deltrittennovels 179. Replacing The Way Of Heaven With The Dao, Transcending The Universe, Achieving The Only Supreme
179. Replacing The Way Of Heaven With The Dao, Transcending The Universe, Achieving The Only Supreme
"Lingbao Tianzun of the Supreme Journey to the West?" The leader of Tongtian stood up in surprise.
It seems that this so-called Lingbao Tianzun is very strong!
Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi shook their heads, as if they had become commonplace.
It's just that I didn't expect that there would be such a master in this palace of reincarnation.
Think about it too, how long has the Hall of Reincarnation been established?
It has been established since the most ancient times, balancing the yin and yang of the world.
How much time and how many worlds have there been since that era?
The entire heavens and worlds seem to have their shadows.
Compared with Shopkeeper Zhou's Wanjielou, it is only stronger but not weaker.
"By the way, tell me, why did the Most Holy Houtu and Amitabha Buddha act like this?"
"Could it be..."
Taoist Hongjun glanced at his three apprentices and nodded.
"That's right, the two of them just want to fulfill us."
In this way, everyone understands.
Zhulong fought with Fuxi.
The only ones who can play are the human race and the dragon race.
There are so many races present, the innate gods, the major gods, can't play at all.
Now these two seem to want to fulfill them.
really...
Along with their speculation, the arena.
The Most Holy Houtu bowed to Jiang Chen: "Your Majesty..."
Before the Master Zhang Jie finished speaking, Jiang Chen nodded: "Okay, I know everything."337
"On the arena, projections can be made to enter the Palace of Reincarnation, or the Land of Ultimate Bliss."
"Let's have a real performance."
Hearing the words, the Most Holy Empress respectfully said: "How much I want to be perfected by the Supreme Being.
Amitabha Buddha also bowed: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for fulfilling the task."
All the statues and people below were excited.
Daozu Hongjun's old eyes were shining brightly.
"Yeah, that's great."
And in their pupils, it seems that the palace of reincarnation is coming out one after another.
One of them shocked them all.
"That one is..."
"Yes, there is no mistake, it is Zhuang Zhou.
A dream through the ages, a dream of reincarnation.
When the young man stepped out, in a short time, everyone seemed to have fallen into Zhuang Zhou's dream at the same time.
I saw the process of Zhuang Zhou's dream of reincarnation.
Even he gradually infiltrated the universe, mastered the universe, and even surpassed the process of the universe.
Dharmakaya is the own law of Zhuang Zhou's world, and it is self-contained, not the law of heaven.
But under the heaven and universe, he made it through forcefully.
And domineeringly branded his own laws into the universe of heaven, earth and the universe, opening up new methods and new paths.
As a result, it has occupied part of the authority in the universe.
This step has basically equaled the status of Heavenly Dao.
Immediately afterwards, Zhuang Zhou actually completely evolved his Dao.
Even the Dao of the Universe and Heaven no longer exists, and in the end only the Dao of Zhuang Zhou is left in the universe.
Replacing the way of heaven with the great way, detached above the universe, and achieving the only supreme.
There is a line of faint footprints, with many traces of time, and the surrounding time and space are decayed and mottled...
Whose footprints are these?
Seen from the source of the footprints, the footprints came from the ground in the starry sky, and stepped into the starry sky step by step.
If you go back to the source, the river of time and space will be rolling.
Those were the old days.
A barefooted, black-haired, beautiful young man seemed aimless, and seemed to be heading in one direction all the time.
Chasing these footprints until submerged in chaos.
In the chaos, there is a shallow figure, standing there, fell asleep on the spot, it seems to be asleep
The woman in white looked at the chaos ahead, stepped into the chaos, and came to the distance of the sleeping young man...
It seems not far away, but in the chaos, even time and space are very illusory, as if it is close in front of your eyes, but in fact it is separated by dozens of great worlds.
Gushe female saint looked at the beautiful young man who was sleeping soundly: "Walking, walking into chaos, will the traces come out?"
It turned out that the figure of the handsome man in white who remained in the chaos was just a trace of his past, reflected in the chaos.
RE...
"Where are you going?" the Gushe female saint couldn't help asking.
Away from the torrential chaos.
On her face was the light joy after reuniting after a long absence, but it also carried more complex and doubts.
(chcb) in a trance.
In the chaos, there were faint murmurs that seemed to be whispering in a dream, spreading into her Dao Sea.
"In ancient times, there was a big toon... the spring was eight thousand years old..."
"Materialization of heaven and man.... I once dreamed of being a butterfly, but I don't know whether I dreamed of a butterfly or the butterfly dreamed of me..."
Hearing these stories told by him many lifetimes ago, Saint Gushe couldn't help but stare blankly.
It seems to have returned to the Great Barren Mountain a few lifetimes ago.
"Hey, you are from the human race? Why did you come to my barren hill..."
Looking into the eyes of the goddess, there is a black-haired young man who seems to be the spirit of heaven and earth, walking barefoot on the ground, like a person walking from an illusory dream.
The young man turned his head and smiled innocently: "This is the mountain of Gushe. It seems that the girl is the most beautiful woman in the wilderness according to the rumors in the world."
Gu She looked at the dreamy and ethereal man, and then listened to his words, she couldn't help but be infatuated, and said in her heart: "They all say that I am the number one beauty in the wilderness, but in fact, the number one beauty in the wilderness
Obviously it's you...
The young man froze for a moment, then laughed out loud.
His laughter is extremely ethereal, just like his own person.
As if it shouldn't be heard in reality, it can only be heard in dreams. It is a beautiful and pure sound that is indescribable.
The goddess asked softly, "You haven't said who you are yet?"
The young man smiled and said, "Human Zhuang Zhou.
Zhuang Zhou.
At that time, she was just a real girl, so she remembered this name.
Later, the two separated.
Later, I heard that an article called "Xiaoyaoyou" was circulated among the human race.
It narrates all the magical and magnificent things in the world.
For example, "the poor North Sea", "the Kunpeng that covers the sky and the sun", "the ancient toon"
There is also the Goddess of Gushe Mountain.
At that time, before Zhuanxu came out to rule the world, there were brilliant writings of all the sages and all the sages, singing together in the wilderness.
In addition, the Taoist ancestor turned Lao Tzu into the world, governed articles with hundreds of sages, cultivated the principles, and discussed the road classics.
Later, I heard that the young man who wrote her into the story also became one of the hundred saints.
And in the body of a human race, the realm was equal to the Laozi transformed by the Taoist ancestor, and he was merged into Laozi and Zhuang in the wild age.
One old and one young, arguing about being the leader of Taoism.
Later, Dao Patriarch changed the Dao, split it into three parts, and crossed Confucianism, Daoism, and Buddhism.
It is rumored that the first disciple of the Taoist ancestor secretly assassinated the most proud disciple of the Confucian sage in Kyoto.
As a result, Daozu was expelled from Huaxia and fled into Hujie in the Western Regions.
Later, among the hundred saints, the Taoist sect was only headed by that young man.
When Gu She wanted to go down the mountain to look for him, she heard that the young man dreamed of nothingness, saw a butterfly dancing, and died the next day in the capital of the human race after waking up.
In the end, only a fantasy fable that has been passed down through the ages is left.
Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly. .