"Golden Wheel of Merit!"

After a short pause, Mengxi screamed.

Chu Meng didn't know what the Golden Wheel of Merit was, and her little face was curious: "Such an aperture is found behind the head of the fairy in the TV series." Senior sister, why does the master have this kind of aperture behind his head? The master said that he is not a fairy. ”

Mengxi replied without thinking: "Of course it's Zhang Zhenren, if you cultivate to a high level, you will have this kind of merit golden wheel if you have merit." It's just weird......"

Mengxi's eyes looked at the back of Zhang Daoran's head without blinking, the light flickered, and the scorching sunlight could hardly hide the golden wheel of merit with its light: "Why is it colorful?"

Zhang Daoran was holding the Tao Sutra at this time, and his eyes were closed. It looks like reading the Taoist scriptures, but in fact, it has been outside the gods.

At the beginning, Mengxi chatted with Chu Meng, but he didn't pay attention to Dao Zhang Daoran's condition, and even if it wasn't for the appearance of the Golden Wheel of Merit, Mengxi and Chu Meng would not have gone to see Zhang Daoran. Mengxi frowned: "Could it be that Zhang Zhenren has fallen into the realm of enlightenment and his strength is closer?"

"Senior sister, you seem to know what this is, why don't I understand?"

Chu Meng has just entered the Tao, and some of the Taoist tricks are self-taught, and there is the traction and guidance of the Tao in the dark. However, the common sense of monasticism has not yet been touched.

Meng Xi didn't turn his head, his eyes were attracted by the golden wheel of merit behind Zhang Daoran's head. Pursing his lips slightly, he explained: "This is the manifestation of the realm, and only when the realm is reached and the merits have accumulated enough can it be condensed. The Buddha Gate is called the Buddha Light or the Eyebrow Wheel, while the Taoist Gate is called the Round Light or the Holy Wheel. Buddhism is opportunistic, using merit to condense the golden wheel of merit, opening a precedent, and being emulated by Taoism and Buddhism. At first, the only people who could condense this kind of golden wheel were saints, and now those who can condense this golden wheel of merit are not necessarily immortals. ”

"In fact, ordinary people also have this kind of aura on the top of their heads, but compared with immortals, the halo on the heads of ordinary people or animals is invisible to the naked eye, and the realm is insufficient and difficult to see. And the golden wheel condensed by the gods will change color in response to the change of mood. ”

Mengxi took a deep breath, glanced at Chu Meng, who was listening carefully to his explanation, and continued: "If you can see the world clearly, think about everything clearly, and have no sorrow or joy in your heart, the golden wheel will turn white. If you do a lot of good deeds and have enough merits, you will appear golden. If there is hatred in the heart, and there are many evil deeds, it will appear red. If the mood is not pure, ** fills the heart, and it will appear pink. If you are disheartened and heartbroken, you will show black ......"

And the golden wheel of merit behind Zhang Daoran's head at this time is colorful and flashing, circle by circle, like a lollipop in the secular world.

Mengxi's explanation, Chu Meng understood it, and was also confused: "Why does it change according to the mood, there are different colors, like a chameleon." ”

Chu Meng's words made Mengxi cry and laugh. Just about to explain, his expression suddenly changed. During the conversation between her and Chu Meng, the golden wheel of merit with colorful light behind Zhang Daoran's head was so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

I couldn't help but stretch out my hand in front of me and close my eyes.

A trace of nothing, wonderful and kind, peaceful breath, poured into the sea of knowledge: "Seven emotions and six desires are hidden in the heart, even if the gods are unforgettable. It is constantly difficult for mortals to become enlightened, and they are cut off from the hesitation of mortal dust. The mood is colorful, and the heart changes to the light......"

Zhang Daoran suddenly opened his eyes, and all the colors were collected into the Golden Wheel of Merit. I couldn't help but spit out the proverbs lightly in my mouth, and a hint of softness appeared on my face: "Senior Nephew Mengxi, your explanation is right and right, but it's not right, but it's a thousand miles away......."

The light disappeared, Zhang Daoran's voice came, Mengxi and Chu Meng put down their hands and opened their eyes. Chu Meng was ignorant, but Mengxi's face was a little complicated: "Thank you for your advice......"

"Alas......"

Zhang Daoran sighed, a little incomprehensible, the second-generation disciples of Huxin Island, except for the disciples of Sanqingguan, all called Zhang Daoran his uncle. Only Mengxi is a little special, always calling a real person.

"Also, in the secular world, after living for more than 20 years, the concept of equality for all people has always been in mind. Mengxi's nephew, deep down, I'm afraid I am thinking that one day, I will be on an equal footing with the general realm of the poor road...... Perhaps, at the beginning, Mengxi's nephews didn't treat Poor Dao as an adult. ”

Zhang Daoran was a little unhappy in his heart, and there were many conflicts between the secular world and the rules of the Daomen. In the Taoist Gate, respect for teachers and Taoism, there are many etiquettes. Logically speaking, Mengxi should call Zhang Daoran uncle.

Even though Zhang Daoran is open-minded, he doesn't want his disciples to be disrespectful to him.

"That's it......"

Zhang Daoran stood up and extinguished his mind to explain the magic of the Golden Wheel of Merit to Mengxi. After all, it's not the same door, this title, let it be.

Zhang Daoran instantly had a kind of indifference that rejected people, Chu Meng couldn't feel it, but Mengxi could feel it. A trace of confusion appeared on his face, and he raised his head and saw Zhang Daoran's eyes full of infinite wisdom and vast like a sea of stars. These eyes are full of love for all things in the world.

Mengxi's heart moved, and the breath on Zhang Daoran's body was also very gentle, which made people feel at ease and peaceful.

This is completely different from before, before Zhang Daoran, the whole person was like an ordinary young man, Zhang Daoran did not exert supernatural powers, no one knew, Zhang Daoran was a cultivator with profound Taoist and vast magical powers.

"It shouldn't be..."Mengxi felt confused in his heart: "The more profound the strength, the more difficult it is to capture the breath." It was difficult for Zhang Zhenren to sense his breath before, but now Zhang Zhenren's strength is even stronger, but his breath leaks out......"

"Cultivating ruthlessness is not ruthlessness, ruthlessness is originally a sentient being. Don't forget the red dust, only the red dust should not disturb the spirit......"

Mengxi was thinking wildly, and Zhang Daoran's voice came: "It is impossible for people to give up their seven emotions and six desires, and it is impossible to forget all their troubles. Even if we are saints, sometimes our Dao hearts fluctuate, let alone those who seek the Dao...... Senior Nephew Mengxi, you have taken the wrong path, if you continue like this, your strength will progress very quickly, but you have cultivated yourself like a stone, without any emotion, and the Heavenly Dao puppet ......"

Mengxi was startled, and his heart was shocked.

Just about to ask, Zhang Daoran shook his head: "In the past few days, you have listened carefully to the poor Taoist preaching, and learned from other teachings to improve your own Taoism. At the end of the sermon, the poor Tao will solve your doubts, and you also need to find your own Dao heart these days......"

"Your own Dao Heart?"

Mengxi was at a loss for a while, he cultivated by himself, he had found the direction, his Dao heart was tenacious, and he was not bothered by Hongchen. This is his own Dao Heart, why should Zhang Zhenren find his Dao Heart by himself?

"The heart of the Tao is to learn from other ways, perfect one's own way, and form one's own way. Although he is under the way of heaven, he also has his own feelings. Instead of borrowing from the scriptures, following the guidance of the scriptures, and cultivating other methods, without having their own thoughts. Master Mengxi, you have a Dao foundation, but you don't have your own Dao heart......"

This is also the drawbacks of Mengxi's cultivation that Zhang Daoran has just discovered. This is an extreme way of monasticism, sacrificing oneself to the Tao without oneself being free. After all, they are the same sect, and Zhang Daoran can't bear to watch his junior disciples walk out of the path of cultivation. In the future, the Dao heart will be lost, and it will be difficult to make progress in cultivation.

"True person, then how should I find my Dao Heart?"

Mengxi believes in Zhang Daoran's words 100%, Zhang Daoran is a senior cultivator, and he is also a guide for Mengxi to enter the Tao, the realm is profound, and some things are more transparent than himself. Mengxi's blank face showed a hint of expectation.

"It's your own business, and Poor Dao can only remind you but not tell you. Otherwise, you still won't be able to find your own Dao heart. ”

Zhang Daoran stretched out his hand and pointed, and the auspicious clouds condensed at his feet: "Think for yourself, feel for yourself, remember, don't be disturbed by the outside world, don't be confused by the Tao, find your own way." ”

"Come up, poor Dao will take you to see the immortal temple, and before preaching, take Chu Meng as a disciple......"8)