Chapter 611: No Evidence Can Last Forever (Rework Completed)
If it were a normal cultivation world, the creation of a Taoist method would be the result of the efforts of several generations.
But this is the prehistoric world, where immortality can be easily obtained, so it can take a long time to create a method, and then revise it for a long time, and finally make it perfect as expected.
This process may take ten thousand years, or even one hundred thousand years, or one million years.
But for the creatures in the prehistoric world, this time is nothing at all, but it will pass in the blink of an eye.
But maintaining such a long time of thinking is a kind of "torture" for many creatures.
Sometimes thinking for a long time is more strenuous than using the physical body, especially when practicing it physically, it is even more exhausting, even for the creatures who have become true immortals.
But for Luo Zu, who is already accustomed to thinking, it is an easy thing, and he is even fascinated by it. This is not only the corresponding happy emotional feedback created by his own soul for himself, but also because he really likes such thinking.
He never stopped thinking like this, not even for a moment.
So in fact, the "lifespan" of Luo Zu, who is only 45,820 years old now, may be comparable to tens of millions of years for the prehistoric creatures...
In addition, Luo Zu himself is "gifted" and has a lot of soul brains, so his thinking time can be doubled. Ten billion years is not enough, and 10 billion years is the basic.
It's just that the prehistoric creatures don't like to think, or it's natural and environmental, which makes the prehistoric creatures have little sense of crisis, and they won't climb up at all costs for progress, and they don't want to do such basic things as thinking.
Luo Zu was due to the inertia of his previous life, and the human race was very different from other prehistoric creatures. Although the lifespan was not short, it would not fall into a long-term dormancy. Under such conditions, Luo Zu made rapid progress all the way and practiced by leaps and bounds.
Under his leadership, the cavemen also made breakthroughs repeatedly, and the number of people who practiced successfully increased day by day.
And now, although there are "aliens" in the human race that are similar to the prehistoric, there are still more normal humans in general.
Therefore, the number of true immortals and heavenly immortals among the cavemen is increasing day by day, but cultivation still requires a lot of understanding and some opportunities. It becomes more and more difficult to cultivate later. Don’t you see that Luo Zu has been in the Golden Immortal realm for tens of thousands of years?
Thinking of this, Luo Zu vaguely gathered a trace of the thoughts of the human race.
"The general trend... destiny..."
Because of observation, because of knowledge, because of existence.
So I have it, so I accept it, so I understand it.
What is the Great Dao, and what is the purpose of cultivation.
Luo Zu suddenly fell into a kind of confusion in such enlightenment.
What followed was a classic prophecy he remembered in his previous life: Seeing mountains as mountains, seeing water as water...
He once thought that he had passed the realm of seeing mountains as mountains and seeing water as water, but now he vaguely thought that he had actually returned to the realm of seeing mountains as mountains and seeing water as water.
Philosophical debates are not permanent. People change with the world, and the secular world changes. Naturally, the worldview they once had should also change. And once the fundamental changes, their own position and their own views on everything will also change. How can a mountain still be a mountain?
Even if the essence is still the essence, the process of pursuit may also change.
Thinking.
The world changes again and again, but no matter how it changes, you just need to remain unchanged.
Does it still matter whether the mountain is a mountain at that time?
It matters.
It doesn't matter either.
Luo Zu soon found that he was trapped in a vicious circle of thinking. All his deductive abilities were trapped in this dead cycle, unable to break free, and unable to make more valuable thinking.
"Calamity and luck are the same body. When luck comes, calamity comes together. This is the calamity." Luo Zu said faintly.
The cave is narrow, and at this moment it is full of calamity in the dark.
Luck cannot overcome calamity, and calamity cannot destroy luck.
But Luo Zu remembered a sentence: "Recite morality quietly."
Or take refuge with your own morality.
How to cultivate morality? Where to find morality?
Although it is difficult to find, Luo Zu is clear in his heart: "Far away in the sky, close at hand."
The Tao Te Ching, three thousand words, is right beside him.
He used to sneer at Him, but now he thinks he is a clown.
This boomerang is a bit fast, and it caught him off guard.
He took the "authentic" Tao Te Ching, put it on his knees, and read it carefully.
The Tao Te Ching recites the Tao Te Ching, and one thought is three thousand years, and now it is forty-nine thousand years.
"How to recite the Tao Te Ching." Luo Zu still didn't understand.
"Heh."
As he muttered, a voice sounded beside him.
No mistake, one sentence, one content, one 6, one book, one bar, look!
It was Di Ting, and He was still monitoring him.
"What does Di Ting Daoyou mean by smiling like this?" Luo Zu asked.
"Why recite the Tao Te Ching?"
"This is the words of the saints, what's wrong with reciting it?" Luo Zu asked back.
Di Ting was choked by this and could not speak for a long time, but Luo Zu did not attack him verbally again, nor did he think about his own practice, quietly waiting for his subsequent reaction.
"The words of the saints have their own subtle meanings, so the saints are right, but the readers are wrong." Di Ting said.
"Oh? Fellow Daoist Di Ting, do you want to debate the scriptures?" Luo Zu smiled.
Di Ting was choked again, but this time he did not think for too long, and answered immediately: "Why debate the scriptures, what's the use?"
His words showed that he was very depressed.
In fact, debates are held everywhere. It is just a form of discussion. There are also debates in the Heavenly Court. At the court meeting held once every 100,000 years, the Emperor Donghuang of Heaven will always preach and teach the Dharma. The others will listen and then express their own opinions, and then debate with other colleagues.
There are always different ways, and it is difficult to reconcile different ways. The debate is naturally fierce. Sometimes they even go directly to the ancient starry sky to fight, and it is still under the witness of the Emperor Donghuang of Heaven.
"The two sects of Chan and Jie are debating the scriptures now. Why don't you talk to them about the Tao Te Ching?" Di Ting suddenly changed direction.
"How do you know that they don't know the Tao Te Ching?" Luo Zu smiled.
He would not do such a thankless task. It would be problematic to help any sect. He finally had a chance to retreat now. How could he participate in it? It would only cause trouble. Then he would be neither a man nor a man. It is not impossible for him to be driven out of Kunlun Mountain first.
The Tao Te Ching had actually been handed down long ago, and people from both the Chan and Jie sects had read it. But at that time, Luo Zu thought that this sutra only had the effect of calming the mind, and was even not as good as the Tai Shang Pure Heart Sutra. But now, looking back, this sutra has its own mysteries.
To really understand this sutra, perhaps you need some luck and understanding.
"The subtle words and great meanings should not be underestimated." Luo Zu gradually relaxed his mind, no longer sitting cross-legged, but lying on the yellow stone bed.
After hearing him say this, he stopped talking to him, and his figure gradually faded away.
He did have a grudge against the Heavenly Court now, but it was not very deep, so he often came to Luo Zu to discuss the Tao, unlike before when he only monitored and ignored other things.