After advancing to the Earth Level and becoming a monk in the Qi-Entraining Realm, Xu Yishan suddenly understood a lot of things.
I understood why so many people who were acquaintances within and outside the family were so envious, jealous, and hateful towards him in the past. Even some of my ancestors or those I had good relationships with were equally jealous and secretly created rifts.
In fact, becoming a heavenly disciple is too...
Xu Yishan is beyond description.
Standing at the starting point of the earth's ladder when he was nearly a hundred years old, his life seemed to be reset to zero and started from scratch.
There is a long road ahead.
This remoteness is a qualification.
In the past, there were so many people inside and outside the family who mocked him and so many people who comforted him, but at this age, not one of them has been promoted to the earthly level!
Even if fifty or one hundred years pass, there will not be more than ten people promoted to the earthly level.
And those who have been promoted to the earth level, and the earth level he has been promoted to, are not the same thing at all.
The other person has worked hard to reach the level of the earth, and his strength has been exhausted. Even if it is not exhausted, most of his potential has been consumed. Next, as the years grow, the remaining strength will slowly grow,
Slowly lurching forward.
How long can it stagger?
One out of ten can advance to the middle stage of the earth stage.
One hundred to two, you can advance to the high level of the earth.
That's it, no more updates.
And what about Xu Yishan?
But it seems as if he has had a good sleep, feeling refreshed and full of energy, which is eager to be used.
The teacher is waiting there.
His introduction and Qi entrainment caused some commotion, and the teacher was supposed to be protecting him.
After nearly thirty years, the teacher's appearance and spirit are the same as yesterday, but Xu Yishan himself seems to be thirty years younger than thirty years ago.
Thirty years ago, he was middle-aged and almost old.
At this time, he was almost middle-aged.
If he has a shy face and wears younger clothes, then he is a young man!
Of course, there's more to it than just looking young.
On the inside, just as young!
It is no secret that successful monks get younger and younger as they live. Of course, there are not many such people even in middle- and upper-class families.
Xu Yishan, after taking this step, can be regarded as one of them.
However, he can only be called "young", not "young" yet.
The real young person is his teacher.
The two masters and apprentices stood together, just from their appearance, they looked like brothers.
Xu Yishan is the elder brother.
His teacher is his younger brother.
However, this is just based on appearance, and appearance can never be separated from God. If we talk about God, Xu Yishan still can't even look at his teacher's neck.
"Master!" Xu Yishan prostrated himself on the ground.
"good."
The teacher used these two words and the praise on his face to conclude his thirty years, and probably his entire practice.
What a Tianjie says is good is truly good.
And if you consider that the teacher has never really evaluated him once before, then this "not bad" at this time is simply more important than anything else.
It’s still the same cabin, still next to the campfire.
In the past, it was the teacher who started the barbecue. This time, Xu Yishan took the initiative, using the skills he had honed piecemeal over the past thirty years, cooking snow into wine and cooking animals for food. Although it was humble but sincere, it was dedicated to his teacher.
Shared by both master and disciple.
In this area, there are four hundred days a year and more than two hundred and sixty days of snow season. At this moment, outside the cabin, there were still large swathes of snowflakes as before.
If it is not cleaned up, the door of the cabin will be completely sealed with snow in just three or four days.
In the past thirty years, Xu Yishan had been snowed in the house countless times during his retreat. Of course, considering his cultivation level, this was not a problem.
"Yishan, how do you feel?" the teacher asked.
Just like in the past.
The teacher has asked this question twice.
After Jin entered the arteries and veins, the teacher asked once; after Jin entered the realm of enlightenment, the teacher asked again.
And this time, it's the third time.
The first two times, Xu Yishan said "ok".
This time, instead of looking at the snow outside the window, Xu Yishan looked directly at his teacher. Xu Yishan pondered for a while and said: "Master, if you hadn't accepted me as your disciple back then, I wouldn't be where I am today."
The teacher smiled.
"Yes, indeed."
"It's your chance to be accepted as my disciple."
"And you, me, all the monks in the world can practice cultivation and move forward along this supreme road. This is our common opportunity, and it is also the opportunity given to us by this world."
"Come, let's go outside."
The teacher said.
Xu Yishan followed, just like when he was accepted as a disciple by his teacher at the age of nine almost a hundred years ago.
dance to tune.
Inside and outside the house, the teacher seemed to be two people.
The one inside the house is very gentle, and the one outside the house is not harsh, but like the sky and the earth. The majestic and expanding momentum seems to make the whole world quiet for a moment.
The next moment, Xu Yishan discovered that it was not as if.
The wind has stopped.
The snow is here.
Everything around, whether far or near, was silent.
Xu Yishan only heard his own heartbeat and the sound of blood flowing quietly in his body.
Thump, thump.
Although weak, it is also strong.
Although it is small, it is unique.
In just a moment, Xu Yishan was "dragged" by the teacher into an inexplicable situation, and his body and mind were in a strange state.
"Today, monk Mo Tiankui, for his disciple Xu Yishan, presides over the ceremony of three bows and nine prostrations. The sky is high and the earth is thick. I hope you can learn from it deeply."
"Xu Yishan!"
A plain but solemn voice sounded between heaven and earth.
Xu Yishan's scalp was numb.
My whole body was trembling.
Not startled, not frightened, not intimidated, not frightened.
It was an inexplicable tremor, from body to heart.
At that moment, it seemed as if there was some mysterious power that was impacting and reverberating back and forth in his body and mind, so much so that Xu Yishan felt as if he was unsteady and about to fall to the ground.
"Become a disciple! The dignity of a teacher!"
Xu Yishan staggered out, faced his teacher, and fell to the ground.
Bow once and kowtow three times.
"Two obeisances to the earth! The earth is as virtuous as the sea!"
Without any instructions, Xu Yishan seemed to have received instructions from his teacher, as well as from heaven and earth, and turned south on his own initiative.
Bow once and kowtow three times.
"Three prayers to God! Heaven's grace is mighty!"
Xu Yishan turned to the north and made his last bows and three kowtows.
At this point, the ritual of three bows and nine kowtows comes to an end.
After three bows and nine kowtows, Xu Yishan stood up and stood there in shock.
Inexplicable power surged through his body, countless spiritual lights burst out in his mind, and he just stood there with his hands hanging down, entering a state of great concentration.
The snow is falling again.
Soon it fell all over Xu Yishan's body, and then continued to fall.
One day, two days, three days...
The standing figure first turned into a snowman, then into a snowdrift, and then directly became an ups and downs in the snowy field that was the same as anywhere else.
"The dignity of a teacher."
"The earth is as virtuous as the sea."
"God's grace is mighty."
In the thatched cottage, Xu Yishan held a brush in his hand and wrote these nine words slowly on the paper. He was writing in his hand and in his heart.
And his whole person seemed to have returned to that day again.
My body and mind were once again immersed in the inexplicable and mysterious state of that day.