Taoist Master Xuanhuang

The opposite is the movement of the Tao, and the weak is the use of the Tao.

Things always develop in the opposite direction, this is an irrefutable truth.

The Four Superiors and Eight Greats, from weakness to prosperity and strength, will inevitably also go from prosperity and strength to decline, just like the changes of Tao. Change is the only constant.

Even Xuan Huang himself is the same. If he wants to remain unchanged, he needs to constantly accept changes and seek constancy in changes. This is the Tao.

Finally it becomes the Tao, and even transcends the Tao, so that it can last forever.

The Four Supers are all transformed from religious nature, and the promoters or discoverers of these ultimate truths naturally understand this principle.

Of course, another way is to keep to the middle and be more moderate.

Not pursuing the strongest will not make you weak. When you are strong, you can prepare for the future and balance yourself by giving up some things. When you are weak, you can strive for self-improvement and become stronger.

This is the solution for the four super companies. Even if they are split up in the future, they will not really decline, but will just stay in the middle.

So, even though they had seen this trend a long time ago, they were not too worried, especially since worrying wouldn't change it.

Monks is a general term. There are many kinds of monks, including divine monks, ghost monks, monks with fate, various subordinate monks, various monks who enter the Tao through skills and so on.

They are true cultivators among the monks, true cultivators who take the three invincible methods as their foundation.

The name "true cultivation" has always been the name they use to label themselves, to distinguish themselves from other divine cultivation, ghost cultivation, etc.

Strictly speaking, the weakening of the four supernormal abilities and eight great powers is a temporary retreat of true practice.

The new ones to come on the stage are other cultivators who have been suppressed by the true cultivators for a long time, such as divine cultivators, fate cultivators, subordinate cultivators, etc.

Judging from the current situation, the divine cultivators are very transcendent. Their strengths are bound to Xuan Huang as the core of the Divine Lord and the Taoist Lord, making it almost impossible for them to weaken.

This may be the benefit of spiritual practice, the greatest benefit.

However, because of Xuan Huang, it is impossible for the divine cultivators to become the protagonists of an era. Any faction of cultivators may become the protagonists of an era, but the divine cultivators cannot.

Xuanhuang's temperament is their temperament, and being low-key and otherworldly is their temperament.

Any faction of monks has the potential to create earth-shattering and incredible situations, except for the divine monks, who don't have the character to do so.

On the contrary, it was discussed in several secret meetings of the four superpowers.

After the era of true cultivation, it should be the era of subordinate cultivators. That is, the forces developed by the Taoist treasures will become the next protagonists.

This is very likely.

Although they were born the latest, they also have to have strong roots. The subordinate monks have very deep roots. It's not that they are so strong, but that their founders are too strong.

It would be strange if the faction created by the Taoist master’s treasures was not strong.

Moreover, because the true cultivators dominated the first epoch, the ghost cultivators, spirit beasts, independent cultivators, etc., who served as supporting roles, were consumed and suppressed too much.

The strongest protagonist of an era possesses the strongest resources and dominates an era. As supporting roles, it is difficult for them to have truly powerful resources.

Without resources it would be difficult to support their rise.

It can be said that various factions other than true cultivation have been buried by the dominance of true cultivation.

They lack the foundation and need better accumulation, as well as major changes, before they have a chance to rise.

Jin Ning and Lin Fan returned to the Martial Arts Alliance headquarters while conversing.

Through the conversation along the way, Lin Fan understood the situation he was facing at the moment.

It is indeed as Master Jin said, the spread of the Golden Body Method should be spread sooner rather than later, otherwise I will not have such an opportunity. Just imagine, how can I compare with the methods created by the great masters of Zhibao?

Although he was very confident, he really didn't dare to make a comparison. It depended on who he was comparing with. He really didn't have the confidence to compare with Zhibao.

"Master Jin, I understand. I will behave well tomorrow and will never keep anything for myself."

After Lin Fan finished speaking, he returned to his residence to prepare for the "Ten Thousand Qi Alchemy Body Method Conference" to be held in South City tomorrow.

the other side.

The glazed bridge melted into a rainbow river under my feet, and the hanging wisteria touched by my fingertips suddenly turned into swimming fish, with scales glowing with the rusty green light of bronze vessels.

In the distance, a giant bronze tree was growing against gravity. In the amber hanging between the branches, the curled-up figure of a baby was floating. At a certain moment, all pupils opened at the same time, and thousands of silver rays pierced through the mist.

The sky suddenly cracked into celadon patterns, and the broken stars fell into the bronze tripod and boiled.

Walking barefoot across the mirror-like lake, the reflected Thousand Buddha Caves seem to extend realistically above your head. The broken arms of the colorful Bodhisattvas grow cinnabar-colored corals, and the rotten lotus pedestals ooze honey-like golden mucus.

Something was laughing behind my ear. When I turned around, I saw the candlelight in the stone lantern twisting into seal script, with ink creeping along the moss-covered columns.

The vines suddenly wrapped around his ankles, and the dark purple tentacles took on the outline of a human face.

As he retreated in fear, he bumped into the suspended bronze chimes, and the twelve chimes spontaneously vibrated out the mournful sound of the Qiang flute from the frontier. The embossed gluttonous patterns on the surface of the bells began to move, and the animal's pupils flowed out of the molten glass, gathering on the ground into a boiling river of silver mercury.

The kite flying in the distance was actually made of human skin, with two luminous pearls in its eye sockets and a bronze bell tied to the end of the trailing silk thread. Every crisp sound made the air crack into spider-web-like transparent cracks.

The whole world suddenly turned upside down. When the blood moon rose from the bottom of the water, I saw my reflection growing six arms, each holding a lotus burning with flames of a different color in its palm.

I wanted to scream, but a swarm of fireflies surged from my throat, and the phosphorus on their wings wrote Sanskrit mantras in the air.

The last thing I saw was a ruined nine-story pagoda in the clouds, which was dissolving, and its eaves and brackets turned into liquid gold and fell into the abyss.

From the depths of the nightmare came the roar of waves hitting the chimes, and countless bells carved from bones were wrapped in the salty waves.

"break!"

The Sweeping Monk was shining with golden light, as if cutting through the junction between light and darkness between heaven and earth.

The dream world was first called the nightmare world.

I don't know when everyone started calling this world the Dream World, and seemed to have forgotten its original name.

It was originally called the Nightmare World, and as the name suggests, this place is such a nightmarish and dark place.

The place where the gate to the dream world is located is naturally peaceful and auspicious, but any dream cultivator who has traveled deep into the dream world knows that it is home, and home is very peaceful under the protection of Lord Shi Meng.

But once you go deep into the dream world, weird, strange, absurd and weird, this is eternity.

Moreover, these nightmare-like scenes are both real and illusory. If you are not strong, he is the reality that kills you. If you are strong, he is the illusion that sees through the fog.

It will also be illusory and real according to your identity and thinking.

The Sweeping Monk is, after all, a Buddhist disciple, and the bizarre illusions he faces are also the presentation of various bizarre and evil Buddhas.

After the Sweeping Monk saw through the illusory test, he did not take any further action.

He looked a little nervous, as if he was eagerly waiting for something.

It was even more serious than the test he had just taken to see through his dream.

...(End of chapter)