Xu Zimo shook his head.
I saw him taking out the beads condensed by the avenue.
At this moment, the Dao Bead began to rotate, and the kindness that represented filial piety turned into a white airflow, which was absorbed into the Dao Bead.
This Daozhu must absorb all kinds of goodness.
Like that's extremely evil.
The evil in the world becomes one, and it becomes extremely evil.
Only when the goodness in the world is united can it become extremely good.
After gathering his kindness, Xu Zimo said: "I just heard from you that there is a sect called Zhengyang Sect. I happen to be going there too. Do you know the way?"
"Is the Immortal going to Zhengyang Sect?" Dong Heng said quickly.
"I know the way. I have thought about joining the Immortal Sect before, but unfortunately I had to take care of my mother, so I gave up on the path to immortality."
Xu Zimo nodded slightly.
He said: "Just show me the direction. You have to take care of your mother, so you don't have to lead the way for me."
“After all, although your mother is no longer in danger, she is old and still a mortal.
Birth, old age, illness and death are all things that should be taken for granted. "
Dong Heng understood that even without the monster whose destiny had changed, his mother would not live long.
Human lifespan is limited.
Especially the life span of mortals is even more small and short.
Walking out of the room, Dong Heng pointed at a mountain shrouded in mist in the distance.
Looking from a distance, you can only briefly see the outline of the mountain peak, and the specific details are shrouded in mountain fog.
Just listen to Dong Heng say: "Except our Yuhua Village, go forward along the main road.
Go left at the first intersection and reach the end of Zhengyang Sect. "
“But it’s late autumn now, and it’s probably very difficult to enter the Zhengyang Sect during this period.
But I think if it's an immortal, it shouldn't be a big problem. "
After bidding farewell to Dong Heng, Xu Zimo walked in the right direction.
He was a little curious as to what kind of goodness this Zhengyang Sect could be.
The kind with great compassion and compassion.
But it doesn't seem like it. From the perspective of heaven, Master Jiuyang has done many good things.
As soon as I walked out of Yuhua Village, the situation above my head changed.
The sky was covered with dark clouds, and a heavy rain seemed close at hand.
Xu Zimo didn't care about this.
He followed the right path and soon came to a crossroads.
"Crackling..."
At this time, it seemed that the sky could no longer bear the heavy raindrops. Countless raindrops formed a line and fell with crackling sounds.
There happens to be a pavilion at the intersection.
There seemed to be several people taking shelter from the rain.
Xu Zimo also followed in.
This pavilion is quite large, with an umbrella-shaped pagoda shape on top.
There was a stone table in the middle, but no stone chairs were seen.
It is surrounded by a wooden fence.
When Xu Zimo came in, there were already two groups of people inside.
The group on the left are three young men and a woman.
He's not that old, he looks like he's in his twenties.
The woman wears a light yellow gown and the man wears a green gown. Although the colors are different, the styles are similar.
It should be from the same force.
The other group is one old and one young.
The old man was wearing an ordinary linen shirt, and his face was full of wrinkles and lines.
The child next to him was only five or six years old. His raw water was tender and tender, and it seemed that a lot of water would come out with just a squeeze.
There were just two groups of people, one on the left and one on the right, occupying the pavilion.
When Xu Zimo came in, the young man on the left frowned slightly and seemed a little unhappy.
Then he said: "Brother, there is no room here."
This young man's name is Wang Chuan, and he is a disciple of the Zhengyang Sect.
However, he had not been a member of the Zhengyang Sect for a long time and was a new disciple.
This time I happened to be going down the mountain to visit relatives. I didn't expect to get caught in the rain halfway, so Wang Chuan's attitude was not good.
In addition, the old man and the young man next to him had a faint strange smell, which made him even more unhappy.
Now that he saw someone coming in again, he couldn't help but speak.
"Senior brother, the pavilion is nothing. Master has always taught us to be kind to the world.
It’s raining heavily outside, so it’s okay for us to squeeze in inside,” the woman next to her spoke up and tried to persuade her.
This woman is also a new student this time.
Also going home to visit relatives.
These four people all joined the Zhengyang Sect in the early spring of this year.
After practicing for more than half a year, I still want to go home and have a look.
That’s why we went down the mountain together this time.
"That's right, the teachings of our Zhengyang Sect are to be kind to the world and the world," the other two people beside them also persuaded.
Hearing this, Wang Chuan didn't say much.
He gave way to the back, giving Xu Zimo a place.
However, Xu Zimo's target was not these people.
With his strength, even if a drop of water does not touch him in the rain, it is nothing.
No need to take shelter from the rain.
The real purpose of his coming here for the past two days was actually the old man and the young man.
He didn't mean anything else, he was just very interested in the transfiguring spirits between heaven and earth.
As we all know, the entire continent of China is now filled with thousands of races, and countless creatures make up this colorful world.
But there are some creatures that are not among all races.
They are very rare or even rare.
There are probably only one or two in the entire world.
Such creatures are rare to encounter, because their birth is caused by fate, and no one can estimate it.
"Where are you two from?" Xu Zimo looked at the old man and the young man and asked with a smile.
"Heaven and earth are my home. I can come and go anywhere," the old man said with a smile.
There was an aura of decay on the old man's body.
It's like the feeling of life coming to an end and life passing away.
The child next to him had a feeling of rebirth.
It is a breath of vitality and revival of all things.
"Where do you think the rain will end up?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Rain is born in the sky and dies in the sky. This is its destination," the old man said calmly.
“The destination of all things is between heaven and earth.
Whether it's rain or other living things, it's all the same. "
Seeing the conversation between Xu Zimo and the old man as if they were in a daze, several disciples of the Zhengyang Sect next to them were all confused.
"Are you guys coming here to join our Zhengyang Sect?" Wang Chuan asked proactively.
After all, at this intersection, if you go east, the only way is to go to Zhengyang Sect.
Therefore, it is reasonable for Wang Chuan to ask this question.
"Zhengyang Sect, I really want to meet your Master Jiuyang," Xu Zimo said.
"Your Excellency, are you kidding me? Not everyone can see our ancestor," Wang Chuan said with a smile.
Xu Zimo turned his head and asked with interest: "How can you be sure that I am not a strong person on the same level as your ancestor?"
Wang Chuan was speechless.
But when he looked at Xu Zimo, he didn't think it looked like him.
After all, there is no such thing as a strong person.
However, Wang Chuan did not dare to refute for a while.
After all, in the teachings of Zhengyang Sect, there are words such as being kind to heaven and earth and respecting heaven and earth.
Wang Chuan is not stupid either.
Seeing that the other party was silent, Xu Zimo looked at the old man.
He smiled and asked, "Why here?"
(End of chapter)
