Chapter 283 The Tao Te Ching of the Yuan Dynasty

The little white tiger's eyeballs turned, and it did not change its shape to maintain its human shape. It even stepped forward and stepped on the golden bridge, looking at the old man tentatively. Seeing that the old man didn't respond any more, he simply lay down on the golden bridge happily. I don't know if it was an illusion. On this golden bridge, it seems to return to the mother's womb, with unprecedented comfort and peace of mind.

Li Er smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, opened his eyes and looked around, and said slowly to everyone: "My way is the way of all things, the way of the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, the way gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, three gives birth to all things, nothing more than this .”

This statement is simple but contains great rhyme. Everyone felt that the old man in front of him had a mind full of heaven and earth, like an incarnation of heaven, and they couldn't help but feel awe, but they were the ancestors of Dharma after all. Meaning in a few words.

Then I was shocked in my heart, this old man really dared to say, the so-called Dao begets one, one life two, two begets three, three begets all things, doesn't he compare himself to the one born of that Tao, but they are the two or three, many people After regaining his senses, he faintly guessed, could it be that the old man wants them to pass on this way to all things and sentient beings on his behalf.

What kind of self-confidence and broad-mindedness is this, actually wanting the world to follow his way.

The old man's face is mysterious, his eyes are no longer cloudy, "the old man has a Taoist scripture, which can be passed on to the world, to all living beings, and help all living beings to gain the Tao. You should listen carefully."

Everyone didn't dare to be negligent, and they all became extremely focused and listened carefully.

Then I heard Li Er uttering a mysterious Taoist sound, arousing the energy of heaven and earth, the atmosphere between heaven and earth became clear, the clouds swayed for thousands of miles, and the golden light shone down, and even more mysteriously, the clear light shot down into the back of Li Er's head, Li Er's expression is inexplicable, but the Taoist scriptures are more mysterious.

Everyone was fascinated by this, and they all felt that they had never been so comfortable since they were born. The aura in their bodies vibrated faintly. They were not more energetic, but a little bit pure. A lot of emotions have been eliminated, and I have more understanding of the vague avenue.

The seven registered disciples sitting on the seats were different. The strong Taoist rhyme continuously came from under the futon, which made the effect of listening to the lecture more than ten times stronger for no reason. It was like facing the Dao directly. It is the short board's comprehension of the Dao, which is also constantly deepening, surpassing the monks of the same generation in a blink of an eye, and it is still strengthening.

On the golden bridge, it is even more mysterious. The little white tiger's eyes are confused, and he scratches his ears and cheeks from time to time. It seems that he has some insights and doubts.

But at this moment, the golden bridge trembled suddenly, and golden lotuses suddenly emerged, exuding the fragrance of the avenue, and the fairy sounds trembled, following Li Er's words, and finally drifted around on the golden bridge and merged into the golden bridge again, but There were also those few who kept pouring into the three people on the golden bridge.

Tianxin and Batian are the closest, and they absorb the most golden lotuses, but after absorbing nine of them, they can no longer attract them. The little white tiger just stepped on the golden lotus, and only absorbed three golden lotuses in half a day.

But even so, I still feel that the whole body is full of fresh air, and the turbid air is repelled. The bones are washed from the inside to the outside, and layers of black stains turn into thick black liquid and flow outward. This is only a superficial effect, and the most important thing is the expression of the white tiger No longer confused, the joy from the heart is beyond words, the intuition that all the doubts of the Dao in the past have been resolved, the internal exercises are more profound, the small golden body is shining golden, the last brilliance has faded, the whole body is dark gold, and has a more texture.

But after the three golden lotuses passed, his tiger eyebrows frowned again, showing that without the help of the golden lotus, doubts arose again.

At this moment, Li Er seemed to be aware of something, looked at him with his eyes, smiled slightly, and pointed his finger at him slightly, and six golden lotuses flew towards the little white tiger one after another, and they entered the eyebrows one by one, but they did not dissolve in the body, but Was mysteriously banned.

But the old man was afraid that the little white tiger's realm would not be able to bear so many blessings, so he sealed him up for later.

The little white tiger frowned, opened his eyes as if aware of it, and looked at the old man with a little doubt and surprise. Although he didn't feel it, he felt faintly that the old man seemed to help him.

Li Er nodded slightly to him, "The fate between the old man and you should end here, and you really don't fit to listen to the Taoist scriptures later, so go ahead."

The little white tiger was slightly stunned, and after understanding what he meant, he let out a low growl to express his dissatisfaction, "You old man, do you hold grudges because I didn't ask you to be my teacher? Why can't I listen to what they listen to?" A little behind.

Naturally, what he was referring to was not the ancestors of the dharma, but the few remaining daring wild beasts from a farther distance, among which the highest realm was similar to him.

Li Er smiled slowly, "Why are you so persistent, you are different from them, and your way is even more different from the way of old people. If you try to listen to it, you will only get in the way, and the way will be unsustainable."

Xiao Baihu felt that this didn't seem like perfunctory, and was even more puzzled. Could it be that the old man also saw the young master's handsomeness and martial arts?

Li Er seemed to be aware of what he was thinking, and even smiled, nodded and said: "If you see your master, don't forget to say hello to the old man."

The little white tiger was stunned immediately, and then suddenly realized and said in disbelief: "You old man actually knows my mentor!"

Then came an uncontrollable joy, "Do you know where Master and his old man are, tell me quickly, but I miss you very much." As he spoke, his body trembled, and there was a sparkle in the tiger's eyes drops of water.

After being separated for more than a hundred years, he respected and humiliated the master who taught him the way that day, and there was not a day when he didn't want to see his teacher again.

Seeing his appearance, the old man shook his head slightly, "You are the heart of a child, but your master is supernatural, and this old man doesn't know where he is now, but the way of heaven and earth has a destiny, and when the fate comes, it will be you and your master. On the day of reunion, you can go."

With a wave of Li Er's hand, a beam of golden light enveloped the little white tiger, and immediately carried the little white tiger away.

Everyone seemed ignorant of Li Er's actions, they were still comprehending the previous narration seriously, and none of them came to their senses.

After seeing off the little white tiger, Li Er slowly closed his eyes again and began to preach.

At this time, what I was talking about was already the second half of the Taoist scriptures, and it suddenly became much more profound. Not to mention those desolate beasts with insufficient cultivation, few of the Dharma Ancestors present could fully understand them. Breaking away from the level of enlightenment, falling into a certain obstacle and unable to continue.

There were only seven named disciples, who could barely understand and memorize everything with the help of futons. Perhaps only Tianxin and Batian behind the old man could be fully understood by everyone present.

Even so, Li Er continued speaking on his own, and it took several hours before the sermon finally ended.