Red Heart Survey

The world's proud people seek their families, their country, their reputations, or the Dao, all for their own purposes.

Only Wang Changji does only one thing - looking for bones.

He walked out of Fenglin City, from the world to the netherworld, and from the netherworld to this gap, all the way he was looking for traces of bones.

Jiang Wang's heavenly form descended in the netherworld, killed the true god Youmeng, subdued the Yinshan ghost, became the new master of the White Bone Palace, and obtained [Netherworld Heaven], almost occupying the core territory of the former bones. He sat on the throne of bones like a god, and would always think -

If I were a white bone, what would I ask for? Where would I go?

God's will is unpredictable, and his heart is hard to know.

It is almost impossible to find the original body of the white bone!

Even if it is confirmed that He has reincarnated into the world. Even if the many information obtained from the White Bone Palace can frame a rough time period. It is still an endless sea and a bottomless abyss.

In this vast world, a huge number of people are born and die every moment.

Even if the time of birth is only a breath away, it is a thousand miles away.

Although it is known that Bai Gu was born, when and where was he born, was he a man or a woman, wise or foolish?

Is his plan for ten years, a hundred years, or a thousand years?

A different thought can lead to infinite changes.

Bai Gu can be a child of heaven or an ordinary person. He can read hundreds of books to seek a thousand years, but he can also face the loess and experience a life first.

Forming a white bone Taoist fetus is a transcendental work. He has restarted countless possibilities for himself.

Jiang Wang often looks at the world in the netherworld, looking at time and space in the White Bone Palace, wondering if he can overlap with Bai Gu's sight at some point, and see the landing point that Bai Gu once looked at, so as to meet him.

But the world is so vast that people are countless like the sands of a long river, or like the stars in the night sky that flicker or fade.

In the end, they cannot be found.

But in the long pursuit, they also discovered one thing -

The White Bone God almost abandoned everything he had in the netherworld, his honorable name, the White Bone God Palace, the White Bone People... Almost all of his long accumulation in the netherworld remained in the netherworld.

Only one thing disappeared with his disappearance.

That is [Yellow Spring].

The netherworld is full of dead water, only the Nine Springs contain living meaning.

These Nine Springs are: Fengquan, Yaquan, Huangquan, Hanquan, Yinquan, Youquan, Xiaquan, Kuquan, Mingquan.

They are the treasures of this world, and to some extent, they are even the symbols of the netherworld.

Putting aside their significance to the world, they are not inferior to the cave heaven treasures in the world. Like the fairy palace and the pure land, they can be called treasures of the cave heaven.

The strong men could not help but draw their bows and shoot arrows to chase them, like chasing deer in the wilderness, and the hunted ones return home.

Over a long period of time, the Nine Springs frequently changed their owners. The living water of the precious springs was stained with so much blood and hatred!

But there were also a few netherworld treasure springs that never changed their cauldrons and did not allow others to taint them. For example, the Yellow Spring was always controlled by the White Bone God and had always been His forbidden food.

It can even be said that [Yellow Spring] was the root of His enlightenment!

In the process of preaching the White Bone Dao, believers had to always respect the name of "Yellow Spring".

Wang Changji, who was once a disciple of the White Bone Dao, and Jiang Wang, who was once mistaken for a disciple of the White Bone Dao, did not know how many times they had heard "the bottom of the Forgotten River, the abyss of the Yellow Spring". Later, they, one in the open and one in the dark, almost wiped out the White Bone believers in the world, so that the world would not hear this.

As long as there were some small sects that believed in the Yellow Spring, they also wiped them out.

But many years later, he came to look for the [Yellow Spring] in this eulogy!

Wang Changji especially believed that [Yellow Spring] disappeared because it was taken away by the White Bone God.

He had been watched by the white bones since he became conscious, and he also watched the white bones. He knew that the supreme attitude of the White Bone God overlooking all living beings was seeking "perfection" rather than "muddling through" -

It was for this reason that the White Bone God gave up the pseudo-transcendence of the netherworld and risked his fall to enter the world. It was also because of this that He would not give up the Yellow Spring, after all, it represented the power that He once possessed that surpassed the peak.

He would risk leaving the [Yellow Spring] behind, hoping to prove a more complete and powerful self when taking the step of true transcendence!

Wang Changji arrived at the White Bone Palace before Jiang Wang, and after a careful search, he only left a letter to his companions.

Since then, he has been constantly traveling back and forth between the netherworld and the world.

There is nothing here except the endless cracks in time and space. The time and space disasters that occurred very occasionally can be regarded as scenery.

What he saw was vast. What he experienced was empty.

The only clue was his familiarity with the White Bone God, and the only support was the cognition that the Heavenly Man Dharma Image constantly enriched and conveyed to him in the process of sitting in and controlling the White Bone Palace.

It was completely like looking for a needle in a haystack, a bitter journey in the world.

He walked in the endless time and space between the two worlds every day and night, without life, without experience, without eating, drinking, or speaking, just checking one after another of the cracks in time and space with nothing...

Finally found Huangquan.

Endless days and nights, just a sentence.

But what he wanted was just for this.

Finding Huangquan does not mean finding white bones, and rashly touching Huangquan will alert the snake. He just hung his fishing rod on the shore, waiting for the day when the White Bone God descended and the ripples of Huangquan appeared.

When this day finally came, Jiang Wang also came as promised, hiding here in the realm of robbery and emptiness.

They all hid themselves and waited silently, waiting for this drop of Yellow Spring water, which came from nowhere, to give a corresponding response to the bones' reincarnation.

Once the feedback connection occurs, they will immediately follow the connection and enter the real world, follow its traces and determine its traces, kill its body and destroy its soul, and forever obliterate its path!

…

What is a person?

God’s will…how to describe it?

The sound of flipping through books.

Wen Tinglan walked quickly in the library, walking back and forth and flipping through books. His hair was tangled and his eyes were red.

She, who had always paid attention to her appearance and even wanted every petal of her hairpin to be complete and beautiful, was now in an extremely messy state.

She desperately wanted to know the answer. It was a strong desire for knowledge that burst out from the bottom of her heart.

Human beings are captives of curiosity throughout their lives. All treks are to satisfy the questions in my heart.

A gentle woman like her, a lady among all the ladies, is not exempt from vulgarity.

The sages, in search of a single word of truth, lay on the ice for ten years and learned of the cold.

She locked herself in the library that the Wen family was proud of, and searched through the collection!

This library is the accumulation of several generations of the Wen family. Many ancient books that are not available on the market are stored here. It is called "the heirloom of poetry and calligraphy, the inheritance of classics and scholarship."

On weekdays, Wen Tinglan always read books, but she always handled them with care and was reluctant to leave a page wrinkled.

But why?

Hua Hua Hua...

The dense pages turned out to be phantoms, and countless words were flying in front of my eyes.

What is the answer?

Hua Hua Hua...

My mind was in chaos, as if thousands of troops were fighting!

For example, before the Hongmeng opens, everything is in a mess.

"Miss..." the maid's voice sounded outside the door, reminding her gently: "Uncles and uncles have arrived."

"Don't make any noise..." Wen Tinglan murmured.

She flipped through the book without looking up.

"Human Classics", "Ten Classics Annotations", "Ancient Meanings Now"... each classic explains the author's understanding of the truth of the world.

Why?

Why is the master of this world, the Taoist embryo of the human race in this world, so hated by this world?

"Today is the day for the Yan family to hire..." The maid said softly outside the door: "Miss, you have to come out and freshen up——"

"Don't make a noise, don't make a noise..." Wen Tinglan scolded in a sharp voice: "Don't make a noise!!!"

Everything inside and outside the building was quiet.

Only the sound of turning books continued.

…

Linzi City is too tall.

Already far away from it, still covered by its shadow.

The shadow of a man, the shadow of a horse, the shadow of a city.

Maybe even if you walk for a lifetime, you will never be able to leave Linzi in your heart.

Zheng Shangming was riding a tall horse, and his other hand was holding the reins of the horse that was carrying Uncle Bao.

The sun set in the other direction, and the shadow of the tall city wall was stretched infinitely, always covering the two of them.

They walked forward, with the shadow of Linzi City chasing after them.

Zheng Shangming turned around and looked at the long shadow of the high wall, like a dense night.

"When I was little, I always played with myself."

On the slowly moving horse, he recalled his childhood.

"My father has been working in the Inspection Bureau. At that time, his official position was still very low, but he was already very busy. My mother was doing research in the Academy of Arts. Well, some relatively basic spell research, but it was extremely cumbersome. They were all very busy. "

"One year I celebrated my birthday, and I was not very obedient at that time. I always wanted to get some attention. I deliberately found a place to hide so that no one could find me. I wanted to see my parents anxious."

Zheng Shangming blinked: "But they didn't notice that I was missing."

"My father thought my mother was taking me with me, and my mother thought I was at my father's place. Or maybe they didn't remember that it was my birthday."

"Later, I was really hungry. I walked out of the alley and walked home alone. It was so dark that night, very, very dark. I still remember a sparrow standing on the eaves. Watching me go, I wonder if it can’t find its home.”

Zheng Shangming grinned: "When I was a child, I was what young men often called a 'little working dog'."

He explained to Bao Xuanjing: "Those of them who can be officials and nobles at birth call those small officials and officials who work hard and can see the end of their lives as 'work dogs', 'work dogs'" My child is a 'little working dog'. Later I also became a young man. I told myself that I wanted to work independently. I was different from those who only relied on their family background. I had to prove myself——"

"Later, I proved that I couldn't do it."

He laughed out loud: "With the help of my father, I became the captain of Beiya."

Bao Xuanjing sat calmly on his horse, listening to the Beiya Captain say some incomprehensible words.

It's really baffling, who cares about your life?

Zheng Shangming saw the child's seriousness, and in this silence, he felt that he was being listened to.

He softened his tone: "What do I want to tell you? Xuan Jing."

"I don't want to teach you anything. There are many people who want to teach you, and there are many people who can teach you. Sometimes you can't learn."

"It's just that I feel that you are not happy."

"I share my feelings with you. My life."

"It's that simple," he said.

Bao Xuanjing was stunned for a moment.

This was the first time someone told him——

"I sense your unhappiness."

He was really tired of people who talked to him.

All of them combined have not lived enough for his fraction, and they can't even cross the gap between heaven and man, let alone the peak and eternity, but they always come to tell him what path he should take.

But apart from these, what else can be communicated?

Everyone is a completely different individual, with different perceptions of things that are limited by their own essence. The only thing everyone has in common is that they are all on the road.

Born in the world, they are all practitioners.

From birth to death, it is the process of practice.

Some time ago, when he was reading, he read a sentence said by Yue Xiaoxu, and he deeply agreed with it-

"I see that everyone in the world is a friend of Tao."

There is another sentence behind it-

"Or an enemy of Tao."

Aren't people in the world divided into these two types?

"Those who help me achieve Taoism" and "Those who I must kill before I can move forward."

On the wide and flat official road, two horses ran side by side.

For a moment, the two sitting on the horse's back also looked like fellow travelers.

Bao Xuanjing looked down at his heart and noticed a shadow there.

When Bao Weihong and Dugu Xiao looked at each other, he seemed to look at Jiang Wang as well.

Just like Zhuang Chengqian used it to fill the calamity, and filled it into the only loophole of this Dao fetus in the world.

Eight and a half years after he came to the world, he finally felt the deep malice of the Heavenly Dao.

He felt that all the accidents were okay, except for the accidental collision with Jiang Wang...

It was almost like putting a sword on his neck!

The smooth sailing and careful planning of the past few years seemed like a false dream.

"Heaven's destiny is good to me", it has never happened.

The silence without any disturbance in the past eight and a half years seemed to be to accumulate the power at this moment.

Once the malice of the Heavenly Dao is revealed, he will be killed!

But...

Why?

He is the son of destiny, a pure Dao fetus.

He has a transcendent vision and has paid enough price.

There is absolutely no mistake in the whole birth process.

He came to the human race who truly lives in the world and dominates the world.

Living, learning, growing up, and meeting in Linzi City.

He is already a real "man"!

Why is he targeted by God?

Where does the malice come from?

There is still a word of greed in killing and robbing! It's still because of the gold.

Such strong hatred that wants to kill people will not be born without roots.

"Uncle Zheng." Bao Xuanjing admired the scenery beside the official road: "If you are always targeted, but you don't know what you did wrong, what should you do?"

Zheng Shangming was stunned.

He did not ask Bao Xuanjing if he was bullied in Jixia Academy, and did not try to solve it from the perspective of an "adult", but took the problem seriously.

"If I don't know what I did wrong, then I must have done nothing wrong."

The Northern Ya Commander said: "Sometimes you have to do something that others don't like, and sometimes you don't know what they don't like. There are always some inexplicable people and some inexplicable disgust, but what determines what you should do is never the likes and dislikes of others."

Bao Xuanjing used his fingers as a comb to comb the horse's mane casually: "What if there are more than one person targeting you?"

"If I am sure that I have done nothing wrong, why should I doubt myself because of other people's dissatisfaction?" Zheng Shangming said: "If one person targets me, it is one person who is wrong. If a group of people target me, it is a group of people who are wrong. If everyone targets me, everyone is wrong."

"What if the whole world is wrong?" Bao Xuanjing asked.

"Correct it." Zheng Shangming's expression was very confident, even sharp, for a moment, but it soon softened and finally turned into a bitter smile: "I really want to say this to you. But in fact I can't do it. Maybe only people like Jiang Wangzhong Xuanzun are qualified to say that. And I-"

He looked at the road ahead: "I will admit my mistakes."

"What mistakes do you admit?" Bao Xuanjing asked: "You don't know what mistakes you made."

Zheng Shangming was a little disappointed: "Mistakes that you don't know. Mistakes that you don't have enough ability but are not sociable enough."

The two rode together and finally walked out of the shadow of Linzi City. But the sky was dim, and it seemed that there was not much time left for playing.

"Hahahaha." Bao Xuanjing finally laughed: "You are right!!!"

Shoot the arrow first, then draw the target.

The easiest thing in the world is to first determine that a person is wrong, and then find his mistakes!

Since he was born into this world, he may have made some mistakes, but there has never been a fatal mistake. He may have been negligent due to his knowledge and views, but he has established enough safety protection so that he will not die due to negligence.

Everything that happened today was just as Zheng Shangming said in the Shuofang Bo Mansion -

It's not your problem.

At that time, he was already shocked to find that an invisible net had been opened to him, and some terrifying force pushed the will of heaven to strangle him. Or at least to force him into a trap that had been prepared long ago, and all his reactions might be accelerating his fall into the abyss.

He was not afraid of his opponent, no matter who the hand that pushed the will of heaven belonged to. He was also a strong man standing at the top of the heavens, with enough experience in fighting. Fighting with others is endless fun.

What really frightened him was that the malice of the Heavenly Dao towards him really existed!

Because this meant that all his past games against the Heavenly Dao had failed. Then this present Dao fetus would become a meaningless existence.

The only thing he needs to do is to end this meaningless journey, return to his netherworld, recycle his accumulation, find a way to re-certify the netherworld gods, and try to become the transcendent person who failed to completely transcend.

That was the end of him!

It is also his best result.

At this time, doing more would lead to more mistakes. He stopped all intentional and unintentional plans, stopped all external actions, and focused on the Tao tire itself. Using this body, he sent an invitation to Zheng Shangming for a picnic.

Only outside Linzi City, avoiding the possible gaze of Emperor Qi, and using the cover of a powerful but ordinary Beiya Captain like Zheng Shangming, could he dare to do something a little boldly——

Only then did he realize how foolish he was to take action directly when he saw the Bone Saint in the city. In a human urn indeed!

Under the cover of Zheng Shangming, walking out of Linzi City is a step closer to the netherworld. But he was not willing to go back empty-handed.

Walking with Zheng Shangming and listening to Zheng Shangming talk about his childhood, during this process, he only focused on one thing -

Transform the monster horse he rides.

Without Zheng Shangming's knowledge, the internal organs of the demon horse he was riding had been hollowed out, the walls of the cavity were covered with lines, and the essence and blood gathered into a blood lotus that bloomed, completely replacing the horse's heart.

And the Taoist tire named "Bao Xuanjing" riding on the horse was only an empty shell!

The real Bao Xuanjing, with all his essence, blood and soul gathered at one point, is sitting in the blood lotus.

In a sense, Bao Xuanjing is this monster horse now.

He overcame numerous obstacles and became a real human being. But he stripped off his human body and became a demon horse.

This is of course not a form of self-destruction, but the beginning of a counterattack against all this by a being who once walked into the underworld.

As Zheng Shangming said - this world has made a mistake... the strong will correct it! The weak admit their mistakes!

In short, it’s all about surviving, let’s talk about other things.

The moment he transformed into a demon horse...the world became clear.

Just like the mystery in the womb is solved, the fog of ignorance is blown away.

Only then can he truly look at all this clearly!

Looking ahead, we will see mountains and rivers. Suddenly looking back, the world is brightly lit!

When he is a demon horse instead of a human, he sees the world from an unobstructed perspective.

The scenery turned out to be different.

The ignorance of the past was easily manipulated by God's will by the unknown opponent, and was almost forced into a desperate situation...

It's not that he doesn't see far enough, it's not that he's stupid or not smart, it's because he is born with limitations and is covered by external forces.

Yes. The peerless genius of Shuofang Bo Mansion, Bao Xuanjing, a rare innate Taoist pulse in the world, has "limits" innately!

With his vision of transcendence, everything was so simple and clear.

Why was the person who secretly attacked him able to seize the sword of God's will and cut him to pieces in such a miserable state?

I figured it out in the moment of "awake".

When you erase the darkness in your heart, the truth has arrived.

That's why he laughed.

Miao Yuzhi has limited talent, Wen Tinglan is smart but not enough, and he was blinded by that power!

"Hahahahahaha!"

Bao Xuanjing laughed endlessly.

Laughing till tears came out.

Why everything goes wrong.

Why is God's will like a knife?

It’s because of such a simple reason——

Because destiny lies with the demon!

He has lived for a long time and has been enlightened for a long, long time.

He knows that destiny lies in the demon.

But he was also deceived by those sages of the human race who changed the destiny of the human race.

The Ancient Human Emperor and the Eight Ancient Sages...

Those people deceived heaven and the world, changed history and the present, and will affect the future forever.

Sitting in the nether world, he clearly reviewed history again and again, but saw nothing, thinking that his destiny had been transferred!

But in fact, the human race in the real world is not the human race created by the demon clan in ancient times. The traces of life called "human" have never been fixed at that moment.

The demon race creates the human race, and the human race also creates itself!

It has long swallowed the source of hundreds of races! Mixed with the blood of all the worlds! Take the essence of all worlds and use it alone.

Therefore, it suppresses all the heavens and remains majestic for tens of thousands of years.

Therefore, the way of heaven does not abandon the way of human beings.

So it’s such an interesting reality——

I, Bao Xuanjing, am actually the purest and most ancient person in the world today.

People from ancient times!

The living pure-blooded returnee!

An existence rejected by the so-called "God's will"! ! !

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