Chapter 2452 God’s will is like a knife
The talented people in this world each have their own pursuits, whether for their family, their country, their reputation, or their path.
Only Wang Changji only does one thing - looking for bones.
Walking out of Maple Grove City, from the present world to the Netherworld, from the Netherworld to this gap, I have been chasing traces of bones all the way.
Jiang Wang's celestial being came to the world of Netherworld, killed the true god Youmeng, collected the ghost old man of Yinshan Mountain, became the new owner of the White Bone Shrine, attained the [Netherworld Heaven], and almost occupied the core territory of the former White Bones. He was in White Bones
Sitting on the throne like a god, I always think about——
If I were a skeleton, what would I want? Where would I go?
God's will is unpredictable, and it is difficult for him to know.
It is almost impossible to find the true deity who came to the world with bones!
Even if it is confirmed that He has reincarnated into this world. Even if a lot of information obtained from the Bone Palace can frame a rough time period, it is still an endless sea and a bottomless abyss.
The present world is vast, and massive numbers of people are born and die every moment.
Even if the difference in time of birth is only one breath, it will be thousands of miles away.
Although it is known that the White Bones were born, at what specific time and place was the person born? Was he a man or a woman, a virtuous person or a fool?
Is his plan planned for ten years, a hundred years, or a thousand years?
Just one thought, and there are infinite changes.
White Bones can be the pride of heaven, or he can be ignored by everyone. He can study hundreds of schools of thought and seek for eternity, but he may not be unable to face the loess and experience one round of life first.
Forming a white bone Taoist body is already a transcendent act, and it has opened up countless possibilities for himself.
Jiang Wang often appears in the world of the underworld, looking at time and space at the White Bone Shrine, wondering if he can overlap with White Bone's line of sight at a certain moment, and happen to see the landing point where White Bone once looked, and thus meet him.
But the present world is so vast, and people are like countless sands in a long river, and like stars in the distant night that come and go.
After all, it can't be found.
But during the long search, they also discovered one thing——
The White Bone God gave up almost everything he had in the Netherworld, including his name, the Bone Shrine, the White Bones... He spent almost all of his long accumulation in the Netherworld in the Netherworld.
Only one thing disappeared with His disappearance.
That is [Yellow Spring].
The nether world is full of dead water, only the nine springs hide the vitality.
The nine springs are: Fengquan, Yaquan, Huangquan, Hanquan, Yinquan, Youquan, Xiaquan, Kuquan and Mingquan.
They are the greatest treasures of this great world, and to a certain extent, they are even symbols of the underworld.
Regardless of their significance to the big world, they themselves are not inferior to the cave-heaven treasures in this world. Like the fairy palace and the pure land, they can be called cave-heaven-like treasures.
The strong ones will inevitably draw their bows and arrows and chase them away, just like chasing deer in the wilderness. After hunting, everyone returns home.
Over a long period of time, Jiuquan has changed its owner frequently. The living water of Baoquan has been stained with so much divine blood and so much hatred!
However, there are a few treasure springs in the underworld that have never been changed and are not allowed to be contaminated by others. For example, the Yellow Spring is always controlled by the White Bone God and has always been His forbidden possession.
It is even said that [Yellow Spring] is the foundation of His enlightenment!
During the missionary process of White Bone Taoism, believers must always chant the name of "Yellow Spring".
Wang Changji, who was once a Taoist disciple of the White Bones, and Jiang Wang, who was once mistaken for a Taoist disciple of the White Bones, both heard "The bottom of the Forgotten River, the abyss of the underworld" countless times. Later, they lighted and darkened, and almost wiped out all the White Bones believers in the world.
Let the world not hear this sound.
As long as there were some small religious sects that believed in the underworld, they would easily wipe them out.
But many years later, I came to look for the [Yellow Spring] in this eulogy!
Wang Changji especially believed that the Yellow Spring disappeared because it was taken away by the Bone God.
He has been gazed at by the bones since he became conscious, and he also gazes at the bones. He knows very well that the supreme posture of looking down on all living beings with the Bone God, what he seeks is "perfection" rather than "muddling along"——
It is precisely because of this that the White Bone God gave up the pseudo-transcendence of the Netherworld and risked his death to enter the human world. It is precisely because of this that he will not give up the underworld, after all, it represents the power he once possessed that transcended the peak.
He will risk leaving the [underworld] behind in order to achieve a more complete and powerful self when he takes the step of true transcendence!
Wang Changji arrived at the Bone Shrine before Jiang Wang. After careful searching, he only left a letter to his fellow travelers.
Since then, he has been traveling back and forth between the underworld and the present world.
There is nothing here except endless gaps in time and space. The extremely occasional time and space disasters can be regarded as scenery.
What you see is vast. What you experience is empty.
The only clue is his familiarity with the White Bone God, and the only support is the knowledge that the Heavenly Man and Dharma Prime has continuously enriched and conveyed to him in the process of sitting in and controlling the White Bone God Palace.
It's completely like finding a needle in a haystack and experiencing hardship in the world.
He walked in the endless time and space between the two lives every day and night, with no life, no experience, no food, no drink, no words, just like this, he went through one empty gap in time and space one after another...
Finally found Huangquan.
Endless days and nights are just a sentence.
But that's all I want.
Finding the underworld is not the same as finding the bones. To touch the underworld rashly would be to scare the snake away. He just hung his pole on the shore, waiting for the day when the god of bones would appear in the world and ripples would appear in the underworld.
When this day finally came, Jiang Wang also came as a letter and hid quietly in the Jie Wukong Realm.
They all hid and gathered their thoughts, waiting silently, waiting for this drop of yellow spring water that returned from nowhere to give corresponding feedback to the white bones incarnation.
Once the feedback connection occurs, they will immediately follow the connection and enter the real world, find their traces, kill their bodies and destroy their souls, and forever obliterate their path!
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What is a person?
God’s will…how to describe it?
The sound of flipping through books.
Wen Tinglan walked quickly in the library, walking back and forth, flipping through books. Her hair was like tangled grass, and her eyes were red.
She, who had always paid attention to her appearance and even wanted every petal of her hairpin to be complete and beautiful, was now in an unsightly state.
She desperately wanted to know the answer. It was a strong desire for knowledge that burst out from the bottom of her heart.
Human beings are captives of curiosity throughout their lives. All treks are to satisfy the questions in their hearts.
A gentle woman like her is not exempt from the vulgarity of everyone.
In order to find the truth of one word, the sages lay on the ice for ten years and learned about the cold.
She locked herself in the library that the Wen family was proud of and searched through the collection!
This library is the accumulation of several generations of the Wen family. Many ancient books that are not available on the market are stored here. It is called "the heirloom of poetry and calligraphy, the inheritance of classics and scholarship."
On weekdays, Wen Tinglan always read books, but she always handled them with care and was reluctant to leave a wrinkled page.
But why?
Hua Hua Hua...
The dense pages turned out to be phantoms, and countless words were flying in front of my eyes.
What is the answer?
Hua Hua Hua...
My mind was in chaos, as if thousands of troops were fighting!
For example, before the Hongmeng opens, everything is in a mess.
"Miss..." the maid's voice sounded outside the door, reminding her gently: "Uncles and uncles have arrived."
"Don't make any noise..." Wen Tinglan murmured.
She flipped through the book without raising her head.
"Human Classics", "Ten Classics Annotations", "Ancient Meanings Now"...each classic expounds the author's understanding of the truth of the world.
Why?
To be continued...