Yesterday, entering this state, Guangqing didn't think much about it.

She couldn't have thought about it much.

Although this state is rare, it is not unfamiliar to quite a few cultivators, and the master of Guangqing has specifically told them about this issue.

Yesterday, after returning to his residence, he concentrated on copying the Pure Sutra, which is the state that Guangqing used to continue and deepen the body and mind to the greatest extent according to the original teachings of the Master. If she is currently in retreat at the mountain gate, she will even retreat directly to continue her physical and mental immersion.

And in terms of yesterday's situation, entering that state was enough to withstand her two or three years of cultivation!

Two or three years may not seem like a lot, but you know, that's a day's work!

Even strictly speaking, it's only half a day!

It's just one night.

But today, what's going on?

Guangqing knew that her cultivation qualifications were good, and Shizun had praised her more than once. But she still has basic cognition.

No matter how good and good her cultivation qualifications are, it is impossible for her to enter that state for two consecutive days, and it is all at night, when she is strolling and not practicing, when she is making rounds, and when she hears Ye Xiaoye reciting the Pure Sutra.

So......

Leaf leaflets?

The key lies in the leaflets?

But at this moment, Guangqing has no time to be distracted.

In the body, there is a stirring, and the qi and blood flow around from head to toe, and then drive the mind to follow involuntarily, and naturally enter an indescribable deep state.

In this state, the avenue becomes gentle and amiable, no longer ethereal, but as if it has become the stars in the sky, the moon overhead, the trees around it, the bluestone and the earth under your feet.

The stars hung down like wisps of cool jade dew, seeping into the body.

The moon is as bright as its name is yin, as if it is close in front of you, vast and far away in the sky.

Under the reflection of its brightness, her body is also as bright, and under its vast traction, her mind is also agile and vast, thoughtful and thoughtless.

The trees exude their own flavors, some are fragrant, some are bitter, and in these different tastes, Guangqing feels the different temperament of these trees, some are steady, some are light, some are unrestrained, and some are restrained.

In this quiet and lifeless night, they seemed to be whispering, they were speaking to themselves and to her.

She didn't understand, but it didn't stop her from listening, it didn't stop her from feeling like she was one of them, and it didn't stop her mind from saying to them, "Hello!"

And even the bluestone slab under his feet, at this moment, seems to have become gentle.

Guangqing went from quiet to moving, strolling again, as if she was not walking, but being pushed and supported by all this gentleness and amiability between heaven and earth, as if she was sitting on a boat.

The water is babbling and the boats are leisurely.

This time, Guangqing did not return to live, but walked in the direction of the hill behind.

Until, slowly climbed to the top of the hill.

There is a pavilion at the top of the mountain.

There are stone tables and benches in the pavilion, as well as wooden chairs along the perimeter of the pavilion.

There is no posture, Guangqing sits on the chair very casually, one arm is on the chair, and the other arm is naturally hanging on his lap.

She just sat casually.

The moonlight poured down from the front of the pavilion and shone in the pavilion like water.

Her mind slowly melted into the moonlight, and then, on the top of the hill, it flowed slowly, over the rocks, over the leaves, through the chirping night insects, and then into the all-pervading earth.

As she felt it, her mind seeped into the dirt with the moonlight.

In reality, it was the moonlight that seeped into her body along with the starlight and a large amount of aura.

In this way, the stars and the moon moved, and unconsciously, another night passed.

The drooping eyelids moved, and the beautiful eyelashes fanned up and down a few times like two small fans, and Guangqing opened his eyes.

Last night, she seemed to be asleep, but she didn't seem to be asleep.

I slept, but my mind was always awake.

I didn't sleep, but my body and mind were in an extreme state of relaxation at the same time, more relaxed than I had ever slept in my life.

Stand up, take two small steps, and come to the pavilion.

Guangqing raised his eyes and looked at the sky.

The moon had completely set at some point, and most of the stars in the sky had disappeared, except for two or three remaining in the eastern sky.

It was no different from the usual morning.

But at this moment, in Guangqing's eyes and in Guangqing's feelings, everything is different from usual.

The sky is different.

The stars are different.

This hill is different, and the trees on this hill are different.

They're all so approachable, so relatable.

"Whew!"

Guangqing exhaled slowly and long, this breath was enough for dozens of breaths, and then, it was slowly and deeply inhaled, the coolness brought by the morning light, and the fragrance of countless trees on and off the mountain, just permeated the whole body and mind.

One jump, two jumps.

Guangqing jumped over the stone steps of the pavilion and came to the small square at the back of the pavilion.

The floor of the small square is also made of bluestone, and because it is not cleaned often, a lot of fallen leaves have accumulated, but not too much, because the surrounding trees are not dense.

The next moment, Guangqing opened the frame and pointed to the sword, and on this bluestone square, a set of swordsmanship of the sect was played.

But it is:

Fluttering like a frightening Hong, graceful like a swimming dragon; Rong Yao autumn chrysanthemum, Huamao spring pine. The hair is like the moon covered by light clouds, and the fluttering is like the snow of the flowing wind. Looking at it from afar, it is as bright as the sun rising in the morning glow, and when you are forced to observe it, it is scorching like a hibiscus rising out of the waves.

At dinner in the morning, when Guanghe saw Guangqing, he was shocked.

"Senior sister, have you improved your cultivation again?" Guanghe's surprise was not trivial, because he didn't care much about it just now, but as soon as he approached Guangqing, he suddenly found out that something was wrong.

It's a shame to say that Guangqing's cultivation has always been one step ahead of the four of them.

But at this time, Guanghe was shocked to find that perhaps, he was now more than one step ahead, because he felt very, very obviously that in terms of cultivation, the distance between him and Guangqing seemed to have narrowed a lot in the past day or two!

"Hmm. Guangqing nodded, "Senior brother, I'll talk to you in a few days." ”

When teaching literacy before, Guanghe and Guangqing took turns to teach, one day at a time, so that both of them could get familiar with those little junior brothers and sisters as soon as possible.

Now, we have reached the stage of teaching the Pure Sutra, but it is rotated every ten days, that is, every ten days, after ten days there is a rest day, and after ten days of rest, another person teaches.

This is to facilitate the practice of the two of them separately.

So today, it is still Guangqing teaching.

The same process as yesterday, after asking a few people to come forward and recite the Pure Sutra, Guangqing once again called names.

This time, the name that came out of her mouth was:

"Ye Xiaoye. ”