Ancestor Qu Ping lost his soul and walked to the Miluo River. His color was haggard, and his eyes were blank.
Sometimes he looked at the river, sometimes at the distant mountains, and sometimes at his own reflection in the river.
As far as the eye can see, everything is dyed with endless sorrow.
The clear sky that was cloudless for thousands of miles suddenly turned gloomy and gloomy, and it rained continuously.
The distant mountain, which was originally clear and green, suddenly lost all color and turned gray.
The Miluo River, who was originally on the shore of Zhi Tinglan, suddenly lost all anger. The river water turned into a torrent, and the angry waves crashed on the shore, just like the heart of the ancestor Qu Ping at the moment, unable to calm down.
"Hey! It's so good, why did it suddenly rain!" There were many Chu people fishing and working by the river, but when they saw the weather, they all ran to a grass hut by the river to hide from the rain.
Ancestor Qu Ping did not hide from the rain. He was like an alien, standing in the rain, out of tune with the whole world.
Seeing this scene, some of those who were sheltering from the rain in the grass hut laughed, while others sighed.
"Isn't this doctor Sanlu really crazy as rumored? When it rains, he doesn't hide, and he's not afraid of getting sick."
"Be careful! Doctor Sanlu is an aristocrat of Chu... He is just sad and depressed, how dare you call him crazy!"
"The news that Yingdu was broken hit him too hard..."
"Poor, if the previous king was willing to listen to the advice of Doctor Sanlu, why would we be here in the state of Chu..."
"Huh? Look over there, there is a little doll who didn't hide from the rain, and he doesn't know how to hide when it rains. Could it be that he's also a fool?"
The little doll that everyone refers to is Ning Fan, who is now a child.
Ning Fan went ashore and walked slowly along the river. The water splashed by the torrent sometimes splashed down and dripped onto his body, but he didn't wipe it off.
The rain from the sky fell on his body, and he did not avoid it, as if he fit into the Tao, as if it was integrated with the rain between heaven and earth, as if the rain was originally a part of his body.
Whether it's water spray or rain, it's all icy cold. With Ning Fan's cultivation base, he felt a chill to the bones.
In fact, it is not rain or water that is cold, but the Taoist thoughts and mourning that are imbued in it.
"Is this person the object of my Dao Nian battle... This person's Dao Nian is very strong! This person's cultivation base has clearly not entered the third step, but his Dao Nian is so strong that he has already stepped into the third step..."
Ning Fan's expression didn't change, but he was a little surprised.
This old man who seemed to be withered, desperate and sad in front of him was such a powerful character!
The cultivation base has not yet entered the third step, but the Taoist thoughts have penetrated into the sky!
"If this person is in a prime state, even if I have all kinds of advantages, I will only have a five-point chance of winning in this decisive battle of Taoism. Three points are a draw, and the remaining two points are to lose..."
"Unfortunately, there is nothing more grief than the death of the heart. This person's heart is dead, so his Taoist thoughts have lost all their warmth. It is not difficult to overcome such a decadent Taoist thoughts..." Ning Fan's eyes flickered, and he could see the clue.
Although he has not yet remembered who he is, he can use some magical powers by instinct.
Ancestor Qu Ping seemed to have never seen Ning Fan in the distance.
He didn't remember that he was in the battle of Taoism at this moment.
He only remembered half of who he was.
I only remembered the first half of his life, but couldn't remember the second half of his life.
In the first half of his life, he was Qu Ping, the doctor of Sanlu in Chu State, and a sinner who was exiled twice.
But what crime did he commit
Ha ha.
If it is a sin to be loyal and straightforward, and if it is a sin to refuse to join forces with this filthy world, then he is really a sinner.
If it was in the past, he still hoped that the king of Chu State would wake up, understand his loyalty, and restore the country's declining fortune...
But now, nothing matters.
The moment Chu Guoguo was breached, his heart was completely dead.
The king abandoned the capital and fled in a hurry. Although the current state of Chu may be safe for the time being, at the moment when the capital of the country was destroyed, the luck of a country had been taken away by the Qin people.
The fate of the country has been lost, and the number of anger has been exhausted. Sooner or later, this Shenzhou will enter the hands of the Qin people. This is the number of days. It is too difficult to compete.
"What else can I do, what can I do... Do you want me to sacrifice myself for the country? Hahaha, how easy it is to sacrifice myself for the country, as long as the king calls, even if the big Chu is exhausted, I am willing to follow The king is left and right, and sacrifices himself!"
"Bring a long sword to Xi and hold Qin Gong, and leave Xi with no punishment!"
"It's also what I do in my heart, even if I die nine times, I still don't regret it!"
"It's a pity! Hateful! Sad! Until now, the king still doesn't need me. He treats me like a piece of shit, and my loyalty has always been just wishful thinking..."
Ancestor Qu Ping's grief became more and more painful and sad.
He was walking madly by the river.
Sometimes lamenting, sometimes whistling, sometimes chanting sad, heroic poems.
In the distant grass hut, some people laughed at him, some sympathized with him, some pitied him, but no one understood him.
"Poor, this doctor Sanlu's health is not good. After this rain, it's even more crazy." Some sighs were sighed from time to time in the grass hut.
"Not good! How did he get closer and closer to the river? Could it be that he wants to throw himself into the river!" Some people found clues.
Immediately, several men stood up and rushed out of the grass hut, trying to grab Patriarch Qu Ping and prevent him from throwing into the river.
But can't get close!
Ancestor Qu Ping's Taoist thoughts are too strong, and only three or five mortals can't cross his layers of Taoist thoughts and get close to his body.
That momentum, as if if he wanted to live, God couldn't make him die!
If he wants to die, God cannot make him live!
Oh, why don't you go home! Better go home!
Patriarch Qu Ping stepped into the river step by step.
Seeing that the target of his Dao Nian battle actually took the initiative to ask for death, Ning Fan was stunned for a moment, then thoughtful, and then, his face changed slightly, he stepped forward, trying to hold Qu Ping, so that this person would not commit suicide by throwing himself into the river.
why!
But it turned out that although Patriarch Qu Ping didn't think of being in the battle of Dao Nian, at this moment he was thinking of dying, and he was thinking of dying. If this person really wants to die successfully, then Ning Fan will be considered a loser!
This is the first step of the old man's Taoism, naming it, Miluo!
At this moment, Ning Fan seemed to be touched, and he remembered more things. He remembered what the ancestor Qu Ping said before the Dao Nian War started.
Since this person mentioned the first level of Taoist thoughts, there must be a second level of Taoist thoughts, and there may even be the third and fourth levels of Taoist thoughts... In other words, this battle of Taoist thoughts will never have only one confrontation, it is very likely There will be multiple encounters.
What they are facing now should be the first confrontation between Daoist thoughts.
We must overcome this man's urge to commit suicide by throwing himself into the river!
Boom boom boom!
It was the sound of Ning Fan's Dao Nian and the opponent's Dao Nian violently colliding!
Ordinary people can't get close to Qu Ping's ancestor, but Ning Fan can, forcing his way forward against Qu Ping's boundless Taoist thoughts!
The momentum of this Dao Nian confrontation is extremely huge, but ordinary people can't see this scene.
Those Chu people in the grass hut could only see a fisherman walking slowly towards the ancestor Qu Ping, and then they felt a gust of wind and thunder roaring between the heavens and the earth.
The strange thing is that I can't see the shadow of the slightest lightning. Did this thunder come from a far away place
The closer Ning Fan got to Qu Ping's ancestor, the greater the obstacles he faced.
The collision of Taoist thoughts between the two is getting more and more intense, and there is a tendency to penetrate the world!
If the world collapses, this battle of Taoism will probably end in a draw.
"Humph! Little Heaven and Earth, did the old man allow you to collapse!" Seeing that this battle of Taoism was likely to be forced to a draw due to the collapse of heaven and earth, one person was unhappy.
In the distance, the old man Han stood on the fishing boat with a displeased face, glaring at the sky and the earth, with only one gaze, the yin and yang between the heaven and the earth were actually locked by life, and the forced heaven and earth could not be destroyed.
"With Ning's personality, I would never be happy for this battle of Taoism to end like this..." The old man said to himself, but he was actually a little puzzled, and he didn't understand why he knew so much about Ning Fan's character.
There are ten steps to go.
Nine steps.
eight steps.
Ning Fan is getting closer and closer to Qu Ping's ancestor.
Although Qu Ping's ancestor Dao Nian was strong, he couldn't stop him from approaching!
Three steps.
two steps.
step.
Ning Fan finally came to Ancestor Qu Ping, also stepped into the river and held Ancestor Qu Ping back.
Almost at the moment when Ning Fan stopped Qu Ping's ancestor from throwing himself into the river, the two thoughts that originally clashed between heaven and earth ended the collision.
Victory was decided.
Ning Fansheng.
But it was only a win.
This battle of Taoism is not limited to the current round. A momentary lead cannot determine that Ning Fan wins in the end.
"Little baby, why are you blocking me?" Ancestor Qu Ping asked in surprise.
He didn't seem to realize that he unintentionally released the boundless Dao Nian, and he didn't even know that Ning Fan had a Dao Nian battle with himself.
Nothing is remembered.
Everything happens in an unconscious state.
"Is it so tyrannical just by unconsciously releasing Dao Nian? If this person is conscious, and Dao Xin is not dead, what kind of attitude should he be..." Ning Fan suppressed the solemnity in his heart.
At this time, since the other party did not think of his opponent, he would not take the initiative to reveal his identity.
He bowed his hands politely, as if he was really just an ordinary fishing boy, and asked back, "Aren't you Doctor Sanlu, why did you come here to seek death?"
Obviously, Ning Fan heard the comments of passers-by about Qu Ping's ancestor and knew the identity of this person's Sanlu doctor.
This sentence is just an ordinary question.
However, this sentence made Ancestor Qu Ping's eyes even more dazed, and he felt like he was separated from the world.
It was as if the same scene had already happened a long time ago, and someone had made a similar question when he threw himself into the river to think.
Zifei Doctor Sanlu and? Why as for s
Weird.
"Child, you are still young, and you don't understand the difficulties of the world. There is a kind of pain that is more torturous than death, that is, the world is cloudy and I am alone, and everyone is drunk and I am alone..."
Ning Fan frowned slightly.
He thought that he had already defeated the other party's thoughts of throwing into the river, but it turned out that in the French language, there was still a will to die.
His previous victory did not leave a single crack in Qu Ping's ancestor's Taoism, nor did he even shake the human Taoism.
"What is drunk? What is awake?" Ning Fan was silent for a while, then suddenly asked.
Qu Ping was startled and looked at Ning Fan seriously, as if wondering why Ning Fan asked this question.
Seeing Ning Fan's serious face, instead of asking random questions, Qu Ping felt a little surprised, and had a rare chatter, "Gu You Lin'er, named Xiang Lu, can be a sage teacher at the age of seven. Right now, you He doesn't seem to be an ordinary child. I'm afraid I want to argue with me this time. In this case, I'll gossip with you and go to death."
"You ask me why I'm drunk? Why wake up? This question reminds me of some past events."
"When I was a young student, when I passed by Yunmengze, I met a god. At that time, the god was drinking in the cloud, and the sun and the moon were in the same light. I was delighted to see the god, and I went to study and asked, this god But he didn't talk to me, he just landed from the clouds, came with the wine, pointed to the wine in the glass, replied, 'All beings are drunk, dreaming and dying', and then floated away."
"At that time, I didn't understand, but now, I vaguely understand. Drunk is life, dream is death. There are people from the underworld, who live in the endless and distant dream world, and they will never die. There are countless immortal gods in the real world who are immortal, but they all live in drunkenness and never really sober... Some are unable to wake up, while others are drifting with the flow and unwilling to sober up. My answer , may satisfy you?"
Qu Ping replied.
His expression revealed infinite reminiscence, as if he was recalling the scenes when he met that god that day.
"Not satisfied." Ning Fan shook his head.
"Why?"
"Because this is the answer of the god in the cloud, not yours. Since you assert that you are sober and all beings are intoxicated, you must have your own judgment."
"Hehe, he's a clever little guy, but he can't be perfunctory in a few words." Qu Ping smiled bitterly.
It seems that today, I have to spend some time with this child.
"Little brother, have you ever seen someone who is drunk? The more drunk they are, the more they say that they are not drunk, that is, they are really drunk; there are some people who are clearly awake, but pretend to be drunk for various reasons, it is hard to tell the difference. The human heart is unpredictable, who is really drunk and who is fake, how can you see through only one eye. Please forgive my previous false words, I said that I am sober and all living beings are drunk, which is probably just my own drunken talk. As for waking up, I don't know what sober is, and I don't know who is really sober, so it's hard to tell whether I'm awake or drunk, maybe I can only understand the truth if I die once... Will your answer this time satisfy you?"
"It's okay."
"It's just Shang Ke, the little brother's requirements are really strict." Qu Ping smiled casually and didn't care.
"Because of these, it's specious, it's still not your innermost words." Ning Fan can communicate with everything, and he can roughly hear whether a person is saying what's in his heart.
"Oh? The little friend seems to know me very well? According to the little friend's words, what are my inner words?" Qu Ping was greatly surprised. This time, he really regarded the child in front of him as a peer.
"You don't know that all living beings are drunk and I wake up alone, you just believe that. After all, this is a world that can exist if you believe in it!" Ning Fan's words exploded in Qu Ping's heart like thunder.
His eyes were shocked, and it was the first time in his life that someone directly broke his heart!
"Huh? Take a closer look, the little friend seems to be familiar, have we met before..." Qu Ping asked inexplicably.
"Perhaps." Naturally, Ning Fan would not take the initiative to say, I am your opponent in the battle of Taoism.
Then he asked, "What is clear? What is turbid?"
"There are clouds in Taoism. The clear rises, and the turbid sinks. This day is clear. This place is turbid." Qu Ping replied.
"This is not what you really think." Ning Fan shook his head.
"However, it is what the world thinks. If the whole world does this thought, what's the use of my thought alone?" Qu Ping asked in reverse.
"If the way is different, do you have to find your own way?" Ning Fan.
"The way is different, or die!" Qu Ping.
"Oh? Wen Jun's words are also paranoid. It turns out that the Daoist's cultivation is to be obedient!" Ning Fan tried to confirm something.
But it turned out that the ancestor Qu Ping in front of him was also a cultivator, a paranoid who was rather straight and did not bend.
"You are not afraid of death, why should you be afraid of life?" This was to persuade Qu Ping to let go of his death-seeking thoughts.
"Little friend, are you going to talk to me about who is better and who is worse? If so, I'm afraid the topic will be too far away, so let's continue to talk about the turbidity." Qu Ping said with a smile.
This smile is really from the heart, happy to meet a real Taoist friend.
"I would like to hear high-level arguments." Ning Fan nodded and stopped talking about life and death.
The rain in the sky is even bigger.
The two returned to the shore, braved the heavy rain, and sat on the ground.
"Since fellow Daoists want to hear my point of view, then I'll just say it. What is clear and what is turbid, isn't the answer written on it from the beginning? Whether it is clear or turbid, what is said is all water. This water is clear, and this water is also turbid." Speaking of which, Qu Ping pointed to the Miluo River.
"When the river is calm and calm, the water is clear; when the wind and waves rise, the sand rolls, and it becomes muddy water. The water is the most clear, but also the most turbid, and the same is true of the Tao."
"Water has two sides of clarity and turbidity, and Tao also has two sides of clarity and turbidity. This day can be heaven, but if heaven and earth are repeated, the so-called heaven becomes earth."
"The clear rises, not because of clearness, but because it ascends to the queen of heaven, so that it can be clear. Please forgive my false remarks before. I said that the world is turbid, but I am only clear. The truth may be just the opposite. In the eyes of the world, Maybe it is only my generation who practiced cultivation is the filth of the world! Hahaha!"
"Why Qing!"
"The clearer clears himself!"
The rain is getting heavier.
Qu Ping, however, laughed in the torrential rain, looking like a madman, and saw everyone in the grass hut sighing.
"It seems that Dr. Sanlu is really crazy..."
"I haven't asked Daoist friends yet! Daoist friends think, what is clear and what is turbid?" After Qu Ping laughed, he turned to Ning Fan.
"My point of view has already been said. Do fellow Daoists have forgotten that this is a world that can exist if you believe in it." Ning Fan laughed.
"Hahaha! That's a great remark! It's a shame!" Qu Ping became more and more happy, looking at the child in front of him with sympathetic eyes.
Not looking at children.
It is the soul hidden under the body of a child.
Is this the ancient great repair Zhao Jian, who is famous for moving Beitian? What a great man!
But it turned out that after some conversation, Qu Ping had already remembered everything. It was Ning Fan, who also remembered everything during this confrontation.
This was originally a battle of Taoism, and it had to be divided between life and death, but right now, neither Qu Ping nor Ning Fan were willing to fight again.
An old man and a fisherman were sitting by the riverside, talking while taking advantage of the rain, and they were indescribably harmonious.
"Is there any wine?" Qu Ping asked Ning Fan.
"During the battle of Dao Nian, you can't bring alcohol." Ning Fan said with a smile.
"It's okay, this matter is easy." Qu Ping got up, walked towards the grass hut not far away, and asked a few men in the grass hut.
"Masters, do you have any wine, lend me a pot?"
"Only realgar wine for deworming and detoxification..." A few men were afraid that Qu Ping would go crazy, so they borrowed a pot from Qu Ping.
"Is there a wine glass?" Qu Ping asked again.
"Only a few broken bowls..."
"It's enough to have a broken bowl. Lend me this wine and this bowl, and I will wait for a good fortune in the next life!" Qu Ping swept his eyes and saw that a few people had a cause and effect with him in the next life, so he thanked him sincerely.
"Cough, cough, just drinking, how dare you be a doctor of Sanlu, thank you!" Several men said with a wry smile.
They don't believe in such absurd remarks that there is no afterlife.
Wasn't it just a pot of wine who was prostituted by Dr. Sanlu for nothing
The doctor around him was going to seek death, and this jug of wine was used as a farewell bar for the doctor. If you annoy this crazy doctor, you can't say that people will come to pester them after they turn into ghosts... oh, thinking about it makes my back a little cold.
So there is also wine, but this wine is realgar wine used to expel insects and detoxify.
There are also wine utensils, but this wine utensil is a few broken bowls, still stained with mud.
But in Ning Fan's view, this meal is extremely precious.
"You are a great cultivator in the ancient times, and you have a lot of karma. Just to invite me to drink, you have promised a few people karma, aren't you afraid of affecting the way?" Ning Fan sighed.
The quasi-sacred capitals are afraid of the karma of the world, like snakes and scorpions, not to mention the ancient overhaul.
Qu Ping stroked his white beard and smiled without answering. As the master, he should do his best as a landlord, and he had already poured wine for Ning Fan on his own initiative.
"Thank you master for the wine." Ning Fan didn't care that the wine bowl was dirty, he picked up the wine bowl and drank it all at once.
"Fellow Daoist is polite, it's me who should be thanked. I am very happy to discuss Dao with the monarch today, and relieve the depression in my chest. It's a pity that today's encounters are all illusions in the battle of Daoist thoughts. As a fellow Daoist, I may not choose to go to the river…”
Speaking of emotion, Qu Ping actually took off his sword, played it and sang.
"You don't say anything, you don't say anything,
Ride the wind back and carry the cloud flag.
Don't be sad, be sad and leave,
Le Mo Lexi is a new acquaintance. "
After the song, Qu Ping got up, threw his long sword into the Miluo River, and said freely, "I lost this battle."
It was Yu Daonian who voluntarily conceded defeat in the battle!
"You and I have just started the first battle, how can we talk about the outcome?" Ning Fan frowned.
After some discussion, with a pot of wine, his impression of this Qu Ping ancestor is still good. If others voluntarily concede defeat, he would be happy to prostitute a victory, but he would not take any advantage of Qu Ping's ancestor.
"Fellow Daoist can beat my Daoist first level, this is the first victory."
"Fellow Daoist has seen through my true Taoism several times, and this is the second victory."
"I can't even hide my deepest Taoism from fellow Daoists. How can I win over fellow Daoists with my Taoist thoughts? It's easy to be defeated by fellow Daoists when they find flaws. It's better to admit defeat and avoid their humiliation."
"This is not from the heart." Ning Fan shook his head.
"Hahaha, I can't hide anything from fellow daoists. As expected, my Taoist thoughts include the first level of Miluo thoughts, the second level of Lisao thoughts, and the third level of nine-song thoughts."
"This is the thought of disobedience."
Ancestor Qu Ping's Taoism changed suddenly.
His Taoist thoughts no longer felt the slightest coldness, but instantly became unpredictable.
Under the influence of his Taoist thoughts, the scenery between heaven and earth changed again.
The rainstorm stopped, and in the gloomy sky, there was a vision of the sun and the moon shining together.
There are even countless huge stars appearing between the heavens and the earth, and the stars began to evolve.
There are more than 2,800 star characters in total!
There is an unimaginable Taoist breath!
Like the ancient scriptures of the Tao, it hovers in the air, and there is no upper Tao that permeates it.
"My scornful thought is that I dare to fight against the Beginning Saint. Unfortunately, fellow Taoists know my Taoist heart and break my thoughts. I'm afraid it won't be too difficult. What's the benefit of using it?"
After saying that, Qu Ping accepted the Taoist thoughts, but did not continue to reveal the third layer of Taoist thoughts.
"Why don't you show the idea of nine songs?" Ning Fan asked.
"I am still in the process of cultivating this idea, and I cannot control it freely. If I use it, even if there are saints here to maintain it for you and me, I am afraid that it will be difficult to achieve a result, and the world will still collapse, and it can only be a draw in this world... If If it is transferred to the outside world to use this thought, the damage will be too great, and I am afraid that half of the northern sky will collapse because of this thought. You and I are not dead enemies, there is no need to fight to that extent..."
Not only is it not a deadly hatred, but it is also an excellent drinking buddy, hahaha!
This is the truth.
But the ancestor Qu Ping didn't say anything.
Although he didn't say it, Ning Fan could understand it, so he shook his head helplessly, "Although you haven't used the idea of nine songs, I can see some clues and know how powerful this idea is. Today's battle between you and me can be regarded as a It's a draw."
As a result, a menacing Taoist battle ended just like that.
Once the Dao Nian battle was over, Ning Fan could no longer stay in this world.
Before even having time to say goodbye to the old man Han, Dao Nian had already searched and disappeared.
"Stinky boy, you didn't even say goodbye before leaving!" Old Han scolded, feeling that he had lost something.
Weird, Weird!
He clearly only met a stinky boy in a dream who was a little conspicuous and accepted as a disciple. Why did he feel so reluctant when the other party left.
Could it be that the old man has also reached the age of overflowing teacher love
Anyway, after waking up from this dream, I will go and recruit a few apprentices that I admire, so that I can increase the popularity of Liangyi Sect.