Taoist Babao looked at An Qisheng carefully.
It is the aura born from supernatural powers, and it is most aware of the horror of the five-color divine light that once amazed the ancients.
Even if we look at the ancient times, few people can match the heavenly appearance of Taizu Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Such a person is qualified to become a Buddha and an ancestor.
Is it easy for him to evaluate the five-color divine light as the king of the Holy Ten Divine Powers?
You know, even it itself can only say "not bad" in its mouth.
This level of magical power has already been channeled between heaven and earth. It cannot be mastered by anyone who can find a successor.
But it wanted to see this person for another reason.
"A disaster is coming?"
An Qisheng smiled, without comment, then glanced at the dark starry sky and said, "The person who split the starry sky with the mustard seed method to hide the corpse must not be a fellow Taoist, right?"
"The magical power of Xumi Mustard Seed is not compatible with mine. It is naturally not easy to open up a starry sky to accommodate the body of the Taoist Master."
Taoist Babao's eyes flashed: "Fellow Taoist, if you're not curious, what is the disaster I'm talking about?"
It is really curious.
Although the Taoist in front of him possesses the five-color divine light, his cultivation is not very high, and he has no aura of soul. Where does he have the confidence to be so calm?
It seemed like there was no fear or worry at all.
Since its birth, Lingyun has come to see quite a few people. At this time, it can't help but feel a little surprised. The people in front of it are clearly not as good as themselves, but there is an elusive meaning in its heart.
“What if you know, but what if you don’t know?”
An Qisheng's eyes opened and closed, and his tone became calmer: "It's just the soldiers coming to cover up the water and the earth."
He still has six desires and seven emotions, fear and worry will also arise, but now he has entered the dream world and experienced many things.
Idle things no longer cause ripples in his heart.
Rather than the so-called catastrophe, what he was more curious about was the Eight Treasures Taoist in front of him.
The spirit born from this magical power is far more powerful than the obsessive remnant soul of Brahma Wuyi before.
He was only three feet tall, half a head shorter than Gong Yang Yan, but his aura was not much different from that of the corpse lying across the sea of stars beneath him.
It can even be said that he has the strongest aura he has seen in this world.
"What a soldier to stop us."
Taoist Babao picked up the wine pot and poured a glass for each of them. He stopped trying to be mysterious and said:
"I have met quite a few people since I was born, but I am still confused in my heart. After tens of thousands of years of thinking, I still have no answer. Can my Taoist friend teach me?"
Its voice was still high and harsh, but its tone was calmer and seemed to have no malice at all.
An Qisheng held the cup but did not drink. He just nodded when he heard the words: "I would like to hear the details."
"What is the human heart? What are the so-called seven emotions and six desires of humans?"
Taoist Babao drank all the wine in his glass, and a ray of light appeared in his clear eyes, as if he was lost in memories:
"I once knew a 'person' who came from a very poor background. He ran around every day just to make ends meet. He worked from sunrise to sunset. He was boring and ordinary. Although he was in a difficult situation, he was still happy every day..."
Buzz~
Not far away, Gong Yangyan suddenly heard a subtle buzzing sound. He followed the sound and saw that as the Eight Treasures Taoist opened his mouth, little rays of light gathered in the surrounding void, spontaneously manifesting a mirror image of the picture. Come.
The dome, the blue sky, the sun, the light, the mountains, the wilderness... until a bustling and noisy small town.
Faintly, it seems that a young man is running around all day long, busy and trapped.
"Later, the young man met a Taoist who felt sorry for him and taught him a subtle method. Then, the young man was indeed out of trouble, and eating three meals a day was no longer a problem..."
Taoist Babao spoke slowly, and the various scenes in front of him also changed accordingly. Except for the invisible face of the young man, everything else was exactly the same as reality.
At this point, Taoist Master Ba Bao paused suddenly and looked at An Qisheng: "My Taoist friend's state of mind seems to be much higher than that of the Confucian scholar I met back then. He is obviously well-informed. Do you know what will happen to this young man in the future?"
"I run around all day just to be hungry, and when I am full, I think about clothes. I have enough food and clothing, but I also want a beautiful wife."
An Qisheng held the cup, not having any trouble.
He has the ability to enter dreams, so he has seen too much about people's hearts and desires.
As soon as Taoist Babao opened his mouth, he already guessed what he wanted to say.
"yes......"
Taoist Babao nodded: "I have enough food and clothing, but I also want to spoil my wife and concubines, and have good land and people, but I also lament that I have no official position and no wealth..."
Having said this, Taoist Babao waved his hand, and the picture in front of him suddenly trembled, and then the light and shadow on it flowed and changed many times.
An Qisheng looked.
I saw that the young man had food and clothing, he had vast hectares of fertile land, he had boats and horses, and he also thought about his official position.
After all the changes, I finally sat in the main hall, thinking about riding on a dragon astride a crane...
All the scenes were so lifelike, and there was no flaw or falsehood in them. It seemed that there really was such a young man's life unfolding in front of the two of them.
The picture ends here.
"Fellow Taoist, do you know what words the young man left when he rode a dragon to the sky?"
Taoist Babao looked at An Qisheng, and before he could ask, he spoke again: "He said, 'Once I hold the longevity fruit, I want to compete with God!'"
Desire is comparable to God!
Gong Yangyan was shocked when he heard this sentence. First he was shocked by this man's shocking ambition, and then he shook his head.
According to legend, above the six heavens, there is an imperial court named Huangtian, which governs all the heavens and all the earth. It is an invincible force in legends and myths.
Although there are only a few legends about the Lord of the Imperial Court, if he really exists, he must be the most noble existence in the world.
An Qisheng poured down his cup and spoke, slightly curious: "Who is this person?"
Taoist Babao did not answer, but just sighed: "A young boy in a bitter cold land has to have food and clothing, but in the end, he actually wants to fight with the sky for the emperor...
What exactly is human desire? Is this young man like this? No, it should be said that everyone is like this, right? "
Taoist Babao seemed to be asking An Qisheng, but also seemed to be asking himself: "What do you think, fellow Taoist?"
It cannot figure it out and cannot understand it.
It is born in the aura and can sit on the ground for 30,000 years, or sleep for a longer period of time. It never cares whether there are all kinds of external objects or not.
I really can't understand why a young man who only wants to be full can find it hard to satisfy his desires.
"Human desires are endless, but the mind is immobile and moves randomly."
An Qisheng took his own wine glass and poured wine for each other. He had some vague guesses about the identity of this young man.
"This heart does not move, but moves randomly..."
Taoist Babao chewed on these words for a long time before he relaxed his brows and answered An Qisheng's question:
"This young man could be Yu, Taizu of Great Xia, Tang, Taizu of Great Zhou, the Lord of the Dao Palace, the old Buddha in Mount Xumi, or any living being..."
"For some people, if I don't have it, then no one else in the world should have it. Human beings have the worst of all races. Taoist friends probably understand this truth."
An Qisheng naturally understood what he was talking about, but he still shook his head: "You are too biased."
"It has only been tens of thousands of years since Confucius taught the Dharma, but today's descendants have forgotten that in the past, morals, etiquette, and bottom lines were just things to regulate mortals."
Taoist Babao stared deeply at An Qisheng and said calmly:
"Compared to ordinary people, there is a huge gap between practitioners because of their vision, supernatural powers, and magical skills, just like humans and ants. But practitioners, to some beings, are also ants.
I have been imprisoned here for tens of thousands of years with my body in my arms, how can it be without reason? "
Taoist Babao shook his head slightly, but he didn't care to express his predicament. It was imprisoned here for no reason.
"All creatures have desires, not just humans? Even a saint may not be truly free from desires and desires."
An Qisheng sighed in his heart.
Even an elf born under the magical power of humans seemed to have a very bad impression of the human race, which really made him feel a little sad.
Taoist Babao didn't care and said to himself:
"In ancient times, there was a great master who said that only by understanding the 'one mind' can one hope to achieve transcendence. However, this human heart is more subtle and difficult to understand than anything else in the world."
"Fellow Taoist is not human and has no intentions, so why bother with this?" An Qisheng held the wine glass and replied lightly.
Taoist Babao stared and asked, "Since I was born as a human being, how can I not care?"
An Qisheng looked directly at the Taoist: "What do you want, fellow Taoist?"
"I have no ill intentions towards fellow Taoists. The five-color divine light is incompatible with me, and I have absolutely no desire for it."
Taoist Babao had nothing to hide and said calmly: "I invite fellow Taoists to come here only for my Taoist master."
"Ban Wuyi?"
An Qisheng frowned slightly and glanced at the giant corpse lying across the sea of stars beneath him: "How did he die?"
Taoist Babao's request did not surprise An Qisheng.
Since entering the starry sky, he has already sensed the condition of this giant corpse. Naturally, he can sense that this giant corpse still has a trace of life.
But there is only a glimmer of life.
This is certainly the reason for the Xumi Mustard Starry Sky, but the more fundamental reason is that Fan Wuyi himself is too tyrannical.
But the more difficult a practitioner is to die, the harder it will be for him to survive against death once he dies.
When Brahma Wuyi was at its peak, it was already the Dharmakaya achievement, manifested as a saint, a heavenly being, and already had four stars in the system of Tao Yitu.
It's easier said than done to intervene?
"Tens of thousands of years ago, the Taoist master, Buddhism and martial arts merged into one, manifested the holy achievements, and the two Taoists went hand in hand. They even reached the ultimate level of immortality and were invincible. However, they also hid great dangers. It was not obvious at first, but when the Taoist master discovered it , but it’s hard to come back.”
Taoist Babao's eyes dimmed, and his tone became much lower:
"He has two minds."
"Half-hearted?"
An Qisheng's heart moved, but he became somewhat clear: "Did you deliberately do that obsession with the remnant soul outside before?"
"People have all kinds of desires, and they have hundreds of thoughts. But if a practitioner cannot be single-minded, there will be great disaster. My Taoist master entered the Brahma family because he wanted to use the Buddhist method to cut off the desires of the martial arts, but unfortunately it was hard to get back. Later, the Taoist master If you can’t, go to Xumi in the Taoist palace again and ask for a word of criticism..."
Taoist Babao nodded first, and then looked at An Qisheng solemnly and solemnly:
"If you want to get rid of two minds, seek one mind!"
