Chapter 1217: a hundred schools of thought

The Emperor said seriously: "The ceremony is only a matter of words, sincerity is spiritual, worshiping the ancestors' most important intentions, and the mind is coming, the ancestors will naturally know. (8)" (1) Lieutenant" Wenwang WwんW.81.Zw.COM"
This is very mysterious, sincere and spiritual, this is the usual trick of many swindlers.
If other people say this, Tang Yan will certainly sneer and show him a white eye.
This statement is spoken from the mouth of the Emperor of Heaven. No one dares to question or refute, sinks his heart, and quietly comprehends the true meaning of the feeling.
The Emperor did not have a perfunctory lie. This was Fuxi’s account of the year, and later generations did not dare to tamper with it. For so many years, the Emperor of Heaven has come over like this, and he also pays attention to the worship of Fuxi.
They are sincere, and the ancestors are efficacious, giving them the meaning of the road, and helping them on the way of their emperor.
When the Emperor said that he had finished his mouth, he would not say much, leaving time to think about Tang.
Tang Yan’s heart was not as good as the nine-day mysterious woman, but like a courteous and insightful person. He leaned toward the statue and folded his hands together. He said in his mouth:
The younger Tang Yan met with the ancestors of Fuxi.

When the voice fell, he seemed to be subjected to a fixed body, and he kept the posture motionless, like a determined old man, closing his eyes.
The black eyes, the statue disappeared, and everything disappeared.
He did all this as if he was a spiritual soul, and there was a force in his mind to guide him.
suddenly--
A ray of light shines.
Although he closed his eyes, he could "see" this scene, when people are magical.
The outside world is unchanged and calm.
The statue is still the statue, not moving; people are still those people, still as they were.
But Tang Yan had no light in front of him.
These people did not know Tang Yan’s feelings, and he did not say a word, and he looked at him intently, and was deeply afraid of disturbing him.
Tang Yan’s heart is like water, no sadness or disappointment, and the mysterious light in front of him gradually gathers and transforms.
He looked at this scene quietly, without any surprise or fright. When the light gradually converges and a human figure appears, a different kind of mood hits the heart.
He was not panicked, but quiet and peaceful, like a baby. Since his cultivation, there has been very little peace and harmony.
The Emperor looked at this scene quietly, without saying a word. The nine-day mysterious woman wanted to ask one or two. She could see her father’s eyes. She swallowed her stomach again.
The Emperor of Heaven can clearly feel the change of Tang Yin's state of mind. Previously, Tang Yan was a rough sea. At this moment, he was like an old well with no old wells. On the contrary, he was judged as two people.
A person can be settled so quickly that it must be cultivated to a certain level before it can be done.
Tang Yan’s young age should have been a period of youthfulness, but it can be done with great enthusiasm.
The Emperor sighed and sighed. Tang’s extraordinaryness was more than what he thought. This may be why God chose him.
He took a deep look at the statue of Fuxi, the secret: the ancestor, in the midst of it, is this all your arrangement?
All this is indeed too coincidental. There is no nine-day mysterious woman who brought him to Tianmen. He will not be a book of heaven. The sky will be dusty and will never be associated with Tianshu.
This is not a fate, what will it be?
Others simply cannot explain.
The scene in front of Tang Yin was changed again. The light gathered together and eventually became a person's appearance. It was as if he was smiling at him.
After seeing the face of this person, Tang was shocked. The book was very familiar. He was very surprised and exclaimed: "Fuxi!"
This person is exactly the same as the statue, where he will look away. Fuxi walked toward him step by step. He subconsciously wanted to retreat, but he did not move.
Fuxi’s glory was so unimaginable that Tang Yan could not imagine.
Fuxi seems to be laughing, more lively than the statue, his eyes seem to have magic, and instantly attract Tang Yin's gaze, so that he is immersed in it.
Fuxi walked up to him, slowly extending his fingers, and his fingertips glowed slightly, but it was not like a cold-blooded blade, but it gave a very strange feeling.
The energy contained in the fingertips is earth-shattering and reveals.
Fingertips arrived at Tang's chest. Tang Yan subconsciously wanted to dodge, but could not do anything about it. He only looked at his fingertips against his chest.
The light disappeared from his chest and disappeared into his body. He had not had time to distinguish clearly what was going on. The foreground of the eye was changing and the layers of ripples were rippled.
Fuxi's change is blurred, the smile of the corner of the mouth is more intense, more intimate, step by step back, the tide is general.
The light in the body exploded, and instantly drowned the internal organs, the eight classics, and rushed into his brain.
The words of the Tongtian ancient scrolls are brightened, and at the same time, another text is also revealed a little bit.
This text is exactly the same as the handwriting of Tongtian Ancient Scrolls.
Heavenly book!
Tang Yi’s heart was a joy. Although he had recorded the contents of the Bible, he did not produce such a book in his brain.
This seems to be a copy of the book of Heaven, vividly displayed in his mind, and the mysterious scrolls, mysterious.
"Maybe, is this the reason of the Tao?" Tang Yan’s heart sighed and remembered that his worship was to gain morale.
In addition to this light, there is no other harvest, is that light is the way?
He did not guess wrong, and the light is indeed a doctrine.
He sincerely worships, and is a well-known person, Fu Xi Xian Ling, a point to point out, the Tao is passed from his fingertips to the heart of Tang Yan.
The Tao is like blood, spreading rapidly to every part of his body.
Taoism activated the book of heaven.
When the world browses the books of the heavens, even if you see the contents of the books of the heavens, there is no intention of Fuxi, and the book of heaven will not play the full role.
Only Fuxi’s intentional guidance is indispensable, and then the real role of Tianshu can be stimulated.
At this moment, Tang Yan did this and enjoyed this extraordinary harvest.
He determined his own guess, sneaked in his heart, and quickly converge on his mind, and studied the book a little bit.
A glimpse of the light is like a moist, quiet, deep into his brain.
The infuriating gas in his body is not turbulent, but the static is like the water in the ancient well. There is no trace of turbulence, but the infuriating gas is increasing with the visibility of the naked eye.
In particular, his ninth main meridian flashed golden light. In an instant, his whole person was shrouded in golden light, and the treasure was solemn, giving a sense of oppression from the inside out.
The ninth main meridian originally merged with the dragon vein in the tomb of Emperor Qin Shihuang. This is extraordinary. It seems that under the stimulation of Tianshu, the ninth main meridian is particularly active.
Among the golden light, his body became transparent, and the nine main meridians looked clear.
Others looked at this scene with their eyes wide open. When they saw that it was like the ninth main meridian of the Golden Dragon, everyone except the Emperor and the nine-day mysterious woman showed their horror.
The average person has only eight main meridians, but Tang Yan has nine main meridians, and the body structure is different from ordinary people. It is no wonder so powerful.
The Emperor also looked at the ninth main meridian and envied.
Although the Emperor of Heaven is a high-strength, he is also very envious of the body structure of Skywalker, which makes Skywalker more competitive in the same situation as others.
The ninth main meridian can store more infuriating, the strength of the battle is stronger, and it can play a more powerful role.
This is obvious.
Tang Yan opened his mouth and a glimpse of Sanskrit flew out of his mouth.
"The Tibetan Scriptures!"
The nine-day mysterious woman recognized it at a glance.
The golden Sanskrit is the Tibetan scriptures, which suppresses the sacred offerings of Shura. When the Tibetan monk is out, the Tang dynasty is more solemn, just like a high sorghum.
"What is the Tibetan Buddhist Scriptures?" The Emperor did not hear the Tibetan scriptures, and he could not help but reveal the color of suspiciousness.
In addition, when he inherited the meaning of Fuxi in the same year, although there are also visions, it is not different from Tang Yan.
"It is a set of exercises that are uniquely created by the ghost kings. It is not easy." The nine-day mysterious woman also knows the omission of the Tibetan scriptures and can only give a rough answer.
Tiandi’s brow was slightly picked and he muttered to himself in a strange way:
He even has a connection with the ghost world. The king of the earth is not the king of the tenth temple. Is there a king of the land?

Heavenly Emperor is not ignorant of the ghost world. The ghost world and the human world are the mother-in-law, and they have always been safe.
However, the Emperor of Heaven knows that the power of the ghosts is extraordinary. He has always been led by the Ten Temples, not a good child, and he has avoided as far as possible.
The nine-day mysterious woman could not answer the question of the Emperor of Heaven, and said: "All this is only known to him. He has been to the ghost world."
The Emperor of Heaven stunned and nodded. The Skywalker is the sacred body of Jiuyang, and only this special physique can come and go freely in the ghost world, knowing so many things in the ghost world.
The Emperor looked at Tang Yan with a burning gaze, and the Sanskrit of the Tibetan scriptures circled outside his body. In a short while, Sanskrit landed and covered Tang Yan.
Sanskrit is connected to each other to form a clothes-like thing.

Hey!
The Emperor’s pupils shrank, and there was something in the memory that was almost forgotten.
It was in a very long time, a hundred schools of thought, a hundred schools of thought, a variety of academic and magical schools, and a great light, is a very prosperous era.
Some people say that it is the best time, and some people say that it is the worst.
Because there were many possibilities in that era, in ancient times, after the germination of cultivation, after the initial obscuration, it gradually flourished and formed many schools.
Hundreds of contends, many geniuses were born, and many new methods of cultivation were born, fierce confrontation, and contending.
Among them, one is a Buddhist family, the Buddha's family is wearing a scorpion, the treasure is solemn, the sorghum is the Buddha's name, and the shining light of the glory has left a strong color in the era of contending.
Buddhism practice pays attention to enlightenment, cultivation is very particular about opportunities, disciples are rare, and finally decline, disappeared from history.
Other genres are also like this, like flowers, competing in full bloom, and finally dying, leaving the two sects and warriors.