Chen Cuo returned the favor and asked, "I haven't asked the two famous names yet."
The black-haired old man smiled and said: "My name is Sheng. Everyone who comes here calls me Old Sheng."
The white-haired old man next to him said: "My name is Shan, you can call me Sen."
This name is not very auspicious.
Chen Cuo thought in his mind, and then said: "The two elders should know the purpose of my trip. Although I have just experienced a lot and gained a lot, it is incidental after all. I still want to read the spiritual scriptures and practice them."
It’s convenient.”
Hearing this, Mr. Sheng smiled and said, "Don't worry, it should be yours, it's indispensable after all. I have something I want to ask you first."
Chen Cuo would naturally not refuse.
Mr. Sheng asked: "Just now you pushed the door open and walked through the door without any smell of books. Then you faced the long river of history. Not only did you not dwell on the past, but you decisively cut open the past. How did you do it?"
Chen Cuo didn't hide anything, and said: "Before coming here, I understood some of the essence of magical powers, so that I can be so smooth."
"It is indeed a magical power!" Mr. Sheng was not surprised and said with a smile: "It should be a magical power. Otherwise, given your level, no matter how talented you are, it would be difficult for you to do such a thing. But then again, you can derive such a
The magical power also shows that your Taoist heart and foundation are extraordinary, but what kind of magical power can even cut off the sediment of history?"
Chen Cuo smiled and said nothing.
"Mystical powers are the foundation of a monk, and there is no need to inquire about them," Lao Lao said, looking at Chen Cuo, "The prince's magical powers are not low-level. When you first came to Dongguan, your magical powers had not yet been developed, but now you can use them freely. This
Such talent is rare even in the long history."
Chen Cuo's heart moved, and he looked at the two of them again, only to see a blur, and his guess became clearer.
Aging was aware of it, but did not say anything about it. He just said: "The derivation of magical powers is a personal matter, but the rise and fall of kings and princes on the banks of the long river, turning wisdom into reality, and getting rid of the thoughts of destruction, this move is not trivial.
In fact, blessings and misfortunes are unpredictable..." As he spoke, he took a deep look at Chen Cuo, and finally his eyes fell on Chen Cuo's arms.
There, there was a small gourd and five baht coins.
Chen Cuo looked calm and said with a smile: "Now that he has taken action, I can't just catch him. It's just that the gap in realm is not small, so I can only opportunistically make the two of you laugh."
The old man sighed and said: "I admire the king's wisdom and his Taoist heart as solid as a rock. However, using the sword of wisdom to evolve the reincarnation of the dynasty, although it is great wisdom, may actually increase the evil thoughts. After all, most of them
Wisdom should be treasured and collected, and should not be shown lightly to others. The figure you saw before can be said to be the source of troubled times. It is the result of hundreds of years of broken and troubled times, and the accumulation of countless miserable thoughts. It is crazy and violent. Once it comes to the world, it will be a catastrophe.
"
"You two understand the situation better than me. I discussed it with my sword of wisdom and got a little bit of the other person's will, so I have some insights." Chen Cuo did not shy away, "From what you two mean, he should be
It's calm, but since it was born with the idea of destroying the country and chaos, does it have the idea of self?"
As he spoke, he thought of the evil ghost.
The evil ghost is derived from the incense and human thoughts. Because there is no one to control it, it has its own original thoughts. In turn, it wants to usurp Chen Cuo's master position and become the guest.
Before, he used the sword of wisdom to play out the reincarnation of the dynasty in a blurry figure, and he also came into contact with some will, and had some insights in his heart.
Sheng Lao seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and said: "The thought of destruction is already considered an independent will, but after all, it spanned a long time and gathered the thoughts of the north and the south before it took shape. Therefore, the thoughts are mixed, chaotic and obscure, with almost only a little bit of instinct, and there is still a little bit of instinct.
It doesn’t count as having a self-consciousness.”
Aging said: "We said that he cannot sort it out. This is exactly the reason. Decline is actually the tide of the times. It cannot be stopped. At most, it is just delaying and trying to restrain..." He shook his head, "It's difficult!"
Chen Cuo recalled what he had seen and heard in his previous life, coupled with the feedback from the Glazed Wisdom Sword, the five baht coins in his arms trembled slightly. He felt something in the Taoist heart, and even more dynasty purple energy blended into it. He was so blessed that his soul was vaguely glimpsed.
A little mystery.
After thinking for a moment, he said: "Since it is difficult to eliminate, it will inevitably exist forever. Since it is formed by absorbing all the thoughts, if you just let it go and suppress it every day, it may be counterproductive. It is better to try to sort out and guide it. Even if it cannot be refined, it will always be the same."
Can be restrained..."
After a pause, Chen Cuo said: "Is he really the thought of destruction, or does others regard him as the thought of destruction?"
The black and white elders were startled, their eyes flashed with thoughts, and even a hint of reminiscence, but then their expressions changed.
Boom!
After Chen Cuo finished speaking, the entire floor suddenly trembled, and streaks of mist spread out from the floor.
"The Lord's words gave rise to the thought of destruction."
As Mr. Sheng spoke, he activated the divine light with Sensen.
Suddenly, many scenes appeared behind the two, and the aura of the reincarnation of the dynasty fell, covering the entire house, suppressing the mist again.
Chen Cuo looked at the scene in front of him and was comprehending. The five baht coins in his arms trembled again.
The Taoist in his heart was also shaking with spiritual light, and a bit of purple energy circulated in his body, manifesting some scenes. But immediately with his heart beating, a bit of fire light circulated, suppressing the purple energy.
With a thought in his heart, Chen Cuo glanced at his feet and frowned slightly.
The strangeness on the ground has been suppressed again.
The black and white elders opened their eyes again and looked at Chen Cuo with a somewhat complicated expression.
Suddenly, Old Sheng said: "If it is true as Junhou said, the thoughts of destruction are chaotic and contradictory inside, and can be restrained and educated like the essence of incense, but after all, he has been suppressed for hundreds of years, and his hatred has been deeply rooted, and he wants to
Relief is not that easy. After all, the thought of incense has an owner and can only be restrained, but the thought of destruction has no owner. It cannot be achieved without great perseverance, great opportunity, and great wisdom!"
Lao Lao thought for a moment and said: "Destruction is ultimately unstoppable, but heroes are also seen at the end of troubled times. The kings and princes have not yet truly become enlightened, but they have already encountered the thought of destruction. This may be a sign. In the future, there may be a chance to save the common people.
."
Chen Cuo shook his head and said: "I don't have such ambitions, but when the time comes, no one can do it alone, and everyone should do their part."
"These are all afterthoughts, why do we need to worry about it so much?" Mr. Sheng said, changing the subject and ending the topic, "The Lord is not in a hurry to look for spiritual books now."
Chen Cuo smiled and said: "The classics are easy to read, but I may not have the opportunity to talk to the two elders only a few times."
Hearing this, Mr. Sheng stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Listening to your words, could it be that you have noticed that we are following our footsteps?"
Chen Cuo nodded and said, "There are some guesses."
"With your talent, you must have guessed pretty well, so there's no need to lie."
Aging said, waved his hand, and the surrounding scene suddenly changed. In the originally empty room, the light and shadow distorted and changed, and bookshelves gradually appeared, filled with books and jade slips, surrounding the two of them.
"We are originally a pair of black and white pieces in the hands of Ban Mengjian. We were nourished by historians' articles and gained a little bit of spirit. Only then did we reveal our true meaning. We gained the meaning of rise and fall in the bookstore. We were entrusted by people for six hundred years and received the orders of all the people.