MTL - The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus-Chapter 1790 Path of seeking

Tang Zhen discovered the power of faith and was convinced.

The Emperor of Heaven will be suspicious and believe only in the facts before him.

The two have had differences.

"Emperor, I will find solid evidence to convince you." Tang Yan said persistently.

The Emperor smiled and said: "Then I will wait for that day, this will also uncover the puzzles in my heart. Then ask more, where do you want to start?"

Tang Yan has a good foot and said: "The power of faith, vain, invisible to the naked eye, and no one has seen it. This is a difficult problem. But we have not already discussed it? It is like a legendary Buddha. It is worshipped by people, and all beings believe in him. The power of faith may be hidden in the middle. Therefore, I am going to go to the ancient temple Taoist temple, and there may be discoveries."

“Ancient temple view?”

The Emperor was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say.

"The ancient temple view, so many people go, no one found a clue, you can go?"

Tang Yan smiled and said: "After all, they are not me."

The Emperor turned his eyes and said, "Okay. But I tell you, there are ancient temples and Taoist views from ancient times to the present. It seems to be something that was born, and I don’t know where the source came from. I didn’t go when I was young. If you have nothing, you will find that it is a trick of deception."

"The trick of deceiving can last for thousands of years. This is worth studying. I used to ignore this point. Now I think it seems to contain secrets that are unknown."

Seeing Tang Yan’s attachment, the Emperor shook his head helplessly: "Then I will wait for your good news."

In the middle of a mountain, the clouds are haunting like a fairyland in the legend.

The mountain road is steep, like a ladder, extending step by step to the sky.

An individual kneels on a step covered with moss, and every time he steps up the stairs, he falls to the ground, and he bows down, and his words in his mouth are all inscrutable verses.

These people are extremely devout, windy, sleepy, ragged, skin like old bark, but their eyes are clear, such as a clear spring, which also reveals a strong force.

It is said that they are the most sincere believers in the world, and they must go up the mountain step by step, in order to demonstrate their piety and faith.

Tang Yin has visited many ancient temples and Taoist temples. Although there are many believers, they have not found the power of faith and have no way to answer his questions.

In the end, he heard that this ancient temple is the most famous, and very effective, and responsive, he will come to see if he will find the power of faith.

"Excuse me, can you do this useful?" Tang Yan stopped a believer and asked.

The believer is an old lady in her seventies. His face is covered with wrinkles, like a gully, full of traces of years. She looks at Tang Yan kindly and says, "This is not useful or not, but me. A redemption of the soul, after going up the mountain, my soul can be purified. Everyone has sin, and only then can it wash away sin."

Are all people guilty?

If Tang Yan thinks thoughtfully, he said: "At the beginning of man, the nature is good, why do people have sin?"

"When the red dust is rolling, who can get out of the mud without getting dyed?" the old lady asked.

Tang Yan sank for a while and said: "There is no special case in the world?"

The old lady shook her head: "No!"

"What kind of **** is this mountain?"

"No gods and no immortals, it is the Tao." The old lady said piously.

"Dow!"

Tang Yan's eyelids jumped a few times. He searched for so many ancient temples and Taoist views. Nothing is full of gods and gods. This mountain is actually without gods and gods, but the road!

This word deeply stabbed the soft underbelly of Tang Yan, and his interest was raised in an instant.

"What is that?"

"The mystery of the Tao, can not be described in words, can only quietly understand the experience." The old lady said inscrutablely.

Tang Hao knew that he couldn't ask anything, so he lifted his foot and walked to the top of the mountain.

"Wait a minute!" The old lady hurriedly stopped him.

"If you go up like this, you can't understand it." The old lady said anxiously, deeply afraid that Tang Yan was wrong.

"How about going up?"

The old lady squatted again, her forehead slammed on the slate, and looked up again, saying, "This is the way!"

Don Juan laughed and said: "I don't need it!"

A joke, a vain way, dare to ask him to kneel down and step up and down the mountain.

The old lady sighed and sighed and shook her head: "It is a pity that the young man is still too anxious and destined to miss the road."

She went further and squatted and bowed her head.

Tang Zhen ignored the devout believers along the way. When he climbed halfway up the mountain and looked back, the steep mountain road stretched to the end of his gaze, and the bluestone board was full of believers.

Tang Zhen’s heart was shocked, and he looked up to the top of the mountain and pondered: “There was never such a devout believer in the past, and there is no such thing as a devout believer. Is there a mysterious road here? Is there a power of faith?”

Tang Yan speeded up his pace, like a gust of wind. I don’t know when there was no believer on the bluestone board, leaving only a bare step.

At first, he did not find an abnormality, and went a long distance. This mountain road seems to have no end. At his speed, the high mountain peak has already reached the top.

He stopped and showed his suspicious color. Looking back, there was no believer, only a steep mountain road.

No, there is nothing wrong!

boom!

He squatted on one foot, a loud noise, the floor was cracked, the mountain was shaking, the air was fluctuating, and the trees were shaking.

But this did not last long, and everything returned to normal. The mountain road was still the mountain road, and there were no believers.

"What is this spell?"

Tang Yan can already conclude that someone is doing something, or that magical road is doing something.

Tiandao likes to pretend to be a ghost. Is this so-called Taoist heaven?

Don Juan is not allowed.

No matter what you say, in front of Tang Yan, there is nothing to do, to pretend to be a ghost, then to tear down your tricks.

Hey!

Xuanzang sword flew up from his palm, the sword light flashed, only heard a "go", Xuanzang sword broke out.

boom!

Xuanzang sword fell on the mountain road, the mountain road twisted, violently fluctuating, slamming, the mountain road disappeared, the trees disappeared, even the mountain disappeared, everything was empty.

It was a sky in the eye, and it was a hurricane. I didn't know when he came over nine days.

"The blind eye method has actually fooled me. It is really not a general trick."

Tang Yan’s face was heavy, and with the cultivation of his holy place, he could not see the mystery without a glance.

"What kind of thing, dare to pretend to be a ghost in front of me, not yet showing the original shape!"

Tang Yin’s voice was like a thunder, and it spread throughout the nine days. After waiting for a long time, he did not reply.

He bowed his head and the unknown mountain was still below.

"Then I will go down and take a look."

Tang Yan thought of a move and fell to the top of the mountain. ···········