MTL - I Am Immortal-Chapter 55 The only way is the only way!

  Chapter 55 Only the way but the difficulty!

   "The lower multiplication method..."

Qi Wuhuo was stunned. Earlier, the old man talked about all kinds of immortals of all ranks, starting from what he knew [only cultivating nature but not fate], extending to many brothers and sisters he had met along the way, and then thinking of the immortals far away from the crane. The many mountain gods in Lianshan, from these familiar characters to Senior Sister Yumiao, and even the realm after Senior Sister Yumiao broke through.

  All the way to the emperors in the sky, Tianzun, and the Buddha of the West.

  Starting calmly, the narration is already majestic and magnificent at the end.

  But it was only in exchange for a sentence from the old man's mouth, the evaluation of the lower multiplication method.

  Just four words, it has already stirred up countless waves in the heart of the young man.

The old man didn't continue his narration, but sat under the two pine trees, raised his hand and stroked his beard, and just asked with a smile: "Although it is said to be a lower vehicle method, it can already make the world grow old but I am not old, and the sun and the moon die and die." I am not dead, I call myself Emperor, Buddha, Heavenly Venerable, and no one can say a word about you, this is the real deal."

   "Then Wuhuo thinks, what can be the superior method?"

  Qi Wuhuo traveled all the way, and what he saw and realized was stirred up in his heart. The young Taoist replied:

   "Concentrate on one, to seek the Dao, without distracting thoughts, and not to be contaminated by foreign things."

   "Inwardly, it is to practice hard, so that the true spirit is pure. Externally, one has seen everything in the world, and will not be attached to everything."

   "I also go through calamities and preach, but I don't go through tribulations for the sake of realm, and I don't go to preach for the sake of harvesting the luck of heaven and earth."

   "There is nothing to do, but nothing to do."

   "Do nothing, do nothing, just be willful."

   "Treat all things and laws equally, be honest with Tao, and be honest with yourself..."

  He slowly expressed the sentiments of the brothers he saw.

The old man seemed a little surprised, and then nodded with a smile and replied: "Yes, your understanding is indeed extraordinary and refined. As a teacher, I thought you couldn't think of this. What you saw, thought and gained along the way is actually in the world. To teach you how to practice, if you can say these words yourself, you have obtained my true inheritance."

   "Your senior brother Xuandu has walked on this path, and now he has achieved a positive result."

   "The title is Miao Le Tianzun, and he is the Great Emperor of Lingguan."

  Qi Wuhuo asked: "Teacher, how about this road?"

  The old man swept the whisk in his hand, and replied: "For this reason, you can prove the Daluo Tianxian, the Hunyuan Dao fruit."

   "One thought is pure, all worries are clear, the sky is above the sky, and all souls can learn from it."

   "The spiritual light is immortal, and a little of its true nature reaches nothingness, shining three thousand."

  The old man stroked his beard with a gentle voice, and what he said was so high that Qi Wuhuo could no longer understand it.

I just feel that the last four-sentence and sixteen-character description of [Aura is not extinguished, a little truth, reaches nothingness, and shines three thousand) has an indescribable bearing and calmness, although it is not as complicated and domineering as the Tianxian Zhengguo described earlier. , but even more mysterious, people can't help but yearn for it.

  The young Taoist thought about the realm of this senior brother Xuandu, and said:

   "Senior brother Xuandu, is he a good one?"

  The old man stroked his beard for a while, then replied:

   "Be devout to the Tao, follow my teachings, practice through calamities, do things and do nothing."

   "Prove the unity of Hunyuan."

   "Cultivate with the heaven and the earth, breathe out the sun and the moon."

   "But it's only moderate."

  Only moderate...

  The young Taoist looked at the old man, clasped his hands and asked:

   "Dare to ask the best!"

  The old man stroked his beard and smiled gently: "If you want to hear the answer, it's fine, just listen to it."

   "My disciple, you should know."

  Qi Wuhuo stepped forward, and the old man smiled before speaking the first word.

  Boom! !

Unknowingly, a huge gust of wind has hit, and under the pressure of the layers of clouds in the sky, it seems that the vitality has turned into thunder, exploded, and rushed away. Similarly, there were black winds and evil clouds that covered the stars and all phenomena in the sky.

   But here, there are only two pine trees and a bluestone. The old man is smiling and talking to his youngest disciple.

   "Just a little light in the center of the eyebrows can win the good fortune of the world, and you can learn the truth of yin and yang."

   "It can make [being] return to [nothing], and [nothing] return to [being]."

   "That's all."

  Qi Wuhuo said: "What is returned to nothing, what is not returned to being."

   These eight characters seem extremely mysterious, but Qi Wuhuo still can't understand them.

  The old man smiled and said: "Okay, this is still far away from you, you just need to know it."

   "However, you know this superior method, and I know it."

   "Just don't tell others."

   "Speaking of which, what path does Wuhuo want to build?"

  A boy is always in high spirits and in high spirits.

  It's like the young scholar who studied in a ruined temple when he was young, and talked about five hundred years of great changes in the world in a game of chess.

   Just like that young and unruly young swordsman who held a wooden stick, raised his eyes and said that he wanted to point directly at the Supreme Hunyuan Dao.

  At this moment, like them in the past, he also replied naturally: "I want to practice the Supreme Way."

  The old man looked at him gently, and said after a long time:

   "I really miss you. I have heard of you before."

  The old man said with a calm voice, "You are certainly not the first person who has seen these brothers, nor is it the first disciple who is qualified to listen to the old man talk about this Dao of Immortals."

   "There is a person who has also met them and said words that are very similar to yours."

   "That child is also one-hearted, and only cultivates the Tao."

  Qi Wuhuo asked: "Who is that brother?"

  The old man stroked his beard and replied gently:

   "Tao is a thing, but it is only trance. In trance, there is an image in it, and in a trance, there is something in it."

   "Looky and dark, there is essence in it, and its essence is very [true], so I give it a Taoist name—"

   "Xuanzhen."

  Qi Wuhuo said: "Brother Xuanzhen chose the best way?"

  The old man replied: "Yes."

  So a lot of curiosity arose in the heart of the young Taoist.

  It is a generation of Xuan characters, and it is true, what expectations.

  He was looking forward to meeting this senior brother Xuanzhen, he felt that this senior brother could answer his confusion.

The senior brothers he saw before, some were obsessed with fame, some were bound by love. The experiences he saw were changeable and filled his heart, as if something was about to be broken from the bottom of his heart, but For a while, it was not clear enough. After hearing the Dao, it seemed that there was something to gain, but it seemed that there was nothing to gain.

   It seems that he wants to use these brothers and sisters as a warning, and he seems to feel that he has nothing to worry about since he concentrates on practicing the Dao.

  This Xuanzhen should have already accomplished his cultivation.

   Like your own future.

   he thought so.

  With expectation and warmth.

  With doubts and thoughts about the rest of the brothers.

  Take what you have seen and thought along the way.

   Until the old man brought him to Xuanzhen.

  A dry tomb.

   How many jackdaws with withered vines, the cold wind is blowing on your face!

  A lingering haze seemed to rise from the bottom of my heart.

Like a sword, it cut off all the doubts and thoughts in Qi Wuhuo's heart, all his expectations and warmth, those flukes, the vigilance of seeing the seniors sinking, a little bit of self-pride, and hearing the truth The joy I felt was completely cut off, and there was nothing left.

  The thunder exploded, the cold wind blew the drizzle on the mountain, startled a few jackdaws, the young Taoist's cloud sleeves were swept by the cold wind, and many pictures and choices flashed in his eyes—

  A person who is obsessed with obsession.

   Those who fail to get what they want.

   Those who are enlightened but not out.

  All kinds of pictures, countless possibilities, love and hate, love and hatred, nostalgia in the world of mortals, and finally turned into a three-foot lonely grave.

  See all beings, see self, see Dao.

  See life and death after hearing the truth!

The Dao heart that Qi Wuhuo conceived along the way seemed to be illuminated by the thunder that split the sky, and became cold and sober. It seemed that the confusion was not worth mentioning, but he felt that the Dao was vast and desolate, and the feeling of loneliness and coldness came across his face. Come on, Qi Wuhuo suddenly remembered the mountain god's complex sigh that contained countless emotions, even though he didn't know the experience of the senior brother in front of him—

  On the road to longevity.

   Count all the corpses!

  Fellow Daoist, take care.

  PS:

  The Theory of the Three Vehicles comes from "Theory of the Three Vehicles of Taoism" by the real person in Chongyang

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