Guarding the Sutra Library for a hundred years, investing in the villain of destiny - Chapter 1217

But how could such a noble being as the mighty one do anything to him? Apart from his mighty power, no one in his three incarnations could kill him. As for whether the three deities are united or not, it doesn’t matter. It is already at the top without being unified, and after being unified, it cannot fight against the mighty. This state is extremely reasonable now.

Look at each other.

The white-clothed clone left and went to the endless starry sky to explore his own way, while the green-shirted Taoist was sitting cross-legged here. While staring at the Heavenly Wolf Taoist, he was also silently digesting the people of the Yuheng Mighty Dojo. But he looked at Tianlang Taoist with pity. This arrogant and arrogant demon wolf finally kicked the iron plate.

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One year.

Two years.

Three years.

Many years later, the clone in white walking silently in the starry sky stopped there, sitting cross-legged in the vast space and fell into confusion. He walked for decades but did not know which path he wanted to take. He fell into a trap during practice. Misunderstanding, he sat there cross-legged and didn’t know when his practice began to lose its purpose.

“Where is my way!” Chu Xun whispered to himself, just sitting like this and letting time pass by minute by second, his shoulders gradually became covered with a layer of dust, and as time passed, his whole body It seems to be entrenched there as if being weathered, and drifting in the vast starry sky, unaware of the passage of time.

A few years later, a monk came to him. He was surprised when he looked at the clay sculpture of a stone man. However, he didn’t notice anything special after looking at it. He just thought it was a weathered corpse that had died. , and let him drift in the starry sky with emotion. Just like that, the famous Qingshan Taoist seemed to have been forgotten.

ten years.

century.

millennium.

After being weathered as a clay statue for thousands of years, in that fixed posture, the fingers suddenly trembled, as if the shell was cracking, and the stone dust on the body was sparsely cracked, revealing a man in a green shirt who was as gentle as jade. , but his eyes were still confused, not knowing what his original intention was and what his own way was.

Ignoring the astonished looks of others, I took a gentle step forward and arrived at an ordinary star of life. I saw a newborn child and watched him grow up little by little and enter the spiritual practice under the influence of his parents. The road, from the initial show of prominence to the subsequent family conference to win first place.

He also watched him leave his family and join the local sect’s holy land, and he grew from a genius boy to a sect’s senior brother. He witnessed his gradual maturity and increasingly perfect swordsmanship. He also watched him leave the sect and travel around, and his reputation gradually spread throughout the world. In the land of Zhouzhou, he has gained the favor of countless women and gained batches of admirers.

But he was still alone. Later, he came to the famous Cave Heaven Paradise, and all the paradises came to invite him, hoping to marry him, but he refused, wandering in the world year after year, as he grew older His cultivation level also continued to climb, and eventually he was already the number one person in the local stars.

He was already invincible when he was middle-aged, and as the years passed, he began to live in seclusion. When the end of his gray hair came, he was already a legend on this star, but he was muttering: ” The master who taught me when I was young has never been found, so what is the purpose of my life?”

Already invincible in middle age, overlooking the changes in the human world, he was still detached. But before his death, he was reminiscing. What is the meaning and purpose of practicing Taoism in this life?

At first, he didn’t want to live up to his parents’ expectations, but later he inherited the family’s glory, inherited the sect’s inheritance, and led him to glory. He adhered to the wishes of others at every step, hoping to accomplish what they had never done, but in this life Where is the purpose of practicing… He lowered his head and looked at his sword and murmured: “Is practicing swordsmanship something I really like?”

A generation of sword gods.

Sitting forever!

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Chu Xun left silently, and came to another continent, where he saw a woman searching hard just to resurrect her beloved, but he couldn’t help but think about something that even he couldn’t do. How could she do it? Even if she reaches the limit of this star, it is still weak and insignificant. How can she peer into the long river of time?

Witnessing her risking her rise at all costs, and witnessing her transformation from an immature girl into the nightmare and inner demon of countless high-level monks, and seeing her come to the seaside alone after her hard pursuit, when her deadline is approaching, Looking out with cloudy eyes, he murmured: “What is the purpose of practicing Taoism in my life?”

The initial obsession was to resurrect the loved one, but as the level of practice became higher and higher, the temptations to uphold became more and more complicated. Time is enough to erase everything and wash away everything, no matter how deep the belief that love is stronger than stone, Memories gradually fade away with time.

In the end, she couldn’t tell whether her practice was for the one she loved, or whether she was doing it for the fearful eyes of others and the awe-inspiring eyes of others?

A gust of wind comes.

Witch.

Weathered!

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third place.

Chu Xun did not interfere in their lives, nor did he try to change their trajectories, but he watched silently, watching one after another rise from the weak, either because of glory, obsession, or because of others. Of all the sentient beings who have fallen into the path of spiritual practice, few of them can escape from this star of life. But when the end comes, they still wonder, what is the meaning and true meaning of spiritual practice in this life?

They were confused, confused, puzzled, struggling, and detached… But so was he, witnessing the rise of one after another, their final return, and their initial firmness in cultivating the Tao. The heart and the final fork in the road and the forgotten original intention are peeking here, and the light of the soul is looming.

The glimpse in the haze flickered, as if awakening but always lacking, and after reading their lives one after another, his accumulation was rising, that sudden enlightenment could come at any time, but it was delayed, but in the observation, this accumulation was constantly deepening, accumulating, and thickening.

Or at a certain moment.

Blessings came to his mind.

He then realized.

ps: There is more to come.