Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 441: Qiao Family Town
Only this wonderful technique, the gods may tell people, the mind suddenly realizes that the way of heaven is endless, and it is often passed on to the wise
What is this? Mantra or method?
The sky does not love the way, the earth does not love treasures, how dare I keep it to myself. By passing on the "Dongzhen Sutra", I embody the heart of the Supreme, so that everyone can achieve the Tao and return to the truth
"Dongzhen Sutra"? This is a scripture, the whole text is the great truth, telling the different perceptions of each different level in cultivation.
This is called the gods may tell people, the mind suddenly realizes. Practitioners must memorize it in their hearts and experience it repeatedly. It is said that if you think about it, think about it again, and think about it again, ghosts and gods will make it clear. It is not the power of ghosts and gods, but the extreme sincerity
The meaning of the sutra is so ethereal and profound that this "Dongzhen Sutra" makes people confused for a while. And the treasure of Xuantian Palace, how can it be an ordinary thing? Whether it is or not, it is stored in the depths of the sea of consciousness, and it will not be lost or forgotten.
Slow! Different perceptions at different levels?
Lin Yi, with his eyes closed, suddenly frowned and read the scriptures carefully. In the early stage of cultivation, the cultivators practiced refining essence into qi, refining qi into spirit, and refining spirit into emptiness. The "Dongzhen Sutra" divides immortal arts and cultivation into three levels: upper, middle and lower. The lower level is to use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to support fetal breathing to practice the work of refining qi into spirit, which is divided into three steps: transformation of spirit, refining emptiness and fusion; the middle level is the four realms of Brahma, and the upper level is the three realms of Dongtian; and then, there is a vague mention of a Luotian realm, which is beyond the scope of the three levels of immortal arts. And this scripture is signed with a "Kui" at the end, and its meaning is unknown.
Gods may tell people, and the soul suddenly realizes the way of nature, and it will come naturally. Think about it, think about it, and think about it again.
The shade of the willows has gone, and dusk has fallen. Lin Yi still closed his eyes, as if he was sleeping. Only the corners of his mouth moved slightly, as if he was mumbling something, just like a dream. It was not until Qiao Mutou turned around that he suddenly opened his eyes, and his confused look became a little clearer.
After dinner, Lin Yi chatted with Lao Qiao and his son for a while, and then borrowed a straw mat with Mutou to sleep by the pond on the pretext of the early autumn heat.
It was the weather in early August, with a new moon hanging high in the sky, the night breeze was refreshing, insects chirped around the pond, and fireflies flashed from time to time, full of life.
Two people of similar age sat on a straw mat. Mutou was in high spirits and talked constantly. Lin Yi smiled and agreed from time to time, but his expression was thoughtful.
Xuantian Sect would definitely not give up, and Heishan Sect would also add insult to injury. At this time, Guiling Valley might have become a dangerous place. At least, there was no way back now. Otherwise, I am afraid that he would be hunted down before reaching Zhengyang Sect.
How will the Zhengyang Sect treat him? I don't know. In the Xuantian Realm, Yan Qi's uncharacteristic behavior at the last moment made his temperament unpredictable, and it also made people unable to guess his thoughts. If the Zhengyang Sect and the Xuantian Sect really come together, I am afraid that I will have no place to stand in Daxia!
After pondering for a long time, I know a little about the "Dongzhen Sutra". This scripture is not very useful for people with low cultivation. On the contrary, the higher the cultivation, the more benefits will be gained from it. The key points in the scriptures are of extraordinary significance to those old guys who have no hope of Nascent Soul. Maybe with some understanding, their cultivation will be further improved.
However, if I hand over the "Dongzhen Sutra", I can find a lifetime of comfort in the Zhengyang Sect? If so, it is better to send it to the Xuantian Sect, or make it public. But Yu Xingzi and Gongye Ping still can't let me go. In the end, whether I can exchange my life for handing over everything on my body is still unknown! In their view, everything on him was stolen from his Xuantian Sect.
A man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure! Nothing is worse than this!
If one's cultivation is low, there is no place for reasoning. "When I am not trapped by the immortal gate and can travel across Daxia, the three dragon hairpins will be combined into one." When refining the dragon hairpin, Lan Qi'er hinted to herself in this way. Whether it is encouragement or showing affection, it just shows a truth, that is, to speak with cultivation and fists.
Suddenly, Lin Yi thought of the Immortal Peak and the Wu Daozi who poked the sky with his finger in front of the Taoist temple. When there is no place to reason, one can only use his fists and his steel knife.
One is a vulgar and down-and-out person, and the other is a fairy from the Supreme Immortal Gate. What they said when they were helpless was so consistent.
All along, I have kept in mind the teachings of my master, and kept my original heart and acted naturally. But I forgot, what should I do when my original heart is covered with dust! Only when the heart is not stained with dust can it be natural and unburdened.
The great way is simple, true, and also vulgar! If you are always deliberate, isn't it a loss of self?
Now that things have come to this, it is better to avoid the world of immortal cultivation! Now, with a changed appearance and hidden spiritual power, I will hide in the mortal world for the time being and wait and see!
Early the next morning, Lin Yi said goodbye to the old Qiao couple and hurriedly set off along the country path with Mu Tou.
The two walked to the neighboring village and met a man waiting at the entrance of the village. He was a strong man in his thirties or forties, born with a strong body. From a distance, he stroked his beard and laughed. This man was the master in Mu Tou's mouth, named Qiao Shan, and he was the escort of the escort agency in the town. This time, he had something to go home, so he took Mu Tou with him to find a job for his apprentice to eat.
Judging people by appearance is a common practice. If he transforms into a wretched middle-aged man again, he may not attract attention. Therefore, Lin Yi changed his appearance according to Yuan Feng's appearance this time, and he looked much better than before. What's more, those two junior nephews were originally of first-rate looks.
When washing up in the morning, Lin Yi simply removed his Taoist bun and tied up an ordinary bun with a dragon-head hairpin. At this time, he looked like a handsome scholar, which made Mu Tou's master quite fond of him.
Qiao Shan was a man of the world, generous and talkative by nature. After the three of them set out again, he talked to Lin Yi about some of the things he had seen and heard recently. Twenty miles away, they arrived at Qiaojia Town.
This is a small town by the water, with streets running parallel to the river, and trees and houses lined up in rows. After crossing the bridge and the alley, it is the Qiao family's escort agency.
When they arrived at the place, Lin Yi took the opportunity to say goodbye. Qiao Shan had something to do and couldn't keep him, so he said that he would escort the county town in two days, and they could go together then. He regarded the other party as a real student, and the latter smiled and bowed goodbye without comment.
After Lin Yi parted with Qiao Shan and his apprentice, he strolled around the town alone. He found a ready-made clothing shop, changed his gray robe into a blue shirt, and bought a jade hairpin on the roadside to replace the dragon-head hairpin. Then he went to the Qiao Family Inn at the corner of the street and asked for an upper room to stay.
The upper room of Qiao Family Inn is on the second floor, facing the street by the window. It has a couch, table, stool, and table. It is clean and refreshing. After telling the waiter, Lin Yi closed the door tightly and sat on the couch.
Before closing his eyes to regulate his breath, Lin Yi shook his head gently, took out the purple gold gourd and drank a sip of wine. For so long, he has been acting like a cultivator, sitting and lying down, and it has become a habit. And it is obviously inappropriate to sit in meditation in the middle of the day in the busy city.
Whether to find another desolate and deserted place to hide, or to use the hustle and bustle of the world to conceal his identity, Lin Yi thought for a long time. The best place is the underground spiritual vein near Guiling Valley, but at this time, he dared not fly with a sword. Besides, it is still tens of thousands of miles away. You can't just hide, at least you have to know a little about the movements of the immortal gate. Therefore, hiding in the mortal world is a way.
Having come here, after changing his appearance, he Lin Yi is a mortal, so there is no need to hide anything deliberately. As the saying goes, small seclusion in the mountains and forests, and great seclusion in the city?
Lin Yi curled his lips helplessly, took the wine gourd to the window, and looked into the distance with a glass of wine.
Perhaps because of the crisscrossing rivers, boats are constantly coming and going, and Qiaojia Town is a lively place. In the divine consciousness, there are no monks among the one or two hundred households and pedestrians on the street. This is a real mortal town.
Facing the window is a stone arch bridge, and several people are coming towards them, all dressed in exquisite clothes and graceful. Walking in the middle was an old man with a gray beard, supported by a maid, looking around with interest. There were two young people, a man and a woman, accompanying him, and they looked very intimate. Behind them followed a middle-aged man who looked like a servant.