Today, it is not Mulong City's time.

At this time, heaven and earth are in the midst of great changes. Lingmi, medicine, bigu, and chips are all flourishing. The dream of kingship has ten times as long as one's own lifespan.

If a person has no way, it may be possible to give up everything to seek the Way, but there is a way ahead, so why give up everything?

Geng Chenglong's heart was throbbing and he wanted to keep up, but he finally gave up while biting his pipe.

He doesn't have the guts.

At this time, all the leaders of the Beggar Association were there, and they chased them out, and they almost cut themselves off from the Beggar Association.

......

The afterglow of the sunset fell on the Champ de Mars, with a breeze blowing.

Potter's arrival has attracted the attention of many people. His slender physique and outstanding temperament are very eye-catching even if he is not deliberately revealed.

But he didn't care about other people's eyes either. When he set foot in the square, his eyes already fell on An Qisheng who was taking pictures of the old couple.

At this moment, his mind was blank, like a starry sky. Because of its vastness, it was difficult to see its shape, but it was only a trance, and everything disappeared again. It seemed that there was only an ordinary young man in front of him.

This is not intentional hiding, but its breath, or state of mind, is up and down, like heaven and earth, sometimes the wind rises, and sometimes the rain falls.

Potter's spiritual practice is extremely high, and his feelings are even more profound. This is no longer the unity of nature and man in the ordinary sense.

Because his breath, or the ups and downs of his mood does not follow the veins of the sky, on the contrary, the ups and downs of his mood will affect the heaven and earth.

"Such a realm..."

Thoughts flashed in Potter's mind, but he didn't step forward.

He just lowered his arms and lowered his eyebrows, waiting quietly like a primary school student waiting to be reprimanded.

"All right?"

An Jianzhong put down the pose for a long time, and it was quite boring. God knows how much these women like to take pictures.

How many have you shot over the years?

"Qiqi's shooting is getting better and better." An mother fiddled with the camera, and glanced at An Jianzhong happily: "Unlike some people, who are thick-handed and thick-footed."

"It's getting late, we should go back."

An Jianzhong was nearly two meters tall and unusually burly, but he couldn't stand his wife's eyes, and glanced at Potter, who was very eye-catching in the distance:

"Someone's looking for Qiqi."

"what?"

Only then did Mother An discover Potter, who was waiting by the square, and glanced at her son rather reluctantly.

Faintly, she could sense that the peaceful days of the past few years were about to come to an end.

"It's okay, you go back to the hotel first, I'll be back in a while."

An Qisheng patted his mother's hand and comforted him. Then he looked at Potter, who had been waiting for a long time, with a calm expression:

"Are you looking for me?"

An Qisheng's demeanor was calm and casual, but his aura of detachment was stripped away, or returned to the original, without any forceful edge or detachment that once made people fearful.

After seven years of wandering the world, he may not have gained much, but he has condensed a lot, and he has digested all the emotions he has seen and heard for thousands of years in his dreams.

Potter bowed slightly and gave Daxuan the ancient ceremony: "Waking up from a dream this morning, seeing the vast purple air covering the sky like the sea, you know that your realm has reached the peak. , I hope the saints will not be blamed."

This time, Potter was completely convinced.

In his life, he was adopted by Xuanren and his wife when he was a child. He learned Xuanwen at a young age, and Taoist and Buddhist scriptures at a young age. He has been 16 years old when he has practiced martial arts, but in just nine years, he is not bad.

After traveling the world, looking for a way forward, he has been searching hard for decades. Until today, he has a sense of knowing the way in his heart.

This is not what dreams can give.

"saint......"

An Qisheng shook his head slightly: "You have been from Wenshi, but I'm not an old man. It's better to call me Mr. An."

"Yes, Mr. Ann."

Potter is as good as he is, and has already treated him with courtesy.

"I have a rough idea of ​​your purpose, but how can you be sure that I will teach you the Fa?"

An Qisheng looked at Potter with a half-smile.

The first time the two met was when Tong Zhengyang crossed the border of Daxuan. At that time, he was deeply impressed by this white man who was dedicated to seeking the Tao and even willing to die.

In a sense, the three leaders of the Beggar Society are all true seekers.

Compared with Mu Longcheng and Yan Changsha, Potter is more pure, as if there is nothing outside the Tao, and there is no negative emotion in his spiritual world.

Not to mention seeking the Tao from a person who is 'younger' than himself, even pigs, dogs, and livestock will not have any other emotions at all.

"Seeking the way depends on the heart, whether you get it or not, but it's not something I can control."

Potter's great mysteries are very consummate, and his words are eloquent. He is even adjusting to be more in line with An Qisheng, as if he said it.

Jing Xing Xing Xing.

Taoism is not only in words, but also in every move.

"It's only now that I understand that the support of the state of mind is not only about strength, but sometimes it has nothing to do with strength."

An Qisheng nodded slightly and sighed slightly: "Your mood at this time is very similar to me back then, but it is much purer than me."

In the long-floating world, he has been oppressed for three thousand years, and the Fa has been passed down for three thousand years.

Later, when he fought against the heavens in the human world, his mood changed again. His heart was like a mirror. Even if there was dust, he could wipe it away with his hands, and his thoughts would not linger in his heart.

Before the dream returned to the Spring and Autumn Period, he had already realized the problem of his own.

Since he consciously woke up from the first picture, the number of people who have fallen into the dream is as many as ten million, even if it is less than one hundred million. The joys, sorrows, sorrows, worries and fears of millions of people have had a great impact on him after all.

Even without Lao Dan's criticism, he also sensed his own problem.

Therefore, in the Myriad Yang Realm, he wanted to solve this problem, and after 1800 years of meditation practice, his mood changed again.

Thousands of distracting thoughts have been difficult to arise in my heart, as if they are already dust-free, and they do not need to be wiped.

What is equally difficult to arise is his original aspirations, his emotions and desires, and his xinxing.

He also understands the true meaning of the magic cube that cuts all the desires to become a god.

Of course, he didn't want to do it.

Until he returned to Xuanxing, he had a confusion in his heart that he had never had before crossing all realms. What was placed in front of him was the choice of God and Man.

After seven years of walking in the world, he no longer binds his distracting thoughts, and wanders the world like a mortal. Until this time, he has truly been able to do whatever he wants.

"When I saw Mr. An a few years ago, I only felt that you were like a fairy, hanging high in the sky, detached and inhuman. Looking at it now, it is still the same, but there are some incomprehensible meanings. It seems that the human heart replaces the heart of the sky."

Potter responded softly, with a humble look, as if he had fully substituted in, and he could do it with his thoughts.

"The sky is high and the earth is low. Good is good, but bad is not necessarily worthless. Joy, anger, sorrow and joy are the outward manifestation of the heart, just as wind, rain, thunder and lightning are the outward appearance of the sky. The human heart is the human heart, and the heaven is the heart of the sky. Why can't we seek common ground while reserving differences? "

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the sky turned red and the clouds turned red, the dust in An Qisheng's heart faded, and the seven-year trip was like a dream, which settled in his heart:

"It's the devil to go the wrong way, and the way to get the right way. Now I know what Lao Dan means, let it be, let it be natural."

Wangquan is me, Taiji is me, Yuanyang is me too.

When the mind emerges from the dust, a clear light arises.

"Ok?"

Potter's heart moved, and when he looked intently, he saw a pillar of clear light shot out from An Qisheng's body.

Among them, the five colors are intertwined, and it seems that there are three clear-cut flowers rotating, and faintly, it seems that there are silhouettes flickering in the lotus-like petals.

But in the next moment, everything became a mess, and it fell into An Qisheng's body again.

This scene happened very fast, except for Potter's awareness, even the tourists who came and went to take pictures were not aware of it, and it seemed that it never happened.

"Are you Sanhua?" Potter was a little surprised. In the clear light, he seemed to feel a rather familiar aura.

That seems to be the way of kingship...

Could it be true, as the rumor once said, that Mr. An is a certain generation of Wangquan Daoist in the Jiufu Realm, or even the peerless great master who opened the Wangquan Dao?

You must know that although there are five Qi Chaoyuan in the Jiufu Realm and the saying that the three flowers gather on the top, even the seven sons of Wangquan in all dynasties and the Taoists of Wangquan have difficulty condensing all three flowers.

Even in the 3,000-year history of the Long Floating Realm, the only people who truly condense the three flowers are the first-generation Daoist Wang Quan and the Taibai Patriarch.

"Abstain from sex, do not act rashly and nameless, can condense essence flowers, have no panic, no fear, no anger and no resentment, can open qi flowers, not clinging and unattached, those who are always clear and always awake, can obtain divine flowers. Three flowers gather on the top , not just spirit..."

An Qisheng was in a good mood and talked a lot.

But before he finished speaking, he seemed to feel something in his heart and kept his mouth shut.

After walking in the world for seven years, he is truly ignoring foreign objects. Even if he is in the reincarnation cave, he is handed over to Sanxin Lan Lingtong to control everything.

At this time, the mind is clear and clear, and all thoughts follow the heart, and immediately perceive the changes that have taken place in the heaven and earth.

Potter was chewing on An Qisheng's description of Sanhua, but he was also alarmed at this time, but he couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking at?"

An Qisheng's eyes moved slightly, and he had seen the wreckage of the spacecraft falling into the ocean: "It's like a sieve with no protection, no wonder there are bad guests coming..."

again?

Potter was startled for a moment, and then he realized that An Qisheng could call him a 'villain'. I'm afraid there was only the 'Destruction Serpent' seven years ago~lightnovelpub.net~ Could it be the 'Destruction Giant'? Snakes' comeback? "

Potter's expression has changed. He can't forget the battle seven years ago, and he is not even qualified to participate in the battle.

"It's a lot more troublesome than that stupid snake..."

An Qisheng skillfully took out his mobile phone and sent a message to An's father and An's mother, and then he looked at the distant sky with a faint light.

It seems to have seen an endless distance.

"It is also indecent to come and go..."

Potter seemed to hear his own voice, but before he could hear it, his heart skipped a beat.

There is no sound of breaking the sky, no explosion of breaking sound, and no ripples in the void at all, disappearing like a teleportation without a trace!

"This is?"

Potter was startled, it wasn't that An Qisheng was moving at all, but that he took this step to fit the trajectory of the planet!

In other words, this Mr. An does not need to lift his feet at all, and he can travel 80,000 miles a day while sitting on the ground!

This power...

He was shocked and took a step forward, only to feel that there were invisible barriers around him that had been penetrated by him, and the next moment, the world swept past him rapidly.

Champ de Mars, Ba City, France...

In an instant, it seems to have traversed two continents!

Raising his head slightly, in front of him was an ordinary Taoist temple, and in the Taoist temple, on a simple and mottled Taoist platform, An Qisheng sat cross-legged.

Behind him, Qingguang reappeared, but this time, the Yingying Qingguang did not burst out of his body.

Instead, it overflowed from the temple behind him that housed the idols.

hum~

Faintly, Potter heard the gurgling sound of water, but the clear light became more and more intense, spreading like a cloud on the top of the mountain, with five colors intertwined and runes flowing.

It seems that a world is slowly unfolding.

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