come as god

Chapter 826 The Great Sword Overwhelms Kunlun, Zhao Ming Discusses the Daoist Scriptures
In the new divine calendar 522, autumn.

The weather in the north is suddenly bleak, and as soon as the beginning of autumn passes, Siberian wolves roar across thousands of mountains and rivers. The green leaves wither, and the forests are dyed orange.

Even though it was thousands of miles away, Zhao Ming could still see clearly.

Zhao Qing has already been here, throwing the Daluo Divine Sword into the Kunlun Mountains, turning into a mountain dragon on the ancestral planet Earth, integrating into the ecology of the omniscient eye, naturally creating the lines of a saint, brewing the principle of immortality.

That's what's so special about human beings.

"My human beings have the fragments of the super ancient saint village, which is an immortal existence that casts the primordial spirit of dark matter, so our natural genes also have the potential to control the force field of dark matter. Only the emperor can advance..."

Although Zhao Ming is sitting in the Sahara, the weather and geography of a hundred feet in radius is the scene of the east.

Pavilions, terraces and pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, rockery murals, the beauty of beauty.

Although it is impossible to go out of the desert, it is still beautiful and beautiful.

It was ten minutes at noon.

The bleak cold wind and sunshine in the north blew into the pavilions in the Sahara Desert, blowing Zhao Ming's long black hair, and a bright smile that was as gentle as a big boy next door hung on his face, which lasted for a long time.

squeak squeak~
He was crouching down and feasting.

Kyoto roast duck, Northeast stew, Dayu barbecue, Xishan pasta, fire steamed buns, all kinds of delicacies, a gathering of talents, and a tangy aroma.

For a while, the wind blew away, and the food was eaten in a short time.

Zhao Ming wiped the corners of his mouth happily: "Eating northern delicacies at noon and southern essence in the evening is really a great pleasure in the world!"

Ever since Zu Xing was suppressed, Zhao Ming gave himself a long vacation.

In the afternoon, an uninvited guest ushered in.

Whoa!
Thousands of auspicious qi hang down from outside the atmosphere, like a long rainbow hanging from the sky, descending on the desert.

The elegant and refined fairy-like figure suddenly appeared in the dust, her blue hair fluttered like clouds, her eyes were full of divine light and stars, her white jade hands were behind her slender waist, and her long skirt was gathered to reveal her eminent and charming figure.

The chest is high and towering, buttocks are upturned and round.

The body is as white as mutton fat jade, but the eyes are as cold as the cold springs of mountain streams.

The light white dress covered the calves, revealing an astonishing section of whiteness between the gust of wind, enough to shake the minds of countless people.

"Zhao Ming, it seems that you are having a good life, very leisurely."

With a trace of resentment in the clear voice, a faint figure suddenly appeared behind Zhao Ming.

"Tao can be Tao, very Tao, name can be named, very famous, the beginning of the unknown world is named the mother of all things, so there is nothing forever, I want to see the wonder..."

The sound of Lang Lang's reading stopped abruptly. Zhao Ming turned his head with a smile, pointed to the holy scriptures on the desk and said, "I'm very busy. I study the classics every day and comprehend the truth of the universe."

"Huh, I ordered takeaway just now, and the gods delivered the food, and it arrived in no time, so it was fun."

With his hands behind his back, Chen Shu moved lightly, and he had already arrived at the desk.

There are quite a lot of scriptures on the table, the Analects of Confucius, the Bible, and the Heart Sutra, Prajna, and the Tao Te Ching, which cover almost all classics in ancient and modern China and abroad.

"In ancient times, there were traces of intervention by the civilization of extraterrestrial gods. What do you want to find from these classics?"

She held the Heart Sutra in her hand and recited softly: "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, practicing the deep prajna paramita for a long time, illuminates all five aggregates to be empty, and overcomes all hardships. Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, and emptiness is not different from form..."

Zhao Ming said with a smile: "This is a remnant of mechanical civilization, with deliberate traces, and the God's Bible has deep traces of preaching, with private goods and deep malice."

Buddhist classics, scriptures of God, telling the life of gods and Buddhas, often have the meaning of "those who believe in me will escape from the sea of ​​suffering, and those who don't believe in me will sink forever", which is not only a threat, but also suspected of being kidnapped by immoral morality.

He raised the moral scriptures and oriental classics in his hands.

"These articles are classics. I can't find the source of the gods in the Milky Way. I'm afraid they hide deep mysteries. Especially this Tao Te Ching, every word is pure and selfless, and even includes the most truths of the universe."

"Hmph, don't show off your knowledge here."

She leaned on the desk with an amazing arc, and glanced at Zhao Ming from the corner of her eye: "You can fool others, but you can't fool me. The gods and Buddhas bet, the golden cicada travels westward, and there are hidden secrets. It's just a battle in the earth and fairy world. Thousands of people have suffered disasters, and my phoenix girl Yu Luocha has reincarnated again!"

"This westward journey is destined to be bloody and bloody. Is what you have done worthwhile?"

She squinted her eyes and stared at Zhao Ming. She could feel the surging undercurrent. People in the world had never understood Zhao Ming, but she had known Zhao Ming since she was a child and had a thorough understanding of his temperament.

"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, they treat all things as dogs, sages are not benevolent, and people are dogs. Between heaven and earth, is it like a stick? It is empty and unyielding, moving and getting better, talking too much, it is better to stay in the middle..."

Zhao Ming lowered his head and recited the classics.

The loud sound is like a clear spring and flowing water, and it is as long as a small bridge.

"Heaven and earth are not benevolent? Saints are not benevolent?"

His answer seemed to be ruthless and indifferent to all living beings, but Chen Shu heard another meaning, too many words, it is better to stay in the middle... He asked himself to 'be in the middle', that is to abide by the law of development of things and do nothing.

"Don't do anything?"

"Ah, I didn't say anything!" Zhao Ming stared wide-eyed, with an innocent face, pointing to the Tao Te Ching instead and said, "I'm afraid this moral classic is not something extraordinary, but a legacy of the saints."

"Is it so mysterious?" Chen Shu didn't quite believe it. She always looked forward and didn't like archeology like Chen Zhou.

She squeezed Zhao Ming and took away half of the stool.

"If you don't see it, it's called Yi, if you don't hear it, it's called Xi, if you don't hear it, it's called Wei... It's trance... If you can't see, you can't hear, you can't feel it, it's called trance. According to the ancient scientific level, trance probably refers to Air!"

"Air?"

Zhao Ming smiled and waved his arms: "Listen, this is the sound of the wind..."

"The air moves and there is wind, and if it is not wind, what is it?"

"If you look at it with the eyes of the ancients, it is mysterious and mysterious, but if you use the eyes of today's people to speculate, and regard this article as the dictation of a super ancient sage, what do you think it refers to?"

Zhao Ming looked down at the figure that was close to him, calm and without any fluctuation.

"You mean... dark matter?"

"I can't see it, I can't hear it, I can't touch it!"

"We can see the air, hear the sound of the wind, and even grab air particles. In today's era, even antimatter can be grasped. Only dark matter fills the universe and contains everything, but we can't see it, hear it, or touch it!"

For a moment, Chen Shu trembled all over.

Zhao Ming could even feel the muscles all over her body tense suddenly, and that inch of force almost sent him flying.

"The Tao Te Ching, probably left by the super ancient sages, contains the deep laws of the universe, but it is only a few words. I speculate that it may be the general outline of super ancient technology!"

Zhao Ming made this discovery slowly, which made Chen Shu forget his original intention long ago, and couldn't remember the purpose of coming here.

She just read the classics, secretly startled.

"The Immortality of the God of Valley means Xuan Min, and the gate of Xuan Min is the root of heaven and earth. Dark Matter Primordial Spirit? My God!"

"This is likely to be the general outline of the science and technology of the super ancient civilization!"

Chen Shu had never lost his composure as he did today, but he felt lost after realizing it.

"You might as well not tell me. This is like a preface to the general outline of super ancient technology. It just tells us the glory of super ancient technology, but we can't get super ancient technology. We can see it but not eat it."

"Haha, don't worry!"

Zhao Ming patted her delicate waist, and drove her away from the chair, half leaning on the armrest: "A husband is the only one who does not fight, so no one in the world can compete with him! The song is perfect, and the vain is straight. Are you talking nonsense?"

Compromise?

Chen Shuhuan stood with his chest up, his eyes were stern, and his long skirt was ethereal.

"Know the male, keep the female, I know you will have hidden plans, but you should know that human beings can't stand the toss in the face of the great enemy of the mechanical Buddha."

"Oh?"

Zhao Ming put down the scroll, with a faint smile on his face: "The gods asked you to persuade me to give up going west?"

"Once the Six Crows Tathagata enters the mechanical civilization, the mechanical Buddha will be even more powerful, and even step into a higher level of life. At that time, we will be destroyed. Is the Youta really so important? And the mechanical civilization will really give ?"

"Of course he will give it, and he will definitely give it, he can't not give it!"

Facing the questioning, Zhao Ming's expression gradually turned cold.

The two have a deep friendship and can even communicate with each other at a negative distance physically, but at this time they are tit for tat and will not give an inch.

"You shouldn't depend on the credit of the mechanical Buddha for the fate of human beings. You must know that the credit of the mechanical Buddha has long been bankrupt. The civilizations of the Sirian, the Qingmeng Beast, and the Asa Protoss all testify to the cruelty and ruthlessness of the mechanical civilization. .”

Chen Shu came here with the hopes of the gods on his back, and spoke fiercely.

She didn't want to see Zhao Ming become a sinner of mankind.

Once Zhao Ming's plan fails, the human race may not perish under the protection of the deterrent Tianjun, but they will definitely become wanderers in the universe, and everyone will remember Zhao Ming's waywardness.

At that time, he will be cast aside by all generations.

"Let's end it. Although a new Buddha is born, we are no longer afraid of mechanical civilization!"

"Are you really fearless?"

Zhao Ming got up suddenly, with the corners of his clothes drooping, and he pointed to the universe: "When Kumarajiva and Bi Shuba Tuo return, and the seven Buddhas and elders come to the Milky Way, what can we do to stop them?"

"Five heavenly kings and saints, and two immortal Da Luo, what can we do to stop them?"

With a wave of his sleeve, Chen Shu was swept out of the earth.

His words are sonorous and powerful, and there is no possibility of turning back.

"The Tathagata must enter the galaxy of all Buddhas, and the road to the west is unstoppable!"

"Gods block and kill gods, Buddhas block and kill Buddhas, whoever wants to die, come here!"

Where Zhao Ming didn't understand what Chen Shu meant, some gods must have been unable to hold back, and gave Zhao Ming an ultimatum, as long as he didn't stop traveling westward, they would attack.

Wukong sits in the fairy world, and Yang Ming loses the golden cicada stick.

It's the time when the Westbound team is at its weakest, do you want to take advantage of this opportunity to snatch the Zijin Bowl of the brain?

He turned around and returned to the chessboard, picked up two pieces, but looked through the sea of ​​stars, looking at the two people who set sail from the earth fairy world.

"I'll add a helper to you!"

The two chess pieces fell in response.

　Sitting for a day on the big weekend, writing [-] words, I cry, come to a great god to give pointers

　　
　
(End of this chapter)