You Ji was a little nervous, but she was also looking forward to exploring the lair of the last senior ghost.
However, I flew cautiously all the way, but it was unexpectedly smooth. I didn't even encounter a low-level ghost or ghost. It was quiet and quiet. I only occasionally saw ragged and haggard lost souls wandering in the mist.
The last ghost refused to show up
"Keep walking, don't stop."
Chang Siguo conveyed his instructions with an expressionless face, and everyone was happy if they could pass without fighting.
He had no intention of aggressively searching for the ghosts' lair and killing them all.
You Ji looked around at a loss, and no one even asked for directions. She answered "Yes" and carried her master through the low mountains, following the strong feeling of cold air.
She never thought that one day, she would be able to navigate through the fog of lost souls unimpeded, fighting from the edge all the way to the inside.
The unrealistic ideas I had had after being deported in the early years were inadvertently realized.
The fog gradually thinned, and the vision became increasingly distant.
After flying carefully for more than ten miles, there was a gentle slope in front of us. Looking far into the distance, we could see the mysterious Corridor of Lost Souls. It was a large gray-white plain with very light fog.
The skylight shines down, as if there is another space under the sun.
There are a few lost souls wandering on the vast plains, and in the fog farther away, there are shadows of mountains.
Chang Siguo signaled to let him down, stepped on the dark ground, and walked slowly down.
At the bottom of the slope, all the negative effects of the fog on him were wiped away.
Comfortable for a long time
"My little friend, what do you want to see when you come to the Corridor of Lost Souls?"
An old voice with a slightly weird accent suddenly sounded from behind.
You Ji, who was watching, was startled. She almost jumped into the black-and-white Corridor of Lost Souls ahead of her. Chang Siguo reached out and held her down.
Chang Siguo turned around and looked at a lost soul who had appeared ten feet away.
They are no different from the lost souls that can often be seen in the fog. Their clothes are ragged, their hair and face are covered with dust, they look older, their backs are stooped, and they are less than five feet tall. The only difference between them and other lost souls , it was a dark, rough dead branch he was holding in his right hand.
Chang Siguo cupped his hands, his expression slightly deep, and said slowly, "Chang came here to observe Taoism."
He indeed followed the old Taoist instructions and traveled thousands of miles to observe the Taoism in the Corridor of Lost Souls.
As for how to view it
The hateful old Taoist often left half of what he said without mentioning it to him.
"Oh, Guandao's statement is interesting."
The old man slowly approached and said to You Ji who was shivering in fear, "Don't be afraid, little girl. Ghost souls that can awaken a trace of their past lives are rare now. Practice well."
With just one word, You Ji was comforted as if she had seen a natural enemy.
Seeing the old man stop five feet away, Chang thought about it and calmed down.
The old man he saw with his clairvoyance seemed erratic, which put him under great pressure. He had never heard of such a powerful person in the fog of lost souls.
Suddenly my heart moved, could this person in front of me be a sixth-level soul cultivator?
The old man seemed to have seen through Chang Sisuo's thoughts and said, "Yes, I am the ghost in the land you just passed through. This area is my territory along the 800 miles of the Corridor of Lost Souls. I just walk around here every day." , I don’t have anyone to talk to, I’m so bored.”
"Fortunately, you are passing through my territory and past the territory of the other two guys. If you have to fight, they are all hot-tempered and restless guys, unless they are sleeping."
"What's the point of fighting and killing? It's so boring."
The old man rambled on for a while, as if remembering something serious. He stared at Chang Siguo with his cloudy little eyes and said, "You haven't told me yet, how do you view Taoism? Tell me, so that I can learn more."
Chang Siguo thought how many twists and turns his mind had gone through in this short period of time, and said, "I don't dare. It's just some immature opinions of the juniors. Please give me some advice from the seniors. The juniors want to observe the Tao with their hearts. For example, holding the water and the moon in their hands, smelling the fragrance of flowers Manyi, as long as you observe carefully and immerse yourself in it, you may be able to follow the clues left by some of the predecessors in the Corridor of Lost Souls and find some imprints of the natural way of heaven."
He compiled the classics he had read in his previous life and those he had read in this life, using vague and mysterious language.
It doesn't matter how you understand it, but don't blame me if you can't understand the Tao.
That's because the heart is not immersed enough.
He even planned out the reasons for his perfunctory follow-up.
The old man's eyes became slightly brighter. He pondered for a moment and nodded, "It's interesting to observe the Tao with your heart." He then raised his head and said, "If I talk more, it will be interesting to talk to you."
Chang Siguo shook his head, "To view the Tao, you have to be attentive. Talking too much will make it unsightly."
If he talks too much, he will be wrong. Besides, he is worried that his flaws will be revealed.
The old man nodded frequently, but still had some unfinished thoughts. After thinking for a while, he said, "Can you lend me a pot of water?"
He borrowed things and returned them when he borrowed them. He wanted to experience the novel feeling of "holding the moon in his hand", but the things he snatched were a little tasteless.
In the fog, no one communicated with him like this, and he was tired of fighting with those two guys for thousands of years.
But when he comes out of the fog, his magical powers are greatly limited, and there are too many powerful people out there.
The old man didn't dare to go out too far.
Chang Siguo pretended to take out the Xumi bag from his arms, took out a kettle, and brought it to the old man with his magic power.
Borrow whatever you want, water is worthless, just take it.
Very good. It can lead an old man who cannot see the depth into an unpredictable ditch. He should pass this level.
The old man took the kettle, turned around tremblingly, and walked back with a thick branch, saying, "You can go on your own. Remember to go this way on the way back. Don't forget your position." He slapped the dark ground with the thick branch.
A pile of obvious white stones appeared on the slope, arranged in a zigzag shape.
The old man warned without looking back, "The Corridor of Lost Souls is dangerous and unpredictable. Be careful and don't get immersed in it."
Chang Siguo cupped his hands, watched the old man disappear into the mist, and then turned around.
"Let's go and experience it first."
He took a few steps into the Corridor of Lost Souls with clear boundaries and fine gray-white particles on the ground. No strange discomfort occurred. Looking around, the area in front and behind was empty and boundless, and a sense of desolation grew in his heart.
When I turned back, the gentle slope I had just walked down disappeared into the gray mist, leaving only a pile of white stones looming.
Youji murmured, "Observe the Tao with your heart."
Chang Siguo was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his finger and hit the floating light and shadow on the head, "Bang", and woke up the other guy he brought into the ditch, saying, "Look before you watch the Tao." Clear the path under your feet and don’t run away.”
You are a ghost, you have no heart, you are just looking at the Tao.
"Oh, Yuji remembers."
You Ji fell to the ground and tried to walk with her feet, step by step, which was very awkward and ugly.
Chang Siguo almost covered his forehead, this ghost was hopeless.
He wanted to wait a little further before taking You Ji into the space. Now that he was under the nose of the old ghost, he had to be more careful and ignore the toddler You Ji in Handan. He walked across for a while and left the mist about three hundred feet away. , then turned around and walked forward in the direction of the lost soul on the road.
The Corridor of Lost Souls, as its name suggests, is a huge winding corridor.
He wanted to walk along the corridor first to get a feel for it and see if there were any differences along the way.
Youji followed step by step, and even though the walking was ugly, she still insisted on walking.
Not far away, Chang Siguo heard vague murmurs ringing in his ears, like many people chanting sutras. It was noisy, mixed with the roar of fighting skills, as if they were separated by several time and space, and could not be heard clearly, and they were expelled. Don't go.
He stopped and watched carefully, but he could still hear it.
The classics he had read and the books given to him by Mo Shoucheng had many inscriptions on how to find the Lost Soul Flower and the Cold Pond in the Lost Soul Mist, with various methods. However, there were very few records of the real Lost Soul Corridor, at most two records. The word "danger".
What kind of danger is yet unclear.
The murmurs became more and more unbridled as his mood became unstable, making Chang Siguo miserable.
A blazing flame erupted from his body, waving with colorful brilliance, and disappeared after a moment. Even if he faked his death and turned into a stone, he tried his best to escape the demonic sound that penetrated his brain.
"Ahhhhh"
Chang Siguo pulled his hair, he almost went crazy and ran forward wildly.
He bumped into a soulless person who was walking slowly, causing his soulless body to fly more than ten feet, and then fell to the ground with a crash, scattered into fine gray-white particles on the ground, and the clothes that were as brittle as old pieces of paper turned into ashes in the wind. , but Chang Si had already run away screaming and screaming.
Behind him followed You Ji, who was a human-shaped light and shadow, following him like a shadow, dazedly, and whispering from time to time.
"Observe the Tao with the heart"
On a hill filled with mist, there stood an old man leaning on a thick branch. He stared at the back of the figure who was flying on the plain. He shook his head and sighed, "It's difficult to see the Tao." He patted the kettle hanging on his waist.
There is a sound of water rushing against the wall of the pot, which is clear and pleasant.
"Borrowing a pot of pure water from this world, you can drink it and look at the moon and the sky. The little guy reminded me that it is better to look at the big things from a small way than to waste time here."
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