No one understood it, but Xu Wuzhou was immersed in it, constantly thinking about the question of what is Tao.
Where is Xu Wuzhou standing at this time?
The visions of heaven and earth kept sinking into his body.
The surging Taoist rhyme also penetrated into his limbs and bones.
It's just that... Xu Wuzhou's visions of heaven and earth are not complete.
It's not really a Taoist experience, so it just breaks apart after just a moment.
But although these visions are not true enlightenment, they are all visions of the Holy Way.
Even if just a wisp of it penetrated into Xu Wuzhou's body, the effect would be extremely terrifying.
Some very weak Taoist beings may not be as effective as this moment of vision baptism.
The most important thing is that there are so many of them. The visions of heaven and earth of the Holy Dao appear again and again, and each time they carry the rhyme of the Dao to baptize Xu Wuzhou's whole body. This effect makes even madmen pay attention.
Even it doesn't understand how this will react.
"What is Tao?"
This question still makes Xu Wuzhou immersed in it.
He cannot be like the sages. He has read a lot of the sages' teachings, but he still understands the meaning of their teachings.
But he can't do it, it's not his way.
As a modern person, we rarely study what the illusory Tao is.
The research is all about real things.
Xu Wuzhou thought about his past life and his own experiences.
"The teacher thinks that it is good for me to study hard and get good grades."
"My lover believes that having her in every dream I have is the truth."
“My parents believe that I don’t need to be rich, as long as I am healthy and happy.”
"My friends believe that having the same temperament as me and being outgoing is the way to go."
But, how could Tao have the answer?
He once wanted to be a good student of his teacher, a good son of his parents, a good husband of his lover, and a good brother of his friends.
However, he never got first place in the exam, was a scumbag who had multiple girls appear in his dreams, smoked and drank to the detriment of his health, and parted ways with his friends because of mutual hostility.
Likewise, he cannot learn the benevolence and righteousness of Confucius, the universal love of Mozi, and the naturalness of Laozi.
In fact, he is just an ordinary person among all living beings. He has never thought too much about it.
Just because of an accident, I came to this world, came into contact with martial arts, and suddenly had a different life.
But in fact, he is still the Xu Wuzhou he once was, and his temperament has not changed because of this.
This is also the reason why he has never entered Taoism.
But at this moment... the word "what is the way" kept asking him, making him immersed in it and constantly extricate himself.
Xu Wuzhou was confused and thought a lot.
Everyone can choose his own way, but he cannot choose his own way.
Because he is not a warrior cultivated by this world, he is just an ordinary modern person.
He can't live like what his parents, lovers, and friends see him to be like, nor can he live like Confucius, Laozi, or Mozi, nor even what he wants to live like.
So what is his way?
Xu Wuzhou thought for a while, Confucius, Laozi and Mozi wanted the world to become what they imagined, and the people in this world to become what they imagined.
Parents, lovers, and friends also want you to become what they imagine you to be.
The answer is found in the Tao, which is actually self-perception and self-knowledge.
In fact, you are the Tao! The Tao is the road, but it is the way you go.
Wherever you go, there is the road.
If this is the case, then why bother with what is Tao?
What is Tao?
You are the Tao, how you walk and what path you take is the Tao.
Standing still, that is also the way.
Everyone wants you to be what they imagine you to be, that's their way.
You can't be what they imagine, and you can't be what you imagine yourself to be.
So what should you do if you are stuck on this?
As long as you are yourself, that is what you are, and that is the Tao.
Xu Wuzhou thought of a poem, "The bamboo stick and the mango shoes are lighter than the horse, who is afraid?"
You can live your whole life in mist and rain! Carrying a bamboo stick and dragging straw sandals is easier than riding a horse. These are just small things, so what’s so scary about them?
Wearing a raincoat and letting the wind blow and rain, I still live my life.
That is, does it matter whether it is Tao or not?
The most important thing is to live your life, this is the Tao! Xu Wuzhou's thoughts were clear, and his soul that was imprisoned in the Tao was instantly awakened and freed from it.
He felt extremely comfortable, and he couldn't help laughing and read out this poem: "The bamboo stick and mango shoes beat the horse easily, who is afraid?"
You can live your whole life under the mist and rain!"
Xu Wuzhou's voice was loud and clear, and as he read these words, countless rhymes erupted from his whole body.
Between heaven and earth, strange phenomena suddenly appeared.
A phantom condensed and appeared in the sky.
This phantom, constructed of countless Dao rhyme runes, sat in the void. This phantom appeared, and the purple energy and countless golden flower phenomena collapsed directly.
It seemed as if this phantom had shattered the heavenly phenomena of the Holy Path.
Dai Yaoyao, Zhou Si and others were below, and they could not see Xu Wuzhou.
But they could clearly see the visions of heaven and earth hanging high in the sky.
Everyone's eyes were straightened when they saw the vision of heaven and earth.
Because they saw such a vision of heaven and earth for the first time, there was a phantom of a person in the void. This phantom looked nothing like anything else, it looked exactly like Xu Wuzhou.
This visionary shadow sat cross-legged in the sky, eyes closed, as if asleep, extremely quiet.
At this time, Xu Wuzhou's heroic voice reciting that poem came from the high platform.
"This..." "Entering Taoism through poetry?"
"Xu Wuzhou has entered Taoism again?"
"What path have you entered?"
"..." Everyone was stunned, especially Fujiko, who was born in Jixia Academy. He stared blankly at the void of heaven and earth, unable to understand.
He had also heard that Xu Wuzhou was talented, but he never thought that he would actually enter Taoism through literature.
Dai Yaoyao looked at the scene. Although she listened to Xu Wuzhou's poems, she looked at the vision and felt that it was not just as simple as entering Taoism through poetry.
It's just that he was too far away and couldn't feel what the phantom world was like.
"You can live your whole life under the mist and rain!"
Zhou Si murmured to herself and looked at the field. There was a faint light surging and aura flowing around her body.
Dai Yaoyao was standing aside. She was slightly startled when she saw this scene.
"She actually re-entered Taoism through this?"
Xu Wuzhou helped her to enter Taoism, and now he helps Zhou Si?
He is really fair! Yu Feng is not here, otherwise he would scold his mother when he saw it.
Because he saw that Xu Wuzhou could help someone become a Taoist by writing a poem once, which was simply unbelievable.
Xu Wuzhou didn't know what he was thinking below. At this moment, Xu Wuzhou stood there, feeling the changes in himself.
Everyone has always thought that he has entered Taoism, but in fact this is all an illusion.
Even though the Sword of Annihilation is imprinted deep in his soul, it is still his way.
But that was not the Tao he had entered. Only now could he truly enter the Tao.