Tian Gang Chapter 167: Cult (2)
Having been in this circle for so long, I naturally understand what it means to follow your heart.
Tao is a word that cannot be explained.
It represents many things, but it cannot be simply embodied by a certain behavior or state. Therefore, most classics describe the word Tao in a very vague way.
The only thing we can understand is that Tao has its own trajectory, which maintains the normal operation of the entire world. Moreover, it is very intelligent.
When I thought about what my mother looked like, a pull from my blood automatically pointed me in the direction.
That direction gave me a very strong feeling, which was amazing.
My vision extended rapidly, the earth, the sky, and the blood of various animals quickly receded, and in just a short time, I found her.
It was a valley, very dark, and even in the jade pendant's field of vision, it still seemed gloomy.
Black is the biggest feature of this valley.
In the middle of the valley, there was a clear pool. The water was very strange, dazzlingly blue, as if there was a strong light under the pool.
A beautiful woman was standing by the pond.
She held a book in her hand, standing quietly like a virgin. Her otherworldly temperament made me dazed.
This is my mother, who is nearly fifty years old but still as young as a young girl.
Her face was calm, and she just stood by the pond, holding the book and looking down.
As my vision extended, I was still thinking about how to convey information and what kind of information to convey.
She seemed to have something in mind. She held the book in one hand and drew a circle with the other, and said softly: Chengtian, open...
A wave swayed from the circle, and the ripples expanded rapidly, covering the area where my vision extended. When the ripples passed my vision, I suddenly felt as if I was already standing there, not just seeing with my eyes.
It's you. She suddenly sent a message.
I was stunned. Has she seen me?
What do you want to see me for? Did he ask you to come? She continued to ask.
He? I was stunned for a moment, and instinctively opened my mouth to ask. No sound came out, but I knew strangely that she could hear everything I said.
This is really weird...
It turned out that it wasn't him. She still looked at the clear pond and asked again: Don't you have anything to say to me?
Her tone was very calm, like a spring breeze, but this kind of calmness was the most difficult for me to accept.
Why, after so many years of separation, you don't have any emotions towards me that a mother and son should have?
My heart felt like it was blocked by cement, and I was suffocated. But I still remembered the purpose of my coming here, so I said: The Taoist priest discovered a cult, and they were decorated with black pearls, which seemed to be their identity proof. This cult has captured many ordinary people and practitioners, and no one can find them and the victims. The Taoist priest said, you are the only one in the world who can figure it out, let me ask you.
Cult? He didn't seem like the kind of person who would care about these things. She continued to look at Qingtan, but chuckled: It was that little girl who forced you to ask, worthy of being... But you know how to choose the time.
Huh? I am a little confused by this sentence.
The nine heavens lead to the blue sky, and the underworld leads to the ninth heaven. Do you know what the blue sky and the underworld are? She asked.
Asking such a question at this time is too strange. I don't know how to answer it, nor do I know what the answer is. After being stunned for a while, I heard her laugh: It seems that he burned the classics very cleanly, and you don't understand anything.
Even though the person in front of me was my mother, I still felt very embarrassed when I heard these words. And amidst the embarrassment, I was even more angry.
If you teach me at home, does it matter whether there are classics or not? I spoke in a bad tone.
Anger is the source of human beings, but it is only directed at ordinary people. Basuo Chengtian, what we represent is heaven, what we do is heaven, and what we do is heaven. Your nature is still... Forget it, you won’t understand even if I tell you this. She looked at the clear pond in front of her, as if in a trance: The Blue Sky and the Yellow Spring, countless people think that the Blue Sky is heaven and the Yellow Spring is earth, so there are nine heavens of the Blue Sky and nine layers of the Yellow Spring. However, when the world was not created, there was no distinction between heaven and earth, so how could there be a distinction between the Blue Sky and the Yellow Spring. What the human eye sees is not heaven , and what the human body touches is not earth. The Blue Sky and the Yellow Spring were originally one, and there are really countless foolish words...
I watched her talking to herself without interrupting her because I was curious about what she would say in the end and why she was saying this to me.
Do you know what this Wangtan is? she asked again.
I looked at the blindingly blue water and shook my head subconsciously.
This is the Yellow Spring. She gave the answer.
You can find this place, it is destiny, prove that you should step into this place. This is the embodiment of the Eight Ropes, following the will of heaven. She continued: The so-called Blue Sky and Yellow Spring is a place in this world where the heaven and earth have not yet been opened. It is like a thread of connection between mountains and rivers, even if it is only a piece of mud and stone the size of a hair. Here you can evolve the heavenly principles and observe the trend of heaven and earth. It is also a place that the Eight Ropes often come to.
Do you know why the Eight-wire Clan exists? She asked again.
For this question, I could only continue to shake my head. Just like she said, I didn't understand anything.
What is Chengtian? It means to act on behalf of heaven. In ancient times, the imperial court had imperial envoys to travel around the world on behalf of the emperor. The Eight Suo lineage is also the same. So what we have to protect is this world. She suddenly laughed: This is what my father often said to me before, isn't it very unreal?
I was speechless and couldn't say anything. I could only ask her: So why are you telling me this...
In fact, what I was thinking in my heart was, is she going to teach me Taoism and let me inherit all this?
The reason I tell you this is that the Eight Ropes protect the heaven and earth. One palm determines the heaven and earth, not chickens, cats, fish, or dogs. She said.
I was stunned for a moment, but then I immediately understood what she meant.
You go back, I already know that lesson.
I was even more stunned. Just send me away like this?
Countless questions merged into a ball of anger. I couldn't help but shout: Why are you so cold to me? Since I am the descendant of Basuo, I am your son, why do you treat me like this?
These things, whether you know them or not, make no difference. In that case, why bother yourself with troubles, just go back...
I was stunned for a long time. She didn't urge me, but just looked at the sky and the underworld. For so long, she didn't even look at me. This attitude and this behavior are unbearable for everyone.
Although I don't have a bad temper, I simply cannot tolerate things like this.
But she's my mother, what can I say? I can't yell at her or throw punches at her.
Okay! I'm leaving! The thing I regret most in my life is meeting a mother like you!
This was the last thing I said to her, and then I began to withdraw my gaze.
Some people say that it rains because you are crying.
If that were the case, I think the world would have been flooded.
But my world has been flooded with tears.
Tears burst out from my eyes.
As a man, crying is a sign of weakness and incompetence. But for me at this moment, all the grievances and resentment in my heart can only be transformed into this slightly salty liquid.
I could only hold back my voice and let the tears flow from my eyes, through my nose, down my face, and drip down my chin.
The extension of vision is just a spiritual manifestation, not a physical entity.
So when I took off the jade pendant and held it tightly in my hand, all my tears dripped onto my clothes. They seeped through my clothes and were very hot...
I felt a slight movement in my pocket and I felt a tiny head trying to get closer to me.
But it was too weak to move.
At that moment, I could only sit on the ground, holding Jiao Ye in my pocket and crying.
At that moment, the only one who was with me was Mr. Jiao, who was in a deep sleep but could still feel the endless grief in my heart.
The inheritance of the Eight Ropes is not only a burden to me, but also a humiliation.
Because of it, I can't even be with my own mother.
Because of it, I feel like I have been abandoned by the whole world.
The head of Jiaoye moved slightly in my pocket, as if trying to keep sticking to me. If it were normal, it would extend its tongue and lick my face a few times.
But now, it is weaker than me.
I didn't dare to look at the way it was weak but trying to lean towards me. All I could do was hug it, put our heads together, and use my tears to express my extreme grief.
This is the second time I cried like a baby since I became an adult.
The first time was when my dad passed away.
I looked at him with regret, unwilling to even close my eyes.
As he said to me a few minutes before he died: Put on my clothes, I'm leaving.
At that moment, something in my heart seemed to collapse. That might be the dam that held back my tears.
But now, my mother is still alive, but I am crying like this because of her.
Is this a satire on me?
A complete crying session ended early because of a knock on the door.
Open the door! Open the door! I know you are in there! If you don’t open it in three seconds, I will kill you! The little beauty kicked the door and yelled outside.
Listening to her violent kicking of the door and the constant threats, I suddenly felt that this voice was so kind. At least, it was much kinder than my mother's voice to me.
Here it comes! I responded while wiping my tears with my clothes, patting my face and rubbing my eyes a few times, trying to make myself look more normal.
After doing all this, I went to open the door.
It took so long to open, what do you think...what's wrong with you? The little beauty stood outside the door, the expression on her face changed from anger to confusion , and even her tone changed three times.
Ah? It's okay. I just fell and poked my eye with my hand. It hurts so much! I rubbed my eyes and moved my face closer to her: "Do you think it's red? Can you rub it for me?"
Go to hell! She responded instinctively, but then asked doubtfully: Are you really okay?
Of course I'm fine. If you don't believe me, can you help me check my body? I said.
You bastard! Do you want to die? She came up and kicked him.
Although the kick was still very fast, it didn't hurt that much. I knew she saw something, but she could only pretend that nothing happened.
She looked at me suspiciously for a long time, which made me feel a little creepy. I couldn't help but change the subject: What do you want from me? You look so lustful, what do you want? I won't resist!
Go to hell! She pounced on him with her teeth bared.
Sometimes bad people can become good people, and good people can become bad people, just like water protects fish and shrimps, but can drown humans. Our own dual nature means we are destined not to meet the same people.
