Chapter 240
He said slowly: "Although this son has heavenly spiritual roots, he still has relatives living in the world, so he has some concerns and his earthly fate is not over yet."
"Oh? Then go and help his relatives... help him cut off all the worldly ties?" Taoist Qingzhuo continued.
"This is too deliberate. He has to pass this test by himself, so it's best." Taoist Qing looked at the half-grown child in front of him:
"Disciple, listen carefully."
"It was your parents' choice to send you out of the city, not your own choice."
"Originally, this level is too early for the immortal monks... But since you have heavenly spiritual roots, how can you be the same as ordinary monks? I will test you in advance for this level, and you will do it yourself. select."
Two old Taoists and a child were standing on the clouds, looking down at the lonely city below.
The isolated city had just experienced a war, and some soldiers died on the battlefield. The morale in the city was low, and there were occasional sounds of crying from several households.
I could only hear a person smiling and saying: "The world is suffering, and there are five gates of suffering for mortals in the world: the gate of suffering of name and form, the gate of suffering of love, the gate of suffering of love, the gate of suffering of greed, the gate of suffering of essence, the gate of suffering of body. "Tired Soul Gate."
"Sex, love, greed, competition, and body are all caused by ordinary people's distracting thoughts."
"When you have reached a certain level of spiritual practice, you must abandon all emotions and desires, and cut off all ties with the world. Only then can you embark on the immortal path and attain the truth."
"If you don't kill the three corpses, get rid of your obsessions... Even if you gain immortality, you still have to suffer the five kinds of suffering. Why bother?"
Speaking of this, Qing Taoist asked the half-grown child in front of him:
"Disciple, please guess how old I have been."
"Eighty?" the half-grown child guessed.
"Old Taoist, I have lived for more than a thousand years." Taoist Qing said with a faint smile:
"Middle-aged people in their thirties and forties may burst into tears when they think of the beautiful flowers they asked for, but when an eighty-year-old man thinks about it again, he only feels a little sentimental in his heart."
"As a veteran of a thousand years, when I think about the beautiful woman that I could never get in ordinary life, how do you think I will feel?"
The smile on Qingdao's face gradually faded and turned into solemnity:
"This is to get rid of obsessions and abandon desires."
"If you don't kill the three corpses to eliminate your obsessions, don't abandon your passions and cut off the worldly ties, and you can't overcome the five sufferings of the human world, then no matter how high the realm of immortality is, you will never be able to achieve enlightenment."
"Does one have to get rid of obsessions to practice?" The child raised his head and asked.
"Ah, speaking of which, there is still a different path." Taoist Qingzhuo smiled slightly and looked at Taoist Qingzhuo next to him:
"Qingzhuo, do you remember that the mortal general who escaped from this desert in panic a few years ago seemed to be named Wu?"
"Huh? Is there such a thing?" Taoist Qingzhuo didn't care:
"Senior Brother Qingyi, why do you remember so clearly something about a mortal?"
"That mortal is a martial arts practitioner. I let him leave because he has gone astray and his obsession is too strong to be successful." Taoist Qing said calmly:
"The Immortal Way has been passed down since ancient times, and its inheritance has never been extinguished."
"Martial arts are just a way for mortals to protect themselves in the world of mortals and cannot be refined. They have no immortal pioneers and no way ahead, so they don't know even if they go astray."
Qingdao sneered:
"If you want to achieve the truth, you must be ruthless and cut off your desires, get rid of your obsessions, and only have a flawless heart of the Dao."
"But the mortal warrior surnamed Wu took the opposite path. Instead of getting rid of his obsessions, he allowed them to grow in his heart. It is impossible for a mortal to control such extremely strong obsessions. This is Lin Yuan However, it’s only a matter of time before you fall into the abyss.”
"It's just that the ignorant are fearless." Taoist Qingzhuo was not interested in ordinary people's topics, so he dismissed it with a few perfunctory sentences.
Speaking of this, Taoist Qing suddenly turned his head and looked at the half-grown child, his face as solemn as a mountain:
"In this world, the path to immortality is the great road, and cultivating immortality is the general trend."
"You are born with heavenly spiritual roots. You are different from ordinary people. As long as you give up your passions and abandon your desires, you can enter the Immortal Dao Sect and achieve enlightenment."
"If you disobey the general trend and become mortal, you will not only not be able to live forever, but you will also suffer all the hardships in this world."
"If you go with it, you will become an immortal; if you go against it, you will become a mortal."
"One cannot deceive one's own heart."
"So, which path are you going to take?"
Qing Dao's voice is like a yellow bell, resounding through the ears of the trees.
His mind gradually became hazy, and at this moment he seemed to have really become Daozhen himself, experiencing an old event from his childhood.
At this moment, there were too many pictures and too many sounds appearing in front of his eyes and in his ears.
There was a coffin lying horizontally in the house, Gu's mother's blank expression, Gu's father's words of warning...all the memories from childhood came to mind, and too many voices echoed in his ears.
"Why are you forcing me..."
"Why are you forcing me..." The half-grown child seemed to be in a very painful decision. He clenched his fists and dug his nails deeply into his palms.
It's just that no matter how hard he exerts his hands, no matter how much he restrains himself... he can't help but the corners of his mouth slowly rise.
"I really can't hold it any longer." The child couldn't help laughing:
"That's it?"
The half-grown child looked up at the sky, his expression turning indifferent.
He originally wanted to see what Daozhen was up to, but this happened.
"Yes, after all, he is only a young man under sixty years old. This is quite normal."
"You expect to drag me into the situation you have been through, understand the choices you have gone through, and see my choices, so that you can feel at ease with your conscience?"
Qiao Mu just smiled and then raised his head.
"It's so funny. Even if I make the same choice as you, it only means that I am a bad person. I am a bad person. What does it matter whether I am a bad person or not?"
The half-grown child's eyes were as sharp as the edge of a sword. He looked directly at the Qing Taoist in front of him, and an illusory sword light seemed to flash in the void in front of him.
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The figure of Taoist Qing was blurred and distorted, and turned into Daozhen's face.
He was slightly distracted when he was suddenly hit by the swordsmanship. He held his forehead with one hand, his palms trembling slightly. For the first time, his normally calm expression became turbulent.
Chapter 255 The truth comes true (5k
When Qiao Mu performed the Eye Sword Technique, Daozhen's true appearance emerged for a moment.
The heart magic mirror placed in the center of the illusion formation quietly cracked with tiny cracks.
This illusion has not been completely broken. At this time, the trees are still deep in the sky above the desert city, but Daozhen in front of him has finally recovered from the sudden mental shock.
Qiao Mu, who still looked like a child, raised his energy and clenched his fists before rushing forward, his steps like the wind.
Just as he rushed forward, the scenery around him flew forward quickly.
Qiao Mu was obviously rushing forward, but his surrounding vision fell from the clouds to the lonely city below again, and he was actually getting further and further away from the truth.
"You're so loud, don't be complacent. I just accidentally found out where my true identity is...it doesn't mean the outcome has been decided." Daozhen took a deep breath to calm down the emotions in his chest.
This was not the script he wanted to see.
The Qiao family is known to value justice over life and death, and what Daozhen wants to do is not just to let the Qiao family be there and experience his past memories.
The truth became clearer and clearer with each argument. What he wanted to do was to have a dispute over principles and ideas with the Qiao family as a Tianlinggen monk after the story of the inner demon world was finished.
In this way, his Taoist mind will be one step closer to perfection and no worries.
But I don’t know why, this Qiao family warrior saw through his carefully arranged illusion in advance, and even almost made him overturn.
If the Heart Magic Mirror hadn't been a treasure given to him by Elder Qingyi, it would have been extraordinary. Even if he was suddenly hit by a mental shock, it would still have the power to protect the Lord.
Daozhen, who was hit by swordsmanship at close range, would not be able to escape Qiao Mu's fight.
"Why can you stay awake in the illusion?" Daozhen stretched the distance, and the expression on his face returned to his usual calmness.
Only the hand holding his forehead was still trembling slightly, obviously the swordsmanship was not unharmed to him.
"Because your illusion is too fake." Qiao Mu said casually.
In fact, he didn't mean to talk to Daozhen. It's just that cultivators have many methods. He only succeeded in hitting Daozhen with his "eye sword technique" just now, but his fist was empty.
There is another mystery to this illusion, which he has not yet completely dispelled. He is also thinking about countermeasures while talking.
"You don't understand the veterans of Gucheng led by Li Changge, so you can't create a real illusion." Qiao Mu said lightly:
Qiao Mu looked around. At this moment, he had fallen from the air and landed in the Gucheng military camp. He looked at the illusions of the Great Yan veterans who were still training in the military camp and had not yet aged.
"There are indeed heroes in this world who sacrifice themselves for others and die in danger. Even selfish people cannot deny that there have always been such fools in this world."
"You don't understand, so you can't imagine how Brother Li Changshi would answer. Even if you make up an answer, it will be insincere and lose the truth..."
In fact, it is normal not to understand.
The reason why heroes can be called heroes by the world is precisely because they are extremely rare.
"I don't understand." Daozhen nodded in approval at this time, and then asked in confusion:
"So, you understand?"
"If it were you, the Qiao family, what choice would you make?"
They were enemies who were fighting each other just now, and Daozhen even killed a member of the Qiao family with his own hands.
But at this time, there was no murderous intention on Daozhen's face, and there was only a faint curiosity in his eyes, or something close to a desire for knowledge.
He really didn't understand, but he was really expecting Qiao Mu to give him an answer?
This reaction made the corners of Qiao Mu's eyes twitch.
"If you are a child in his early ten years, it wouldn't be surprising if he doesn't understand what the veterans are doing."
In fact, Qiao Mu really thought about this issue.
When he spent eighty years in a dream for the first time and was forced to ask questions and find an answer to support himself... the first thing he thought of was to copy the answers from Hai Siyuan and other veterans.
The former martyrs and soldiers who protect the country are indeed very noble and noble. There are such true heroes in this world.
Qiao Mu thought about copying the answer, but failed.
Because people cannot deceive their own hearts.
In the long years, what he needs is an answer from the heart.
The answer doesn't have to be so lofty, it doesn't have to be so lofty.
It's enough to tell outsiders what you say from a high position. You don't need those beautiful words when you close the door and ask yourself.
"Old soldiers have great hearts and righteous hearts, but I am not." Qiao Mu walked forward step by step, trying to get close to Daozhen who was far away.
This is the answer he got in his heart more than a hundred years ago.
His determination is indeed not as noble as that of the veterans of the lonely city in the past, and there is no need to insist on being noble.
In fact, this is also the answer to the sword banishing immortals in the past.
The sword-banished immortal languished in the isolated city for thirty years. He watched with cold eyes as the old soldiers gradually withered for thirty years, and did not understand the actions and feelings of the old soldiers.
But in the final battle when the lonely city was about to be destroyed, and when he saw his brother Lu Yanbei about to die, he saw his own heart clearly.
Qiao Mu's answer made Daozhen obviously a little stunned.
The Qiao family, who were thought to value justice over life and death, would actually give such an answer. Is this a kind of character collapse?
"As for your question about my choice...haven't I already chosen it?"
Daozhen's choice is to follow the path to become an immortal, or to go against the will and become a mortal.
And Qiao Mu also has his multiple choice questions.
The simplest choice is to remain stubborn until you become invincible and then come out. The fastest option is to become possessed. Even if you want to gain both fame and fortune, you still have the option of maximizing your benefits and earning points.
Downwind is always the easiest way, but he just doesn't want to take it.
While speaking, Qiao Mu also closed his eyes.
As he closed his eyes, his vision naturally became dark, and there was no longer any sight of the lonely city around him.
The illusion created by Daozhen is naturally impossible to break by simply closing your eyes.
But Qiao Mu is no longer a mortal. Even if he closes his eyes, he still has a first-level divine refining intuition.
The vision is blinded, and the other five senses are also often disordered. It is difficult to identify where the true Taoist body is in the illusion.