Chapter 983 God's Preaching

Huang Shanjun looked at Mo Hua suspiciously.

It had been several years since he last saw Mo Hua.

He was so excited about the matter of his natal statue that he could not express his gratitude. He felt that Mo Hua was handsome and beautiful, and his whole body was emitting golden light.

But now he looked carefully and found that this was not his "illusion".

Mo Hua's divine consciousness did have a faint golden light.

This kind of golden light can only be seen by gods.

And Mo Hua's divine consciousness is more obscure, more hidden, and deeper than before.

The stronger the divine consciousness, the more difficult it is to peek.

An almost absurd guess floated in Huang Shanjun's mind.

"My friend, you..." Huang Shanjun hesitated.

"What's wrong?" Mo Hua asked.

Huang Shanjun thought for a moment and shook his head, "Nothing..."

He did not dare to ask.

There is a difference between humans and gods.

It is a great taboo to step into the path of deification with the body of a mortal and flesh and blood.

Such a person will face a great disaster.

Once this secret is leaked, it will also cause divine disasters, attract the covetousness of many gods in the world, and even kill them.

Deification with flesh and blood is the way of "blasphemy".

And ordinary cultivators, walking the path of deification, are also full of murderous intentions.

Once they make a mistake, they will fall into the evil way and become a deformed evil god of flesh and blood, and their evil thoughts will spread to the earth like a plague.

In Huang Shanjun's long memory, except for some ancient cultivators who were gifted with divine thoughts and were so amazing that they were crazy, no one took this path.

And some cultivators who took this path in the past could not even be considered "humans" at all.

Huang Shanjun took a deep look at Mo Hua.

He was extremely sure that Mo Hua was indeed a "human" made of flesh and blood.

No matter how strong his divine thoughts were, he was still a human being.

Moreover, it has a lot of humanity, a strong heart, and a lively spirit.

The more Huang Shanjun looked at it, the more palpitated he became, but he said nothing, but silently suppressed his suspicion in his heart.

He even forced himself to forget it.

Mo Hua has a great favor to it.

If Mo Hua is really on the road of "Taoism and Deification", then he can't say it out loud.

It's better for me not to know about this from the beginning.

But Huang Shanjun was still worried, his eyes flashed, and he said to Mo Hua meaningfully:

"There is a fundamental difference between humans and gods."

"There is a great way and a natural moat between humans and gods, and the boundaries are clear."

"No matter what time, this boundary cannot be broken, otherwise, it will inevitably lead to a great disaster..."

Mo Hua was stunned, and immediately understood what Huang Shanjun meant, nodded, and said that he understood.

Huang Shanjun was relieved, and then he continued:

"When cultivators cultivate spiritual power, they will experience a change in each stage. In the first stage of Qi Refining, spiritual power is like fog; in the second stage of Foundation Building, spiritual power is like mercury; in the third stage of Golden Elixir, spiritual power is crystallized..."

"But the spiritual consciousness of cultivators does not change in this way."

"From the first stage to the second stage, the spiritual consciousness doubles, and the same is true afterwards. The spiritual consciousness of cultivators only increases in quantity, without any essential change."

"This essential change in spiritual consciousness belongs to gods."

"For gods of the first stage, the spiritual power is like fog; for gods of the second stage, the spiritual power is like mercury; for gods of the third stage, the spiritual power is crystallized..."

" This is the ‘transformation’ of the divine mind power, a change in the form of the mind power. ”

“In addition to the transformation, the divine mind power has another ‘qualitative change’, which is the ‘Taoism’ of the divine mind.”

“The innate Great Dao evolves and breeds the divine essence. The rarer the divine essence of the god, the deeper the Taoism, the truer the origin, the higher the rank, and the stronger the law.”

“The high-ranking gods have a strong origin and a profound ‘Taoism’ power. They can even break the limits of the realm of gods and cross the border to kill the gods...”

…

Huang Shanjun told Mo Hua the secrets of the gods.

This whole set of divine knowledge is much more complete than before.

It was completed because it merged with the natal statue and awakened some lost memories.

There is another part of the divine knowledge that Huang Shanjun had not mentioned before.

Because it had never thought before that Mo Hua, a quirky little human cultivator, might be on the road of “Taoism and Godhood” that broke the taboos of the Great Dao.

But now the situation is different.

Huang Shanjun concluded that Mo Hua would definitely be able to use this knowledge, so he explained it in great detail.

Mo Hua also benefited a lot after listening to it.

In a sense, this is the real "God's preaching".

Although Huang Shanjun is now in decline, he was a great mountain god at the peak of the third rank before. He has experienced many years and vicissitudes, has a deep foundation, and is terrifyingly powerful.

Otherwise, the Great Desolate Evil God would not have tried every means to keep his divine body and dojo in mind.

It is very valuable that it can preach to him.

This kind of Shinto knowledge "personally taught" by the gods is, in a sense, also a "taboo" of the gods.

There may be very few people who know it.

Even Mr. Xun, who is in the Void Realm, probably doesn't know it.

After all, Mr. Xun doesn't have a "god" friend to drink and chat with him.

"Thank you, Mr. Shanjun." Mo Hua bowed his hands to thank him.

"My friend, you are polite." Huang Shanjun sighed.

Finding the statue of the natal deity is such a great favor that it is really difficult to repay even if it is a favor. Telling some Shinto secrets is actually nothing.

After listening to Huang Shanjun's preaching, the framework of Shinto advancement in Mo Hua's mind became clearer.

He is now half human, half god, stuck in the middle.

The two Shinto advanced frameworks were mixed together, so some common Shinto concepts did not apply to him.

Only by researching and exploring by yourself can you find your own path between man and God.

"By the way," Mo Hua remembered something again and asked, "Tiger, what about the 'dragon'? Is there any way to advance in the dragon soul?"

"Dragon?" Mr. Huangshan was stunned for a moment, "What does this have to do with dragons?"

Mo Hua didn't know what to say.

He can't tell Mr. Huangshan that he "ate" a dragon...

Mo Hua said: "A few days ago, by chance, I met the descendants of Dahuang and saw a dragon soul, so I was curious and wanted to ask you."

Huangshan Jun was surprised when he heard this and asked: "Then where is this dragon soul now?"

In my belly... Mo Hua was silent for a moment and could only say: "I don't know either..."

Huangshan Jun felt a little regretful and pondered for a moment before saying: "The dragon is a divine beast, and the dragon soul is the soul of the divine beast. In a sense, it is an existence comparable to a 'god'."

"But the number of dragons is extremely rare, and dragon souls are even rarer."

"Even though I was the God of the Lonely Mountain before and lived for countless years, I never saw the dragon soul several times with my own eyes."

"The secret of the dragon soul is probably only known to the 'dragon' clan itself, or the human clan that has inherited the blood of true dragons and karmic dragons from generation to generation."

"A human race that inherits the blood of a true dragon or a karmic dragon?" Mo Hua asked.

Huangshan Jun said: "The lineage of the Dao Ting Emperor inherits the blood of the True Dragon. The Great Wilderness Royal Family inherits the blood of the Karmic Dragon."

"In addition, the blood of the Karmic Dragon is occasionally spread among the royal families in the wilderness, the northern frontier, and the western extreme, some hidden clans, and even some big families and clans today."

Mo Hua suddenly realized.

He had heard Supervisor Xia talk about the difference between real dragons and industrial dragons.

But this was the first time he had heard of these forces with the blood of Karma Dragon.

"In a big family, in a big clan, do you also have the blood of Yelong?"

Mo Hua couldn't help but think of his young senior brother who was so heroic and capable of shooting a spear like a dragon.

"Senior Brother, he was born in the Bai family and practiced Conglong Dao. Does that mean that the blood of the Karmic Dragon also flows in his body?"

Mo Hua thinks it's not impossible.

If you meet your junior senior brother in the future, you must ask him.

After asking about the knowledge of Shinto, Mo Hua memorized the key information in his heart one by one. He turned around and looked at Huangshan Jun again. Seeing that it was covered with a layer of light gold, he asked curiously:

"Tiger, you got it..."

Mo Hua thought for a while, but still didn't say the words "natal god statue".

There are six ears in heaven and earth.

And he also has a lot of karma on him.

If those four words are uttered and someone extrapolates them, it may bring unexpected disaster to Huangshan Lord.

Mo Hua said: "If you get that thing, can your strength be restored to its original state? You were so powerful back then."

The mountain god who is at the peak of the third level and is only one step away from reaching the fourth level.

His virtuous conduct makes even the evil gods covet him.

The power of supernatural powers is also incredibly strong.

They also built such a big temple and built so many statues of gods.

It can be seen that there are many believers, and the incense must be prosperous.

Comparing the present and the past, it is really a world of difference.

Huangshan Jun said happily: "With the origin, everything is possible, but of course, it will not be that fast. The way of the gods also needs to be cultivated little by little."

Mo Hua was also happy for Mr. Huangshan, and asked: "Then if you want to reach the third level of cultivation, do you still need to build a large dojo and eat the incense of all living beings?"

Huangshan Jun shook his head.

"No need?" Mo Hua said.

Huangshan Jun looked deeply and sighed slowly: "The support of all living beings is all vain."

"Most of the existences in the world, whether humans, demons, or gods, are puppets of strength, fame, wealth, power, and status."

"People are so..."

"With power, you become an emperor. Without power, you are just an ordinary person in the world."

"If you cultivate to reach the sky, you will respect your ancestors. If you lose your cultivation, you will be no more than an ant in the world."

"I, the mountain god, am the same."

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"Back then, when my spiritual thoughts were strong and I had boundless power, I was naturally majestic, with thousands of people worshiping me, and the incense was flourishing..."

"But it's not me who is majestic, but the mighty force of heaven and earth that uses me as a 'puppet'..."

"What everyone worships is not me. What they worship is also my divine power."

"This kind of support is inherently vain."

"Once the power of heaven and earth is lost, all people are separated, and the incense is cut off, and I myself will be just a little mountain god in a ruined temple in Huangshan that no one cares about."

"Therefore, I can see clearly that since the gods are born according to the Tao, they should be indifferent to external things, meditate quietly, and build good relationships. There is no need to ask for support from others, no need to spread incense, and no need to force cause and effect."

"Since it is an illusory thing, it is better not to be happy when it comes and not to be sad when it goes away. It is better to focus on cultivating one's own way and realize the origin..."

Huangshan Jun's words have profound meaning.

The ink painting paused for a moment, thoughtfully.

He had heard Huangshanjun say this before, but he had not experienced it deeply before. Now that he has experienced all the experiences in Gushan, it sounds like a different story.

The gods seek Tao, not incense.

The incense follows people's hearts and is ethereal.

And the great road exists in heaven and earth, eternal and eternal.

Similarly, what monks seek should be the Tao, not simply cultivation, power, reputation, interests and status.

Mo Hua nodded and bowed seriously to Mr. Huangshan, "Thank you, Mr. Huang, for your advice."

Huang Shanjun waved his hand quickly, "The vicissitudes of life, the bad luck, gave birth to a little understanding, I can best help my little friend, I can't afford such a big gift."

Mo Hua nodded, "It helped me a lot."

The two drank and chatted for a while. It was getting late and Mo Hua was going back. He couldn't let Elder Xun wait for him outside.

As he stood up to leave, Mo Hua thought for a while and asked Huangshan Jun: "Will there be evil spirits disturbing you if you stay in this ruined temple to practice?"

Huangshan Jun said: "Occasionally."

Mo Hua said, "Wait a minute." He went outside the temple, broke off a branch, and cut it into the shape of a small sword.

After that, Mo Hua touched his forehead with his hand, condensing a trace of divine sword intention.

This wisp of sword intent was still very raw, but the powerful killing intention contained in it was as real as it could be. Huangshan Jun was horrified to see it.

The ink painting blended the sword's meaning into the wooden sword, and then hung it above the temple door.

From the outside, this is just a rough wooden sword.

But if there is something sinister and sneaky about it, it will be a terrifying "decapitated sword".

"My sword is hanging here. Normal evil spirits don't dare to come." Mo Hua said.

Huang Shanjun took a deep look at the ink painting, felt grateful, and bowed in a long salute, "My dear friend, I am so kind, I will bear it in my heart."

Mo Hua waved his hand, "As I said, we are good friends, no need to be polite to me."

"I'm going back to the sect. I'll see you next time when I have time."

Looking at the small wooden sword hanging on the beam, Mo Hua nodded with satisfaction, then waved to Mr. Huangshan and left freely.

The sun sets in the west, and the dry mountains and ruined temples appear.

Mo Hua and Xun Ziyou walked down the mountain step by step along the winding mountain road, covered with sunset.

Huang Shanjun watched Mo Hua leave with a lot of emotions in his heart.

It never expected that eight years ago, this little monk who went up the mountain alone and broke into his temple at night would be the biggest "blessing" he had ever encountered in his life...

…

Under the moonlight, return to the sect.

Mo Hua practiced the Spirit Rebellion Formation all night. At dawn the next day, Zheng Fang came to see him again and handed him a letter, saying:

"Senior brother, my uncle will return to Zhenzhou in three days."

Mo Hua was startled, "Senior Zheng is leaving?"

"Well," Zheng Fang nodded, "my uncle had already resigned from the position of elder of Qian Dao Sect, and made an exception to stay for a few more days. Now that the new year is approaching, something seems to have happened in the clan, and he must go back."

"Before leaving, he wanted to see his junior brother again. He might have something to ask."

Mo Hua felt regretful and said: "I understand, I will go visit Senior Zheng."

"Well, little senior brother, I'll leave first."

After Zheng Fang finished speaking, he left.

Mo Hua thought for a while and felt that since Elder Zheng was going back to his clan, it would be better to send him off sooner rather than later, so as not to be delayed by something else and miss him.

So at noon, he went to visit Elder Zheng.

Elder Zheng temporarily rented a cave in Taixu City.

When Mo Hua arrived, Elder Zheng was packing his things. When he saw Mo Hua coming, he looked happy and quickly ordered the boy to serve tea. The two of them drank tea and chatted in the courtyard of the cave.

"Senior Zheng, are you going back to your clan?" Mo Hua took a sip of tea and asked in a low voice.

"Yes," Elder Zheng sighed, "I have been stranded for a long time. There have been some situations in the clan recently. I must go back before the New Year."

The ink painting looks a little lonely.

Elder Zheng was an upright person, knowledgeable about formations, and he was also very kind to him. Whenever he asked for advice, Elder Zheng answered everything he asked. He was an admirable senior.

Now that he has left like this, Mo Hua is very reluctant to leave.

Elder Zheng also looked at the ink paintings silently, sighing in his heart.

He did not expect that after so many years of teaching in the Qian Dao Sect, he had never met a disciple he truly admired.

As a result, he resigned as an elder and wanted to return to the clan, but he met Mo Hua, a child.

If he had known this, he should have gone to Taixu Sect to become an elder.

In this way, he can legitimately become the "elder" of Mo Hua and teach him the knowledge of formations.

Elder Zheng felt sorry.

He took another deep look at Mo Hua, but as he looked at it, Elder Zheng was suddenly startled and frowned.

Although he was covered by the Taixu Liangyi Lock, Mo Hua's aura was somewhat obscure, but as an Ascension Realm Master, he could still vaguely sense that Mo Hua's consciousness was much stronger than before...

"Has your spiritual consciousness become stronger again?"

"It's impossible..."

"The peak of the nineteen lines, if it is a little stronger, then what about the twenty-mark golden elixir? To build the foundation and form the elixir with divine thoughts?"

Elder Zheng shook his head, feeling ridiculous himself.

He took out several jade slips that he had prepared long ago from his storage bag.

"I have recorded some basic Yuan magnetism and advanced thunder magnetism formation knowledge in the jade slips. If you want to study further in the future, you can take a look."

"In addition, I have also compiled some formation diagrams. These formation diagrams should be somewhat different from your Taixu Sect's inheritance. You can use them as a reference."

"In addition, there are some formation experiences..."

…

Elder Zheng handed these things to Mo Hua one by one.

Mo Hua looked at these jade slips and classics and felt extremely grateful.

Elder Zheng also taught earnestly:

"The road is long and the formations are endless. You must study diligently and persevere. There are no shortcuts to the formations. Persistence is the only way. Only by persisting and never giving up can you go far..."

These seemingly ordinary instructions are actually the most irrefutable truths that have been accumulated through the vicissitudes of spiritual practice and life experience.

"Also, if you have a chance in the future, go to Zhenzhou and visit my Zheng family..." Elder Zheng said.

"Yes!" Mo Hua nodded seriously, "Junior, remember this!"

Elder Zheng's serious face showed a smile.

After that, based on his own experience, he explained to Mo Hua one by one some formations, practices, taboos on the Tao, as well as the troubles he might encounter when walking in the world of cultivation in the future.

Elder Zheng spoke carefully and Mo Hua listened attentively. Unknowingly, half a day passed in a blink of an eye.

The sun is setting, and the sunset fills the sky.

Seeing that it was getting late, Elder Zheng said goodbye to Mo Hua with some regret.

Mo Hua also knew that it was time to say goodbye.

But when he was leaving, Elder Zheng suddenly called him, his expression a little serious, and he seemed to be hesitating in his heart whether to say it or not.

Maybe he thought that if he didn't say it now, he might not have the chance to tell Mo Hua in the future.

Elder Zheng slowly made up his mind, and then waved his hand to activate the formation. The light spread, sealing the entire cave and cutting off all sight and sound.

"Mo Hua," Elder Zheng looked serious, "After you listen to what I say next, don't tell anyone, and don't mention it to others easily."

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, then nodded solemnly.

Elder Zheng nodded, and then asked slowly:

"Have you ever heard of...the Great Demon Palace?"