"Xiao Anzi?"

He shook An Bochen's arm gently, but An Bochen did not respond at all. Sima Jin thought to himself that something was wrong, thinking that it was Jiuchenjun who was sober that he forced Xiao Anzi to return to guard the Immortal Palace.

At this moment, Sima Jin saw a ball of wind flying down from a high place and sinking into An Bochen's right eye. An Bochen's body shook and his eyes regained their brilliance.

"You are...you are crazy! What are you doing if no one protectors leave their bodies?"

He looked at An Bochen in shock. Thinking that while he was napping, An Bochen actually wandered out of his body, Sima Jin couldn't help but feel scared.

"Nothing happened." An Bochen touched his nose and smiled: "I just left my body and didn't fly far away. Besides, Nanhuang only has witchcraft that threatens. With these three flying snakes, what's there to be afraid of?"

The flying snake is compatible with human nature. Although he can't understand human words, he can also feel An Bochen talking about them. At this time, he turned around from the clinging beam and "hissed" and spit out a letter to Sima Jin.

"Not Feiyuan? Then what are you doing when you leave your body?"

After looking at An Bochen, Sima Jin lowered his head and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

For some reason, after waking up, she felt that An Bochen had changed a little compared to the past. He used to be cautious and cautious in his work. If no one protects the law, he would not wander out of his body rashly, even if it was just near his body.

If Sima Jin hadn't been too familiar with An Bochen, she would have thought that An Bochen's body was occupied by Jiuchen again. She didn't know that An Bochen's change was indeed influenced by Jiuchen. In the immortal palace, An Bochen saw Jiuchen's reclusive, arrogant but not lacking indiscriminate appearance when he was young, and then followed Jiuchen's king in an endless manner. Although he was preparing to seize Jiuchen's soul, he was more or less infected. Guao had not learned it, but was infected with some freedom.

Perhaps even An Bochen himself did not notice this change. He would experience many things on the road of growth. When he met many people, changes would inevitably occur, but they were also an indispensable change.

"When your soul left your body to perform Taoism, I had this idea. If my spirit wandered out of my body, could I also cast magic?"

Sitting cross-legged, Amberchen smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Actually, I had an idea when I just broke through the ground level a few months ago."

"What do you think?" Sima Jin curled up his legs and looked up at An Bochen.

"About the physical body and soul body, the immortal path and the mortal world." An Bochen said quietly, with a distant look: "I have only been on the road for more than three years, but I have experienced many things. Some things make me disgusted with them, and I just want to get out of this dirty and corrupt world as soon as possible and pursue the legendary free and carefree immortal path. Some things make me linger and unable to bear to leave, and I just want to quietly enjoy the ordinary joy in this world."

"And what did you realize?" Sima Jin smiled faintly.

"I realized a lot. At first, I only felt that the mortal world is the mortal world, and the immortal way is the mortal world. I can only take one of them and cannot both. Later, I suddenly felt confused, but I felt that the fun of the mortal world and the pursuit of the mortal world may not be contradictory. The contradiction is only the human heart. If I can't see it openly, the mortal world and the mortal world are only in the line."

Listening to An Bochen's story, Sima Jin couldn't help but look at him a few more times, feeling happy and confused.

In just three years, Xiao Anzi seemed to have found his own Tao. Those who can say these words at the age of twentieth and realize such experiences are rare even in history, let alone in this world where monks only pursue strength but do not seek the heart of Tao. However, when Xiao Anzi suddenly became so deep, Sima Jin was a little uncomfortable.

"Later?" Sima Jin smiled and continued to act as the listener after dissipating his confusion.

"Later, it was that day that I broke through the ground and the shrinking talisman that had trapped me for three years finally melted. I ran out of Liujing, ran wildly in the wilderness of the suburbs of Beijing, and then stopped, wandering out of my body and feeling unprecedented freedom, but suddenly I found that even though I stepped on the earth and my body had not left this world, as long as my soul and body could fly out, the heart of Tao could fly across the world, feeling the fresh and unknown existences on the way of Tao."

As he said that, An Bochen paused a little: "So I wondered if I could practice the physical body and soul body at the same time, without distinguishing each other, but given different meanings, can such a method of practicing Taoism make me fulfill my wish, not only to escape from the mortal world, but also to pursue the path of immortality."

With a smile on his teeth, Sima Jin patted An Bochen on the shoulder: "After saying this, don't you just want to be an immortal in the world and a vulgar person among immortals?"

After Sima Jin summarized his long speech in one sentence, An Bochen looked embarrassed and smiled embarrassedly. His previous deep temperament was ruined again during Sima Jin's conversation and laughter.

The wind is long and cold. Even if the sun has risen to the middle of the sky and dispels the clouds and haze, the chills will not decrease in the high altitude.

The two sat side by side, silent for a moment.

"Xiao Anzi, do you know that there are two types of cultivators in this world, or two types of immortals." Sima Jin broke the silence.

“What two types?”

"One category focuses on the fame of the mortal world. Throughout history, this type of people occupy the vast majority. They cultivate the power of the body, the mysterious Taoist methods of the soul, and the more so, they pursue the path of immortality. However, all they do is for their selfish desires. Become the most admired by thousands of people in the world, the selfish desires that have been passed down through eternal hegemony and historic books, and the selfish desires of the beauties in the world... There are countless kinds of things. Their skills have reached the realm of the legendary immortals, but everything they do is no different from the kings, princes, generals and ministers in the world, fighting for fame and fortune, and are obsessed with desires. No matter how noble or mysterious the way they pursue, they cannot break free from the mortal world. Even if there are thousands of hills and valleys in their hearts, they have long been covered with endless dust and dirt."

Sima Jin said softly, and An Bochen nodded repeatedly.

He saw it when he gathered into a soul, and in the Huabiao of the Heavenly Palace, those immortals, gods and demons were either emperors or heroes, with high abilities and powerful killings, and their moral mystery was also very profound. However, what they really pursued was nothing more than what Hong Fu said. Rather than being immortals, they were bandits and robbers who were more powerful than mortals. The prosperous world of Taoism and Dharma tens of thousands of years ago was collapsed and subverted and broken because of their own selfish desires. After tens of thousands of years, they could no longer see the once immortal aura.

"There is another kind?"

Amberchen asked with a smile and looked at the girl who was close to her.

In fact, if Sima Jin didn't say it, he knew what kind of immortal this second kind was, but he liked to see Sima Jin speak seriously, sit upright, meticulously, and pour out the orchids, which had a unique touching charm. In short, An Bochen enjoyed it very much.

"This second type may be called a real immortal."

With a sneer, Sima Jin's eyes were long and far, and his delicate lips were curved in an arc, but seemed to be sarcastic: "These people were wholeheartedly chasing the path of immortality, completely obstructing all connections with the world, only seeking freedom and living with the world. They were able to leap into the clouds, fly without wings, or ride dragons on clouds, reach the heavens, or transform into birds and beasts soaring in the clouds, swim in the rivers and seas, and fly across famous mountains and rivers. Some immortals also feed on the vitality of heaven and earth, eat the elixir of Ganoderma lucidum, or go out of the world, but mortals cannot see that they are gods, or hide their bodies so that others cannot see them. Some elders have extraordinary bones on their faces, strange furs on their bodies, and they are lonely and do not interact with mortals."

Turning his face, Sima Jin looked at An Bochen and said in a narrow voice: "Although these immortals have an immortal lifespan and are free and free, they are too far away from human feelings and are completely isolated from the world, just like birds turning into toads, pheasants turning into mirages, they have lost their true nature and become a strange thing."

"Xiao Anzi, if you want to become an immortal, can you still want to become such an immortal?"

At first, An Bochen could still listen to Sima Jin's words with relish, but the more he went, the more shocked he became, and it was simply sensational.

"Hongfu, your statement is too exaggerated." An Bochen scratched his head and retorted.

"You have experienced so many experiences, many places that others have not been to, and many ancient experiences. Have you ever seen a real immortal, the kind of free and easy immortal I call it?"

Upon hearing this, An Bochen thought for a moment and vaguely realized that the "gods, immortals, demons" he had seen were the first type mentioned by Sima Jin. As for the second type, he had never seen those real immortals before.

"I haven't seen it before." An Bochen said so.

"That's it." Sima Jin smiled and said, "Because they have all become strange things and have lost their true nature. Immortals are both immortals and humans. Even people have been cultivated, where does the immortals come from?"

Seeing An Bochen's frown, Sima Jin restrained his face and said, "I said this not to scare you, nor to question your path. It's just that there are too few things in the world that can achieve the best of both worlds. If you accidentally get the bamboo basket, you will end up empty-handedly."

"What should you do in your opinion?" An Bochen calmed down and asked Sima Jin for advice.

Whenever An Bochen thought he could catch up with Sima Jin on the road, or surpass her, Sima Jin always made many amazing words, which made An Bochen amazed.

However, it is indeed an interesting thing to discuss with Hongfu, especially her serious look.

"It is not impossible for you to practice two paths with one mind. The body enjoys the joy of the mortal world, and the soul body chases the great way of immortals and gods. You only need to master the degree. Everything needs to be stopped in time. Too much is as bad as too much, and the mind of Tao is always free."

Sima Jin lifted away his long hair that was chaotic by the wind, smiled, and added: "Xiao Anzi, after you practice, don't become that strange thing."

"If you practice this path with me, you will certainly not."

Caught off guard, Sima Jin was slightly confused when he heard An Bochen's words, and a trace of bitterness flashed in his eyes, which was fleeting.
Chapter completed!