"Tao can be Tao, it is not eternal Tao, name can be named, it is not eternal name...!" In Qingmei Temple, Yu Yue was drawing talismans while listening to Mo He chanting not far away, which he had never heard before. Taoism.
The content of the Dao Sutra that Mo He recited was not much, only a few dozen sentences, but he could feel the truth of the Dao contained in it. Yu Yue was attracted.
Mo He didn't notice Yu Yue's distraction, he was sitting there at the moment, while reaching out and knocking on the seat under him, he softly recited these few lines of Dao scriptures from the memory of his previous life.
The higher his cultivation base was, the more Mo He could comprehend the unfathomable Taoist classics from his previous life memory. Unfortunately, in his previous life memory, he could only remember a few sentences. I haven't read the full text of that scripture at all.
In the era of his previous life, ordinary people really seldom studied these Taoist scriptures except those who really liked them, and the sad thing is that Mo He should be classified as one of these ordinary people at that time. middle.
However, because this Taoist scripture is so famous, even if Mo He hadn't read the full text in his previous life, he knew some classic sentences in it by ear.
During the time when Mohe survived the wind disaster and cultivated behind closed doors, I remembered these sentences I remembered. I took them out and pondered them carefully while practicing, and I felt quite rewarding.
"Unfortunately, if I had read this Daoist scripture in my previous life, even if I had only briefly read it, I would still be able to find a way to restore it from my memory, so I wouldn't be like now, only remembering such a few sentences!" After repeating the sentence many times, Mo He finally stopped, sighed in his heart, and then stood up slowly.
Glancing at Yu Yue beside him, Mo He walked up to his side, reached out to touch his head, and tapped him lightly.
"Concentrate, you have failed to draw this talisman!"
Although Mo He only tapped it lightly, Yu Yue felt a lot of pain at this moment, and while reaching out his hand to touch the place that had been knocked, he hurriedly admitted his mistake.
"The disciple knows that he is wrong, so he must concentrate on it next time!"
Mo He nodded lightly, then he didn't care about Yu Yue, and walked towards the top of Wangyue Mountain, ready to continue to practice.
It has been almost a year since Mohe survived the wind disaster. During this time, Mohe felt that the growth rate of spiritual power in his body had slowed down.
At the same time, Mo He also felt that with the passage of time, the intensity of the fire he was about to face was also increasing. After reaching a certain level, the secret method of dividing the three disasters may not be able to continue to prevent the fire from coming. At that time, Mohe had to face the fire.
However, according to Mo He's estimation, it would probably take at least ten years for the fire to come down forcefully, and he didn't intend to delay it for that long.
Entering the moon-watching pavilion on the top of the mountain, Mo He sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes slowly, and a star power enveloped him.
Yu Yue in the Green Plum Temple looked up at the golden light shining on the top of the mountain, then turned his head and continued to concentrate on drawing his own talisman.
He is used to the scenes of Mo He practicing kung fu, and now his cultivation base has reached the middle stage of Taoism. There is still a lot to learn, so it is better not to be distracted.
While Mo He and Yu Yue were concentrating on their respective cultivation, time passed by little by little, and it was almost at dusk and sunset when Mo He in the Moon Watching Pavilion opened his eyes, just in time to see the red sun that was about to set in the sky.
At this moment, the setting sun is against the mountains, rendering the sky a red color, amidst the red clouds in the sky, the sun slowly descends below the horizon, and the poignant beauty of the afterglow of the setting sun is vividly displayed in front of Mo He's eyes.
Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him, Mo He seemed to be attracted by this beauty. He just stared at it intently until the sunset completely set and the red light in the sky disappeared. feeling.
Just as Mo He came to his senses, a golden light suddenly lit up in the ancestral hall at the foot of Wangyue Mountain, and a figure dressed in golden light came out of the ancestral hall in a little embarrassment.
"Master!" Mo He turned his eyes to the foot of the mountain instantly, and then his figure turned into a blue light, and immediately appeared in front of Daoist Qingmei.
As soon as he saw Daoist Qingmei, Mo He couldn't help but frowned slightly, because Daoist Qingmei looked a little embarrassed at the moment, his breath was disordered, his divine light was a little on and off, and his face was not very good-looking, as if he had suffered some injuries .
"Master, who hurt you?" As Mo He spoke, a water-blue watery aura shot out from his hand instantly, covering Daoist Qingmei's body.
Daoist Qingmei, who was about to answer Mo He's question just now, was covered with a layer of hydrating aura. He was surprised to find that the damage to his body had recovered quickly under this hydrating aura.
"What a powerful healing method!" Daoist Qingmei praised secretly in his heart.
It was the first time for Daoist Qingmei to experience Mo He's hydrating aura. He did not expect the effect to be so strong, which can be called a magical method.
The injury on her body recovered, Daoist Qingmei's aura quickly calmed down, and the divine light slowly subsided, and then she said to Mo He.
"Master, I heard that you survived the hurricane. I thought for a while that I would come to congratulate you when you achieve the status of Primordial God and True Immortal, but I didn't expect to escape today and come back early!"
Daoist Qingmei looked at Mo He gratifiedly while talking, his disciple really gave him too many surprises, all those regrets in the past, now will be realized one by one in the hands of his disciple.
His inheritance has been inherited, and Qingmei Temple has now become a small sect. Although the population is not prosperous, all of them are good talents and beautiful jade, not inferior to those disciples from the big sect. Daoist Qingmei really has no regrets.
"Master, you haven't told me who hurt you?" Mo He looked at Daoist Qingmei and continued.
Taoist Priest Qingmei's appearance just now clearly showed that he had fought with someone before, and also used some kind of divine method to escape back to his temple in embarrassment.
"Let's go, go back to Qingmei Temple first, let's talk as we go!" Daoist Qingmei looked at Mo He's expression, stroked his beard lightly, and then said to Mo He.
Daoist Qingmei knew that Mo He was worried about him, and he didn't want Mo He to worry. After all, he was Mo He's master and always let his disciples protect him. Daoist Qingmei felt a little embarrassed.
"As a teacher, I really encountered some dangers this time. If it weren't for the life-saving things given by the gods, I'm afraid I would be caught this time...!" Daoist Qingmei and Mo He walked towards Qingmei Temple while holding Briefly describe what happened to you.
This matter is also related to Ye Nian. Ye Nian's conferment of the gods has now become a game confrontation between the gods of the Underworld and the gods of the third dynasty, and it is also the first conflict in this battle of gods.
Ye Nian's soul was under the protection of the gods of the third dynasty before. In order to prevent the gods of the second dynasty from the Netherland God Court from being unfavorable to him, Ye Nian's imperial seal has been delayed.
Recently, I feel that the delay is almost over, and the dynasty is about to hold a new imperial seal, so they are going to quietly let Ye Nian ascend the throne in this imperial seal, but in the end, this matter did not fill the Netherland God Court.
Daoist Qingmei met a master in the Netherland God Court before, and suffered a big loss at the hands of the other party. Together with him and other gods, not many escaped in the end.
"That is to say, General Ye Nian, it's too bad now!" Back in Qingmei Temple, Mo He couldn't help frowning slightly after hearing the whole story.
At any rate, he had dealt with this old general Ye once, and the other party left a good impression on Mo He. If possible, Mo He didn't want the other party to be the first victim of this battle of the divine way.
Hearing Mo He's words, Daoist Qingmei sighed slightly, nodded and said, "I'm afraid, General Ye has already encountered an accident. I will lose the first confrontation in this battle of the divine way!"
"Which god in the Netherland Divine Court is the one who hurt the master?" Hearing what Daoist Qingmei said, Mo He knew that Ye Nian must have encountered an accident, so he stopped the topic here and asked He recalled the god who hurt Daoist Ome.
"Before I became a teacher, I told you that you don't need to intervene in this battle of the divine way, and you won't get any benefits!" Daoist Qingmei shook his head lightly, looked at Mo He and said.
Mo He was not surprised by Daoist Qingmei's answer, but continued to ask: "I actually don't understand something, I wonder if the master can clear it up for me?"
"What do you want to know, as long as the teacher can answer it, of course I won't keep it from you." Daoist Qingmei said without the slightest hesitation after hearing the words.
"The battle of the divine way is still an internal conflict for the human race, and it is consuming the strength of the human race itself, but why the major sects have not stopped this matter, and even listened to the master's intentions, and still have a tacit attitude. This disciple has never figured it out. ?”
When Mo He asked this question, Daoist Qingmei was silent for a while, and then he said: "If you asked me this question before, I don't know how to answer you, but some time ago, I heard from a god From the mouth of the teacher, I just learned some news, regardless of whether it is true or not, after you have heard it, don't spread it to the outside world."
Mo He nodded, waiting for Taoist Qingmei's next words.
Daoist Qingmei turned his head slightly, and looked at the plaque of Zuntao Hall among the three humble houses in Qingmei Temple.
"There are many cultivators in this world, but there are only seven Taoist ancestors. According to rumors, the next Taoist ancestor may be a person in the divine way. I think it may be because of this reason."
As soon as Daoist Qingmei finished speaking, Mo He fell silent for an instant. The answer really exceeded his expectations!