The main reason why he came back so soon is that Mo He somewhat overestimated the restoration of the starry sky by various races.
In the original starry sky, there are countless large and small meteorites and stars. Among them, all kinds of tiny stars are not only ordinary stone ones, but also various other stars, such as water vapor or flames. Composed of, or a mass of ice crystals and other materials.
Swimming in the starry sky and appreciating these wonderful tiny stars is a very interesting experience in itself, and carefully exploring the formation of these stars can gain some insights from it.
But in today's starry sky, although the number of meteorites and stars has recovered somewhat through the efforts of various races, compared with the past, they are completely incomparable, and there are no stars with special materials for people to watch .
Although each race sent some tiny stars and meteorite fragments back to the starry sky, each race has its own selfishness. Of course, those precious star cores and the materials contained in the stars will have their own It was put away, so there are so few stars sent back.
As for those stars with special materials, the various races cannot be blamed for this, because when those stars fell, they were already doomed to be destroyed.
If the starry sky wants to restore the scene of stars all over the sky, this process may take a long time before it can be restored to its former appearance without the intervention of external forces.
In this way, the time originally planned to be spent on the road was no longer necessary. Mo He simply took Wuyou directly to the place he wanted to go through the space crack, which undoubtedly saved a lot of time. .
And now the power of the human race in the starry sky is rebuilding and digesting the benefits obtained from the first battle of the spirit race. Most of the stars where people live, everyone is busy. Mo He travels with no worries, Can only take a cursory look.
But even so, it took more than three months, after Wuyou came back, I still felt that I had gained a lot of knowledge.
In fact, it's not just worry-free, even Mo He himself is quite touched when he sees the new things that are constantly appearing in the human race today.
War may be something that the vast majority of creatures will not like, but after a war, the impact on the development of civilization cannot be ignored.
Especially after the First World War, when a lot of gains have been made, it can even have a leap in overall strength.
At present, the human race is at a time when its overall strength is increasing, and this rapid increase in overall strength will continue for a long time before it completely digests all the gains from the spirit race.
Back in their dojo, Mo He and Wuyou returned to a peaceful life of cultivation, practicing every day as before, living a peaceful and fulfilling life.
In such a peaceful and fulfilling cultivation life, people will become insensitive to the passage of time. In the blink of an eye, another two years have passed.
The morning class of the new day is over. After reciting the Daoist scriptures, Wuyou did not continue his practice as before. Instead, he stood beside Mo He, watching Mo He wave his hand and put out the table again. case.
The things on this table are almost the same as before. The only thing that has changed is the stack of papers on the table that have been filled with words. There are hundreds of sheets, and the thickness has increased by at least two or three times.
In terms of the progress of compiling the Taoism, it took a little longer than Mo He originally expected. Originally, Mo He thought that after he came back, it would not take long for the Taoism he compiled to come out. But the result was that when he wanted to organize the manuscript he had written into a Daoist scripture, he found that what he had written was not enough.
Until now, after another two years, Mo He wrote more content, and he finally had a feeling that he could really end it.
This stemmed from his mysterious and mysterious feeling, which let Mo He know that he was finally going to succeed, so Wuyou stood beside Mo He today, waiting for Mo He to finish his final writing.
Lifting the pen on the table, Mo He began to continue what he had written before, and continued to write.
"... The extremes of things must be reversed, the extremes of life and death turn around, and the cycle takes the degree, what degree? The Tao belongs to you, and you know it yourself!"
Mo He wrote the last sentence on the paper, then immediately retracted the pen, staring at the paper in front of him for a moment, as if he was carefully considering whether the last sentence he wrote was an appropriate word.
At this moment, Mo He feels a little subtle in his heart. There is not only a sense of satisfaction that has finally been completed, but also a kind of unwillingness that is still unfinished.
Mo He knew that there was nothing wrong with his last sentence, which also meant that his work of compiling the Daoist scriptures had indeed come to an end this time.
Similarly, he is also very clear that the Taoist scriptures he has compiled have not yet reached the level of perfection. Taoist scriptures such as Tai Su Jing are still far behind, and compared to the "Yi Dao Jing" handed down by Tai Yi Taoist himself, it is still far behind.
This kind of gap made him feel a little unwilling, but at the same time, he also understood that at this stage, being able to achieve this step was already regarded as the limit, and if he continued to force it, there would be no results.
Thinking of this, Mo He felt relieved. Putting the pen in his hand aside, Mo He took a deep breath, and a kind of enlightenment rose in his heart at this moment.
"Everything is lacking, how can everything be perfect, and it is precisely because of the existence of this deficiency that people will pursue perfection even more, so they continue to make progress!"
Perfection itself is something that does not exist. Nothing is truly perfect. This lack is a kind of balance and a part of Tao.
Recognizing his own imperfection, he will pursue perfection and progress. This is not an act of seeking Tao.
And after this kind of enlightenment arose in his heart, Mo He picked up the pen beside him, took out a sheet from the pile of manuscripts, turned the original written sentences into nothingness, and added a new one. A few words above.
After writing these words, Mo He put the pen aside again, which meant that he really stopped revising.
Wuyou watched Mo He's movements from the side. When Mo He put down the pen again, Wuyou clearly felt that the breath on Mo He's body was slightly released, which made his body sink involuntarily. A great pressure was on him.
Immediately afterwards, Wuyou saw Mo He wave his sleeve robe, and the pile of manuscripts piled up on the table, following his movement, all flew up and lined up neatly in the air.
A total of hundreds of manuscripts were arranged neatly at this time, and every word written on each sheet seemed to be lit up with golden lights, as if they had come to life.
Wuyou heard one voice after another at this moment, as if hundreds of people were chanting the content on the paper at this moment, all the voices mixed together, making him unable to understand any sentences at all , can only look up like this.
Mo He's gaze also swept across the sheets of paper. The contents on these papers took him several years, after repeated deliberations, and carefully pondered every word before he finally wrote them.
Now Mo He glanced at these contents again, and what he saw was not just a sentence written on paper, but also his own comprehension and elaboration of the Tao, and it also contained all the experiences he had experienced after he embarked on the road of cultivation. summary.
Mo He glanced over every page of paper, and carefully read every word and sentence written on it, without missing a single page.
Afterwards, with a thought in Mo He's mind, all the papers floating in front of him began to become illusory, as if they were about to disappear, but the words written on the paper became more and more illusory because the paper became illusory. clear up.
When the pages of paper completely disappeared, floating in front of Mo He, only the words he wrote were left clearly in the air, and the words seemed to be captured A kind of magical power was aroused, and Wuyou who was watching from the side could also feel a bit mysterious.
The words floating in the air soon seemed to come alive, and began to change their positions. Basically, the changes were between sentences, and there were very few changes between words.
Wuyou stared intently at the side, staring firmly at everything in front of him, a faint expectation arose in his heart.
In the past few years since Mo He started compiling the Taoist scriptures, the number of manuscripts he has written has reached tens of thousands of words. Although every sentence is trivial and contains some truth, this does not mean that all the content is correct. can be used.
To compile a Taoist scripture, the number of words does not have to be so many, usually a few thousand words are enough. Of course, the number of words is not a big problem. What needs to be avoided is the repetitive content, and some of it may be backwards and forwards. It would be great if some of the meanings could be refined for sentences that may cause people to misunderstand.
What Mo He is doing now is to finalize, refine and eliminate the content he wrote down, and finally form his own Taoism.
This is the last step in his compilation of Taoism scriptures, and it is also the most important step in completing this work. After several years of hard work, what kind of work will be presented in the end depends on this step.