The Sage Who Transcended Samsara Chapter 227: Unforgettable
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"How can I give up?"
"The strength that I have worked hard from painstaking cultivation really belongs to myself, how can I achieve the greatest guarantee of legend, how can I give up as an illusion?"
After hearing a series of questions about Qi Zhengyan, Meng Qi's thoughts appeared in his mind.
If you do n’t have the strength of Martial Dao, what can you do to cope with the return of the legendary Supreme one after another?
If you do n’t have the strength of Martial Dao, if you do n’t have good intentions like gold and silver, you do n’t even have the resistance?
If there is no Martial Dao strength, don't tell me is thinking about the big Pāramitā behind him?
If there is no Martial Dao strength, how to find clues to revive Xiaosang?
If you do n’t have the strength of Martial Dao and your teacher ’s friends are in danger, would n’t you just be able to watch and watch, even if you are anxious and worried, you ca n’t help?
Step by step to your current status as realm, many things are based on the strength of Martial Dao. Without it, you are a rootless duckweed, you ca n’t do it, just assume it, you can Really feel what is called powerlessness!
See Meng Qi's rare expression of change of appearance, Qi Zhengyan's expression is more serious, the tone is more plain:
"If we do n’t trust each other and exchange this suggestion with other people, would you think it ’s a conspiracy, and you can deceive the world ’s strongest Heavenly Immortal to self-abuse Martial Dao with only a few words, and easily kill him?"
"Do n’t your intense resistance and struggle all prove your dependence on Martial Dao?"
"You used to live for so many years without Martial Dao?"
"Without Martial Dao, you are not you?"
The words and sentences are in my ears, Meng Qi's thoughts are ups and downs, they confront each other, refute each other, there is shaking, but no one can make up my mind:
Yeah, today and now, I really rely too much on Martial Dao. It is hard to imagine what life would be like without Martial Dao. If I ca n’t get rid of this fog that covers True Spirit, how can I see "the real self "?
What a joke? The strength of the practice bit by bit is the most true and true, how can I give it up for the vague hope? Without Martial Dao, how do you face various future issues?
If you do n’t "cut me to see me" as soon as possible and understand "I am me", under the situation that Supreme began to return early, Heavenly Immortal does not seem to be much different from mortals, so why not risk it?
However, even if you do n’t give up Martial Dao and rely on years of hardening, you ca n’t find a breakthrough in the next few years? With the protection of Moonlight Bodhisattva and the goodwill of Blue Emperor, there should be no problem for a few years. Why try this dangerous and unsecured method?
Explained so much, isn't it because Martial Dao cannot be put down, already has become a slave of Martial Dao?
Without Martial Dao, already is someone else ’s slave!
......
In a short period of time, to answer this question concerning his future and his life, even if he is always good at making decisions and daring to fight, Meng Qi has fallen into a state of hesitation and struggle. His lips whizzed and he wanted to speak several times. Failed to make sense.
You can see the real "me" by cutting off the external "me"?
Qi Zhengyan's expression returned to normal, slowly said:
"Think about it yourself. Only you can make such a decision."
After finishing speaking, he did not turn his head away, stepping deeper into Southern Desolate, a little bit of star fire converged, and as if formed a red torrent.
Meng Qi stared at his back, suddenly sighed, full of thoughts, if this method can be as clear and clear as the past and the future, as long as you act according to the plan, there is no possibility of small accomplishment, you have already tried it, but Senior Brother Qi already clearly said Even if you give up Martial Dao, you may not be able to see me completely, which is equivalent to wasting skill|effort, and you have lost the biggest support. From then on, you have become a waste. The road is ethereal, almost unpredictable, full of variables, so how can you make up your mind?
Starting from the legend, the Fa is near the Dao, the Dao is unspeakable, and the road is naturally unpredictable.
In full thought, he believed that the horse was taking the lead, and unconsciously was walking outside the city of arrived Guangling. The tide of the river rushed and the twilight was heavy.
This is the last time I saw Xiaosang.
She struggled, she lost ... Meng Qi closed her eyes, the past was clear and vivid, and the vivid tone of Gu Xiaosang's expression was so real that it just happened.
both eyes opened, eyes deep, Meng Qi through the twilight mist, saw a moored building ship in the riverside port, the lights were lit up, just like stars.
Every year is similar, and every year is different.
La la la, the river is flowing, no matter ancient or modern, Meng Qi walks close, and the scenes of the scene are echoed in my mind.
According to all the clues obtained so far, Xiaosang has never given up, even if it was forced to choose to die in my hands, it has left the way, waiting for the opportunity to come back.
She is such a person, far-sighted, unpredictable, and will never give up lightly.
demoness should be demoness, the kind of demoness that you thought her already was dead, and there was no possibility of resurrection, but she saw her white Qiu Su skirt under the lights.
"Xiaosang has left behind and seems to pin my hope of resurrection on me, so why would she believe I can do it?"
"Is there no way out of it, or is it an expectation mixed with delicate feelings?"
"Is my future determined, or do I trust the strength and resilience I can achieve?"
Meng Qi flew his thoughts, and finally returned to the arrived "Martial Dao strength" thing, and was fascinated for a long time.
Mingyue gradually rises, the brilliance falls, and in Wan Lai's silence, his green robe flutters, his back is bleak, and he walks across the river and walks north.
It was another night lost. When Great Sun ascended to the east, Meng Qi found itself on the shore of a vast lake, a familiar place and a memory engraved in memory.
Bayan Valley used to be, Bayan Lake today.
Sit for several months, patiently hunt, and finally kill the place of Wolf King.
Sitting on the lake, you white lotus, my green lantern, unexpectedly it is the place where the prophecy lies.
Sparkling, bathing in the morning glow, there are fishing boats on the shore, and there are also beautifully decorated buildings.
Meng Qi breathes the breeze on the lake and recalls the past, there are a few tourists shuttle nearby.
"This is Bayan Valley?"
"Yes, Crazy Blade cut Wolf King in Bayan Valley of Bayan, where he witnessed his first appearance in Human List for the first time, and witnessed his change from Crazy Blade to Primordial Sovereign."
"Later, Primordial Sovereign fought a battle here, and changed Bayan Valley into Bayan Lake?"
"Yes, at that time, he turned into a very evil Heavenly Demon, went deep into the enemy's cave, and fought against several Great Grandmasters here, and also encountered ambush, but how could it be spared under Touch of Karma, and finally won a big victory."
“It ’s a place full of predecessors’ feats. Take a picture for me. I ’ll keep it as a memorial. ”
"Do n’t you always feel uneasy before, why did you suddenly feel relaxed again?"
"hēi hēi and Human Sovereign are assisted by survivors. It is said that there are a lot of Supreme, and we are not afraid of Monster Clan and Luoism. Why should we worry about the sky? Hurry up, take a picture with Bayan Gu, there is Crazy Blade invincible in the past, and the famous sword is now!
Listening to their words, Meng Qi couldn't help but smile slightly. Is this "self" in the eyes of others?
The Bayan Valley in my memory is completely different from what they said.
They only care about their own strength, their own record, and besides these, there is also the sick white girl with red cheeks and quirky eyes ...
Because this is my experience.
Because I can never forget it.
Suddenly relaxed, Meng Qi grinned at the corner of his mouth, and slowly left Bayan Valley. Like the idle tourist, he traveled from north to south, back to where he was in the memory of arrived each and every one, and pursued himself.
Walk alone, reporting to Shaolin, relying on strength, sensational record, and unforgettable feeling of death and generosity.
Hurry up on the moon night, carrying the wounded, one sword and one person, relying on strength, gaining benefits, and carrying out the heart is the joy of envy and hatred.
In Shaolin Temple, the strength is low, and the unforgettable master is Little Junior Brother ...
Drip bit by bit, strip off the outside, and see the heart, Meng Qi gradually becomes quiet, just like the Mingyue quietly suspended in the night sky.
Without Martial Dao, what would I be like?
Stopped by the cliff, looking at the blue sea water, patting the mountain walls, and stirring foam, Meng Qi suddenly exhaled, and there was a decision in his heart.
It was not until this time that he seemed to understand the "drop", often called "break me", that Master Xuan Bei said.
Then try it!
Without Martial Dao, I am not don't tell me?
Take one step, set foot on the ocean, step on the waves, and move forward step by step, when dawn, he arrived at a fairy island surrounded by clouds, said loudly: "Jade virtual Su Meng, please see the fairy fairy."
After a short pause, the sound of Hyun Yuan Fairy Bi Jingxuan came from the depths of the clouds:
"What happened to Su Zhangjiao?"
Meng Qi arched his hand and said: "Sue has something to ask the fairy to help. If she survives in the future, there will be a good report."
"What's the matter?" Bi Jingxuan neither agreed nor refused.
"I also invite the fairy to use Suwon gold bucket to cut off Su's cultivation base." Meng Qi right color road.
"Are you crazy?" Bi Jingxuan blurted out, immediately silenced, and seemed to guess what arrived did. It only took a long time to say, "Are you really going to do this?"
Meng Qi smiled and said: "If you don't go to me, why don't you see me?"
"There are always all kinds of dangers on the way to Martial Dao. If you do not face this, you will have to face others."
Bi Jingxuan did not speak any more, and flew from the depths of the cloud to the Hundred Yuan Golden Bucket. The golden light fell, and the Yellow River was formed. After a turn, a turbulence, a surging wave, he fixed Meng Qi Niwan.
Meng Qi did n’t work too much, Promise Primordial Beginning Qingyun resisted, felt his Dao force was quickly cut off, and felt the Dharma Body gradually refined by painstaking cultivation, and the rules of fusion gradually faded back to become a physical body, familiar, Relying on it, the strength of Martial Dao, which seems to have become its own hand, has disappeared, leaving only Cause of All Fruits with itself, but without strength, how can it work?
What would be the experience without Martial Dao?
Empty and empty, inexplicably frightened, without any sense of security.
The Hundred Yuan Jindou flew back, and the corners of Meng Qi's mouth suddenly twitched. Without Martial Dao, it was really a bad experience.
It's awkward in capital!
His robe was transformed by Daoli. The rest of the things existed in Extreme Blade. Now he has no strength, ca n’t take out his clothes, and ca n’t maintain his body.
So, an exhibitionist appeared in front of Sanxiao Island ...
Bi Jingxuan did not seem to anticipate this situation. After a while, he threw out a set of clothes for ordinary male disciples. (To be continued.)