At the beginning of Mo He's study with Daoist Qingmei, Daoist Qingmei once told Mo He about the realm of cultivation, but when he talked about the realm of Yin God, the expression on Daoist Qingmei's face became disappointed, and he didn't continue to go any further. Let me talk about it, but Mo He was cautious in doing things at that time, and he didn't dare to continue asking.
In the following few years, Daoist Qingmei seemed to have forgotten about this matter, and Mo He himself did not think of it. There were several times when he wanted to ask Daoist Qingmei for advice, but he didn't find a suitable opportunity, or was caught by some Things were delayed for a while and I forgot. Today, Mo He finally knew what the next realm of cultivation was after the Yinshen realm.
"After the Yin God, the next realm is the Pure Yang Realm, which is also the last realm before a cultivator becomes a True Immortal. After breaking through this realm, the next realm is a True Immortal. From then on, he can no longer be called a mortal. "After Daoist Qingmei finished speaking, his eyes showed fascination. Any cultivator, from the day he embarked on cultivation, has a desire to become a fairy in his heart, and he is of course no exception.
"Master, I don't understand something, I have the courage to ask the master for advice today!" Now that the words have come to this point, Mo He feels that there are some things that he can't express. After getting along with Daoist Qingmei for so many years, how does Daoist Qingmei treat him? In addition to being grateful, He felt more admiration.
Hearing what Mo He said, Daoist Qingmei was silent for a while, and then said leisurely: "As a teacher, I can probably guess a thing or two. Originally, I didn't want to tell you about this matter, but since You asked today, so I will tell you as a teacher, I hope that the lessons learned by the teacher can become your teacher, so that you will not fall into the mistakes of being a teacher in the future!"
"You want to know why you are so obsessed with Fengshen as a teacher, don't you?" Daoist Qingmei looked at Mo He and asked.
"That's right!" Mo He nodded, he had finished talking here, and he simply expressed his thoughts.
"The master has more knowledge and cultivation than the disciple. The master also knows the constraints and limitations of the gods better than the disciple. The strong person in the realm of the soul has at least three hundred years of life. Master's cultivation base, why don't you try to hit the Yin God realm?"
As soon as Mo He finished speaking, he suddenly found that Daoist Qingmei's hand had fallen on his head again, and then heard Daoist Qingmei's faint sigh.
"Hey! The realm of the soul, I want to be a teacher, but as a teacher in this life, even if I practice hard until I die, I will never reach this state. The way of being a teacher has been broken!"
Stretching out his hand to rub Mo He's hair, Daoist Qingmei withdrew his hand, then turned around and walked forward slowly, talking while walking.
"I have practiced as a teacher for more than 150 years, and I only stepped into the realm of the soul in my 70s. However, I didn't feel that my cultivation was too slow at the time. On the contrary, I felt that I was hopeful. In his teens, he still has more than 200 years of time as a teacher."
Mo He followed Taoist Priest Qingmei and walked slowly, while listening to Taoist Priest Qingmei quietly.
"By the time of my 100th birthday, I have successfully broken through to the middle stage of the Soul Realm, and at the age of 130, I have entered the late stage of the Soul Realm. The god realm is very close, and before the lifespan is exhausted, you should be able to step into that realm, until the third year when you entered the late stage of the soul as a teacher, something happened that completely ruined your hope of going further as a teacher."
When Daoist Qingmei said this, the resentment revealed in his tone was hard to conceal, and his pace became slower.
Mo He suddenly regretted at this moment. He was indeed worried about Daoist Qingmei, but it seemed that he should not expose Daoist Qingmei's scars and remind him of the unpleasant past.
"That year, Wei Shi just sacrificed the emerald jade bamboo staff to create the third spirit ban, and was invited by some friends to go to the wild land to collect wild spirit grass. The disciples of Jianzong clashed, and the opponent was a disciple of the sect. As a teacher and several friends, he backed down repeatedly and refused to fight the opponent, but in the end the opponent was really deceiving me too much, and even cut off the arm of one of my best friends with a sword. In desperation, we can only fight with the opponent."
"As a result of this battle, there were a total of seven friends of my teacher. In the end, only my teacher and one of them survived. The other five died under the opponent's sword. My teacher and one of my friends who survived also died. He was also seriously injured." When Daoist Qingmei said this, his eyes were slightly red.
Who said that casual cultivators are ruthless and ungrateful and only know to pursue profit? Cultivators practice the Tao and cultivate their minds. If there are like-minded friends, why can't they treat each other with sincerity
"Could it be that the master suffered a wound that was difficult to heal during that battle and damaged the foundation, so he felt that there was no further hope?" Mo He thought to himself.
"After that battle, it took half a year for my teacher and that friend to heal their injuries before they fully recovered from their injuries, but after that, the cultivation bases of both my teacher and that friend dropped to a small level. , and as long as I practice every time, I seem to see a sword light cutting down in front of my eyes. There is no way to meditate for a long time. Later, after inquiring with my good friend, I found out the root of everything. The one who fought us The disciples of the Taiyi Sword Sect practice the Taiyi Sword Sect's "Taiyi Slashing Dao Sword Art."
""Taiyi Zhan Dao Sword Art"!" Mo He silently said the name in his heart.
"Cut the Dao, what you cut is the way of the future, what you cut is the way of the Dao Heart, as a teacher and as a friend, I tried all kinds of methods, but I couldn't get rid of the influence of this "Tai Yi Dao Sword Art". My good friend got a solution from a senior expert, that is, to untie the bell, we need to tie the ring, and go to the people of Taiyi Sword Sect to help us get rid of the problems on our bodies, and I gave my all for the good friend of the teacher. In the end, I asked that senior expert to come forward and contacted a disciple of the Taiyi Sword Sect, why do I still remember the other party's answer now, the heart of Dao is broken, the future is hopeless, go back!"
Mo He now completely understands why Daoist Qingmei has such a deep obsession with conferring gods, why since he entered the Qingmei Temple, although he sometimes sees Daoist Qingmei practicing, it seems that the frequency is not much. in this way.
"Later, within a few years, the friend who was my teacher was still unwilling, so he went to the border to join the army, saying that he wanted to reshape his heart on the battlefield and reconnect with the way of Taoism. way."
"The aptitude of being a teacher is not very outstanding. Even if one day, you can reshape your Dao heart, as a teacher, you can't guarantee that you can reach the realm of the Yin God in the remaining days, and simply choose the divine way, even if you are subject to some restrictions. There may be further opportunities in the future." Daoist Qingmei said so far, he had finished what he wanted to say, and then turned his head to look at Mo He.
"Now, you understand why being a teacher is so obsessed with conferring gods!"
"Disciple, unfilial!" Mo He said with his head bowed.
Seeing Mo He's appearance, the slightly sad look on Taoist Priest Qingmei's face immediately subsided, and then he said with a smile: "There is no need to be like this, I have already thought about being a teacher for so many years, and I have already decided to take the road of becoming a god." Lu, it’s good to say these things out, but I’ve kept them in my heart for a long time, and I’m a little unhappy as a teacher. In addition, I hope you can take this as a warning. If you go out for a walk in the future, you must pay more attention to everything, especially when you encounter Zongmen disciples, you must be more careful."
Mo He nodded emphatically, remembering what Daoist Qingmei said in his heart.
Afterwards, the two returned to Qingmei Temple all the way, without saying a word on the way, until Mo He entered his room and lay on his bed, and then he said to himself.
"Tai Yi Sword Sect, "Tai Yi Dao Slashing Sword Art"!"
While talking to himself, Mo He tilted his head slightly, his eyes seemed to penetrate the door, and looked into Zun Dao Hall.
Of the seven Taoist ancestors displayed in the Zundao Hall, apart from the Xiantian Wutai Taoist ancestors, the remaining two are Taihe and Taiyi. The so-called Taiyi Sword Sect is related to Taidaozu.
The predecessor of the Taiyi Sword Sect was the original Dayue Sword Sect, but after Taidao Patriarch achieved good fortune, the original Dayue Sword Sect was renamed Taiyi Sword Sect.
During the 30,000-year rule of the Second Dynasty, there were many stupid emperors. However, under such circumstances, they were still able to maintain their rule for more than 30,000 years. A large part of the reason was because of Tai Yijian. Zong, or to put it more clearly, it is because of Taiyi behind Taiyi Jianzong.
Even though the dynasty has changed and entered the period of the third dynasty, the reputation of the Taiyi Sword Sect in the entire human race has not been greatly affected. As long as Taiyi is still there, the foundation of the Taiyi Sword Sect will never be shaken.
Originally, Mo He had a good impression of such a sect, but after hearing the story of Daoist Qingmei today, Mo He suddenly felt a little disgusted with Taiyi Sword Sect.
But even if I am a little monk who has entered the Taoist realm, even if I hate Taiyi Sword Sect, what effect does it have on this behemoth, I am afraid that people will not even bother to look at me.
"Master now puts all his hopes on conferring gods, and I can only hope that Master can get what he wants!" Mo He thought when he looked away again.
In the county government office of Zi'an County, Wen Siming was standing in front of the sixth prince Xia Yuan at this time, reporting to the sixth prince Xia Yuan about his experience of coming to Zi'an County.
"... As for Daoist Qingmei, I have had contact with him, and sent someone to check his bottom line, and confirmed that this person is sincerely loyal to the imperial dynasty, and he is a trustworthy person. What he is asking for is nothing more than a god. Trust him, he will do his best."
Xia Yuan nodded lightly, and said with a gentle expression: "I don't have to worry about you doing things. Since you think this person is trustworthy, then it's okay to grant him a god after the matter is completed."
At this time, Xia Yuan's attitude towards Wen Siming was completely different from before. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that Wen Siming and the sixth prince had known each other before, and it seemed that the sixth prince attached great importance to him.