Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 550 Similar but Different

After putting away the great magical power that changed the world, the old woman, the weapon spirit of the Xuanhuang Exquisite Tower of Heaven and Earth, watered the flowers and plants in the courtyard as always.

After a few breaths, a person came outside Chai Fei and asked softly: "Can I come in?"

"There's no padlock, it's up to you!" The old woman didn't even look at the other person.

After hearing this, Mingxin pushed open the firewood door, walked on the moss path, passed through the flower forest, and stopped about ten feet away behind the old woman.

"The last time we saw each other, it was only a thousand years ago. Didn't I promise you that I would give you three Yuan Hui and be at his mercy? Why did you come to visit me today?" the old woman said slowly.

"It's just a shirk. I don't think it's true. Why do you deceive me again? Today I just had a thought and came here for nothing else!" Ming Xin said slowly.

"Seriously?" the old woman asked slowly.

While he was speaking, Mingxin gently folded a flower. The petals were red and yellow, green and purple, green and red, and the colors were unpredictable.

Seeing the other party's behavior, the old woman frowned slightly and sighed softly: "What a pity for this Mokomanshu Shahua!"

"Mother-in-law, this bad guy is going to eat me!" the girl said softly.

When the two girls saw the girl behind their mother-in-law, they immediately burst into laughter. They came forward, squatted down and picked her up to make her laugh. Then they walked towards the space door and disappeared into it.

But when he turned around and saw Ming Xin, he took off his little feet and ran towards the old woman like a frightened bunny, hiding behind him and half-expanding his head timidly.

"You can take her to play later." The old woman said slowly.

This is a rare way for ordinary people to embark on spiritual practice.

After these four kinds of Tianhua were refined into elixirs, they were named Tianhua Dan. It was a spiritual elixir that few mortals could take directly.

"This flower has been blooming for five thousand years. It has received the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and enjoyed the essence of the sun and moon. It can actually refine a Tianhua Pill." Mingxin said with a smile.

"Senior Linglong, do you think that if we have another Tianhua Pill, we might be able to create another Red Moon?" Ming Xin asked.

Upon hearing this, the old woman said slowly: "Not to mention these flowers and plants, even an inconspicuous stone on the roadside, they are not opened for anyone, and they are not waiting for anyone. They are also creatures between heaven and earth, there is no such thing as The truth is to sacrifice yourself and help others.”

There are four kinds of heavenly flowers in mandala, and their names are Tianyu mandala flower, moko mandala flower, manjushuahua and mokomanjushahua.

"Don't be afraid, he is just trying to scare you. Go and play with your sisters." The old woman smiled.

"What a pity for this fine Tianhua Pill!" Ming Xin sighed.

While talking and laughing, with a thought in his mind, a spatial door shaped like a portal suddenly appeared about a few feet away.

More than ten thousand years ago, in the declining Linghuan world, where the upper limit of monks was only in the late Yuanying stage, this person, as a mortal, accidentally obtained a Tianhua Pill and embarked on the path of cultivation. "Transformation into God" method, practice to the middle stage of "Transformation into God".

At that time, many spirit-transforming and Nascent Soul cultivators from the Five Saints Sect in the Linghuan Realm bowed their heads and obeyed orders. Among them, the former Shiheng Venerable was also one of them!
During this period, Xuanji, an ancient Mahayana, came to the Linghuan world as a clone of the God Transformation Stage, trying to seize the ancient immortal energy, but was killed by this person instead.

In the rain of flowers all over the sky, the inspiration contained in this sand flower condensed into one place, transforming into a five or six-year-old girl, with bright eyes and full of curiosity.

Heaven and earth have their own glimmer of hope, and mortals can also seek immortality!
However, for Yuanying monks, these four kinds of Tianhua Pills can make them fall into sleep after taking the pills, as if they have been reincarnated for thousands of lives, and they can experience the mysteries of the distraction period and even the various realms in the future.

This person has been alive for four to five thousand years and has been a powerful force for the whole world.

This elixir can enable people who are born with incomplete souls to make up for the three souls and seven souls. It can also help mortals open their wisdom roots, the so-called spiritual roots, and embark on the road to immortality and immortality.

As soon as she heard what Mingxin said, the old woman put down the kettle, turned around and took back the Mokomanshu Shahua from the other party's hand. She waved it gently, and the courtyard was filled with colorful fallen flowers.

I saw two slim girls walking out of it. When they arrived in front of the old woman, they turned slightly sideways and knelt down, saluting: "I've met my mother-in-law."

After this experience, Xuanji suddenly felt a penchant for cherishing talents. She did not hesitate to offend Zhu Zun and crossed the border again, hoping to take him under her command and cultivate him quietly.

However, this person's "Wu Xu Huan Shen" idea is to have the world be unified and everyone is like a dragon, so he rejected Xuanji's invitation and did not want to be alone.

But on the one hand, other monks have long been accustomed to being aloof, so how can they be willing to restrain themselves, abandon their own interests, and surrender to mortals?
On the other hand, those mortals have received education, but although they can read and understand, few can clearly practice it. Without so-called lofty ideals, they will inevitably fall into the intrigues of monsters and demons, constantly fighting for themselves and for future generations. Seize personal gain.

Although Hongyue suppressed the entire spiritual world for thousands of years with his tyrannical cultivation, he could not change people's hearts in the end.

Walking alone and looking back in confusion, he finally ended up exhausted and died of exhaustion. He was a monk in the middle stage of divine transformation, but he did not live to die!
However, whether it is the Linghuan Realm, the Linglong Realm, or the Lingxuan Realm, this person has heard of the great powers in the three realms.

It is generally accepted that if Hong Yue was willing to take a step back when he was young, the sea and the sky would be brighter.

As long as he ascends to the spiritual worlds of Lingxuan and Linglong, he will be able to break through to the combined stage within a few years.

At that time, he was probably only about two thousand years old. In the future, Mahayana is also expected.

It's a pity that this man refused to turn around and died as a martyr!
"There are never two identical flowers in this world. Although they look similar, they are hardly the same. How could Hong Yue be created by a Tianhua Pill?" The old woman looked at Ming Xin and shook her head lightly.

Speaking of this, He asked: "With your current strength, you can resurrect Red Moon. In this way, soon, you will have another Mahayana in the world of spirit. Why don't you want to?"

Upon hearing this, Mingxin smiled and said: "Resurrection of the dead, the backlash of heaven and earth can be forced on me, what good will this do to me? What's more, this person is not of the same mind as me, just like Shiheng, Since he broke through to Mahayana, he actually prevented me from intervening in your affairs in the spiritual realm!"

"The way that Shiheng pursues is to harmonize all things. We are all living beings in this world, and there is no need to distinguish between superior and inferior. Since that one analyzed the path and fruit of immortality into nine realms, divided into twenty-seven levels , It was a good intention to teach it to the world! However, he did bad things with good intentions, and these descendants were divided into three, six or nine levels above these levels, and they were full of anger." The old woman said slowly.

"Everyone in the world is here for profit. With these differences between high and low, wouldn't practitioners in the future be more motivated? The existence of this world is reasonable, you can't deny this, right?" Mingxin said with a smile.

"I don't want to argue with you, and I don't have time to interfere with what you think and practice." The old woman shook her head lightly.

"You are different from Snake Po." Mingxin said slowly.

"Zhu Ying's nature is very strong and likes to fight. I just want to stay here and wait for the flowers to bloom and see them fade. If one day, it's time for me to die, I'll just let it go." The old woman sighed softly. "Senior Linglong, you were born innately. Your true body has existed since ancient times. I wonder if you can tell me what kind of person that person is?" Ming Xin asked in a deep voice.

"I am not the original weapon spirit born from this exquisite tower. It's just that Jumang, Lingshou and others separated the turbidity and came into being when they created the divine court. They don't know what happened in the past. But the one who entered Before it was destroyed, all the past history had been erased, so you can't find the real answer," the old woman said slowly.

Speaking of this, He shook his head slightly: "Actually, why do you need to cling to the past? He is Him and you are you. A flower is a world, a tree is a floating life, you have to be able to pick it up and let it go!"

Upon hearing this, Ming Xin smiled, clenched her fists, and said in a deep voice: "But I prefer the word 'take'. I don't like being controlled by others. Everything is in the palm of my hand!"

"You can't do it now." The old woman said softly.

"I can do it one day." Mingxin said.

After saying this, he turned around and laughed away.

Looking at his leaving figure, the old woman lowered her eyebrows and couldn't help but sigh: "A flower blooms with different petals. After all, you are not Him, and you cannot be Him!"

"It will definitely be replaced!" Ming Xin responded in a deep voice.

As he spoke, His figure slowly disappeared outside the courtyard.

Hearing this, the old woman still looked calm, and He still watered the flowers as always.

After a long time, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "Linglong, you shouldn't use the black and yellow energy to wash away what is in Xuan Hong's heart."

"Zhu, since you gave up on Xuan Hong decades ago, he has never had anything to do with you since then. You are not qualified to intervene when my little sister takes action this time. Now that Kunpeng is optimistic about him , The little girl is also willing to take a gamble." The old woman said calmly.

Zhu Zun, who was in the underworld, crossed the layers of boundary walls and responded via voice transmission: "Xuan Hong's upper limit can be seen at a glance. Aren't you afraid of losing your capital?"

"The Taiyin people have solved the mystery of Yuanhui and have condensed two Dao fruits so far. Isn't it barely usable?" the old woman asked.

"If you use too much vagina, it will be difficult to achieve perfection. Let's prepare it for now!" Zhu Zun's tone was slightly slower.

"What's the harm in having Xuan Hong as a variable?" the old woman said.

Speaking of this, he chuckled: "You forced our spirit world to divide its origin and create this lower world, using it as a Gu circle. Before that, my little sister didn't interfere in the slightest. However, All of you are either in the Yin Division or in the Xinghai, and you can't stop Xuanji from tossing up and down in it. Since he has already taken the lead, I have to move a little bit here, right? I have Ming Xin and Shi Heng in my hands, do I still have to worry about it?”

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zun was silent for a moment, and then said: "I won't do this next time!"

"Old sister, I would like to thank you for this!" The old woman nodded lightly.

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and a round mirror of mysterious light suddenly appeared in front of him.

Among them, Cao Wei was seen flying against the wind, flying towards the secret realm left behind by the Nine Birds Religion.

In this wild and wild place, except for a few Tao realms left by other Mahayana sages in the Small Mysterious Realm, what he sees with his eyes, hears with his ears, and feels with his mind is nothing else. Everything keeps falling apart.

"Old sister, what do you think of my little sister washing her body and meditating for that boy?" the old woman said slowly.

"It is caused by greed. Without these thoughts, it will be useless after all!" Zhu Zun said.

Upon hearing this, the old woman smiled and asked: "Now that I have restrained my mind and restrained my nature, I am no longer as angry and arrogant as before. I am now as stupid as the world and as greedy as Xuanhong. Isn't this what you like to see?" "

"Happy? He has been restless from the beginning, trying to get rid of us! But now I am more willing not to get involved in it. However, the evil spirits in the world are becoming more and more powerful, covering up most of the secrets, and everything is beginning to change. It's confusing. If not, why would our Linghuan Realm contact Xuan Hong so early?" Zhu Zun said.

"Zhu, your sense of control is too strong. You taught me Mingxin step by step, so I am like you!" The old woman said with a smile.

"What I dislike the most are those variables!" Zhu Zun's tone was slightly cold.

"Only when there are variables can we have hope!" the old woman retorted calmly.

"Instead of waiting for variables to appear, it is better to shape it with your own hands!" Zhu Zun said.

"Xuanhong was born from the consciousness pearl condensed by Meng Ji. It turned from illusion into reality. It is inherently variable. But if we interfere too much, the variables will become fixed." The old woman said.

"So what?" Zhu Zun asked.

"Isn't it better to let nature take its course?" the old woman said.

"I'm not like you!" Zhu Zun said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, the old woman just shook her head and never made any further excuses.

Then he turned to ask: "Hongyue has been incarnation for more than ten thousand years, which is nearly one yuan. If you don't resurrect him, you will never have another chance!"

One Yuanhui lasts 129,600 years, and one yuan is divided into twelve husks, each of which lasts 10,000 and 800 years!
And if it is each reincarnation, it will be almost a while.

If this time limit is exceeded, even if a Mahayana monk takes action, it will be difficult to resurrect the opponent.

After all, the other party has either reincarnated, or his soul has been integrated into the origin of the world and been broken and reorganized.

"Even if Hong Yue resurrects him, it will be useless! All living beings have selfish motives, so the great wish of world unity is just a great wish. It may be realized temporarily, but in the end it cannot last long. Such a vision will only exist in illusion. There must be no truth in it! Otherwise, why couldn't Meng Ji truly create an eternal kingdom?" Zhu Zun said in a deep voice.

"We'll see!" the old woman laughed.

"There is no need to place your hopes in the future. It was like this in the past and it will be like this in the future." Zhu Zun said.

(End of this chapter)