Both Xiao and Niangniang's disciples have become saints with a transcendent status, which makes Jiang Changsheng look forward to Xiao and Niangniang even more.

Thousands of years have passed, she should have made great progress.

It was Da Luo before, what realm will it be going forward?

Jiang Changsheng turned to think about it, he actually didn't know how strong Xiao and Niangniang were before, he could only be sure that Xiao and Niangniang were at least Da Luo's existence thousands of years ago.

What if Xiao and Niangniang like to hide their hands like him?

"Senior Changsheng, come with me. I finally saw you. If I am negligent, Master will blame me."

After some polite greetings from the Holy Mother of Qingqiu, she turned her head and said to Jiang Changsheng.

She is not interested in Shaohao and the white-clothed god, it's just because of face.

Jiang Changsheng was a little hesitant. Shaohao immediately smiled and said, "Go, the Holy Mother will definitely take you to a better location."

The **** in white didn't say a word, and his eyes fell on Taishangtian in the distance again.

Since Shaohao gave the steps, Jiang Changsheng would naturally not be stubborn, and immediately bid farewell to Shaohao and the white-clothed god.

Led by the Holy Mother of Qingqiu, they flew into an attic in the sky, not far from the sky, at least closer than those futons.

The arrival of the Holy Mother of Qingqiu caused quite a commotion, which made Jiang Changsheng even more curious about the status of the Holy Mother in today's world.

The two sat in meditation in the attic lobby, two feet apart.

"May I ask Xiao and Niangniang how are they doing now?"

Jiang Changsheng asked, after seeing the white-clothed god, he looked forward to this era even more.

The Holy Mother of Qingqiu showed a gentle smile, and said: "Master is naturally well. In order to see you again, senior, she has almost gone to all Da Luo's dojos. Enlightenment, so I didn't come here in person, so I was sent here, I didn't expect to meet senior."

Tens of thousands of years ago, she and her junior sister were very confused, and felt that the master's concern for Jiang Changsheng was incomprehensible.

Slowly, over the years, they were influenced by Master's persistence. After they experienced their own lives, they looked at Master's attitude, and they were touched to the soul. This kind of movement caused them to change their views on Jiang Changsheng.

They didn't know Jiang Changsheng well, but they expected Master to see Jiang Changsheng, and they expected Jiang Changsheng to know Master's persistence and dedication.

The Holy Mother of Qingqiu began to talk about which Taoist ancestors the master had been to, and the names of the great Luo powerhouses were revealed, some of which were traces left in the legends of China in the previous life.

Jiang Changsheng was indeed moved. After all, this is not once or twice, nor is it a year or two, it is ten thousand years of persistence.

Speaking of it, his relationship with Xiao and Niangniang is not very close, but it is like a friendship between gentlemen. Although it is as light as water, it has an indescribable depth.

Jiang Changsheng also couldn't tell what kind of feelings he had for Xiao and Niangniang. It wasn't a throb between men and women, but he felt the comfort of a confidant. During the years of practice, he would often think of her.

It was a wonderful feeling, at least he enjoyed it.

It's a pity that he is too weak for Xiao and Niangniang now, and he can't repay her at all.

After the Holy Mother of Qingqiu said everything she wanted to say, she only felt refreshed and her thoughts were clear.

Jiang Changsheng's emotional expression also made her very satisfied, it was the reaction she wanted.

"May I ask the Holy Mother, have you ever heard of the Taoist ancestor?" Jiang Changsheng asked suddenly.

The Holy Mother of Qingqiu was still immersed in her inner world. When she heard Jiang Changsheng's question, she subconsciously replied, "Taoist? Which Taoist?"

Jiang Changsheng frowned and asked, "How many Taoist ancestors?"

The Holy Mother of Qingqiu came back to her senses, and said: "Of course not, but there is no Taoist ancestor, at least I haven't heard of it, and it's strange to say that there is no one who is powerful in the world. There is no end, who dares to call Dao Patriarch?"

Jiang Changsheng was relieved when he heard this, if there were many Taoist ancestors, it would indicate a big problem.

Just as he was about to ask again, a voice from the heavens came:

"Everyone, the sermon is ready to begin."

Taishangtian's strong tone made the noise outside the attic disappear immediately, and Jiang Changsheng didn't want to ask too many questions, so he was ready to concentrate on listening.

Spending so much orthodox karma value cannot be wasted.

The Holy Mother of Qingqiu also began to focus. Although she came with the mission of Master, she didn't want to miss it if she could hear the sermon.

"Three thousand ways, I don't talk about the three thousand innate ways, but about creation."

Jiang Changsheng's eyes lit up at Taishangtian's words.

His current confusion is that the power of the Dao he has mastered seems to be able to practice infinitely, precisely because he can't see the end, and he can't find an opportunity to break through.

If it is to create the Tao, then the formation of the Tao has stages.

Rules can be created, why can't the Dao?

Jiang Changsheng still remembered the indeterminate rules that Pingan had mastered, and that was the rules created the day after tomorrow.

The sermon of Taishentian officially begins, and its sermon voice pulls all listeners into a state of enlightenment.

Compared with the previous sermons, this time, Jiang Changsheng entered a mysterious state, his consciousness seemed to be floating in the colorful streamer space.

"Heaven and earth are born of Tao, and are destroyed by Tao. Tao produces one, one produces two, two produces three, three produces all things, all things can also be transformed into one, three thousand return to one, the law is the Tao, the soul is the same, the practitioner of the Tao is the way of heaven..."

Jiang Changsheng comprehended the words of the Supreme Heaven while comprehending the power of the Dao that he had mastered.

After the initial general introduction, Taishangtian began to talk about how he integrated Taoism, from the birth of ideas to practice, and in the process, he passed on his Taoism to all listeners.

time flies.

Jiang Changsheng was so immersed in listening to the sermon that he forgot everything.

In his current state, he still has the excitement of being exposed to new things. It has to be said that Taishangtian is very strong.

In terms of preaching alone, Jiang Changsheng felt that he was too superior to the previous dojo masters.

In the attic, ray of light radiated from Jiang Changsheng's body surface, and each ray of light had many nodes, as if stars were connected in series. These rays of light surrounded his body, and the speed gradually increased.

Next to it, the statue of Our Lady of Qingqiu has bloomed, and even made lotus flowers of various colors grow in the lobby, but these lotus flowers did not touch the light around Jiang Changsheng, and the two sides kept a certain distance.

outside the attic.

Sitting high on the lotus seat, Taishangtian was expressionless, but his eyes fell on the attic where Jiang Changsheng was, and there was a strange color in his eyes.

The sky of the dojo is always in daylight, and countless seekers burst out various visions in the process of enlightenment, making this sky dazzling.

In a state of ecstasy, Jiang Changsheng's consciousness fell into an unprecedented mysterious state of mind. He felt that all the power of the Dao had come to life, wandering around him, like a group of children surrounding their father, happily begging for something .

Jiang Changsheng was also looking for what they wanted.

The vicissitudes of life are just a dream of a powerful ascetic in spring and autumn.

Jiang Changsheng's consciousness gradually woke up, and the sound of the heavenly preaching was no longer in his ears. The noisy noise became clearer from far to near, and soon became noisy.

He opened his eyes, and his senses quickly recovered, like a dream, making him in a trance for a while.

"Senior, this sermon is over, and it's time for me to leave."

Hearing what the Holy Mother of Qingqiu said, Jiang Changsheng turned his head to look. She had already stood up and stared at him with those gentle eyes like water.

Jiang Changsheng got up immediately and said, "Thank you, Holy Mother, for taking care of me. I will remember this kindness."

The Holy Mother of Qingqiu said: "Although I don't know your origin, it seems that you will only appear in the dojo. Is there anything you want to tell my master?"

Jiang Changsheng pondered for a moment, and said: "The past and the future are hard to distinguish between true and false, but the agreement to go to the end of the road together is true. I hope she will not forget it."

These words made the Holy Mother of Qingqiu raise her eyebrows. She took a deep look at Jiang Changsheng, then walked out of the attic and disappeared into a rainbow of light.

Jiang Changsheng stretched his waist, ready to leave.

"Fellow Daoist, wait a minute, I have something to talk to you about."

A voice came, and it was the master of the dojo, Taishangtian.

After Jiang Changsheng heard this, he still chose to stay. This is the orthodox return to the gods. He is not a real time traveler, and he is not afraid of death.

While waiting, he began to exercise his muscles and bones.

"This physical body is quite real. Is my consciousness coming here, or is my consciousness attached to a certain physical body?"

Jiang Changsheng was secretly curious, he thought it was the latter, but Xiao, Niangniang, and Shaohao could remember him, which meant that when his consciousness attached to other creatures, they would change their appearance and breath into him.

And this creature is similar to his cultivation level, but not exactly the same.

Just like now, Jiang Changsheng feels that there is a slight gap in his cultivation base. He was slightly stronger before, but now he is slightly weaker.

If it becomes stronger, he will not doubt it. After all, he will become stronger every time he hears the sermon, but it does not make sense to become weak.

How could he be weak?

The voices outside the attic became less and less, Jiang Changsheng thought of Shaohao, he immediately went outside the attic, stood by the side of the building and watched, but he couldn't see the figures of Shaohao and the **** in white.

They are gone.

"Next time we meet, I hope you're still here."

Jiang Changsheng showed a smile on his face, and he performed Taoist rejuvenation several times, but he only made a few Taoist friends, and the ones who could keep in touch with him were Xiaohe Niangniang and Shaohao.

He hoped that the two of them would stay well.

After all the listeners in this world had left, the ashram fell into silence.

At the end of the sermon, Taishangtian disappeared, and a powerful man like him would not watch everyone leave.

Jiang Changsheng is not in a hurry, no matter how long he stays here, the reality is only a few moments.

"You have so much power in your body, how dare you ask who is the most sacred friend?"

When Taishangtian's voice came, Jiang Changsheng turned his head to look. Taishangtian was standing seven steps away, and the two were standing by the side of the building, facing the wind.

Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, "I'm not a saint, I'm just a cultivator who needs your guidance."

Taishangtian squinted his eyes and said: "I have seen you, thousands of years ago, Bodhi Buddha Sea, you were beside Xiao and Niangniang."

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Jiang Changsheng had to wonder if this guy cared about Xiao and Niangniang very much?

Even though the memory of an immortal cultivator is extraordinary, how could a person next to others remember so clearly thousands of years ago?

Even remembering requires recalling the memory.

Could it be that this fellow was remembering during the sermon?

Jiang Changsheng didn't panic, he didn't belong to this era anyway.

Taishangtian continued: "Although I am curious about your origin, you possess many powers of the Dao, which shows that you and I are on the same path. Among the sermons, you are the only one who can really embark on the road of creating the Dao. Since If you are predestined and you are in the same league, then I will give you a chance."

When Jiang Changsheng heard it, he was immediately happy, and hurriedly said, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist!"

Tai Shangtian waved his hand and said: "This is a kind of divine method, which I obtained when I was traveling in the outer space. The four characters of the ancestor of Tao are recorded on that stone tablet. Thanks to this divine method, I can be where I am today."

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