Mo He remembers that there is a well-known saying among Taoist works in his previous life, which is called "If you hear the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening"!

What is Tao? Every practitioner may have his own different understandings. No one can give a standard answer. Tao can refer to many things. No matter how you understand it, you cannot use right or wrong to make a conclusion.

Looking at the elder in the Yin God realm with the satisfied smile on his body, Mo He was willing to believe that at the end of his life, he had attained enlightenment, and that satisfaction of fulfilling his wish was the Tao he pursued.

After the elder of the Lingchuan Sect sat in the process of transformation, the disciples of the Lingchuan Sect by the river stepped forward and put away the elder's body, then put away the big ship, and then left the river.

When people around saw that there was no excitement to watch, they all left one after another. Many people were discussing what kind of power the new magic weapon-level ship had. Some people lamented that the elder in the Yin God realm had practiced for hundreds of years, and once his life ended, his cultivation was dispersed, and he eventually ended up being reincarnated.

However, being able to reincarnate is already very good for practitioners. Most practitioners, especially casual cultivators, encounter unexpected problems one day and wait for their fate, may be that both body and spirit are destroyed, and there is no chance of reincarnation at all.

That night, Mo He did not leave the city and went to the other side of the river. Because of the death of the elder of the Lingchuan Sect, the ships traveling to and from both sides of the river will not be sent out today and tomorrow to show respect for him. Even the other sect on the other side that competes with the Lingchuan Sect.

After a night passed, Mo He was in the hotel in the city and was tasting the fish in Cangzhou again, but unexpectedly heard a message from the hotel clerk.

"Yesterday, Elder He from Lingchuan Sect sat in the process of transformation. As a result, this morning, a master flew over from the river brought news that Elder Zhao from Xuanchuan Sect opposite, who knew Elder He had sat in the process of transformation last night. Alas, it is said that these two elders have been tit-for-tat with each other for hundreds of years, and they were completely dissatisfied with each other on the production ships. Unexpectedly, they appreciate each other, one left, and the other left with it!" After the guy finished speaking, he took a jade coin handed to him by Mo He, and then left with joy.

Looking at the departure of the guy, Mo He felt a little moved. Unexpectedly, he just asked the guy to introduce some of the situation in Yingjiang Mansion to him, but after learning such news, he also felt a lot of feelings.

Coupled with the satisfied smile on the face of the elder's body yesterday, Mo He seemed to have some enlightenment and sat in his seat, his consciousness sinking into the visualization diagram and turning into a towering tree again.

But this time, Mo He did not have much desire to grow, but relaxed his branches and leaves very leisurely, looking at the environment where he grew up, the monotonous and boundless waters, and the top of his head, only a few starlights were left, which seemed to become interesting at this time.

He could feel the gurgling water washing his tree trunk. Under his root system, it seemed like nothingness. No matter how deep it was, it seemed that it could not touch the bottom.

Mo He didn't force himself, letting his roots grow freely. No matter what he explored, it was a surprise for him. He didn't need to rush to grow higher. He touched the blue sky at a high place, just leisurely enjoying the tranquility of the moment and immersing in this tranquility.

There was no intention to grow, but Mo He's body shape was still growing slowly, and new leaves were drawn from the branches, making him look more vibrant.

I don’t know how long it took, Mo He’s consciousness got rid of the visualization again and came back to his senses. He was still sitting at the table in the hotel. The guy who left could still hear his footsteps, and everything was just a moment.

However, in this moment, Mo He's soul grew a little stronger. Although there was still a gap between being able to impact the Yin God realm, it also pushed its cultivation forward a lot again.

"Tao, Tao can be told, it is very Tao!" Mo He remembered the first sentence in the classic classics of the past life, and this sentence flashed through his heart, and then a smile appeared on his face.

As his cultivation level continued to improve, his understanding of Tao became increasingly profound, and his treasures in his previous life gradually dug out some of them.

It’s a pity that in his previous life, scientific concepts had long been deeply rooted in people’s hearts. Everyone just looked at the wisdom of the ancients as thoughts and philosophy. Mo He had not read many Taoist classics in his previous life, and he only remembered the words that almost everyone was familiar with.

After tasting the fish in the restaurant, Mo He found that the chef in Yingjiang Mansion did not seem to be as good as the chefs in the restaurant in Wancang Mansion. Although the things they made were quite delicious, they were still a little worse.

After dinner, Mo He was about to leave and was about to walk out of the hotel, the three monks coming in came in slightly paused Mo He.

These three people, two monks in the Yin God realm, and one physical cultivation. They were the ones who had chased Yuan Kun before. The three of them entered the hotel and chatted and laughed while walking, and seemed to be in a very good mood.

"...It's really awesome to kill this thief with his hands. I really don't know how to thank the two fellow Taoists!"

"It's just a little trivial matter. That person is plagued by disaster. You can tell at a glance that he is not a good person. You don't have to be polite with fellow Taoists!"

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When they passed each other, Mo He heard the conversation of the three people. From the content, it can be roughly judged that Taoist Master Yuan was unable to escape and died at the hands of the three people.

Walking out of the hotel, Mo He looked back, then shook his head in his heart, ignoring this matter.

In a blink of an eye, another day passed. The big ships that could travel between the two banks on the Wanjiang River began to pass again. Mohe arrived at the riverside, took a big ship, and headed across the river.

I have seen the cross-river bridge before, and now I have experienced this big ship that can travel between the two sides of the river. Mo He has experienced both ways to cross the river.

Standing on a large ship, Mo He looked at the river water under the ship and could clearly feel the bumpy feeling coming from the hull.

The feeling was not stable at all when crossing the river through a big ship. The water demon kept hitting the bottom of the ship. Although I knew that under normal circumstances, it would still not feel very good to Mo He. If a powerful water demon came from the upstream and could shake the big ship, I am afraid that the people on this ship would eventually be buried in the demon's mouth.

When the ship finally arrived at the opposite shore, Mo He got off the boat with the crowd. When he got off the boat, Mo He glanced at the bottom of the boat, but found that the monks who were operating the boat were busy around the bottom of the boat.

With his spiritual sense, Mo He suddenly raised his eyebrows because he found that at the bottom of the big ship, there were actually some sharp thorns with barbs on them. At this moment, many water monsters were hooked on these barbs.

These water monsters are tenacious in vitality and are hooked by barbs, but they are almost never dead and are captured alive by the monks on the ship.

After glanced at it, Mo He continued to walk forward. This was not very strange, but just some additional income from the monks who were manipulating the ship.

When he arrived at the Fucheng on the other side of the river, Mo He also went in and found that there was not much difference between the Fucheng on the opposite side of the river and there was nothing more eye-catching. Mo He left the Fucheng and continued on his way back.

The next bordering city on Yingjiang Fujiang is called Fenjiang Fu. Because within this city, there are three tributaries of Wanjiang River. One of them is very small and is made of manual digging. It only flows in the territory to solve the problems of irrigation by the people in the territory. The remaining two tributaries eventually flow through Cangzhou and reach other prefectures.

It took Mohe another day to get from Yingjiang Mansion on this side of the river to Fenjiang Mansion, and there was basically no stop on the road.

Arriving in Yingjiang Prefecture, starting from here, we will all the way to the junction of Bianjiang Prefecture and Wancang Prefecture, which is the cross-river bridge. The road afterwards is to return along the road when Mohe came.

"We're finally here!" Sitting on the road to Fenjiang Mansion, Mo He thought to himself that after arriving here, at his own speed, he could almost return to Zi'an County in about ten days.

Mo He didn't feel any urgency on the way back before, but after he got here, he didn't realize it and felt like he was home.

It was still a little far from the city of Fenjiang Prefecture, and Mo He first saw the first tributary of Wanjiang Prefecture in Fenjiang Prefecture. The width of this tributary was much worse than that of Yuhe, but such a tributary also attracted many casual cultivators to hunt monsters here.

After seeing the monster hunting in Wancang Mansion, Mo He was not very interested in the monster hunting here. He took out the boat magic weapon he bought before leaving Yingjiang Mansion and crossed the river and left directly.

Continue to move forward. On the roadside ahead, Mo He suddenly saw a small figure. He looked about eight or nine years old and was walking towards him step by step, with very slow steps.

The clothes on his body were dirty and could no longer see what they were like. The sleeves on his left were empty, as if they had lost their arms.

Looking at this small figure, Mo He felt very familiar, so he slowly approached him. When he was about ten meters closer to him, Mo He finally recognized the figure.

"Worry-free!"

This child, who is about eight or nine years old, is Master Yuan’s disciple Wuyou.

When he heard Mo He call out his name, Wuyou, who was walking hard, also looked up at Mo He. Mo He frowned, walked to his side a few steps, and asked, "Why are you here, how come you are like this?"

Hearing Mo He's words, Wuyou looked up at him, as if he recognized Mo He, and there was a slight fluctuation in his eyes. Then a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he said to Mo He in a very weak voice: "I can laugh!"
Chapter completed!