Mo He remembers a well-known saying in the Taoist works of the previous life, which is called "If you hear the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening"!
What is Dao? Every practitioner may have a different understanding. No one can give a standard answer. Dao can refer to many things. No matter how you understand it, you cannot make a conclusion based on right or wrong.
Looking at the contented smile on the elder of the Yin God Realm, Mo He is willing to believe that at the end of his life, he has attained the Dao, and the sense of satisfaction of getting his wish fulfilled is the Dao he pursues.
After the elder of the Spirit Boat Sect sat down, the disciples of the Jiangbian Spirit Boat Sect stepped forward to put away the elder's body, put away the big boat, and left the riverside.
The people around saw that there was no excitement to watch, and they left one by one. Many people were discussing what kind of power that new magic weapon-class ship had, and some people lamented that the Yin God realm Elders, who have practiced for hundreds of years, once their lifespan ends, their cultivation bases are exhausted, and they will eventually end up in a reincarnation.
However, being able to reincarnate is already very good for practitioners. Most of the practitioners, especially casual cultivators, if one day encounters an accident and waits for their end, it is very likely that their body and spirit will be destroyed, and there is no reincarnation at all. Opportunity.
That night, Mo He did not leave Fucheng, and went to the other side. Because of the death of the elder of the Spirit Boat Sect, all boats going to and from the two sides of the river will not leave today and tomorrow to show respect for him. The same is true for another sect that has a lot of competition.
One night later, when Mo He tasted Cangzhou's fresh fish again in a restaurant in the city, he accidentally heard a news from the restaurant clerk.
"Yesterday, Elder He of the Spirit Ship Sect sat down. As a result, this morning, a master who flew over from the river brought news that Elder Zhao of the Xuanchuan Sect on the opposite side also sat down last night after knowing that Elder He was sitting down. Hey, it is said that these two elders have been fighting each other for hundreds of years, and they were completely dissatisfied with each other in making ships, but unexpectedly they cherish each other, one is gone, and the other is also gone!" The man finished speaking After that, he took a jade coin from Mo He and left with a happy face.
Looking at the guy who left, Mo He felt a little emotional in his heart. He didn't expect that he just asked the guy to introduce some situation of Yingjiang Mansion to him, but he also felt a lot of feelings after knowing such news.
Coupled with the satisfied smile on the face of the elder's corpse yesterday, Mo He seemed to have a vague realization, and sat in his seat, his consciousness sank into the visualization map, and he turned into a towering tree again .
Only this time, Mohe didn't have much desire to grow, but stretched out his branches and leaves very leisurely, looking at the environment where he grew up, the monotonous boundless waters, and the top of his head. The few stars seemed to become interesting at this moment.
He could feel the gurgling water scouring his trunk. Under the root system, there seemed to be nothingness. No matter how deep the roots were, they seemed to be unable to reach the bottom.
Mo He didn't force it, he let his roots grow freely, no matter what he explored, it was a surprise to him, he didn't need to rush to grow higher, to touch the high blue sky, just enjoy the moment leisurely The tranquility, and immersed in this tranquility.
There is no deliberate growth, but Mohe's body is still growing slowly, and new leaves have emerged from the branches, making it look more vibrant.
I don't know how long it took, Mo He's consciousness broke away from the visualization map again, and when he came back to his senses, he was still sitting at the table in the restaurant. The footsteps of the guy who left could still be vaguely heard, and everything was just a blink of an eye. Only time.
However, in this short span of time, Mo He's soul has grown stronger. Although there is still a gap in the distance from being able to hit the Yin God realm, he has also advanced his cultivation a lot.
"Tao, Tao can be Tao, very Tao!" Mo He remembered the first sentence of the well-known Taoist classic in his previous life, and this sentence flashed in his mind, and then a smile appeared on his face.
As his cultivation base continued to improve, his understanding of Tao continued to deepen, and some of the treasures of his previous life were gradually excavated by him.
It's a pity that in his previous life, the concept of science had already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Everyone just regarded the wisdom of the ancients as philosophies. Mo He didn't read many Taoist classics in his previous life, and he only remembered those few words that almost everyone was familiar with.
After tasting fresh fish in a restaurant, Mo He found that the cooking skills of the chefs in Yingjiang Mansion were not as good as those of the chefs in the restaurant in Wancang Mansion. Although the food they made was quite delicious, it was still poor a little bit.
After the meal, Mo He was just about to leave, and when he was about to walk out of the restaurant, three monks came in, causing Mo He to pause slightly.
These three people, two monks in the realm of yin and god, and a body cultivator, were the ones who chased and killed Yuan Kun before. The three of them entered the restaurant, talking and laughing happily as they walked, and seemed to be in a very good mood.
"... It is really a joy to be able to kill this thief. I really don't know how to thank the two fellow Taoists!"
"It's just a few trivial things. That person has been plagued by misfortune. You can tell at a glance that he is not a good person. You don't have to be polite, fellow Taoist!"
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When they passed by each other, Mo He heard the conversation of the three people. From the content, he could roughly judge that Daoist Yuan was unable to escape in the end and died at the hands of these three people.
After walking out of the restaurant, Mo He glanced back, then shook his head in his heart, not paying any attention to this matter.
Another day passed in a blink of an eye, and the big ships on the Wanjiang River that could travel between the two banks began to pass again. Mohe came to the riverside, boarded a big ship, and headed to the opposite side of the river.
I have seen the cross-river bridge before, and now I have experienced this big ship that can travel between the two sides of the river. Mohe has experienced both of the two ways of crossing the river.
Standing on a big boat, Mo He looked at the river below the boat, and could clearly feel the bumps coming from the boat.
Crossing the river by a big boat, this feeling is not stable at all. There are water monsters hitting the bottom of the boat constantly. A powerful water demon can shake a big ship, so I am afraid that the people on this ship will eventually die in the mouth of the monster.
When the big boat finally reached the opposite bank, Mo He disembarked along with the crowd. When disembarking, Mo He glanced at the bottom of the big boat, but found that the monks who were manipulating the big boat were busy around the bottom of the big boat.
Sweeping with his consciousness, Mo He raised his eyebrows suddenly, because he found that there were some sharp thorns with barbs on the bottom of the big boat. At this moment, many water demons were being hooked On these barbs.
These water monsters had tenacious vitality and were hooked by barbs, but almost none of them died, and were captured alive one by one by the monks on the boat.
After a glance, Mo He continued to walk forward. Such a thing is not very unusual, it is just some extra income for these monks who operate the boat.
When he came to Fucheng on the other side of the river, Mo He also went in and walked around, and found that the Fucheng on the other side of the river was not much different, and there was nothing more eye-catching, so Mo He left Fucheng and continued on his way home.
The next prefectural city on the side of the Yingjiangfu River is named Fenjiangfu, because within this prefectural city, there are three tributaries of the Wanjiang River, one of which is very small, which is excavated by hand and only flows within the territory. To solve the problems of irrigation for the people in the territory, the remaining two tributaries eventually flowed through Cangzhou and reached other state capitals.
From Yingjiang Mansion on this side of the river to the territory of Fenjiang Mansion, it took Mohe another day, and there was basically no stop on the way.
Arrive in the territory of Yingjiang Mansion, from here, until you reach the junction of Fenjiang Mansion and Wancang Mansion, which is the cross-river bridge, and the road after that is to return along the road when Mohe came.
"Finally here!" Sitting on the road of Fenjiang Mansion, Mo He thought to himself, after arriving here, according to his own speed, he would be able to return to Zi'an County in about ten days at most.
Mohe didn't have any sense of urgency on the way back before, but after coming here, he didn't realize it in his heart, and felt a sense of returning home.
There is still some distance from the capital city of Fenjiang Mansion. Mo He first saw the first tributary of Wanjiang in Fenjiang Mansion. The width of this tributary is much worse than that of Yuhe River, but such a tributary also attracted many people. A casual cultivator, hunting demons here.
After seeing the demon hunters in Wancang Mansion, Mo He was not very interested in the demon hunters here, so he took out the magical boat he bought before leaving Yingjiang Mansion, and left directly across the river.
Continuing to move forward, on the side of the road ahead, Mo He suddenly saw a small figure, who looked about eight or nine years old, walking towards him step by step, with very slow steps.
The clothes on his body were dirty, and his original appearance could no longer be seen. The left sleeve was empty, as if he had lost his arm.
Looking at this small figure, Mo He felt very familiar, so he approached him slowly. When he was about ten meters away from him, Mo He finally recognized the figure.
"Worry-free!"
This child about eight or nine years old is none other than Daoist Yuan's disciple Wuyou.
Hearing Mo He call out his name, Wuyou, who was walking hard, also raised his head to look at Mo He. Mo He frowned, walked to his side in a few steps, and asked at the same time: "Why are you here?" Here, how did it turn out like this?"
Hearing Mo He's words, Wuyou raised his head and looked at him, as if he recognized Mo He, there was a slight fluctuation in his eyes, and then a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he said to Mo He in a very weak voice: "I can laugh!"
Looking at his smile, what Mo He wanted to say was suddenly stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single word. It was obviously a very clean and bright smile, but Mo He felt that it was a A deep to solidified sadness.