Chapter 192, Above the Blue Clouds, Below the Nine Serenities

"It doesn't matter who the person who ascends to immortality is. "Ya*wen*yan*qing*first*post""

Above the Heaven-reaching Divine Vessel, the Saint of the Immortal Dao spoke calmly to the five people: Qingxuzi, Dongxuanzi, Fusangzi, Jiang Kuangzi, and Wangjizi. He has restored the shadow wall, and the soul is projected on the shadow wall that is blurred like a bronze mirror, with an indescribable sense of distance.

The five people in front of the shadow wall are all white clothes and white hair, and their expressions are the same indifferent. They don't have a half-human taste on them, but they are somewhat similar to those heartless and ruthless gods a hundred thousand years ago. No one responded to the Saint of the Immortal Dao, except for the roar of wind in the sky at a height of 30,000 feet.

The voice of the sage of Xiandao sounded very soft, and he had probably never spoken to these disciples so gently: "There are only five of you left in this generation, but it doesn't matter, even if there is only one person left, we all have hope. The road is too far, but we who have a road to go are much better than Shinto, who has no way to go. Even if the road is far beyond the reach of human beings, the practitioners can also transcend everything with great perseverance bound."

Sitting inside the shadow wall, he didn't look like he was meditating cross-legged as usual, but with one hand around his knee and the other on his head. The intricate robes on his body were dragged in a messy manner, his white hair was falling, and his voice was deep. His disciples can easily hear the tired and gentle meaning of Taiqing's words. Taiqing has always called himself "this seat", and the words "I" and "we" will not appear, but now in front of the shadow wall Nobody cares about that.

"Beyond everything... The saints have not done this. No one has done it since ancient times, but all practitioners believe that it can be done. The saints of the previous generation often thought... Hold on, this is It may be enough for one generation, but if it doesn’t work, try harder and pass it on to the next generation. In this way, the cultivator world has inheritance and sacrifice.”

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Taiqing's voice became lower and lower, almost to himself, and finally his voice was scattered in the wind and could no longer be heard clearly: "At least now, what you have gained, what you have lost...in the end, it does not belong to you, but belongs to you. This sky that covers all cultivators..."

He was quiet for a while, and finally waved his sleeves and let the five direct disciples leave. In a flash, he was the only one left.

"So, it doesn't matter who the person who ascends to immortality is. Under the heavens, everyone is as small as you and me..."

The wind whistled in front of the empty shadow wall, and there seemed to be a sigh from the higher sky.

"Me and you..." Yun Qing looked at the white-haired young man who had moved from heaven and earth, and smiled gently, "Is it the same?"

It was as if Xie Yao hadn't heard the question, he quietly looked at the girl who was missing limbs and lost all five senses before he said, "I also ask Huang Quan to enlighten me.

"Aren't you going to answer?" Yun Qing seemed a little disappointed, she didn't plan to let Xie Yao skip the question so easily.

Those who ascend to immortals need to accept the trials of various Taos. This trial can be a battle between supreme mighty forces or a discussion of secret murderous intentions. As for things like Dao, the discussion can only go on if both parties care about it. If her question does not affect Xie Yao at all, then even if he doesn't answer, there will be no hindrance. This is how Yun Qing and Xiandao sage discussed Taoism. If she really doesn't care about the questions raised by Xiandao sage, then even if she can't answer it, she won't impact Tao's heart. But she cares about this question, so she has to seek the correct answer.

Yun Qing raised his hands to form a formation. The range of movements on his hands was not large, but he was dexterous and quick.

Yun Qing did not form the formation with the true qi of the devil's way, but directly mobilized the clear qi escaping around him through his understanding of the Dao. The clear qi was mobilized, and gradually formed a huge and rigorous formation, and the formation was filled with vitality from the transfer of the universe, and finally formed a complete cycle. After the large prototype was completed, Yun Qing began to use the magic path infuriating to carve it more precisely and precisely, so that the effect of the entire large formation was gradually revealed.

Xie Yao didn't feel anything at first, but after seeing her mobilizing her vitality, she gradually frowned: "Why do you understand the preaching formation of Immortal Dao?"

After Yun Qing formed the formation, he put his hands into his sleeves and sat on Aman's shoulders with his eyes closed a little sullenly.

"Sit down, let's have a chat." Yun Qing said gently. She patted Amang, Amang reached out and put her on the ground, and then backed away while staring at Xie Yao.

Xie Yao lifted his robe and sat down directly with his knees crossed. He didn't pay much attention to it. This preaching formation connects the two of them with spirit, energy and spirit. This feeling is very subtle. In the past, Xie Yao could only experience it when he accepted the teachings of Taiqing. The Yun Qing he saw in his eyes was weak and sleepy. She was wrapped in a gray leather jacket over her thin white robe, like a young wolf cub. But Xie Yao looked through the spirit and energy in the formation, but could only see a dim darkness, a sinister darkness spread from behind her, and the aura of the devil had engulfed most of the formation.

"All living beings are the same, right or not?" Yun Qing's voice echoed in the array, and asked his heart like a bell.

The place where Xie Yao was located was filled with fresh air. He insisted on the little bit of clarity in the magic power, and replied calmly and indifferently: "What do all beings have to do with me?"

Sentient beings have nothing to do with the Supreme Being, so he doesn't want to ask questions or answer them.

This is really a good way to avoid problems.

Yun Qing laughed, then shook his head and sighed: "Didn't you come from all living beings? Are you not one of the living beings?"

Xie Yao didn't answer because she felt that her question was too similar to Taiqing's previous sentence "Under Heaven, everyone is the same". Taiqing's front foot just said this to them, and Yunqing's back foot asked him such a question, no matter how he thought about it, it felt strange. This inexplicable consistency made Xie Yao suddenly have the illusion that "Yun Qing was also there at the time".

"It's not anymore." Xie Yao's answer was still short and powerful, "Everyone has a heart and is obsessed with love and hatred, and I am far away from the mortal beings."

Yunqing still shook her head and sighed. She asked back: "People in this world are entangled in boundless troubles and drift away with the tide of world events, for the sake of all beings. Those who cultivate the Tao are disturbed by the long road, wandering along the great calamity of heaven and earth, and also for all beings. I I ask you, after thousands of years, you and the people of this world will become bones, what is the difference?"

Xie Yao replied unhurriedly: "Even if I die after ten thousand years, I have heard and understood more than ordinary people, which is naturally different from their hurried trance. Besides... …”

Yun Qing's tactic changed in his hand, and the formation naturally echoed his voice endlessly.

"Besides, how do you know that I will become a bone in ten thousand years?" Xie Yao closed his eyes, and the green emperor's seal on his forehead shone brightly, "Those who attain the Tao are the same age as heaven and earth, and there is no danger of life or death."

Judging from the meaning of his words, he is bound to win the word "getting the Tao".

Yun Qing smiled with great interest: "What a great wish that is the same age as heaven and earth, but it is a pity that this heaven and earth will die one day. People a hundred thousand years ago thought that gods were immortal, but they still disappeared inexplicably. Now, people think that those who attain the Tao are immortal, but who knows if they will disappear at some point?"

Xie Yao frowned and didn't answer, he felt that Yun Qing had been laying the groundwork for so long might be for this problem now.

"Look, no one can be sure if the Taoist is really immortal." Yun Qing laughed, her voice sounded very relaxed, as if talking to Xie Yao at home, "Your master asked before. Pass me, can you die after attaining the Tao, I said no. Now I ask you, can you live after attaining the Tao, how would you answer?"

This question is similar to the previous question of the Saint of the Immortal Dao. If Xie Yao answered "I can't live", then Yun Qing would have to ask "Since I can't, why do I cultivate?", and then he will find a way to torture his heart and use the preaching formation to force him to make mistakes. If Xie Yao replied "I can live", then Yun Qing would definitely let him come up with an argument, and if he only gave an answer without giving any basis for inference, she would definitely be refuted by her.

Simply, Xie Yao only thought for a moment and came to the conclusion: "I don't know."

Yun Qing's smile gradually deepened, but there was a lot of admiration in this smile.

Xie Yao didn't seem to see her expression. He explained to himself: "I don't know if I will live forever after I get the Dao. I only know that I can't live forever if I don't have the Dao, so I have to get the Dao first."

Just like all Taishang Dao cultivators, it is simple and straightforward to the point of ruthlessness.

Yun Qing finally sighed: "Dong Xuanzi, you are the best cultivator I have ever seen, no one. Trust me, no one will be stronger than you in this era."

Xie Yao replied calmly, "I know."

He stood up calmly, his expression pampered and humiliated, and his Taoist robe was still spotless. Yun Qing had already dispersed the preaching formation at this time, plus her previous words, it seemed that she had already approved the result of this preaching. Now he should go through the Gangfeng and Tianlei to the next trial of Taoism.

Aman leaned over and hugged Yun Qing to his shoulders, firmly supported her broken leg, and helped her stabilize her body. Xie Yao felt that she looked so weak that she could be split into pieces with just the most ordinary thunder. He looked at Yun Qing for a while, then straightened his robe and turned around and walked out.

Yunqing's low voice came from behind him: "Mayflies live and die, and they don't know how long people can live in their entire lives. For them, people are eternal. And life is a hundred years old, and they don't know how long they will live. How long a cultivator can live, for mortals, a cultivator is eternal. A cultivator has been in a hurry for thousands of years, and he does not know how long the Dao of Heaven can live in his entire life, so for a cultivator, the Dao of Heaven is eternal. What about words? What is eternal?"

"I didn't know either, so I decided to go on. When the mayfly becomes a human, I will know that human beings are not eternal and immortal. When a person becomes a practitioner, I know that a practitioner is not eternal and immortal. You can know whether the way of heaven is eternal or not."

Yun Qing smiled, and when she said, "I will become the Tao of Heaven someday", Xie Yao's back suddenly froze as he turned away.

He turned his back and bowed his head slightly, his expression shrouded in the shadow of his white hair.

"You and I are different," he said suddenly.

This was Yun Qing's first question, but he didn't expect that he still chose to answer at this time.

Yun Qing nodded: "You finally understand what I mean."

"How can the blue sky above the blue sky and the yellow spring below the nine secluded be the same?"

Xie Yao lightly dropped these words, and his figure disappeared into the frenzied wind.

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