The blessed land of Earth Immortal Palm is connected with the earth's veins of Lingshan Mountain. It protects the feng shui of a place, blesses all living beings, and nurtures the good fortune of a world. It has great merits and achievements.
Because when the Immortal Way was first created, many Shinto systems were used for reference. As the first realm of the Immortal Way, the Earthly Immortal Master is like the master spirit of the realm, rooted in the Tao and immovable as a mountain.
The Celestial Immortal established the Cave Heaven, went through the creation stage of the Earthly Immortal Grass, and came to the Celestial Immortal Era. At this time, the theory of the Immortal Way has been very rich, and it has its own program and goals. It no longer takes root in one place, but pursues freedom.
The immortals and Taoists are the most at ease. They can travel up to the great Luotian, and down to project all directions. They are no longer limited to one time, one place, one sky, one universe, one universe, and they are everywhere.
The cave and the sky are contained in one orifice, whether it is the palm, or the eye orifice, or the five internal organs, or the spiritual platform. They are all different, and the body and mind are unified, and they travel in Taixu, taking care of every detail.
After being free and at ease, there is immortality. The concept system of the two Western sages was introduced, and the third realm of immortality-Golden Immortal was born.
As the saying goes, one flower and one world, one leaf and one Tathagata.
The Buddha sat in a thousand-leaf lotus and transformed into thousands of Buddhas, each living in a thousand-leaf world. The Buddha in each leaf world also transformed into tens of billions of Buddhas, sitting under the bodhi tree, which is immeasurable and inconceivable.
For example, the three thousand worlds, all the vegetation, jungles, rice, hemp, bamboo and reeds, and the tiny dust particles on mountains and rocks. One thing, one number, makes one Ganges. One Ganges sand, one sand one boundary. Within one realm, one dust and one calamity. In one calamity, all the accumulated dust will be converted into calamity.
This is how it works: Immortality for all eons, the Immortal Golden Immortal.
The Golden Immortal can be a dusty universe, a particle space-time, or an infinite universe, or three thousand worlds.
These are quantitative changes, but the real core lies in quality and immortality.
The place where you are is the Taoist temple, and the establishment of the Taoist temple is the immortal realm. The immortal realm is immortal and will last forever. From now on, there will be no external objects, even if the sky collapses and the earth collapses, you will remain alone.
Although Shen Gongbao's magic power is humble, he has reached such a state that he cannot evolve into the real universe, but he can make fuss in the dusty world and make a dojo in the snail shell. With a few true spirit particles as a basis, he can evolve illusions, love and hatred, and open up new possibilities. Leave Hate Heaven to prove your own way.
Among the thirty-three heavens, the Lihen Heaven is the highest; among the four hundred and forty illnesses, lovesickness is the most painful.
Lihentian performs disasters and floods the sea of sorrow to express his feelings.
All the seven emotions and six desires, the three poisons and nine difficulties, circulate in all kinds of ways, turning into the billowing world of mortals, the torrential sea of suffering, and the free-spirited devil.
Although the particles are small, they can contain immeasurable emotions.
The universe is not big, but everything is complete.
True and false, false and false, true and false, too illusory and unreal, practicing falsehood becomes true.
Now it is illusory because Shen Gongbao has the name of Golden Immortal but does not have the reality of Golden Immortal.
In the future, he will be the leader of the world, and the false will become true, and the true will become false, all the love and hatred, the stories of the mortal world, the sinking in the sea of suffering, Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, ghost stories, all kinds of life, all kinds of weirdness, are all included in it. .
This kind of change is just like what storytellers and good people say is infinite, growing by geometric multiples, creating countless nouns, countless definitions, creating one unattainable number after another, but in the end it is an illusion and cannot match the smallest basic particle in the real universe.
However, the Golden Immortal broke through its imprisonment and became a bridge between reality and illusion, running through all time and space. It is true and false, false and true.
This is Hedao.
Everything is in the Tao, and everything is combined with the Tao.
"Some people say that love is the most false, it is nothing, nothing."
"There are also people whose true feelings are the most important. They are as heavy as Mount Tai. They can drive people crazy and destroy the world."
Shen Gongbao quietly opened a page of the book, smiled slightly and said: "Love is both true and false. What else is more suitable to carry truth and illusion than love."
"No matter how mysterious the fairy material is, no matter how hard the divine gold is, nothing can compare to the sea of suffering caused by a trace of love."
The nine innate Taoisms are shining brightly, blooming with their own light, inscribed with illusory laws, turned into the most fundamental code of the world, and imprinted in the deepest part.
Tribulation, luck, decline, disaster, disaster, blessing, misfortune, end, the eight characters are derived, intertwined and intertwined, evolving into the last word "bitter", forming a vast sea of suffering.
In the sea of suffering, the rise and fall of tribulations, the birth and destruction of conditions, lay the foundation for everything, in which all living beings taste the bitter fruits, evolve love and hate, live and die, and all kinds of stories.
However, none of them can escape the eight sufferings.
One life is suffering, two old age is suffering, three diseases are suffering, four death is suffering, five sufferings are the suffering of not getting what one wants, the six sufferings are the suffering of resentments and hatreds, the seven sufferings are the suffering of being separated from love, and the eight sufferings are the suffering of suffering.
It was painful from the time of birth to the time of death. The previous life was painful and the next life will still be painful. Temporary joy is just a process of suffering and evolution. It is endless, reincarnation continues, the darkness is deep, and there is no hope.
Only at the bottom of the sea of suffering, in the darkest hell, is there a Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who recited scriptures, showed compassion on his face, and made a great wish: "Only when all sentient beings are saved can we realize Bodhi. The hell will not be empty until the hell is empty. Buddha."
At the top of the particle universe, there is a heaven made of endless desires. The highest point of the heaven is Lihentian. The road in Lihentian remains unchanged forever. The cold-looking Golden Emperor is in charge of the sky and looks down on the two realms of lust.
Desire Realm: The general term for hell, hungry ghosts, animals, asuras, the human world, and the Six Desire Heaven. In this realm, all living beings have three corpses that have not been killed, and six desires are not exhausted.
Color Realm: Color is color quality, inhabited by gods and immortals. Although it is pure, the three poisons have not been eradicated after all, and there is still the risk of being knocked down by the Golden Emperor.
Colorless Realm: The world is free from hatred, the supreme being forgets love, the three corpses have been killed, the six desires have been destroyed, heaven and man are united, and they are immortal.
These three realms are Shen Gongbao's Dao system. He uses his own Dao fruits to evolve love and suffering, stir up the soul, and penetrate the heartstrings, just like the free devil.
The innate calamity turns into a sea of suffering, and the acquired disaster turns into emotions.
Shen Gongbao is very satisfied with this path, which fits his image of a declining god very well.
Only by having insight into other people's psychology can we persuade them. Only by being anxious about what others are worried about and thinking about what others think can we impress them.
Only by caring wholeheartedly for the sake of others will others follow Shen Gongbao into the Great Tribulation of the Gods.
Prehistoric is not a rigid mechanical game. Each immortal is not an NPC. They all have their own ideas. Only by learning to integrate with them can you become your own.
Sincerity is the sure winner.
"Extract countless threads of love and weave them into an emotional mask."
"Only when you have deceived yourself can you deceive others. Three thousand avenues, acting is the most important thing."
“Don’t look at the rhetoric, look at the actual actions.”
Shen Gongbao spoke softly, looked at the world, and sighed: "It's still a little bit short, and it's still a little bit full of true feelings."
However, it is a pity that among the dozens of pairs of immortals who were demoted to the human world, not one of them has passed the test of love, and not one of them has experienced the exchange of sincerity.
The couple who persisted the longest finally collapsed and chose to give up after ten years of digging wild vegetables and living in a cold kiln.
"Screw love, I just want to make money now!"
"I want to go back to heaven. No one has loved anyone in this miserable life!"
The gods finally discovered that compared with the human world, the suffering in heaven is nothing. It is simply child's play. No wonder the human world is called the sea of suffering.
No wonder the Golden Emperor considered being demoted to the mortal world as one of the greatest punishments.
The world is so miserable!
The gods returned to heaven with tears in their eyes, waiting for them to be demoted, confined, or punished... and finally the calamity was over.
"Tsk, there are thirty-three love tribulations, but there is not a single true love."
"What a fucking godly love."
Shen Gongbao cursed secretly, walked towards the mouth of the Human River, and murmured: "At the critical moment, we have to look at Yang Tianyou and his wife."
"It's getting colder, let Toka come out and bask in the earth."
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As the gods of calamity returned to heaven, overwhelming the last batch of voices, the prestige of the Golden Emperor soared once again, so much so that the gods almost forgot that there were two emperors, Dongfang Qingzun and Northern Black Lord.
Dongfang Qingzun and the Northern Black Master are as knowledgeable as ever, and they still look forward to the Golden Emperor's leadership, allowing the Golden Emperor's status to rise without limit. He is not the Emperor of Heaven, but is better than the Emperor of Heaven.
There are rumors in heaven that when the Golden Emperor returns to heaven, his enthronement ceremony will begin.
The second generation of Emperor of Heaven is about to be born, and the most uncomfortable situation is no one else, but the ten former princes.
If the Golden Emperor had not ascended the throne, they would still be the princes of the previous dynasty, enjoying a certain amount of honor and being able to form gangs and occupy a place in heaven.
But once the Golden Emperor becomes the second generation emperor, the situation will be completely different. These princes will become the remnants of the previous dynasty, and everyone will avoid them.
Once the second-generation Heavenly Emperor has a new prince, he will even consolidate his foundation to eradicate these eyesores and show that he is the enemy of Heaven.
Although there was no god making irresponsible remarks in front of the Tenth Prince, the invisible glances were enough to drive any one of them crazy.
"Brother, we can't wait any longer!"
The Ninth Prince was filled with righteous indignation and said: "If we don't get our father back, the Emperor of Heaven's remaining resources will be exhausted, and we are doomed to die."
"Yes, Ninth Brother is right."
Several other princes agreed: "For the current plan, we are the only ones to go to find the father in person. Other gods are no longer reliable."
"There has been no news about my father for so many years. I don't know how many times I have been reincarnated."
The eldest prince looked silent and felt a little uneasy in his heart. However, he could not withstand the persuasion of his younger brothers. In addition, the atmosphere in the Heavenly Palace had become increasingly tense recently, making him feel a sense of danger.
Finally, the eldest prince made a final decision: "All the sun shines on is red earth. You will turn into golden crows to patrol the sky and illuminate every inch of the world with your own light."
"I don't believe there are places in this world where the sun doesn't shine!"
"Brother Shengming!"
"good."
Several other princes were overjoyed to finally wait for this day.
The eldest prince waved his hand and said solemnly: "In addition to looking for traces of my father, you also need to find the reincarnation body of Emperor Fengdu and take the opportunity to eradicate it. You cannot let him have a chance to awaken, and you will let him sink forever."
"The ten of us are divided into five groups, two in each group, one is looking for the father, and the other is chasing Fengdu."
"Yes!" Several princes obeyed the order one after another.
"Brother, why don't you let ten of us brothers come together?" Some princes asked in confusion: "There are only two at a time. This is too inefficient and time-consuming."
"Why don't the ten of us go out together? This way the light will shine on the earth and we can find our father earlier."
"no!"
The eldest prince shook his head and said: "The three realms are fragile. There can only be one sun. Two Golden Crows walking together are like summer. It is already the limit of endurance."
"If ten days occur at the same time, the Three Realms will be destroyed."
"If it's destroyed, just destroy it." A prince said nonchalantly: "The Three Realms are not our home now. The Emperor of Heaven is almost no longer our home, so why are we so worried about it?"
"That's right, that's right!"
Many Golden Crow princes praised him and had always had this idea in their hearts.
Since heaven is not ours, why should we protect the Three Realms? It is not ours.
"shut up!"
The eldest prince scolded: "Who said that heaven is not our home? As long as the father returns, the three realms will remain as usual and everything will be in order."
"If you go out without authorization, it will not only damage the reputation of the father, but also give the Golden Emperor an excuse to attack."
As soon as the word "Golden Emperor" came out, the hot Great Sun Temple suddenly calmed down a bit.
They really couldn't fight against the Golden Emperor, so they wanted to find the reincarnation body of the Red Emperor. If the Golden Emperor was allowed to attack in advance, it would be too late.
The Nine Golden Crows finally shut up, and then divided into five groups in order, taking turns to patrol the sky.
Since then, two suns have appeared in the sky of the Three Realms, and the temperature has risen sharply, reaching the height of summer. It is summer all year round, a large amount of water has been lost, and some water sources have begun to dry up.
However, fortunately, there are countless powerful people in the human world. Talents from hundreds of tribes emerged in large numbers and used various magical powers, but in the end no big disaster was caused.
In the heaven, many innate gods knew about the Ten Prince's movements, but did not stop them because they were looking for the Red Emperor.
What if the Red Emperor is not dead? What if the Red Emperor returns?
Many gods have such luck in their hearts and simply turn a blind eye.
"There are no two days in the sky, there are no two days in the sky!"
Among the human race, the white-haired human king Xia Qi looked up at the sky, his eyes filled with complicated colors. The bow and arrow in his hand were ready to go, with ten golden feathers shining brightly.
However, he didn't ejaculate in the end.
On the one hand, the human race has been worshiping gods and offering sacrifices since the beginning of the wilderness. Even if he is a human king, he must consider carefully if he wants to shoot the gods.
On the other hand, the human race has not reached the moment of life and death after all, and cannot easily start a war.
After all, the number of bows and arrows given by the Golden Emperor was ten, and there were only two suns in the sky, so the number did not match.
It’s just like summer for a year, and the human race can endure it any longer.
"Unless the ten days come together... I really hope that day will not come."
Human King Xia Qi murmured, and after a long silence, he finally issued the last human king order of his life to the world: "Select the best archer of the human race."
"If there is an outstanding person, I will teach him the position of human king!"
As soon as the news came out, the entire human race was shocked, and countless immortals were excited, setting off a craze for practicing bows and arrows.
This craze swept the world and soon reached the mouth of Guanjiang River.
"Yang Jian, do you want to practice bow and arrow?"
Young men of the same age shouted loudly
"No, I want to read books, learn spells, defeat that damn monkey, and rescue my mother!"
Little Yang Jian under the willow tree waved his hand and stared at the "Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills".
Know yourself and your enemy and you will be victorious in every battle. Only by learning the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills can you find Wuzhiqi's weaknesses.
However, he gave up on human immortal martial arts, gave up playing with his peers and learning bows and arrows, and devoted himself to the eight or nine mysterious skills.
But for ten years, he didn't understand anything.
"Is this crap book really useful?"
Yang Jian was so angry that he wanted to smash it, but he couldn't bear it. After all, it was the hope of saving his mother.
"You can't throw it away, you can't throw it away."
Suddenly, a lazy voice sounded, and said with a smile: "This is a wordless heavenly book, which can only be understood by the heart."
"Who are you?!"
Yang Jian jumped up suddenly, with a vigilant look on his face, and drew his bow left and right, ready to attack.
The visitor stroked his beard and smiled, his Taoist robes flying, and he said leisurely: "I am the poor Taoist Yuquan Mountain Jade Cauldron."
(End of chapter)
