Quanmin: I recited the Three Thousand Daozang and became a Celestial Master

The human race is calm and stable on the outside, but in fact, every piece of data is reminding that the Huaxia human race can't last long.

That's why, just finished a battle in the South China Sea.

Not long after, most of the soldiers of the legion turned around and attacked Jingzhou without stopping.

Zhou Jing knew it, God of War Hengqing knew it, Heavenly King Luo Jin knew it, and China Chief Zhou An knew it too.

The human race has been suffering in the fire of hell.

Whether it can come back, is at the step of Jingzhou, the answer is here, whether it can be taken back, is only one step away.

This is also why, the Heavenly King Luo Jin asked Senior Qingyunzi to go to the depths of the Tongmai alien race together, wishing to cut the Tongmai throne immediately!

The Huaxia Terran can't afford to lose.

Ye Xiang, who had inexplicably entered the transparent state of Dao Xin, thought about these things, and a trace of shock could not help but flash across his eyes.

He always felt that even if the sky fell, it would still be far away, but he never realized that it was already so close.

Ye wanted to turn his head and look to the other side, which belonged to the third front area or even further.

The densely packed pupil nightmare alien race is already mobilizing, and the alien race in the second area has lost contact, which has made them realize that something is wrong.

This time, the human race is definitely not an ordinary attack.

But under the whole world, all horrors are submerged in the jungle, appearing as calm as death.

This kind of tranquility combined with the gloomy sky, whether it is the fighting human race or the slain alien race, the mentality is the same.

Anxiety, mania, madness.

put all one's eggs in one basket!

The tragic situation of the human race, in this transparent way, Ye Xiang perceives more and more clearly.

But all of this seemed to be like a stormy sea trying to swallow him up!

Powerless to resist?

Can he hold it up?

Ye Xiang couldn't help covering his heart, feeling extremely uncomfortable, subconsciously wanting to enter the Dao Heart mood of inhumanity, wanting to break free from this swamp.

Heavenly Master, what is Heavenly Master?

Suddenly, in the dark, as if in the bottom of my heart, and as if in the whole world, an inexplicable voice reminded him!

At this moment, Ye Xiang entered the state of enlightenment.

But it's different from the last time I traveled to Taixu, free and easy.

This time, it seemed that every minute and every second was suffering.

Sanqian Daozang appeared in front of him again, but in Ye Xiang's eyes, each of these words seemed to be questioning him.

Are you worthy of being a celestial master?

As a celestial master, what should you do?

There is no one in the empty mountain, and the water is flowing and flowers are blooming.

In the sky forever, the wind and the moon once in a while.

There are predecessors to guide the way, this moment is eternity.

Suddenly, the Daoyi state of mind, which is completely opposite to the inhumanity of heaven and earth, erupted in Ye Xiang.

Heaven and earth are not benevolent, representing divinity.

So what Ye wants to comprehend at this time is to pull absolute divinity into human desire.

It is for the unity of knowledge and action.

Preserve the principles of nature and destroy human desires?

No, the law of heaven is human desire, and I deal with me, and the reason is in my heart.

At this moment, the imprint of Dao heart between Ye Xiang's eyebrows gradually changed, and the two seemingly extreme Dao intentions merged together.

The way of a celestial master naturally has to go out of his own way.

No matter how much he learns from his predecessors, he will not be able to learn the heights reached by his predecessors.

After a long time, Ye Xiang slowly opened his eyes.

He subconsciously glanced at the time. The last time he realized the Tao, he only felt that it had passed for a while, but it turned out that a day and a night had passed in reality.

But once enlightenment, it is really a torment, every second is extremely painful, it is not an exaggeration to say that the days are like years.

But he glanced at the time, only to find that only a quarter of an hour had passed.

The inhumane state of mind of heaven and earth can double the Taoism, and the unity of knowing and doing is the way to do it.

The body of the body was flowing, Ye Xiang raised his hands, and in a thought, one hand surged with golden light, and the other hand thundered.

Perfectly eliminate the barriers between Taoism and chanting mantras, all Taoism can be done with one recitation!

Inside the Zifu, the Zijin Pill surrounded by two blood spirits, one big and one small, was suddenly shaken, and its spiritual power swept up.

During the two hours when Ye Xiang realized the Tao, Zijin Dan had been devouring energy and transforming it into spiritual power rapidly, and there was no sequelae during this period.

During the rapid climb, he directly breaks through the middle stage of the first rank and enters the stage of the late stage of the first rank.

The spiritual power became purer like a stream, and the amount increased a lot. It can be clearly seen that Zijin Dan is a little bigger than yesterday.

After breaking through the realm, the level also increased accordingly, and finally reached level 33.

Ye Xiang didn't waste time, this environment is really suitable for practice, he directly took out the marrow washing pill, sat cross-legged and meditated to imprint the immortal pattern.

At the same time, in the cliff mountain, there is another cave.

There are villages with thousands of people living in this valley.

Earth houses, crops, and fruit trees are barely self-sufficient.

And in a square, stands a stone statue of a saint.

Wang Yangming.

When Ye Xiang realized the unity of Tao, knowledge and action, this stone statue of the saint also radiated light at the same time.

It was this sage who was guiding the questioning voices that appeared in my mind.

Even though thousands of years have passed, the ideal of this saint is still there.

Among the cliffs and valleys, there is a study hall in an earthen house, and the sound of children reading can be heard.

A middle-aged elderly man dressed in sackcloth walked out of the study room and looked at the stone statue of the saint with a little shock.

This is the only place where Confucianism and Taoism are passed on today, and the people who comprehend the mind are actually outside?

After pondering for a moment, Wang Lu turned around and walked into the study hall, looked at a dozen children and said, "Let's finish class early today, but don't forget your homework tomorrow morning."

"Yes, sir!"

The children's faces are full of joy, and of course they are very happy when they mention school.

On the cliff, Ye Xiang sat cross-legged on the ground and practiced quietly.

The human fairy marks on his body are faintly visible, and the temperament of the whole person looks very magical.

I don't know if it's because I just realized the meaning of the Tao, the branding speed of the immortal pattern is very fast, and I feel confident that I can finish the first pass of the immortal pattern today.

However, at this moment, like a rippling enchantment, a figure appeared out of thin air not far away, it was the old gentleman who taught before.

The last branch of Confucianism left the inheritance here, hiding it among the foreign races, precisely because this natural formation shields the outside world.

In the past hundred years, no foreign tribe has ever discovered them. This is such a good place, so naturally some tribes chose to establish here.

But I don't know why, once there is a Hitomi Tribe living here, there will always be various natural disasters and disasters.

Once you leave, nothing will happen.

As time passed, there were no more alien races coming to live in this position, but they avoided them and did not dare to approach them.

After Wang Lu walked out of the barrier, he immediately noticed Ye Xiang who was practicing on the cliff.

Feeling the Taoist spirit that had not completely faded from the opponent's body, as well as the Taoist robe on his body, Wang Lu became more and more surprised.

Young Taoist?

Are there still people in Daomen now?

Seeing that the other party was a Taoist priest, Wang Lu understood instead, no wonder he could clearly understand the meaning of the saint.

Although Wang Yangming is a Confucian sage, he also has a deep study of Taoism, and Confucianism and Taoism are originally a family.