Chapter 804: A Temple Destroyed by Snowstorm, Enlightenment in One Day

When Yu Chen came down the mountain, Shitou and Li Yuanqing were not there.

So he walked down the mountain alone without disturbing anyone.

It was morning, and heavy snow was falling. The vast Shangjing was covered in silver.

But despite the severe cold, it was also lively.

The vegetable farmers pulled a cart loaded with radishes, potatoes, yams and radishes; the couple in the bun shop were busy putting the buns wrapped overnight into the steamer, lighting the fire and boiling them, steaming; it was still early, and the night incense man drove the last cart of grains by; occasionally, you could see the officers and soldiers of Shangjing passing by with swords and weapons on their shoulders...

Yu Chen stepped on the snow and saw all kinds of human life.

Still confused.

So he continued to walk.

He saw the craftsmen setting up stalls to draw sugar figures, the jugglers breaking stones on their chests, and the storytellers setting up tables and chairs under the overpass with white breath...

Scenes flashed before Yu Chen's eyes like a revolving lantern.

He still didn't understand.

What is Tao?

So he kept walking.

From the inner city to the outer city, from the outer city to the outside of the city, from early morning to noon, from noon to dusk...

There was no planned route, just wherever he went, it was up to him.

After leaving the city, Yu Chen walked to a mountain village and saw a sturdy man carrying a bow and arrow, dragging a roe deer home; saw an old man fishing, digging a hole in the ice, holding his breath and concentrating; saw a cowherd driving the cattle down the mountain...

All kinds of human life, all caught his eyes.

In his heart, he seemed to have grasped something vaguely.

But it seemed that there was a layer of gauze between him and the real enlightenment, and he couldn't see clearly or thoroughly.

In this state of ignorance, he stopped the burly man who was coming down the mountain to hunt, and asked, as if he was dreaming and waking up, "What is Tao?"

The burly man was stunned, smiled foolishly, and said that he was just an ordinary man, had never read a book, and didn't understand what "Tao" was.

But after thinking about it, he said that he had been hunting for decades and used the money to support his wife and children at home. If Yu Chen wanted to learn to draw a bow and shoot arrows and hunt animals, he could teach him.

After hearing this, Yu Chen suddenly felt that the layer of mist covering his eyes became thinner.

The "truth" behind the mist seemed to be within reach.

But it was not enough.

So he said goodbye to the man and continued to move forward.

Unknowingly, it was late at night and he walked to a dilapidated mountain god temple.

He saw a blazing fire inside.

He walked in unconsciously.

He saw an old Taoist sitting cross-legged beside the fire, roasting a few pieces of meat on the fire.

The fire was blazing, but the high temperature did not spread. It was not an ordinary fire; the meat was shining with spiritual light and fragrant, and it was not a vulgar thing.

And the old Taoist was wearing a black Taoist robe, which was heavy and solemn. There was also an emblem of a long sword embroidered on his chest, which was extremely precious at first glance.

The old Taoist looked about sixty years old, with white hair and a youthful face, deep eyes, and he was not an ordinary person at first glance.

But at the same time, the old Taoist was covered in dust, his face was gray, his breath was weak, and he was exhausted. It was obvious that he had been traveling for a long distance.

The moment he appeared, the old Taoist's expression froze and his eyes narrowed.

After discovering that Yu Chen seemed to be just an unintentional intruder, not someone he imagined, he was slightly relieved.

But Yu Chen didn't pay attention to these. He just sat down like an idiot, sitting by the fire. Looking at the crackling and blazing fire, his eyes were stunned.

The old Taoist also looked at him, frowned, and his eyes showed a strange look.

Logically speaking, the old Taoist knew that he was not safe at this moment, and he should be wary of all strangers.

But for some reason, when he saw this young man, he felt an inexplicable trust, as if the other party would never hurt him.

"This young friend?" The old Taoist frowned and called out.

But Yu Chen seemed to have heard nothing, and just murmured: "What is Tao... What is Tao... What is Tao..."

As he was talking, he suddenly looked at the old Taoist: "Daoist friend, can you tell me what Tao is?"

The old Taoist was stunned, and then realized that the other party seemed to be in the process of enlightenment?

It is said that the path of cultivation of this Qi-refining practitioner is often confused. Whenever this happens, he will go back to reading and walking, watching the world, watching the various aspects of life, in order to seek enlightenment.

——The old Taoist thought so, and he was more certain that this person should not be the "pursuer" sent by those guys.

If he was really a pursuer, he would probably attack and kill him the moment he found himself, so there was no need to act crazy and stupid like this.

While he was thinking, he suddenly saw the young man pick up a piece of roasted meat on the fire and eat it in big mouthfuls. While eating, he was talking to himself, "What is Tao... What is Tao..."

The old Taoist looked at him, and it seemed that he saw himself many years ago - when he was about to break through, he was also so confused. He traveled through the mountains and rivers, but still had no clue. Finally, he went to a mortal Taoist temple and met a mortal Taoist who cultivated his mind but not practiced. The other party's words made him realize it one day.

"At that time, it was just like that time." The old Taoist felt the injuries all over his body and was exhausted. He smiled bitterly: "Forget it, I am now exhausted and I don't know if I can reach Shangjing. Before leaving, I will also make a good relationship."

So, the old Taoist followed Yu Chen's words and added: "Below the knees and feet, there is Tao."

Yu Chen's eyes widened.

"Between the knees and feet... is the Tao?" He murmured again, his eyes seemed to understand something, but he couldn't understand it completely, and asked again: "What does this mean?"

Just then, outside the dilapidated temple, the old man who had been fishing for a day walked past the temple with a lantern, singing as he walked, "A rod, a line, a fish basket for a day, the world laughs at me for being too crazy, I laugh at the world for not seeing through..."

The old Taoist took the opportunity to elaborate, saying: "--This is the Tao."

Yu Chen was stunned, his whole body stiff.

The old Taoist said: "As a mortal, he is already sixty years old in the eyes of the world and should have enjoyed his old age, but he sat on the ice with a fishing rod and a basket, guarding it all day. He is devoted to fishing, enjoys the joy of fishing, and is willing to give his all for it. This is the Tao.

The old farmer in the vegetable field, facing the loess and back to the sky, working tirelessly, just to have meat on the table and feed the whole family, this is the Tao.

The Taoist master spits out clouds in the morning and bathes in the moonlight in the evening, has a pure heart and few desires, and cultivates his body and mind. This is the Tao.

The monks in the temple do morning and evening homework, chant scriptures and Buddha, and follow the precepts. Saving all living beings is the way.

The Imperial Guards travel thousands of miles, slaying demons and monsters, suppressing evildoers and killing evildoers, and never regretting their death. This is the way.

On the battlefield outside the domain, countless passionate children sacrificed their lives to build a long wall of flesh and blood... This is also the way. "

After a pause, he stared at Yu Chen and took a deep breath: "——My friend, all living beings have walked along the way. Where their feet step, where their hearts go, and what they carry on their shoulders are the way. "

At that moment, as the old Taoist said, one sentence after another, one syllable after another, it fell into Yu Chen's ears, and it was like thunder and thunder!

Boom!

Like a revelation!

"Walking along the way, where your feet step, where your heart goes, and what you carry on your shoulders... is the way?"

He muttered to himself.

The mist in front of him disappeared.

Everything behind the mist was instantly clear and presented to Yu Chen in an extremely clear way.

What the heart desires and what the shoulders carry is the Tao.

What the Five Elements Great Escape, mastering the Five Thunders, drawing a prison on the ground, the Sword Formation of the Immortal Executioner, the Six Paths of Reincarnation... are all means, not Yu Chen's "Tao".

His Tao has always been there, at his feet.

Since he got the Sutra of Saving People, Yu Chen left the simple Qingfeng Mausoleum and embarked on his own path.

——Saving the dead, killing people, saving the dying and the wounded, slaying demons and exorcising monsters, from Weishui to Jinling, from Jinling to Daxia, from Daxia to Shangjing... Walking thousands of miles, traveling all over the mountains and rivers.

The road he has been on is his Tao.

But what has he been doing?

Saving people?

Killing people?

Slaying demons?

Exorcising demons?

Conferring an imperial seal on ghosts and gods?

Restoring reincarnation?

Reopening hell?

Recreating reincarnation?

...

These are all his Tao, but not all of them.

His Tao is what he has been doing.

—— Governing the underworld and controlling the underworld.

There is yin and yang in the world, and neither is indispensable. There is a great order in the world of the living, and the underworld also needs to be governed.

Whether it is to save the dead or reopen the underworld, what he wants, what he carries on his knees and feet, and what he carries on his shoulders and back, are all in charge of the netherworld.

Make good and evil have rewards, make reincarnation have a way, make the world cycle, and make yin and yang work together.

This is his way.

At that moment, Yu Chen's eyes were shining with divine light.

An extremely majestic shadow, with him as the center, flashed across this world.

The "Da Yan" of Tao, field construction!

But it was only for a moment, like a flash in the pan, and then it was instantly retracted into his body.

Buried deeply.

At that moment, the old Taoist was stiff as iron, and his face was inexplicably horrified!

As a person who has been through it, he can certainly see that the young man in front of him just now has broken through the realm of Tianzun and built a field.

Even his field flashed by and was seen by himself.

But that's why he was... panicked!

Just now, he seemed to see an extremely magnificent and terrifying scroll!

There were vast and rolling muddy rivers, terrifying palaces with hideous shadows, vast ghost cities with a gloomy atmosphere, terrifying forbidden lands with seas of fire and mountains of knives, and terrifying ghosts with green faces and fangs...

Any of those things made him feel... suffocated.

Trembling all over!

At the same time, in the underworld.

Above Huangquan, in the ghost palace, in hell, around reincarnation... countless ghosts, ghost officials, and ghost officials all looked up at the same time, their eyes showing... confusion.

At a certain moment just now, they seemed to feel that part of their power was taken away by an inexplicable will and descended to a place outside the underworld.

That place is called... the world of the living.

In the great world of the East Wilderness, the wind and snow destroyed the temple, and once he realized the truth, he was promoted to the Heavenly Venerable!

Yu Chen opened his eyes, and the confusion was gone.

He looked at the old Taoist in front of him, took a deep breath, bowed respectfully, and saluted.

"——Thank you for clearing up my doubts!"

The old Taoist was still thinking about the terrifying scene just now. He took a quick glance and waved his hands blankly: "It's just a small favor..."

Then, he heard Yu Chen say: "Daoyou helped me to reach the sky. This is a great favor. I must repay it. Now it's my turn to help you."

The old Taoist was stunned.

——Do you know who I am? Where did I come from? Where am I going? You want to help me?