Chapter 687

Ningxi was surrounded by green mountains and rivers. The scenery was beautiful.

Mister Lu Da and He Qi pressed on the conveyance light and landed in the city. Following the guidance of the Hao Tian Mirror and the fragment of the Eastern Emperor Bell in their hands, they walked forward slowly, searching for Mister Lu Da's past life in the Middle Ages.

The Supreme Deity Mirror could illuminate the outside world and allow people to sense the additional self. However, it was not a Treasure of Eternity and could not illuminate the past and future. It was originally difficult to use it to search for the past life. However, they returned to the Middle Ages by chance and were in the same time and space as their past life. It was almost equivalent to the additional self, so they could subtly sense it. With the help of the Eastern Emperor Bell, the clues were no longer clueless.

Moreover, Mengqi had the Trailokyavijaya Wheel. With the help of the Heavenly Weapon, he helped Mr. Lu and He Qi see their bodies in this life when they let their guard down. With all these factors added together, things naturally became simple. They had already locked on to the candidate.

Zhu Buxuan waved his folding fan and walked slowly out of his courtyard towards the Luofang Street where people spent money like dirt.

He was a disciple of the Ningxi Sword Sect and was born in an ordinary family. He looked simple and honest, seemingly harmless and amiable. He left an honest and honest impression on the masters in the sect. Relying on this, he was doing well in the Ningxi Sword Sect and was quite trusted. Now he had opened Nine Acupores and was expected to reach the Exterior.

Most of the people he met along the way knew Zhu Buxuan. They all nodded and greeted him with a smile. However, there were a few who looked unhappy and turned to another street when they saw him from afar.

"Zhu Buxuan looks honest but he is full of evil tricks. I suffered at his hands and was reduced to guarding the sect's martial arts club," a man carrying a long sword said angrily.

The short sword-wielding man was shocked, "Zhu Buxuan has always been known as honest and honest in the sect. How could he harm you, Senior Brother?"

One shouldn't judge a book by its cover?

The Senior Brother snorted, "If he's really honest and honest, how could he be liked by most of the Martial Uncles and Elders? How could he open Nine Acupores without any trouble? Although our Ningxi Sword Sect is not as powerful as the top forces, we have many talented people in our sect. The competition in the dark is quite fierce. In the end, he took advantage of us several times. He's just pretending to be weak! "

"I once told Martial Uncle Zuo about this. What do you think he said? He said that he looks honest and honest but is evil inside. Not bad! "

Just as he was venting to his heart's content, he suddenly sensed something and looked to the side. He saw two old men standing at the entrance of the alley. One of them had slightly white hair and a focused gaze. He had a temperament that made people unable to move their eyes away from him. The other's aura was erratic and almost invisible. His eyes seemed to hide the heroism and confidence that he had once dominated the world.

The Senior Martial Brother's words came to an abrupt halt. Seeing that the two old men were not ordinary, he hurriedly pulled his Junior Martial Brother away. He had only spoken ill of Zhu Buxuan, and it had nothing to do with the two experts!

"I didn't expect you to be so honest on the outside in your previous life, but on the inside, you were two-faced on the inside," He Qi laughed.

There was not a single trace of resemblance between them.

Mister Lu Da did not say anything. He turned out of the alley and returned to the street, following Zhu Buxuan's back.

After passing through the left street and the long corridor, Zhu Buxuan arrived at Luofang Street and entered "Jinya Pavilion" with ease.

"Young Master Zhu, you haven't been here for a long time. The ladies in the brothel miss you." The procuress welcomed him with a fragrant breeze.

Zhu Buxuan smiled shyly. "My teacher is strict. I can't leave the sect. Is Miss Yuexia free? I miss you a lot since we met. "

"Oh, Yuexia just had an important guest. It's, it's …" The procuress pointed in the direction of Ningxi Sword Sect, indicating that it was a senior.

Zhu Buxuan's expression changed a few times. It looked red and green at the same time. He forced a smile and said, "What a coincidence. Please send my regards to Miss Yuexia."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave when he saw two old men who had always been extraordinary. Before he could think of anything else, the madam blocked his way. "Aiyo, my Young Master Zhu, even without Yue Xia, there's still Yue Lan and Yue Qiu!"

"I'm only thinking about Miss Yuexia." Zhu Buxuan shook his head.

"Heh, he's a loyal one." He Qi looked on with interest. He muttered. Mr. Lu's gaze was deep. No one knew what he was thinking.

The procuress twisted her handkerchief. She hesitated for a moment before saying softly, "Yue Xi is free tonight …"

Yue Xi was the top courtesan of Jinya Pavilion. Her beauty shocked the entire city. Yue Xia was nothing compared to her.

Zhu Buxuan was stunned for a moment. He thought of that beautiful woman with snow-white skin and that beautiful face. The memories of Yue Xia in his mind suddenly blurred. Even his breathing became heavy. "Can I have a kiss?"

"I'll lead you there. Whether you succeed depends on your performance," the procuress said with a smile.

Zhu Buxuan nodded and followed the procuress into the inner courtyard.

Mister Lu Da looked at the scene and suddenly sighed. He seemed to be deeply moved. Without hesitation, he turned around and left Jinya Pavilion.

"You're leaving just like that? Aren't you going to observe your past life and understand the interaction and connection between him and the river of history? "He Qi was shocked. He followed him telepathically.

Could it be that Mr. Lu had completed his observation and understanding?

That can't be right. I need to use the fragment of the Eastern Emperor Bell to observe carefully. It won't be done in a short time!

Even if Mr. Lu had the Trailokyavijaya Wheel, he couldn't be this fast. At least he didn't sense him using two treasures!

Mr. Lu's gaze was calm. He said indifferently, "There's no need."

"There's no need? My friend Lu, although you and my friend Little Su have a special way of cutting off the additional self and not seeking the past life, you still have to project the world and look back to the past. Now you need to observe your past life and understand the interaction between him and the river of history. This will help you leave your own mark. Why don't you need it? " He Qi knew that Mr. Lu wasn't an impulsive person. Everything he said and did had his own purpose. Therefore, he was more puzzled. He borrowed Su Wuming's words to ask.

Mr. Lu turned into a secluded alley and walked slowly. He said with a smile, "My path seems to be the same as my friend Su's. We both don't change the additional self and don't seek the past life. However, there's still a huge difference in essence. I only understood it today."

"What's the difference?" He Qi was even more confused. In his opinion, they both followed the path of solipsism.

Mr. Lu strolled with his hands behind his back. He said with a smile, "My friend Su's martial art is the path of ever-changing. He upholds his own self and experiences the world. He sees the difference in everything and knows what he is. Therefore, he can play different people and experience different lives. He leaves a legend and creates a mark. He also adjusts his image according to the feedback of the world and the river of history. Even if the image is very different from himself, it won't cause him any trouble."

"Tolerant of everything, understanding changes, and not being obsessed with oneself. That's true …" He Qi nodded slightly and confirmed Mr. Lu's words.

When they were exchanging and discussing Dao, Mengqi once mentioned the wonders of his Eight Nine Mysteries.

Mister Lu Da's voice grew softer, "But I can't. I am Lu Zhi Ping, Ye Yuyan's husband, Lu Zhi Ping, the master of Huamei Heights. My unique past experiences have formed my essence. I can't be someone else, be it my additional self or my previous incarnation. If I want to imitate them and leave a mark on heaven and earth, I can't do it."

What is solipsism? This is solipsism … This thought suddenly appeared in He Qi's mind. He then frowned, "Then how are you going to project the world and go back to the past?"

Will I stop at the level of Divine Fairy?

Mr. Lu shook his head and smiled, "I can only continue to explore."

"In this regard, I have some vague ideas. The normal path is to enlighten additional self and accumulate quantity to the point of qualitative change, thereby improving one's essence and becoming a Legendary. Young Friend Su's path is to create false additional self and leave a mark. Then, he will complete the accumulation of quantity to produce qualitative change and become a Legendary. The second half is the same as the normal path. But I'm thinking if I can purify myself and change slowly. First, I will raise my essence to the level of Legendary. Then, I will naturally project the world and go back to the past."

"This path is very similar to that of the Innate Mighty, but they are born as Legendary," He Qi was still frowning. Mr. Lu's path seemed to be very difficult, very, very difficult.

Mr. Lu smiled calmly and said, "Try your best and do not go against your heart. Even if you die, you will not regret it."

He looked softly at the Single Hearted Sword in his hand and whispered to himself,

"Yuyan, your husband has felt the additional self and seen the past life. Only then do I know that my path is not to rely on others."

"My path is not to rely on others …" He Qi was shocked and at a loss. These words kept echoing in his heart.

The path of the Single Hearted Sword is not to rely on others.

…

In the Palace of Mohism.

As soon as Mengqi entered the main hall, his eyes were attracted by a skinny and decrepit elder. His Dharmakaya was leakless, full of Taoist power and vigorous vitality. If he closed his eyes and did not operate the Principles of Karma, he would definitely not doubt that he was in his prime. The sun was high in the sky – this was not an adjective, but an accurate description. However, now that he saw him directly, he realized that the elder was full of traces of the erosion of time. There was a kind of decaying aura that emanated from the inside out.

In the face of time, who is immortal?

The elder's hands were changing the Mudra Formula. He was concentrating on refining the puppet in front of him, a puppet that was exactly the same as himself. From time to time, various kinds of arms hung down from the roof of the hall. There were dragon claws, demonic hands, and mechanical creations. All of them carried different flames and assisted him in his creation. The entire process was filled with the beauty of precision and machinery.

After a short while, the elder completed a stage of refining. He raised his head and looked at Mengqi with his experienced eyes, "My young friend Su, I have kept you waiting."

"No worries, I have benefited a lot," Mengqi did not mind at all. He smiled and asked, "Sage of Device, are you trying to refine a substitute?"

This elder was the Sage of Device of Darkness Palace. He was on par with the Sage of Benevolence and was ranked at the top among the saints. He was considered the oldest Divine Immortal.

The Sage of Device's gaze shifted to the puppet. His expression revealed some emotions and confusion, "It can be considered a substitute. Although things like the soul, Primordial Spirit, and Real Spirit have different levels, it is difficult for them to be immortal. If they do not reach the Nirvana Realm, they will sooner or later grow old and 'decay'. Therefore, I want to rely on the mechanism to imitate the characteristics of the soul and let the puppet have the ability to think and explore. It is almost like a newly created life, but it can live forever in the world."

He sighed and revealed a longing smile, "Perhaps when I decay and become a myth, even the Palace of Darkness will be mottled. It will still be traveling the heavens and worlds, exploring the Great Way on behalf of me …"

Mengqi listened with deep respect. Regardless of whether he agreed with the saints' point of view, at least their spirit of upholding their own ideals and always exploring the Great Way was worthy of respect.

After a while, Mengqi restrained his emotions and calmed his mind. He began to discuss the idea of the Myriad World Knowledge Ball with the Sage of Device.

As time passed, day after day, Mengqi gradually had a draft of the Myriad World Knowledge Ball. Just as he was about to thank the Sage of Device and leave, the solemn and ethereal voice of the Moonlight Bodhisattva rang in his ears,

"Gourdo and Su Daji have separated from The Conqueror and are heading to Jade Emperor Mountain."