Gu Qingfeng left.
His only purpose in coming to the Shang Qing Sect was to see his master, Zhen Jue. Other than that, there was nothing else.
The purpose of seeing the old man was not to make up for anything. He just wanted to see him, that was all.
Whether it was guilt or self-blame, Gu Qingfeng had always borne it himself.
As for whether the old man saved him back then because he was merciful to the world or because he was worried that he would harm the world, Gu Qingfeng did not know. He did not know before, he did not know now, and he did not want to know in the future. Because he did not care from the beginning.
The only thing he cared about was that his master had saved him back then. That was enough.
Although his master did not say it clearly, Gu Qingfeng could more or less hear that his master was very worried about the revival of human dao.
To be honest.
Gu Qingfeng had no interest in the position of the master of human dao. Not even the slightest bit.
He had never had any lofty ideals or noble aspirations. He had never had any since he was young. Compared to the so-called power and influence, he preferred to be an unrestrained and free ordinary person.
But.
The tree wanted to be still, but the wind did not stop.
A drop of original sin blood firmly tied him to the Daoless Era.
The creation of all living beings also firmly tied him to the human dao.
The existence of the Daoless Era had a karmic connection with the present catastrophe. Heaven and earth could not tolerate it.
And the human dao was the foundation of the 3,000 Great Daos. The 3,000 Great Daos could not tolerate him.
Gu Qingfeng knew very well that not only did he have no way out, but there was also no way forward.
He had already fallen into the vortex of the present catastrophe. He was surrounded by enemies on all sides. There was no way out, nowhere to escape, and nowhere to hide.
What to do?
He did not know.
Gu Qingfeng did not want to know either. He would never seek trouble for the so-called danger.
Worried?
Afraid?
No.
He was neither worried nor afraid.
This was because Gu Qingfeng was used to it. Ever since the beginning of the Great Northwest, he had walked this path. Back then, he had no path to walk, so he had to kill his way out. Now that he still had no path to walk, Gu Qingfeng did not mind killing his way out.
In this world, he had met most of the people he should have met, and he had also met some people he shouldn't have met. As for the so-called gratitude and grudges, he had already settled them if he could. As for those that he couldn't settle, he didn't plan to settle them. So be it.
There was only one thing he wanted to understand.
That was his own karma.
The so-called karma.
There were only three questions.
Who am I?
Where did I come from?
Where am I going?
This was a question that seemed simple, but was actually complicated and seemed to contain infinite mysteries.
Someone said.
As long as he could figure out these three questions, it was equivalent to understanding his own karma.
Understanding one's karma was equivalent to severing it.
By severing karma, one would be able to escape from the world.
Jumping out of Heaven and Earth meant that one could aspire to become a True God.
This was a legend.
Gu Qingfeng did not know whether it was true or not.
Speaking of which, he had no interest in becoming a god.
What was a god?
He didn't know.
He didn't even know what a god was, so where did his interest come from?
If someone said that after becoming a god, one would be able to live a carefree life, Gu Qingfeng might be a little interested.
But who could guarantee that after becoming a god, one would be able to live a carefree life? Without any worries?
No one could guarantee that.
Therefore, Gu Qingfeng would not mess around for something that was uncertain at all, nor would he mess around for an illusory legend.
Not only was he not interested in becoming a god, but he also had no interest in who he was, where he came from, and where he was going. In other words, the so-called karma.
If Gu Qingfeng were to answer these three questions about karma, he would definitely answer.
He would definitely answer, "I'm me, I'm from the Burning Ridge in the Northwest. As for where I'm going, I don't know, and I don't want to know. I just want to live a carefree life, drink wine every day, bask in the sun, flirt with girls, and sleep until I wake up naturally."
This kind of life was his wish since he was young.
It had never changed.
What karma?
Wasn't it just looking for trouble for himself because he was bored?
If it was possible, Gu Qingfeng really didn't want to ask for karma.
Unfortunately.
He had no choice but to seek karma now. Because he was very clear that he had fallen into a karma vortex. Even if he did not seek karma, the so-called karma would come knocking on his door. There was no way to avoid it or escape.
So.
After Gu Qingfeng left the Shang Qing Sect, he was ready to have a good sleep.
Since he woke up in this world, he had been in a weak state. From the Northwest all the way to the Shang Qing Sect, it was really torturous. It was also time for him to have a good sleep, rest, recuperate, and recharge his energy to prepare for the Wudao Mountain that was about to appear in the world.
Ye Tianlan said that when the Three Thousand Great Dao Organization appeared in the world, they would take this opportunity to attack him. In addition, it seemed that the group of people in the Wudao Mountain also had this plan. Gu Qingfeng believed Ye Tianlan's words. He also had this feeling. Not only did he have this feeling, but he also believed that in addition to the Three Thousand Great Dao and the Wudao Mountain, there might be a lot of messy people.
Who exactly were these people.
He did not know.
He did not want to know, and was too lazy to investigate.
Who cared.
Killing one was killing, killing two was still killing, ten, a hundred, ten million was still killing, there was no difference.
At that time, if he could fight, he would fight. If he could not, he would run.
If he could not run, he would die. If he did not die, he would eventually rise.
Things were that simple.
Gu Qingfeng was also open-minded.
He was not afraid of death. He never was.
So.
He found a quiet and secluded place and began to sleep. All the acupoints in his body were sealed, his meridians stopped operating, his blood stopped flowing, his heart stopped beating, his mind, five internal organs, and even his soul began to enter a state of deep sleep. Everything in his body gradually lost its vitality, like a corpse.
Deep sleep.
Sleep, sleep.
After an unknown period of time, Gu Qingfeng faintly heard a voice ringing in his ears.
The voice was very ethereal, faintly discernible.
It was very subtle.
Gu Qingfeng tried to capture this voice, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not capture it.
After an unknown period of time.
The ethereal voice sounded again, and it was clearer than before.
But it was still very weak.
It felt as if it came from a very, very far away place.
Gu Qingfeng tried to capture it again, this time he finally heard it clearly.
"With wisdom, with confusion, you can distinguish between things and yourself!"
"A hundred kinds of Yang, a hundred kinds of Yin, turn into the harmony of heaven and earth!"
"See no good, see no evil, only cause and effect!"
"A thousand kinds of saints, a thousand kinds of devils, let others say whatever they want!"
It was like deja vu, as if he had comprehended something, but also as if he did not understand. It was like looking at flowers in the fog, or the moon in the water. He was inexplicably immersed in it, unable to extricate himself for a while.
(End of this chapter)
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