"What kind of environment will have a vision. Even if you try hard to imagine and substitute, it is just a biased conclusion and answer. Therefore, it is not advisable to put yourself into others and guess others' thoughts from this. It is often a thousand miles apart."

Just like Jin Xiangdi, he had never been able to understand Hua Qingyang's Taoist thoughts, so Huiyan said this to Jin Xiangdi.

Huiyan's way of walking is so unique that he has become unique when sitting on this colorful tiger. It is not fast in the feeling of the golden elephant, at least not as fast as he wanders on the earth. However, he has never been able to see clearly what the surrounding environment is, and it is always hazy, just like it is just dawn or dizzy.

Sitting on the tiger's back, Huiyan held the poisonous python's inner pill in his hand and refined the poisonous gas. The originally red and black inner pill slowly became crystal clear, like amber, and like a star being picked off by Huiyan.

Jin Xiangdi asked Huiyan what this inner alchemy should be used for.

Huiyan said: "I want to use it as a talisman for the transmission of the spirit."

"Who will the talisman be sent to, Master?"

"Haha, Master never leaves the mountain, it is passed on to Senior Brother Zhitong." Huiyan was still driving away the poisonous gas from the inner elixir.

Jin Xiangdi asked in confusion: "Senior Brother Zhitong? Can he be worthy of Hua Qingyang?"

"Senior Brother Zhitong had already established the ancient magic elephant eighty years ago, and naturally he could match Huaqingyang."

Jin Xiangdi was surprised and asked quickly: "Where is Senior Brother Zhitong now?"

"Dongsheng Huaguo Mountain in Shenzhou."

Jin Xiangdi had never heard of the name of Huaguo Mountain, and was not even very clear about how far Dongsheng Shenzhou was from. He asked quickly: "How far is Huaguo Mountain from here? Can Senior Brother Zhitong come?"

Huiyan was silent for a while and said, "Senior Brother has great magic power and should be able to arrive in time."

Although Huiyan was not sure, Jin Xiangdi was looking forward to it. He hoped that Huiyan could make a good messaging talisman as soon as possible, and hoped that Senior Brother Zhitong could arrive soon.

The wind once blew the flowers all over the mountain, but now it blew the flowers all over the mountain. An old man rode on a tiger and ran quickly among the forest.

"There is a world in the square inch of the Lingtai." This is the first sentence Huiyan said when introducing the Lingtai Sect to Jinxiangdi. Jinxiangdi naturally couldn't understand it, and then asked Huiyan what it meant. Huiyan did not explain much, but just said: "When you return to Lingtai Sect, you will naturally slowly know that there are countless magics to learn in Lingtai Sect and you can learn anything you want to learn, but you have to understand all of this yourself, because the master will never teach you."

"Why not teach?" Jin Xiangdi asked.

"Taiqing, one of the Three Pure Ones, once wrote a book called "Taishang Weiyan". I wonder if you have read it." Huiyan asked.

Huiyan's words brought Jin Xiangdi back to the village where he still didn't know what his name was. He remembered the old master, looked up at Huiyan, looked at the wrinkles on his face, and his white hair, and suddenly felt that the two of them were really similar. This look did not mean appearance, but that temperament, the same grandeur, the same warmth, and the same wise inside.

Just looking at Huiyan's face and his indifferent eyes, the sorrow in Jin Xiangdi's heart became heavier and heavier.

Ai Huiyan's life is passing by bit by bit before his eyes, and resentment is a resentment of Hua Qingyang's cold and ruthlessness, step by step, forcing his senior brother Huiyan into the road of death.

"Well, I've seen that there is another teacher in the world who teaches me to read!" Jin Xiangdi said, remembering that he had not been to the teacher's grave to worship.

"Haha, he should have named your name too."

"Well, it was the teacher who helped me." Jin Xiangdi looked at the blurry images on both sides of the road, and remembered the old Master's words, and couldn't help but say it. "The teacher said that I was covered in red gold, so he took gold as his surname, and said that I was a demon spirit, so I must take off the demon body. I hope I can establish the Dharma Elephant and record the immortal book forever, so I gave me the name Jin Xiangdi."

Huiyan was silent for a while, looked at Jin Xiangdi, and said, "Your teacher must be a great sage. He upholds the mission of sages and saints to educate the people. Otherwise, he would not have accepted a monster as a student. What is your teacher's name?"

"I don't know." Jin Xiangdi's voice was very weak. He remembered that he didn't know the teacher's name now, and regretted that he didn't ask at that time.

Huiyan smiled and said, "You don't know the name, then you should remember what your teacher said."

"I remember everything the teacher said." Jin Xiangdi said quickly: "I remember the book the teacher taught in class and the "Taishang Weiyan" that I explained for me."

"Haha, very good. You can respect your teacher without knowing the name of your teacher, but the teacher's way must be remembered in your heart." Huiyan's voice was very old, with the smell of rotten wood for thousands of years. "If you know the "Taishang Weiyan", then you should know that the Tao can be told, the extraordinary Tao. All the Dharma images practiced in the world and the Tao learned are no longer the real way of heaven and earth. The longer the inheritance is, the further away from the Tao. Therefore, my Lingtai Sect never preached the Dharma, because the Dharma comes from the Tao, but he does not speak the Tao, because speaking the Tao is not the Tao."

When Jin Xiangdi heard this, he remembered that when his teacher explained "Taishang Weiyan", he also said that some things cannot be explained, and the explanation will instead cause the listener to be lost.

Suddenly, Huiyan slapped the tiger's back and the tiger stopped. The images around him suddenly became clear. Jin Xiangdi didn't know why, but his intuition told him that it was not a good thing. Could it be that Hua Qingyang had caught up with him?

What he was most worried about was that Hua Qingyang caught up with him, so naturally he thought so whenever there was something wrong.

But sometimes what you worry about the most will happen.

Hua Qingyang was wearing a moon-white robe, standing there spotlessly, with a white sheathed sword around his waist. He stood quietly on the top of the green mountain, standing on the branch of a green tree with red flowers on the top of the mountain, with white robe floating and graceful clothes.

Jin Xiangdi once imagined what the style of the sword immortal in the world should be. What he imagined was what Hua Qingyang is now. However, although Hua Qingyang was exactly the same as what Jin Xiangdi thought, it was very different inside. In his heart, the sword immortal should be like the moon and his heart is like the moon, noble and clear, and not stained with dust. Hua Qingyang is the cold and ruthless scorching sun, brilliant and dazzling, but it will destroy everything, as if no trace of anyone or anything in the world in the center of his eyes can be left behind.

Huiyan stood at the foot of the mountain and patted the tiger's body. The tiger roared and ran back, ran a few steps but looked back, then jumped into the dense forest.

Jin Xiangdi looked at Huiyan and found that he was not afraid or surprised at all, as if everything was expected. But he originally felt that Huiyan's old and decaying body had a vigorous feeling, like a pine tree on the edge of the cliff and a rock in the wind.

He felt Jin Xiangdi's worry, smiled at Jin Xiangdi, and said, "It's okay." After that, he looked at the top of the mountain, and the faint white clouds floated above Hua Qingyang's head, making him look more and more like a noble immortal.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Hua for creating the Jade Cauldron Dharma Elephant." Huiyan said to Hua Qingyang on the top of the mountain.

Hua Qingyang's expression did not change at all. Even without blinking his eyelids, he just looked at Huiyan quietly.

"Recently, I have always thought that the senior brother condenses the jade tripod and the Tao that practices the Tao that forgets. He can improve quickly at this time, but there may be great hidden dangers in the future, and he may never be able to condense the Taoist supreme Dharma image." Huiyan said calmly without any hurricane, and the sword that did not meet with his enemies was pausing Zhang.

Jin Xiang Di thought Hua Qingyang would not answer or say anything. Unexpectedly, Hua Qingyang actually spoke, and he only heard him say: "I practice the way of heaven and can control any magical image."

"Haha, I am also practicing the way of heaven. Every practitioner is practicing the way of heaven, but everyone is different. Otherwise, how could the Taoist sect have the appearance of the Three Pure One Patriarch and the Twenty-One One Dharma Image." Huiyan said. At this time, he was not at all weak in facing Hua Qingyang, but instead felt like an old man was guiding young people.

Hua Qingyang did not answer again, as if thinking about Huiyan's words.

Jin Xiangdi was naturally thinking about the meaning of Huiyan's words. In his understanding, Huiyan's meaning was that Hua Qingyang was actually wrong. This reminded him of what Huiyan said a few days ago, and do not use his own heart to calm his heart. This heart can naturally be said to be the heart of heaven. Hua Qingyang believes that he is practicing the way of heaven, but in fact, it is practiced according to the way of heaven that he understands, not the real way of heaven. This is not a problem that Hua Qingyang faces alone, but also what the practitioners in the world are thinking about. Therefore, there is a saying that is called "Tire the heart of heaven and cultivate the way of oneself".

"What I practice is the way of heaven." After a long time, Hua Qingyang suddenly spoke, as if it was nothing special as before, but there was a bitter and peerless smell in Jin Xiangdi's ears. Just as he finished speaking, a strong sword light rushed straight into the sky, and the white clouds scattered above the nine heavens.

The cold murderous intent poured down from the top of his head like ice water. In Jin Xiangdi's eyes, Hua Qingyang disappeared at the moment when the sword chant sounded.

Everything in front of me has turned into pictures in an instant, messy and frozen.

Huiyan did not retreat with the golden elephant, but stepped into the void to the nine heavens. As he soared, his body quickly became younger, and his body was covered with a layer of clear water, washing away his aging, as if time had flowed back.

Huaqingyang disappeared and reappeared, and it had reached mid-air. His eyes were cold and there was no trace of emotion. Just like the weather in winter, no matter how many creatures on the earth died, there would be no change. The sword body reflected the sun's light and pierced into the golden elephant's eyes, and it was white and brilliant.

Huiyan had already appeared in the sky. At this time, he was no longer old, and his white hair and old face had disappeared without a trace, as if everything Jin Xiangdi had seen before was just a dream. Jin Xiangdi was very happy and thought to himself: "Have you been pretending to be a little bit old before!"

Feather crown and crane robe, young and handsome.

This is what Huiyan looked like in Jin Xiangdi's eyes at this time. In his opinion, Huiyan was no worse than Hua Qingyang at this time, and even a little higher. The picture flashed, but it seemed to condense, and it seemed that her eyesight could not keep up with their speed.

The sword light was shining brightly, and the overwhelming light drowned Huiyan. The wind and clouds surging above the nine heavens, and the spiritual energy was chaotic like a broken stream, rushing rapidly.

Jin Xiangdi looked at Huiyan being swept away by the sword light, and his heart trembled and he even forgot his breathing.

"bite……"

The sword light suddenly dissipated, and Huiyan's figure appeared in Jin Xiangdi's eyes. It still looked the same, but there was a slight feeling in Jin Xiangdi's heart. Because Huiyan had a hand dripping blood, as if it was cut on his wrist, the blood slid down his fingertips, falling into the wind, and scattered into the void.

Huiyan's face was pale, and a cloud gathered under her feet.

"I have already cut off many people who condensed the Dharma image three years ago, and it is enough to be proud that you can survive under my sword until now with the realm of not even condensed the Dharma image."

Jin Xiangdi was shocked. Senior Brother Huiyan did not condense the Dharma image. No wonder he was not the opponent of Hua Qingyang. He heard about Hua Qingyang's words, he had killed the person who condensed the Dharma image three years ago, but he himself only condensed into the Dharma image of the Jade Cauldron.

Just as Hua Qingyang was talking, Huiyan suddenly smiled, and as she smiled, a starlight surged above her head, and the starlight spread and turned into a night sky full of stars. In a blink of an eye, the sky that was originally shining brightly turned into night.

Huiyan had long disappeared into the starlight.
Chapter completed!