Cultivation is a matter of life, and only the change of the soul and character is the fundamental way to perfection. Practitioners must change circumstances, practice self-cultivation, self-realize, and realize their potential in the world of Daqian.
God's heart goes smoothly.
At this point, Li Xuan had already glimpsed the occurrence and extension of everything, so it was only one step away from achieving true immortality and becoming a god.
During this period, since this will "clone" has grown and become independent and has taken root in the world in the Kingdom of God, it is very necessary to "follow the rules" and "search for the source".
In other words, in this situation, it is crucial to find the past of this clone and create a 'past life' for this clone of yourself to perfect everything.
If an extra person suddenly becomes a witness, then this person's past is completely blank, which is a kind of shortcoming. It is like a building that did not exist originally, and suddenly the superstructure appears from mid-air, and
It is still very solid, as if it exists by itself. Although it is impossible, this is a fact and it exists, so the gap below it must still be filled.
At this point, all that was missing was time and heat, so at this moment, Li Xuan disappeared, truly disappeared.
Searching for the origin is to truly recover everything that happened before leaving the mountain. This has nothing to do with time and space, because for Li Xuan, time and space have no absolute meaning.
After all, he himself is still the Lord of the Kingdom of God. Under the laws of destiny, time and space, it is not difficult for him to exploit the loopholes of his own magic weapon.
Therefore, the moment it disappeared, the way of heaven was distorted and time changed.
Living in this world is like a stranger passing through life, a sojourner on a journey against his will.
Once the deadline comes, everything stops.
How can there be any enlightenment that comes out of thin air?
However, the price of understanding like 'Li Xuan' seems to be too high... He sighed: "Although life lasts for a hundred years, life and death are unpredictable. Yesterday there were horses walking on the streets, but today there are corpses in the coffins... about half an hour
Finally, two people walked slowly on the mountain road behind the hill. As they got closer, they turned out to be two Taoist priests, an old one and a young one.
"Hey! Master, look there seems to be someone over there..." "Well, let's go over and have a look..."
"Master, this man seems to still have breath." The young Taoist priest probed 'Li Xuan's' nose with his hand, turned around and said to the old Taoist.
"Oh! Let me take a look." The old Taoist said, squatting down and gently grabbing a bloody wrist, frowning, and then said after half a minute: "I have traveled half the country, but I didn't expect this person to be here! It's really true.
No matter how hard you try, you can't find anything! Huh? There is actually a small circulation in this person's body, hmm! That would be much easier to handle... Take him back to the Taoist temple and save someone's life. The merits of you and me are not small."
This is a little-known Taoist temple deep in the Yangshou Mountains in Lingnan. It is surrounded by mountains and a dense forest. It is boundless and green everywhere you look. A mountain wind blows through, and you can see the most green tree waves.
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In front of the Taoist temple, a few white clouds drifted across the sky, the breeze blew, the old pines cast huge shadows, and the tall cypresses left endless desolation.
I don’t know how many eras of Guanyu are scattered among the pines and ancient cypresses. There are dots of trees in the shade, and bursts of faint sandalwood are floating in them. It makes people feel refreshed. Looking from the outside, there is a sign on the Guanyu: "Purple Sun".
The three words "view".
Because this place is located in a deep mountain, traffic is congested, inaccessible, and the incense is not popular. Therefore, there are only a few people in the temple, including only a few dozen Taoist priests.
In Ziyang Temple, there is a crutch lying sideways next to a stone table. 'Li Xuan' is wearing a gray Taoist robe, holding a book with yellowed pages in both hands and looking attentively. The morning sunlight shines through the forest shade.
There were spots around him under the wine, and you could vaguely see several auspicious seal characters of "Huang Ting Annotations" on the cover of the book. However, his originally tall and strong body had lost a lot of weight at this time, and his whole person had an indescribable vicissitude.
and desolate.
This 'Li Xuan' is no longer the same Li Xuan. It can only be said that it is the 'past' past of the Li Xuan who was one step away from enlightenment. Fortunately, time and space have not changed, but obviously, that Li Xuan has already
I got through the loophole and everything worked out.
But this 'Li Xuan' didn't know that.
He has been here for more than two years, and I don't know what means the Taoist priests here used to bring him back from the brink of death.
They say time changes everything. Two years is neither long nor short, but it is enough for a person to turn his life over again.
Ever since he experienced that great change of life and death, he himself has been slowly changing without even realizing it.
"Life is a lifetime of grass and trees; there are mountains of gold and silver, and high officials are prominent. Once the deadline comes, how can you take away a little bit of it? Just wait for that time to pass, and it will turn into a cup of loess, leaving nothing but tea and laughter...
..." Shaking his head, 'Li Xuan' sighed softly, his eyes full of contradictions; since he woke up, he found that he seemed to have suddenly seen a lot, and the persistence and fanaticism that he had once seemed to him to be as light as smoke.
, if there wasn't still an unsettled grudge, I'm afraid that he would have lost all care at this time, and would be alone in this Taoist temple on a barren mountain, forgetting his love for the landscape.
Is this enlightenment or escape? I don’t know. Who has not experienced what he experienced, and who dares to comment directly?
Perhaps when a person truly awakens, he will give up pursuing wealth in the external world and start pursuing another type of wealth in his inner world. It is unknown, and at this time, 'Li Xuan'
That’s probably the mentality!
The singing of birds on the branches, accompanied by the rustling of leaves brought by the breeze, gave this Taoist temple in the mountains a solemn and solemn atmosphere. After half a meal, Li Xuan 7 shook his head at the scroll in his hand and sighed: "If it really can
If the gods described in this book have incredible magical powers, not only will your legs be cured, but revenge will be just around the corner."
From what he remembered after waking up, he had spent nearly two years here. In the past two years, in addition to receiving daily treatment from Wuchenzi, the master of the temple, he also read these Taoist classics.
Thinking of Wuchenzi, his eyes shot out a look of longing, but then disappeared.
I remember the first time Wuchenzi healed him, his hands were surrounded by white light, it was like reality and illusion, and there was a faint sound. From then on, 'Li Xuan'
He concluded that this old Taoist must not be an ordinary person. He once proposed that he would like Wu Chenzi to be his teacher, but all he got was a deep smile and a comforting look. I don’t know whether Wu Chen did it intentionally or not. From then on, he spent time in his free time.
Then there was another task that was not a task - reading books one by one, and most of them were obscure and difficult-to-understand strange texts and Taoist scriptures. At first, he would have some complaints from time to time, but in this deserted orphanage,
, what can he do if he doesn’t read? And because of his leg injury, it was difficult for him to even move; so in the following days, those mind-boggling Taoist scriptures became his only way to pass the time.
It happened to be a coincidence that he gradually understood a lot based on the literary skills he accumulated when he was in school, and he became more and more comfortable with it. In this way, as time went by, he unknowingly began to like this kind of tranquility and joy.
Living a life without fighting against the world, with no delusions or desires, many Taoist theories can be understood by oneself without a teacher, and they can be understood clearly in the heart.
Wuchen didn't teach him any profound skills. In desperation, he had to start with the breathing and breathing method that he had mastered from a busker, and constantly combined it with the knowledge he collected from those Taoist books to survive.
Jing Jing, after a few months, he found out an effective cultivation method, but he often hesitated on some key experience issues and couldn't find the right method. He also knew that experience cannot be compensated by theory.
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Despite this, he still persevered. He would meditate every night before going to bed. Sometimes he would sit for the entire night. After a year of this, he could only feel that the heat between his pleura was growing day by day, and sometimes he could even feel the heat in the underworld.
During the treatment, I consciously or unconsciously saw a milky yellow air ball wandering in the upper and lower Dantian through inner vision. Wherever it passed, I felt numb and numb. Many acupuncture points and meridians that I did not know before were slowly penetrated and revealed, and I could feel it in both kidneys from time to time.
Warmth, Yang Guan is closed, and the energy and energy are getting stronger day by day. Although his legs are still unable to move, he can feel the warmth coming from his legs after each practice. This is a good sign.
, he became even more diligent in his cultivation.
Putting down the scroll in his hand, 'Li Xuan' silently watched a pair of birds playing among the branches and leaves. In this strange environment, the past memories flooded into his mind again, some were sweet, some were bitter, some were joyful.
There is also sadness, it is the long years that cannot be looked back on. Unconsciously, the past events are going through, and melancholy arises secretly. Who can tell all the thoughts, I just leave them to the breeze.
How many joys and sorrows, how many twists and turns, how much heartbreaking pain surged into my heart. Those scenes were so unforgettable!
One of the saddest things in life is to meet someone who is very important to you. After the joys and sorrows are over, you realize that everything is so short-lived.
After a long time, 'Li Xuan' sighed softly and murmured:
"My chest is as sad as dryness, hanging on the sunset tree, the green leaves are shaded by the spring, and I hate the place where the orioles are singing." It has been two years, and the scenes from two years ago have always appeared in front of his eyes, the hot blood, and the reluctant eyes.
... He reached out and pinched his numb legs, and he shook his head helplessly. When he was feeling sad alone, the sound of footsteps coming from behind woke him up. He turned around and faced a man with a whisker in his hand and a strange bones.
The old Taoist cupped his hands and said, "Taoist Master Wuchen, you are here. Please forgive Li for being unable to move politely to greet you!"
Wuchen waved his hand and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter! Brother Li, I just heard your lament, but I still can't let go of the burden in my heart? This is very detrimental to your recovery!" He said and sat down opposite 'Li Xuan'