"Today, we teach martial arts, Taoist methods, formations, weapon refining, alchemy, and talismans. But the only thing we don't teach is Taoist heart."

"You only have cultivation skills, but no Taoist heart, and you are selfish."

"To seize the world's profits and seek personal gain, this is the top 'Heaven's Proud One' taught by the top sect in Qianxue State..."

Elder Zheng looked self-deprecating and helpless, and then said painfully:

"Cultivation is just an empty shell, and Taoist heart is the essence. With only cultivation, but no Taoist heart, such a monk, no matter how high his cultivation level is and how strong his strength is, he can only become a 'container' of the demonic way in the end... …”

"Moreover, it is also a spiritual root, with excellent qualifications, and has devoured massive monastic resources, passing on the most superior methods, and is the most top-notch demonic 'container'..."

Elder Zheng's words were filled with worry that went deep into his bones.

One day, if a great catastrophe of heaven and earth really comes, the evil gods awaken, the demons revive, and the devil returns, with today's monks' Taoist mind, he simply can't even think about what will happen.

In addition, in order to consolidate their status, the aristocratic family monopolizes inheritance.

The gap in resources and inheritance between disciples of aristocratic families and low-level casual cultivators is too huge, and the situation will further deteriorate.

Elder Zheng looked pensive, "Back then, I left Zhenzhou with enthusiasm, went to the boundary of Qianxue State, joined the Qiandao Sect, and became the elder of the four major sects. I thought I could change anything on my own."

"As a result, after so many years of hard work, I ended up with blood on my head and became disheartened."

"Under the overall situation, people's words are trivial. Even if I try to argue for some things, it won't help at all..."

Elder Zheng sighed, his eyes gloomy.

The expression in the ink painting is also solemn.

Elder Zheng looked at the ink painting again and said slowly:

"I am only here to tell you these words once. Just keep them in your heart silently. Do not mention them to outsiders, especially... the matter of the 'Great Demon Palace'."

Mo Hua nodded seriously.

Elder Zheng waved his hand and withdrew the surrounding formations, and whispered:

"Okay, it's getting late. I still need to pack some luggage, so I won't leave you alone."

"Take these array diagrams and jade slips back and study hard. You are very talented and your future will be limitless."

Mo Hua solemnly put away the array map and jade slips given to him by Elder Zheng, stood up, saluted, and said goodbye:

"Thank you, senior. I will definitely keep your words in mind."

Elder Zheng nodded slightly, and finally took a deep look at Mo Hua, feeling a deep sense of reluctance suddenly welling up in his heart.

He will leave soon.

We will leave here and see each other again, spanning the two states of Qian and Zhen, thousands of miles apart.

I don’t know when I will see ink paintings next time.

Even in this life, it is unknown whether we will see him again.

After all, there are too many thresholds in a monk's life.

Once it cannot be crossed, the limit will be hundreds of years.

Please collect the book!

In addition, there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have misfortunes and blessings.

It would be a real pity if the ink painting encounters an unexpected accident and dies unexpectedly, or if the practice is hindered and unable to make progress, and the life span is exhausted and dies.

Even if the practice goes smoothly and the fate is not over, it may be decades or even hundreds of years before we can see each other again.

Time flies, what will ink painting look like at that time?

Whether you stick to your original intention and forge ahead, or whether you will encounter changes, change your temperament, and even fall into the wrong path, you cannot know.

There are too many variables in a person's life.

There are too few people who can truly implement Taoism from beginning to end, and it is also too difficult.

When Elder Zheng thought of this, he suddenly became anxious and heard Mo Hua say in his ears:

"Senior Zheng, the mountains are high and the roads are far, so please take care of yourself."

The ink painting has a clear voice, clear eyes, a hint of perseverance, and a full spirit.

Touching the ink painting, Elder Zheng's mood suddenly calmed down under the influence of an inexplicable charm.

He smiled with relief, and thousands of thoughts came to his mind, but in the end they only came together into one sincere wish:

"Take care of yourself……"

Mo Hua bowed respectfully and then left with some reluctance.

Elder Zheng stood at the door and watched Mo Hua go away.

It's getting late and night is falling.

Elder Zheng stood at the door for a long time.

He just kept looking at the ink painting, as if he was looking at the only weak "light" in the dark sky and earth when the long night was approaching.

…

After bidding farewell to Elder Zheng, Mo Hua returned to Taixumen and sat alone at the table in the disciple's room, staring at the candlelight in a daze.

Elder Zheng's words still echoed in his mind.

"The so-called 'devil' is not born in the womb, or born in an egg, but born by metamorphosis..."

"Good and evil are distinct, but they are essentially one."

"The Great Demon Palace..."

The ink painting vaguely senses the overall situation of heaven and earth and the "Tao" in the lives of all people.

A deep sense of urgency surged in my heart.

Mo Hua realized that the situation might be more serious than he thought.

Moreover, he couldn't help but have an even more terrifying conjecture.

"The way of heaven is to make up for the excess when there is more damage; the way of man is to make up for the excess when there is not enough damage."

Only by gaining the way of heaven can you become an immortal.

If this is the case, then in this vast world, countless monks are apparently pursuing enlightenment and cultivating immortality, but in fact they are walking on another, completely opposite path.

What they prove is not the way of heaven at all.

What they cultivate is not true immortality at all.

A deep chill arose in Mo Hua's heart.

And under this situation, if he really wants to realize the way of heaven and practice true immortality, he will inevitably become the enemy of the most powerful and top forces in the entire cultivation world.

Just thinking about the difficulties, dangers, and life-and-death situations is suffocating.

Maybe even more than that...

These are just the patterns he can see on the surface.

Is there some unknown and terrifying existence secretly plotting a grander, older and more sinister plan around "becoming an immortal"?

Mo Hua was horrified and silent for a long time.

"It's too difficult..."

Mo Hua sighed, and then his eyes gradually became firmer.

Difficulty is the right thing to do.

If becoming an immortal was really that simple, then there would have been a lot of people in this world who would have ascended to become immortals long ago.

It is precisely because it is difficult that it is worth pursuing.

It is precisely because it is difficult that you can appear powerful.

If you just covet comfort and follow the crowd, wouldn't you have wasted your talent in the divine way, wasted the opportunity you had with your master, and let down your parents, as well as the kindness of all the elders and elders who have taught you along the way?

?

The night was dark, the candlelight flickered, and the eyes painted in ink were as bright as sparks of fire.

"You have to become very, very strong..."

…

The next day, Mo Hua practiced as usual and practiced the counter-spirit formation.

In his spare time, he pondered over the Shinto knowledge he heard from Huangshan Jun word by word, and used it to plan the direction for his spiritual advancement.

In a short period of time, his physical body and spiritual power will not make any significant progress.

The formation can be improved, but there is no rush.

In addition, the only thing that can be enhanced is the divine mind, which is also the basis for his understanding of formations and the realization of divine consciousness.

Mo Hua's spiritual thoughts are already very strong, but they are not strong enough yet.
To be continued...