Yu Qingxing, who woke up at an unknown time, sat alone on the stone with his legs crossed, staring blankly at Liu Zimo's three souls and seven souls that had dispersed. He said with a sad face, "Sister Liu has never killed any monster. She has never killed any monster." To get demonic energy, you either have to ask for permission from others, or you have to look for it among the dead. In fact, she has always been afraid in her heart, afraid that others will seek revenge on her, and afraid that you will be sad for what she is like now."
Luo Chengdong's body trembled, and the scarlet color slowly faded from his eyes. At the previous moment, he had wanted to be possessed by a demon, but that was the case, so why bother?
"In the spring, fish and fish are on the land, they are wet with each other, and they are wet with foam. It is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes." After seeing the time scroll, Muchen, who was riding an ox, said slowly.
"He who knows others is wise, and he who knows himself is wise. How can you teach me to forget about the rivers and lakes without ever helping each other? You have misled me for a hundred years, and you have used me to practice Taoism and prove the Dharma. What qualifications do you have to point out the so-called maze in front of me?" Luo Chengdong disdains Chao Mu. Chen Xiang said.
"I just want to see where the two of you will go. Liu Zimo is gone, but you refuse to be possessed. What's the explanation? You don't want revenge? Wouldn't it be impossible to say that I wronged you? I already know the whole story. Why do I have to tell you the reason? After cultivating in the world and achieving enlightenment after rebirth, what qualifications do you have to say that one who knows others is wise and one who knows oneself is wise?" Muchen looked down from a high position.
Seeing the tense expressions of the two of them, Mo Guyuan and Yu Qinggong both didn't know why, and Mo Guyuan was the most indignant among them. He had seen that time scroll from beginning to end, and witnessed with his own eyes the ups and downs of the two people's lives. If you were to teach people to look past it, who in the world would have such a character?
Luo Chengdong was stunned and speechless. Just as everyone was thinking about their own thoughts, they saw a sharp sword light in mid-air piercing Muchen. The sword energy was majestic and invincible. The momentum was undoubtedly the same as Luo Chengdong's sword before. In just the blink of an eye, the flying sword instantly crushed Muchen's body, and after a while it slowly gathered together and returned to its original state.
"Do you want to kill me or yourself?" Muchen asked.
"What's the difference?" Luo Chengdong asked without answering.
"Your Tai'ajian will not kill you. He has already channeled the spirit and wants to lend you my hand to help you. Although I can ignore it for a moment, why should I help you?"
"You practice the way of freedom and follow fate in everything. Liu Zimo and I are just a drop of gravel in the world, just like a dream or an illusion. Of course it doesn't matter. You are willing to do whatever you want to do as a human being and as a heaven. Why can't you let her and I sleep here forever? ?" Luo Chengdong was no longer worried and his face was calm.
"Death is liberation? Is death not a luxury? In this way, you will find it difficult to let go," Muchen said coldly.
"Then what do you want? How about enlightenment? Do you want me to live a life worse than death, or continue your dream of spring and autumn, and let me find the answer on your behalf in this reincarnation of heaven?"
Muchen frowned in thought, and the two looked at each other. For a long time, Muchen looked lonely, lowered his head and said softly, "I don't know either..."
"I fall in love with you, you can do whatever you want." Luo Chengdong gave a pale smile and hugged Violet tightly in his arms. Now he was trapped in Zhuang Zhou's dream, even death was a luxury, and he no longer cared about anything.
"Senior, I don't know why I have to find the only one. There are thousands of avenues in the world, but not every road can find an exit. So what if I persist in this life, and what if I know right and wrong? No matter how miserable or joyful my situation is, how can others do it? I have never experienced anything that has really happened to me. I have never felt that other people’s stories can teach me how to look at other people’s accidents. If you want to find an answer, how can you know the twists and turns if you don’t experience it yourself? Sad, in fact, the answer is no longer important, the process of seeking the answer is the final result." Around the silence, a clear voice slowly sounded, everyone was stunned when they heard it, and turned to look at Mo Guyuan, only to see him He said slowly at this moment.
Yu Qinggong quietly looked at Mo Guyuan's back in front of him, feeling dazed for a moment. Just as he risked his life twice to stand in front of him and stepped forward despite knowing the danger. He didn't know what the result would be, but he still had no hesitation.
Muchen was sitting on the ox in a state of despair, listening to Mo Guyuan's words as if he was deep in thought, and he still sat there without thinking.
"The flowers are blooming on the road, please come home slowly. Thank you very much, little brother," Luo Chengdong said to Mo Guyuan with a hearty smile. A Tai'a sword came from the void, like a falling star, and penetrated directly in front of Mo Guyuan, trembling and screaming.
"I...I just said it casually on impulse, senior, what are you doing?" Mo Guyuan said with some shame.
"To prove the Tao, I must first break the Tao. I practiced swordsmanship, cultivated immortality, and sought Tao for what I wanted. Now I understand that where my Tao is is where her heart is. Wherever she is, my Tao will be." Luo Chengdong stood up and held up his hands. Holding the violet in my hands, I felt full of pity.
The so-called floating life is a dream, and the years are long, but in the end it is just a blink of an eye.
Mo Guyuan's heart was like a huge wave, and Luo Chengdong's words were like a hammer in his heart: "Where she is, there is my way!"
After wandering for a long time, Mo Guyuan still couldn't think of a clue. Beside him, Yu Qingqing was standing beside him. Mo Guyuan suddenly felt warm and reassured in his heart, and he put aside his thoughts and didn't want to think about it anymore.
"Of course I will remember the weeping willows and purple road east of Luo City that year, that month, that day and that moment."
One step leads to a white tree, a bridge to light rain and an umbrella to open, a dream of yellow beams and a pot of wine, and a purple suit for life. Under the eyes of Mo Guyuan and the two men, Luo Chengdong's figure walked forward and finally disappeared.
Muchen was still confused. Next to him, Huizi looked at Luo Chengdong, who had returned to seek the way. His face was slumped, and he murmured: "The heavy rain cannot moisten the boundless grass, and the way is broad and cannot cross undestined people. Origin Destiny, in the end, is just a matter of chance."
A blue light cracked in the sky, and a wild laughter spread throughout the underground. "Old friend, long time no see. The Taoism has increased a lot."
Keizi sneered and said sarcastically, "If you don't come again, your disciple will not be able to abide by his own heart, let alone observe and discuss the Tao for you."
"Insufficient cultivation of mind and lack of knowledge, that's how it should be." The person who came was an old man with white beard and hair, kind eyebrows and kind eyes. Mo Guyuan and the others looked at him. Just looking at this person, Mo Guyuan and Yu Qinggong swept away the previous ones. Gloomy.
"You are still the same as before, full of bullshit and pretending to be sophisticated," Keiko continued to taunt.
"You are not a fish, how can you know the joy of fish? You are not me, how can you know that I don't know the joy of fish?" The old man is the master of the dream.
One day in ancient times, Zhuangzi and Huizi were traveling together. In a debate, Zhuangzi was slightly better because of his whims and his impunity. Keiko still couldn't figure it out, so he fell into Zhuang Zhou Xiaomeng to find out.
Huizi blushed furiously, and was about to reach out and yell, but suddenly he remembered something. He glanced at Mo Guyuan, his face was magnanimous, and he said confidently, "I am neither you nor a fish. I don't know the joy of fish, and I don't know that you know the joy of fish. I only know I don't know the joy of fish, and I don't know that you know the joy of fish. I'm not obsessed with it, I just recognize the facts."
"What you said, fellow Taoist, is shallow and reasonable. I really have to admit that your fucking shame is a bit like mine."
"You just picked out the words and reversed their order to argue with me?"
"It's all about doing whatever you want, being carefree and improvising. There are so many sayings about infinite truth."
"You are so fucking shameless."
"Ashamed, really ashamed."
The two people were talking incomprehensibly, and the two people below were looking at each other in confusion. I saw the old man with white hair and beard knocking a chestnut on the head of the bull riding Mu Chen, and said with a smile, "Idiot, have you ever thought of a reason?"
At this moment, he was enlightened, as if he had stepped out of a dream. When Muchen saw the old man in front of him, his previous enlightenment had long been forgotten. Tears and snot flew down the old man's body, and he said, "Master, I miss you so much. I don't think about food and tea every day, and I don't sleep day and night."
Keiko's eyelids trembled beside her, and she had the urge to make a move, but the next words of the white-haired old man made Keiko grit her teeth.
"Hey, why not be a teacher?"
"Master, you asked me to practice Taoism here, but we are monks and disciples. We are supposed to have no desires and desires. Why should we watch the love between men and women in this world? It is really heart-wrenching and disturbing." Muchen rubbed his nose against the old man's face. Sleeves asked curiously.
"I'm not afraid that if one day you find a girl you like, you don't know how to deal with it. It would be a waste of the girl's family's affection for you without knowing it. What a pity."
"If I can meet a woman like Liu Zimo, any fool knows how lucky I am, but I won't touch love and love carelessly. It's too tiring. I'd better study more. Like Master, the key to immortality is ."
"Actually, there are not many women like Liu Zimo in the world. There are many more. It's a pity that many fools really don't know how lucky they are and have missed too much. But in this life, who can have no regrets?"
"Master, do you have regrets? Tell me." Muchen looked obedient and asked closely. Huizi also listened intently. It was rare for Zhuangzi to have regrets.
"As a teacher, I love myself and am free, and my works will be remembered for generations. Why do so few people in the world admire me? It is a great regret in life."
Keiko swept away with one kick, unable to hold back any longer.
After several people gathered their thoughts, Zhuangzi looked down at Mo Guyuan, Yu Qingxing and others. The two of them sat upright and nervously saluted Zhuangzi without any ambiguity. The old man nodded and smiled, saying, "The past has passed, the future can be expected, and now is the right time."
Mo Guyuan looked at Yu Qinggong, and he could vaguely hear Yu Qinggong muttering in his mouth, "Just say something you don't understand, and you're bullying me for being a scholar." Mo Guyuan glanced at the old man nervously from the corner of his eye, and the old man still smiled lightly. It seems that he has not noticed it. Mo Guyuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and said softly to Yu Qinggong, "In my hometown, Zhuangzi is the most learned person, and there are many teachers in the school. I never thought that I would be lucky enough to meet the person in the book. It's really I'm just dreaming."
"How big can it be? Bigger than a big Kun?" Yu Qinggong asked.
Mo Guyuan was speechless. As he was thinking about it, the old man's voice rang in his ears: "There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty. Its name is Kun. Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles away it is. Do you think it is big?"
Mo Guyuan kept nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice.
"What's your name, little boy?"
Mo Guyuan answered honestly, "Mo Guyuan."
"Where are you, little girl?"
"My name is Yu Qinggong." The voice was clear and resounded throughout the room.
The old man glanced over, nodded slightly, and looked at Keiko aside, thinking a little and asking a question.
"Brother Guyuan and I are sworn brothers. He and this little girl are in love with each other. How can I be so ungrateful that I don't even want to kill the dragon?" Huizi said solemnly. He threw the Dragon King basket at his waist to Mo Guyuan and shouted, "Brother, Yunmengxi is walking?"
Keiko came and went without a trace, very fast. At this moment, the old man raised his hand and slowly gave a thumbs up to Keiko who was leaving. His eyes were kind, just like the eyes of an elder looking at the younger generation with full of joy.
Mo Guyuan smiled at the old man, took Yu Qingg and headed outside. The old man looked at each other from a distance all the way, and murmured the words "The fish flew out of the Mochi, and the fish lived near the abyss. From then on, they will live and sing in the passing years. The deep protects the fish in the pond, and the fish in the pond thinks of the old deep."
Muchen listened to his master talking about the fish coming and going, and he said hurriedly, "Master! Let's go quickly. If we are late, we won't be able to eat much."
"What to eat?"
"The fish from Yunmeng River."
"Don't worry about wood?"
"Oh, it's almost the same. Let's go now. Last time I packed a basket, which was too little. I have to put together more this time. It's really not enough to fill my teeth."
The old man suddenly remembered something, and his approachable expression since ancient times became furious and cursed, "The Emperor Xiu tree bears fruit without worrying about trees. It blooms for hundreds of years and bears fruit for thousands of years. I planted it next to Yunmeng River specifically to prevent people from climbing up the tree to pick fruits. You guys Can bandits find something fishy??"
Muchen had already run away, either because he was greedy for Na Bu Chou Mu or because he was afraid of being beaten.
