Chapter 415: Common problems of immortals Guangchengzi’s thoughts

There is an unknown mountain with thick fog and it is difficult to see the sight. In the clouds and mists, there is a sound of pine wind and cranes crying, and the spirit bird faintly worships the top of the mountain. But when the auspicious light appears, it turns out that someone is casting a spell on the top of the mountain.

"Oh!" A long sigh cut through the sea of ​​clouds and scared away a bunch of spiritual birds. However, at the top of the mountain, a middle-aged Taoist sitting cross-legged on the slanting pine on the edge of the cliff appeared. Who wasn't Guangchengzi?

Guang Chengzi waved his sleeves and swept the sea of ​​clouds into the sky, as if the sky had cleared. The foggy world seemed to suppress his mood. Although the quasi-saint did not like to express his feelings and linger in the scenery, his mood was really not good.

“Where should I go?”

Guangchengzi couldn't help but say to himself that the two Lich clans went back on their own and ignored the agreement to capture the earth. He had foreseeed it and was ready to come back with him. However, at that time he was really lucky and wanted to try whether the fundamental land of this human race was so easy to occupy. Now it seems that the earth is not soft tofu.

Guangchengzi shook the whisk in his hand, clicked the slant in front of him, and smiled and said, "Zhen Yuanzi, you old guy has always been unaware of favor and disgrace. This time he actually walked around. I think there is another expert behind him to give me some advice."

At that time, the two lichs were fighting against the earth, and Guangchengzi was already invisible. The human race's martial arts were quite unique. Although he did not fully recognize them, he recognized the two people: Huang Yu Gui and Iwago.

"I didn't expect that after this earth became the fundamental land of the human race, the human race guardian actually left the earth's fairy world. Looking at the human race cultivators, their martial arts are unique, but many of them have never seen me before!"

Guangchengzi just calculated on the top of this mountain for a long time, but he just realized some of the situation and learned some of the current situation and the distribution of forces in all walks of life.

"What's going on on Earth? Why do I always feel that something is wrong!"

Guangchengzi couldn't think about it, but he raised his legs and walked down the mountain.

Suddenly, when I walked to a grassy place, a shadow ran past instantly. Although it was extremely fast, I could not escape Guangchengzi's magic eyes.

"Fox? It turns out to be Qingqiu Mountain!"

When Guangchengzi saw that thing, he was shocked. He felt like a flash of lightning flashed in his mind. He had just figured out everything that he had not figured out. When he saw this fox, he didn't know what he thought about, but he suddenly thought of the uncle of Qingqiu Mountain, the uncle Qinglian who had not planned much in the past, but finally saved his life.

"Good luck! Lucky! Alas, it almost made a big mistake!" Guangchengzi saw the fox and understood many things, but shook his head and sighed: "I should have thought of this long ago. The other saints were all seriously injured. Although Master Qinglian was seriously injured, he would not die. The earth was both the guardian of the human race and various strange magical powers. If you contact other events so carefully, it was not who this uncle was! That day, I was only blamed for greed for the long luck of the human race's fundamental land, which almost made a big mistake. Fortunately, I did not take action that day and did not cause major casualties. Otherwise, I would have a big disaster in an instant, and the person who came would also turn from Zhen Yuanzi to his uncle."

Thinking of this, Guangchengzi seemed to have figured out a lot of things. As a quasi-saint, he actually felt a little chill on his back. If outsiders saw his depressedness, they might laugh at him for being arrogant and calling him quasi-saint, but who knows how shocked Zhou Cheng gave him back then?

"Okay! Since my Guangchengzi has a shallow fortune and cannot bear the aura of a saint of a great sect, and cannot enjoy the grace and fortune of a sage of a great sect, then I will follow my uncle this time!"

Guangchengzi finally figured it out and decided to rely on Zhou Cheng to leave, but he would not go directly to join him. As he said, the embarrassing nature of the quasi-saint status made him feel insecure. He could not bear the aura of a saint or the kindness of a saint. The only way was to find forces related to Zhou Cheng to rely on it.

"Western Buddhism, don't look at you for a while, I, Guangchengzi, is not the unscrupulous Jade Emperor. Just go and slowly make a fuss with the tiger. I want to join my future! Humph, the opportunity to become a saint, the road to the great road, I think so beautifully. If anyone could get it, Zhen Yuanzi would have been a saint for thousands of years, and he would not have been running around now."

If outsiders heard this, they would definitely be extremely surprised. Guang Chengzi didn't want the opportunity to become a saint at all. I don't know whether he was wandering in the depths of the prehistoric starry sky that sensed many secrets of heaven, or whether he had an enlightenment after being almost on the list and being killed, but he didn't want to steal the illusory thing now. He just wanted to live a good life and someone was protecting him.

Guang Chengzi really has the ability of a quasi-saint, and after he refined that treasure, his Taoist practice increased significantly. Although he still could not fight against a few old quasi-saints, he was much stronger than the Antarctic Immortal Weng and Lu Ya. He also guessed and calculated that, as in the lower part of the world, there were only four places related to Zhou Cheng, one of the Earth Immortal Realm, one of the Demon Realm, and one of the East Sea Dragon Palace. The rest was Zhou Cheng who had taken care of countless years.

However, Guangchengzi chose this last place and did not delay at the moment, but went straight to the Qinglong Pass.

At Qinglong Pass, the new Marshal of Zhenguo, the atmosphere has been a bit depressing recently.

"Dad, what's wrong with you recently?" Zhou Hua asked with some concern as he looked at his father who was reviewing military information.

King Pan stopped what was in his hand, raised his head and said, "I have been in a state of uneasy lately, and it seems that something is going to happen. I am tired of my father. You go back first and I will take a nap!"

After saying that, Pan Wang was lying there and slept on the table.

Soon, King Pan fell into a dream. Although he had a profound skill and had cultivated magical powers outside the Taoist sect in the world and became a quasi-saint, his dream was actually the same as that of ordinary people, and it was empty and faint. King Pan's dream was not able to penetrate the external demon. After all, he did not cultivate the soul, but he also had the magical consciousness, golden Gu technique similar to the soul. Who can invade the external enemies of the inner demon?

King Pan seemed to have come to a mountain in a daze, and his vision was not as wide as usual. When he looked carefully, he saw a stone tablet at the foot of the mountain with three big words written on it: Chengzhou Mountain.

"Where is this?" King Pan couldn't help but say suspiciously.

"Pan King, Pan King, don't be fine..." A voice suddenly sounded, and Pan King hurriedly looked around. It turned out that there was a table and two chairs at the foot of the mountain. A young man in a green Taoist robe was sitting there and smiling at him. Who is this person not Zhou Cheng?

"Holy Father!" Pan said in surprise. His cultivation level was clear, so he naturally knew clearly that this was his dream, but he still stepped forward quickly, half-kneeled on the ground, and said respectfully: "The King of Pan had seen the Holy Father. When he was in the Demon Realm, Pan had no eyes, but he was abrupt in the Holy Father's kindness!"

Zhou Chengdao: "In the prehistoric times, you, King Pan, were famous for not focusing on minor details. By the way, what I admire most is not your strong strength, nor your exquisite King Pan, Golden Gu technique. In my eyes, your heroic spirit that is not limited to external things and not limited to minor details should be an example of the human race!"

King Pan said with shame: "The Holy Father praised it. But the opportunity given by the Holy Father back then was very frightened. My child, Zhou Hua, is now unable to take on the great responsibility, and I am afraid that I will be betray the Holy Father in the future."

Zhou Cheng shook his head and said, "King Pan, you are wrong. Are there any kings, princes, generals and ministers? How can one be born to be a king or a beggar in the world? He can't do things, you can teach him. If he still doesn't know, then he will naturally remember after he suffers himself. All you need to do is to manage his character!"

"I dare to ask the Holy Father. Since I achieved the realm of quasi-saints, I found that many things in the world have different paths and the good and evil in the world are not as great as before. But I don't know where to start with this teaching of my son."

Zhou Cheng smiled and said, "You are the quasi-saint, so it is normal for you to have such concerns. After all, you are not that cruel person. As a saint, I didn't love the human race back then? Why? There is no right or wrong in the world, but only different positions and angles. Although saints have desires and desires, they also pay attention to loving the world. Although there is no need to love all living beings, they can still give mercy on the world."

"Thank you for your teachings!"

"Well. Just remember it. Don't judge the superiority and inferiority of poverty or humbleness, don't judge the superiority of gold or silver, don't judge the character of power, don't judge the distractions of immortals or ordinary people, don't deceive the people with ghosts and gods! Loving the world and loving the people is the only way out for your family Zhou Hua!"

King Pan thought about it and seemed to have another thing, and asked hurriedly: "It is difficult for disciples to pay homage to the Holy Father, but there is still something I can't understand. My inner spiritual master has many things that make me upset every day. I wonder if I will suffer disaster in the future?"

Zhou Chengdao: "No one is perfect. If you stop at the right time, you will be fine. If you are aggressive, there will be someone who is forced to resist!"

"Thank you, Holy Father!"

Zhou Chengdao: "Today I enter your dream with the great method of entering the Qinglian in a dream, to wake you up. The great disaster has arrived. You still need one step to recruit soldiers and horses, expand your power, and wait for the day of struggle."

King Pan was overjoyed and said, "I dare to ask the Holy Father, what's the matter?"

Zhou Chengdao: "Then Guangchengzi wanted to join you, but he was esteemed for his identity. Although he had arrived outside your Qinglong Pass, he was just fishing in the river every day, waiting for you to come to visit him. This person has experienced disasters and is quite capable of magical skills. If you get him, your opponent will definitely suffer a lot in the future! I'll go!"

"Holy Father, Holy Father..." King Pan stood up and shouted in shock. When he opened his eyes, he saw that there was a Holy Father there. It turned out to be in the main hall.

"Come here, prepare the saddle of the dragon and horses I raise in my backyard!" King Pan knew in his heart that since Guangchengzi was coming to his door, he should lower himself.
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