Vol 2 Chapter 758: Going as a devil, having both ways!

Now, it is not the time of Mou Longcheng.
At this time, the world is undergoing tremendous changes. Lingmi, medicine, bigudan, and chips are all vigorously developing, and the dream of kingship has more than ten times its own life.
If a person has no way, it may be okay to give up everything and seek the truth, but if there is a way before him, why give up everything?
Geng Chenglong's heart was throbbing, and he wanted to keep up, but finally gave up while biting his pipe.
He does not have this courage.
At this time, all the leaders of the begging society were all there, chasing them out, and they almost died of the begging society.
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The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the Plaza of the Gods of War, with a breeze blowing.
Potter's arrival has attracted the attention of many people. His slender body and outstanding temperament are very eye-catching even if he is not intentionally revealed.
But he didn't care about other people's gazes. As he set foot on the square, his gaze fell on An Qisheng who was taking pictures of the old couple.
At this moment, there was a blank in his mind, like a starry sky, it was difficult to see its shape because of its vastness, but it was just a trance, and everything disappeared, as if he was just an ordinary young man.
This is not deliberate hiding, but its breath, or mood is fluctuating, like heaven and earth, sometimes the wind rises and sometimes the rain falls.
Potter's spiritual practice is extremely high, and his feelings are even more profound. This is no longer the unity of nature and man in the ordinary sense.
Because his breath or the ups and downs of his mood do not follow the veins of the sky, on the contrary, the ups and downs of his mood will affect the heaven and the earth.
"Such a realm..."
Potter had thoughts in his heart, but he didn't step forward.
He just lowered his arms and lowered his eyebrows, waiting quietly like a pupil waiting for reprimand.
"All right?"
An Jianzhong put down and posed for a long time, quite a bit dull. God knows how much these women like to take pictures.
How many have been photographed these years?
"Qiqi's shooting is getting better and better." An Mu fiddled with the camera and glanced at An Jianzhong happily: "It's not like some people, with rough hands and feet."
"It's getting late, we should go back too."
An Jianzhong was nearly two meters tall and unusually burly, but he couldn't bear his wife's rolling eyes and glanced at Potter, who was so striking in the distance:
"Someone is looking for weird."
"what?"
Only then did An's mother find Potter waiting in the square, and looked at her son with a bit of dismay.
Faintly, she could perceive that the peaceful days of the past few years are gone forever.
"It's okay, you go back to the hotel first, I'll go back in a while."
An Qisheng patted his mother's hand and comforted him. Then he looked at Potter, who had been waiting for a long time, with a calm expression:
"Are you looking for me?"
An Qisheng's demeanor was calm and casual, but his transcendence was stripped away, or to return to the basics, without compelling brilliance, and without the transcendence that was once feared by people.
After seven years of wandering in the dust, he may not have gained much, but he has condensed a lot. He has seen and heard for thousands of years in his dream, and he has digested all kinds of emotions.
Potter bowed slightly, Shi Daxuan ancient ceremony: "Wake up from a dream this morning, and see the vast purple air covering the sky like the sea. I know that your realm has reached its peak. Wait for a long time, and finally I can't bear the throbbing in my heart. , Don’t blame the saint."
This bow, Potter was convinced.
In his entire life, he was adopted by the Xuanren couple when he was a child. He studied Xuanwen at a young age and learned less about Taoism and Buddhist scriptures. He had been sixteen when he was practicing martial arts, but he has seen God not bad in just nine years.
After traveling the world, looking for a way forward, for decades, he has no sense of seeing the Tao until today.
This is not something that dreams can give.
"saint......"
An Qisheng shook his head slightly: "Since you started from Biwen, I am not an old man. I still call me Mr. An more pleasant."
"Yes, Mr. Ann."
Potter followed kindness and treated him with courtesy.
"I know your purpose, but how can you be sure that I will teach you the Fa?"
An Qisheng looked at Potter with a smile.
The first time the two met was when Tong Zhengyang crossed the border of the Great Profound Realm. At that time, he was deeply impressed by this white man who wanted the truth and even died.
In a sense, the three leaders of the Qidao Association are all true seekers.
Compared with Mou Longcheng and Yan Changsha, Potter is more pure, as if there is nothing outside the Tao, and his spiritual world has no negative emotions.
Don't say it is to ask someone who is'younger' than you, even if it is a pig, a dog, or a livestock, there will be no other emotions at all.
"Pursuing Dao cares about one's heart. It is not something I can control."
Potter's Daxuan talk was so perfect and round, he was even adjusting it to fit An Qisheng more closely, as if it was exactly what he said.
Jingxing will stop.
Tao is not only in words, but also in every move.
"It's only now that I understand that the support of the state of mind is not only strength, and sometimes it has nothing to do with strength."
An Qisheng nodded slightly and sighed slightly: "Your mood at this time is very much like me back then, but much purer than me."
After a lifetime in the long-floating world, the Fa was passed on for three thousand years, An Qisheng had gained a lot, and his mood changed for the first time, and he was out of the once terminally ill.
Later, in the world of war, his mood changed again, his heart was like a mirror, even if there was dust, he could wipe it off with his hands, and his thoughts were not lingering in his heart.
Before dreaming back to the Spring and Autumn Period, he was aware of his problem.
Since his awakening to Daoyitu, the number of people he has dreamed of has not reached hundreds of millions or even tens of millions. The joys, sorrows, worries and fears of thousands of people have ultimately affected him greatly.
Even without the old man's criticism, he also sensed his own problem.
Therefore, he wants to solve this problem in the Ten Thousand Suns Realm, and his mind has changed again after thousands of eight hundred years of meditation practice.
Thousands of distracting thoughts are hard to rise in the heart, it seems that there is no dust, and there is no need to wipe it.
But what is also difficult to rise is his original desire, his seven passions and six desires, and his short mind.
He also clearly understood the true meaning of cutting all the Rubik's cube into a divine womb.
Of course, he didn't want to.
Until he returned to Xuan Xing, he had a confusion in his heart that he hadn't had before across the worlds, and what was placed in front of him was the choice of gods and men.
After seven years of walking in the dust, he no longer restrained distracting thoughts, and wandered the world like a mortal. Only then did he really do whatever he wanted.
"I saw Mr. An a few years ago, and I felt that you were like a celestial phantom, like the sky hanging high, super but not human. Looking at it at this time, it is still like this, but it is somewhat difficult to figure out. It seems that the human heart is the Tianxin."
Potter replied softly, with a humble expression, as if he had fully entered in, and thoughts would do.
"The sky is high and the earth is low. The good is good, but the bad may not really have no merit. Happiness, anger, sorrow and joy are manifested in the heart, just as the wind, rain and thunder and lightning are the outer aspects of the sky. The human heart is the human heart, and the sky heart is the sky heart. Why can't we seek common ground while reserving differences? "
In the afterglow of the setting sun, the sky changes and the clouds are red, An Qisheng's heart fades, and his seven-year journey seems like a dream, and he settles down in his heart:
"Wandering the side is the magic, and it is the way to have both sides. Now I know the meaning of the old man, let the flow go, so let it go."
Wang Quan is me, Tai Chi is me, Yuan Yang is also me.
When the heart comes out of the dust, there is a clear light.
"Ok?"
Potter's heart moved, and when he looked at it, he saw a pillar of clear light bursting out of An Qisheng's body, like a pillar at first, like wolf smoke at the end, and finally, like a canopy.
Among them, the five colors are intertwined, and it seems that there are three clear flowers that are slowly turning. In the faint, you can see the twinkle of the figure in the petals like a lotus.
But in the next instant, everything became confused and fell into An Qisheng's body again.
This scene happened extremely quickly, except Potter was aware of it, even the tourists coming and going to take pictures were unaware, it seemed that it never happened.
"Are you Sanhua?" Potter was a little surprised. In the clear light, he seemed to feel a familiar breath.
That seems to be King Quandao...
Could it be true that Mr. An was a certain generation of royal power in the Jiufu world, or even the peerless great master who pioneered the royal power?
You know, although there are five dynasties and three flowers in the Jiufu world, even the seven kings of the past, the kings and Taoists can hardly condense the three flowers.
Even in the three thousand years of history of the Jiufu World, the only people who really condensed Sanhua were the first generation of Wangquan Taoists and the Taibai Patriarch.
"Quit, don’t act rashly and namelessly, you can condense the flowers, there is no fear or fear, there is no anger and no complaints, you can bloom the chihuahua, if you are not persistent, and those who are always awake, you can get the magic flower. Just the spirit..."
An Qisheng was in a good mood and spoke a lot more.
But before he finished speaking, he seemed to feel something in his heart and kept silent.
After seven years of walking in Hongchen, he was truly a foreigner who ignored him. Even in the reincarnation cave, he was handed over to the three-hearted blue spirit boy to control, and he did not touch everything.
But at this time, his mind was clear and his mind was free, and he immediately sensed the changes in the world.
Potter was chewing An Qisheng's account of Sanhua, but he was also startled at this time, but he was conscious of nothing, and asked involuntarily, "What are you looking at?"
An Qisheng's eyes moved slightly, and he saw the wreckage of the spacecraft falling in the ocean: "There is no protection like a sieve, no wonder there are evil guests coming..."
also?
Potter was taken aback for a while, and then he realized that An Qisheng could call him a ‘bad guy’, I’m afraid there is only the ‘Destroying Serpent’ that was seven years ago.
"Could it be that the'Destroying Serpent' made a comeback?"
Potter's expression has changed, UU reading www. He can't forget the battle of uukanshu.com seven years ago, and he is not even qualified to participate in the war.
"A lot more trouble than that stupid snake..."
An Qisheng skillfully took out his mobile phone and sent a message to An's father and An's mother, before he looked faintly at the distant sky.
As if seeing the endless distance.
"Come and not be indecent..."
Potter seemed to hear his self-talk, but before he could hear it clearly, his heart jumped.
There is no sound of breaking the air, no explosion of the sound of breaking the sound, and no ripples in the void, disappearing like a teleportation!
"this is?"
Potter was shocked. It was not An Qisheng who was moving at all, but that he took this step to fit the trajectory of the planet!
In other words, this Mr. An doesn't need to raise his feet at all, and he can travel 80,000 miles a day on the ground!
This power...
He was shocked in his heart, and stepped forward, only to feel that there were invisible barriers around him being penetrated by himself, and the world quickly passed by him in the next instant.
Ares Square, Bacheng, France...
In an instant, it seemed to cross the two continents!
Raising his head slightly, in front of him was an ordinary Taoist temple, and in the Taoist temple, on a quaint mottled Taoist platform, An Qisheng sat cross-legged.
Behind him, clear light reappeared, but this time, that yingying clear light did not burst out of his body.
Rather, it overflowed from the temple behind him where the gods were kept.
Hum~
Faintly, Potter heard the sound of gurgling water, but the clear light grew stronger and stronger, spreading out like a cloud of celebration on the top of the mountain, where the five colors were intertwined and runes flowed.
There seems to be a world unfolding slowly.
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