After confirming that Guo Jia was no longer a threat, Yu Xian was finally able to take action against Gui Ji and Nanchuan Ghost King.
"Whether the Shou Wu clan contacted me on their own initiative, or if someone was instigating it behind the scenes, it's not something I can handle easily."
"This matter involves fallen gods, and I know nothing about gods. On the contrary, witches have been able to communicate and please gods since ancient times. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle. This game has not even begun, and I am at a disadvantage.
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"No one else is reliable on this matter. Maybe I can ask for help from the masters. Zhang Daoling has established a foundation in Heming Taoist Palace, and he may know some secrets about Guangchengzi. That Guangchengzi is the teacher of Huangdi, and it is rumored that
The head of the Twelve Golden Immortals, his affairs can be used as a reference."
Yu Xian was determined. After leaving Guo Jia's place, he went back and had a good sleep.
Early the next morning, I went out in high spirits to find the station of Heming Taoist Palace.
Heming Taoist Palace also found a quiet place to set up camp. When the ghost soldiers and Taoist soldiers patrolling back and forth saw Yu Xian, they all respectfully called him uncle.
After asking about the purpose of his visit, Yu Xian was led by a Taoist boy to a reed tent.
The reeds are open all around, and the forest wind is in your arms.
The old Taoist Chongxuanzi was doing his homework among them.
The old Taoist opened his eyes, saw Yu Xian, smiled and said, "There is a new incense burner, let's sit together."
After Yu Xian finished the ceremony, he sat down next to Chongxuanzi.
The old Taoist pointed to the incense burner that was emitting thin smoke, and asked Yu Xian, "How is it?"
Yu Xian took a gentle sniff, with some surprise on his face, "This breath is long and long, and it doesn't seem to be born from the ashes. It is more like a germinated seed, a newly sprouted bud, or like thunder and fire forging to open up wasteland.
The vitality is endless.”
The old Taoist glanced at Yu Xian approvingly, "My teaching is not in vain."
Yu Xian even said he didn't dare. He was a little curious about the strange thing in the incense burner, but he also knew that the old man didn't mention it. He thought there was some reason.
The two of them meditated for a while.
After Yu Xian's impetuousness was gone and his mind was calm, Chong Xuanzi opened his eyes and asked, "My disciple came to see me early in the morning. Why?"
Yu Xian quickly asked for advice respectfully, "As a disciple, I have been practicing Taoism for a long time, and I often have doubts in my heart."
"Oh?" The old Taoist smiled after hearing this. He raised his hand and motioned to the Taoist boys serving in Lu Peng to step back. "Let's talk about it and see if our teacher can clear up the confusion."
Yu Xian couldn't directly inquire about the gods.
He considered his words carefully, "My disciples don't understand. What is God's will, what is God, and what is destiny?"
The old Taoist was a little surprised when he heard this.
"Why do you ask this question? God's will is unpredictable. Who dares to comment? How can a poor man dare to speak nonsense?"
Yu Xian couldn't say too deeply, so he could only say, "I suddenly asked this question."
The old Taoist nodded after hearing this and pondered for a moment.
Just then he slowly replied, "Although God's will is unpredictable, there are also sages who have glimpsed the secrets of heaven and enlightened future generations. The Tao Te Ching says that the heaven and the earth are not benevolent, and treat all things as stupid dogs. I have been practicing Taoism for a long time, and I have many myths, but I feel this
Words are the most reasonable."
Yu Xian frowned, these are just common sense.
Under the sky, who is not a dog, and who is not an ant?
I don’t know what the old man means by this.
Is it just perfunctory?
But it shouldn't be.
Yu Xian was certain in his mind. Thinking of business, he held his breath and asked, "My disciple wants to know, what is a god?"
"God?"
The old man was silent for a longer time this time. After a while, he stroked his beard, looked at Yu Xian and said calmly, "The gods are hoes, knives and axes, bells and chimes, and tools for defecation."
After hearing this, Yu Xian became even more confused.
What metaphors are these?
Nothing else. How can a majestic god be described as a toilet?
Yu Xian had no time to think and continued to ask, "Then what is destiny?"
The old man smiled, and his answer was much simpler this time.
"Destiny is to let the hoe know that it should plow the field, let the sword and ax know that it should chop, let the bells and chimes vibrate with golden sounds, and let the utensils of defecation be willing to fall into obscurity."
After hearing this, Yu Xian thought about what the old Taoist had said before, and suddenly he became enlightened.
It turns out, that’s how it is!
He thought about it carefully and then asked, "Is it true that many ancient gods are like this?"
"Ancient? How ancient?" Chongxuanzi asked.
Yu Xian replied, "For example, Lao Tzu, the patriarch who handed down the five thousand words of the Tao Te Ching, or the immortal leader Guangchengzi who suffered from the shadow of our Heming Taoist Palace."
Hearing this, Chongxuanzi shook his head and laughed, "These two are not ancient, they are both young and powerful gods."
Yu Xian was stunned as he listened.
Are these two not old enough?
This is an existence that goes straight back to prehistoric times.
Seeing Yu Xian's surprised look, the old Taoist was obviously quite amused.
He said lightly, "Those are just lies to you. It is precisely because these two gods were born late that they have the opportunity to be at the top. To put it simply, in order to prove that they are powerful enough, these newly born gods often
Claiming that they are more powerful and more ancient than the previous gods. And this actually proves their status as successors. Because those fallen ancient gods cannot be refuted."
Yu Xian's eyes widened, feeling that his cognitive world had collapsed.
How else could it be like this?!
The old Taoist blew the incense burner gently, and the lingering smoke rose.
The old Taoist said calmly, "Many gods that you think are ancient enough...maybe are walking in the world."
After hearing this, Yu Xian had goosebumps.
What do you mean by this?
This is so scary to think about!
However, if you think about it carefully, what this veteran said seems to make sense.
It is precisely because latecomers can modify the legend at will that they have the opportunity to catch up from behind.
Therefore, the God of Fire, who was born very early, became the great-great-grandson of the Yellow Emperor, who was born later.
Guangchengzi, who was born later, became Huangdi's master.
Guangchengzi was soon considered a disciple by the newly born god, who was called Yuanshi Tianzun.
After a long time, another god was born.
That was Lao Tzu, who guarded the Zhou Dynasty. In order to prove that he was old enough, he claimed that he was the elder brother of Yuanshi Tianzun, and even claimed that he participated in the great disaster of King Wu's defeat of Zhou.
As for Pangu, who claimed to be even more ancient and the founder of the world, he was not even born at the end of the Han Dynasty!
There is no trace of this god in this world yet.
If what Chongxuanzi said is true and the timeline of the mythical era is disrupted again, what will be the truth of this world?
Yu Xian asked seriously, "So, whether the gods are powerful depends on their mission, not whether they are ancient?"
Yu Xian's eyes were shining with expectation.
If according to what Chong Xuanzi said, gods are just a means for God to realize his own intentions, then are the beautiful and female demons he has to face not irresistible existences?
As someone with a destiny, will I also have the opportunity to have my own legend?
Is it possible to make oneself into an older being?