Qiong Yu fell into deep contemplation, are the seven emotions and six desires a burden? Are there any flaws in their pure spirits of heaven and earth?
She seemed to have never heard of a Saint King who was truly emotionless and desireless. Even if his emotions were weak, he still had extremely strong feelings for his own Dao.
But what he did in his previous life was actually not in accordance with the Way of Heaven, but was just a mess?
"Senior Immortal, I think I should get used to the seven emotions and six desires, and I should accept it." Qiong Yu said solemnly.
"That's great."
Li Yi nodded slightly and said in a gentle voice: "Self-esteem is also a desire. You should leave room for yourself. Just show me the memory of the ancient Dao Sect."
"oh."
Qiong Yu unconsciously lowered her head slightly. She originally thought that this was nothing and her memory was just an unchanging slide.
But since the immortal senior cared about me so much, I felt a little embarrassed.
The immortals regarded themselves as people with self-esteem, which in a sense was like a canonization by heaven and earth, giving Qiong Yu human characteristics. Sometimes caring or not is given by others, and thoughts and behaviors can be spread.
Especially for the strong, their words and actions will affect others.
Qiong Yu suppressed her rare sense of shame, and at the same time rebuilt the "wall" around her memory and spiritual platform, only releasing the information related to Taoism.
Selectively releasing memories can be forged and guided, so Qiong Yu chose to release them all at once to avoid suspicion and gaps.
The memory of the ancient Taoist sect is very brief. It was just that a few pure spirits of heaven and earth who transformed into various small animals happened to land on the top of Qiong Yu's mountain and started a casual conversation.
“It’s happened again.”
"The descendant of the ancient Taoist sect appears every once in a while. It is said that this time we have figured out the origin of this descendant, and he is an ordinary human."
"A woodcutter who chopped wood 10 years ago, disappeared 10 years later and suddenly became an ancient saint, known as a god. It is said that he has extraordinary fighting power and can rival the Holy King."
"To have the strength of a Saint King in ten years? Hard to imagine."
“There is nothing strange in the world.”
"There are ten divine beings, and six of them have already appeared. Does that mean there are four more inheritances? As long as you get one of them, you can be promoted to Saint King."
"Perhaps. Then I advise you not to wade into this muddy water. There are too many people vying for it, and there is something wrong with those heirs."
"There are ten gods. The intestines of Feng Wa are transformed into gods."
Qiong Yu was slightly curious about their conversation and asked. The answers she got in the end were all about how powerful the ancient Taoist sect was and how powerful the legendary Taoist master was.
It was almost the same as what Qiong Yu told Li Yi.
The scroll made up of memories disappeared, and the room returned to peace.
Qiong Yu asked crisply, "Senior Immortal, do you want to watch more?"
"No."
Li Yi retracted his gaze, and all kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind. He used what he knew and his memories to verify each other, including his own understanding and perception of the world.
The key lies in the understanding and perception of heaven and earth.
Some things cannot be inferred through superficial information and intelligence. As the saying goes, the truth cannot be passed on to others and can only be understood through intuition.
"There are ten kinds of gods. The one with the intestines of Feng Wa was born a god."
Li Yi uttered this sentence in a calm voice without causing any ripples, as if it were just a sparse and ordinary speech.
Qiong Yu asked curiously, "Senior Immortal, is there anything wrong with this sentence?"
"Who is Feng Wa?" Li Yi asked. Qiong Yu was very unfamiliar with this name and just shook her head to indicate that she didn't know.
"When a living being's proportion in the universe reaches a certain level, then his name will be given a special meaning, which is an imperial decree. Most living beings cannot reach this level, and even the Saint Kings only leave traces. So in your eyes, the heirs of Taoism suddenly appeared."
The ancient Taoist inheritance that suddenly appeared had the strength of a Saint King in just 10 years. Six of them appeared in succession, and the means of inheritance was unknown.
These things sound strange, but in fact they are just because the parties involved cannot see clearly.
Li Yi concentrated his mind slightly, and with one thought, the world became wider. His eyes went beyond the material level, examining the invisible and intangible laws that kept the world running.
If we want to describe the world in a concrete way, it is like a tree. The spiritual veins and laws are the roots, the strongest are the branches, some thick and some thin, and the living beings are the leaves.
This is just a description. In reality, it has no form. Tangible description is essentially a mistake and a kind of attachment to appearances.
The ancient Taoist tradition is rooted in heaven and earth, and suitable successors will be selected under the guidance of a certain kind of energy.
Li Yi pondered over the sentence again, trying to comprehend its meaning. This lasted for dozens of seconds, and Qiong Yu did not dare to ask again, but waited quietly for the result.
About three minutes later, Li Yi suddenly picked up a notebook and wrote a line of words with a pen.
[Ten positions, enthroned with the intestines of Feng Wa, born as gods. ]
Only then did Qiong Yu dare to ask, "Senior Immortal, what does this mean? What does Feng Wa's intestines mean?"
"Chang is pregnant, and these ten gods were born by Feng Wa." Li Yi replied, "I know what you want to ask. Feng Wa is not the leader of Taoism. She is a sacrifice and material."
If it was a simple enthronement, the two words "Feng Wa" would not be placed in the middle, but at the front.
Li Yi watched as the two words "Feng Wa" on the paper began to disappear, leaving only two blank spaces.
“It is a formless statue.”
Mortal beings cannot bear the command of the true name.
Qiong Yu widened her eyes. She couldn't even tell how the words disappeared. At the same time, a chill surged into her heart.
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