The so-called truth, what is Dao Xin?

For modern people living in a peaceful environment, it is a very metaphysical problem.

Xu Zhi observed for a period of time and felt that he understood his own heart and understood and determined his future path.

Different from physical cultivation, Taoism, witchcraft and incense are related to soul and emotional energy.

The technique used is influenced by emotion and heart.

Whatever the heart wants, the form of Taoism is in it.

This is Mingwu's heart.

"Hu Rennong, Dao Changsheng, Liu Wenjian...Everyone is different. They have experienced setbacks, realized their heart, and laid the road to the future."

Xu Zhi said silently, "What is my heart? If you really want to make a comparison, maybe, me and Phoenix are a class of people, very indifferent, love nature, and don't pursue anything... from our inner world. The world can be seen similarly, all of them are players of the life department."

Xu Zhi kept sorting out his heart and tortured his own heart.

As the trainee creator, the Zerg father and emperor's Dao heart, multiply races, and dominate countless worlds, what kind of heart should be suitable?

Is it immortal?

Is it the pursuit of supreme power?

The kind of saboteur and creator god who controls reincarnation?Creation and destruction?Aloof everything indifferent?The only supreme existence of multidimensional space-time?

No no no, that's too metaphysical, too tall.

What do other people think?I don’t know, but Xu Zhi thinks he needs to be grounded. If you let yourself answer this question, the creator’s heart is salted fish!

As a creator, similar to Madusa's super-perverted, shaking M, fighting frenzy?

The world will suffer.

Like the kindness of Dao Changsheng, do you see the people die in life?

Then there is no mass extinction, there is no alternation and rise and fall of creatures, a pool of standing water, not a good creator.

Ambitious behind-the-scenes conspirators like Di Qi, frantically interfering, playing around with the times, by any means?

Too eager for quick success, Di Qi is somewhat like a civilization of the previous generation of Zerg emperor, like a natural disaster. Perhaps in order to become stronger, he will also embark on the path of locusts that are constantly plundering and invading.

That's not very suitable.

Xu Zhi believes that there must be a salted fish heart.

In higher words, it is to sit and watch the sea and the clouds, the clouds and clouds and clouds and clouds.

It's like a child squatting down and looking at a group of small ants on the ground lightly. Their civilized wars, rises, and destructions. If the road is really crooked, just push it right away.

In this way, it immediately became taller.

As the creator, seeing those sand sculpture players provoking and madly doing things everywhere, some indigenous people have to go against the sky all day long, and they also have to be very salty fish. Just keep a small book, punish it, and trap those little ants with water.

"It seems that I have fully understood my Dao Xin, free, like a bird...not too tall, just a faint ordinary person." Xu Zhi is a very realistic person, and his heart is not Not unique.

After he understood his inner thoughts, he couldn't help daydreaming,

"The question is coming, I am relatively in line with Phoenix's personality. Phoenix likes to live in seclusion, but even Phoenix has experienced a social beating, and then he fully realized that he likes to live in seclusion and surpass all the hearts..."

"So, do I have to go through a social beating?"

He kept thinking that everyone is different, although most people will be beaten, but the way is different, such as Hu Rennong fell to marry his wife and have children, Liu Wenjian's family was destroyed, but Mengmei was not beaten, and Taoism belongs to that day. On rainy day, when I met two apprentices and the father who once lived for a long time, I suddenly felt emotion...

This is fate, his own heart is salted fish, maybe eating an apple suddenly broke?

Maybe the young man with dark hair and black eyes looked up and looked at the sky, "It's useless to think about it, take a walk slowly, I haven't been to the wizarding world for a long time, eating all kinds of food, the species have become many different. .

.......

On the edge of the Black Mist Forest, a convoy is moving slowly.

Sheila is holding a biography of the monarch emperor, bored and yawning, sitting on the top of the carriage, she was only fourteen years old, she was dark, short nose, thick lips, dark brown skin, covered with adolescent freckles acne The inheritance of Father Mohank’s appearance and the ordinary appearance of his parents are typical faces of the southern kingdom of Ellenth. It is not the kind of fair-skinned beauty she was expecting.

She followed her father’s caravan and continued to sell specialty goods from major cities and towns.

The Black Mist Forest was previously dared not to come by these ordinary people. There will be a lot of Warcraft and looting caravans in the forest, but now it is basically gone. I heard that they all called the great origin devil Medusa to go to the ancient times World.

This has led to the present potion land, which has lost many crises, and almost all have turned into a world of ordinary people.

"Not only the monsters, the monarch emperors of all generations, the characters in historical mythology, a lot of people have appeared alive, and many strong people have gone to the ancient world." Sheila looked forward, holding the book and looking at the sky.

The carriage drove for a distance and began to stop to rest and cook and fire. Several members picked up the ingredients and started cooking.

"Excuse me, can I process the ingredients here? I want to borrow some seasoning." A young man with dark hair and black eyes came out, carrying a huge black plant vine, still creeping.

"You, you, you..." Sheila turned her head, her voice trembling, her finger pointing at the young man, unable to control herself.

This man turned out from the deep forest of black mist.

That is the death zone!Death zone!!!

Although the Black Mist Forest has no Warcraft to move, it is still a dead zone!The immobile immobile still lives inside. I heard that there was a tier 4 professional team a while ago, and I entered the Black Mist Forest to collect treasures, but the people suddenly disappeared!That's a Tier 4 professional!!Remember the family of a bunch of professionals, crying so badly!

She looked again, and her face was completely green.

Oh my God!What is he holding?That is Mo Zhi?He was eating Mo Zhi!Is he a foodie!Eat everything!

That is part of the potion, part of the body of the great demon god, this man actually eaten it?Oh!You can eat potions raw and use them as ingredients. This is definitely not a human being. Isn’t it a legendary humanoid monster?

She shivered.

How can this thing be encountered by us, isn't it all calling the frontline?

The more she tried, the more she collapsed, her tongue gaped, her chest violently ups and downs, she was so panic that she couldn't speak, and she was terrified.

"My name is Messiah. I am a food traveler passing by. I love freedom and see the local customs. Children, can you borrow some seasonings and cook?" Xu Zhi looked at the little girl and was puzzled. When I was in Saiyan, I often ate. Has the time changed?

"what happened!"

At this time, some convoy members rushed in, and the lead seemed to be the little girl's father, bearded, holding a delicate silver short stick, and walked carefully.

"Dad! He's going to borrow seasonings and roast Mo Zhi Zhi to eat!" Sheila yelled completely.

After hearing the incident, Mohank was shocked, watching the young man's complexion change, and stopped a member of the team next to him, said in a deep voice: "Help this Mr. Messiah to roast."

Several men beside him quickly took the magic plant carefully and put it on the charcoal fire.

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