Chapter 258 Dream

"Leave this place, return to the past... you, you have actually reached this step?"

The scholar in green couldn't help but mutter to himself.

His mind had not yet recovered from the extremely intense shock just now. Hearing this sentence, his mind was already shaken. It represented that the man in front of him had reached the power to casually step through time. He could immediately get rid of the karmic connection of this world and return to the real timeline.

The scholar in green subconsciously asked, "What are you going to do?"

Wei Yuan glanced at him and smiled, "What to do? Of course, observe the mortal world for a thousand years and slowly return."

"Otherwise?"

"Do you want me to cut through the sky with a sword now, tear time apart, step into the long river of years, go against the current, fight through the ages, and suddenly appear on the battlefield of Dijun and Da Zun? Then draw out the four swords of Zhuxian and stab through the lower back of the Turbid World Da Zun?"

The scholar in green was speechless.

Isn't this what you always liked to do?

How grand and small your ambition is.

"A venerable one who can achieve Dao fruit in my dream!"

I smiled slightly, my expression irritable.

The scholar in green hadn't said anything yet.

Using the initial yin and yang to transform into all things, and then using his own imprints in different timelines as the source of cause and effect, spreading out, creating such a dream. In this dream, there are the past and future based on the imprint of Yuanshi Tianzun, and it can even satisfy the level of constructing the Dao fruit in this dream.

The white-haired Taoist turned his back to him, still nodding, and then peacefully asked:

The white-haired Taoist seemed to already know what the scholar in green wanted to say, and said, "It's just scattering those few wisps of yin and yang aura, casting them into different timelines that are possible, according to what you understand, exiled to different trajectories of fate."

Barely making a living in this chaotic world, eking out a meager existence.

It is also the picture that the scholar in green can see after taking charge of fate and piercing through the cause and effect of fate.

"I originally wanted to change it, but when I saw him, I found that I couldn't do anything."

Is it possible?

Only in this way could he complete the deduction and finally know how not to interfere with the fate of the original beings, yet be able to control fate and reach the method of transcendence. Looking at the sea of clouds in front of him, at this moment, the endless sea of clouds, wisps of cloud rising, are all golden streamers, all causes and effects.

"How can this kind of chaotic, yet orderly, ethereal thing like a bubble carry fate? Even if there is a method of [Using Dreams to Interpret Fate], it is mostly just a forced association, and has no value at all. Such a Dao is not even considered a side door, it's just a method for Jianghu tricksters to deceive and swindle!"

Since hundreds of years ago, during the Song Dynasty, the legend of the tortoise and snake appeared in this place. It has been a long time since the worship of the Xuanwu god was personified into Zhenwu. Years passed, and new years were born. Spring went and autumn came. The barracks of that year had long since disappeared, and that spring had lost its legends and strangeness. Now, it is just an old well where the surrounding villagers fetch water to drink.

This time, with a please, the scholar in green no longer had any hostility. No matter how weak he was, the person in front of him had already glimpsed a higher path. No matter what, he still wanted to see more of such a Dao.

Ecstasy!

He had already glimpsed a ray of light of transcendence.

"If such a dream spreads for a thousand years, and I wake up."

"Then please, sir, travel with me."

The scholar in green did not understand. He wanted to observe the state of the man in green to gain insight into the path beyond transcendence. Such a realm, such a person, every move is enough to say that it carries the rhyme of Dao, and is itself a walking top-level treasure. Any talented person can observe it and realize a Dao lineage.

After thinking for a while, he still shook his head: "Not enough, far from enough."

During the day, the true spirit walks in the world, and in dreams, the true spirit walks in the so-called dream.

The expression on Xie Li's face was slightly stunned, and his expression was obviously more solemn.

"It's not that I don't want to

do this, but that I can't do it, and I can't."

The expression of the scholar in green had already changed. He thought for a long time, and slowly shook his head, refuting:

He was in the last move that Xie Wushi left for the world.

This is the 'shadow' left by the past Wushi.

Xie Li did not disturb the monks of this era, but bypassed the monks and pushed open the Buddhist pagoda that had not been opened for a long time. This pagoda was originally the place where the original Wushi stored Buddhist scriptures. After experiencing the chaotic world, it is no longer the glory of the past.

"The last question. After answering this question, I can let you leave."

The white-haired Taoist still lowered his eyes, nodded, and said lightly, "Sir is right."

He walked in the sky, spending eight hundred and eighty days, traveling all over Shenzhou, and then returned to the mountain.

"Not enough, still not enough."

The wellhead is surrounded by bluestone bricks.

"If there is a strong person in my dream, they can leave an imprint in the dream of the past and the dream of the future."

The Taoist in front of him saw the direction of transcendence of fate, but he himself regarded himself as one of all beings. Such a method of manipulating the fate of all things and all beings, and his own nature to follow, if he forcibly goes, not only will he be able to glimpse transcendence, but it will also collapse his own state of mind.

Step by step, walking through the eighteen levels, returning to the top of the Buddhist pagoda.

"Come and go as you please, that's all."

We were unable to reach the level of Dao fruit.

Also like normal times of life, conversation, and laughter.

"【You】!"

Seeing that the white-haired Taoist in front had already gone far away, he gritted his teeth and followed closely behind.

"How can this be achieved in one leap?"

Dao Fruit - [Karma]!

What is the difference between such a dream and the real world!

Looking at the relics left by the monks, the Taoist was silent for a long time, but he never tried to interfere more. He just got up, turned around, and walked down step by step. The scholar in green did not understand, and chased up, saying: "Since he is your good friend, why not change his fate?"

!!!

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"It's just a fabrication and not real, like a foundation that is just floating soil. It will collapse and annihilate with just a gust of wind. No matter how prosperous the scenery is, it is only in an instant, collapsing and destroying between a snap of fingers. It cannot exist in the world for a long time."

"If these parallel worlds have my trajectories of fate, I will probably find that the yin and yang calamities on my body have suddenly increased by a trace."

And the world is in great chaos today.

"Don't rush, don't rush."

The man in green stood up.

And when sleeping, he enters this 'dream', forgetting the memories of the daytime confusion.

Turning back, he saw the wandering swordsman with his arms folded around his sword, a willow branch in his mouth, looking contentedly at the place where he would live, and whistling.

But he found that he could not understand the Taoist.

The white-robed Taoist calmly waved his sleeves, and his voice slowly and gently said: "If it is my dream, it can unify the dreams of all living beings, and the spirits of all living beings live in it, which can reflect all things and all dharmas in the clear and turbid worlds, mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas, all have corresponding things, can it be called fate? If my dream is real and not virtual, there are already dreams of the past and dreams of the present."

"Therefore, I thought of other methods."

"Besides, although I have comprehended some things, the journey of the Great Dao is easy to know but difficult to do."

He had repeatedly broken through dead ends and helped suppress.

The white-haired Taoist walked down step by step, passing the origin of the legend of that mountain.

Xie Li, Zhang Jiao, Master Kong, and Laozi were all rare and amazing people in the world.

"But fortunately, a thousand years is enough."

He also sat down casually, looking at the old friend in front of him, lowered his eyes and smiled softly: "It's been a long time...

Just like what he once said, control the general trend of the entire destiny, and all things are in your

body.

"In this dream, everything can correspond to the real world one by one. Using this world to accommodate the spirituality of all things and beings, both spiritual and non-spiritual, to achieve a world, how about it? If there is one more person in the world, there is one more spirituality in this dream. If there is one more drop of water in the mountains and rivers, it will also manifest in the dream."

Wushi's Buddhist relics are here.

And the white-haired Taoist lowered his eyes and still asked peacefully:

The expression on the face of Xie Li was slightly stagnant, and his expression was obviously more serious.

"It's just that I don't want to

do this, but I can't do it, and I can't."

The scholar in green was stunned, and after pondering, he frowned and asked:

He was in the last move that Xie Wushi left for the world.

This is the 'shadow' left by the past Wushi.

Xie Li did not disturb the monks of this era, but bypassed the monks and pushed open the Buddhist pagoda that had not been opened for a long time. This pagoda was originally the place where the original Wushi stored Buddhist scriptures. After experiencing the chaotic world, it is no longer the glory of the past.

"The last question. After answering this question, I can let you leave."

The white-haired Taoist still lowered his eyes, nodded, and said lightly, "Sir is right."

He walked in the sky, spending eight hundred and eighty days, traveling all over Shenzhou, and then returned to the mountain.

"Not enough, still not enough."

The wellhead is surrounded by bluestone bricks.

"If there is a strong person in my dream, they can leave an imprint in the dream of the past and the dream of the future."

The Taoist in front of him saw the direction of transcendence of fate, but he himself regarded himself as one of all beings. Such a method of manipulating the fate of all things and all beings, and his own nature to follow, if he forcibly goes, not only will he be able to glimpse transcendence, but it will also collapse his own state of mind.

Step by step, walking through the eighteen levels, returning to the top of the Buddhist pagoda.

"Come and go as you please, that's all."

We were unable to reach the level of Dao fruit.

Also like normal times of life, conversation, and laughter.

"【You】!"

Seeing that the white-haired Taoist in front had already gone far away, he gritted his teeth and followed closely behind.

"How can this be achieved in one leap?"

Dao Fruit - [Karma]!

What is the difference between such a dream and the real world!

Looking at the relics left by the monks, the Taoist was silent for a long time, but he never tried to interfere more. He just got up, turned around, and walked down step by step. The scholar in green did not understand, and chased up, saying: "Since he is your good friend, why not change his fate?"

!!!

................

"It's just a fabrication and not real, like a foundation that is just floating soil. It will collapse and annihilate with just a gust of wind. No matter how prosperous the scenery is, it is only in an instant, collapsing and destroying between a snap of fingers. It cannot exist in the world for a long time."

"If these parallel worlds have my trajectories of fate, I will probably find that the yin and yang calamities on my body have suddenly increased by a trace."

And the world is in great chaos today.

"Don't rush, don't rush."

The man in green stood up.

And when sleeping, he enters this 'dream', forgetting the memories of the daytime confusion.

Turning back, he saw the wandering swordsman with his arms folded around his sword, a willow branch in his mouth, looking contentedly at the place where he would live, and whistling.

But he found that he could not understand the Taoist.

The white-robed Taoist calmly waved his sleeves, and his voice slowly and gently said: "If it is my dream, it can unify the dreams of all living beings, and the spirits of all living beings live in it, which can reflect all things and all dharmas in the clear and turbid worlds, mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas, all have corresponding things, can it be called fate? If my dream is real and not virtual, there are already dreams of the past and dreams of the present."

"Therefore, I thought of other methods."

"Besides, although I have comprehended some things, the journey of the Great Dao is easy to know but difficult to do."

He had repeatedly broken through dead ends and helped suppress.

The white-haired Taoist walked down step by step, passing the origin of the legend of that mountain.

Xie Li, Zhang Jiao, Master Kong, and Laozi were all rare and amazing people in the world.

"But fortunately, a thousand years is enough."

He also sat down casually, looking at the old friend in front of him, lowered his eyes and smiled softly: "It's been a long time...

Just like what he once said, control the general trend of the entire destiny, and all things are in your

body.

"In this dream, everything can correspond to the real world one by one. Using this world to accommodate the spirituality of all things and beings, both spiritual and non-spiritual, to achieve a world, how about it? If there is one more person in the world, there is one more spirituality in this dream. If there is one more drop of water in the mountains and rivers, it will also manifest in the dream."

Wushi's Buddhist relics are here.

And the white-haired Taoist lowered his eyes and still asked peacefully:

The expression on the face of Xie Li was slightly stagnant, and his expression was obviously more serious.

The Sengren Jishi's face showed a look of slight daze, and his expression was obviously more serious.

"It's not that I don't want to

do this, but that I can't do it, and I can't."

The scholar in green had already changed his expression. After thinking for a long time, he slowly shook his head and retorted:

He was in the last move that Xie Wushi left for the world.

This is the 'shadow' left by the past Wushi.

Xie Li did not disturb the monks of this era, but bypassed the monks and pushed open the Buddhist pagoda that had not been opened for a long time. This pagoda was originally the place where the original Wushi stored Buddhist scriptures. After experiencing the chaotic world, it is no longer the glory of the past.

"The last question. After answering this question, I can let you leave."

The white-haired Taoist still lowered his eyes, nodded, and said lightly, "Sir is right."

He walked in the sky, spending eight hundred and eighty days, traveling all over Shenzhou, and then returned to the mountain.

"Not enough, still not enough."

The wellhead is surrounded by bluestone bricks.

"If there is a strong person in my dream, they can leave an imprint in the dream of the past and the dream of the future."

The Taoist in front of him saw the direction of transcendence of fate, but he himself regarded himself as one of all beings. Such a method of manipulating the fate of all things and all beings, and his own nature to follow, if he forcibly goes, not only will he be able to glimpse transcendence, but it will also collapse his own state of mind.

Step by step, walking through the eighteen levels, returning to the top of the Buddhist pagoda.

"Come and go as you please, that's all."

We were unable to reach the level of Dao fruit.

Also like normal times of life, conversation, and laughter.

"【You】!"

Seeing that the white-haired Taoist in front had already gone far away, he gritted his teeth and followed closely behind.

"How can this be achieved in one leap?"

Dao Fruit - [Karma]!

What is the difference between such a dream and the real world!

Looking at the relics left by the monks, the Taoist was silent for a long time, but he never tried to interfere more. He just got up, turned around, and walked down step by step. The scholar in green did not understand, and chased up, saying: "Since he is your good friend, why not change his fate?"

!!!

................

"It's just a fabrication and not real, like a foundation that is just floating soil. It will collapse and annihilate with just a gust of wind. No matter how prosperous the scenery is, it is only in an instant, collapsing and destroying between a snap of fingers. It cannot exist in the world for a long time."

"If these parallel worlds have my trajectories of fate, I will probably find that the yin and yang calamities on my body have suddenly increased by a trace."

And the world is in great chaos today.

"Don't rush, don't rush."

The man in green stood up.

And when sleeping, he enters this 'dream', forgetting the memories of the daytime confusion.

Turning back, he saw the wandering swordsman with his arms folded around his sword, a willow branch in his mouth, looking contentedly at the place where he would live, and whistling.

But he found that he could not understand the Taoist.

The white-robed Taoist calmly waved his sleeves, and his voice slowly and gently said: "If it is my dream, it can unify the dreams of all living beings, and the spirits of all living beings live in it, which can reflect all things and all dharmas in the clear and turbid worlds, mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas, all have corresponding things, can it be called fate? If my dream is real and not virtual, there are already dreams of the past and dreams of the present."

"Therefore, I thought of other methods."

"Besides, although I have comprehended some things, the journey of the Great Dao is easy to know but difficult to do."

He had repeatedly broken through dead ends and helped suppress.

The white-haired Taoist walked down step by step, passing the origin of the legend of that mountain.

Xie Li, Zhang Jiao, Master Kong, and Laozi were all rare and amazing people in the world.

"But fortunately, a thousand years is enough."

He also sat down casually, looking at the old friend in front of him, lowered his eyes and smiled softly: "It's been a long time...

Just like what he once said, control the general trend of the entire destiny, and all things are in your

body.

"In this dream, everything can correspond to the real world one by one. Using this world to accommodate the spirituality of all things and beings, both spiritual and non-spiritual, to achieve a world, how about it? If there is one more person in the world, there is one more spirituality in this dream. If there is one more drop of water in the mountains and rivers, it will also manifest in the dream."

Wushi's Buddhist relics are here.

And the white-haired Taoist lowered his eyes and still asked peacefully:

The Sengren Jishi's face showed a look of slight daze, and his expression was obviously more serious.

"It's not that I don't want to

do this, but that I can't do it, and I can't."

The scholar in green had already changed his expression. After thinking for a long time, he slowly shook his head and retorted:

He was in the last move that Xie Wushi left for the world.

This is the 'shadow' left by the past Wushi.

Xie Li did not disturb the monks of this era, but bypassed the monks and pushed open the Buddhist pagoda that had not been opened for a long time. This pagoda was originally the place where the original Wushi stored Buddhist scriptures. After experiencing the chaotic world, it is no longer the glory of the past.

"The last question. After answering this question, I can let you leave."

The white-haired Taoist still lowered his eyes, nodded, and said lightly, "Sir is right."

He walked in the sky, spending eight hundred and eighty days, traveling all over Shenzhou, and then returned to the mountain.

"Not enough, still not enough."

The wellhead is surrounded by bluestone bricks.

"If there is a strong person in my dream, they can leave an imprint in the dream of the past and the dream of the future."

The Taoist in front of him saw the direction of transcendence of fate, but he himself regarded himself as one of all beings. Such a method of manipulating the fate of all things and all beings, and his own nature to follow, if he forcibly goes, not only will he be able to glimpse transcendence, but it will also collapse his own state of mind.

Step by step, walking through the eighteen levels, returning to the top of the Buddhist pagoda.

"Come and go as you please, that's all."

We were unable to reach the level of Dao fruit.

Also like normal times of life, conversation, and laughter.

"【You】!"

Seeing that the white-haired Taoist in front had already gone far away, he gritted his teeth and followed closely behind.

"How can this be achieved in one leap?"

Dao Fruit - [Karma]!

What is the difference between such a dream and the real world!

Looking at the relics left by the monks, the Taoist was silent for a long time, but he never tried to interfere more. He just got up, turned around, and walked down step by step. The scholar in green did not understand, and chased up, saying: "Since he is your good friend, why not change his fate?"

!!!

................

"It's just a fabrication and not real, like a foundation that is just floating soil. It will collapse and annihilate with just a gust of wind. No matter how prosperous the scenery is, it is only in an instant, collapsing and destroying between a snap of fingers. It cannot exist in the world for a long time."

"If these parallel worlds have my trajectories of fate, I will probably find that the yin and yang calamities on my body have suddenly increased by a trace."

And the world is in great chaos today.

"Don't rush, don't rush."

The man in green stood up.

And when sleeping, he enters this 'dream', forgetting the memories of the daytime confusion.

Turning back, he saw the wandering swordsman with his arms folded around his sword, a willow branch in his mouth, looking contentedly at the place where he would live, and whistling.

But he found that he could not understand the Taoist.

The white-robed Taoist calmly waved his sleeves, and his voice slowly and gently said: "If it is my dream, it can unify the dreams of all living beings, and the spirits of all living beings live in it, which can reflect all things and all dharmas in the clear and turbid worlds, mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas, all have corresponding things, can it be called fate? If my dream is real and not virtual, there are already dreams of the past and dreams of the present."

"Therefore, I thought of other methods."

"Besides, although I have comprehended some things, the journey of the Great Dao is easy to know but difficult to do."

He had repeatedly broken through dead ends and helped suppress.

The white-haired Taoist walked down step by step, passing the origin of the legend of that mountain.

Xie Li, Zhang Jiao, Master Kong, and Laozi were all rare and amazing people in the world.

"But fortunately, a thousand years is enough."

He also sat down casually, looking at the old friend in front of him, lowered his eyes and smiled softly: "It's been a long time...

Just like what he once said, control the general trend of the entire destiny, and all things are in your

body.

"In this dream, everything can correspond to the real world one by one. Using this world to accommodate the spirituality of all things and beings, both spiritual and non-spiritual, to achieve a world, how about it? If there is one more person in the world, there is one more spirituality in this dream. If there is one more drop of water in the mountains and rivers, it will also manifest in the dream."

Wushi's Buddhist relics are here.

And the white-haired Taoist lowered his eyes and still asked peacefully:

The Sengren Jishi's face showed a look of slight daze, and his expression was obviously more serious.

"If I were to place the spirits of all living beings in the same dream, and the mountains, rivers, and seas were manifestations of yin and yang, like the true nature of heaven and earth, then what?"

He murmured, retracting his gaze but not noticing that the wandering swordsman had a strange charm on his body.

The scholar in green was stunned, then laughed loudly: "Dream?!"

"No!"

"Walk slowly, this sword will not be late."

He stretched out his hand and just held it.

"Probably there is."

The Taoist changed out of his white clothes and wore a kasaya, holding an oil lamp in one hand.

Chang'an City is no longer the Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty.

Xie Li felt his scalp tingle. This kind of tone was like a long sword, which had always been sharp and fought against the sky and the earth, but suddenly became gentle and peaceful. This did not mean that the sword had lost its edge, but that the sword was accumulating power, and at the most critical moment, it would slash out the accumulated energy of this thousand years.

I dare not think.

Ci'en Temple no longer has too

many monks.

"Indeed, it makes sense."

Then a trace of cause and effect extended out, as if in an instant, it enveloped all living beings in the heavens and worlds!

But what the man in green saw was not just a relic.

"Enter my dream."

The power of Dao requires more decisiveness, requiring one's own path to become the underlying basic rules of the world. If Master Kong becomes Dao fruit, then Confucian disciples can use poetry as weapons and turn articles into reality. This is the power of Dao fruit, and we have not been able to take this step.

"Can't use my will to override his will..."

But it has opened up an endless river, stretching into later generations.

Xie Li's body trembled.

Isn't this precisely my method of breaking through transcendence?!

I dare not think...

Immediately, all things took a step forward, and countless streams of light faintly rose around, appearing one by one, with the strong who held up the sky in ancient times, Yuan, and the potter of the Tu Shan clan, the Taiping Taoist of the Three Kingdoms era, and the invincible swordsman who dominated the heavens in the Tang Dynasty...

It was a picture scroll!

Xie Li lowered his eyes: "If there is a realm of transcendence, looking down on the contemporary era, it is like seeing thousands of tributaries, rushing into the sea, trajectories of fate, perhaps also existing in your remaining reflections."

"It's time to go and see."

The white-haired Taoist did not take it seriously, and nodded slightly, saying:

So the ecstasy in Xie Li's heart instantly disappeared. His eyes regained their original brilliance, and he subconsciously asked: "Other methods? What is it?"

His voice paused.

His eyes widened, seeing the circulation and change of yin and yang energy beside the man in green.

Isn't this path my Great Dao!

"All living beings, all things, are in your cause and effect!"

Wei Yuan frankly admitted, and then stretched out his hand and pressed it on the stone table, his palm feeling the rough traces of the stone table, and said softly with a smile: "All along, if I fight alone, I am not a match for the Turbid World Da Zun. It is probably a result of one death and one injury."

"In this way, can all things be reflected in the dream, and can all beings be shaped and reflected in the dream, and then go to comprehend fate?"

Xie Li murmured, and when he retracted his gaze, he did not notice that the wandering swordsman had a strange charm on his body.

The scholar in green was stunned, and then laughed loudly: "Dream?!"

"No!"

"Walk slowly, this sword will not be late."

Thanks to the past acquaintance, life and death together.

The white-haired Taoist lowered his eyes and said: "Yes."

The monk's strong and unparalleled spiritual will, even if he has passed away, still exists here, as a link in the future great tribulation, as if the person sitting cross-legged on the futon is still the monk from the Tang Dynasty, with his eyes closed, as if he is cultivating.

"Then, if the dreams of all living beings together construct a world, and the dreams of all people are connected together to become a whole, what about it?"

"And ask,"

The white-haired Taoist answered peacefully: "Precisely because he is a good friend, I cannot change his fate."

He could not wait for an answer.

In this way, he can also not feel himself.

Power - [Yin and Yang]!

"In this way, can it be called [Fate]?"

This is divine sense.

And now even these bluestone bricks have become clear and secluded due to friction and water immersion.

Xie Li lowered his eyes and sighed.

The white-haired Taoist added: "I said earlier that I need to solve some trivial matters."

"I am worried about you being alone in the mountains."

One by one, anchor points lit up.

"Can it shake the Great Zun?"

He has already gone down the mountain and entered the mortal world.

In this way, woven into a magnificent whole, can it be called fate?

"Yin and yang evolve all things, from the beginning to the birth of all things,

and there is naturally cause and effect between all living beings."

Xie Li's breathing stagnated, and he subconsciously asked: The Taoist's expression was irritable.

The scholar in green's expression was slightly stunned, and then his eyes widened, and a trace of joy suddenly flashed in his heart.

"I have not resolved the great tribulation."

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

But at this moment, the white-haired Taoist overlooking the sea of clouds suddenly said: Cold sweat dripped from the forehead of the scholar in green. For a time, he could not speak, and when he opened his mouth, he unknowingly had a hoarse voice, and said, "You, you can't do it, it's impossible to do it. This requires a world corresponding to all things in the sky, and the spirituality of all beings. You can't do it..."

Cause and effect spread to the past, present, future, Great Wilderness, Kunlun, and Mountains and Seas.

In the land of Shenzhou, there are beacon fires everywhere, and many heroes have set off the flames of rebellion. The people are displaced everywhere, and the righteous army and the Yuan army are strangling each other. The white-haired Taoist has not intervened in the chaos of the world, and in such a chaotic world, even monks cannot be clean.

"Do I have parallel worlds, other possible trajectories of fate?"

While Zhang Sanfeng was unaware.

"You……!!!"

The man in green shook his head and said slowly: "This is the path of [Fate], but it is not my path."

There is only an old monk alone, and orphaned children who have been adopted and tonsured as monks.

Then, the cause and effect connected from the wrong points of the past and the future, collectively reflected in the so-called 'dream'!

"You think, am I supposed to use such a dream to understand fate?"

"All!"

Thanks to the past acquaintance.

This time he looked at the sea of clouds and asked:

Xie Li felt his scalp tingle. For some reason, he had a feeling of reddened eyes. The Great Dao was right in front of him, and how could he be willing to leave? At this moment, fate had no other distractions, just like a true seeker of Dao, when he saw the possibility of the ultimate Dao, this kind of excited and frenzied feeling slowly bowed his hands and worshiped, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Then, if I let the spirits of all living beings exist in the same dream, yin and yang circulate, so that the mountains, rivers, and seas here all have them, like the true nature of heaven and earth, then what?"

He raised his head, but saw nothing, only the newly built Buddhist pagoda, which was naturally luxurious when Da Tang shot.

The last eight words, like the resonance of heaven and earth, the sound is long and grand.

Step by step, it is already extremely far away.

In an instant, the clear cry exploded like thunder, making the man in green feel as if his scalp was electrified. It was not this sword energy, but he could see that the aura of yin and yang great tribulation that had always been surrounding the Taoist had collapsed layer by layer in an instant!

The scholar in green could not speak, his lips trembling, and said, "You, if you are not careful, you will, will never wake up in this dream again. You will merge with the Great Dao of the dream you created..."

Over a thousand years, Ci'en Temple is no longer the style of that year, and it has long been battered by wind and rain. When Wushi passed away, the bell rang under the Buddhist pagoda. Now, the bell under the Buddhist pagoda does not know whether it is the Buddhist bell of that year, but it is already full of dust and rust. The wind of this troubled world cannot blow it.

"I am willing to be a protector for a thousand years, just to be able to witness this Dao."

It is also the Buddhist rhyme left to himself by Xie Wushi.

Dao produces one, one produces two, two produces three, three produces all things!

"You think, how should I interfere with this fate and the general trend?"

A large chapter of 7,400 words, lying dead, I hope the next chapter can come soon. It's just a little bit of true spirit!

The white-haired Taoist nodded and said softly: "Everything has a price, everything has a risk."

A picture scroll woven purely from the most original yin and yang energies at the very beginning of this world!

He has been in this world for hundreds of years, restrained by many causes and effects, and also transmitted by the yin and yang aura intertwined by the core of the yin and yang great tribulation. He cannot relax for a moment, nor can he leave as he pleases. After all, it is the power of the great tribulation, and even the part that seeps out cannot be underestimated.

"Is it... an illusion?"

The scholar in green only felt his thoughts freeze, as if he had already seen a 'dream' corresponding to this world appear. If the world has it, it will inevitably have it there, and there will be a mutual echo under cause and effect. Mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas, the various aspects of all living beings, even a brick or a tile is like this. During the day, all living beings live in the real world.

"What sir said makes sense."

The scholar in green instantly had a blank mind and his scalp tingling.

"The road is long and arduous, I will search up and down."

Endless ecstasy made the man in green's state of mind faintly shake a little, and even in his heart he had a feeling of gratitude from the bottom of his heart for the white-haired Taoist in front of him, and a feeling that if he really had the opportunity to transcend one day, then when destroying the world, he would leave him a life.

Past, future!

Then, then……!

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