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!
…
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?
Why is the ruler of this world, the Taoist embryo of the human race in this world, so hated by this world?
"Today is the day for the Yan family to hire..." The maid said softly outside the door: "Miss, you have to come out and freshen up——"
"Don't make a noise, don't make a noise..." Wen Tinglan scolded in a sharp voice: "Don't make a noise!!!"
Everything inside and outside the building was quiet.
There was only the sound of turning books and the clattering sound continued.
…
Linzi City is too tall.
It's far away from it and still covered by its shadow.
The shadow of a man, the shadow of a horse, the shadow of a city.
Maybe even if you walk for a lifetime, you will never be able to leave Linzi in your heart.
Zheng Shangming was riding a tall horse, and his other hand was holding the reins of the horse that was carrying Uncle Bao.
The sun set in the other direction, and the shadow of the tall city wall was stretched infinitely, always covering the two of them.
They walked forward, with the shadow of Linzi City chasing after them.
Zheng Shangming turned around and looked at the long shadow of the high wall, like a dense night.
"When I was little, I always played with myself."
On the slowly moving horse, he recalled his childhood.
"My father has been working in the Inspection Bureau. At that time, his official position was still very low, but he was already very busy. My mother was doing research in the Academy of Arts, um, some relatively basic research on spells, but it was extremely cumbersome. They were both very busy.
"
"One year I celebrated my birthday. I was not very obedient at that time and always hoped to get some attention. I specially found a place to hide so that no one could find me. I wanted to see my parents anxious."
Zheng Shangming blinked: "But they didn't notice that I was missing."
"My father thought my mother was taking me with me, and my mother thought I was at my father's place. Or maybe they didn't remember that it was my birthday."
"Later, I was really hungry. I walked out of the alley and walked home alone. It was so dark that night, very, very dark. I still remember a sparrow standing on the eaves.
Watching me walk, I wonder if it can’t find its home either.”
Zheng Shangming grinned: "When I was a child, I was what young men often called a 'young working dog'."
He explained to Bao Xuanjing: "Those of them who can be officials and nobles at birth call those small officials and officials who work hard and can see the end of their lives as 'work dogs', 'work dogs'"
The child was a 'little working dog'. Later, I also became a young man. I told myself that I wanted to fight independently. I am different from those who only rely on their family background. I must prove myself——"
"Later, I proved that I really couldn't do it."
He laughed out loud: "With the help of my father, I became the captain of Beiya."
Bao Xuanjing sat calmly on his horse, listening to the Beiya Captain saying some incomprehensible words.
It's really baffling, who cares about your life?
Zheng Shangming saw the child's seriousness, and in this silence, he felt that he was being listened to.
He softened his tone: "What do I want to tell you? Xuan Jing."
"I don't want to teach you anything. There are many people who want to teach you, and there are many people who can teach you. Sometimes you can't learn."
"It's just that I feel that you are not very happy."
"I share my feelings and my life with you."
"It's that simple," he said.
Bao Xuanjing was stunned for a moment.
This was the first time someone told him——
"I feel you are unhappy."
He was really tired of people who talked to him.
None of them together lived a fraction of his life, and could not even cross the gap between heaven and man, let alone the pinnacle, eternity, but they always came to tell him what path he should take.
But besides these, what else is there to communicate?
Everyone is a completely different individual, with different perceptions of things limited by their own nature. The only thing that everyone has in common is that they are all on the road.
Everyone born in this world is a practitioner.
From birth to death, it is the process of spiritual practice.
When he was studying some time ago, he read a sentence said by Yue Xiaoxu, which he deeply believed -
"I see that everyone in the world is a Taoist friend."
There is another sentence behind -
"Or an enemy."
Aren’t people in the world divided into these two types?
"Those who help me achieve enlightenment", "Those who I will kill before I can move forward".
On the spacious and smooth official road, two horses walked side by side.
The two people sitting on the horse looked like fellow travelers for a moment.
Bao Xuanjing looked down at his heart and noticed that there was a cloud of darkness there.
When Bao Weihong and Dugu Xiao looked at each other, he seemed to be looking at Jiang Wang as well.
Just like when Zhuang Chengqian used it to fill up the calamity, it became the only loophole in this worldly body.
Eight and a half years after his birth, he finally felt the deep malice of Heaven.
He felt that all the accidents were okay, except for the unexpected collision with Jiang Wang...
Just put the sword directly on his neck!
The smooth sailing and steady progress of the past few years seemed like a false dream.
"Destiny favors me" has never happened before.
The silence that has not been disturbed in the past eight and a half years seems to be all for accumulating strength at this moment.
Once the evil intentions of Heavenly Dao are revealed, he must be killed!
But……
Why?
He is the son of destiny, a pure Taoist.
He has a transcendent vision and has paid a sufficient price.
There was absolutely nothing wrong with the entire birth process.
He descended into the human race who truly lived and dominated this world.
Live, study, grow and meet in Linzi city.
He is already a real "person"!
Why was God so targeted?
Where does the malice come from?
There is also a word of greed in killing people and stealing goods! Even because of having money.
Such a strong hatred that would lead to death can never be born without roots.
"Uncle Zheng." Bao Xuanjing admired the scenery beside the official road: "If you have been targeted but don't know what you did wrong, what should you do?"
Zheng Shangming was stunned for a moment.
He did not ask Bao Xuanjing if he was bullied at Jixia Academy, and he did not try to solve it from an "adult" perspective, but took the problem seriously.
"If I don't know what I did wrong, then I must have done nothing wrong."
Captain Beiya said this: "Sometimes you have to do things that others don't like, and sometimes you don't know what they don't like. There are always some inexplicable people and some inexplicable dislikes, but it's up to you to decide what you should do.
What you do is never what others like or dislike."
Bao Xuanjing used his fingers as a comb to comb the horse's mane casually: "What if there is more than one person targeting you?"
"If I am sure that I have done nothing wrong, why should I doubt myself because of other people's dissatisfaction?" Zheng Shangming said: "When one person targets me, it is one person who is wrong. When a group of people targets me, it is a group of people who are wrong. Everyone.
Everyone was wrong about me."
"What if the whole world is wrong?" Bao Xuanjing asked.
"Correct it." Zheng Shangming's expression was very confident for a moment, even sharp, but it quickly softened and finally turned into a bitter smile: "I really want to tell you this. But in fact, I can't.
Maybe only people like Jiang Wangzhong and Xuanzun are qualified to say that. And I—"
He looked at the road ahead: "I will admit my mistake."
"What mistake do you admit?" Bao Xuanjing asked: "You don't know what mistake you made."
Zheng Shangming felt a little disappointed: "It's a mistake that you make a mistake without knowing it. It's a mistake that you don't have enough ability, but you're not gregarious enough."
The two rode together and finally walked out of the shadow of Linzi City. But the sky was dim, and it seemed that there was not much time left to play.
"Hahahahaha." Bao Xuanjing finally laughed: "You are right!!!"
Shoot the arrow first, then draw the target.
The easiest thing in the world is to first decide that someone is at fault, and then look for his fault!
Since he was born into the world, he may have made some mistakes, but absolutely no fatal mistakes. He may have made some negligence due to limited knowledge and vision, but he has established enough safety protections to prevent death due to negligence.
Everything that happened today was just like what Zheng Shangming said in Shuofang Bo's house——
Not your problem.
At that time, he was already shocked to realize that an invisible big net had been opened for him. Some kind of terrifying force pushed the will of God and wanted to strangle him. Or at least force him into a trap that had been prepared.
Here, all his reactions may accelerate his fall into the abyss.
He is not afraid of his opponents, no matter who the hand that drives God's will belongs to. He is also a strong man standing at the top of the heavens and has enough fighting experience. Fighting with others is endless fun.
What really frightened him was the reality of Heaven's malice towards him!
Because this means that all his previous games against the way of heaven have failed. Then this body of the Tao in this world has become a meaningless existence.
The only thing he needs to do is to end this meaningless journey, return to his netherworld, recycle his accumulation, find a way to reaffirm the netherworld gods, and try to become the transcendent person who failed to completely transcend.
That's the end of him!
It is also his best result.
Doing more at this time would lead to more mistakes. He stopped all his intentional and unintentional plans, stopped all external actions, and focused on the Taoist body. Using this body, he sent an invitation to Zheng Shangming for an outing.
Only outside Linzi City, avoiding the possible gaze of Emperor Qi, and using the cover of a powerful but ordinary Beiya Captain like Zheng Shangming, could he dare to do something a little presumptuously——
Only then did he realize that he wanted to take action directly when he saw the Bone Saint in the city. What a foolish thing to do. She was indeed in a human jar!
Under the cover of Zheng Shangming, walking out of Linzi City was a step closer to the netherworld. But he was not willing to go back empty-handed.
Walking with Zheng Shangming and listening to Zheng Shangming talk about his childhood, during this process, he only focused on one thing -
Transform the monster horse he rides.
Without Zheng Shangming's knowledge, the internal organs of the demon horse he was riding had been hollowed out, the walls of the cavity were covered with lines, and the essence and blood gathered into a blood lotus that bloomed, completely replacing the horse's heart.
And the Taoist tire named "Bao Xuanjing" riding on the horse was only an empty shell!
The real Bao Xuanjing, with all his essence, blood and soul gathered at one point, is sitting in the blood lotus.
In a sense, Bao Xuanjing is this monster horse now.
He overcame numerous obstacles and became a real human being. However, he stripped off his human body and became a demon horse.
This is of course not a form of self-defeat, but the beginning of a counterattack against all this by a being who has once walked into the underworld.
As Zheng Shangming said - the world has made mistakes... the strong correct it! The weak admit their mistakes!
All in all, we have to survive, let’s talk about other things.
The moment he transformed into a demon horse...the world became clear.
Just like the mystery in the womb is solved, the fog of ignorance is blown away.
Only then can he truly look at all this clearly!
Looking forward, the mountains and rivers are restored. Suddenly looking back, the world is brightly lit!
When he is a demon horse instead of a human, he sees the world from an unobstructed perspective.
The scenery turned out to be different.
The ignorance of the past was easily manipulated by God's will by the unknown opponent, and was almost forced into a desperate situation...
It's not that he doesn't see far enough, it's not that he's stupid or unintelligent, it's because he is born with limitations and is covered by external forces.
Yes. The peerless genius of Shuofang Bo Mansion, Bao Xuanjing, a rare innate Taoist pulse in the world, has "limits" innately!
With his vision of transcendence, everything was so simple and clear.
Why could the person who made the move in secret be able to seize the sword of God's will and cut him to pieces in such a miserable state?
I figured it out in the moment of "awake".
When you erase the darkness in your heart, the truth has arrived.
That's why he laughed.
Miao Yuzhi has limited talent, Wen Tinglan is smart but not enough, and he was blinded by that power!
"Hahahahahaha!"
Bao Xuanjing laughed endlessly.
Laughing till tears came out.
Why is everything going bad?
Why is God's will like a knife?
It’s because of such a simple reason——
Because destiny lies with the demon!
He has lived for a long time and has been enlightened for a long, long time.
He knows that destiny lies in the demon.
But he was also deceived by those sages of the human race who changed the destiny of the human race.
The Ancient Human Emperor and the Eight Ancient Sages...
Those people deceived heaven and the world, changed history, present, and will affect the future forever.
Sitting in the netherworld, he reviewed history again and again, but saw nothing, thinking that his destiny had been transferred!
But in fact, the human race in the real world is not the human race created by the demon clan in ancient times. The traces of life called "human" have never been fixed at that moment.
The monster race creates the human race, and the human race also creates itself!
He has long since swallowed the source of hundreds of races! Mixed it with the blood of all worlds! He has taken the essence of all worlds and used it all for himself.
Therefore, it suppresses all the heavens and remains strong for tens of thousands of years.
Therefore, the way of heaven does not abandon the way of human beings.
So it’s such an interesting reality——
I, Bao Xuanjing, am actually the purest and most ancient person in the world today.
People from ancient times!
The living pure-blooded returnee!
An existence rejected by the so-called "God's will"!!!
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