Chapter 669: Unanswerable things, no roots

The matter of turning Hu really didn't have much benefit. Yang Jian didn't need the power of merit for that day. After all, he was abandoned by the Dao of Heaven, still floating in the chaotic sea, and it was useless to ask for it.
But Yang Jian was originally a Daoist disciple. I would sit and watch the Western religion who calculated the Daoist, saved a large number of Daoist disciples, and even fanned the flames in the catastrophe of the Conferred Gods—oh, I'm going to call it Buddhism soon.
Sitting and watching their weakened luck is a refreshing thing in itself.
Yang Jian specially waited for this moment. He expected that Western religions would definitely not'submit the law', to see if he could help the old man.
It is estimated that the fight is impossible. The four saints who repair the heavens will never allow Dao Sects and Western teachers to fight, let alone to tear their faces, the Sanqing Master is in an absolute strong position in the prehistoric times.
However, the game during the Hu Hu period is probably several times more complicated than the fighting method.
Yang Jian originally thought of two plans, one is to divert his attention, and the other is to directly help the old man.
How to divert the attention of Western teachers? After Lao Jun left Hangu Pass, Yang Jian went to Xiniu Hezhou for a walk, first attracted their attention to himself, and then went to visit Lingshan by himself, deliberately doing something.
Going directly to help the old man is much simpler, that is, show up at the critical moment and help as much as you can.
With a chuckle, Yang Jian stood up and was about to go to the border between Xiniu Hezhou and Nanzhou, and acted by chance.
At this time, the sunlight in the pavilion at Guanjiangkou was just right, and the sunlight passed through the bamboo forest and cast on the wooden planks made of fairy trees, exuding a soft shimmer.
Yang Jian suddenly stopped, standing there motionless.
Zhang Boshi followed up from behind, and looked a little strangely at the second master who suddenly stopped. The divine sense swept outside, and there was nothing strange in the forest.
"wrong……"
Yang Jian suddenly murmured a few words, and then suddenly staggered back two steps, and fell to the ground somewhat weakly.
Suddenly the whole body was cold, my eyes were trembling, my fingers were shaking unconsciously
No, nothing...None!
As if suddenly waking up to something, Yang Jian sat there, with a wave of Dao rhyme flowing around his body, and the pressing Uncle Zhang almost knelt directly.
"Second Lord? What happened suddenly? Second Lord?"
When Uncle Zhang saw that Yang Jian's complexion suddenly became extremely bad, he hurriedly asked beside him; he was most afraid of being unsteady during the exercises. Yang Jian's appearance at this time was really worrying.
"Second Lord? Second Lord? Don't scare me! You are going to be crazy, I can't control you with my low-level skills!"
Zhang Boshi kept shaking his wrists, and Yang Jian finally raised his hand to stop Zhang Boshi's movements.
"I'm fine..."
Yang Jian's voice felt a little ethereal, then he coughed slightly, took a breath, and finally returned to normal.
Without saying anything, he slowly got up, walked to the door, and held up his hand to the handle.
He needs to verify something, he needs to prove something, and he needs to figure out what is going on.
Even if...
"Second Lord!"
Looking at Yang Jian's back from behind, Zhang Boshi shouted: "Do you want your subordinates to accompany you?"
"No." Yang Jian said calmly, and the figure flew faster and faster, and there was no trace in a blink of an eye.
Along the way, Yang Jian was silent, closing his mouth, flying extremely fast.
As soon as he rushed to the sky above Nanzhou, Yang Jianqiang resisted the urge to go straight, hiding on the cloud and looking at the green cow from a distance with his spiritual sense.
The old gentleman on Qing Niu's back seemed to be a mortal old man, without any rhyme, no cultivation base, but with a sense of transcendence.
The cow walked unhappily, and there were always mortals along the way, saluting, inquiring, and watching the old man. Most of the time, the old man had a smile on his face. It seemed that he was really just a mundane lenient elder who was studying everywhere.
Yang Jian just followed, watching the blue bull, the old man above the blue bull, and entering a male pass.
It really was Hangu Pass.
Seeing sweat on his forehead, Yang Jian whispered in his heart:
Lao Zi rode an ox out of Hangu, and left the legend of purple gas coming from the east in Hangu Pass, and also left the Tao Te Ching with more than 5,000 words.
Next...
Sure enough, the guard in Hangu Pass swept to welcome him and invited Lao Jun to stay. After writing the Tao Te Ching, Lao Jun left Hangu Pass at dusk and continued to wander towards the West.
Yang Jian stood on the cloud for a long time, and he didn't move for a long time.
This is wrong!
This is not right at all!
He knew these allusions in advance, knew that Lao Tzu was going to transform the Buddha, and knew that the Tao Te Ching would be left in Hangu Pass.
Yang Jian knows all this!
why?
Because when he was in his hometown on the earth, he had heard people talk about these things, and received these messages in various ways!
Fengshen Bang, Emperor Xin, Emperor Wu Jifa, Li Jing's family...
If he came from a long time ago in the strong spirit cloud, why did he have the name of a prophet?
Because he had been exposed to these information, he had received these information from his earth before the soul came to the wild!
When he broke through and returned to the Great Realm, Yang Jian thought he had known his past and present life, where he came from, and who he was; but at this time, he was caught in a huge contradiction.
These things in the prehistoric times, these pasts, and even the changes in the dynasty of the South Continent, all appear in the myths, history, and allusions of the earth’s hometown.
But if according to the situation he saw in Guihong, he came from the spiritual cloud transformed from the previous life, what is the relationship between the spiritual cloud and the prehistoric! ?
This can't explain it, it can't explain it at all!
In the prehistoric land and in Nanzhou, the four seasons change, why the solar terms are almost the same as in the hometown?
Which side is real and which side is illusion? Where did he come from? What have you experienced? Was the meteor that swept across the cloud of spirits, he?
Before returning to Hongjing’s limit, Yang Jian felt that the most reasonable explanation for his path was actually this--
The primordial land collapsed in the great catastrophe, and the survivors refined the primordial land into many stars, and only then did the earth of the later generations come.
But Yang Jian later learned about the "Lingyun" and began to question whether the earth he had lived for more than 20 years existed; and when he broke through the return to Hong, he saw the "predecessor body", and felt that the earth’s home should exist in that area. In the spirit cloud that was destroyed by the war.
But now, Yang Jian began to wonder if this was the truth.
The sequence of Xia, Shang and Zhou, the existence of three emperors and five emperors, one after another well-known and connected stories...
What is the relationship between Honghuang and the earth?
Yang Jian clutched his forehead and snorted, his headache was splitting, his body trembling slightly.
Fortunately, his mind is only pinned in the avatar at this time. If he suddenly encounters such a sudden change in his mind, I am afraid that the violent aura around him will cause boundless trouble.
I don’t understand, I can’t see the connection...
Yang Jian turned and flew away, his figure hurriedly shuttled through the wilderness, went to Yuquan Mountain, and worshiped at the gate of Jinxia Cave.
"Master! The disciple is puzzled!"
The gate of Jinxia Cave opened wide, and Yang Jian got up and stepped into it. He knelt on the futon and looked at Master Yuding, who was still practicing the method of fellow practitioners, suddenly feeling a little tired.
"what happened?"
Yuding put down the jade plaque in his hand, beckoned Yang Jian to move forward, frowning and said, "Seeing you look sad, what happened?"
"Master, the disciple is very confused!" Yang Jian knelt down and said in a low voice, "The disciple wants to know where and why he came from, but he always wonders."
"Oh?" Madam Yuding looked at Yang Jian's face and closed the door of the cave with his hand. "Many monks are easy to lose their original minds when they practice. I thought you would not have such a problem for the teacher, but I did not expect to fall into it. Perplexed."
"I beg Master to solve the puzzle."
The real Yuding frowned, he could feel the urgency in Yang Jian's heart, but he could not answer Yang Jian's sudden inquiry like this.
Where did it come from?
"Meditation!"
The sound of the Great Dao suddenly appeared in Yudingzhen’s population, and the sound of chanting appeared everywhere in the cave; the real Jade Ding waved his hand, and a word "dao" written by the blue black light came slowly and hit Yang Jian. Forehead.
Yang Jian's spirit was shaken, the confusion in his eyes gradually receded, and his Qingming was restored.
Taking a long breath, Yang Jian sat there quietly bowing his head and thinking, his brows could not be stretched, and he seemed to be lost again.
"Even if your heart is confused, you shouldn't be so confused," Yu Ding reprimanded the disciples a few times.
Yang Jian smiled bitterly, bowed to Yuding, and muttered: "It's the disciple who has been confused for a while. It's just that I already thought I knew everything, but suddenly I felt that I didn't know everything."
"This is the way to ask for the truth. Everything has a cause and effect," Yuding Zhenren said, "What you see is not what you see, what you know is not what you know. If you could understand the self in such a simple way, you would have killed it. Go to the three corpses and achieve the status of the saint on the road."
Yang Jian couldn't help but feel ashamed.
Yuding’s real voice slowed down, and continued:
The living beings don’t know their roots, they don’t know how to be a teacher, they don’t know how to live, and they don’t know how to pass away. The existence and non-existence between reality and reality are determined by one mind. "
"Existence or not, is it all determined by one mind?"
"Hey~EbookFREE.me~ Yuding sighed softly, "Your cultivation is too fast, but your mood experience is a little insufficient. It is also the teacher's negligence. You should stay in the mountains for thousands of years and cultivate your mood. "
"Master, there is still something outside..."
Yang Jian had almost recovered at this time, rubbing his brows, he didn't know what had happened suddenly.
A detail that I thought I should have been ignored before, but easily shaken my whole state of mind.
Perhaps, it is really a lack of mental state practice.
But who can answer his question?
Yang Jian suddenly thought of someone...
"Master, I will go to the underground palace. If she can't answer my confusion, I will bury the confusion in my heart." Yang Jian bowed again, "Master, rest assured, the disciples know what to do and what not to do."
Real Jade Ding had a little worry in his eyes, but seeing Yang Jian's eyes gradually regaining firmness, he also knew that Yang Jian might be about to play a game with a strong enemy in the Chaos Sea at this time.
"Don't force yourself too much in everything. If there is an enemy you can't deal with, just pass the letter to your teacher."
"Well, it's good for Master to rest assured," Yang Jian chuckled lightly, as if he had recovered his usual indifferent water.
However, Yuding saw a little sadness and loneliness across his eyes.
"That's fine," Yang Jian murmured, "Perhaps, where I came from, I can only find where I was originally. That should have existed, maybe after the flood, I can only live until then. See the answer..."
The real person Yuding frowned when he heard it. Just as he was about to say something, Yang Jian had already paid his respects and got up to leave.
Where did it come from...
After Yang Jian left, Yuding sat there and fell into a little thought. A piece of memory came to his mind, and Yuding's real eyes gradually became more confused.
Where did he come from?