"What are you talking nonsense about?"
Daozu frowned and stared at Li Changshou, as if he wanted to see if Li Changshou was joking, seeing Li Changshou's serious face, he said again: "Don't say such words.
How is Pindao the same as your senior? "
Li Changshou stared at Daozu. Although he was half a foot away, his gaze was as sharp as a knife at this moment, and he seemed to be able to pierce Daozu's eyes.
On the square top of the low table is still a cloud mirror, which shows the image of Monkey King.
There was silence in the bamboo house for a while.
"Fellow Daoists don't recognize you?"
Li Changshou asked softly.
"This stigma is unbelievable..."
Daozu replied calmly.
The two couldn't see the slightest power, as if they were talking about family matters, but there was a mysterious dao rhyme between them.
There is thunder in the silent place, and there is a battle cry in the silence.
It seemed to be the common 'calm before the storm', but this tranquility was finally broken by Li Changshou's loud laugh.
"Haha, hahaha!
I knew my friends would not admit it. After all, if these truths are announced to the public, the world will be in chaos. I don’t know how many souls will disappear in despair, and I don’t know if the teacher will reopen a world.
Daoist friends dare not admit it. "
Daozu said calmly: "If this is true, why don't poor Taoists dare to admit it
This world will not be broken by anything, and the despair of living beings disappears because the hearts of living beings are too fragile.
Your teacher upholds the behest of God Pan Gu, and what he does is to watch over the prehistoric times, not to open up the world again. "
Li Changshou smiled and said, "Since Fellow Daoist is so confident, can you answer a few questions for me?"
Daozu said calmly: "Just ask."
Li Changshou said: "What is the content of the last page of Senior Lang's Chronicle that was destroyed? Why did Senior Lang go crazy in a short period of time?"
Hongjun replied: "As you have seen before, the poor way and the waves have diverged from each other."
"The memory that Fellow Daoist showed just now, the emotions of Senior Neilang obviously don't match the emotions at the end of the Chronicle."
Li Changshou said calmly: "Senior Lang witnessed the process of creating the world, and the senior Lang I saw on the penultimate page of the Chronicle seems to have suffered a huge blow and completely lost his Dao Xin.
There must be something suddenly revealed in front of him, or he suddenly figured it out, so that the Taoist heart was on guard against collapse.
Fellow Daoist, I should be right about this. "
Hongjun remained silent.
Li Changshou smiled and said, "I deduce that Senior Lang should have known about the relationship between you at that time."
"Pindao has nothing to do with him!"
There was a bit of anger in Hongjun's eyes.
Li Changshou said indifferently: "Fellow Daoist, why don't you take out the last page of Senior Lang's Chronicle, and everything will come to light."
"What is the truth, does it matter?"
Hongjun said coldly: "Pindao is now the prehistoric world, and now the poor is the lord of the Three Realms! The origin of the world is in the body of the poor, and you are nothing but the end of defeat!"
"Yeah?"
Li Changshou said indifferently: "If I have the means to make fellow Taoists lose their connection with the origin of heaven and earth, so what can I say."
Hongjun subconsciously covered his heart, then stared at Li Changshou, and said with a smile: "If you have such a means, why do you talk nonsense with the poor."
"Because I want to give you a way to survive."
Li Changshou said in a low voice: "Although you are just a false personality bred by Senior Lang and even killed the master personality, I still regard you as half of my fellow countryman.
What's more, I can have today because of your care.
You have given me many benefits, although it is more of a calculation, but I am not an ungrateful person.
You killed a lot of souls, except for my teacher, you didn't touch my relatives and friends; although my teacher's bad breath, I can't let it go from the bottom of my heart, but after all, I still want to give you another chance to live.
At this time, the only ones who know about this matter are you and me.
Stop it, I will give you a small courtyard in a cage outside of heaven and earth, so that you can quietly watch the changes in the future. "
Hongjun's smile was a little helpless: "You don't even want to talk about your own means, how can you trust me if you are poor."
"It won't work if you say it," Li Changshou said seriously, "It depends on whether fellow Taoists believe me."
"I always feel that Fellow Daoist is empty-handed." Hongjun's eyes became clear, and he shook his head. "It's all just your guess. Although this guess is exciting, it has no basis."
Li Changshou said:
"Then how do you explain the matter of Heng'e
I'm actually sorry for Fellow Daoist Hang'e, after all, Fellow Daoist Hang'e is pure in heart, and I took advantage of her.
When the Fire Emperor defeated the sky, I was basically convinced of your relationship with Senior Lang, Fellow Daoist, and I invited her to join me just to test this conjecture.
Fellow Daoist's attitude towards Heng'e at that time is the best proof. "
Hong Jun said indifferently: "The poor Taoist will forgive Heng'e, but because she is the disciple of an old friend."
"Oh? The disciple of an old friend?"
Li Changshou sighed slowly, "Then fellow daoist, can you let me tell a story?"
"It's still early for Wukong to wake up, you can tell whatever you want," Hong Jun said, "but stories are always just stories."
"Fellow Daoist really... don't cry when you don't see the coffin."
Li Changshou held the cloud of chaotic breath in his right palm, and slowly pushed it to the top of the square table; he raised his sword fingers with his left hand, surrounded by immortal light, and a scroll appeared behind him.
Ling'e's way.
Li Changshou said:
"Fellow Daoist, do you know what things I have done since I left the prehistoric world for nearly a thousand years?"
"Don't make a fool of yourself, just say it."
"The first thing is naturally to use the way of the demon to control Xu Bodhi, understand the way of heaven and earth, and find a way to obliterate fellow Taoists.
The second thing is to accompany Ling'e and Yun.
And the third thing is to separate a ray of primordial spirit, simulating the state of a heavenly demon, slowly unfolding his own immortal consciousness in the chaotic sea, and merging with the chaotic sea.
Like an antenna. "
Li Changshou said: "This is actually a very dangerous thing. If the Dao heart is out of balance, it will affect the original heart, but I must find the answer I want."
"Answer?"
"Yes, the answer."
Li Changshou pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "One, the answer to the question I asked myself since I came to this prehistoric world and this world."
Hongjun asked with great interest: "What kind of question?"
"This world, why is it like this?"
Hongjun couldn't help but become more interested.
Li Changshou exhaled lightly, and began to talk about the source of the problem.
"Fellow Daoist... let me call you Senior.
Do you think, senior, can a newly born child master a language without being exposed to any language? "
Hongjun shook his head slightly.
Li Changshou said: "Yes, no, there are many experiments in my hometown.
Language is collective memory and part of inheritance; not just language, words, skills, thoughts, and melodies are all part of collective inheritance.
That is, it is a tool that newborns need to learn, remember and master when they integrate into this group.
Fellow Daoists should have no objection to this principle. "
"good."
"Then let's stretch some... logic.
Logic is the law and rules of thinking, which can be divided into objective and subjective.
This extends another keyword, thinking logic. "
Li Changshou leaned forward, squinted his eyes, stared at Daozu, and said in a low voice:
"The environments in which civilizations are formed are different. If there is no primitive, lasting, and stable communication between two civilizations, the logic of thinking formed between civilizations will be different.
The ancient civilizations on the earth are only ancient civilizations thousands of years ago. The civilizations brewed in the two river basins of the Tigris River and the Euphrates River are different from the ancient civilizations brewed on our land of China.
However, if two civilizations can meet, they can communicate with each other through learning, because going back further, they have the same ancestors, and their thinking logic is similar.
In the prehistoric world, where is the earth
I asked my friend, why can I understand this world without hindrance? !
Why, I can communicate with the creatures in this world without any boundaries, and the price I pay is only to learn the dialect here
It's very simple, the logic of the thinking of creatures in this world is interlinked with my original thinking logic.
This is a doubt that I have kept in my heart before practicing Taoism, but after I came into contact with Senior Lang, I suddenly had a crazy but reasonable idea.
Who created this prehistoric world
Who created this world that gathers the myths and culture of my hometown in China!
Who is it that embedded a thinking logic pattern similar to mine in this world! "
Hongjun Daozu's face was indescribably gloomy.
Li Changshou smiled wryly, and sighed: "Fellow Daoists still insist that these are just my guesses
This is your biggest flaw, it was placed in front of me from the very beginning, and as my Dao realm continued to deepen, it guided me to approach the truth of the prehistoric world step by step.
Fellow Daoist, don’t you recognize it? Need evidence? I have many more. "
Daozu said coldly: "Yes."
Li Changshou pointed the sword in his left hand at the cloud of gray gas, and the scroll behind him rustled open.
A wisp of dao rhyme flowed from the scroll, which turned into a "perception" like a spiritual sense, and condensed into a few murmurs in the bottom of their hearts:
[What the hell is this place? It feels like it's been a long time, and I feel so groggy every day. Is this death?]
[No, is death so uncomfortable? Didn't you say that when you close your eyes, there is nothing? I have lived for more than 40 years without accomplishing anything. I was hit by a car and died?]
[Eh? Could this be the legendary Chaos Sea? The first opening of Hongmeng, Pangu opened the world?]
Hongjun Daozu frowned tightly, but at this moment he just closed his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was somewhat bleak.
Li Changshou withdrew his fingers, stared at Daozu, and said slowly:
"Fellow Daoist, let me tell you a story about Senior Lang and you."
Hongjun was silent.
Li Changshou said slowly in a slightly soothing voice:
"There is such a middle-aged uncle who has been frustrated for half his life and has no roots. He was sent away in a car accident.
When he opened his eyes and woke up, it should not be regarded as opening his eyes, but when he woke up, he found himself in an indescribable gray space.
Nothingness, nothingness, helplessness.
Then he fell into a tragic situation, only thinking, no entity, unable to feel the passage of time, but his own thinking was constantly beating, and he could not die, but fell asleep again and again.
What he didn't know was that at this time, in this area that contained almost infinite power, which was incomprehensible and indescribable, with only his thinking, many wonderful things would happen.
He is actually the only master of this period and this area.
He felt the eternal loneliness, in the endless, unwavering silence, he almost went crazy.
In a daze, he began to talk to himself.
He's crazy.
Schizophrenia, split thinking, in order to fight against the constant loneliness and loneliness, other personalities appeared without the main personality being aware of it.
There is no time here, and there is no concept of space, but as the only thinking, any thought of him is affecting this area.
Suddenly one day, he had a whim.
'Eh? Could this be the legendary Chaos Sea? The first opening of Hongmeng, Pangu opened the world? '
What he didn't know was that his own thoughts, subconscious judgments, and his own memory had affected the evolution of this magical area.
When this magical area evolved a broken way, it evolved a lot of real creatures.
Pangu, in his little wish, was born.
If the concept of time is introduced, it must be an extremely long time.
Then the key words surrounding Pan Gu—chaotic green lotus, chaotic chicken, sky-opening axe, innate gods and demons—were all born.
The weak thinking that dominated all of this, and because of the birth of many real souls, the number of thinking bodies in this area increased, and naturally lost the dominance that he had when he existed alone.
But subconsciously, he has already conveyed his way of thinking, and everything has changed in his thoughts.
This era is called Hongmeng.
That 'he' is Senior Lang.
What's even more frightening is that Senior Lang's master personality was in a daze, and he split with other personalities.
It can be inferred that the first split of true spirits occurred before the birth of many true spirits and before the appearance of Pan Gu.
And the split personalities are attached to one true spirit.
This point, the incarnation of Empress Houtu can prove that such a situation is indeed allowed to exist.
In his daze, Senior Lang forgot that it was his imaginary partner—this should be to fight against loneliness and constantly hypnotize himself, and he subconsciously regarded his personality as a friend.
Then, Senior Lang's main personality really became friends with these split personalities.
These personalities have the memory of waves and know everything caused by waves. They have rather fatal flaws, such as paranoia, kindness, or wanting to imitate the main personality.
They are incomplete, but they tried their best to accompany the main personality through the difficult and lonely years.
One of the personalities is the strongest and the gentlest. He proposed that each personality hide its identity and become a part of the world that the main personality expects to see.
So they claimed their identities in the chaos and the wilderness, and gradually turned the strongest expectations of the protagonists into reality.
At this time, this group of personalities is still sharing a body transformed into a true spirit;
He met God Pangu, deceived God Pangu, and survived by interceding for his "friend" with his main character.
This single true soul is fellow daoist, Hongjun at that time, right
Senior Lang's personality, what is he most looking forward to
According to the remaining information in the chaotic sea, the most frequent occurrence is the self-comfort of the main character:
'Lao Tzu traveled to the Chaos Sea? In the future, I can be brothers with God Pan Gu, and then live all the way back to the earth! '
Later, the personality of Senior Lang witnessed the creation of the world and the birth of the wild.
This area is called Chaos Sea.
After the death of God Pangu, those sub-personalities began to use the memories and impressions of the main personality to write the scripts of the prehistoric world, gradually separated from Hongjun's body, and directed a series of dramas.
Demon ancestor Luohu is the false personality of Senior Lang.
Daozu Hongjun is the false personality of Senior Lang.
The old man lying in the lamp-burning sarcophagus is you, senior
This world was opened up by God Pangu, and the speed of cultivation is faster than the three friends transformed by God Pangu, Yuanshen, which is outrageous.
Teacher Taiqing said that the old man in the sarcophagus was the first batch of strong people after the creation of the world, and his strength was once higher than that of the teacher, which is completely unreasonable.
Also, the teacher who received Yinhe and Zhunti was also one of the personalities, and was later swallowed up by Daozu Hongjun as well.
This is the predecessor of the Honghuang Neighborhood Committee, the Honghuang Neighborhood Committee before Lang joined.
The ancient war, the battle between the Demon Ancestor and the Dao Ancestor, is actually a battle between two 'bigger' personalities that are constantly devouring other sub-personalities, and the rule is that the winner takes all.
After the defeat of the demon ancestor, the split personalities merged into one, with complete thoughts, stubborn thoughts, and selfishness unwilling to belong to the master personality, and when the split personality and the master personality disagreed...
No, no, the outbreak of conflict between the split personality and the master personality was also within the calculation of the split personality.
The split personality tried every means to obliterate the main personality!
I found a high-sounding reason for myself-to protect the prehistoric world.
Actually
The name Hong Huang was given subconsciously by this creature who had accidentally traveled to the initial period of the Chaos Sea.
When this split personality obliterates the main personality, it has lost all meaning in itself.
But this split personality did not fall into chaos because of this, but put itself above all living beings.
The selfish desires and ambitions of split personality are just to cover up one's own shortcomings. "
…
Li Changshou stopped talking, and looked at Daozu with closed eyes in front of him.
"Fellow Daoist, don't you talk?"
Hongjun just kept silent.
Li Changshou said again: "This is the third reason why Senior Lang went crazy and chose to commit suicide.
The main character of Senior Lang discovered these secrets and completely collapsed.
To be honest, if it were me, I would also collapse.
When I was thinking through these things, I also had self-denial. "
Li Changshou sneered: "It turns out that I have been living in the stories written by others."
"Give."
Hongjun said calmly, a piece of paper flew out of his sleeve, and landed in front of Li Changshou.
Then, a little mist appeared around the piece of paper, and the surroundings fell into an illusion. Li Changshou saw the figure of Senior Lang.
Li Changshou saw Senior Lang clearly.
Very ordinary, middle-aged with fair face, neither tall nor short, wearing an elegant Taoist robe.
Senior Lang knelt in front of the stone tablet of the Kunpeng, his eyes were red, his expression was a little grim, and the sword fingers that wrote the big characters were constantly trembling.
At the same time, Senior Lang's low growl sounded outside the screen:
"Fake, it's all fake!
This world should not have existed, the evolution of this world has gone wrong!
The world that Pangu god brother wants to create is shackled by my own hands. The true spirit keeps reincarnating in this wrong world, just repeating one mistake after another!
I want to destroy this world, I want to return the Chaos Sea to its original state, and let it return to the state when I didn't come.
No, this is not the Chaos Sea, the Chaos Sea is the fate I bestowed upon it.
shackles!
I am the shackles of this world!
It was me, the bastard, who couldn't bear the loneliness, and gave destiny to the true spirits who jumped into this world! I'm still yelling that fatalism is false every day!
ruin it, i must ruin it...
My mistakes are my own responsibility! "
The voice full of madness gradually drifted away, and the picture slowly dissipated.
Li Changshou looked at the last page in front of him, and quickly determined that this was the last page of the Chronicle written by Senior Lang. The scrawled handwriting on it was similar to the words he heard just now.
He felt a slight change in the breath around Daozu's body, and he couldn't help but open his eyes to look, and looked at Daozu again.
This time, several figures appeared in Daozu's pupils.
A young man in blood-colored battle armor holding a pitch-black sharp gun, an old man with a huge hole in his chest, and a white Taoist priest sleeping peacefully in a rocking chair.
The Demon Ancestor Luohu, the Lord Ran Deng, and Senior Lang.
In addition to Senior Que Lang, Luo Hu, the deity of Ran Deng, and Dao Zu Hongjun spoke at the same time, and the three voices were blended into one, which was so rough and thick:
"No one can destroy the prehistoric world we created."
Li Changshou: ...
Hongjun closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the previous vision was gone, and he condensed into one sentence:
"Yes, so what."
Hongjun sighed: "Although Poverty doesn't want to admit his heel, and even used earthworms and crickets to cover it up, it's just a matter of heel after all.
Today, Pindao is the protector of heaven and earth, you cannot deny this.
For this world, Pindao obliterated the personality of the born Pindao. "
"For heaven and earth?"
Li Changshou laughed twice:
"Don't lie to yourself, any of these things you do are for the sake of heaven and earth.
Fellow daoist, Senior Lang was injured when he created the world, and then he found a place to heal his wounds, and slept through the long ancient times.
If my guess is correct, the reason why Senior Lang slept through the entire ancient times is because you sealed him.
From the moment Senior Lang's true spirit split, you have betrayed your master personality.
You shared memories and knew the prehistoric world that Senior Lang subconsciously thought of, but you claimed the title of Hongjun and became the ancestor of Taoism. This is the beginning of your ambition.
The other personalities are just calculated by you, and you plan carefully step by step to devour the main personality.
Every step you take is incomparably clever, and I even suspect that you modified your cognition of these two 'bigger' personalities when you split yourself into the Demon Ancestor and the Coffin Old Daoist during the second true spirit split.
Otherwise, how could the Demon Ancestor foolishly play tricks. "
Hongjun smiled and said, "This is purely your guess."
"Yes, there is no evidence for these things," Li Changshou said indifferently, "unless the corpse of the demon ancestor is found, or the insider Shifeng is awakened from the undead volcano."
Hongjun's smile froze slightly.
The bamboo forest fell into silence again, and the cloud of gray air between the two figures had been put away by Li Changshou, and the book revealed behind Li Changshou also quietly dissipated.
Li Changshou said: "Fellow Daoist, don't you still admit defeat? I have broken your heel."
"Where is Pindao lost?"
Hongjun said indifferently: "On the contrary, fellow Taoist, if you can really beat the poor Taoist, how will you deal with this world
Destroy the prehistoric? "
"How could it be?" Li Changshou laughed, "I think this world is pretty good.
It is a microcosm of the mythology system of my hometown, which is in line with the culture of my hometown, very friendly and novel.
A new world, in what direction is development not development
Senior Lang's subconscious provided a model for this world, influenced the evolution of the original spiritual group, created such a beautiful world, isn't it good for it to exist
Fellow Daoist, haven’t you found out yet
The question is not what the heavens and the earth are like, or what the living beings are like.
This kind of world that could only exist in the mythology of my hometown is already quite good.
The problem is with you, it is with Tiandao.
Is it not possible to let this world break free from the shackles, and let it expand and develop according to the mutual influence of creatures and principles
Needless to say, the prehistoric world must be broken into a boundless starry sky, and there must be a solar system with a blue star.
The universe in my hometown is bigger.
Wouldn't it be good to let Honghuang develop on its own? Is it not good to let Heaven and Dao lose their selfish desires, and Taoists are separated from the origin of heaven and earth, and heaven, earth and Dao have no consciousness
I oppose Senior Lang's plan to destroy the world, it is an irresponsible way of escaping, and this kind of rough evasion and not looking for a remedy is really too rough. "
Li Changshou's eyes were quite sincere: "Fellow Daoist, let go, give freedom to the world, and freedom to living beings."
Hongjun narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Li Changshou.
Li Changshou said:
"Didn't Fellow Daoist keep saying that he is doing it for the sake of heaven and earth
This question seems to have hit the pain point of fellow daoists, and you may not be able to answer it for a while.
Because you never thought of letting go of this world!
The Dao of Heaven is your stepping stone. After killing Senior Lang, you have completed yourself. Now you are Daoist Hongjun, a creature who wants to control the world and the sea of chaos.
You spread Yuanshen Tao and preached the so-called method of killing three corpses.
The method of beheading the three corpses that fellow daoist taught me back then was brilliant, but after this exercise, I felt the sick psychology of fellow daoist for the first time.
A person with a good self must cut out his own corpse, good corpse, and evil corpse.
I have to suspect, fellow daoist, you want to make all the qi practitioners like you, and you are imagining that you are the 'self'.
Everything is just to satisfy your distorted Dao heart, don't mention everything is for the sake of heaven and earth.
This world was ruined by you guys in ancient times! "
"Forget it, you and I still can't understand each other."
"Friend Daoist, you make me feel a little sick now..."
Looking at Dao Ancestor with a look of pity in front of him, Li Changshou felt so speechless for the first time.
"You and I still have to fight after all," Hongjun didn't care about Li Changshou's complaints, "Since that's the case, let me believe that you have a hole card that threatens Pindao.
How and when do you want to fight
This is the last care of the seniors for the younger generation.
In fact, longevity... If you chose to practice the method of beheading three corpses given to you by Pindao, I would indeed give you the position of the ancestor of Taoism, and then explore the path back to the blue star by yourself. "
Li Changshou shook his head:
"I'm too insecure like that, I don't even dare to let the paper dolls have a conscious temperament.
Don't say these provocative words, fellow daoist's rhetoric actually doesn't make much sense. "
After a pause, Li Changshou looked down, only to see that Sun Wukong had opened his eyes, looking at the dark cloud-covered sky, in a little trance, as shown by the magic mirror on the desk.
"He's awake."
The smile on the corner of Daozu's mouth became more intense, "Before you and I fight, let's see how far he can go."
Li Changshou smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, you are also delaying time."
"Oh? Why do you say that?"
"You're just hurrying to devour the Dao of Heaven," Li Changshou raised his hand a little, and a picture slowly emerged behind Dao Zu.
Outside Zixiao Palace, a jade plate was spinning rapidly, under which was suppressed a large cauldron.
Inside the cauldron, there was a colorful figure sitting cross-legged quietly, being continuously refined by the cauldron of heaven and earth, streams of light rushed towards the jade plate.
Outside of the cauldron, four gray-robed veterans sat cross-legged, sticking out their palms to the Qiankun cauldron.
Seeing this, Li Changshou calmed down and said leisurely:
"You can fool the selfish desires of the Heavenly Dao and self-destroy the will of the Heavenly Dao, fellow Taoists are really amazing.
but…
The will of heaven was originally induced by a fellow daoist at the end of ancient times. Even if a fellow daoist devours the will of heaven, he only has a stronger control over the will of heaven, which is not much different from this time. "
Hongjun said: "You don't seem to be worried that Pindao completely controls the world."
Li Changshou smiled without saying a word, staring at the figure of Sun Wukong who was beginning to be entwined by the flames, and said with a smile:
"The so-called hole cards, of course, must be used at critical moments to make a final decision.
Fellow Daoists can do whatever they want, and when you are ready, I will give fellow Daoists the sense of ceremony they deserve. "
between the lines...
If the main body could be here now, I would have given you a shot.
However, Li Changshou didn't intend to get rough with Daozu.
His way of 'promoting' Taoist ancestors is not a battle of wits; Master Taiqing has tried this way, but it can't solve the fundamental problem.