"Daoyou want to learn the ruthlessness of Dao Ancestor, Lao Jun wants to learn Dao Ancestor's inaction, but unfortunately after all, it is like a donkey and not a horse!"

In the long river of fate, the red boy looked at the incarnation of the golden dome of the saint nearby, and said a sentence of heart-wrenching words.

"Isn't it that Daoist friends think that they have obtained the true inheritance of Dao Ancestor?"

The clay man still has three points of rusticness, not to mention that the golden-topped immortal in front of him is the distraction of the saint, and the arrogance is not lost to the red child. Even more, the arrogance is that even his own masters, Demon Ancestor Rahu and Dao Ancestor Hongjun, have never been convinced, and they are determined to transcend from the avenue of the two and achieve their own supreme path.

That's why the guide will first betray the demon ancestor, and then break away from the way of heaven, and create the path of Buddhism with his junior brother Zhun Ti in the barren west, only hoping that his family will one day be able to compete with the way of heaven, of course, in the hearts of the two of them, they must have never doubted it.

At this time, he was scolded by the red boy pointing his nose like this, but he finally couldn't hang it on his face, the cold light in his eyes was great, an obscure aura diffused from his body, and faint ripples spread in the long river of fate.

Unexpectedly, the endless trajectory of fate was stagnant, and vaguely many fate stars changed direction because of this fluctuation.

"Buzz!"

A clear light emanated from the red boy's eyebrows, turning into a wave of water, sweeping in all directions, instantly cleansing the long river of fate, and correcting those fates that had changed because of the introduction. Then he sighed softly: "The Tao of the Dao Ancestor is broad and profound, leading directly to the Great Dao, but it is not my way, so the Holy Child does not take it, just like the Taoist friends and the quasi-Daoist friends founded the Buddha Gate." ”

"Humph!"

Hearing the words of the red child, the guide was slightly relieved, looked at the red child nearby, and said: "Dao Youguang said that there is affection and ruthlessness, but I don't know that although this love has a 'destiny', but also looks at 'artificial', just like the dragon and the tiger, although there are poor monks to intervene, but how can the poor monks dominate their will? ”

"Hey, hey!"

Smell that. The red boy shook his head and said: "One yard is one yard, but Daoyou is not fooling." The matter of the three of them naturally had to be left to the three of them to settle by themselves, but it was inappropriate for Daoyou to intervene so arbitrarily. As the Holy Child said. The Buddha has great love, wants to purify all sentient beings, and live in bliss together. But is it true that all living beings are willing to be born in bliss?"

"Although bliss is good, in the eyes of the Buddhas, all living beings are miserable, but how do you know that the tribulation in the red dust is not another kind of bliss? Guanzi has compassion for the world, but how can the world need compassion? Under the way of heaven, all things are dogs for them, but all things still grow under the way of heaven and flourish, just like the weeds on the side of the road. After every autumn and winter, there is always a more lush spring and summer. Where the vitality is, self-improvement is only. ”

If all of them are directed to bliss, then how can the so-called bliss still be bliss? Without experiencing the suffering of the red dust, how can the world know the true meaning of bliss? This act is tantamount to killing a chicken and taking its eggs. Castrating the vitality of all living beings, so that all living beings indulge in the Elysium, I am afraid that the Bliss is no longer Bliss, but the boundless purgatory, another sea of red dust and suffering. ”

"You!"

Hearing the words of the red child, two shocking lights were released from the eyes of the guide, and there were two golden Dao fires faintly. Burning the heavens, all things in the heavens turned into ashes in the fire of the calamity.

"Hongchen suffering, all things in heaven and earth are fighting, even the Heavenly Dao Hongjun and the saints are just one of them, but Taoist friends think that the so-called solemnity, purity, and equality are eternal bliss, which is a big mistake!"

Red Boy sees this. But he looked at him, and the boundless vision was also born from his body, resisting the sky-high momentum on his body, and said: "Under the way of heaven, yin and yang are born together, and blessings and disasters depend on each other. Just like the way of heaven and the way of the devil, like the way of the devil and the way of the Buddha, just like the way of the Buddha and the way of the Buddha, how can these two be wasted? Lonely yin does not give birth, and only yang does not grow, so the Holy Child thinks that bliss is just a vain, and if there is no bliss, then there will be no bliss in the world!"

"Poof!"

A mouthful of golden blood spurted out from the mouth, and in his eyes, the fire was full of light, and the endless golden Buddha fire surged out, sweeping towards the red child, and a phantom shadow of the Great Buddha appeared above the head of the leader, looking at the red child nearby with no sadness or joy, and said: "I have heard that the way of the Red Cloud Taoist friend is not for eternity, not for bliss, although the guide is not talented, but also wants to ask for advice." ”

It is useless to say more, under the way of heaven, which of the ancestors of the desolation is not a person with outstanding qualifications? The truth in the world is like this, but how can everyone not understand it? It is just that they are attached to the Tao in their hearts, and the positive and negative are born together, and in the view of the introduction, the words of the red boy are not also fallacies......

The land of Xishu, 100,000 mountains, 100,000 barbarian mountains.

A sky-rushing sword light galloped from the eastern sky, and it didn't enter the mountain gate, exuding a monstrous might, which made the disciples of the mountain guard look sideways again and again, but they didn't dare to obstruct it in the slightest, obviously they recognized the owner of the sword light, and with a look of awe and fear, they saw it instantly move away from the main peak hall.

"Phew!"

The sword light was extremely fast, and in an instant, it had gone out for dozens of miles, and landed in front of the main peak of the Hundred Barbarian Mountain, and a figure appeared. But he is a sturdy man, eight feet tall, burly, dressed in a black suit, with a ** upper body, dressed as a practitioner of the same Buddhist sect.

The bald head is hairless, the face is vicious, the eyes are flashing with gloom, there is a slight scar on the face, adding a kind of evil spirit, and I don't know if it is true or false with an eyepatch on his left eye. The arm is thick, but the left arm is broken at the shoulder, and there is a strange-shaped knife pinned to the waist, vaguely exuding colorful colors, and even a trace of blood, as if there is an infinite sea of blood flowing above the blade.

There were still a few skins hanging on his waist, and he didn't know what to pretend, and his expression seemed to be quite anxious, and when he appeared, he looked left and right, and then turned around and walked in the direction of the main hall.

"Senior brother!"

At this time, a Taoist in Tsing Yi walked out of the stone room on the side, called this person, and bowed slightly, but his eyes showed a little curiosity: "Senior brother is in a hurry, but he wants to go to the main hall to visit the ancestor?"

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Merlot!"

When the man heard this, he frowned slightly, and then turned his head to look at the person with a slight smile on his face. It turned out that these two people were the disciples of the green-robed ancestor of the Hundred Barbarian Mountain, Xin Chenzi and Mei Luzi.

"A few days ago, my brother went to Dongtu on the orders of my master, and I was able to return today, so I was planning to go to the main hall to ask my master for peace. ”

Smiling slightly, Xin Chenzi looked at Mei Luzi nearby, looking quite kind, but a little different color flashed in his eyes, obviously between the disciples under the green robe ancestor of Baiman Mountain, it was not monolithic, such as the two people in front of him.

"That's just right!"

Hearing this, Mei Luzi showed a slight smile, and hurriedly stepped forward to stand with Xin Chenzi and said: "The junior brother is also out of the customs today, and he is about to go to the main hall to listen to the teachings of the patriarch, it is better to go!"

After that, he followed Xin Chenzi into the main hall without any indifference, but saw that above the main hall, a lean and withered figure was lying on the throne, and a faint green glow emanated from the surface of his body, like a little ghost fire, which was quite infiltrating.

In the corner of the hall, there are several iron cages, in which these naked ** barbarians are imprisoned, their eyes are godless, muddy, and some of them are still scarred, I don't know what they are for, but a strange aura is floating in the hall, it seems to be to the nine netherworlds.

"Disciple Xin Chenzi. ”

"Merlot, I've seen the ancestor!"

Seeing such a scene, the two of them hurriedly knelt down, not daring to look up directly, although the figure on the throne seemed to be asleep, but the two did not dare to be disrespectful in the slightest.

"Huh?"

As if awakened, the figure finally opened its eyes slightly, revealing a little doubt, and looked at the two figures below.

"Plop!"

Feeling that gaze, Xin Chenzi and the others clearly felt as if they were being blown by the cold wind of the wax moon, and even felt that the kind of gaze without any emotion was like the cold moon piercing the bone marrow, making people tremble and their hairs stand on end.

Even if it was just swept by that gaze, it seemed to be like being in the boundless sea of blood, blown by the boundless wind and waves, like being in the purgatory of Shura, panicked, and faintly there were countless corpses and mountains of blood floating by him.

I couldn't help but kneel on the ground, almost touching the ground on all fours, trembling, clenching my teeth, but I didn't dare to move half a step.

"Humph!"

At last he sat up, and under the yellow light, the figure gradually appeared, but it was a green robe, ragged and tattered, and there was no clean place above, all of which were dyed red and black by countless old bloodstains, and in some places it was even like black wax, black and shiny.

The body is withered, the face is gloomy, but the eyes are full of spirit and shine with boundless brilliance. A handful of withered yellow hair on his head, connected to a shriveled scalp, looks like a skeleton, a mouth full of yellow teeth, and boundless stench, it really doesn't look like a living person.

The hands and feet are like chicken feet, dry and thin, and the skin is dark red, like orange peel. But the fingernails were more than three inches long, glowing with a faint green light, and there was a lot of nail dirt in them, which was scarlet.

"So, you didn't find it?"

His expression was faint, and his voice was like a ghost, as if it came from the Nine Netherworlds, which was chilling. That strange man is naturally the owner of this thousand-mile Hundred Barbarian Mountain, the green-robed ancestor of the "Southern Demon Sect Master".

To say, this green-robed ancestor is actually not old, and his sudden appearance to fame is only more than 100 years, but in the 100,000 mountains and wilderness in the southwest, he has played a family business, called the king the ancestor, and called himself "the green-robed ancestor".

Vicious, ruthless, and secretive, he is good at using poison and Gu, so he is denounced as an evil demon. However, because its birth time is too short, it is deliberately low-key, although it is a scourge, it is only in this Baimanshan generation, and it has never crossed the line, so it has no reputation in the Three Realms.

There are only a few people in the Demon Dao who live in seclusion in the 100,000 Mountains who have heard of it, but they only know about it, and they only think that they are the younger generations of the Demon Dao, but they don't know it......

ps：

The first one, the weak and the big ones begged for a ticket, and Rose said thank you!