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Chapter 628 Sage's Calligraphy

Facing this problem.

Chen Baoxian said in an uncertain tone: "Maybe it is in the late stage of the God Transformation. After all, if you surpass the God Transformation, you will ascend to the point of the God Transformation, and you will not be in this world."

In the late stage of the God Transformation?

Zhu Zishan pondered for a moment, and finally said: "Since it was in the late stage of the God Transformation, why did the records deliberately not describe it?"

"Hehe..." Chen Baoxian laughed dryly. In fact, he also had questions about this. However, the ancient legends were only passed down, so how could he know the reason?

"The golden light of the two fellow Taoists appeared on the top of the mountain, majestic and majestic, but the real beauty of my Tianjian Mountain is not here." Chen Baoxian changed the subject and flew down the mountain with the two.

The top of the mountain is above the sea of ​​clouds, and it flies to the place where it meets the sea of ​​clouds at the foot of the mountain. It is really cloudy and mist, and the fairy spirit is high.

Three rays of escape light entered a valley, and the external gale was naturally blocked by the terrain and formations. The spiritual energy in the valley was imposing.

"Two fellow Taoists, there is a poem about the immortal in the pot in the courtyard." Chen Baoxian took Zhu Zishan and Xue Mengyao into a water pavilion.

There is a stone tablet at the entrance of Zhuting, and a poem is written on it.

The world is separated by a world, and I can’t bear the miserable smoke in the chaotic world.

I feel the whistle and the clouds surround the fairy mountain.

In a fairyland surrounded by clouds and mist, the poems on the stone tablets really have some responses.

"My father particularly admires this poem. This poem not only describes the scenery, but also expresses the compassion of the immortals in the pot to the people of the dawn and the people of the world." Xue Mengyao suddenly said.

"It seems that the girl has read this poem too?" Chen Baoxian asked with a smile.

Xue Mengyao nodded and said, "My father often says that long-lasting life and freedom are the pursuit of us who practice Taoism, but not all pursuits!"

"Is there anything else we can do to pursue immortality?" Zhu Zishan also asked with interest.

"Of course there is!"

"Eternal life and freedom are just to cultivate one's own way. If a cultivator practices one's own way, he will only become more selfish as he practices!"

"The true way of saints should cultivate the way of the human world, the way of the people, and the way of heaven and earth." Que Mengyao said strongly.

"Miss Xue said it well! At best, practicing one's own way is just a master, and the human saints practice the way of the human world, the way of the people, and the way of heaven and earth." Chen Baoxian clapped and praised.

Zhu Zishan watched coldly.

It seems that no world lacks keyboard warriors.

"Even if you want to uphold justice in the world, you must have the ability first." Zhu Zishan couldn't help but interrupt.

"Oh... this fellow Taoist, all the people in the world, can every man be so indifferent?" said Chen Baoxian.

"That's right! Brother Shen, even if we pursue immortality and freedom, we will never forget the people of the world."

Zhu Zishan stopped talking.

He can understand this feeling very well. In his previous life, Zhu Zishan also lived in a missed room and had a heart of the world. Although his monthly income was less than 1,000, he still wrote the way of governing the country directly on the Internet with a sincere heart.

He saw this life that even if the creatures were suffering from the earth, it would have to do with him. It would be his own life and freedom.

Xue Mengyao and Shen Baoxian were like-minded. The more they talked, the more they became, the more passionate they became, completely putting Zhu Zishan aside.

"The Taoist saints are not the only one who can write this poem, right?" Zhu Zishan asked with his ears scratching.

"Of course there is also! There is the original work of another Taoist saint here." Chen Baoxian took Zhu Zishan and Xue Mengyao to another stone wall.

There are only eight characters above the stone wall.

The loud sound is silent, the elephant is invisible.

The handwriting is simple and cannot be said to be vigorous and powerful, but there is an unspeakable roundness in it.

"The Taoist sage believes that things will turn against each other. The ultimate principle between heaven and earth is the greatest sound in the world. The biggest sound in the world is the absence of sound, and the biggest object in the world is the absence of shape." Chen Baoxian explained.

"No! If you understand it wrong, it should be that it is too loud, but it cannot be heard, and an object that is too large can not be seen." Zhu Zishan corrected with a serious look on his face.

"Absurd! Then, if you say too strong, you will be weak? If you are too fast, you will be slow?" Chen Baoxian said dissatisfied.

"It's not really weak, it's just seemingly weak; it's not really slow, it's just seemingly slow." Zhu Zishan's eyes shone with the light of wisdom.

"Brother Zhu, I don't agree! Then the faster the flying sword, the slower it seems, the slower it seems?" Xue Mengyao interrupted.

Zhu Zishan pondered for a moment, then nodded solemnly and said, "It's true! The most fast sword in this world may be the immovable sword."

"Hahaha... As far as I know, the debate topic for this sword debate was issued by the god-transforming monk Lijian Zhenjun. The topic of the debate topic was 'What is the fastest sword'. It turns out that fellow Taoist Zhu has already thought about the answer. With such a great talent as Taoism, it may be able to convince the heroes and take the lead. It is really gratifying." Although Chen Baoxian said congratulations, his face was full of ridicule.

The fastest sword is the immovable sword.

Wouldn't that mean that a mortal can lift a sword and fire the fastest sword?

"Hahahaha..." Chen Baoxian burst into laughter.

Zhu Zishan looked at this person like an idiot, but he did not explain. After all, it would be no benefit to him to teach them to be smart.

"What other calligraphy treasures do the saints have? Take me to continue to take a look." Zhu Zishan urged.

"There is a free trip left by the saint here." Chen Baoxian took Zhu Zishan and Xue Mengyao to another stone wall.

"Well... this sentence is good, how can the sparrow know the ambition of a swan?" Zhu Zishan said, pointing to one of the poems.

Chen Baoxian, who had just mocked Zhu Zishan, suddenly turned his face.

This is a slander!

Say he is a sparrow, and he is a swan.

"Hey... Fellow Daoist Zhu, I think this sentence is even better. The frog in the well is small." Chen Baoxian cursed quietly.

"Indeed, indeed." Zhu Zishan nodded in agreement with a smile.

Chen Baoxian's face froze, and his scolding was too implicit, which had no effect on the shameless ones at all.

"Shouldn't the essence of these two Xiaoyaoyou be in this last sentence?"

"The most powerful man has no self, the gods have no merits, and the saints have no name." Xue Mengyao pointed to the last paragraph and said.

"The saint is nameless...the human saints are indeed not famous."

"Hmph! You understand that the saint's proverbs are all literal." Chen Baoxian said with his beard blowing.

"Isn't this literal?" Zhu Zishan raised his eyebrows and asked a question.

"The name here means possession, and it means the name in a non-name manner. The nameless saint means that the saint will not possess anything. These four words fully reflect the saint's selflessness, but it becomes unfair to you." Chen Baoxian shook his head again and said with a smile.

Zhu Zishan narrowed his eyes slightly, but he was still too lazy to explain.

"Brother Shen... You are right, but Brother Zhu's explanation is not without reason. After all, the Taoist sage does not have a personal name." Xue Mengyao said.

"This..." Chen Baoxian frowned, and he didn't know how to refute it.

"The Taoist sage believes that things will turn out to the extreme. When everything reaches its limit, it will go to the opposite side. Therefore, the nine five directions in the numbers are the supreme. Numbers larger than nine five are not as good as the supreme..."

"I didn't expect Miss Xue to understand Yishu." Chen Baoxian looked admiring.

"How can we cultivators not understand the formation? You also need to know more about the number of Yizi."

"Do you have the saints of Luoshu here?"

"There are naturally Luoshu ink treasures, but they are not written by the saint's pen, but by the immortal in the pot."

"really!?"
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