Ding Sheng picked up the broom and started sweeping vigorously. He quickly swept nearly a hundred feet away, but when he looked back, he found that many fallen leaves had fallen on the clean place.
There is no other way but to keep going back and keep doing it.
The Taoist mind pursues perseverance, while the Buddha mind pursues the emptiness of everything. The two seem different, but they are actually from the same origin. But the subtleties involved cannot be summed up in two or three simple sentences.
Therefore, many martial arts practitioners do not understand the Buddha's mind, but Buddhist disciples do not understand the Tao mind. So how can they combine the two to peer into the existence beyond the way of heaven?
In fact, Buddha is the Tao! In the same way, Tao is omnipresent.
However, there is no such thing as Buddha in Yuanwu Continent. Only an existence like Gu Zhujun who transcends Yuanwu Continent would have the intention to test Ding Sheng's Buddha's heart.
In fact, whether you have a Buddha's heart or not has nothing to do with the Eight Barbaric Styles. It is just Gu Zhujun's expectation for future generations.
Therefore, his eyes when he was about to die were both appreciative and a little sighing. Gu Zhujun hopes that future generations can see further, instead of just being limited to the five elements!!!
Now Ding Sheng, of course, does not have a Buddha mind, he is too persistent. In order to pursue the way of heaven and earth, he naturally hopes to obtain the Eight Wild Styles, but he does not know that the more persistent he is, the more difficult it is to obtain them.
However, Ding Sheng himself didn't know that, he was still sweeping diligently, always thinking that if he is diligent enough, he can surpass the way of heaven. In fact, this is a mistake in itself. Diligence is good, but you must not be persistent, otherwise your inner desires will be too heavy and it will be very easy.
Obsessed. Just like when you were refining elixirs, you were too eager to improve your strength, and finally you became obsessed.
Although Ding Sheng also reflected on it later, he did not fully understand it.
Brush! Brush! Brush!
The fallen leaves are colorful, and Ding Sheng sweeps them one after another, like an old monk in late autumn, but he is less calm and more eager.
However, every time Ding Sheng swept for a period of time, he would look back and see that the road ahead was still sparsely covered with fallen leaves, so Ding Sheng could only sweep back and forth again and again.
For some reason, Ding Sheng's heart calmed down as he scanned it.
The sound of falling leaves falling all around also fell into his ears. Gradually, Ding Sheng seemed to have really become an old monk, standing on the endless long street sweeping the fallen leaves in the autumn wind.
This artistic conception is like the eminent monk in the monastery entering Zen, holding a broom in his hand, but it is not a broom, sweeping the fallen leaves, but not the fallen leaves.
With such a state of mind, Ding Sheng trembled all over, and then the surrounding scenery changed again, and the original white jade pavilion appeared again.
Ding Sheng looked at his hands again, and there was no broom anywhere. He looked at the soles of his feet again, and there were no fallen leaves anywhere!
Everything is empty!
Ding Sheng stared blankly ahead, his heartstrings constantly being touched, like an extremely calm lake, being touched bit by bit by the artistic conception of heaven and earth, and then slowly spreading out circles of ripples in his soul!
I don't know how long it took, but Ding Sheng was awakened by a sound, and then he realized that there was a book lying quietly on the ground in front of him. On the booklet were written four elegant characters: Eight Barbaric Styles.
!
However, Ding Sheng was not as happy as before, and he showed a faint smile, and then reached out to pick it up, as if picking up a small book that he always carries with him, and this small book accidentally fell on the
The ground is average.
Raising his head, Ding Sheng glanced at the surrounding walls again, but they were already empty.
Ta! Ta! Ta!
Ding Sheng didn't think much, and walked towards the door step by step. The sound of footsteps echoed in the pavilion, like a mysterious rhythm, making the whole building tremble!
However, Ding Sheng knew in his heart that he had finally touched the threshold of the way of heaven and earth. He even slightly modified the threshold and added another door leaf. This door leaf was somewhat different from the way.
Call it Buddha.
After thinking about it, Ding Sheng stepped towards the door.
However, the door seemed to sense Ding Sheng's arrival, and a circle of radiant runes instantly appeared on the ground. As the runes circulated, Ding Sheng slowly disappeared.
The next moment, Ding Sheng appeared near the dragon turtle.
After so long, Ding Sheng finally came out. However, in his arms was a book of earth-shattering martial arts-level combat skills, the Eight Barbaric Styles.
Seeing that the dragon turtle was still napping, Ding Sheng couldn't help but smile, and then roared at it a few times. Hearing Ding Sheng's roar, the dragon turtle reacted quickly, and his head popped out in an instant, and got close to it.
In front of Ding Sheng, he looked around and then said in surprise: "Hey, it seems that you have been inherited by the old master, right? Well, this temperament seems to be a little different... The strength has also broken through, tsk tsk, old master
It’s really amazing. He promoted a martial arts master to a martial saint. It’s amazing!”
Ding Sheng didn't think anything after hearing the first words, but the latter words were a bit dumbfounding. But it's no wonder that Long Gui is like this. After all, Gu Zhujun is his old master, so it's understandable.
After saying this, Dragon Turtle curled his lips, and then said with a naughty smile: "Hey, now that you're out, you won't forget the benefits you promised me, right?"
When Dragon Turtle mentioned this, Ding Sheng suddenly remembered this matter, then took hundreds of medicinal herbs from the jade slips and gave them to Dragon Turtle, and growled: "No! I'll give these to you, haha, of course I don't
I will break my promise to you, but I have to go..."
"Well, okay, you can go..." Dragon Turtle lowered his head and counted the number of medicinal materials, not bothering to look up at Ding Sheng.
Ding Sheng couldn't help but shook his head when he saw this, and then his spiritual consciousness surged up. The next moment, a strong pressure came and forced Ding Sheng forward.
At this moment, at a depth of several thousand feet, Ding Sheng was like a jet of water, rushing upward faster than lightning. As the height got higher and higher, the impact speed became faster and faster.
Boom!~~~
There was a loud sound of breaking waves, and Ding Sheng's whole body penetrated the water directly and came into close contact with the barrier outside!
Although he was not injured, he was knocked dizzy for a while.
Ding Sheng rubbed his head and felt slightly better. At this moment, a clear and clear cry came from the sky, and then as the black shadow flashed, Ding Sheng saw a bird with a slight tint all over its body standing above his head.
The giant bird with red feathers is none other than Qingluan!
However, Qingluan is not the same as before. The ends of its feathers are stained with a red maple leaf. It can be seen that the ten thousand years of rubbing fruit has played a certain role. It seems that within a few years, this Qingluan will become a phoenix sooner or later.
Immortal body.
Seeing Ding Sheng come out, Qingluan was naturally very happy, dancing on the barrier and singing loudly.