If most people forcefully disperse the images they visualize, it is equivalent to scattering their souls.

Except for Taoist masters who have cultivated to the realm of ghosts and immortals, Bingjie and reincarnation can do this.

Others are destined to die.

Hong Pi's soul was already extremely powerful, and he had cultivated it to a state of near-ghost possession overnight.

He also understood the method of immortality from the "Past Amitabha Sutra".

The past is eternal and cannot be changed.

The greatest mystery of the Amitabha Sutra is that it stabilizes the soul, just like the Amitabha in the past, its truth remains unchanged, and it is immortal and immortal.

If you visualize Amitabha Buddha, you can recover even if you are beaten to a pulp.

In the "plot", that kid Hong Yi relied on this hand to trick many people.

However, Hong Pi only needs to extract the essence and mystery, and does not need to visualize it.

His true nature has been restored. As long as his true nature remains intact, his soul cannot be wiped out even if he is reincarnated.

Erasing the traces of Taoism has many benefits. The identity of the ascetic tutu created by Hong Pi before has no flaws.

As for the Journey to the West Kung Fu, it has already been spread, but it doesn’t matter.

Hong Pi had no intention of hiding his clumsiness, but the rules were the rules. If he wanted to be a teacher for all generations, he could not break the rules.

Everything you do must follow the rules.

The saints of ancient times transformed humanity through ritual education. This word "ritual" is the rule.

The world is declining, and many people are practicing ethics that are harmful to others.

But I don’t know, if there is no such word “ritual”, humans will be no different from animals. How can we be humans?

However, this ritual must be in line with the world and must not be stubborn or irreversible.

Otherwise, it will rot and stink.

If you want to change the word "ritual", you can't change it blindly. You still have to act according to "ritual" and act according to "reason".

That's the rule.

Power and strong fists can certainly make people submit, but they cannot make people convinced.

Without rules, it is difficult to teach. How can we be a teacher for all generations?

In Daqian, those who are officials are not allowed to practice Taoism. This is the rule.

However, without Taoism, it would be inconvenient.

This realm of Taoism has its own unique mysteries and mysteries.

It would be a pity if it were discarded and not used, and it would be inconvenient.

Hong Pi's thoughts were turning, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration and let out a hearty laugh.

"There are hundreds of schools of thought, and the origins of the three religions are empty and natural, always the same."

Before the laughter fell, a scripture that had been buried for a long time flowed through my heart.

It is mutually corroborated with the various Taoist techniques that have been observed and understood since entering this world.

There is a faint glow emerging from the top door.

That was the intertwining of thoughts in his mind, understanding of the Dharma, and the brilliance of wisdom blooming.

Shangshan, who was messing around in the kitchen, heard a noise, dropped everything in his hands and ran out.

Then you can see a halo of halo blooming on the little gentleman's head, with a little bit of brilliance shining like stars, very mysterious and magical.

"Red flowers, white lotus roots and green lotus leaves, the three religions are one family."

"Hahaha!"

I saw a bright light on Hong Piding's door and heard a loud laugh.

There was a person of light stepping out from the light

"Xiao Xian, sir?!"

Shang Shan was dumbfounded.

This light man emerged from the light. He was short in stature and vaguely looked like a young gentleman.

But……

He looked at the young gentleman who was still sitting upright on the stone bench with his eyes closed, and then at the young gentleman in the wide robe and big sleeves... the young gentleman?

He's a bit of a mess...

Then we saw an even more surprising scene.

"The source is quiet and the flow is clear, the foundation is solid and the spirit is abundant, the internal and external principles are cultivated, and the form, end and shadow are straight."

Hong Pi recited loudly, and the light man began to change.

The body shape is growing, and the Chiguo figure like the condensed moonlight is also covered with clothes.

His beard and hair are as long as grass.

In an instant, a half-century-old man wearing a Jinxian crown and a wide robe and long sleeves appeared.

He looked solemn and had an air of uprightness.

There are dots of star-like light blooming on the top of the head, there are wisps of mist-like essence condensed by literary thoughts, and there is the charm of moral will flowing out.

The brilliance of wisdom, the essence of literature and thought, and moral will are integrated into one, which is Haoran righteousness!

Above the head, a mighty righteousness rises, like wolf smoke rising into the sky.

Go up to the bullfight, and the candle will shine in the sky!

Such overwhelming righteousness has alarmed many people in Yujing City.

"Literary spirit!"

"Condensed like smoke!"

"A great sage from the Great Wen Sect was born!"

"who is it?!"

But at the next moment, everyone in Jade City was shocked.

Especially in one place in the city, the officials taking care of it were so frightened by the scene in front of them that they almost lost their minds.

This place is located at Dagangongyuan.

This Gongyuan was originally the place where the imperial examination ceremony was held.

Students answer exams in this courtyard.

In the courtyard, there are tablets and golden statues of saints and sages from past dynasties enshrined.

At this time, the tablets and golden bodies of the saints and saints in the courtyard all shook violently, bursting into dazzling light and rising into the sky.

"Ah?! Hundreds of Saints chime in unison!"

"Is this the birth of articles and principles that can inherit the holy ways of all the disciples?!"

The man with the tall crown and sleeves who walked out above Hong Pi looked up.

"Although a gentleman dies, his good reputation will never be extinguished. Life has a limit, and death should not be lost. His great righteousness will never fade through the ages."

The man with the tall crown and sleeves who walked out from above Hong Pi's head spoke vigorously in a cadence: "Medieval scholars, Wei Wencheng, you are polite."

These are the sages of this world.

Although the body has perished, the soul has also ceased to exist.

However, their spirit has followed their principles and will be remembered throughout the ages. Once humanity exists, it will never be erased.

"Buzz~!"

In the Gongyuan, the golden statues of the ancestors of all the saints are ringing in unison.

Among the rays of light, there are ancient and simple words circulating, which are the doctrines and articles of the sages and sages, shining brightly.

"No! That's not right! It's not an article about the holy way, it's about the holy way!"

"One hundred saints sing together, one hundred saints shine together!"

"This is the reflection of the newly born holy way! It is the discussion between the saints and the new saint across the eternity!"

"This is the light of wisdom, the light of truth, the light of the holy way!"

Wei Wencheng, or rather Hong Pi, looked up at the sky and bowed in the distance.

When he stood up again, the tremors gradually subsided, and the brilliance in the sky faded.

A gentleman has accumulated a lot of virtue, and his god is content with himself, and his holy heart is ready.

This is the sanctification of one thought.
To be continued...