Chapter 672: Never Forget Your Original Intention

I have been in the dark river for hundreds of years, which is an extremely long time.

Still haven't fully understood the rules of time.

Shen Ping knew that he was not suitable for walking on the dark river.

So he returned to the Mother River of Chaos.

Looking at the dazzling chaos in Shanghe District.

He couldn't help but sigh.

Now there is only one last way, which is to find opportunities from the past.

to be honest.

He has no idea now.

I can only seek advice from the elders of Hunyuan Palace again.

The other party has been there for a long time and should have some experience in this area.

The elders of Hunyuan Palace were not surprised by Shen Ping's arrival.

Anyone who wants to understand the rules of time and years in the Hunyuan realm will eventually take these paths, but unfortunately, except for the three leaders of Hunyuan Palace, Heihe Palace, and Tianhe Peak, no one else can succeed.

"Kyushu."

"Since we are back in the past, forget about the present and forget everything there."

“At our level, the reason why we can’t find opportunities is because we are standing too high and looking too far. No matter what situation or environment we are in, it is difficult to find our original intention. If we want to make our past, present and future unique, the most important thing is to find that common point.”

Listen to these words.

Shen Ping was silent for a moment. "Find your original intention, elder. Do you mean that the original intention is the common point of all these?"

The elder of Hunyuan Palace nodded, "Many people in Hunyuan realm don't think so, because no one cares about the original intention, but in the depths of our true spirit memory, the original intention is exactly the only common point left. I tried, but failed."

Shen Ping listened carefully.

The elder of Hunyuan Palace continued, "In the past, I abandoned all perceptions and even chose to seal my true spirit, but it was useless. As long as we have comprehended 90% of the rules of time and space, it is difficult for us to truly experience the past as long as there is a trace of true spirit. From the moment we look back to the past, we are using our own rules."

“If I can’t truly abandon it, it’s naturally difficult to find my original intention. Even if I find it, it’s only my original intention. So I failed. Not only me, but the other elders also failed.”

At this point, he looked at Shen Ping and said, "So if you want to find your original intention, you must be truly focused and clear-minded, and use your present body, present thoughts, and even future thoughts to integrate your past."

“Only in this way can we achieve the only one and comprehend the remaining tenth of the rules of time. To put it bluntly, it is to find ourselves. In the process of finding our original intention, we can find ourselves. This self exists in the past, in the present, and even in the future.”

Shen Ping was a little confused, but he understood what the elder of Hunyuan Palace said. The long river of time not only exists in the present, it has always existed, and the power of rules within it exists in the present, in the future, and even in the past.

The so-called finding your original intention and finding yourself is to integrate these rules.

Return to the chaos of Kyushu.

He stayed in seclusion in the palace for a long time.

Five years have passed.

Just be ready.

Use a trace of your true spirit to go back in time and return to the past.

…

Kyushu Tower.

South Yanzhou.

Fire Toad Cave.

Twelve Kingdoms, Wei.

On the shore of a crescent lake hundreds of miles away from Jinyang Sect.

This is the land of the vassal family, the Shen family.

Along with a trace of true spirit coming.

Shen Ping, who was sitting cross-legged near the spiritual spring practicing, slowly opened his eyes.

This time.

He directly chose to go back to the day when he had just traveled through time and used his true spirit to merge with his soul. However, he did not seal his memory, but descended with everything in the Hunyuan Realm.

Just as the elder of Hunyuan Palace said.

Even if I abandon everything.

It is also in the operation of rules.

It is impossible to truly experience the past and find back the original intention. In this case, I might as well experience it through the descent of the true spirit.

Such a situation.

Shen Ping had experienced this in the palace of Jiehai Peak many times.

As for whether he could find his original intention again, he was not sure, but he just wanted to give it a try.

If even this method fails.

I can only give up the idea of ​​finding myself and entering the gate of the source. When the time comes, I will honestly become an elder of Hunyuan Palace and live freely from then on.

After all, he has reached this level.

It can be considered as true immortality.

The moment you open your eyes.

The long-lost memories hidden deep in his true soul came to his mind. He might not have remembered the appearance of the Shen family members who were sitting cross-legged around him, but now they were all revealed before his eyes.

At this moment, they are seizing every opportunity to absorb the abundant spiritual energy near the spiritual spring to improve themselves.

And if I remember correctly, this period of practice was also the last time I stayed in the Shen family.

Shen Ping didn't change anything.

He closed his eyes again.

Let the four types of spiritual roots slowly absorb the spiritual energy.

Two hours later.

The practice is over.

Some are happy and some are sad.

As an immortal, Shen Ping felt neither happy nor sad. His true spirit could not feel any emotions at all. Even if the world collapsed in the next moment, it would not cause any ripples in his heart.

"Ping'er, you have average physique, and I'm afraid you won't be able to build a foundation in this lifetime. The clan has limited resources and can't supply every member. The clan elders have decided to send you to Yunshan Swamp to open up wasteland with the Jinyang Sect. Perhaps there, you will meet your destiny as an immortal."

Listening to these long-lost familiar words.

Shen Ping was silent for a moment, then he said, "Uncle Wu, the Jinyang Sect's opening up of wasteland is bound to be dangerous. There are many people in the clan with average spiritual roots. Will all of them go this time?"

I used to be a man who didn't talk nonsense.

Having worked in the society for so many years, he has long understood that it is of no use to refute such things.

Uncle Wu hesitated, shook his head and said, "Not really, the clan only selected ten people, you, are not very lucky."

Shen Ping said, "Is it bad luck or I have no status in the clan? My parents have passed away long ago. Yunshan Swamp may have a chance to become an immortal. If I soar to the sky there, will the clan regret today's decision in the future?"

Uncle Wu looked at Shen Ping and said, "You used to be very quiet, but I never thought you would say so much today. Perhaps when faced with a choice, people will grow up in an instant. You are right. The reason why the clan chose you is because you have no one to support you."

“As for the future, who can predict it? Even if you build your foundation or even form a pill in the future, it is your fate and has nothing to do with the family.”

"Whether you live or die, it is your own destiny."

Speaking of this.

Uncle Wuzu sighed, "As cultivators, we fight for our lives against the heavens. No matter what we choose, we must keep going. Those who regret it are just because their hearts are not firm and their beliefs are not firm. Ping'er, you must remember that no matter what you encounter in the future, you must remember that you are a cultivator. From the moment you set foot on this path, there is only one way to go, and that is to survive."

He shook his head, stood up tremblingly and turned to leave.

In the reflection of candlelight.

He slowly disappeared, dragging his old figure.

Shen Ping stared for a long time. He had never heard these words before, but he could feel the care that this elder had for his fellow tribesmen and for himself.

Stay alive.

I'm afraid this is the belief of this elder, his current belief.

The next day.

The clan elder brought him and the rest of the clan members to Jinyang Sect, and they took a flying boat all the way to Yunshanfang. At this time, Yunshanfang was still in ruins, with only a stone gate and scattered shops and streets, and nothing else.

Those who came here to open up wasteland like Shen Ping built wooden houses near the Shifang Gate for temporary residence.

He found a place at random.

He built a simple house with wood and looked at the various monks around him. More than 80% of these people would die in the previous rounds of land reclamation.

The Yunshan swamp is full of monsters and poisonous creatures.

Even if the foundation-building cultivators of the Jinyang Sect led the sect disciples through a sweep and eliminated most of the monsters, the remaining ones would still pose a fatal threat to these cultivators.

The following days.

Shen Ping just watched quietly.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Some people died, but new monks soon arrived.

Perhaps they all have their own reasons, but now that they are here, they have only one goal, and that is to survive.

No matter how miserable these monks were, how much pain some suffered, or how difficult their lives were, it had nothing to do with Shen Ping. He found that he was just a passer-by, an observer. The vast memory of the True Spirit and hundreds of years of information had made him become like Chaos, and he was about to lose his humanity.

Even here.

He could no longer feel the passage of time. In his eyes, the sunrise and sunset were just a visual flow. Joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, and all the seven emotions and six desires were like they had no touch and could not cause the slightest fluctuation.

Until this moment.

Only then did Shen Ping truly understand what the elders of Hunyuan Palace said about regaining one's original intention. He knew that even if he abandoned his memories, it would still be the same.

You can’t see the Wei Kingdom in Yunshanfang, you can’t see the Fire Toad Cave in Wei Kingdom, and you can’t see the South Yanzhou in the Fire Toad Cave… You can’t see the Great Dark Abyss, you can’t see the Immortal Realm, you can’t see the vast chaos…

One Dao Ji is 100 million years, and one hundred thousand Dao Ji is one Chaos Year. Similarly, one hundred thousand Chaos Years is one Sui Year.

He lived for hundreds of years.

Time can make people forget everything, forget everything, even forget their own humanity and the meaning of their existence.

While Hunyuan Realm is pursuing the rules of time, it is also affected by the northern time. Even the most determined heart and belief in Taoism cannot resist the erosion of the rules of time.

Although Shen Ping relied on the dark beast to grow rapidly to his current level, he was also affected when he comprehended the passage of time.

Now he knew, but it was of no use.

Sitting in front of the wooden house.

Shen Ping didn't know what to do, how to find his own heart and his own beliefs.

Just let time pass by.

No one could notice him, and no one could sense him.

Until this day.

Wooden houses were built nearby, and the smell of flower petals wafted from the neighboring wooden houses.

He finally woke up from his daze.

Subconsciously, I looked towards the neighbor's wooden house, and saw a nun in a robe with wet hair standing in front of the door, pouring a basin of bath water into the alley.

Seems to sense the sight.

She pinched her waist and glared at him, "What are you looking at? Have you ever seen a woman's bath water? Ever since I came here, I've seen you often sitting in the wooden house in a daze, not working hard to earn spirit stones. I'm afraid you won't even be able to find a Taoist partner in the future."

Shen Ping looked at the female cultivator and blurted out, "You have become younger."

The female cultivator raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh, you are quite talkative. I have always been so young."

Shen Ping couldn't help but look the female cultivator up and down carefully.

It seemed that he had never seen, or that the current Yu Yan did not exist in his memory.

She is younger and more charming. Although she lacks that maturity, she is still lively.

"Hey, that's enough. You can't keep looking at me. If you want to look at women, go find one outside. If you can't do that, go to a brothel in the market town. If you spend some spirit stones, I guarantee you'll be able to see as much as you want. I won't let you stare at me like that."

After saying that, he twisted his waist and hips and walked into the wooden house.

Shen Ping stood up and followed.

The female cultivator frowned, turned around and blocked the door, put down the wooden basin, crossed her arms and said, "What's the matter? You still want to force your way into my house in broad daylight?"

Then he glanced at Shen Ping and snorted, "If you really can't help it, go find those prostitutes. They are cheaper. Don't look for me. I don't sell my body."

Bang.

He slammed the door shut.

Another voice was heard, "With your level of cultivation, if you dare to barge in, I will make you pay for it."

Shen Ping suddenly laughed, "Yu Yan, can you make my legs weak?"

Wow.

The door opened again.

The young and charming female cultivator narrowed her eyes, "Oh, you even know my name, I guess you asked about it specifically. With your small body, I can crush you to death, believe it or not!"

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. I'm not like you. I can't just sit there and earn spirit stones."

After saying that, he closed the door and walked towards the main street of the market.

Shen Ping followed behind him.

It's quite interesting to see the lines of her waist and hips twisting.

The female cultivator didn't care either.

But he snorted in his heart, he didn't expect that this neighbor was so bold and shameless.

Arrived at the main street of Fangshi.

She started walking along the roadside stalls.

See Shen Ping is still following.

She began to murmur, wondering if the guy behind her was mentally ill. How could he just follow a female cultivator like that? If he was so blind, he would have died long ago.

Maybe there is something to rely on.

So she strolled until the evening. When it was almost dark, the sunset glow disappeared into the clouds. When she returned to the entrance of the alley, she encountered the robbery cultivator.

"Hey, come back to your senses."

"How about you deal with two of these four guys in the middle stage of Qi training and leave the rest to me?"

Shen Ping didn't even look around, but said, "Walk slower, I can hardly keep up."

The female cultivator was speechless.

This guy is really stupid.

"Please, we are surrounded by four robbers now, I won't take care of you later!"

"Don't blame me when you die!"

at this time.

The four robbery cultivators have already taken action.

Shen Ping still stood there without any intention of taking any action.

This made the female cultivator even more speechless. She could only grit her teeth and take out the white snake puppet, while attaching several talismans to it.

…

There should be seven more chapters.

(End of this chapter)