"You think my words are rude?"

Lu Sheng asked back.

Although Song Mingdao didn't say anything, his attitude really meant that. In his eyes, Lu Henge's talent in cultivation was already the ceiling for most people.

If even Lu Hen Ge is not qualified to join the Chan Sect, then does this Chan Sect really have any disciples?

certainly.

Song Mingdao did not understand Taoism.

So he couldn't say much. After all, the Taoist sect in the fairy world was enough to amaze Song Mingdao, not to mention Taoism, which was even above the Taoist sect.

Seeing this.

Lu Sheng continued, "Your vision is still too narrow. When you leave the fairyland and go to that place, you will understand what a true genius is."

That place?

Song Mingdao frowned slightly.

but.

Lu Sheng turned around and smiled, mockingly: "But you probably don't have this opportunity anymore, so it's pointless to tell you."

Lu Hen Ge does have some chance, but it's just a little. Even if Lu Hen Ge really goes to that place, it is impossible for him to join the Chan Sect.

If I have to say, Lu Hen Ge has the hope of joining the Human Religion and the Jie Religion, as these two religions are quite inclusive.

Lu Sheng went down all the way, and Song Mingdao followed closely behind.

The three-colored Dao rhyme around it gradually turned into a very pure black death energy, which slowly gave it a bit of the appearance of hell.

But what surprised Song Mingdao was that these deathly auras were actually much more comfortable than the previous three-color Dao rhyme.

Suddenly.

Lu Sheng paused.

Song Mingdao also stopped and looked forward. Right in front of him and Lu Sheng, black death energy was constantly flowing, revealing something similar to a map.

"Is this a map?"

Song Mingdao couldn't understand.

wrong!

Song Mingdao felt that it was not the case.

If it is a map, there should be some complex terrain structures and some glyphs as annotations.

But on this map, there are only black and white colors, like two fish entangled together.

Song Mingdao subconsciously thought that the black one was death, and the white one was the Taoist rhyme of human teaching.

Lu Sheng said softly, "The Yellow Springs Road and the Naihe Bridge were both created by Taoism, and this Eighteen Levels of Hell is naturally also the work of a Taoist master."

“Since it was created by a Taoist master, everything here is closely related to Taoism.”

Song Mingdao suddenly realized.

Next second.

Song Mingdao thought of Meng Po: "Is Meng Po also a Taoist?"

Lu Sheng shook his head. "She's not. She's... special. I have to stay here and can't go anywhere, but Meng Po is free to move around. No one restricts her where she wants to go."

"You saw it too. Meng Po left as soon as she said she would. She didn't need to worry about Taoism at all."

Lu Sheng was helpless.

Logically speaking.

This place was created by Taoism, so the Taoist rhyme and rules here should be above everything else, and the people of the Void Taoist Temple should not be able to do anything about it.

But Taoism abandoned this place.

Lu Sheng didn't know why either.

Anyway, a long time ago, Taoism gave up the underworld and exiled this small space to the fairyland.

Strictly speaking, the underworld and the Taoist sects in the fairy world are both little toys abandoned by Taoism.

But the underworld and Taoism are different.

Taoist people always want to return to Taoism, while the underworld is resistant to their return.

Back to the topic.

Lu Sheng looked at the black and white fish in front of him and continued, "This pattern is called the Tai Chi diagram. Many people in Taoism also call it the Yin-Yang fish."

Song Mingdao frowned slightly. This pattern was too simple and there was nothing mysterious about it, at least he couldn't see anything.

Lu Sheng didn't quite understand either.

She was just the incarnation of Naihe Bridge, and she only knew that this thing was Taoist.

However, in order to show off in front of Song Mingdao, Lu Sheng pretended to be profound and said, "This is the teaching of Taoism. The great way is simple. The simpler things are, the more profound they are."

Song Mingdao: ...

What a pretentious guy!

But I have to say, Taoism is awesome, so people who pretend to be awesome seem very cool.

Lu Sheng's body passed through the Tai Chi diagram. This Tai Chi diagram formed by the black and white energies was not a real object, but just a projection.

The Tai Chi diagram is a magical instrument and is very important to Taoism. Such an important thing must be hidden within Taoism to be safe and cannot be left here.

There are many important instruments in Taoism.

The Tai Chi diagram is just one of them.

Lu Sheng and Song Mingdao continued to go down. Along the way, Song Mingdao saw projections of more than a dozen magical instruments in different shapes, but none of them were real objects.

When they reached the bottom of the Eighteen Levels of Hell, Lu Sheng's eyes became somewhat complicated: "We're here."

There is a mirror directly in front.

The mirror is not big.

If used to take pictures of people, it is a bit narrow and the mirror surface is not smooth, so the faces taken appear a bit blurry and distorted.

"Is this mirror also a Taoist magical tool?"

Song Mingdao was very curious and wanted to reach out and touch it, but he felt that it was too rash to do so, so he held back.

The mirror in front of me is different from the phantom I saw before. This mirror is a real object that can not only be seen but also touched.

Lu Sheng nodded: "This mirror is called the Bagua Mirror. It is one of the most important instruments in Taoism."

Song Mingdao was stunned.

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