Thoughts are the most uncontrollable thing. Many intelligent people in the world are defeated by chaotic thoughts. Therefore, the most common thing that practitioners do is to meditate and keep thinking, in order to clear out all kinds of chaotic thoughts in their hearts. A Buddhist master once said: "The mind is like a mirror, and you must wipe it frequently and do not cause dust."

The state of no thoughts and no thoughts in the golden elephant is not that he has not entered, but his understanding is that he is dazed. He has once looked at the sky in a daze. When he woke up, it was already a day that had passed. This is that there is no thoughts and no thoughts. But he would not be able to find this feeling deliberately. This is the difference between practicing the method of visualization and not practicing the method of visualization.

Among the green mountains, the remaining flowers are almost withering, and only some flowers that have been dyed with pale white tones by the eclipse of time are still struggling on the branches. There is an azalea at the bottom of the valley, and a gray-haired old man is sitting under the flower tree. The old man closes his eyes and sits quietly, stretches out his hand, and points his fingers to the forehead of a small golden snake coiled in front of him.

After Huiyan drank that sound, Jin Xiangdi's chaotic thoughts swept away, as if someone had blew a breath on the dusty mirror and instantly blew away the dust on the mirror.

"No thoughts, no thoughts."

Jin Xiangdi knew nothing, at least he didn't know what Huiyan did after entering a state of no thoughts and no thoughts. He didn't think he was asleep or unconscious, but he really didn't know anything and saw nothing.

Huiyan pointed his fingertips on the golden snake's forehead, closed his eyes, sat in a dead state, motionless.

The light between heaven and earth gradually dimmed, and Huiyan and Jinxiang's body slowly became swallowed up by the darkness.

A little spiritual light rushed straight into the nine heavens and disappeared into the darkness.

The night was dark silently, there was no moon rising in the sky, no stars, only the wind rustled the trees. I don’t know how long it took, a little light suddenly shone in the quiet darkness, and the light was particularly eye-catching in the darkness and flashed in a flash. Despite this, it also illuminated a space in the darkness clearly.

An old man sat on the pale and white azaleas all over the ground, with a haggard body and an old face. However, at the moment when the light shone at his fingertips shone, a vast color flowed in his eyes.

This ball of light shone the thin body of the little golden snake in front of his fingertips, and the fine scales refracted the golden light.

Just as a little light shone out from Huiyan's fingertips, a mountain suddenly appeared in front of Jinxiangdi's eyes. The mountain was high and majestic, but bare, without any plants. Snowflakes were already accumulated above the mountain, and snowflakes were faintly fluttering.

"Isn't this a transverse bone that prevents me from transforming?" Jin Xiangdi retreated from that state of no thoughts and no thoughts. When he opened his eyes, he saw Huiyan who was getting older. Before, he had thought that no one in the world could be older than Huiyan. At this moment, he also believed that no one could be older than Huiyan now. For some reason, Jin Xiangdi felt that Huiyan's vitality was extremely weak, and the weak one was like the azalea that was about to wither on the branches. As long as the wind was a little stronger, it would pass away.

"Senior Brother, are you okay?" Jin Xiangdi was worried, but he could do nothing except say this.

This time Huiyan did not say that it was okay, but said, "Your spiritual platform has been opened."

Jin Xiangdi was attracted by his words and asked quickly: "Did you talk about that snow mountain?"

"Haha, it turns out that what you see is the snow mountain, that is the snow mountain." Huiyan said.

"But the snow mountain is the crossbone that prevents me from transforming!" Jin Xiangdi said quickly.

"What prevents you from transforming is indeed a transverse bone, which prevents the spiritual energy you absorb into your body and cannot form a circulation in the sky. But it is not a snow mountain, the snow mountain is imagined deep in your heart. Perhaps it is because you feel that the transverse bone is like a snow mountain blocking the flow of spiritual energy. Over time, a snow mountain is formed in your spiritual platform. I have already opened the spiritual platform for you, and from now on, you can visualize it." Huiyan said slowly, although his voice was old, it was also clear.

"Visualize?" Jin Xiangdi was confused and didn't know what to visualize.

"Visualize the snow-capped mountains to be able to calm your mind and retain your spirit."

"Is that just that?" Jin Xiangdi felt that it shouldn't be that simple.

"This is just visualization. Visualizing the snow mountain is no longer a snow mountain that blocks you, but your own snow mountain, which is your magic power, which can quickly refine your cross bones. When you transform, the snow mountain will turn from real to virtual, and then it is the spiritual sacrifice platform. The spiritual sacrifice platform is the first step to condense the magic image. In the Taoist sect, what they learned in addition to the Qi Refining Method is also visualization methods, but their visualization is any of the three pure and three meridians and twenty-one Dharma images." Huiyan explained to Jin Xiangdi: "It is important to refining Qi and breathing, but visualization cannot be relaxed at all."

Only then did Jin Xiangdi understand what he was visualizing. He knew that the visualization was the future Dharma image, so he naturally knew that it was important.

"Our Lingtai Sect is like any practice sect in the world. It has begun to visualize at the beginning of practice, but the true Dharma image must reach the realm of a real person before it can be concluded." Huiyan sat there quietly and said with his eyebrows down and his eyes quietly. The golden image had a feeling, and it felt like he was very urgent.

"Senior brother, don't say anything more. You can rest for a while. We will return to the master's sect after dawn." Huiyan said anxiously.

"Senior brother can't go back." Huiyan shook her head.

"Why?" Jin Xiangdi exclaimed. What he feared most since seeing Huiyan grow old was Huiyan saying this, but he finally said it today.

"Our Lingtai Sect only has one precept. If you attack a strong enemy outside the mountain, you must not lead it back to the mountain gate, nor can you claim to be a disciple of Lingtai Sect." Huiyan closed his eyes, as if he had no strength to open his eyes.

"How could this happen, how could this happen?" Jin Xiangdi was in a mess.

Huiyan continued: "The master is a place for quiet practice, not a shelter. If I attack a strong enemy, I will hide in the master. This will bring disaster to the master and his brothers and their practice. Therefore, when any disciple goes down the mountain, he will instruct you not to bring disaster back to the master no matter what you do outside." Jin Xiangdi listened, and felt that this was completely different from other sects. He heard Qingyi say that the biggest advantage of having a master is that if you attack a strong enemy outside, you can report to your master and hide back to the master's sect to take refuge, but the Lingtai Sect is exactly the opposite.

"Our Lingtai Sect is in Fangcun Mountain and in Xiniu Hezhou. There are still 79,000 miles away. You go."

"No, senior brother, let's go together, that Hua Qingyang will not chase after you again." Jin Xiangdi said anxiously, with a strong sadness and pleading in his voice. What is sad is that Huiyan is like a candle in the wind, and what is sad is that he has given up the idea of ​​survival.

"I came from my ignorance and went to the quietness. You should be happy. You don't have to be sad. You must remember to keep the spiritual platform quiet at all times. I was stabbed by Hua Qingyang more than one sword, and there was his sword intent in my body. The reason why he had not appeared yet was that he wanted me to escape back to the master's sect. Go, he is a proud person. As long as you don't appear by my side, he will not kill you. Even if he knows that you may go back to the master's sect, he will not chase you." Huiyan said.

Jin Xiangdi shook her head and couldn't speak.

"Go, go back to the master's sect, go back to Lingtai Sect, go back to Fangcun Mountain." After saying that, a ray of spiritual light disappeared into the forehead of Jinxiangdi. Jinxiangdi could not move, or his body was not controlled by his own thoughts. Huiyan heard in his ears: "There is still 79,000 miles away from this journey. You don't have magic. I will give you a body-protecting magic talisman. As long as you move forward carefully, you should be able to return to Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai." As he spoke, a talisman that looked like a starry sky appeared in his palm. There was a faint starlight shining in the talisman. It swung out and penetrated into Jinxiangdi's forehead. With another wave, Jinxiangdi's body was moving quickly outside the mountain, and soon it had reached the edge of the valley.

Jin Xiangdi was very anxious, but his body was not controlled by him. He thought that this must be the senior brother who cast a spell on him, just to make him leave. He shouted in his heart: "Senior brother, senior brother, let's go back together, you said you would go back to the master's sect together..." But he could not make any sound in his mouth.

Just as I first left the valley, I saw a person standing quietly not far away.

A white-clothed Taoist robe fluttered in the night wind, a white-shewn sword hung around her waist and shook, her hands hidden in the sleeves of the robe, her black hair was like night, her eyebrows were like swords, her lips were thin, her nose was straight, and her eyes were like a cold pond. It was Hua Qingyang, who was chasing Huiyan all the way and forced her to death step by step.
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