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Chapter 446: Dao Fifty, Tian Yan Forty-Nine

"Is there any secret behind the Twelve Dharma Gates?"

After the ordinary-looking man left, Max immediately asked Lao Zhangtou.

"Then it depends on what counts as a secret."

Lao Zhangtou was also helpless and didn't know how to answer this question.

Objectively speaking, what Max just said is right. There is no secret in the twelve dharma gates in the eyes of people at their level.

The twelve methods correspond to twelve ways of understanding the world. It's that simple.

This stuff is like math.

Whether you can learn it or not is not your personal problem and has nothing to do with mathematics itself.

You can't say that you got 25 points in the mid-term math test, and then accuse the math teacher of asking you to guess riddles.

Li Mumu learned more intelligence information from Xia Yubing - the strength of practicing the twelve methods did not increase all the time, but began to slowly decline after reaching a certain limit.

Although in the Beiming Xinjue practiced by Li Mumu, this power is still called the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

But if you want to say that the Twelve Dharma Doors have no secrets at all, that’s not entirely true.

If the Secret Service really comes to visit, it will definitely not be because of something as trivial as your practice of someone else's technique.

Just as people have joys and sorrows, the moon waxes and wanes. There will also be a process of ebb and flow in practicing the twelve methods.

This was something Li Mumu heard mentioned casually by the soldiers coming and going in school.

As a former cardinal of the Immortality Religion, Max has full say in this matter.

Gas is needed to run a car.

There are many channels to learn about the Twelve Cultivation Methods, and the Secret Service usually does not specifically attack cultivators, even those outside the Twelve Cultivation Methods.

Although for most people, it may not feel its importance.

Is this a secret?
Li Mumu was not sure. Even she knew things, but she felt that it should not be enough to interest the generous guest.

But it doesn't matter what your name is, everyone sees the world differently. Honey in your eyes is arsenic in my eyes.

Is there any deeper secret?
As the guest said, today is an important historical node.

The basis of the twelve dharma gates is the oscillating ripples of the tides of time and space.

People need to eat to live in this world.

In fact, the Secret Service rarely interferes in real-world affairs.

For people like Lao Zhangtou who have never been in prison, their upper limit in this life is probably at the level of a puppet master. Without special opportunities, it is basically impossible to go further.

Although introductory textbooks are free or even given away, advanced textbooks are not easy to obtain. Generally speaking, only those within the Secret Service can master the advanced methods of their own related techniques.

A case as high as the annihilation of the Holy Grail Church can be handled by the police and the local army.

This ebb and flow refers to the oscillations of the tides in space and time.

Cultivation of immortality and Qi requires the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

——Tianmen First People's Hospital will officially break ground today.

Starting today, the 1.5 million residents of Tianmen City, especially the 99% of low-income groups, will have the basic right to life to survive the disease.

The average life span of Tianmen people will show an upward trend starting from today, making the book of life and death in the Palace of Yama longer and longer...

Of course, in the eyes of some people, this is just a small favor. There is no need for hospitals without free panacea. All doctors should work tirelessly and tirelessly to ensure a 100% cure rate.

Otherwise, he should be taken out and beheaded.

Putting aside these arrogances, most ordinary people actually don’t understand the importance of this point in time.

Based on their limited knowledge, they are almost indifferent to people and things other than making money and eating.

But history will eventually leave its mark.

Li Mumu opened her eyes and looked out the window.

There was snow outside the window, but Max and Lao Zhangtou in the apartment building seemed unaware of it.

Xia Yubing has begun to advance. As her strength continues to recover, the sound of the tide in Li Mumu's ears becomes more and more obvious.

Through the window, she could even see the overlapping images of the real world and outer dimensions.

Is she a reef?

No, instead of saying it was a reef, Li Mumu felt that Xia Yubing at this moment was more like an anchor, firmly inserted into the gravel on the seabed, and it remained motionless no matter how the tide washed away.

Chains fell from the sky and suddenly stretched, tightly connecting the sky and the earth.

We are the anchor...

Li Mumu seemed to hear someone whispering in her ear, but she was not sure if it was her imagination.

"Actually, when I used to work in the Machinery Manufacturing Bureau, I heard an unfounded rumor..."

In the church, Lao Zhangtou looked at the flickering candlelight in front of him, feeling a vague feeling of panic in his heart, but he couldn't express it.

From the moment he heard the uninvited guest say that today is an important historical node, he had a vague feeling in his heart.

Your own opportunity seems to be right in front of you, but you must learn to let go.

But he couldn't let it go.

He still wants to live, he still wants to enjoy a happy life, so he is unwilling and dare not give up the power he has worked so hard to cultivate.

"I once heard a young man say that the twelve dharma gates are twelve locks, used to lock the world. It is because of this that the territory of the Ming Kingdom is not affected by the tides of time and space."

"Unlike those foreign devils in the Western world, who were swept away by the tide of time and space and wiped out all their ancestors... Ah, Mr. Max, of course I am not talking about you."

"It doesn't matter, we have heard similar claims before and have conducted relevant research."

Max didn't mind what Lao Zhangtou said about foreign devils. Apart from his name and appearance, he didn't feel that he had any kinship with those "foreign devils".

"At that time, scholars of the Immortality Sect put forward a very interesting point of view, believing that the twelve dharma gates correspond to the way of heaven."

"The way of heaven?"

Old Zhang was shocked: "Is it so high-end?"

"Of course, the so-called great avenues are fifty and the heavens are forty-nine. In the traditional Taoist philosophy, three thousand great avenues is an imaginary number. There are only forty-nine great avenues that can truly explain the laws of heaven and earth."

Max said sternly: "The twelve cultivation methods are divided into the righteous way and the heretic way, the righteous way is twenty-eight, and the heretic way is twelve, which adds up to forty. In addition to the Western mysterious system that the new government of the Ming Dynasty allowed to register, there are exactly nine types. , which adds up to forty-nine.”

"So the popular view in our sect at that time was that only these forty-nine ways of heaven were allowed to exist in the interior of the Ming Dynasty. As an external force, the Changsheng Sect could only compete for one of the nine additional positions."

"The archbishop didn't believe it, so now the grass on his grave is three inches high."

(End of this chapter)