seven-Star Life Protector Circle?"

"I don't know how to do it. Fufengzi naturally said such a sentence, and after the words fell, the yellow bead that not only illuminated the clean room, but also illuminated even his heart, disappeared.

He suddenly felt something strange, pondering what was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out.

He didn't know that at the moment of questioning just now, Qingyangzi saw the memory in his heart through the resentment, and what Qingyangzi saw was just a wisp of black smoke, and the black smoke seemed to be alive, and when he found out that Qingyangzi saw him, he immediately dissipated, and there was no trace of dissipation.

This made Qingyangzi understand that this person either had a very high cultivation level or had a unique spell, otherwise it would be impossible to leave a wisp of divine thought in other people's memories.

In an ordinary house in a big city in the world, a young Taoist sitting cross-legged on the bed opened his eyes, his brows furrowed slightly, and he whispered to himself: "I didn't expect that there are such people in the Tianyan Dao Sect outside, I have to be careful in the future, don't meet him, if I meet him, he will be able to recognize me." ”

Qing Yangzi also opened his eyes in the view of heaven, he opened his mouth and inhaled in the void, and a yellow and clear pearl was swallowed into his mouth from nothingness.