This is what Que Shenzi calls the dilemma of adhering to the truth and crossing the truth...

Ning Fan sighed slightly. If his path was not one of persistence, he would not have to cling to his heart. He could abandon the path and practice other paths without damaging his heart.

It's a pity that Zulong Zhuli can switch to other avenues as if no one else is around, but he can't...because he is Ning Fan, because he is a practicing monk...

Perhaps, the cultivator will be the most unlikely cultivator in the world...

Ning Fan looked at the turbulent river and suddenly had a clear understanding in his heart.

Crossing the real and crossing the real, on the surface, is crossing the real and illusory river. Maybe it is to persuade the monks to let go of their attachments and walk on the real bridge paved by the Immortal Emperor...

Let go of emptiness, let go of emptiness. You still have to give up, you still have to be empty. Only by letting go of the obsessions in your heart and emptying your heart can you achieve success in cultivation...

Broken thoughts, broken thoughts, only by breaking away obsessions can we cultivate Taoism...

In the Three Realms of True Immortality, you have to overcome the true thoughts, empty thoughts and empty thoughts. To put it bluntly, you just have to keep giving up your obsessions to achieve the so-called Tao Zhen...

If we let go of the attachments in our hearts, will the true power we gain still be real?

"What is true?"

"Are the hundreds of thousands of real bridges on the illusory river real? Aren't the persistence in my heart real..."

"Is there any truth in this world..."

Ning Fan once again asked, and this question once again caused the flow of the True Illusion River to flow backwards!

The reverse flow of the river contains a determination to trace back to the source of one's own water and to find out why one exists!

Ning Fan's heart seems to be infected by the river flowing back. He must learn from the river flowing back and cultivate his own truth!

"These one hundred and eight thousand real bridges are the ones established by the Immortal Emperor, not mine!"

"My truth is only persistence. If I give up my persistence, even if I transcend truth, I will definitely not be able to cultivate the true truth!"

"This is a real illusory river. I must cross it. I will not walk on the real bridge paved by anyone for me. I will build a real bridge with the persistence in my heart!"

"Whether there is truth in heaven and earth has nothing to do with me. I have truth in my heart, and that is enough!"

Ning Fan took a deep breath and looked resolutely.

If other people encounter this kind of dilemma, they will definitely be shaken and suffer.

If other Taoist cultivators were unable to cross the truth, they might give up practicing Taoism...but Ning Fan would not!

There has always been a paranoia in Ning Fan's personality.

I know clearly that I cannot do it, but I still want to do it. Even though there are thousands of people, I will go!

He will not give up crossing the truth, nor will he give up holding the Tao... He will build a holding bridge on the True Illusion River!

Except for the Immortal Emperor, no one has ever been able to build a real bridge on the Zhenhuan River. If Ning Fan built a bridge, he would probably fail, but he had to give it a try!

How can you be willing to give up easily?

"In Zhu Gong's memory, when Zulong Zhuli built the Zhen Bridge, he divided the entire bridge-building plan into three steps. The first step was to sacrifice the blood of hundreds of millions of demon clan's remnant souls to the Zhen River, use the remnant souls to gather the phantom mist, and

The phantom mist shapes the stone bridge. If the stone bridge is completed, the first step is completed, but this stone bridge is still not a real bridge. If you want to build a real bridge, you need to complete the second step, peeling off the magic in the stone bridge.

Only the truth remains, and when all illusions are gone, the stone bridge will become a real bridge; the third step is to step on the real bridge and cross the real river..."

"Zu Long Zhuli failed to build a real bridge. He failed in the second step. At that time, he successfully built a stone bridge, but the stone bridge was not a real bridge and could not cross the real bridge... He tried to complete the second step.

Step by step, the stone bridge turned into a real bridge, but it was unable to completely strip away the illusion of Taoism, so I had no choice but to give up..."

"Although Zulong Zhuli failed to build a bridge, his three steps of building a bridge can be used as a reference for me."

"The first step is to build a stone bridge on the Zhenhuan River. To build a stone bridge, we need to sacrifice hundreds of millions of remnant souls..."

Ning Fan glanced at the candle bow in his hand and smiled slightly. The soul search was over, and the bow spirit had withdrawn from the human body and transformed back into the bow body.

From the candle bow and bow spirit, he sensed the power of the remaining souls of a billion true dragons and dragon demons, which had been crystallized by the bow spirit...

These remnant souls were originally sacrificed by the True Dragon Clan to the Zhugong Bow Spirit, with the purpose of warming up the Bow Spirit body, but now they can be used to build bridges!

At this moment, Bow Ling was desperately trying to break the seal in his body, daydreaming about breaking the seal and escaping.

While Ning Fan was searching for his soul, the seal in Gong Ling's body weakened and five layers of seals were broken in succession.

While Ning Fan was pondering, Bow Spirit broke two more layers of seals one after another, leaving only the last three layers of seals in his body!

"Hehe! Stupid junior! You would never have thought in your dreams that I taught you the spirit-reverse technique just to escape!"

"There are only three layers of the seal left. In just half an hour, I can completely break through the seal and escape from this place! Once the seal is broken through, with the strength of my spiritual body, even if this evil star can defeat the East Demon Ancestor's Heaven-fixing Technique,

, don’t even think about stopping me again!”

"Hey, counting the time, I have been sealed by this evil star for fifty years. I really miss the Ancestral Soul Pond! I think back then, when I lived in the Ancestral Dragon Pond, real dragon monks would capture human female nuns every day.

.Put it into the ancestral soul pool for me to have fun with... Hehe, I haven't touched a woman in fifty years. This time I escape back to the north, I must let Du Longzi send some stunning beauties. Enjoy it!"

"I'm afraid there is no magic weapon spirit in this world who can live as carefree and happily as me! Drunk and lying on the knees of beautiful women, waking up and shooting human rights... Lonely as snow, my life is really as lonely as snow!

"

"There are only three layers of seals left, hehe! Beauties, I will be back soon!"

Gong Ling was smiling obscenely when he was suddenly dumbfounded. He almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

But when he saw that there were only three layers of the seal left, Ning Fan waved his hand lightly and strengthened the seal again.

The reinforced seal has a total of 108 layers! It is so strong that it is inhumane!

In the past, there were only ten layers of seals that could not be broken by bows and spirits. Only by weakening the seals through the counter-spiritual technique, could there be some possibility of breaking the seals...

Now that there are 108 layers of seals, no matter how much Ning Fan uses the counter-spiritual technique on Bow Spirit, no matter how hard he weakens the seal, Bow Spirit will not be able to take the opportunity to break the seal...

"One hundred and eight layers of seals...No!!!"

"Evil star! You despicable and shameless evil star. You go too far! I am about to break the seal, but you strengthen the seal! Shameless, shameless!"

Gong Ling's cry of grief and anger echoed in Ning Fan's heart for a long time.

Naturally, Ning Fan had no intention of paying attention to Gong Ling's grief and indignation. He looked coldly, grabbed it with his backhand, and directly activated his magical power to pull out a blood-red remnant soul crystal from Gong Lingling's body.

It was the soul power crystal condensed by Bow Spirit with one billion dragon souls, used to warm and nourish the spirit body. Now this soul power crystal belongs to Ning Fan.

Seeing that Ning Fan not only strengthened the seal restriction, but also took away the soul power crystal that nourished his spiritual body. Gong Ling became even more sad and angry, and cursed directly in Ning Fan's mind.

"If you scold me again, Ning will directly refine your treasure and destroy your bow spirit! I think you can refine a good bow!"

Ning Fan's words fell silent. A hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

In this Gong Gong Ling's memory, there is memory about the key, which has some uses for Ning Fan, and can be left temporarily without killing him.

But if this bow spirit is really ignorant, Ning Fan will not be polite to it. He will just kill the bow spirit without giving up the key information.

Sensing Ning Fan's unabashed murderous intent, Gong Ling shuddered for no reason. Although he was sad and angry, he did not dare to curse anymore.

"seal up!"

Seeing Gong Ling's understanding, Ning Fan stopped talking nonsense with Gong Ling, temporarily sealed it, and threw it back to the Xuanyin world. He decided to build a bridge to cross the truth first, and then pry out the key information from Gong Ling's mouth.

Holding the remnant soul crystal, Ning Fan looked at the turbulent river in front of him and made a determined gaze.

The water flowing backwards in the True Illusion River has returned to its original state and flows eastward again.

Ning Fan crossed his legs by the Zhenhuan River, waved his hand and raised the remaining soul crystal in his hand, made a secret with his fingers, and muttered something in his mouth.

Blood-red dragon souls flew out from the residual soul crystal in confusion, and connected end to end above the True Illusion River, forming an illusory blood-red soul bridge.

As Ning Fan bent his palm, the mist of the avenue above the illusory river immediately merged towards the Soul Bridge. The illusory Soul Bridge gradually turned into a blood-red stone bridge. As time passed, the blood-red color gradually turned into cyan.

Half a day later, a bluestone bridge with the faint sound of dragon roars was built over the Zhenhuan River!

At the moment when the bluestone bridge was formed, the river demon hiding at the bottom of the Zhenhuan River immediately showed a solemn look.

"This kid actually wants to form a real bridge over the real river, and has already formed a stone bridge...Does he want to break the law of crossing the truth between heaven and earth..."

No one has ever been able to build a real bridge over a real river, not because of lack of magical power, but because the laws of heaven and earth do not allow it...

This way of heaven is the way of heaven founded by the Immortal Emperor, and this law was established by the Immortal Emperor himself.

No one can go against the will of the Immortal Emperor and build a real bridge on the real river. The river demon does not think that Ning Fan has the ability to go against the will of the Immortal Emperor.

"Since I took over the Zhenhuan River, I have seen a total of 47,941 monks trying to build a bridge on the Zhenhe River, but all failed without exception..."

"No one can resist the will of the Immortal Emperor... No one can build a real bridge on the True Illusion River..."

"This son can physically enter the heavenly realm, and can make the real and illusory river flow backward twice, which is enough to show that this person is extraordinary. In the dream world, only forty-seven people can do this kind of thing, and this son is the forty-eighth

No doubt about it!"

"But it's a pity that this man's way is actually persistence. There is no bridge on the real river...His attempt to build a bridge will fail in the end... Unless this man gives up his way, he will never be able to do anything in this life.

Watanabe..."

"To cross the truth, to cross the truth, the word "cross" originally has the meaning of giving up obsession. Only by giving up the south bank can we reach the north bank. If there is gain, there will be loss, and only by giving up can there be gain. This is the way...

"

The river demon sighed slightly, shook his head, and said no more.

Although Ning Fan used billions of dragon souls to build the stone bridge, the river demon did not believe that Ning Fan had the ability to strip away the illusion of Taoism in the stone bridge and create a real bridge.
To be continued...