After getting ashore, Chen Jianchen changed to a carriage and went straight back to Huzhuang. Sitting in the carriage, he concentrated and calmed down, sensing the world of souls and gods in Niwan Palace - the image of the Confucian scholar had been under the beating of the bell ever since.
When it emerges, it has been standing there, as if still and awe-inspiring. Although it is only from the back, you can still appreciate the grace of it. It is not like those Taoist ancestors floating out of the dust, without the slightest smell of fireworks; nor is it like the Buddha's face.
Serenity and compassion are all piled up on his face; instead, he is upright and independent in blue clothes, standing with his back looking into the distance, with worries in his heart, leaving Chen Jianchen with a thin and strong back...
With the presence of the Confucian statue, the Haoran Yangwu sword that had been shattered by the bells quickly returned to its original appearance, floating in the void, but the color became a bit gloomy.
Chen Jianchen firmly believed that if the image of the Confucian scholar did not appear in time, he would definitely be severely traumatized by the sound of the Feilai Bell. It would take at least three months for Haoran Yangwujian to recover.
The door of my heart is guarded by the image of a Confucian scholar... It feels very mysterious, with a sense of companionship, and I no longer feel lonely and helpless like before.
Chen Jianchen's understanding of "Sanli Zhenzhang" went deeper. Previously, chi chi chi, the fonts in the row above the article lit up one after another. It seemed that there were already a lot of words on the huge page.
Everything lights up.
One hundred and fifteen words!
After carefully counting them down, the number has reached one hundred and fifteen characters. Each word is like a pearl, shining with light. Looking from a distance, it is dazzling like stars in the sky.
——Breaking through at a speed that was so fast that even Chen Jianchen himself was surprised, but after thinking about it, he felt relieved. Regardless of whether they are practicing Taoism or Buddhism, the improvement of their realm cannot be achieved by meditation alone. It requires more
Only through certain actual combat or promotion under special circumstances can the bottleneck be broken.
The same should be true for "Sanli Zhenzhang".
Being hit hard by the bell of the flying bell, the soul was injured and even vomited a mouthful of blood. But precisely because of this, the bell alarmed the image of the Confucian scholar hidden in the world of Niwan Palace, and he was able to appear.
The statue of Confucianism appears, and righteousness arises!
Directly condensing sixty-five righteousnesses, the shape of the Haoran Yangwu Sword is now as thick as a baby's finger.
"Sir, Hu Zhuang has arrived!"
The coachman reminded outside.
Chen Jianchen got out of his meditation, paid the fare, got off the car and entered the village——
"Sir, why are you back so soon?"
Seeing Chen Jianchen, Hu Zhuang's servants asked in surprise.
Chen Jianchen said: "I lost interest, so I came back."
After hearing the news, both Huangfu and Jiao Na came out one after another. Jiao Na asked curiously: "Sir, could it be that you were rejected? Why did you return to the village in such a short time?"
Chen Jianchen laughed it off and suddenly said: "Executive member, I have something to discuss with you."
Huangfu, a mature and prudent official, knew immediately that something was unusual and invited Chen Jianchen into his study. Of course, Jiaona followed.
"Exceptor, Xiaosheng did not enter Jinshan Temple. He only listened to the bells of Jinshan Temple a few times and then came back."
Huangfu raised his eyebrows: "How do you feel?"
“Very noisy and annoying!”
Hearing this, Huangfu was startled for a moment, and then burst into laughter. Chen Jianchen defined the bell of Jinshan Temple's flying bell as an annoying noise, which was really wonderful. From his standpoint, it made sense and was very satisfying.
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Chen Jianchen added: "Except members, Zen Master Mingxiao must have known your identities for a long time. Although I don't know why he didn't come to visit you, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time."
Huangfu licked his beard and said in a deep voice: "I know this, so I have made up my mind to move. I believe that if you, Liu Xian, take the lead, we will leave on the back."
Chen Jianchen pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "Xiaosheng has decided to return to Jiangzhou tomorrow."
Huangfu's eyes lit up, and then he acted as usual, but in his heart he understood what he meant, and said slowly: "In that case, I and Na'er should also leave here tomorrow."
Jiaona asked: "Sir, daddy, why are you in such a hurry?"
Huangfu said: "The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, Na'er, there are many things in the world that you can't control."
Jiao Na tilted her head and thought for a moment: "Dad, are you afraid that the monk will come to your door?"
Huangfu said: "This is one; second, dad has always been a little uneasy recently, thinking that something big will happen. I have seriously thought about it, if something big happens, it will definitely be your fate.
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When demons have cultivated to the realm of golden elixir, they will suffer a heavenly catastrophe when they want to transform into human form, and be baptized by the power of thunder. But in the past, because they were worried that their daughter's cultivation was shallow, she was not literate, and did not understand principles, so Huangfu did not hesitate to do so.
Sacrificing her cultivation, she used a secret method to seal the aura on Jiao Na's body, thereby delaying the coming of the catastrophe.
There is no exact date for this time. If it is influenced by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, or due to Jiao Na's own reasons, the time when the catastrophe arrives will undergo unpredictable changes at any time.
At that moment, Huangfu had nothing to hide and told Chen Jianchen the whole matter.
Regarding the heavenly tribulation, Chen Jianchen was a layman. Fortunately, Huangfu Yuanwai explained it more carefully, and he was able to get a first glimpse of it. The so-called heavenly tribulation is essentially a law of heaven and earth. This law is a double-edged sword.
If the person survives it safely, the Yin Shen of the body can obtain abundant thunder and Yang energy and grow stronger, just like a child absorbing special nutritional supplements, it can thrive in a short period of time and gain more powerful power; but if it crosses
When the calamity failed, his soul flew away and turned into ashes.
It should be noted that heavenly tribulation only applies to Taoist methods of cultivating Yinshen, while the "infinite tribulation" talked about by the Buddhists belongs to another conceptual category and has nothing to do with heavenly tribulation. In the "Sanli Zhenzhang" practiced by Chen Jianchen
It is also pointed out that Confucianism practitioners also have tribulations, which are called "human tribulations".
People have three declines, namely "physical decline", "family decline" and "luck decline". This is a negative confirmation of the famous saying "cultivate one's moral character, manage one's family, govern the country and bring peace to the world". These three declines, when combined, are "human calamity"
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After listening to Huangfu Yuanwai's story, Chen Jianchen also learned some things from the side - Huangfu Yuanwai's cultivation level was originally much better than it is now, but he only performed enlightenment on his daughter and spent a lot of mana to suppress her breath in order to win.
Sufficient time to overcome the tribulation resulted in a significant decline in cultivation, weakening of magic power, and severe damage to vitality. Even after many years of cultivation, it has not returned to its peak state.
Heavenly tribulation, the winter thunder and rain that day, Chen Jianchen could faintly feel the power of the catastrophe. If Jiao Na's catastrophe comes and happens in Huzhuang, then things will really get out of hand.
After the discussion, both parties decided to leave Huzhuang tomorrow and go their separate ways.
The dinner was very rich, so it is very likely that they would leave after this meal. As for the aftermath, the imperial officials had already made it clear, and Chen Jianchen was a guest, so there was no problem at all.
Changing glasses, toasting and singing, Jiao Na also went against the norm. She drank more wine than Chen Jianchen while eating at the same table.
Boom!
Just when the three of them were enjoying themselves, there was a deafening thunderbolt in the sky. The chopsticks in Huangfu's hand were knocked to the ground, and his expression changed drastically: "Not good!"