Chapter 27 The three thoughts of Tao, fighting against the same sky (Part 2)

Style: Fantasy Author: Ling ShilingWords: 1127Update Time: 24/02/20 17:27:46
Somewhere in the Northern Territory.

A man wearing animal skins found a cave that was not too deep, clapped his hands and walked in to rest.

By the way, no one may know that a few days ago, the animal skin coat he was wearing did not belong to him.

After walking for days and nights to find such a place to stay, he was exhausted.

After carefully inspecting the cave and confirming that it was not the habitat of some wild beast, the man decided to rest here.

At this time, the man didn't have much food on him. It wasn't that he didn't want to look for food. It was really windy outside, and he was still shaking even after changing into the single clothes he wore before.

As night falls, the Northern Territory is no better than the Eastern Territory. Looking around, it is desolate and it is not easy to find anything.

The man found a place to sit down, leaning against the stone wall and quickly fell asleep.



Eastern region, Sophora Valley.

The old man in linen robe grabbed the white chess piece that the old man Qingniu had thrown on the top of the chessboard, and wondered where to put it.



Northern Territory, cave.

The man opened his eyes and felt that his energy had been restored after a good sleep.

He straightened up and stretched. When he quickly put down his hand unintentionally, his whole body actually jumped up.

It's amazing.

He waved his hands a few more times, and his body jumped higher and higher. Seeing that they were about to meet, he quickly stopped. As a result, as soon as he stopped waving, his body fell uncontrollably.

As he was falling, he quickly waved his hands a few more times to let himself gradually hover.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of floating in the air, he looked around. Suddenly through the faint starlight, he saw himself! He saw himself, sitting on a stone and taking a nap!

But if that is me, then is this me still myself?

In shock, he forgot to swing and let his body fall downwards to the ground...



Eastern region, Sophora Valley.

The old man in linen robe suddenly realized that he had moved the chess piece that the teacher had played at great cost. He suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and quickly put the chess piece back.



Northern Territory, cave.

The man suddenly opened his eyes, sat up suddenly, and felt his heart throbbing. His mind was dizzy, as if the one who fell just now was really him.

But if it weren't for him, this dream would be too real. Besides, if it didn't happen to me, how could I feel it so deeply?

Is this world real or a dream?

The man couldn't explain clearly, but a few years ago, because of such a dream and such an idea, he gave up the true meaning of Tao that was envied by many people.

The true meaning of Tao, as the name suggests, is "seeking truth."

But he doesn’t even know whether this world is real or not, and he doesn’t even know whether he himself is real. How can he continue to use the true meaning of Tao well?

The man leaned down, searching and groping in his memory for the place where he fell in the dream.

Just like last time, I didn't find anything, but this time I did find a pebble.

The man rubbed the stones, walked step by step to the entrance of the cave and sat down cross-legged.

Looking at the dreamlike starry sky in the distance, he felt extremely unreal at this moment. But the unique touch of the pebble on his hand gave him a little peace of mind.

Dream, reality. How is it, so what if it is not? Isn't it the most important thing for a person to live well and happily throughout his life? The man's thoughts became clear. He slowly closed his eyes, and his aura continued to rise.