Dreams lead to ancient times? I am really not an ancient Taoist ancestor - #460 - Chapter 450 Enlightenment, a state of near transcendence, an endless loop that cannot be broken out?

The Taoist in the mist did not choose to perfect the last step, and did not immediately seek Bodhi.

He followed his heart’s premonition and his own aura, and came to a certain period of time, waiting quietly.

“Before you become enlightened, you should know who I am.”

Qingxuan said to himself.

He has been confused for many years. For many years, he has forgotten who he is and what he has been in the past.

He walked to a period of time in the past and sat quietly in Guangcheng Palace, waiting quietly.

As shown by the aura of your true nature, the opportunity to realize everything is right now.

suddenly.

“coming.”

Taoist Qingxuan raised his eyelids and listened to the great song that sounded loud and clear since the beginning of ancient times, the cry of the real phoenix and the roar of the real dragon.

He looked at Yuan Shi Qing’s clouds filling the sky, watched a party of agarwood chariot arrive in great force, and a middle-aged Taoist walked towards him, growing lotuses every step of the way.

The middle-aged Taoist holds the Three Jewels and Jade Ruyi in his hand. The surroundings of his body are dark and dark, as if there is an infinite universe rising and falling, and all causes and effects are intertwined in his eyes!

“I’ve seen Qingxuan, a poor man.”

The Taoist in the fog was neither humble nor arrogant. He calmly bowed and spoke calmly:

“I have seen Yuqing Fusheng Great Heavenly Lord.”

The middle-aged Taoist nodded slightly and asked in a solemn voice:

“Qingxuan. Who are you?”

“I?”

The Taoist in the mist smiled and saluted again:

“The poor Taoist is pure and mysterious.”

The middle-aged Taoist frowned for a while and asked again:

“Qingxuan, are you famous?”

“I am a poor person with no reputation.”

“Where’s your name?”

“I forgot, it seems it was given to a baby.”

The two supreme beings talked to each other, Qingxuan remained calm, but the Yuqing Fusheng Great Heavenly Lord transformed by [Lu Xuan] became more and more frightened, tried to gain insight, and finally discovered the clue.

He traced back to the past and saw that this Taoist priest Qingxuan had once been replaced by Fuxi, and that behavior was exactly

The middle-aged Taoist stood up suddenly and said in shock:

“So, you are Lu Xuan?”

Taoist Qingxuan was stunned.

“Lu Xuan, Lu Xuan”

He chewed the name over and over, and suddenly realized that the past that had been cut off by himself came to mind, and the prototype of the Tao Heart flourished again, becoming complete bit by bit!

“That’s it, that’s it. I understand.”

Qingxuan smiled, realizing his great enlightenment, but he did not show it. He still seemed calm and said:

“Don’t worry, Great Heavenly Lord, I am not the Lord of the Dao Dynasty, I just have the same name.”

He rejected [Lu Xuan]’s conjecture to avoid establishing contact with Taiyi again. Now is not the time.

Qingxuan Shi stood up and took the initiative to open a wisp of the chaotic mist, revealing his empty eye sockets, revealing the innate fundamental sun and innate fundamental taiyin in the eye sockets, trying to wake up [Lu Xuan],

While doing this, he said quietly:

“Thank you, Great Heavenly Lord, for waking me up today. Although I knew that a certain period of my life was replaced by Fuxi, I didn’t know that it turned out to be such a period of time. I had been dreaming for countless years. Today I finally have a great enlightenment, a great enlightenment.”

After a pause, Qingxuan lowered his eyelids:

“As for who Ping Dao is, the Great Heavenly Lord does not need to get to the bottom of it. If there is a fate in the future, the Great Heavenly Lord will know about it, but…”

“But Pindao hopes that, Great Heavenly Lord, you will never know.”

Saying that, Qingxuan sighed leisurely.

If this [Lu Xuan] still knows who [Qingxuan] is, it means that he cannot break the situation and has to leave it to the next [Lu Xuan] to continue the ‘cycle’.

It also means that the next [Lu Xuan] will have to endure the loneliness of walking alone again, watching the ups and downs of everything, but he can only watch.

The middle-aged Taoist didn’t seem to understand Qingxuan’s words. He stopped for a long time and finally left.

“I’m becoming more and more curious about who you are.”

He left such a sentence, but Taoist Master Wu Zhong just smiled and repeated:

“Great Heavenly Lord, it’s better not to know who I am.”

Watching [Lu Xuan] leave,

The Taoist stood in the fog for a long time, and his thoughts returned to his true form. He slowly raised his head and stared at a majestic avenue that was dim and unclear.

“The time has come.”

Qingxuan muttered to himself, walked into the majestic avenue in one step, without any nonsense, and pressed down the Bodhi in the Hedao with one finger. The latter immediately bowed down from his heart, kowtowed to the ground and said hello.

“Come and discuss with me.”

Qingxuan said.

This teaching, one discussion, lasts seventeen thousand years.

Seventeen thousand years have passed. In the first three thousand years, the way to Bodhi has been clearly understood. At this time, Haotian, Bodhi, Buddha Mother, and Houtu,

Then to the Tao of the Three Purities that it carries, the Tao of Amitabha enlightened through the Western Pure Land, and the Tao of [Emperor Jun] and [Xi He] that are shimmering in the eyes.

He has fully understood the Tao and its fruits since ancient times.

Therefore, in the last fourteen thousand years of discussing Taoism, Qingxuan was in “enlightenment”, “integration”, and “seeing” oneself.

Hundreds and eights of thousands of paths gathered together, and the path of Tao and fruit was clear in ancient times. The body of Mojia shook slightly. He looked at the creation of the world, looked at the prosperity of the world, watched the graceful movements of all spirits, and watched the ups and downs of all worlds.

As for the final disaster?

He is the final disaster.

“I see, but…”

“There’s still a long way to go.”

The Taoist said to himself in the fog, waiting quietly for the last chance.

As the years passed, he saw the Supreme One fighting in the chaos, saw [Lu Xuan] being swallowed up, and saw the [Doomsday Tide] rushing in wrapped in the remains of the era.

The opportunity has arrived.

Qingxuan did not look at the two [near-transcendants] who were born. He did not save the world from collapse, nor did he protect the sentient beings who were perishing.

He just returned to Kongtong Mountain, returned to Guangcheng Palace, and sat at the gate of the Great Closed Dao Palace.

The entire Guangcheng Taoist Palace and Kongtong Ancient Mountain are also withering with the decline of the great world, becoming more and more dilapidated and close to disappearing.

“Enlightenment, enlightenment”

When the tide of the Doomsday Tribulation washes away the entire world.

When [this world] ushered in the true end of Dharma, the immortal path came to an end, and the extraordinary ebbed.

Palace Master Guangcheng stared at the chaos in the world, watching the Eighty-Ones walk out of the tomb, maintaining the final order, watching the coffins on Mount Tai shake, as if there were living beings about to walk out.

He closed his eyes and felt that hundreds of thousands of ways were slowly withering and drying up in the tide of the apocalypse.

“If you don’t break it, you won’t stand it. If you break it, you will stand it.”

“I see.”

Just as two near-transcendent beings are fighting each other, just as a hundred and eight thousand paths are withering to their limit,

In the dilapidated Guangcheng Taoist Palace, Taoist Qingxuan stretched out his hands.

“All roads will become silent.”

“Then, I will serve as the Taoist.”

As he said it, he also did it. His body shape was blurred in the hundreds and thousands of ways, entangled with each other, inseparable, as if trying to merge with the way.

However.

This time, he is not in harmony with Tao, but

【成】 Yu Dao.

Quietly, the blackened Kongtong ancient mountain glowed with the only vitality in the world. Peach blossoms bloomed and the peach fragrance filled the air.

The dilapidated Taoist palace was restored to its original state, even…

Better than ever.

“Is this [enlightenment]?”

Taoist Qingxuan spoke calmly to himself, with a calm demeanor, neither alarmed nor agitated.

There is no earth-shattering vision, no earth-shaking, just a mountain of peach blossoms blooming, just a touch of vitality.

It just happened so naturally,

He is [enlightened].

As if it were natural, as if it were the way it should be.

Qingxuan, who was burdened with eight serious wounds, quietly realized his own great power. At this moment, he was one and all, nothingness and existence, past and present.

After the transformation of the Tao, there is the integration of the Tao, and after the integration of the Tao, there is enlightenment.

The enlightened person can also be called do

【Nearly transcendent person】.

“Is this the great power that Taiyi and Fuxi have?”

Qingxuan sat cross-legged on the futon, talking to himself, casually saving Xiao Huo’er and Xiao Xihe from the destruction of the world, and thinking quietly.

“If this is the case, how can I be better than Fuxi and Taiyi? At most, I can be on par with them. This is not a way to break the situation. Under their hunting, it will be difficult for me to transform into a Taoist ancestor.”

Qingxuan frowned: ‘

“Could it be that I still need to wait for another [cycle]?”

“No, that’s not right. What’s wrong? What did I overlook?”

The unreasonable distress in his heart suddenly became heavy. He always felt that there was a wisp of thread close in front of him, but he couldn’t see it or grasp it. It was always just a little bit close.

Qingxuan sat cross-legged peacefully, feeling what he was capable of now, while quietly casting his gaze on the two [near-transcendants] in the chaos, trying to [equally] absorb Fuxi’s [Wahuang Qi],

At the same time, he was still comprehending that intangible ‘thin thread’.

The process of copying Emperor Wa’s Qi was extremely slow, but he had to understand the fundamentals first.

“That’s it, that’s it”

Qingxuan, who is close to the level of a transcendent person, sees everything, has insight into everything, understands everything, and finally suddenly understands.

From Lu Xuan to Qingxuan, to Qingxuan to Lu Xuan, it is a cycle, an O, but it should not be like this. If it is [O], it will never be able to break the situation!

To be precise, all this should not be a cyclic [O], but a [6] that can jump out of the loop at a specific node.

While completing the cycle, enter the next unknown level at a specific node, where there is the possibility of breaking the situation, and there is also the possibility of destruction.

But what is this specific node?

Did he send Lu Xuan to the entire past of the Epoch Times and send Lu Xuan to become Qingxuan?

No, if you do this, it will only start a new cycle. It will still be [O] instead of [6], and you cannot escape from the cycle!

Qingxuan fell into deep thought and had a splitting headache. Where was the point to break out of the cycle?

Now, how many times is it going through the cycle again?

The road ahead is chaotic and blurry, fuzzy and unclear.

He screamed, and the innate fundamental sun and innate fundamental taiyin in his eyes shook violently and vibrated violently, trying to find the special node that changed [O] to [6] and ended the cycle!

Failure, failure, failure.

Even though I have [enlightened], I still can’t find that node.

Thinking quickly,

Qingxuan suddenly felt something, and there was a flash of lightning.

“Where did the last Qingxuan go?”

“Yes, I went to Qingxuan. Where did he go?”

The birth and death of all worlds flashed in Qingxuan’s eyes, and everything, true and false, true and false, appeared before his eyes. [Era Fundament] was trembling slightly, frantically searching for traces of other Qingxuan, but found nothing!

He sinks deeper and deeper, sinks deeper and deeper

suddenly.

‘Tuk, Tuk, Tuk! ’

There was a knock on the door, followed immediately by the creaking sound of Xiao Huo’er opening the door.

“Third Master, you”

Qingxuan woke up suddenly, his heart throbbing violently.

“Let me see where the last Qingxuan went!”

He regained his composure, sat down cross-legged, and quietly watched the lame Taoist-looking [Lu Xuan] walking step by step.

The lame Taoist faced Qingxuan with his empty eyes and said softly:

“Taoist Priest Qingxuan, I have reached the end of my road and there is nothing I can do.”

(The countdown is over, O and 6 are a bit abstract, just look at them as images, showdown, I copied the book review O.o)