"I see."

The ancestor Xuanyin stood in the sea breeze, gently touched his sparse hair, and sighed: "It's really unfair."

Cao Yuan was originally the strongest man in Chaotian Continent. He cultivated into a golden body, obtained the fairy energy in Jingyang's body, and learned the Soul Fire Control... How can I fight?

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot."

Cao Yuan said to him: "As long as you want, you can cultivate into a golden body at any time."

This is what persuades surrender.

"That's too hard, and I always think this is unreasonable."

Xuanyin Ancestor said: "If you can become a Buddha in this way, wouldn't you have to pick up the butcher's knife first?"

Cao Yuan thought for a while and said, "It seems that this is really unreasonable, I'll take it back."

The ancestor Xuanyin laughed and said, "I have never seen an honest person as interesting as you."

Cao Yuan said: "I just think you are right. This battle is indeed a bit unfair."

Xuanyin Ancestor curled his smile and said, "Things of the world are unfair. The righteous sects have excellent spiritual veins, but we only have to refute impure spiritual veins. We have to go other ways and become the evil sect in your eyes. Then he said that Guocheng Temple asked the medical monks to use the Zen technique they have worked hard to cure those mortals. How is that fair?"

Cao Yuan was puzzled and asked: "Save death and help the wounded, and the strong help the weak. Isn't this a remedy for unfairness?"

The ancestor Xuanyin said seriously: "If you can't survive birth, old age, sickness and death, you are called mortals. What do you have to ask the monks in the temple to cure them? Others admire you, but I don't. Have you ever asked whether the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is willing to ascend with the practitioners, or consumed on those rotten sores and bones to support those mortals to survive? Have you ever asked if the monks in the temple are really willing to do this? Even if there is only one person and only one moment does not want to do this, then you will be unfair to him."

Cao Yuan said unexpectedly: "So you really believe in the statement of Taiping Zhenren."

The ancestor Xuanyin spat on the ground, and a small hole appeared on the cliff: "If I don't believe in real people, what should I do with him for so many years?"

Cao Yuan sighed and said, "The entire world of cultivation is waiting to see when you will give him a fatal blow, but I didn't expect that I had misjudged you."

After Kou Qingtong died in Chaoge City, looking at the evil ways in the world, there was only an amazing thing like Xuanyin Ancestor. No one believed that such a big man would be truly willing to be a dog for Taiping Zhenren. They all thought that he was confined to the threat of the Qingshan Sword Formation and had to wait in front of the horse and behind the horse.

"I have been arrogant, glorious and miserable in my life. It is said that the boy over there is the best guy in the world who is good at digging holes. In fact, how can he be as good as me?"

The ancestor Xuanyin narrowed his eyes and looked at the scenery on the sea. His eyes passed through his sparse hair and saw a ship in the distance.

I thought the ship would go far away, but I didn’t know where the destination was.

Countless pictures over the past hundreds of years flashed through the sparse hair, gradually joining with the ship on the sea, and passing away in the distance.

Those pictures are either cruel and evil, or arrogant and arrogant, but the most common ones are darkness.

It was the underground without seeing the sun, and even the magma could not be seen. He could only find the direction with his spiritual sense, digging soil and rocks through his own hands, avoiding the search of the Qingshan Sword Formation, and then getting deeper and deeper underground. Many times, even he himself almost lost his direction, and the feeling was that day he never stood out.

That day, he heard the sound of the flute outside the cliff and knew the other party's identity. Not only did he not hate him, but he had the urge to cry bitterly.

As long as he can leave the ground and see the light of day again, he can do whatever he wants.

Of course no one wants to be a dog, let alone a master-level figure like him who once commanded all evil heroes.

He followed Taiping Zhenren, always thinking about finding the opportunity to give the other party a fatal blow. Like the hoofs in the temple, the fat monk who was as fat as the hoofs... but they all failed. Do you still have to try? Just as the world guessed, staring at Taiping Zhenren's back, with green light in his eyes and saliva flowing from the corners of his lips. He was ready to rush up and bite his ankle hard and drag it into the endless abyss...

The dog wandered in the world with Taiping Zhenren, and later another chicken was added to continue wandering.

Wandering, wandering.

The old dog is really old.

...

...

The ancestor Xuanyin did not tell Cao Yuan about his mental journey over the years. It was unnecessary, and it was really ridiculous. He took out the wine pot and porcelain cup from his sleeve, poured a glass of dark green wine into it, handed it to his lips and drank it at a very slow speed, and then let out an extremely satisfied sigh, saying with a bit of intoxication: "I haven't been to the upper realm. I don't know if what the real person said is true, but I think what he said is very interesting. This is also interesting for more than a hundred years, and this wine is really delicious. Will the human race face a catastrophe? Do you think I care? Is it okay for me to eat people? I just think this matter is so big that I can forget those fears."

Cao Yuan looked at him and asked, "What kind of fear?"

The ancestor Xuanyin threw the wine pot and wine glass to the other side of the cliff and said, "The purpose of practice is to transcend life and death, while the purpose of mortals' religion is to escape from life and death."

The purpose or meaning of all actions can only fall into the word "life or death".

Cao Yuan understood what he meant and said, "Everything is like..."

"It's a big dream like you are thunder and lightning bubbles!" Xuanyin Ancestor didn't let him finish his words, shouting sternly: "Don't tell me anything I'm empty, what the practitioners of the Tao are feeling. I have listened to the sutra in Guocheng Temple for decades. I understand no less than you. I only know that no matter how the Buddha sees or how others see them, I am me, and I exist, and I am sure I can't ascend. Seeing that the night is ahead, I will of course be afraid!"

Cao Yuan was silent for a long time and said, "So you need to do this."

"Yes, what about destroying the world... Do you think it's a joke?" Xuanyin Ancestor let out an extremely hoarse and unpleasant laugh.

"Why would the scholars in Maozhai be willing to sacrifice their lives for their country? Why would those righteous monks be willing to sacrifice for their sects? Because they have faith in their hearts that can support them to overcome the great fear of life and death..." Xuanyin ancestor's voice became lower and lower: "I know this is stupid, it makes no sense, but it really works...it works."

Cao Yuan looked at him and asked seriously: "So do you still have fear now?"

“Some more.”

Xuanyin Ancestor's breathing became a little rapid. He stared at him and said, "Fortunately, you are the strongest person in Chaotian Continent. Fighting with you will make me excited and make me forget those things."

Cao Yuan said: "Okay."

The ancestor Xuanyin said, "Come on, raise the knife in your hand and help me overcome this fear."

After saying this, his body no longer hunched over and became extremely tall.

A sword light illuminates the East China Sea.

A soft sound was heard.

Like a human finger brushing the hard rocks underground in the cold mountain.

It's like the clothes are torn apart.

Like a sigh.

Extremely compassionate.

...

...

"Isn't it just that the jar is broken? How could there be so much sound?"

Xuanyin Ancestor covered his ears with both hands and said, looking like a playful and timid child, who lit firecrackers, but was shocked by the thunder in the sky.

Some black smoke overflowed from his fingers, and some bright red colors were hidden in the deepest part.

The black fog fell on the ground and began to burn, and some extremely low blasting sounds were heard in the meantime, which should be caused by the high-speed expansion of some extremely low-temperature ice cores.

Cao Yuan looked at him with some emotion, not knowing what to say.

Xuanyin Ancestor covered his ears and said, "You are so strong that you are beaten like a grandson by the Queen of Snow Country every time. How powerful is that guy?"

Cao Yuan felt a little reluctant and said, "You are going to die, why are you still caring about these things? Be careful and press your hands tightly."
Chapter completed!