The so-called purple air comes from the east, and the extreme is coming.

In fact, it is just a saying that ordinary people use self-deception and comfort.

However, after careful investigation, it seems that it makes sense.

The monks believe that a person's luck and opportunities are limited, but similarly, a person's bad luck and bad luck are not infinite. In the dark, everything has its own fixed existence.

Therefore, after all the bad luck is over, even if you don’t have good luck, it will be smooth.

If, according to this theory, this would be unlucky enough, and then it would be lucky.

As for, this purple air comes from the east.

Everyone looked in the direction that Zixun pointed.

I saw that in the east, above the sky, there was a large cloud slowly coming...

But, for some reason, this cloud appeared in a large area of ​​purple...

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In the void.

The bored Ruozhi no longer knows how long it will take.

I don’t know why, but this time, staying in this void seemed like an outsider.

At some point, the two vortexes began to circumference, rising and falling... and falling together... and even Ruozhidu began to feel that these two vortexes were like the sun and moon that were rampant in the sky...

However, the five stars of different colors also became clearer... but it seemed that there was still a layer of thin veil...

With a lot of time, he also carefully sorted out everything that happened some time ago.

Is it a dream?

It shouldn't be. If it was a dream, it would be too real. At least, all the dreams he had done before, may be less than one or two of this time.

People in the dream, things in the dream, scenes in the dream... If everything is linked together, it seems to be telling him a message, that is, you should know them.

But why can't I remember it at all?

However, no matter what, this also illustrates a problem.

Everything, together, looks like it, can't be a dream.

But, what exactly is it?

It seems that I can only wait until I go out and ask carefully. If I can go there, this place called Zhongzhou City would be the best...

Just like that, Ruozhi stayed in this void, watching the "sun" rise and "moon" in front of him, and the stars changed...

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Slowly.

The scenery in front of me seems to have changed.

Gradually, it faded... until another world changed.

Ruozhi, in a trance, he felt that the sky seemed to have become so far away from him.

But when did the sky become so deep? There are countless stars on it, far more than five...

this......

Ruozhi blinked and looked closely.

I don’t know when, why did I return to reality.

I saw that I was lying in a snowy field, surrounded by endless white and vast areas.

When I woke up completely, I saw a purple light shining under the starry sky...

The light is light, hazy, like the aurora down the sky, making people feel calm at first glance...

For a moment, Ruozhi became obsessed with it.

"Awaken?" A voice came from the side.

Ruozhi heard it, there was no surprise at all, as if this sound was exactly what he had been waiting for for a long time.

After a little calm, I stretched out my hand and supported it under my body. It felt soft and cold. When I went down, what I touched was the hard cold that remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Sure enough, I fell asleep again, on the familiar big white stone on the snow-capped mountain.

With a slight force on his palm, he gently turned over from the big rock and stood on the ground.

What Ruozhi didn't notice was that when he kicked, he almost sank into the snow of his boots, this time, even the boots were exposed.

Ruozhi respectfully bowed to the man in white who was sitting cross-legged on the other big stone, but did not speak because he really didn't know how to speak.

Logically speaking, this man in white taught himself the principles of Taoism and law for ten years, should be called Master, but he was not allowed to call him this, but he was still the master of everyone else. He really didn't know what to call him, so he just kept silent.

"How does it feel?" It's rare. The man in white actually cared about this sentence.

"Nothing", Ruozhi replied.

"That's good," the man in white said indifferently, as if he was saying it to Ruozhi, and as if he was saying it to himself.

Ruozhi stood respectfully without any movement.

Before, he might not know much about the man in white, but after experiencing decades of practice and seeing the methods of all humans and immortals, he became awe of the man in white in front of him.

"Kneel down." The man in white suddenly said to Ruozhi.

"What?" Ruozhi was slightly stunned, and he blurted out a question.

"Kneel down", the man in white was still just a faint thing, said.

The voice was very dull and no magic was imposed on it. However, when the words fell into Ruozhi's ears, it still made his heart move, and he couldn't help but kneel down to him according to the man in white.

"Please salute", the man in white said.

For some reason, when he heard this, Ruozhi was actually true and knocked three poems at the man in white sitting on the white stone.

"Okay, okay, okay." Seeing this, the man in white actually called three good words in a row.

With a wave of his hand, the falling snow flew up and flew around, but the white stone covering the snow was revealed.

Seeing this, Ruozhi was smart. Without the reminder of the man in white, he walked over and sat cross-legged on it.

"In the past, I once passed on your "Sword Sutra", did you study it carefully?" asked the man in white.

"There are readings, but there are many things that are puzzled. It seems that the contents of this sutra are very different from many sutras in the world, and the subsequent books cannot be read clearly." Ruozhi honestly, Tao.

Indeed, the records in the "Sword Sutra" are very different from the records of the contemporary classics he read from Xuan Min. However, because the oath is in his ear, he dare not ask Xuan Min, let alone other people.

However, he also discovered that he could only read a very small part of the "Sword Sutra", but the content afterwards was completely shrouded in a cloud of fog, at least in his void world, this is true.

"It's okay, the classics in the world can be read, but they cannot be read all of them, and they believe them all." The man in white said.

"Then, isn't this..." Ruozhi didn't finish what he thought. Since the scriptures in this world cannot be believed in, then can he believe in the "Sword Sutra"?

"Yes, what is contained in the "Sword Sutra" may not be true," said the man in white, "Just as I asked you before, what is Tao? Do you have the answer now?"

Ruozhi thought for a while and there seemed to be no clue about this question, so he continued to shake his head.
Chapter completed!