Dreams lead to ancient times? I am really not an ancient Taoist ancestor

The center of the West Extreme Celestial Palace is within the Gouchen Emperor's Palace.

More than a hundred years have passed, but the stalwart figure is still riddled with scars. For such a person and such a being, a hundred years are just a matter of opening and closing his eyes.

At this moment, this stalwart figure with scars and eyes closed to rest suddenly opened his eyes, and the dim light gradually grew in them, and the divine brilliance washed away and floated across the world.

He stood up suddenly, bowed and said:

"Master Lu Yadao, what are you doing here?"

The tall and vigorous Taoist man lowered his eyelids slightly and said calmly:

"Come with the message for Maitreya."

"Is it Maitreya, the future Buddha, or Maitreya, the current Buddha's mother?"

"Maitreya Buddha has passed away, and naturally only Maitreya Buddha Mother remains."

A look of concentration appeared on the face of the stalwart figure, and he made another salute:

"But receive the decree of Maitreya Buddha Mother."

The energetic Taoist known as Lu Ya nodded slightly, and a treasure gourd appeared in his palm. The mouth of the gourd sprayed thin fairy light, covering the room.

Then, Lu Ya said calmly:

"The decree of Maitreya Buddha Mother is now being passed down to you, and I want you to explain it in order to harm Lu Xuan's Daoist mind."

The expression of the stalwart figure suddenly changed, and he shook his head in refusal:

"During these years, the Tushita Palace has been overwhelming!"

"No problem."

Daojun Lu Ya spoke slowly:

"A bad Taoist heart is not a bad life. The one in Tusita Palace did not allow the immortals and the Buddhas to bully the small ones. But if we talk about his Tao, his bad Taoist heart means that Lu Xuan has not practiced enough. No one can blame him, Dou The one who leads the palace will not punish you."

"What if?" the stalwart figure asked in a deep voice: "In that battle, I was already on the verge of death. I finally recovered a little, but I was hit hard again by the guy from Tushita Palace. I'm afraid I'm really going to die!"

"You can rest assured." Mr. Lu Yadao raised his head, the treasure gourd in his hand rising and falling, and he said:

"If that person from Tushita Palace is really shameless and attacks you even though he talks about Taoism, Maitreya Buddha Mother will protect you from this calamity."

"Can it be blocked?" Gou Chen asked hesitantly: "The gap between the ancients and the Taoists is probably not small, right?"

"Do you think that after the great change that cut off the years, the Three Purities are really intact again? The one in Yuxu Palace is blind, the one in Biyou Palace is lame, and the one in Tushita Palace"

Lord Lu Yadao laughed silently and said:

"Although the one in Tushita Palace is better than the other two, he is no longer in a perfect state. He symbolizes survival, and [this world] is so weak that he cannot even bear immortality!"

Gou Chen was still hesitating.

Seeing this, Mr. Lu Yadao added another sentence:

"No matter whether you succeed or not, as long as you do it, Maitreya Buddha Mother promises to help you fight for the remaining path and fruition."

Gou Chen's eyes moved slightly, and then a sneer appeared on his face:

"That's what you told me at the beginning, but you and the four emperors have said this nonsense again!"

Daojun Lu Ya coughed lightly and looked away:

"But at least the result is good. Look, isn't the Emperor of Heaven dead? His status has fallen, from a Taoist who occupies a complete Dao Fruit to an ancient one who occupies half of a Dao Fruit, leaving half of the Dao empty. Where is the big position?"

Gou Chen's face darkened, he was silent for a moment, and then said:

"I can try to break Lu Xuan's Taoist heart. I don't know if I can succeed, but I have one more request."

"Please tell me." Lu Ya said with a smile.

Gou Chen took a slight breath and said:

"I want to know, at this moment, how many positions of Tao and Fruit are left?"

"have no idea."

Lu Ya shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile:

"I can only tell you that the Three Pure Ones, Two Buddhas and the one in charge of reincarnation each occupy a complete path. The dead Emperor of Heaven occupies half, the Buddha Maitreya half, and the Lingshan one. Theoretically, there should be half left. In the next year and a half, three more ancient ones will be born.”

Gou Chen narrowed his eyes dangerously, remained silent for a long time, and nodded:

"Okay, I will destroy Xuanqing's Taoist heart for you."

………………

Near Hangu Pass, an old farmer walks slowly with his cows.

Lu Jianxue clasped her hands behind her back and hummed a song she had made up, her little head shaking again and again.

But as the old farmer said, a hundred years have passed, and she has not been involved in the world of mortals, but she is still the same as she was at the beginning. Her heart is clear and clear, unstained by dust, and her temper is still like that of a little child. But if you look closely, Go, but it's different.

For example, the melody hummed by Xiaojian Xue will set off the sound of resonance from heaven and earth. Wherever the music comes, Tao and reason will be intertwined, and wonderful magic will sink and float in it.

This was also the reason why Lu Xuan did not dare to let Xiao Jianxue walk around the world by herself.

Lu Jianxue has listened to the Tao Te Ching for more than a hundred years. During these more than a hundred years, she has been very close to the old farmer, and the old farmer would make a few remarks from time to time.

As time goes by, although there is no cultivation and the mind is still a child, the principles densely packed between the skin are so heavy that they can crush an immortal to death!

At this time, on the back of the green ox, Lu Xuan lowered his head and was communicating with the old farmer.

"Old Li, how many Taoist fruits are there in this world?"

The old farmer smiled, his face was covered with wrinkles and ridges, but his words were still honest and honest:

"The Nine Directions Daoguo Great Seat can seat up to eighteen living beings. But now, eight of the nine seats have been taken away."

Lu Xuan thought thoughtfully, and he eliminated eight out of nine. In other words, there is still one Daoguo position left. Can a Daoist or two ancients sit on it?

I just don’t know who these Daoguos are and who they are.

What the two said was a secret, but Zhao Zheng and Lu Jianxue who were following them did not react at all, as if they had not heard anything. In their eyes, the old farmer was just an old farmer.

Ordinary, unremarkable, even if there is something out of line in words and deeds, they will naturally ignore it.

Lu Xuan's eyes became slightly deeper, and he asked Zhao Zheng sideways:

"Zheng'er, more than a hundred years ago, I asked you what you would do if you were to unify the world. The first time you said you didn't know, and the second time you said you would kill immortals and Buddhas. Now I ask you again, Do you have any new ideas?"

Zhao Zheng raised his head, his eyes shining with the light of profound truth, but he still shook his head and said softly:

"Returning to my adopted father-in-law's words, after a hundred years and a hundred years of walking, I vaguely have new ideas, but they are very unclear and unclear."

"Yes." The old Taoist on the cow's back nodded slightly and said, "Then think about it again, and continue to think about it. After leaving Hangu Pass and going to the Heavenly Palace, I may leave. Please give me an answer as much as possible before then. "

Zhao Zheng's expression changed slightly. Is his adoptive father leaving?

On the side, Lu Jianxue asked curiously:

"Grandpa Lu, where are you going? Can I go?"

"You can't go." Lu Xuan smiled gently: "I'm going to a very far away place. In fact, the one I worry about the most is you. You have a simple temperament, but you are favored by the great road. Your words and deeds are comparable to those of great virtues. The power.”

The old farmer holding the cow suddenly said:

"The kid can follow me."

Lu Xuan was stunned for a moment, then sighed sincerely:

"That's good, that's the best."

Lu Jianxue made a face:

"Old Li, Old Li, should I follow you to farm? I don't want to."

Zhao Zhengyi smiled and said:

"Yes, Lao Li, if Xiao Jianxue goes to farm with you, I'm afraid she can dig out a piece of fairy soil with a hoe."

The old farmer smiled and didn't answer, while Lu Xuan's eyelids twitched slightly, looking helpless.

While they were talking, Hangu Pass was approaching.

At Hangu Pass, the soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty stood tall. In the middle of the city wall, stood a majestic general.

The general looked up at this moment, staring at the nine thousand earthly immortal level spirits, staring at the Eighty-one Armor who made rumbling thunder with his steps, a look of panic flashed across his face.

Whirling around, the general shouted:

"Open the city gate and welcome Lu Sheng!"

The soldiers at the gate shouted in unison:

"Open the city gate and welcome Lu Sheng!!"

At Hangu Pass, the city gate opened wide, and the general took the lead, sweeping up the dust and coming out with a slightly excited look on his face.

He galloped over, stood in front of the green ox, bowed and bowed:

"Hangu Pass, Yin Xi, I have met Saint Lu!"

The old farmer paused and the green cow stopped. The Taoist on the cow's back smiled and said:

"Yin Xi, it's been a long time since we last met, it must be two hundred years, right?"

When he was still serving as the guardian of the Tibetan Palace, Yin Xi stayed with him for a while, and was later transferred to Hangu Pass by Emperor Zhou.

Yin Xi's face became even more excited, she took a deep breath and said:

"If you count carefully, it has been one hundred and ninety-four years since we were separated from Lu Shengren in Luoyang City."

"well."

The Taoist nodded, opened the Tao Te Ching in his hand, turned to the last page, and said softly:

"This last chapter will be described here, and it will end here."

Yin Xi looked shocked.

Then, the Taoist preached the Taoism again, and the last chapter of the Tao Te Ching resounded through Hangu Pass. The faint fairy light spilled out, and the vision reappeared. All living creatures within a hundred thousand miles were listening to the Taoism.

Chapter 81 of the Tao Te Ching contains only a few words, but every word and every sentence is trying its best to explain the wonderful principles of the Tao Te Ching.

In one hundred and sixty-three years, Lu Xuan traveled through countless vassal states, through high mountains and seas, through dangerous situations and desperate places, and through all the vicissitudes of life in the world.

The Tao and principles described also bloom peach blossoms throughout the world!

As for this moment, as for this moment, a volume of morality has finally been applied to the world and has reached perfection!

In the sound of teaching the Dharma, the old farmer smiled and nodded. Nine thousand spirits and monsters were immersed in the Tao. They all overcame tribulations and difficulties. In the sound of the Tao, they all entered the realm of true immortals.

And the Eighty-one Armors also have great vigor, and their power is even more extraordinary. They have the power to reach the sky and the ability to penetrate the earth!

Zhao Zheng closed his eyes tightly with a smile on his face, while Lu Jianxue was immersed in the sound of Taoism, humming softly and dancing to the rhythm of heaven and earth.

As for Yin Xi, he was lying on the ground, as if he was drunk.

"The way of heaven is beneficial but not harmful;"

"The way of a saint is to work without fighting."

As the last word came to an end, ninety thousand miles of purple energy surged from above the sky, carrying the great road, carrying great fortune, and dyeing the ninety thousand miles of sky purple.

When the Nine Thousand Spirits and the Eighty-one Armor opened their eyes again, the old farmer leading the cow, the young girl accompanying him, and the Taoist on the cow's back were all gone and had left Hangu Pass.

Eighty-one A and Nine Thousand Spirits wanted to catch up, but they all heard laughter ringing in their ears:

"I'm going to the Heavenly Palace. You don't have to follow me anymore."

"Go, let's all go. You can go and be free in the world, and you can also protect one side. You can do whatever you want, just do whatever you want, but remember, don't do evil."

Eighty-one A's noses were sore at the same time. They all remembered the sight of meeting Lu Sheng for the first time two hundred years ago, and they all crawled down.

The nine thousand spirits were silent at first, and then, like the Eighty-one Armor, they also leaned on the ground and let out a loud chorus.

"I'll wait for Lu Sheng's return!"

The sound shook the sky, surprising Yin Xi who was immersed in the wonderful luck of truth. He opened his eyes, turned around quickly, and looked at the distant Qingniu.

Just as Yin Xi wanted to speak out, he heard laughter suddenly rising in his ears.

"I preached the first chapter of morality in the city of Luoyang, and the last chapter of morality in Hanguguan. I also met you in Luoyang and met you again in Hanguguan. This is fate."

"This volume of morals is given to you in the hope that you will pass it on to future generations and bless future generations."

Yin Xi suddenly froze and realized that he was holding a thick bamboo slip in his hand. He trembled slightly and turned to the west to worship the Taoist who was holding it on the green ox.

"Disciple Yin Xi, I will spread this sutra to future generations!"

"good."

Outside Hangu Pass, Taoists smiled and chanted.

When Yin Xi looked up again, the Taoist riding the bull had completely walked out of Hangu Pass, heading west, and his figure gradually blurred until he disappeared completely.

Only the ninety thousand miles of purple energy in the sky is still rolling, surging, and mighty, coming from the east and going to the west, spanning the entire human world.