The world of Taoism

Chapter 247 All promising methods are just dreams.

With a loud bang, Zhou Xuan penetrated a layer of membrane and entered the gray world.

The gray world is like a small town, where hundreds of people live, and pedestrians come and go.

Zhou Xuan was like a giant light bulb, the blue light instantly illuminated the earth.

The crowd below suddenly became agitated, an old shout came from the sky, and a red light flew into the sky.

The red light stopped in front of Zhou Xuan, revealing the image of a middle-aged man wearing an official uniform with a majestic face.

"Who is here?" Mr. Zhongde held the gavel tightly in his hand, and patted it on the top of Zhou Xuan's head.

Boom!

A thunder sounded, and Juli pushed Duke Zhongde away.

Mr. Zhongde didn't even have the strength to resist, so he flew upside down for hundreds of meters.

"Oh?" Zhou Xuan frowned, as if he saw something interesting.

When facing Duke Zhongde, this guy was in the Yinshen stage.

Because of the lack of faith, it can only display the strength of the bardo period.

Fighting against Zhou Xuan now, turned out to be only in the realm of the bardo stage, that is to say, a whole realm has been lost.

Zhou Xuan easily repelled it.Then he dodged to come behind Duke Zhongde.

Putting his hands on his shoulders, Tiangang Zhenqi was eager to try, as long as Zhou Xuan activated it, he would immediately spit it out.

"Don't move around! I have no malicious intentions. I just want to come to you for cooperation."

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Xuan put forward his conditions.

First of all, the belief in the existence of Zhongde Gong was provided by Zhou Xuan.

And it can also give the Chen family a certain quota, so that they can survive in the underworld after death, and the quota is more than before.

"How many places?" Mr. Zhongde immediately calmed down, and there seemed to be some changes in his heart.

Zhou Xuan looked up at the world, which was smaller than he imagined.

It is the size of a small village, and it is estimated that it can accommodate 1000 people.

There are at most three or four hundred ghosts living on it, but Zhou Xuan can sustain it.

"Your faith can only maintain 400 people at most, and it is still decreasing year by year. How about it, I will give you [-] people."

"The quota of [-] people is fixed, how to allocate them, how long they can live, you decide internally, how about that?" Zhou Xuan asked.

Hearing Zhou Xuan's words, Duke Zhongde's expression softened a little, as if there was some change.

He is not worried about Zhou Xuan's conspiracy against him now.

Since the other party easily entered this world, it was enough to prove Zhou Xuan's strength, if he wanted to do something to him, he probably didn't need any tricks.

"Okay, the Chen family belongs to you." Mr. Zhongde had a complex expression on his face. After making this decision, he felt a little relaxed at the same time.

Of course it is good to be free and unrestrained alone, without being restrained by others.

The burden of the whole family is on him, and after throwing this burden away, it will be easier.

As long as you can live, what else can't you give?

The two talked for a while, and Zhou Xuan asked about something that happened thousands of years ago.

Mr. Zhongde speaks eloquently and recites everything back and forth, including the forces and gods from thousands of years ago.

The more Zhou Xuan listened, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he always felt that there was something abnormal.

This guy remembers it very clearly, but there is a sense of unfamiliarity, like an endorsement.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xuan's heart moved, and he asked casually: "Is the Le'an City God you mentioned still alive?"

"He died a long time ago. The City God is strong, but how can he survive the millennium..."

Having said that, Mr. Zhongde's expression stiffened, and he stopped suddenly.

"The city god is stronger than you. Why did you live longer than him? The divine way is easily polluted by believers, and the probability of demon contamination is higher when you contact the heavenly way. How did you live for a thousand years?"

"Mr. Zhongde, it's time to speak frankly..." Zhou Xuan smiled.

Many gods from thousands of years ago have disappeared, and I dare not say that they are dead, but it is true that they have not shown their faces.

For example, Emperor Fude, a deity with a history of more than 2000 years and whose believers cover the entire Yangzhou.

Now his temple has become an official institution, and there are no magicians.

This is enough to prove that the longer the time, the lower the probability of the survival of the gods.

"Hey, that's all..." Zhongde told the truth fairly.

In fact, he is not the real Duke of Zhongde.

The real Duke of Zhongde disappeared 600 years ago because of the demonic contamination and was burned by the belief of believers.

Before dying, pass on memory and power to a Patriarch.

Later generations get the memory and strength of Duke Zhongde, and continue to accept the offerings of later generations.

But after all, it is not the deity, and the memory of the predecessor is confused with his own memory, which greatly increases the probability of magic contamination.

The more it spreads to the back, the more memories there are, which is equivalent to a person having multiple personalities, so the magic dyes faster.

It has been passed down to Mr. Zhongde that this is the fourth person. Mr. Zhongde held this position 60 years ago.

"Have you ever seen the magic dye of the gods?" Zhou Xuan's face was solemn, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"I've seen it." A trace of fear flashed in Mr. Zhongde's eyes, and then he slowly talked about what happened during that time.

The so-called magic dye does not mean that a person suddenly yells and then explodes and dies due to disordered energy.

it's not true.

When the former Lord Zhongde was in power, Yintu expanded rapidly, the population doubled several times, he had more supernatural powers, and his power was stronger.

The character has gradually become a god, and all he thinks about is expanding his beliefs.

For some reason, it finally turned into a ball of fire and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Boom!

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Xuan's mind exploded.

Is this magic dye?

That's it!

The scene changed rapidly, and everything in front of me began to collapse and distort.

The whole space is full of twisted spirals, everything is twisted into a spiral shape

Mr. Zhongde twisted directly into a spiral shape, his face could not be distinguished, and even his voice began to change.

It seems that time and space are twisted with the spiral, and collapsed with the collapse.

The Yin soil of Lord Zhongde and the Yin soil of the Crystal Palace, including the whole world, began to distort.

The ghosts on the land exploded like fireworks, turning into little stars.

Zhou Xuan was floating in this distorted world, surrounded by thick black mist, and murmurs of voices came from the black mist.

There are entreaties, weeping, and cursing...

The sound turned into substance, lingering around me all the time.

Zhou Xuan's expression was distorted, sometimes laughing, sometimes sad, sometimes ferocious, sometimes compassionate...

Every expression is frozen on the face, and the whole face is changing expressions all the time.

The space suddenly shattered and turned into countless mirrors, each of which contained Zhou Xuan with various expressions.

The scene is full of paradox and a kind of eerie horror.

At this moment, Zhou Xuan really fell into a terrible evil.

It turned out that from the very beginning, the moment Zhou Xuan stepped into the bardo stage, the process of demonic contamination had already begun, and everything was subtly changing.

At such a dangerous time, Zhou Xuan's heart reverberated passages of scriptures, and his past practice paid off at this moment.

"The reason why all living beings do not get the true way is because they have delusional minds... they always sink into the sea of ​​suffering, and never lose the true way. The true and constant way, those who realize it will get it; those who have achieved it will always be peaceful!"

"There is no stillness in silence, how can desire be born, and if desire is not born, it is true tranquility."

Zhou Xuan's expression gradually calmed down, and the distorted space in front of him stopped flowing, creating a strange calm.

At this moment, Zhou Xuan's heart was extremely calm, and his blazing emotions seemed to be extinguished by a basin of cold water.

In the bardo stage, the so-called bardo means "the front yin has faded, the back yin has not yet arrived, and the bardo is present."

A state between life and death, the past is over, and the future is not.

This is a stage that everyone must go through, and all kinds of incredible and bizarre things will be found one by one.

It's hard to tell if it's real or fake.

The senses cannot give people real feedback.

How much is true and how much is false?
Human death is like a lamp being extinguished, and the water, fire and wind in the outside world will disperse as soon as it blows, who can keep the soul?

Are these believers real?Is this ghost real?
If he maintained Yin spirits at will, then Zhou Xuan summoned thousands of souls, and then slapped them down, wouldn't he have tens of thousands of points of spirituality?
It started very smoothly, building temples, gathering believers, opening up Yin soil, and calling Yin soldiers.

Everything went so smoothly, the superficial phenomena made Zhou Xuan forget the deeper things.

One leaf blinds the eyes, nothing more than that.

But are these things fake?

Any appearance is actually a manifestation of a certain aspect of reality.

How can we see through the truth?
Only by being "always pure" can one see through the false and the real!

"There is no stillness in silence, how can desire be born, and if desire is not born, it is true tranquility."

Whoa!

Zhou Xuan opened his eyes, his eyes were like ancient wells, as if he could see through the reality of everything.

"All promising methods are just dreams and bubbles." Zhou Xuan smiled lightly, realizing clearly in his heart, and a golden light wheel slowly emerged from the back of his head.

Time passed, and the collapsed space returned to normal.

The distorted Lord Zhongde and Yintu returned to their original state again, no different from before.

But in Zhou Xuan's eyes, it was completely different.

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