Cultivation is as difficult as climbing to the sky!
Cultivation is like climbing to the sky. You are walking slowly upward on an invisible and rugged road to the sky. The higher your cultivation level, the worse your fall will be when you slip and fall one day.
Therefore, the more advanced a practitioner is, the more cautious and cautious he is when practicing, lest he make a wrong step and fall into an abyss, and will never recover from it.
Mortals who have not yet "heard the Dharma" and want to practice it must strengthen their beliefs, pursue the "true Dharma" between heaven and earth, and seek a "true master" who can guide them to get started.
As for those novice practitioners who have "already heard the Dharma", if they want to further their practice, they must solve the big problem of "money". Even after solving the big problem of "money", they still have to solve the problem of "partner" and "money".
These two big problems are "prefecture and land".
Even if all of the above are solved, he still has to face numerous "magic weapons" in the world.
Each magical weapon has its own unique attributes and characteristics, and the methods of surrender are also different. Li Yundong previously surrendered the Qibao Psychic Fan and the Dragon Sword smoothly. It can be said that he did it in one go, getting what he asked for. Therefore, he is also very interested in surrendering the magical weapon.
Relaxed vigilance.
After all, he had only been practicing for a short period of time, and Ziyuan, who had rich experience in practice, was not there to give him advice when he was surrendering the magical weapon. He had no idea what kind of situation he would encounter when he surrendered such a famous Buddhist magical weapon as the Burning Finger Bowl.
The Burning Finger Bowl is a personal magical instrument of the famous Buddhist monk Fahai. Although this magical instrument was left to future generations after Fahai passed away, it has not always been in an unused state. The Burning Finger Bowl has been used throughout the ages.
There are countless famous monks who use their bowls to subdue demons. One of the most famous users is Master Hai Deng, who was born in the 28th year of Guangxu's reign in the Qing Dynasty. His original name was Fan Wubing!
After Master Hai Deng passed away in 1989, this Buddhist magical artifact came to the world, and finally fell into the hands of Du Fei of the Quanzhen Sect. From 1989 to the present, it has only been more than twenty years.
The true energy has not dissipated much, and there is one biggest difference between this burning finger bowl and the Seven Treasures Psychic Fan.
That is, the Seven Treasures Psychic Fan has never been used since Panshi Hulao was enthroned during the reign of Emperor Xianzong of the Tang Dynasty. Therefore, the true power of this Buddhist magical weapon has been in a state of decline.
The Burning Finger Bowl is different. It has been used personally by Fahai for more than thirty years. Fahai's powerful and powerful Buddhist magic power alone has protected and blessed it for more than thirty years, plus the personal protection and use of famous monks in the past.
, so that the Buddhist power of this magic weapon has not weakened, but has become stronger with each generation. Each generation of famous monks has left their own mark on the burning finger bowl to test the next user, thereby avoiding burning the finger bowl.
into the wrong hands.
Both, the Burning Finger Bowl is made of colored glaze, and colored glaze is a Buddhist ritual instrument, which is clear inside and outside, and is pure and flawless. Therefore, if you want to conquer such a pure and pure ritual instrument, the practitioner must first "understand the internal and external knowledge".
"Clear and clear, pure and flawless", otherwise it will cause the rebound of the true energy marks left by the eminent monks of the past generations, and launch a fierce counterattack.
Li Yundong had talked with Master Puren and Master Xincheng in Xiyuan Temple before, and he had lingering suspense in his heart. In addition, after he came out, he met a rampant little devil, which further increased the anger and violence in Li Yundong's heart.
gas.
Although Li Yundong held his breath and calmed down before entering samadhi, he could not drive out these negative emotions deep in his mind. With this situation, he surrendered to Burning Zhibo. The hostility and anger in his body were suddenly felt by Burning Zhibo, and Li Yundong was judged as a
A "hatred and violent evil man", the true essence marks of the eminent monks of all ages began to fight back fiercely, pulling Li Yundong's consciousness into the small world of the burning finger bowl.
Although Li Yundong was in trance at this time, his consciousness was extremely clear. He could feel that he was in a boundless dark world. He seemed to be in a vast and illusory world, and the whole world did not exist.
, even oneself does not exist, the world is empty, and oneself is also empty!
The physical body is empty, and so is the true essence!
It seems that I am left with only a illusory and empty soul!
But when everything was in vain, he could still feel the existence of his spiritual consciousness. No matter what he did, he could not get rid of this situation. This situation really made Li Yundong secretly shocked and frightened.
He suddenly remembered what Su Chan once said: "There are three great terrors in spiritual practice: there is great terror between life and death, there is great terror between heaven and earth, and there is great terror between reality and reality!"
Li Yundong has experienced these three horrors to a greater or lesser extent. He thought that after he experienced these three horrors, these three horrors would no longer haunt him.
But what he didn't expect was that these three major terrors were the common nightmares of all cultivators throughout the world. Countless cultivators fell under these three major terrors. As long as they relaxed their minds a little, these three major terrors would take advantage of them.
Entering, let them go crazy, let these aloof cultivators fall into the mortal world, and become trash in the mud that is not even as good as ordinary people.
When Li Yundong was building the foundation for the first time, he had encountered such a great horror between reality and reality. At this time, his consciousness was dragged into the small world of the Burning Finger Bowl, and his consciousness seemed to be imprisoned in another world.
In a vast universe, Li Yundong not only cannot distinguish between reality and reality, but also cannot break free from this realm of nothingness.
He is like a tiny piece of dust, floating endlessly in this vast universe. No one knows when he will reach the other shore or when he will be able to break free.
While Li Yundong was trapped in this empty world, Su Chan returned to his room. The little girl was lying on the bed tossing and turning, her beautiful eyes wide open, and everything in her heart was heavy with thoughts.
The little girl has been struggling with the incident in the teahouse. She repeatedly said to herself: When Yundong surrenders to Burning Zhibo, I will tell him about this incident.
But, but, what if Yundong becomes angry? What if he dislikes me? Leave the teahouse to me, and why do you cause such a thing for him?
Is it okay not to tell him? It seems that the other party is not looking for trouble!
The little girl had a war between heaven and man in her heart, and spent the whole night in bed. It was almost dawn before she fell into a deep sleep.
After dawn, the noisy sounds of the little foxes rang in the living room, and the little girl woke up from her sleep in a daze.
After Su Chan got up, she raised her head and yawned loudly, then she wore a one-piece pajamas dress, picked up a pair of slippers, and walked sleepily to Li Yundong's room.
The little girl had been dreaming all night and was struggling with the problem before going to bed last night. Now she couldn't help it anymore, so she got up and went to find Li Yundong.
As the little girl walked, she muttered: "No, I have to tell Yundong this matter quickly, otherwise this matter will torture me to death..."
Su Chan walked to the door of Li Yundong's room. She first listened carefully to what was going on inside the room, but saw that there was no sound or movement inside.
Su Chan was slightly startled and thought to herself: Is Yundong sleeping or collecting the magic weapon?
She looked at the sky and thought to herself: It's already past eight in the morning. Isn't it possible that you haven't finished taking it all night?
The little girl thought for a while, then knocked on the door tentatively, and called out weakly: "Yundong, are you there?"
But her call seemed to fall into silence, and there was no response. Su Chan said curiously: "No way, if she was sleeping, this call should have woken her up."
The sleep of cultivators is very shallow, just to meet the rest needs of body functions. The slightest shout will wake them up immediately.
Su Chan thought for a while and then said: "Is it true that he is subduing the Burning Zhibo? If he is really subduing the Burning Zhibo, then I can't disturb Yundong. What if he goes crazy?"
Thinking of this, Su Chan quietly left the door of Li Yundong's room. She walked to the bathroom with a sad face, looked at herself in the mirror with a somewhat fluffy and messy head, and rubbed her head anxiously: "Oh, I hate it.
, I feel so depressed in my heart!"
At this time, Li Yundong, who was wandering endlessly in the world of nothingness, vaguely seemed to hear a familiar and soft voice calling his name on the other side of the distant world.
Li Yundong suddenly became energetic, as if a man without a backbone straightened up his spine, and he suddenly swam in the direction of the sound.
But in this vast and boundless world, Li Yundong could never reach the other side no matter how much he swam. He didn't know how long it took, but Li Yundong stopped moving in despair. He looked at the thick and boundless sea in front of him with horror and fear.
In the darkness, I thought: No, I might never be able to swim to the other side!
But he quickly thought: But, I clearly heard the cicada's voice on the other side, she must be there! How could I leave her alone?
In this world, no one can stop me from being separated from Chan'er. Buddha can stop me, and God can stop killing gods!
How can this tiny world stop me?
Obsession suddenly arose in Li Yundong's heart, and all his true energy seemed to suddenly appear in his body. He could feel that his ethereal body suddenly became tangible again. He instantly transformed into the Fudo Ming King with three heads and six arms, and raised his hand.
There was a thunderous thunder, and there was lightning among the angry shouts!
At this time, Li Yundong was furious and struggling crazily in the small world. At first, all the power he released was absorbed and swallowed up by the vast dark chaotic world. But as time went by, Li Yundong became more and more angry.
, he seemed to transform into a furious King Ming, and the world trembled and trembled in his anger!
Slowly, obvious vibrations began to appear in this small world. The originally lifeless dark and chaotic world began to have a flowing wind, as if a dark and trapped eggshell was shattered by Li Yundong's power, and slowly there were gaps.
, so the light from the outside world also came in one by one.
Li Yundong saw more and more light around him, and he struggled more and more crazily to vent his anger, as if he wanted to completely smash the cage that trapped him.
But when he was about to smash this small world, Li Yundong suddenly heard a distant and majestic voice coming slowly. This voice was like the Buddha on the other side of the west speaking: "What is practice?"
Li Yundong was stunned when he heard the sound. He stopped destroying Xiaoqian World and looked around with his eyes wide open, as if trying to find the direction from which the sound came. He said, "Practice is also about cultivating the mind!"
This voice soon came from all directions: "Then what is cultivating the mind?"
Li Yundong said impatiently: "Cultivation of the mind means cultivating the fundamental mind that is immovable, neither impatient, nor angry, nor happy, nor greedy, nor resentful!"
The voice added: "Since you know what cultivating the mind is, you should also know that your heart is full of obsessions, and obsessions are delusions. If you have delusions, I cannot let you go."
Li Yundong couldn't help but said angrily: "Fart! What do you people who practice chanting Buddha's name do for? Isn't it just to become a Buddha one day? Isn't this kind of obsession an obsession? Is this kind of obsession to become a Buddha also a delusion?
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The voice was silent for a while, and then said: "Amitabha, what the donor said is right, but it is also wrong. But no matter what, you can continue to move forward and see where you will go if you follow your obsession."
After that, the voice stopped ringing. After waiting for a long time, Li Yundong finally waved his fists and violently released the thunder and lightning in his hands towards this small world.
With a booming sound, this dark little world was instantly smashed to pieces by Li Yundong, and his eyes suddenly became bright, as if he had suddenly come from a world of extreme night to a world of extreme day.
Li Yundong squinted his eyes slightly, and after he got used to the dazzling light, he took a closer look.
Upon seeing this, Li Yundong was immediately shocked.