Chapter 1285 All the people in the world, come into my dream!
"Leave this place and go back to the past...you, have you actually come this far?"
The blue-shirted scribe couldn't help but murmur to himself.
His mind had not yet been able to react from the violent impact just now. Hearing these words, his mind was already shaken. It meant that the man in front of him had reached the power of stepping through time at will, and he could immediately
Get rid of the causal connections in this world and return to the real timeline.
The blue-shirted scribe asked subconsciously: "What are you going to do?"
Wei Yuan glanced at him and said with a smile: "How to do it? Of course, just watch the mortal world for a thousand years and then go back slowly."
"if not?"
"Do you want me to cut through the sky with one sword now, tear apart time, step into the long river of time, go against the trend, fight for eternity, and suddenly appear on the battlefield between Emperor Jun and Great Master? Then draw out the Four Swords of Killing Immortals,
Stab it through the waist of the Great Master Zhuoshi?"
The scholar in green shirt was speechless.
Isn't this what you always like to do?
The spirit is grand and small.
"The venerable one who can achieve the path and fruition in my dream!"
I smiled slightly, looking grumpy.
The green-shirted scribe had not spoken yet.
Using the original yin and yang to transform all things, and then using his own imprint in the same timeline as the source of cause and effect, it spread out and created such a dream. Outside of that dream, there was no past or future based on the imprint of Yuanshi Tianzun.
, even cannot satisfy the level of constructing Tao and Fruit outside of that dream.
The white-haired Taoist turned his back to me, still leading the way, and asked calmly:
The white-haired Taoist didn't seem to understand what the blue-shirted scribe wanted to say, and said: "It's just that the yin and yang breath that Xu Yi dispersed brought me to the same timeline or outside. According to his understanding, it was not exiled.
They are all under the same fate."
I am just trying to survive in these troubled times, just trying to survive.
It was also a scene that Qingshan could not see through the cause and effect of fate before he took charge of it.
"You originally wanted to change, but when you saw me, you found that you had a way to take action."
Can't?
Only then did I complete the deduction, and finally knew how to interfere with the fate of all sentient beings while still controlling their destiny. I arrived at the method of transcendence and looked at the sea of clouds behind me. At this moment, the vast sea of clouds and the wisps of rising clouds were all...
The golden stream of light is all about cause and effect.
"How can this kind of chaotic yet orderly thing, which is as thin as a bubble, carry its destiny? Even if there is no method of [interpreting fate through dreams], Xiao Shao can only understand it in a weak way, and there is no way at all.
The value of such a method is inferior to that of even the rightists, it is just a trick used by quacks and magicians to deceive others!"
More than a hundred years later, during the Xiao Song Dynasty, the legend of turtles and snakes appeared here. The worship of the god of Xuanwu was personified and became Zhenwu.
Before it disappeared, the spring water also lost its legend and strangeness. Now it is an old well used by people in the surrounding mountain villages to carry water for drinking.
With that invitation, the green-shirted scribe lost his hostility. Even though I was not weak, the people behind me had not yet glimpsed the lower road. No matter what, I
I still want to see such a way less often.
ecstasy!
I have never glimpsed a glimmer of transcendence.
"If this dream lasts for thousands of years, and you wake up."
"Please sir, please go with you."
Qingshan scribe is the answer. I want to observe the state of Qingshan to get a glimpse of the path behind transcendence. For such a person in such a realm, every move he makes can be said to be filled with Taoist charm, and he is the top of the road.
With all the treasures of heaven and earth, any person with great talent cannot suddenly understand a Taoism by observing it.
After thinking for a moment, he still shook his head: "Yes, far enough."
During the day, the true spirit walks in the world, and in the dream, the true spirit walks in the so-called dreamland.
The look on Jie Liji's face was slightly startled, and her expression was obviously more solemn.
"It's not that I don't want it
Do it this way, but you can’t do it, and you can’t do it.”
The blue-shirted scribe's expression had not changed. I thought for a long time, shook my head hurriedly little by little, and retorted:
I am thanking the scribe for the first hand he left for heaven.
This is the remaining ‘shadow’ of the scribes of the past.
Jie Li did not disturb the monks of that era. He just bypassed these monks and pushed open the pagoda that had been opened for a long time. The pagoda was originally the place where the original scribes stored Buddhist scriptures. They came to go through troubled times, and now they are still there.
It's not the glory it once was.
"That's the last question. After answering that question, you can't let him go."
The white-haired Taoist still lowered his eyes, took the lead, and said calmly: "Sir, you don't care."
I walked in the sky, spent eight hundred and eighty days, traveled all over China, and then walked back to the foot of the mountain.
"Is it enough, or is it enough."
The wellhead is surrounded by bluestone bricks.
"If there is no weak person in your dream, you can leave a mark on the dream of the past and the dream of the future."
The Taoist behind the eyes can see the transcendent direction of destiny, but I myself regard myself as one of the sentient beings. The means to control the destiny of all living beings, and the way I follow my mind, if I act weakly, not only can I
A glimpse of detachment will actually make your mood collapse.
Step by step, we walked through the eighteenth floor and returned to the top of the pagoda.
"You come when you are excited, and when you are exhausted, you return, that's all."
We are not able to reach the level of path and fruition.
Just like living, talking, and laughing at abnormal times.
"【you】!"
Seeing that the white-haired Taoist behind him was not far away, he gritted his teeth and followed closely.
"How can this be accomplished in one fell swoop?"
Tao Fruit--[Cause and Effect]!
Such a dream is no different from the real world!
Looking at the remaining relics of the monk, the Taoist was silent for a long time, but he did not try to interfere any more. He just stood up, turned around, and walked up step by step. The scribe in green shirt understood it, chased after him, and said: "Since it is his
Bad friend, why did you change my destiny?"
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"It's just fiction and not reality. It's just like it has no foundation, but it's just floating soil. It's just a breeze that blows, and it will collapse and be destroyed. No matter how prosperous the scenery is, it can only collapse and be destroyed in a blink of an eye.
It can last in the world for a long time.
"If the destiny trajectories of these parallel worlds do not include you, you will probably find that the yin and yang catastrophe under you has suddenly increased by this amount."
But today there was a little chaos.
"It's slow, it's slow."
Qingshan stood up.
When you sleep, you retreat into the dreamland, forgetting the memories of the confused days.
Looking back, I saw the ranger holding the sword in both hands and holding a willow branch outside his mouth. He looked at the residence where he lived with satisfaction and whistled.
But he found that he was not able to understand the Taoist.
The white-robed Taoist waved his sleeves calmly and said in an urgent voice: "If it is your dream, it can make the dreams of all living beings unified. The spirits of all living beings can live in it and cannot reflect everything in the clear and turbid worlds. There is no correspondence between the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas. But
Can you call it destiny? If your dream is real or false, there are no dreams of the past and dreams of the present in it.”
"So, you thought of other methods."
"Besides, although I have understood some things, the journey on the great road is easier said than done.
It has allowed me to break through dead ends several times and also helped me overcome pressure.
The white-haired Taoist walked down step by step and passed the mountain where the legend originated.
Jie Li, Zhang Jiao, Fuzi, and Laozi are all rare and talented people in the world.
"After all, one thousand years is enough."
He sat down casually, looked at his old friend behind him, lowered his eyes and smiled, "See you soon..."
As he once said, the small forces that control the entire destiny, everything depends on you.
body.
"In this dream, everything cannot echo the real world one by one. How about using this world to accommodate the spiritual and non-spiritual aspects of all living things in order to create a world? There is one less person in the world, and there is one less person in this dream.
Spirituality, even if there is not a drop of water in the mountains and rivers, it will not be manifested in dreams.”
The scribe Buddha's bone relics are outside.
The white-haired Taoist lowered his eyes and still spoke calmly, asking lightly:
The voice sounded strange, but Shijie Liji saw that the monk who was just a reflection of the past raised his eyes. In the distant past, during the Little Tang Dynasty, the monks and scribes in every timeline were originally looking at the building built behind them.
In the Buddhist temple and pagoda, I suddenly heard a strange voice and was shocked.
Then, the cause and effect based on the mistakes in the past and future are all reflected in the so-called "dream"
"If you take that path, you will be who you are, but you will become weaker, and you will even abandon your own realm."
The scribe in green shirt was the answer. Before he pondered, he frowned and asked:
Suddenly, I heard a warm and peaceful voice:
"The vast sky, all living beings."
If you wait another thousand years to accumulate this momentum, you will reach a terrifying state of retreat!
The light is dim, and we are walking on the wooden steps step by step. The Buddhist temple was built by the scribes and Shi Pantuo with our own eyes. Now that I have returned to the place, my temperament is as peaceful as water, and it is as sharp as before.
"In this way, if you put all living beings in the same dream state, the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas will all be the manifestation of yin and yang."
I seemed to be very sorry, so I closed my eyes and whispered, and then said:
But at this moment, the white-haired Taoist overlooking the sea of clouds suddenly opened his mouth and said: Hot sweat broke out from the forehead of the scholar in blue. He spoke for a moment. When he spoke, he felt his voice hoarse and said: "He, what he did is
It is possible to do it. The world needs to correspond to all things in the sky and the spirituality of all living beings. What he did is..."
Cause and effect spreads to the past, present, future, Xiaohuang, Kunlun, mountains and seas.
In the land of China, there is smoke everywhere. Young heroes set off the fire of rebellion. People everywhere are displaced. Rebels and Yuan troops are strangled in seven places. The white-haired Taoist has never intervened in the chaos of the world. In such a troubled world, even monks are
Be pure.
"You don't have the possibility of parallel worlds and other destiny trajectories?"
At a time when Zhang Bafeng was not aware of it.
"he……!!!"
Qingshan shook his head and said urgently: "This is the path of [destiny], but it is your path."
There was only an old monk, and the orphaned child who had not yet been adopted was ordained as a monk.
But before, the force of cause and effect spread towards everyone at the same time and in all directions.
All living beings and all things exist within your cause and effect!
Wei Yuan admitted frankly, and then stretched out his hand and pressed it on the stone table. He felt the rough marks on the stone table in his palm, and smiled softly: "I have never been the opponent of Master Zhuo Shi if I fight alone, probably.
The ending of one death and one injury."
"Can't we let everything be reflected in the dream, let all living beings be reflected in the dream, and the trajectory weaved by such a dream help us understand our destiny?"
Jie Li murmured, but when he looked away, he discovered that there was a strange charm missing from the body of the ranger.
The scholar in green shirt was stunned, then smiled and said: "Dream?!"
"No!"
"Go quickly, that sword will be late.
Just hold out your hand.
"Probably not."
The Taoist changed out of his white clothes and wore Xuanzang, holding an oil lamp in one hand.
Chang'an City is far from the Chang'an of the Little Tang Dynasty.
However, Jie Lijishi only felt that her scalp was numb. That tone was like a long sword. It had always been sharp and sharp, slashing the sky and the battlefield, but it suddenly became gentle and gentle. That meant that the sword had lost its edge, but it meant that the sword had lost its edge.
Holding the sword to gain momentum, he could cut out the energy accumulated over a thousand years at the most critical moment.
Just dare to think.
In Ci'en Temple, there is no more Tai
Few monks.
"It really doesn't make sense."
And there is no trace of cause and effect extending out, as if in an instant, it has enveloped all living beings in the heavens and the world!
But what Qingshan saw was not just a relic.
"Come into your dreams."
Daoguo needs to be more determined to use its own path to become the underlying basic rules of the world. If the Master becomes Daoguo, then Confucian disciples cannot use poetry as a weapon and use articles to transform reality. That is not the power of Daoguo. We have
Can you take that step?
"You can use your will to override my will..."
However, it has opened up a long and endless river that stretches back to previous lives.
Jie Lijishi's body trembled.
Couldn’t that be your way to break through and transcend yourself?!
I dare to think...
Immediately, all things took a step back, and countless streams of light rose up dimly around them, and figures appeared one by one, including the weak Yuan who held the sky and the earth in ancient times, and the potter of the Tushan clan, who was born in the Eight Kingdoms era.
Taiping Taoist, there was a rival swordsman in the sky during the Little Tang Dynasty...
This is a picture scroll!
Jie Li lowered his eyes: "If there is really no transcendent state, looking down at the contemporary world, it would be better to see thousands of tributaries rushing into the sea, and the paths of destiny, perhaps also exist in your remaining reflection."
"It's time to take a walk."
The white-haired Taoist took the lead slightly and said:
Then the ecstasy in Shijie Liji's heart was instantly complete, my eyes regained their original divine light, and I subconsciously said, "What are the other methods?"
My voice paused.
His eyes widened, and he saw the yin and yang seven qi flowing and changing around Qing Shan.
That road is your path!
"Putting the dreams of all sentient beings together is enough to weave them together, but what are sentient beings? Dare we say that we know the location of all sentient beings? Even if we mention that, can it be said that fate is not the influence of each other's life trajectories, but only comes from the lack of emotion?
Sentient beings? Wrong, it is also related to everything in heaven.
Jie Li leisurely said: "Dreams are also movements of the true spirit. What if you weave your destiny with dreams?"
All sentient beings, the mortal world is bustling.
"The destiny of all things in the sky is not to be crushed to death by mountains and rivers, nor to have heavy rain fall from the sky before they encounter opportunities. It is just the dream of all living beings. After all, it is just a tree with roots, fluttering in the wind, and it looks like flowers.
Jin, too, was just a dream of Huang Liang, and could only be regarded as a heretical thing.
"Thousands of years ago, this man lowered his eyes slightly, but then said: "Don't thank him."
Thank you for knowing each other and sharing life and death together.
The white-haired Taoist lowered his eyes and said, "Yes."
The monk's powerful spiritual will, even if he passes away, will still exist here. As a part of the future small tribulation, it is as if the person sitting cross-legged under the futon is still a monk from the Little Tang Dynasty.
With his eyes closed, he seems to be practicing.
"So, what if the dreams of all living beings build a world together, and everyone's dreams are connected together to form a whole?"
"Ask,"
The white-haired Taoist replied calmly: "It is precisely because you are a bad friend that you can change my destiny."
I can wait for the answer.
In this way, you can also consider your own feelings.
Power--[Yin and Yang]!
"Can this be called [destiny]?"
This is divine thought.
And now even these bluestone bricks have become quiet due to friction and water infiltration.
Jie Li lowered his eyes and sighed.
The white-haired Taoist said again: "As I said one after another, some trivial matters need to be resolved."
"You are Mr. Worry alone at the foot of the mountain."
One by one the anchors light up.
"Can you challenge me?"
He hasn’t gone up the mountain yet into the world of mortals.
Can't it be called destiny when it is so magnificently woven?
"Yin and Yang evolve all things, from the beginning to the end of all things,
There is no cause and effect among all living beings."
Jie Lijishi's breathing was stagnant, and his upper mind asked: The Taoist's expression was irritable.
The scholar in green shirt looked slightly startled and his eyes narrowed, and a hint of joy suddenly flashed in his heart.
"Have you solved the small robbery?"
Zhengzhengzheng!
But now I am standing behind the mountain, looking at the sea of clouds on the mountain, and sighed a long time ago:
"Please, fellow Taoist, be narrow, grand and small."
PS: Today’s first update…
"I have experienced these, or the faces are similar, or the souls are similar, or the experiences are special, but..."
He said, do dreams like yours use you to understand your destiny?
"all!"
Thanks for the past acquaintance.
That time I looked at the sea of clouds and asked:
Jie Liji's scalp was numb. He knew why, but he didn't feel as if his eyes were red. The trail was right behind his eyes. How could I leave? There were no other distracting thoughts about my fate at this moment. I was just like a true seeker who saw the truth.
When the ultimate way was possible, I felt so excited that I hurriedly bowed my hands and said in a hoarse voice:
"What if you let the spiritual beings of all living beings exist in the same dream, and the yin and yang flow, so that the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas here are gone, just like the original heaven and earth?"
He raised his head and saw what he saw. He only saw the newly built pagoda. Xiao Tang's actions were naturally luxurious.
The first eight characters are like the resonance of heaven and earth, with a long and small sound.
Step by step, we are still not far away.
In an instant, Qingyue's roar exploded like thunder. The blue-shirted scribe had a special feeling of electric shock on his scalp. It was not the sword energy, but the fact that he could not be seen. He was always surrounding that person.
The yin and yang small calamity aura suddenly collapsed layer by layer!
The green-robed scribe spoke with trembling lips and said: "He, if he is Shen, he will wake up from that dream again, and he will fit into the dream path he created..."
Over the millennia, Ci'en Temple has regained its former glory. It has not been blown away by the rain and wind. When the scribe passed away, a bell on the pagoda rang. Now, the bell on the pagoda blocks it.
Do you know that it is still the Buddhist bell from back then, but it is also covered with dust and rust, and the wind of troubled times makes it sound.
"I am willing to protect the Dharma for thousands of years, just to be able to observe this way."
It is also the Buddhist charm that Xie Wenshi left for himself.
Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to seven, seven gives birth to eight, eight gives birth to all things!
"How does he think you should interfere with that fate and small situation?"
This small chapter of 7,400 words is dead. I hope the seventh chapter can be released soon. It’s all just a little bit of true spirit!
The white-haired Taoist nodded and said solemnly: "Everything has no price and no risk."
A picture scroll woven purely from the most original yin and yang seven qi at the end of that world!
I have been in this world for hundreds of years, restrained by many causes and effects, and entangled by the breath of yin and yang coming from the core of the small tribulation of yin and yang. I can relax moment by moment, and I can leave as I please. This is a small tribulation after all.
The power, even the part that seeps out, is something to be underestimated.
"Is it...an illusion?"
The blue-shirted scholar only felt that his thoughts were frozen, as if he had not yet seen a dream that echoed that world. If it appears, what the world does not have will inevitably disappear, and there will be no mutual echoes under cause and effect. Mountains, rivers, lakes and seas,
All sentient beings are in various forms, even if they are just bricks and tiles, they are living outside in the real world during the day.
"Sir, what you said doesn't make sense."
The scholar in green shirt's cerebellum went blank for a moment, and his scalp went numb.
"The road is difficult and long, so search up and down."
The ecstasy caused the green-shirted scribe to feel a little shaken, and he even felt a kind of heartfelt gratitude to the white-haired Taoist behind his eyes, and a feeling of - if I were to be true
There is no chance of transcendence, so when the world is destroyed, I will be spared my life.