Asked About Returning to Dust

The Tao is hidden in the dust, and the dust is contained in the Tao. In the morning mist of the small town in the mortal world, Su Chen clutched half of the bluestone left by his parents, and what he touched on his fingertips were blood scabs and dust. That night when the blood cultivator passed through the realm, the burning smell of the fierce flames licking the wooden windows, and the sudden burst of light from the blue-grained stone, became his first realization of the "Tao" - it turned out that the Tao was never an ethereal thing in the clouds, but was hidden in the obsession of the sea of ​​blood in the mortal world. The wind from the nine realms of the spirit world blew through the bone flutes of the barbarians in the Eastern Wilderness, passed over the coral reefs of the Nanming Dragon Palace, swept up the blood from the Demon Cave in the Western Region, and finally landed on the stone steps of the outer gate of the Qingyun Sect. When Su Chen stepped on the dew and practiced his sword, the fragments of the Tao source were hot in the Dantian, and the old ghost's remnant soul chuckled in the sea of consciousness: "Are you cultivating the Tao, or the disputes in these nine realms?" He has seen the greed under the white robes of Tiandao League monks, seen the struggle in the blood pupils of Tianmo Sect disciples, chewed bloody animal meat with a barbarian girl, and listened to the Princess of Dragon Palace talk about time frozen in the deep sea. At the Tao Source Conference, the Dharma light of the three forces tore through the sky, and he suddenly understood: the so-called depletion of the Tao source was never the decline of the spiritual energy, but the monks who held the "Tao" on the altar and forgot that it was supposed to grow in the dust. Deep in the Ten Thousand Demons Cave, the broken ascension passage glowed with cold light. The old ghost said that the ancient immortals and gods sealed the passage because they were afraid of evil spirits outside the world, and they were even more afraid that future generations of monks would lose their worldly mind and only pursue the path but forget to protect it. Su Chen pressed seven fragments of the source of truth into the eyes of the formation, and the temperature in his palms mixed with the smoke and dust of the nine realms - it turns out that ascension is never the end, and the so-called great road is just to guard an inch of soil in the mortal world, protect a group of people, and turn blood and tears, laughter and pain into the appearance of the Tao. The wind blows and the dust rises