Chapter two hundred and thirty-seven, this life will be thinner than clouds and water

Qingchen moved the universe from the East China Sea, and went directly through the hordes of beasts and corpses to the city of Ci'an. en8.

At this time, the altar in the sky has descended, and the soft white light is like the last stars in the dark night. Qingchen stared at this holy and flawless brilliance, and his thoughts were quite complicated.

Compared with the Dao of Demons and the Dao of Demons, the birth of Humanity is even shorter, and its rise is astonishingly fast and false.

At first, the human race relied on witchcraft, and they enjoyed the prosperity brought by the sacrifice of human nature and emotion brought by a few great witches with peace of mind, but they never thought that all this would be taken back by heaven in the blink of an eye. After the shamanism disappeared, the human race entered a downturn for a long period of time. Their belief in witches began to change into belief in gods and demons, and countless tribes became vassals of gods and demons.

Humans always need to worship something in order to strengthen their belief in living, and this has not changed so far. The only difference is that they worshiped witchcraft when witchcraft rose, worshiped gods and demons when gods and demons flourished, and when all these beliefs came to nothing, they began to worship themselves.

So in the last 100,000 years, there has been a real "humanity", a lineage that exists purely for the rise of the human race. It has risen so fast that those ancient lineages feel unacceptable, so it often becomes the target of public criticism in the lineage disputes. At the same time, the human race is more complicated than ordinary practitioners, and their attention is easily taken away by more glamorous things, such as money, power and wealth, which makes it difficult for Dao to gain a firm foothold in the mortal world.

All immortal practitioners can see the unity of heaven and human beings, and the Tao is natural, and all Buddhist practitioners can see benevolence, compassion, and no desire or desire. But there are only a few people who can practice "Great Benevolence and Holy Virtue" in humanity, and even the characteristics of "Jigang Jingwei, ruling the world" can only be seen in sages. However, because of the large number and wide distribution of humanistic practitioners, this fatal flaw is concealed by the apparent prosperity.

In the midst of the war, the Temple of Heaven has opened up all the inheritances, almost reaching the point where all the people can cultivate, but this cannot save the decline of humanity.

There are only human and demon ways in the world based on race. The monsters are powerful creatures that have existed since ancient times. They themselves are stronger than the fragile human race, not to mention the cruel survival of the fittest in the 100,000 mountains and the inheritance of blood. There should be a threshold for things like cultivating Taoism, and the Taoism that does not select for this, if you think about it carefully, it is a human Taoism.

Therefore, the saints of other Taoist traditions say that the human Tao is weak, so Jingli will say that the human Tao is declining.

Qingchen walked through the mist and entered his small courtyard in the northwest corner. There was a little moisture on his body, and a tired look appeared on his face. The candles were lit in the house, but they could not light up the haze in his heart. Now that the holy altar of the sky has descended safely, it is no longer the heavily guarded appearance a few days ago. This means that he has to restrain his sharpness and mix with the old-fashioned dossiers of Jingtian Palace and Yantian Palace all day long.

It was not time yet, he had to wait.

He has waited too long since the Earth Fire Sect was wiped out, and he doesn't care about waiting for so many years. en8.

Qingchen closed his eyes, and then opened them again. There was no confusion and depression in his eyes. He sat down in front of the book desk and continued to sort out the books that could not be seen.

At this time, the top of the altar was not as peaceful as Qingchen imagined. Taiqing, who had just cut down the ghost saint, was still facing off against Gongsun Nightmare Flower.

Jingli got up in their silent fight, repositioned the stone mirror next to it, and lit three sticks of incense again and placed it in the incense burner. He sat in front of the case pouring tea and watched, but there was no nervousness in his expression.

After a while, Gongsun Nightmare Flower seemed to be unwilling, she stopped and covered her mouth and coughed lightly.

Taiqing glanced at Shijing distractedly, then sneered at Gongsun Nightmare: "Pretend to be real, why didn't you cough when your Taigu real body crushed Mang Yi's soul?"

Gongsun Nightmare just smiled softly and did not refute. She said to Jingli, "Please let my fellow Taoist let me in, it's really uncomfortable to stand like this."

These words were obviously aimed at Taiqing, but Jingli didn't say much. After a while, he saw the white cow waving its wings and landing beside Gongsun Nightmare. It lay prone at the feet of Gongsun Nightmare, and slowly got up when she sat firmly on her back. Gongsun Nightmare coughed again: "Cough cough... I made friends laugh."

Jingli bowed his head and did not answer, Taiqing Guangxi shook his sleeves: "How long do you want to stay here?"

Gongsun Nightmare asked back: "How long will Taiqing stay here?"

"After you leave, I will return to the Heaven-reaching Divine Vessel." Taiqing made no secret of his purpose. He stayed here to prevent Gongsun Nightmare from attacking humanity.

Gongsun Nightmare knew from the very beginning that he couldn't leave humanity alone. If she attacked and killed Jingli alone, she would most likely directly confront the two saints. So she pulled Mang Yi, and although Mang Yi knew that the relationship between Taiqing and Jingli was a master-disciple relationship, he never thought that Taishangdao would still care about this. And even if Taiqing really came, it was not impossible for him to play against Taiqing and Jingli with Gongsun Yuhua.

It's just that Mang Yi didn't know that Gongsun Nightmare's purpose at the beginning was not Jingli, but him who was seduced by the humane fruit.

Taiqing knew what she meant as soon as she saw Gongsun Nightmare taking a shot at Shijing. If she wanted to forcefully kill Jingli, then Gongsun Nightmare didn't have to take the initiative to provoke her, and she could just do it with Mang Yi. Later, Mang Yi saw that the situation was not good and wanted to withdraw. The two of them almost simultaneously used their strength to trap him in the turbulent flow of the void. Then Gongsun Nightmare was trapped with his body, and Taiqing killed him with the righteous law of heaven and earth.

Although the final result is the fall of the ghost, it is definitely impossible to say that Gongsun Nightmare is not interested in the humanistic fruit.

Taiqing is staying here now just to leave her alone.

Gongsun Yanhua saw that Taiqing was being rude, and her face was still soft and gentle, she said: "Taiqing took the initiative this time, it can be said that he is no longer standing in the mirror of inaction and harmlessness. Think more about the aftermath of Immortal Dao."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere on the altar of Lütian was stagnant, Taiqing looked indifferent, and said: "Don't worry about it, you were still asleep in the hundred thousand mountains when I killed the last humane saint. ."

For the sage of the Supreme Dao, no action is harmless, as long as he does not do anything, he will never be defeated.

However, Taiqing had hardly ever used the Supreme Realm to win the seat, and the saints he fought against in his life were far more than Gongsun Yehua and Mang Yi. Not to mention, the fact that he directly forcibly killed the previous generation of humanistic saints a thousand years ago was enough to deter the world. In the realm of saints, the strength is not easy to estimate, but the great threat of Taiqing makes all saints have to avoid its edge.

Gongsun Nightmare still coughed uncontrollably, she was almost half-lying on the back of the white cow, and she couldn't even straighten up. Every time she answered Taiqing's words, she had to wait for a while, and it seemed that she would die if she said a few more words.

She said: "According to Taiqing's words, when I was between heaven and earth, you were still a cloud of turbid air, formless and spiritless."

Gongsun Nightmare looked weak and deceitful, but in fact, when she spoke, her aura was not inferior to Taiqing. Before Gongsun Nightmare fell asleep, even the gods and demons had not completely died out. When she was sleeping in the 100,000-strong mountain, the world's Taoism changed from generation to generation, and almost no one of the saints today has seen her take action.

Before Taiqing said anything, she had already grabbed the conversation again: "Okay, this time the demon clan has withdrawn to the 100,000 mountain for the time being, and Taoist friends Taiqing don't have to worry about it. It's just that Taoist friends need to know that they can protect them for a while but not for the rest of their lives. After the Dao, there is the Dao of the Devil and the Dao, so it is better to break the cause and effect as soon as possible.”

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"Don't worry about it." Taiqing replied lukewarmly.

The white bull fluttered its wings and streaked a bright light in the black sky. The monsters followed the light and retreated to the Hundred Thousand Mountains like a tide.

Only Taiqing and Jingli were left on the altar. Taiqing watched Gongsun Nightmare disappear into the sky, turned around and walked towards the mirror. From the beginning to the end, he never said a word to Jingli, never even looked at him.

Jingli suddenly said before he stepped into the mirror: "Taiqing... Fellow Daoist."

It's true that the saints are equal to each other, but Jingli's face is not very good-looking when he says these words.

"What's the matter?"

The mirror is silent.

Taiqing turned around, slapped the case in front of him with one hand, and the tea splashed: "This is the last time, I will take back the mirror, you'd better not touch it again."

"Taiqing said this a hundred years ago." Jingli replied calmly, "And the mirror is also left by you a hundred years ago."

Taiqing laughed, and he said, "You can figure it out clearly!"

"The grace of Taiqing, I dare not forget it." Jingli lowered his eyes, and his white hair slipped to cover his expression.

Taiqing said indifferently: "I won't talk about kindness, you don't go to Tongtian Shenmai to burn incense in the future. And what I said just now about witchcraft, did you hear it?"

"As the Taoist friend said, there are countless Taoist traditions in the world, and it is my own business to choose which one I want to take."

What an elm head.

Jingli has never retreated in this matter. It was like this before he left Shenyinmen, and when it came to humanity, it didn't change at all. Taiqing had obviously been perfunctory to Gongsun Nightmare before, but Jingli took it very seriously, pouring his lifelong enthusiasm into every word and every sentence - just like when he was young when he was seeking Taoism in Shenyinmen.

It is not unreasonable for Jingli to obtain the Tao for a hundred years. Taiqing has never seen any disciple after him with such an almost fanatical desire to seek the Tao.

"It's up to you." Taiqing was silent for a while, but in the end he was speechless, so he could only drop the sentence lightly. If he can really change his Taoism in three days, then Taiqing doesn't have to go to great lengths to kill the saint and seize the Taoist fruit and drive him out of the human world.

He didn't want to have too much involvement with humanity, and now the war is getting more and more chaotic, and the fall of Mang Yi really started the battle between saints. The current situation of Immortal Dao is not optimistic. There are very few people left in this generation of direct descendants. Among these few people, there are still unreliable people like Qingxuzi and Dongxuanzi. Therefore, Taiqing can't have any mistakes himself, as long as one mistake, the result is to return to the sky like Mang Yi, and the Taoism is not guaranteed.

Taiqing walked into the mirror and was about to enter the Heaven-reaching Divine Vein, but at this time Jingli actually stopped him again.

"etc……"

Taiqing couldn't bear to look back: "You have..."

He stopped halfway through.

Because he saw Jingli get up, then knelt down in front of him and touched the ground with his forehead.

"What the disciple has learned in his life is taught by the master..."

Knock once.

"The life of the family is also given by the master..."

Nod twice.

"Now the disciple has returned everything to the master, I just ask you to promise the disciple one thing..."

Three kowtows.

Li Cheng.

"If the disciple dies, please ask the master to protect my human race from extinction."

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