Chapter 610

This space-time resumed its operation again, birds fluttered their wings across the sky, the vegetation on both sides of the dirt road rattled in the wind, and all vendors woke up from the stillness, but their eyes were confused, as if they had forgotten what had just happened.

Ye Xuan's eyebrows drooped and his fists clenched slightly. No one knew what huge waves turned up in his heart. He didn't slow down until the heaven and earth resumed operation.

"Hongjun Daozu?"

"Is he Hongjun Daozu?" Ye Xuan whispered to himself. His eyes were as deep as an ancient pond, but his clenched fists betrayed his restless mood.

When heaven and earth opened and Hongjun came to the world, Zixiao palace set seven holy places and even completed the way of heaven. It can be called the strongest of the three worlds.

Hongjun Daozu, the Jade Butterfly of creation!

If ye Xuan is right, the cyan Jade Butterfly just appeared in front of him is the legendary creation Jade Butterfly, which contains the law of heaven and allows it to find the way to become a quasi saint.

Hongjun Daozu has never been found. Even the six saints can't find him. When Hongjun Daozu last appeared, he also stopped the struggle between the five saints during the God sealing disaster.

But ye Xuan didn't expect that the Hongjun Taoist ancestor, who was lying on the nine heavy clouds, would appear in front of him and give him the opportunity to be a saint, which was beyond Ye Xuan's imagination.

Who is Hongjun Daozu?

He is a man as famous as the great God of Pangu and the first person to become holy in heaven and earth. He complements the way of heaven with his body, and can fully represent the will of heaven and earth. He is an unimaginable supreme figure.

The way of heaven is Hongjun, and Hongjun is the way of heaven. This sentence also fully explains the position of the ancestor of Hongjun. No one can compare with it in the three realms of heaven, earth and man.

Ye Xuan couldn't understand why Hongjun Daozu would help him, and what purpose Hongjun Daozu had for him. Logically, in Hongjun Daozu's eyes, he couldn't even talk about mole ants.

"Immortal Sutra"? "Kill the halberd?"

Suddenly, there was a light in Ye Xuan's mind. He seemed to think of something, whispered in his mouth, and had an extremely bold guess in his heart.

"Is... Is yuan Ling his part?" Ye Xuan roared in horror, and his eyes suddenly stagnated.

"No, if yuan Ling is really a part of Hongjun Daozu, he won't have any scruples about the sage and kill me early. Who can stop Hongjun Daozu in this world?"

Ye Xuan directly denied his judgment, just as he thought. If Yuanling is a part of Hongjun Taoist ancestor, Yuanling doesn't have to do so many things at all, because no one in the three worlds of heaven, earth and man can disobey him with Hongjun Taoist ancestor's status.

"If Yuanling is not the separation of Hongjun and Daozu, who is Yuanling's real body?"

Ye Xuan is thinking hard, but he can't get the answer he wants. Yuan Ling has always been a big trouble in his heart. Ye Xuan always has a feeling that Yuan Ling has been peeping at him secretly, but he can't find the trace of each other's existence.

"Hoo!"

A mouthful of turbid air spewed out from ye Xuan's mouth. His dignified expression slowed down and scattered his upset thoughts, because ye Xuan knew that no matter how he guessed, he couldn't get the answer he wanted.

"No matter why Hongjun Daozu appears, the only thing I have to do now is to step into the quasi saint as soon as possible." Ye Xuan made a low voice and showed a firm color in his eyes.

"If the heart does not die, all things will be immortal, and the true spirit will be born. Can it be holy?"

Ye Xuan continued to aftertaste this sentence and had grasped the opportunity to enter the quasi saint. The meaning of this sentence was to tell him that if you want to enter the quasi saint, you need spiritual sublimation. Only spiritual sublimation can turn the original God into a true spirit. This is also a process to go through from immortal to sanctuary.

"Heart?"

A simple word spits out from ye Xuan's mouth, but this word is extremely heavy in Ye Xuan's view at the moment, which makes his eyes confused and constantly thinking about the meaning of this word.

"Where is my heart? What is my heart? " Ye Xuan asked himself, but he couldn't get the answer he wanted.

This is a seemingly simple problem, but the simpler the problem is, the more difficult it is. This is the truth of the so-called simplicity of the road.

"The heart of killing? Heartless heart? Invincible heart? Fearless heart... "

Ye Xuan walked along the dirt road under the scorching sun. He didn't know where he was going, but he was completely immersed in an unspeakable state, hoping to find this answer.

Woo!

The world is windy and dusty. Ye Xuan moves forward in the wind and dust until he disappears at the end of the dirt road. He is still struggling to find the answer to "heart".

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The sun shines high and the summer is hot.

A stream flows slowly from east to west, and fish swim in the stream, sparkling in the reflection of the water color.

Beside the stream, several rural children wearing patches were laughing and playing. Some jumped into the stream and swam freely. Some children were fishing in the stream with simple harpoons, and their mouths made sounds of laughter from time to time.

Several village girls stood barefoot in the stream to wash their clothes, and several young people dressed in farmer's sweaters stopped to watch, with a few silly smiles from time to time.

The East Bank of the stream is a simple and plain small village. At this time, the sun sets from the West. Under the afterglow of the sunset, the fire of the small village turns red, which makes people look at it at a glance and raise the meaning of thought and peace in their hearts.

The smoke was hazy, and the fire was made to cook. The barks of local dogs came from the small village, mixed with the sound of parents calling children back.

"Go home for dinner."

Several children playing by the stream laughed loudly, and then ran towards their homes in a pair of straw sandals.

"Girl, slow down, slow down."

An old man, whose appearance is about sixty, is greeting the little girl running towards him with a kind smile on his face.

"Grandpa, what did I catch?"

The little girl is not very old. She looks only about six or seven years old. Her clothes are covered with patches, and her straw sandals show her two toes. At the moment, she is holding a palm sized carp in her hand and looks at the old man happily.

"Our little Zhuoma is really powerful. Go home with Grandpa." The old man smiled kindly and rubbed the little girl's slightly fluffy bun. His eyes were full of spoil.

As they talked, the old man took the little girl's hand and walked towards the village. In the afterglow of the sunset, they also looked very warm.

"If the heart does not die... All things survive... If the heart does not die... All things survive..."

Suddenly, a slender figure came from the dirt road in the distance, but the step faltered, as if in a crazy state, and rushed towards Ye Xuan.