When the emperor was feeling proud, suddenly, a lantern hanging on the palace wall fell down and floated in front of him without any wind.

"What kind of monster dares to cause trouble in front of me?" the emperor shouted loudly. He had been fighting for decades. As the destined emperor, how could he be afraid of these little things?

He stretched out his hand to draw out the Emperor's Sword, and struck the lantern with one sword. With a stabbing sound, the lantern shattered. Along with it, the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and countless subjects. Everything in front of him rolled around and scattered like fragments.

Wu Gen slowly opened his eyes, dumbfounded and speechless, and it was difficult to come back to his senses for a while. Where is the country, where is the beauty.

At this time, we were still on the top of the mountain, with the Xianjiang River sitting opposite it.

Recalling the scene just now, Wu Gen woke up from his dream, put the knife back, cupped his hands towards Xianjiang and said, "I understand."

Xian Jiang gave a rare grin and said, "Yes, you know why those people are willing to die. In the dream, they are no longer lonely, or have great wealth, or hold power, or have descendants, and the glory and wealth in the world.

If you are in a dream, who wants to wake up? If you fall into dreams again and again, reincarnate again and again, and exhaust your divine energy, you will really die.

The comfort of life is just like that, I am just following their wishes. Even if some people wake up from their dreams, they still kneel down and beg to dream again. They only want to die in the yellow beam dream and do not want to suffer in the world again. "

"How many people are willing to wake up from such a beautiful dream?" Wu Gen sighed with emotion.

Xianjiang is really powerful. Just now in the dream, it pointed directly at the softest part of Wu Gen's heart. Even the fear hidden deep in his heart was revealed one by one, and all the layers of disguise in daily life were peeled off.

I myself have been a person who has been trapped in ghosts many times, and I almost fell into the trap, let alone those ordinary people who have lived a lonely life. How can they resist such temptation and be willing to give up their glory and wealth?

Xianjiang's actions are a bit beyond common sense, but it cannot be said that he directly kills people. He just provides some tools and some choices. Those who really make the decision are those who are in the dream.

"Is the dream just now true or false?" Xian Jiang suddenly said.

"Of course it's a lie." Wu Gen said without hesitation. It's nonsense. Since he has woken up from his dream, how can he not be able to tell the truth from the truth?

"Are you real or fake now?" Xian Jiang asked again.

"Of course it's true..." After blurting out, Wu Gen couldn't help but hesitate when seeing the other party's aggressive questioning.

I looked around uneasily. The rocks were hard, the wind was warm, the wormwood was still swaying, and there were songbirds flying in the sky. But I was shocked by Xianjiang's methods, and I was not sure yet.

Xianjiang flicked his earrings and said, "Wake up."

Wu Gen felt dizzy for a while, looked down and saw his surroundings changed. He was still at the top of the mountain. He was holding a knife in both hands and was about to jump up and strike at the man on the stone.

"Is it true or false now?" Xian Jiang stared at Wu Gen coldly, unwilling to give up.

"..." Wu Gen's body was soaked with cold sweat, and the hand holding the knife trembled slightly. Now he really couldn't tell whether he was in a dream or in the real world.

"Sit down." Xian Jiang said coldly, "The world is huge, and there are still many unknowns. Don't make assumptions based on your own experience. What is illusion and what is true? Do you still believe that dreams are false?

All appearances in the world are false. The world we live in now is just an illusion, a world we want to believe in.

What the soul path needs to explore is to get rid of illusions and obtain the true ‘true self’, so that we can get rid of the shackles, break free from the constraints, and gain great freedom and liberation.”

Listening to such deviant and bizarre talk, Wu Gen broke out in a cold sweat. For the first time in his life, he had doubts about the reality of this world.

Could it be that I was really in a dream at this time, could it be that all living beings are puppets, could it be that the heavens and the world are all illusions? Such weird thoughts really make people shudder when they think about it carefully.

On the top of the mountain, Wu Gen sat opposite the Xianjiang River. The mountain wind blew by, and his clothes were fluttering.

Listening to Xianjiang's weird remarks, Wu Genjue thought that he should not go out this time. Today's operation of Xianjiang completely subverted his inherent knowledge.

After living for so many years, someone suddenly tells you that this world is fake and everything has collapsed. Anyone who encounters this will be at a loss.

Xian Jiang ignored Wu Gen's doubts and continued, "The metaphysical is called the Tao, and the physical is called the implement. The soul is the Tao, and the body is the implement. The implement has a form, that is, it has a degree, and the degree must be full. The so-called Qi practice

All martial arts are minor.

Soul masters, absorb the power of nothingness, explore the mysteries of heaven and earth, and have no limits. This is the true supreme road. I have traveled for many years and met countless people. There are very few people with strong souls like you. Just now, you have also had a glimpse.

The soul technique is wonderful, it would be a pity not to enter the soul path."

Wu Gen rubbed his hands, "Brother Xian, to tell you the truth, I was born as a bandit, and a promising method like soul cultivation is really not suitable for me." This man has some evil ways, and Wu Gen really doesn't want to have anything to do with him.

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"With such qualifications, but not entering the Soul Dao, it is really a waste of resources. In this case, it is better to destroy it." Xian Jiang's face suddenly turned cold, and he reached out to touch his earrings.

"No, no, no, no, no." Wu Gen quickly stretched out his hand, and for a moment he felt that Xianjiang was really not trying to scare him, but actually had murderous intentions. He quickly said to please him: "I'm from your high-level university, you are a naturalist gentleman, listen.

Your words will save you ten years of studying. I am truly lucky to meet you today..."

"Shut up." Xian Jiang frowned, looking at Wu Gen who was spitting and talking non-stop, and felt a little dirty, "In this case, I will give you a piece of advice on how to overcome delusion, so you can try to figure it out.

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"Definitely, definitely." Wu Gen stretched out his hand, ready to receive the spell.

Xian Jiang sat unmoved and stretched out a finger to touch Wu Gen's eyebrows, "Relax your mind and don't resist."

Looking at the opponent's inch-long nails, Wu Gen felt a chill rise in his body. Without saying a word, he turned around and ran down the mountain, not even wanting to take the horse.

I heard that some witchcraft can bewitch people. If you fall into the trap, you will have to be controlled by it for the rest of your life. I am not so stupid.

After running for more than a dozen steps, Wu Gen realized something was wrong. He clearly wanted to run forward, but his feet unconsciously moved backwards. The faster he ran, the faster he retreated.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Gen returned to Xianjiang.

Xian Jiang looked at Wu Gen coldly, his outstretched fingers still motionless in the air.

Wu Gen leaned his head towards Xianjiang's fingers. Since he couldn't run away, he might as well obey and suffer less. A gentleman's revenge is not too late in a hundred years. Sooner or later, one day, he will use his fingers to touch Xianjiang.

There were dozens of holes poked into Jiang's forehead.

As soon as his forehead touched the opponent's fingers, he felt a twinge of pain. Wu Gen's eyes were straightened, and he suddenly felt something more in his mind. This should be what the opponent said about the Jue delirium.

This kind of teaching is a bit strange. It is not written in words and is not limited to words. It can only be understood and cannot be explained in words.

Xian Jiang stood up and said, "This formula is divided into three volumes of heaven, earth and humans. The heaven scroll has long disappeared, leaving only two volumes of earth and humans. Now that you have obtained the scriptures, you should practice hard. In three years, I will ask you to compete. Don't worry, I will only use humans.

The methods contained in the scroll. If you lose, then die, soul masters do not tolerate waste." After saying that, he turned around and left.

Wu Gen secretly thought, he still doesn’t know where he will be in three years. Let you, you idiot, look for ghosts, but his face showed no emotion, “Aren’t you afraid that I will learn how to find you and do something to kill my master and my ancestors?”

Something?"

Xianjiang Feng Qingyun said calmly: "If you can really kill me, it will be a blessing for the Soul Dao. The Soul Dao has a branch, which is good at raising poisonous poisons. The poisons will fight each other, and the strong ones will be left behind.

The matter of spiritual practice is basically to wash away the sand with big waves, to remove the waste and save the good. As long as the soul path is prosperous, Xianjiang is willing to be the stepping stone, even if you die, you will have no regrets."

"If I practice diligently and look for you within three years, how can I find you?" Wu Gen asked. If I know where you live, we can just stay hidden.

"You can go to Yunzhou Chongyin Mountain to find me. In addition, I would like to remind you, don't think about escaping in three years. I have used means in your soul to find you." After saying that, he walked slowly down the mountain.

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Wu Gen was a little anxious, "You can't see or touch your delusion-saving techniques, so you're telling me how to practice them."

"Dream." Xianjiang's voice came from far away.

"When will it be considered as an adult?"

"The sea of ​​consciousness appears, and people roll up." Xianjiang watched as he walked slowly, and after a few steps he disappeared into the mountains.

"The sea of ​​consciousness is..."

I knew it, I knew it, these witchcraft people were not good people. They were just bullying the small ones with their big waves, Wu Gen roared in his heart.

Looking at Xianjiang going away, he sat slumped on the ground. Xianjiang is neither good nor evil, and is obsessed with cultivating the soul. In a word, there is benefit to the world and evil to others. But then again, the world is often the same.

Only this kind of person can push spiritual practice to a higher level.

Dejected, Wu Gen led his horse down the mountain. Wu Gen really regretted this trip. He hurried to Guanyi, changed his horse, and went straight to Yangyi.

Along the way, Wu Gen was cautious and cautious, and everyone he saw looked like an expert. When he met someone who looked slightly strange, he quickly saluted him respectfully, not daring to be disrespectful. How could any of these common people be so polite when they saw such a gentleman?

Those who were not scared hurriedly returned the gift. As a result, the fishermen ran away with their fish, and the woodcutter threw away their burdens, and they were all in a state of panic.

When he returned, Wu Gen no longer dared to pass by the mountain. He made a long circle and returned to Dingyuan City. It was not until he entered the Xiaowei Mansion that he felt relieved.

The somewhat detested Xiaowei Mansion actually became amiable.

As the saying goes, once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of well ropes for ten years. Wu Gen huddled in the city every day, never leaving the city if he could, and even went to the taverns he was used to going to much less often.

What worries me now is that every night when I fall asleep, I always see a vague figure shaking in front of my eyes. I look carefully, but I can't see clearly.

After dreaming more and more, Wu Gen could gradually see clearly a human-shaped light group, floating in the void like a flame, with long filaments growing out of it, swinging rhythmically. Following its movements, the light group

The colors are also constantly changing.

As time went by, Wu Gen's figure unconsciously imitated his actions. Finally one day, Wu Gen's blessing reached his soul and he understood clearly in his heart.

The swaying rhythm of the filaments and the ever-changing colors are just like the words, recording the art of overcoming delusion. No wonder some wizards perform such weird Nuo dances, presumably imitating the movements of human-shaped light balls.
Chapter completed!