Sanqing Inheritance System

Chapter 117, Three Thousand Avenues

In front of Emperor Zixiaxu in the Shangqing Dynasty, Lord Yuchen is the Supreme Daoist.

Living idly in Ruizhu, writing seven words, scattering five forms and transforming all gods.

It's Huang Tingyue's inner chapter, the heart of the piano is triple-folded and the fairy is dancing.

The nine qi shine out of the sky, and the god-gai boy gives birth to purple smoke

In the sky, the sound of Taoism scriptures came faintly.

The sound of Taoism, descending from the sky, falls in every corner of this city

Like the voice of a fairy.

Everyone who can hear the voice is listening to the voice.

The white crane passed by on a celestial body, leaving behind the voice of Hua Shen.

The magical giant white crane flew across the sky, but it didn't seem to cause any commotion immediately. Almost everyone was attracted by another thing - the sound of the Great Dao from the white crane's fairy trail.

The little fat man who was arguing with his mother just now seemed to have realized something, and suddenly said calmly.

"Mom, I still want to play e-sports."

The middle-aged woman looked at the little fat man, stunned for a moment, and then scolded again: "Why don't you listen to Mom! You little bastard is looking for a beating."

This time, the little fat pier didn't cry or yell, but looked at his mother with clear eyes and said.

"Mom, I'm serious. I really want to go down the road of e-sports. It's not because of what my coach said, nor because of other e-sports players. It's purely because I want to." Xiaopangdun He raised his head slightly, with a stubborn and firm expression: "Mom, give me three years, and I will give you the grades in three years. If I can't get the grades, I will go back to school. I am still a primary school student, and I still have choices." Chance isn't it?"

The middle-aged woman wants to teach her son why the flowers are so red with a slap as usual.

But looking at that stubborn little face, she couldn't slap her no matter what.

This time, his son was serious.

He really, really wanted to go down this path.

Finally, the middle-aged woman gritted her teeth and put down her hands.

"Okay, you little bastard is so serious, I will give you three years, let me tell you, if you can't make a name for yourself in three years, you can go back to school for my mother, you know?"

"Mom, I know."

The little fat man's eyes are firm and pure.
In an ordinary community house, a family of three is eating dinner, and the fairy voice can be heard faintly.

Before the father opened the curtains to find out, the daughter who was eating suddenly said.

"Dad, I really want to know what major I want to take."

"So suddenly?"

"Well, I just figured it out suddenly."

In the suburban factory, the worker who was doing repeated assembly said suddenly.

"Suddenly I don't want to work in the factory anymore."

"Why?" said the worker next to him, "How nice it is to have a good day."

The worker murmured.

"Suddenly, don't think about it."

"Shocked, a crane suddenly appeared in the sky above the urban area, and it seemed that someone was chanting Taoism scriptures above."

"We have all seen it, don't try to delete the post this time!"

"I looked with the astronomical telescope, and there was a white mist around the big white crane, but I must be sure and sure, there must be someone on the back of the big white crane!"

"The Immortal Riding a Crane came to the world. Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality? Is it the reappearance of myths or a change of the times?"

There are overwhelming posts on Weibo, Tieba, and major forums. Anyone who is in Guangdong can hear the ethereal sounds of the sky.

White Crane, Immortal.

Coupled with some ordinary people who had seen the awakened ones before, they finally broke out at this moment.

However, this time, the officials did not delete the posts, but let them dance around. Of course, some obviously inciting, reactionary, and rumor-mongering posts were still deleted.

All in all, the psionic thing amounts to almost semi-public.

The photo of Bai He Chengxian was circulated on the Internet forums, and it could not be deleted, nor could it be deleted.

Capital, emergency meeting.

Almost everyone involved was assembled within 10 minutes.

The old man at the front of the round table said.

"You should know about Guangdong, right?"

The old director blushed and looked a little excited: "It's a high-dimensional life body, definitely a high-dimensional life body and compared to last time, the high-dimensional life body that appeared this time has a higher level of energy."

"Is this something to be happy about?" An old man frowned and said, "A high-dimensional life form suddenly visited our country, why?"

"At least for now, there is no malicious intent. Of course, it's just for now. We don't know the specific purpose. After all, we are not high-dimensional life forms, so how can we understand what they say." The old director paused and said: "Just Like ants, it's never possible to understand what we as humans are doing for?"

The old man at the front spoke after a moment of silence.

"Let our people go and see."

"Whether it is good intentions or malice, we must show enough muscles to this high-dimensional life body and send him a message. We love peace and come with sincerity, but we are absolutely not afraid of power."

The old man's words were unanimously agreed.

Li Guo rode on a crane, traveled around the province, recited the Huangting Sutra, and traveled westward, leaving behind smoke and dust on the fairy road.

The words containing the Dao are sprinkled on the ground from the sky.

Those who heard the Daoist scriptures all felt something, looking up at the sky, intending to find the preacher.

Preacher Li Guo

Yu Xi was also bathed in the scriptures of Huang Ting Jing.

When Li Guo recited the Huang Ting Jing for the first time, Yu Xi also listened to it once, but it was far less beneficial than directly baptizing on his back this time.

Yu Xi felt that her own mind was getting closer to [Tao].

What is Tao?This does not refer to Taoism, Taoism, or Taoism.

It's the path you want to take.

Li Guo understood the truth that the law should not be passed on lightly.

The Tao can be spread widely.

The way of self-cultivation, the way of self-cultivation.

The way to the future.

Taoism is the way.

Ability is Tao.

Kung fu is the way.

In addition to these, cooking is also a way, and learning is also a way.

There are thousands of futures, all kinds of avenues, everyone has his own way, even if there is only awakening, it is not only awakening, there is only one way to practice martial arts.

Thousands of people, thousands of dreams—everyone is an independent individual with his own way.

Three thousand avenues lead to the sky.

Orally reciting Huang Ting and preaching to all living beings is to inspire their own way.

As Li Guo who recited the Huang Ting Jing, he also felt as light as a swallow and as light as a feather.

Huang Ting Jing not only cited the way of all living beings, but also cited Li Guo's own way.

Originally, the Dao heart is clear and clear, and the foundation is established after being reborn and incarnated.

"The host's spiritual foundation has been completed, and it is ready to build the foundation. Please prepare for the thunder disaster."

"Um"

Just as Li Guo felt his own surging spiritual power, the space suddenly distorted.

Li Guo felt that the gravity in the air was changing.

(End of this chapter)