Chen Lian released his spiritual consciousness and swept through the inside and outside. It was indeed empty. Perhaps time had passed too long, and even the Taoist intention left by the ancestor Qingshui in the past was not seen at all.

He walked out of the house and saw that the wooden house was as thick as bluestone and had no texture. If he hadn't felt the wood and Yi energy in it, he would have thought it was a stone house.

But no matter how good the texture of this wooden house is, he would not be able to dismantle it and use it to refine weapons or something.

Chen Lian slowly surrounded him with a circle of breeze. His whole body slowly soared into the air, getting higher and higher, a hundred feet above the ground, and then he felt a powerful force of restraint, which blocked his movements.

This forbidden power is not extremely hard, like a sponge, no matter how hard he exerts it, he will absorb it.

Chen Lian stopped in the air, and had a long sword in his hand, drawing a mysterious trajectory containing the truth, and the tip of the sword trembled.

Qingxuan’s ultimate sword technique, “One Sword Broken Void”, practiced this sword to the extreme, is enough to attain the way of the celestial immortals, escape from the vast thousand and leave. Even if it is far from this state, it can still shake the void and cracks in the outside world.

However, even if the space in the Great Thousand World is broken, it will not reveal a gap that can escape from this world. Because the real world outside actually has countless spaces, layer by layer, and sometimes powerful forces can break the void, but in fact it is just a layer of countless spaces. It has no effect on the Great Thousand World itself.

These understandings are gradually felt by Shenqing. As the realm becomes higher, the same thing will still change greatly from the past. Because one thing, from different angles, will give rise to many different understandings, and can truly look at everything in full without any omission. Perhaps only the Taoist master can do it, and even no existence can do it.

Chen Lian's sword shattered the void, and the space in which he dealt with the vast world could only break a layer of skin, but he believed that this independent space should be affected by his supreme swordsmanship.

The sword tip of the long sword touched Gao Tian. The trembling power was like a stone, thrown into the calm sea water, causing ripples, and finally a huge countershock force was generated, which was fed back to Chen Lian, causing him to fall directly from the void and smash it into the soil, because he unloaded all the strength to the ground, and finally the soil under his feet was pierced by him, Chen Lian continued to sink into it.

When he thought about it, he knew that the sky was unattainable, so he wanted to know what was deep underground. At first, he smashed a deep pit, and later he began to use the power of the earth to escape into the earth.

Suddenly he sensed great danger and felt shocked in his heart. It turned out that there was fire, water and wind that was raging not far away. When he went inside, the flesh and body could not be kept at least.

Ten days later, Chen Lian tried countless methods and tried to find a way to leave this space, but in the end he failed.

He seemed to be locked in a box, and could not feel the stars shifting, and time flowed like water.

Just calculate the time silently based on one's own qi and blood.

Now he is not going to do anything, and he is beginning to calm down and calm his mind.

He began to enjoy the fragrance of plums secretly, cleansing his heart and lungs, and silently observing the blooming and falling of flowers. Finally, the petals rot in the soil and turn into nutrients. He heard the sound of the roots absorbing moisture in the soil and saw the buds of the plum tree gradually growing.

Every flower falls is the beginning of rebirth.

He remembered a poem, "Falling reds are not merciless things, they turn into spring mud to protect flowers."

Life and death are part of the cycle of reincarnation in heaven and earth, and both sides are inseparable. Just like the life of a plant, it blooms and bears fruit. The seeds fall in the soil and are nourished by the nutrients of falling flowers, and then take root and sprout, gradually grow until they bloom and bear fruit.

For heaven and earth, living beings have no life or death, but have changed into one form after another.

But for Chen Lian, there is still a difference.

Seeking for immortality is not just for a long life. Because the plum tree falls and blooms again, it is no longer the same flower.

He wants to keep the "I" at this time, rather than waiting for the "he" in the next life to become "I" again.

After experiencing these things in a quiet and meditation, he didn't know that he was sitting cross-legged under the plum tree, and that poem was behind him:

The Double Ninth Lung Son is called the king and the evil spirit is crazy.

The sun and the moon come for a long time, and then go for the west and east.

Accompanying clouds and water, the neighbors are empty and empty.

The true nature of a spirit is there, and it is not the same as everyone else's hearts.

The handwriting of this poem is very plain, and it is not the flow of the Dharma meaning that invades the creation.

As time goes by, it will eventually disappear.

Chen Lian didn't care about this, and even forgot the poem behind him, sitting quietly cross-legged on the trunk of the plum tree.

Just like when the Buddha was under the Bodhi tree, he was ignorant and unconscious, and his wisdom suddenly arises.

He can't compare with the Buddha, but the Buddha is not him, he just practices.

The powerful soul power spreads throughout the body and flows naturally in the flesh and blood, surging like a rushing river.

Gradually, the power of the soul began to flow out of the body, and shadows appeared around the body.

Different clothing and even body shapes are different.

He didn't open his eyes, but saw everything clearly.

These shadows flashed in a flash, each of which was his past, and there were even some shadows representing the thoughts in the dreams he had had or even at a certain moment.

These are him, not him.

Chen Lian naturally had a kind of enlightenment in his heart. These are falsehoods. At his calmest moment, all of this flashed out. He actually touched the gate of immortality in this situation.

As long as you break through all illusions, you will naturally see your true nature.

He wants to remove all the fakes and leave his true nature.

These shadows seemed to sense that Shenlian was about to destroy them, and they were like tides, trapping Shenlian. He seemed to be in the sea of ​​suffering in the world, about to be forever.

Chen Lian's spirit condensed, used the God-Destroying Sword, and stabbed these shadows one by one, each time it consumed a lot of mind and also eliminated a shadow.

He felt his soul becoming more and more exquisite, as if he wanted to wipe away all the dirt from the spiritual platform, and finally make his nature spotless.

When he was about to kill all the shadows, he suddenly saw that the last shadow was the innate god he had always visualized, the handsome and masculine young god.

The sword light broke, my heart felt bored, and finally a thought suddenly popped up. These are all falsehoods, so what am I?

This thought suddenly arises, and all the wonderful state of mind before that was broken, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out, and the whole person woke up.

All the shadows disappeared, and Chen Lian felt fear in his heart, because he had not found his true nature at all, and he actually dared to break the illusion, because how could he know that the illusion of the illusion was not his own nature.

Zhuang Zhou was confused about his dreams, how could he know whether the butterfly was me, Zhuang Zhou was me, or neither?

For a moment, he was full of illusions and almost went on the evil path. In the end, the sword would probably have been destroyed.

If this god had not appeared, Chen Lian thought that his mind would have been severely damaged, and it would have been unknown if he was in a coma for many years or decades.

I just missed this state of mind, and the next time I was full of vain, I don’t know when it will be.

He smiled bitterly. Even if others suddenly realized, they would have gained something. However, his biggest gain this time was to escape from death.

At the same time, he discovered a terrible fact, that is, the visual god is definitely not without independent consciousness, and can appear at critical moments and allow him to escape.

At the same time, the old Taoist priest who took Ruo Xi to the sea said 'e', ​​and then said to Ruo Xi: "Your uncle is interesting, he can actually wake up at the most critical moment."

He left a wisp of spiritual consciousness there, and could see Chen Lian clearly every move, but he could not see the innate god, but felt that Chen Lian had a high level of understanding.

Originally, he had to wait until Chen Lian suffered such a great loss, and then this wisp of spiritual consciousness would awaken Chen Lian again.

Unexpectedly, Chen Lian was beyond his expectations. He could still wake up when the illusions arose, which really made him look up to him.

Ruoxi said: "Grandpa, what's wrong with my uncle?"

The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "It's not a bad thing anyway."

Ruoxi was respectful and afraid of this old man in her heart. She wanted him to tell him what his uncle was doing. She also knew that he was much better than his uncle, and she couldn't force him if she didn't want to say it. So she said, "Where are we going now?"

The old Taoist whispered: "I haven't come out for many years and I'll walk around. By the way, do you want to learn from the white flame I used to cast before? I'll teach you."

Ruoxi raised her head and said, "That flame is so powerful. Have I learned it?"

The old Taoist priest laughed and said, "It's difficult for others to learn, but it's easy for you to learn."

Ruoxi said: "Then I will learn."

The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "You just agree?"

Ruoxi thought to herself: When I learn it, I shouldn’t have to worry about me anymore, and I can also help my uncle.

How could she hide her thoughts from the old Taoist priest? But he didn't say them out loud.

The two of them were leisurely and leisurely. The old Taoist priest really planned to teach Ruoxi Samadhi True Fire and teach her a set of mantras.

The old Taoist priest's magical powers were far beyond Ruoxi's imagination. It was flying with Chen Lian very fast before, but compared with the old Taoist priest, it was like crawling and walking.

Based on the direction of the stars, she also calculated that it was at least tens of thousands of miles away from Qingxuan.

I don’t know where the old Taoist priest and her went. There was a confused fog in front of me, and I couldn’t tell the difference between the east, west, south and north.

She didn't know that this was a sea of ​​confusion, a very dangerous place. There was even a real person who had been lost here and took more than a hundred years to get out.

At the same time, the sea of ​​confusion also blocked Tianhua and Yuanzhou, making it difficult for ordinary monks to come and go.

The old Taoist priest had a true fire of Samadhi again, and the fog dared not approach him. Ruoxi could see very far away, but no matter how far away it was, it was still nothing.

In this confused sea, the old Taoist priest was not very fast.

At some point, the fog rolled in front of him, Ruo Xi heard a roar faintly, and saw a majestic figure slowly appearing, and a giant beast was stepping on it below.

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Chapter completed!