Chapter 414 (1/2)

Wansheng avoided the tourists and chose a path with few tourists to go up the mountain. The white crane's bright winged shelf was like a flying white crane shuttling through the mountain forest, and soon came to the back door of the Taoist temple. Wan Sheng was just about to reach out and knock on the door. With a ”squeak”, accompanied by the heavy feeling of melodious history, the door opened automatically from inside. A little Taoist with a pretty face came out and saluted Wan Sheng first, saying, ”master Qingshan, you've been waiting for you for a long time. Please follow me.”

Wan Sheng nodded and sighed: ”the spiritual cultivation of the sect leader is still unfathomable. I'm afraid that no one in the world can surpass him. Although I can predict, I can't be so precise. ”

Wan Sheng followed the Taoist priest through the side hall, through the Chaotian Palace, through the one day gate, the two day gate, the three day gate, and finally came to the top of Wudang Mountain, the Golden Hall of Zijin City. What comes into view is a piece of red walls and green tiles. On the corner of the building are carved all kinds of rare animals. Looking up at the sky, they are proud of the mountains. Turning around and looking back, the clouds are around the golden hall, like a fairyland on earth. Clouds move with the wind, sometimes dense, sometimes sparse, dense and hazy. This kind of scenery, let a person in the heart of the mighty waves, as if the world panoramic view.

Wan Sheng has a feeling: where does life come from? What will happen after death? Never forget the past, echo the future.

Wan Sheng followed the Taoist priest and went on through the golden hall. Behind him was a blue stone path. There was a stone tablet, which said: stop tourists! Deep in the path is a wooden house courtyard, which is also the forbidden area of the gate. Senior people can enter. The little Taoist bowed to Wan Sheng and said, ”the master of the gate is in the front courtyard.” Then he turned and left.

Wan Sheng went to the courtyard of the wooden house with a complicated mood. Since the owner of the door had no idea, he had too many questions to solve. Is he Wansheng or Lin Qingshan? Is it through, or really dead, or all this is just a dream, and the people around them are very sure that they are Lin Qingshan.

Wansheng quickly steps to the gate of the courtyard. Two Taoist priests stand at the gate and salute Wansheng at the same time. They open the door and lead Wansheng to the house. In the wooden house, behind the bamboo curtain, there is still a figure of a teenager.

”Castle Peak, you're all right!” The clear and sweet voice of children is the first to say.

”Meet the headmaster!” Wan Sheng knelt down on one knee and said respectfully.

”I know you have a lot of doubts and want to seek the truth from me.” The child continued.

”Do you know who I am? I am not Lin Qingshan, why do I have his memory, and everyone is sure that I am Lin Qingshan. ” Wanshan road.

”You are you. Who are you? Who are you? What is truth? What is fake? Are you sure you are not Lin Qingshan The headmaster asked in a tone of cadence.

”This...” Wan Sheng was not sure. He didn't know how to answer for a moment.

”You think you are Wansheng, so you must be Wansheng? The real Wansheng may not exist for a long time. ”The great way of heaven, the natural circulation, the alternation of four seasons, the latent breath day and night.” The master's words are so profound that people don't know what's wrong.

Wan Sheng was shocked and said, ”master, do you know me? Who are you Wan Sheng set off a storm in his heart. The master of this sect is so mysterious that she knows her origin clearly. This is the real hidden peerless master!

The sect leader did not answer, but stated: ”Lin Qingshan is you, Wansheng is you! It's time for you to come back. In other words, Lin Qingshan is just a link in your past life, and Wansheng is your present life. You have countless roles in your own reincarnation experience. Why care about this problem? In the end, you will understand naturally. ”

”Then why did I go back to my previous life? What's the significance of this toss? On the contrary, I have been concerned for two generations, and it's hard to put it down. ” Wan Sheng said with some doubts.

”Do you remember your feeling in front of the golden hall‘ The past is not forgotten, and the future echoes. ” The master of the Taoist sect replied with a light smile: ”in fact, you are not really dead. How can your identity die in this space plane? This is your last life's experience. It's only your body that disappears after more training. Remember the great law of reincarnation of the dark system? ”

”Is this what the sect leader mentioned just now:” never forget the past, echo the future ” Wansheng has a little bit of enlightenment.