The old man preached, regardless of the passage of time. To be precise, there were twenty-two people listening to his preaching, and the twenty-second person was Wang Yuan who was eavesdropping outside the palace.
"Of course, there is no end to the Tao." After the old man finished speaking the last sentence, he opened his eyes and looked at the twenty-one people sitting down with a smile.
Each of the twenty-one people had an understanding, and they all stood up and bowed to the old man, saying in unison: "Thank you, ancestor, for preaching."
The old man waved his hand and asked them to sit down, and then he said: "You must have many doubts, but my rule is to only answer three questions. You are from the six realms, and the six realms are important. What do you have?
If you have any questions, it’s better to ask them as soon as possible.”
The old man wearing a Taoist robe of seventy-two colors stood up immediately. He saluted the ancestor, and then asked impatiently: "Ancestor, there is something I don't understand. The ancestor once said that the road is all-encompassing, rich and colorful, and everything has its own path.
But recently, I observed a lotus flower, which was born in the lotus pond of my Tao Palace. The petals of this lotus flower were born together and died together, seamlessly connected, which is contrary to normal signs. Therefore, my stupid
I would like to ask my ancestor to give me some guidance."
The old man nodded slightly, just smiled, and didn't say much. Then he looked at the others, waiting for their questions.
The old man in the seventy-two-color Taoist robe was stunned. The ancestor did not answer him directly, which meant that he did not explain the essence to him, which meant that he lost this opportunity again.
"Ancestor, this..." The old man still wanted to beg his ancestor, but when his eyes came over him, he lowered his head and sat down.
There are two reasons why the ancestor did not answer the twenty-one people’s doubts. One is that the ancestor thinks that your question is too simple and he can understand it himself; the other is that even the ancestor cannot answer this question.
!But the second point is a bit slim, and the probability is low.
The other twenty people all had smiles on their faces. As long as one person lost a chance, they would have one more chance.
The red-faced Taoist Sakyamuni looked at the others. He stood up with his hands clasped together and said, "Amitabha, in this case, I would like to take this opportunity to ask my ancestor for a solution to a contradiction that has puzzled me for a long time."
The ancestor smiled and nodded and said: "Sakyamuni, you are a great power in the Buddhist world, but you still have doubts like this. It's rare."
"Old Ancestor is laughing." Sakyamuni clasped his hands together and bowed before him. He thought for a moment and then said, "Ancestor, my Buddha has a saying: The Dharma originates from the heart, and the Dharma originates from the heart. I don't know how to explain this sentence.
, please ask the ancestor to clarify my doubts."
Everyone was talking in low voices, but the details of the six realms were discussed only with the people in their own realms.
Ancestor Hongjun did not speak, but nodded. He stretched out a finger and pointed to his heart.
Not only Sakyamuni, but the other twenty people all looked at each other, but this only lasted for a moment, and after a while, everyone suddenly heard the sound of enlightenment. Sakyamuni took a deep breath, understood the meaning of the ancestor, and then clasped his hands and smiled without saying a word.
He sat down. He was the first person the ancestor pointed out three times.
The point of giving advice is not to tell the truth, not to mention that the questions asked by the people here cannot be answered in words at all. They can only answer "Tao" with "Dao".
Wang Yuan stood outside the door. After his ancestor explained it, he didn't understand. His mind was full of doubts. This was because his Taoism was not high enough.
People came and went and stood up to ask questions. The questions were full of mysteries and the wonderful meaning of Guanghan Dao. It seemed that the unsurpassable way of heaven for Wang Yuan was just a frequently discussed topic among these people.
At this time, a beautiful and kind voice sounded. Wang Yuan couldn't see the woman clearly because her whole body was covered in fog.
"Old Ancestor, my disciple is stupid. I just don't understand why there is a war between immortals and demons to fight over which one is the protagonist in the world. What is the difference between immortals and demons? Aren't they all evolved from humans?" The woman's voice
Gentle and loving in his words.
The immortals and demons present here looked at each other, and after looking at each other, they all sneered. The battle between immortals and demons lasted for an unknown period of time. How could there be a reason?
Ancestor Hongjun let out a long sigh, looked at the woman and said: "You mean there is no difference between immortals and demons. If there is no difference, where do they come from?"
"Because there is sunset, we have to divide things." The woman nodded her head lightly and said after thinking for a while.
"Why does the sun rise and why does it set? Since there is day, how can there be night?" The ancestor asked, but the two of them were reversed.
"If there is no night, how can there be light?"
"Okay, I've explained it to you, please sit down." The ancestor looked at the woman with a smile, seeming to be very satisfied with her answer.
The ancestor has already given some guidance to the two of them, and now there is only one chance left. At this time, only a few people's questions have not yet been asked.
Wang Yuan simply sat outside the door and imitated these people to sit upright. Whenever these twenty-one powerful men asked a question, he would think about it and examine the truth of Taoism. However, it was mysterious and difficult to understand, which made Wang Yuan
Yuan can only forcefully remember it, but cannot understand its meaning.
Suddenly, Wang Yuan's pupils shrank. He saw Master Li standing up. His mind moved and he listened wholeheartedly to what Master Li wanted to ask.
"Oh? I didn't expect you still have doubts, haha." Old Ancestor Hongjun was surprised, and then smiled.
"Old Ancestor, there is no doubt that I am a disciple, but on the way here, I suddenly thought of a disciple. I tell you the truth, he is a reverse cultivator." Master Li bowed and said slowly.
"Reverse cultivator?" Everyone was shocked. There were many reverse cultivators in the six realms, but what they couldn't imagine was why Master Li would accept a reverse cultivator as his disciple.
Ancestor Hongjun looked at Master Li meaningfully and nodded, indicating that he wanted to hear what Master Li wanted to ask.
"My disciple's disciple chose to practice counter-cultivation in the human world because he was unfair to the way of heaven. The life of a person who practices counter-cultivation cannot be deduced except for the great power of the same realm as the ancestor. Even I cannot see anything.
Regarding his future, I would like my ancestor to deduce for my infatuated disciple what his future will be like." After finishing speaking, the master surnamed Li bowed deeply.
This is not a question, but a request. Wang Yuan, who was sitting outside the door, lowered his head, with a hint of fluctuation in his eyes. His fists were clenched until they turned white.
"master……"
Patriarch Hongjun sighed and said softly: "What would you think if I said I couldn't deduce the future for a reverse cultivator?"
The master surnamed Li smiled bitterly, "My disciple must be unwilling to accept it." He told the truth, because even if he concealed it, his ancestor would know it.
"Haha, so I still have to do it for your disciple." The ancestor shook his head, then stretched out his hand to seal the secret.
The entire Zixiao Palace was suddenly shrouded in a kind of coercion. This pressure was light and non-aggressive, but it concealed a power that surpassed the way of heaven.
The long gray river above the ancestor's head appeared again. Its internal waves were turbulent and the sound was astonishing. The palace was shaking faintly, the Chaos Realm was shaking, and the six realms were shaking.
Wang Yuan also raised his eyes and stared closely at Patriarch Hongjun, a little expectant and a little uneasy.
After a while, the ancestor withdrew his hand, put it behind his back, and looked outside the palace. He passed by Wang Yuan's hiding place and stayed for a while before turning around.
"The Tao creates one, the Tao goes away to one, goes away to be born into one, and goes away to be born into one; the origin is born, the bound is away from the origin, and goes away to be born for ninety-nine years."
The ancestor loudly stated what he had deduced, looked at Master Li, and then asked: "Are you satisfied?"
Master Li's expression was a little strange. He smiled bitterly and said, "Disciple is still puzzled."
"Hahahaha, then I will explain it to you in another billion years." Ancestor Hongjun's laughter spread throughout the Zixiao Palace, and then, his body slowly disappeared from everyone's eyes. After he left
, the chaotic air flow that spread thousands of miles began to flow and roll.
As soon as the ancestor left, the six realms here began to heave a sigh of relief. Without the power of the ancestor to suppress them, they all began to look at each other coldly, especially the immortals and demons, who wished they could fight in the Zixiao Palace.
Fight.
"Immortal Dao, my demonic path will one day destroy you!" In the demonic path, a sonorous voice sounded, which seemed to be the sound of metal collision.
The old man in seventy-two color Taoist robes, he is a powerful person in the immortal world. Because his ancestor refused to answer twice in a row, he was really depressed. Then he said in a cold voice: "In the last war between immortals and demons, all the demon kings of your demon path were defeated by me.
If you kill me in the immortal way, you still have the nerve to stay here, are you humiliating yourself?"
"Hmph, Ming Luo, the disciple of Xiaoyao Demon Emperor under my command, did not die at the hands of your immortal ways, but he also rose up because of your immortal ways. At this time, I will definitely seek an explanation for my subordinates!" The man with the sonorous voice said coldly.
, then he waved his hand, and several other people from the demon world nodded, and disappeared into the Zixiao Palace in a flash.
When the great power said Ming Luo's name, Wang Yuan's eyes flashed. He had Ming Luo's memory, but he did not inherit it completely. As his cultivation level improved, more memories could be known to him.
"Ming Luo's master is Xiaoyao Demon Emperor of the Demon Realm, and the soul-breaking disk is a magic weapon given by Xiaoyao Demon Emperor. And this person said that Xiaoyao Demon Emperor is his subordinate." Wang Yuan pondered for a moment, and then he stood up, not wanting to be there.
If he stayed here any longer, it would be too deeply involved and would not be easy for his practice.
Outside the door, Wang Yuan bowed to the master named Li. He felt that it was great and worth it to meet the immortal master once in his lifetime. Then, Wang Yuan quickly left Zixiao Palace.
After Wang Yuan left, Master Li slowly turned around and looked at the direction Wang Yuan left with a smile.
"It's indeed interesting, but which hidden power brought Wang Yuan to the realm of chaos? What did he want to do?" Master Li said calmly.
When Wang Yuan left Zixiao Palace and was walking blankly in this chaotic realm, something suddenly seemed to grab his feet, and he was forcefully pulled down with a sway.
On the way back, there were no illusions, and it was extremely relaxing. There was no more cold ice and snow, no more intoxicating feeling of falling asleep in the spring breeze, no more hells on the mountain of swords, no demons, no demon gods, and no more of the hidden memory that I was most afraid of.
When Wang Yuan opened his eyes, it proved that he had escaped from the ancestral monkey's deduction and calculation.
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