"Whether there is a great way or not, something is created out of nothing, and everything in the world...!" In Mohe's ashram, a new day's morning class began, and the sound of Wuyou reciting the Taoist scriptures echoed throughout the ashram, while Mohe was quiet. Sitting there, listening to Wuyou's recitation, and listening very carefully.
After reaching the Golden Immortal Realm, Mo He recited the Taoist scriptures that he often recited in the past. Although he still has some feelings and can even gain something from it, it is completely different from before. up.
The cultivation of the Golden Immortal Realm pursues one's own way, surpasses the original comprehension, and brings forth the new through the old.
Before the Golden Immortal Realm, as a seeker, what Mo He did was to walk forward along a road, but after the Golden Fairy Realm, this road still leads to the front, but the road ahead is a little different. It is clear that he can only forge ahead on his own. As for whether he will take a detour, it depends on himself.
Mo He used to recite the Taoist scriptures to learn and comprehend the truth, but now he listens to Wuyou recite the Taoist scriptures, he feels that he is learning from them, to see how a pioneer on the road of the Tao opens up his own path , to explore the ultimate avenue.
Learning and reference are two words with similar meanings, but the content expressed is completely different, and the stage they represent is also completely different.
After a long while, Wuyou stopped reciting the Taoist scriptures, and turned to look at Mo He. At this time, Mo He seemed to be still thinking, and his expression was still very focused.
Wuyou didn't care either. It wasn't the first time he had seen Mo He behave like this during the morning class in the past few days after he came back from Mo He.
He walked to the side on his own, sat cross-legged on a stone platform, and Wuyou began to practice the exercises in his body.
Since he practiced "Xuanyuan Controlling Water Record", he felt more and more that the exercise taught to him by his master was really broad and profound, and it fit him very well, allowing him to feel his own strength while practicing. The cultivation base progresses very fast.
Now Wuyou will practice at least three hours a day, and these three hours are often not put together, there is a gap in between.
As for the rest of the free time, Wuyou was practicing spells and continuing to learn from Mo He about formations and runes.
Occasionally, in some free time, I will sacrifice my natal magic weapon. The process is also very easy. I just put various runes into it, and then remove some unnecessary runes, and let the magic weapon evolve spontaneously that is.
Apart from his natal magic weapon, Wuyou will not sacrifice other magic weapons. In this regard, he himself has already given up.
When Wuyou began to practice, Mo He, who was still sitting there thinking, finally broke away from that state of concentration, and then glanced at Wuyou, sitting there without moving, just stretched out his hand and brushed it in front of him. However, there is an extra table in front of me, with paper and pens placed on it.
Mo He reached out and grabbed the brush on the table, raised his hand and began to write on the paper.
"Supreme goodness is like water, and its roots are as deep as wood. The true existence of the Tao lies in the determination to seek, the determination to know how to move, the pursuit to have a limit, not to deviate from it, to compare...!"
Mo He wrote such a line of words on the paper, after writing the words "not deviated from" here, Mo He's hand suddenly stopped, and after six or seven breaths, Mo He He still couldn't continue writing, so he maintained a writing posture, frowning and thinking.
Soon, a drop of ink from the nib of the pen landed on the place where he was about to write, and the word he wrote just now was messed up.
"Why!"
Looking at this scene, Mo He let out a slight sigh, then stretched out his hand, crumpled the paper into a ball, squeezed it lightly, and the paper ball immediately turned into nothingness.
Afterwards, Mo He frowned and thought for a moment before continuing to write what he had just said.
"...do not deviate from one another, follow the way, but neither form nor nature is inevitable, nor is there no front, how to measure it, this is the way!"
Mo He wrote this sentence, then stopped his pen again, and continued to think. Just like the previous time, a drop of ink dropped from the tip of the pen wetted the paper again, causing Mo He to clump it up again. It became a ball, and turned into nothingness in the palm of your hand.
But this time, Mo He didn't continue to write, but just waved his palm lightly, put away the table in front of him, and then stood up and thought.
"It's really not an easy task to compile a Taoist scripture. It needs careful consideration, polishing, and repeated scrutiny before it can be formed!"
Mo He's behavior just now is very clear. He wants to compile a Taoist scripture of his own. This is not only a summary of what he has learned, but also related to the future inheritance of the Taoism of Qingmei Temple. It is very necessary.
With Mo He's current cultivation in the Golden Immortal realm, he is fully capable of accomplishing this task.
It has been more than ten days since I came back, but Mo He really started compiling the Daoist scriptures, but only two days ago, and today is only the third day. Of course, the progress is not fast, and the income is only a few sentences.
It is really not easy to compile a Taoist scripture. It not only depends on the individual's understanding of the Tao, but also needs to consider the people of the Taoist scripture. What can they comprehend from it
A Taoist scripture may not be able to convince everyone in the future, but there must always be some truth in it, which will be recognized by everyone.
Moreover, the content conveyed in every word must be subtle and meaningful, worthy of careful consideration and repeated scrutiny, and can point out some directions or principles for the audience at each stage in combination with themselves.
In this way, neither the writing is too straightforward nor too subjective. It is really difficult to keep the content as close as possible to the Tao.
Originally, when Mohe just came back, after seeing Wuyou, he still thought about going to the earth to see if the people in Qingmeiguan, as well as his relatives and friends, were safe and sound in this disaster, but with the help of Looking at his mysterious and mysterious feeling, Mo He has already got the answer, and his relatives and friends are all safe and sound.
After getting such an answer, Mo He gave up the idea of going to lie down on the ground, and planned to sort out what he had learned from participating in the battle and other gains in his dojo.
As these days passed, Mo He felt that after sorting out what he gained after participating in the war, it was of great benefit, and his cultivation base also improved slightly.
And so far, Mo He has not fully digested the benefits he has obtained, and his cultivation base can be quickly improved by a part.
It's just that his cultivation has reached the Golden Immortal realm, without the help of the innate God of Time, Mo He can only rely on himself to quickly improve his cultivation, which is more difficult.
Mo He has also clearly felt that his progress has slowed down these days, but he doesn't care, because this is actually normal. Compared with the rapid improvement before, this kind of down-to-earth progress is more impressive. Feel at ease.
After standing up, Mo He did not continue to practice other exercises, but walked around in the dojo. Not long after, Mo He's figure disappeared in the dojo and entered a small space.
This is a small space that Mo He opened up in the dojo after he returned to his dojo.
His original dojo was destroyed by himself when he was still in his real stage, but the current dojo is really a bit shabby for him who is already a strong Jinxian.
Mo He originally wanted to renovate the dojo after he came back, but when he actually did it, he felt that the place was too small to perform well, so he simply opened up a small space. For the dojo outside the small space, Just a random change.
In this small space, there are already various buildings, and patches of medicine fields have been cultivated, and many tree soldiers are busy in it.
After Mo He came in, he checked the growth of the medicinal materials in the medicine field, and then carefully checked the things in a few of the medicine fields, and then turned and left.
When he left Mu Shengxing, Mo He did not return empty-handed. Mo He also collected some of the precious fairy herbs and elixir on Mu Shengxing that he could use. It's a good thing.
Mo He had no intention of using these things for the time being, so he planted them first, and if he didn't need them in the future, he could keep them for his disciples.
Coming out of the small space, Mo He saw that Wuyou had stopped practicing and was walking towards the outside of the dojo, he couldn't help but chuckled and shook his head.
I don't know when it started, Wuyou would have the habit of going around the boundless sea of clouds around the dojo every now and then.
Then collect some more precious materials and bring them back to the dojo. This is not because Wuyou just came to the sky and measured the value of these materials as he did when he was on the earth. It's just a habit, just like ordinary mortals who go out for a walk after eating.
Every time Wuyou came back, he didn't bring too many things back, and sometimes he even returned empty-handed, which showed that Wuyou didn't think these things were precious, and brought them back in large quantities.
Seeing Wuyou going out, Mo He just wanted to sacrifice the array map, but suddenly stopped his movements, and walked to the outside of the arena, with a smile on his face at the same time.
As soon as he walked out of his dojo, a space crack appeared in the space in front of Mo He, and then a beautiful figure stepped out of this space crack, it was the gentleness Mo He knew.
"Fellow daoist is polite!" Seeing Wen Wan approaching, Mo He greeted her with a smile. Now that he saw Wen Wan, he could call her fellow daoist openly.
"Friend Daoist Mo is polite!" Wen Wan smiled back at Mo He, without any surprise on her face.
There is a priority in seeking the Tao, and those who have achieved it come first. This is the case for practitioners. It doesn't matter who has the longest cultivation time, the main thing is to look at the individual's cultivation. .