"What is Tao? What is it?"

Lin Junshu turned around and saw Hu Jian with the same surprised expression, and knew that this vision was not just in his mind.

"Is this a smart voice access control system?"

The figure in my mind stopped moving after saying those words of unclear meaning.

But the figure still existed motionless in the minds of the two of them. This feeling was very subtle. Lin Junshu couldn't help but focus on it when there was a person in his head.

Looking at the cloth bag in his arms, Lin Junshu said tentatively:

"The sky is dead, should the yellow sky stand?"

No response.

You made a mistake, try again.

"The Tao can be Tao, but it is not Tao. The name can be named, but it is not named?"

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"The greatest good is like water, which benefits all things without fighting?"

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"Heaven and earth are so unkind that they regard all things as stupid dogs?"

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"The roc rises with the wind in one day and soars ninety thousand miles away?"

……

Nothing happened.

Just when Lin Junshu was racking his brains and thinking of any other famous Taoist quotes in his mind, he heard Hu Jian next to him suddenly say:

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky must stand!"

The next second, Hu Jian's figure disappeared from the place without warning.

"???"

"It's too much! Double standards are not allowed! I read this sentence as soon as it came. Why didn't I respond and he just disappeared on the spot?"

Looking at the empty platform, Lin Junshu realized that there should be something similar to the fairyland's secret realm.

The question from the figure in my mind should be the condition for entering the secret realm.

But why is the same answer, Hu Jian went in, but there was no response from his side?

"Is it an accent problem? Hu Jian speaks the hometown dialect of Nanhua Immortal?"

After thinking for a long time, Lin Junshu finally came to the conclusion. When he said the sentence "The sky is dead, the yellow sky will stand", Hu Jian looked resolute and impassioned.

And I am full of temptations and hesitations. Well, it must be because my emotions are not in place.

Lin Junshu closed his eyes and meditated, and began to recall the scenes after he met Zhang Jiao and the Yellow Turban Army.

The old man used five fireballs to clear the way, trying to let him escape...

In the valley, the Yellow Turban soldiers’ final charge cry...

In the Battle of the Giant Deer, the three altars stood up and Huang Tian gained momentum. The old man hugged the surging Huang Tian and rushed forward without hesitation...

Lin Junshu opened his eyes, his eyes filled with determination and determination.

Point your finger to the sky and say in a loud voice:

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky must stand!"

"If you are aged in Jiazi, the world will be blessed!"

"..."

On the top of the mountain, there are white clouds, and on the empty and narrow platform, the breeze blows gently...

"Damn! Isn't this enough?"

Lin Junshu seriously suspected that Zhang Jiao's master was targeting him!

"But even if you don't like me, I still hold Zhang Jue's head in my arms. Why don't you let the old man return to his hometown and bury him first?"

After several attempts, Lin Junshu sat on the top of the mountain and seriously thought about the problem in his mind.

"What is Tao... What is Tao... Why can Lao Hu get in with the same questions and the same answers, but I can't?"

"What is the difference between me and Lao Hu..."

After thinking for a long time, Lin Junshu finally discovered the problem.

The Way of Huang Tian is Zhang Jiao's way, and it is also Hu Jian's way. Although Lin Junshu agreed with Zhang Jiao's philosophy, he never believed that he would follow Zhang Jiao's path of using Huang Tian to replace the sky to save all people.
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Therefore, whether it is the Tao of Huang Tian, ​​the Tao Te Ching that I memorize, or the poems related to Xiaoyaoyou, they are Tao, but they are not my own Tao.

"How do you get started using other people's methods?"

After thinking about the pass, Lin Junshu suddenly understood, "Then what is my own way?"

Although Zhang Jiao once said that he was also a person who would disregard his own life for the sake of his ideals, he felt that he was not that great.

What's more, for Lin Junshu now, he doesn't know what his ideal is. He has always been wrapped up in the situation and did what he felt was right at the moment.

After thinking for a long time, Lin Junshu finally spoke slowly. This time he did not endorse it again, but said the rest of the answer after finding his true heart:

"My way is to walk in the world and observe the various changes in the world, and to walk on my own path to seek a clear conscience. Where is the way forward? Where is the way forward? Only by breaking through the barriers can I clearly see my way."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Junshu suddenly felt a huge suction coming from the big black stone next to him. In an instant, his body suddenly shrank and he threw himself towards the black stone...

When consciousness returned, the scene in front of him had undergone earth-shaking changes.

It is also the top of a mountain, but the mountain at the foot is different from the previous small hill of several hundred meters. Instead, it is as steep as the sky.

The sky was gray and there was no sun. Occasionally, there were a few huge black crows spreading their wings and circling.

Looking back, I can only see the thick sea of ​​clouds blocking the mountainside, and I can't tell how high the mountain is.

In front of him is the gate of a stately mansion with white walls and black tiles. In front of the gate are several gray-black crooked-neck trees of unknown species.

There is a plaque on the door that reads "Nanhua Temple".

"Is this the real Nanhua Mountain?"

The mountain and the Taoist temple seem to be in a world of their own, as if they were sealed in the big black stone with "Nanhua Mountain" engraved on the top of the mountain using the magic of the immortal mustard.

It makes people marvel, but it is completely different from the imagined fairy spirit. Not to mention the fairy style, it actually has an inexplicable depressing and gloomy feeling.

Lin Junshu walked to the dark brown door and raised his hand, hesitating whether to knock or not.

A gust of breeze blew by, but the door slowly opened silently.

The ethereal voice of the figure in my head sounded in my ears:

"Come in."

Not seeing Hu Jian who came in first, Lin Junshu was still a little panicked.

After tightening the cloth bag in his arms, Lin Junshu stepped into this "extraordinary" Taoist temple.

Entering the temple, you will find a small courtyard with a stone paved road that goes straight through the front courtyard. There are some random plants planted on both sides of the courtyard, the same dark color, and you can’t tell the species.

Not seeing anyone, Lin Junshu could only move forward along the only stone path.

After passing through two or three more gates, we finally came to a main hall.

As soon as he entered the palace gate, Lin Junshu saw Hu Jian's familiar back.

"Lao Hu..."

Just when he was about to shout, Lin Junshu saw the figure in the middle of the hall with his back to him. The voice gradually overlapped with the previously unclear shadow in his mind. Thinking of the oppressive gaze before, Lin Junshu couldn't help but closed his mouth.

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The strange man with his back turned to him, wearing a blue-gray monk's robe, with his long hair tied into a miter on his head, was looking up at the words on the altar.

There is only a big word "Tao" on the plain paper. The word is scrawled casually, like a child's essay, but there is a natural Tao charm between the strokes.

Lin Junshu stood still, and the man slowly turned around.

Lin Junshu's pupils shrank, "This is Nanhua Immortal..."

The man who turned around in his left eye had no sadness or joy on his face, and was so plain that he didn't look like a human being.

But there were only two similar faces squeezed into his left and right cheeks, one filled with anger and the other extremely sad.

Three faces with similar facial features and completely different expressions, crowded into one small face, looked particularly strange.

Three pairs of eyes glanced at Lin Junshu at the same time, and the face in the middle said expressionlessly:
Chapter completed!