Chapter Three Hundred and Fortieth Saints Preaching
A Taoist priest suddenly appeared next to Zhang Song. He looked very ordinary. He was wearing a ge robe and mango shoes, just like an ordinary Taoist priest in a Taoist temple.
But when Zhang Song looked into his eyes, he seemed to see the history of the creation of the vast universe and the chaotic universe.
This is a magical power, and it is also a magical power born out of the Great Dao. It opens up the chaos and wilderness at your fingertips, and re-cultivates the earth, wind, water and fire.
Zhang Song seemed to have seen that thousands of chaotic eras ago, the chaotic nothingness evolved from Taiyi to Taiji, and a chaotic chicken was born; among them, after gestating for hundreds of millions of years, a muscular man emerged from the chicken.
, and finally opened up an infinite world.
In a flash of ten thousand years, Zhang Song once again saw the scene of Pangu spreading the Tao, with the soul splitting into three pure beings, and the body turning into twelve witch clans; in another moment, the heavenly saint Zhou Qing was born in response to countless calamities, condensed Pangu's true body, and touched the creation of the Tao.
Zhang Song couldn't help but yearn for such the essence of the Great Dao and the Dharma of Pangu's True Body. Even the essence of Du Tian Shen Sha was so detailed, directly condensing the path of the Great Dao and Dharmakaya.
The road to heaven is right in front of you, so why bother to dig out your own road?
The method of Pangu's true body may not be unsuitable for his own body. A method to open the sky is right in front of him. Isn't it a good idea to switch to this path?
Dang!
An immeasurable sound, like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, sounded out of nowhere in the depths of Zhang Song's soul. This sound was like an alarm bell ringing for a long time, spreading far and wide in Zhang Song's body and soul. It not only woke him up, but also shocked him.
Get rid of Zhang Song’s temporary greed!
'What a risk! I almost lost this whole life!'
Zhang Song was shocked and a little scared. He almost fell into Zhou Qing's way just now. Fortunately, he stopped in time, otherwise he would have lost all his ways.
"Fellow Taoist has not lost himself in Pindao's Kaitian essence, but he will have the opportunity to talk about Taoism in the future." Zhou Qing smiled when he saw Zhang Song coming over with clear eyes, and then stretched out his hand, and the place instantly turned into a fairyland.
A blessed land, a place that all souls yearn for.
Two futons appeared next to Zhou Qing and Zhang Song. Zhou Qing walked to one of them and sat on it, then motioned for Zhang Song to sit with him.
When Zhang Song saw this, he didn't know what the saint was thinking; but the glance just now made him understand a lot of things. The person in front of him was probably the dharma body projection of the saint Zhou Qing, and he had the true meaning of San San Da Luo.
That's why Zhang Song looked at each other and almost fell in completely. If the alarm bell in the depths of his soul hadn't awakened him, he might have become the clone of this saint.
The strength of this powerful man is far beyond what Zhang Song can do. Even now, Zhang Song feels that even his thoughts of retreat can be sensed by this saint. Really, no thoughts can be concealed.
After Zhang Song saw Zhou Qing's gesture, he also sat on the futon opposite him. As soon as he sat down, Zhang Song suddenly became much clearer and understood many things in the fog.
"Sage Zhou Qing, did you come to me just to give Du Tian Shen Sha a gift?" Zhang Song asked as soon as he sat down; he wanted to understand Zhou Qing's purpose and why he came to him with the help of Shi Hao.
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If it was said that it was simply for the purpose of giving the Dutian Shensha Formation, then Feng Baobao probably wouldn't believe it; and the Taoist Shi Hao said was the one who blocked it, it should be Zhou Qing.
"Yes and no, although Dutian Shensha is a way for me to become a Taoist, it is also a small way. I am here just to meet my Taoist friends. There is some karma between you and me because of that person, so to speak.
It was caused by a momentary impatience..."
Zhou Qing paused for a moment, then seemed to ponder for a while before continuing.
"Also, Pindao is no longer a saint. He left that world about 2,741 Era of Chaos. You and I, fellow Taoists, can be equal."
Zhang Song was thoughtful after hearing this. The higher his cultivation level, the more vague his words became. Zhang Song only guessed the meaning of three points from Zhou Qing's words, which may not be correct.
Zhou Qing probably benefited from the person who attacked Zhang Song, so this case was an attempt to stop Shi Hao. As for what it was, Zhou Qing had just hinted that it might be related to leaving the position of a saint, and to put it simply, among them
There must be other twists and turns, otherwise why would Zhou Qing agree to stop Shi Hao twice...
"Fellow Taoist, can you tell me who that person is?" Zhang Songruo asked tentatively. Zhou Qing had dealt with that person several times and should know the details of that person.
"That man had a grudge against you and blocked his way..." After Zhou Qing said this, he smiled and said nothing. No matter how Zhang Song asked, he refused to reveal more information.
Zhou Qing didn't want to say more, and it was useless no matter what Zhang Song said. In front of Zhou Qing's dharma body projection, Zhang Song felt that there was no concealment in any of his expressions, and all his thoughts were revealed under Zhou Qing's gaze.
Shocked in his heart, he put aside those small thoughts and turned to ask Dutian Shensha for advice.
Zhou Qing laughed when he heard this, and then started talking about morality, from the beginning of the creation of the world to the splitting of Pangu's physical body among the twelve witch ancestors.
No matter how this world is developed, it cannot escape the path of clear and turbid yin and yang; the pure air rises, the turbid air sinks, and divides everything in the world; if there is too much pure air, it becomes the spiritual treasure of heaven and earth, and if there is too much turbid air, it becomes ordinary things, and even worse.
Ordinary monks don't like it. They meditate in order to cut off the turbid air in the body and accumulate magic power to live as long as heaven.
However, Dutian Shensha did the opposite, gathered billions of turbid qi, and reversed the path to achieve enlightenment.
While the two were talking about Taoism, this small world turned into a treasure. A Daluo's Dharmakaya projection could shape countless universes and worlds with just one word, and the moral essence in them could even turn into a god to guard them.
An infinite ocean of worlds!
"Fellow Taoist, can the dead be resurrected?"
Zhou Qing asked suddenly. Zhang Song was startled when he heard this, but he didn't know what Zhou Qing meant.
Can the dead be resurrected?
How can this be generalized? If it is a mortal, even hundreds of millions of living beings can be brought back to life by Zhang Song; but if it is a monk or a person with great supernatural powers, the greater the cause and effect involved, the more difficult it is. Therefore, Zhang Song did not know how to answer Zhou for the moment.
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"Then it depends on whether fellow Taoist friends are willing..."
"Yes, willingness and unwillingness are all in the same thought; fellow Taoist also knows it in his heart, but he is still like that fellow Taoist stone, obsessed with it and unwilling to wake up..."
Zhou Qing's words were so incomprehensible that Zhang Song was confused for a moment.
But suddenly he saw Zhou Qing raising his head to look at him, with a flash of grandeur in his eyes, like a bottomless abyss, which instantly made Zhang Song's eyesightless. Zhou Qing wanted to plot against Zhang Song, and no matter how he prepared, there were countless things he could do.
All he could see was the void of long years and the vastness of the vast universe; Zhou Qing's eyes seemed to have traveled through countless years and endless void. Finally, with a sudden shock, he saw a Taoist priest sitting cross-legged in the void, with his eyes closed tightly and lifeless, as if
That's like a dead person.
After seeing this Taoist, Zhou Qing asked: "Brother Taoist has become obsessed, why not give up for a while and wait for the next opportunity to come before taking action again?"
When the Taoist heard the words, his eyelids moved slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes; he looked at Zhou Qing across the endless years, and finally shook his head slowly, and then there was a roar, like the sound of a thousand pieces breaking, and everything fell into nothingness.
But Zhang Song, who was in the small world of Immortal Ancient Jedi, suddenly came back to his senses, only to find that there was no one in front of him, and even the futon was only for one person.