Chapter 698: The Heart Is Like a Wild
In front of Chen Feng's eyes, everything was quiet, but he was imagining. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Standing alone in the wilderness, watching the sunset, watching the twilight quadrangle, watching the birds flying low, watching the stars falling. The creatures in the wilderness are the same as in life, and you sing and I appear, and we don't know the winner until death. When the patchwork scenery withers in turn, it enriches some people's eyes and nourishes some people's hearts, but also causes some people's loss and crumbling.
There is life and death, there is withering and there is glory, and the wilderness is the place of nirvana. Many souls have been lost here, and many souls have been reborn here. The clear spring is quiet, and the soul is clear; Fire poured out, and the pain burned out.
When you are enlightened, you can see through life and death, and then under a certain tree and beside a certain stone, you can look into the distance, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are picturesque, and thousands of miles of red dust are like smoke. The tiredness of the past, the resentment of the past, the stubbornness of the past...... Some were awakened by the cold dew, some were dried by the sun, and some were blown away by the wind. There is no need to look back indifferently, there is no light, no beautiful women, no compliments from the laity, and no entanglement of the wicked. There is only one lonely person, who restores the most independent personality between heaven and earth.
Chen Feng felt that he was becoming more and more calm. In the wilderness, you can bring all the scenery closer. From the sprouting of a grass, to the brewing of a rain, to the occurrence of a season. A drop of water, a flower, a leaf, sometimes gorgeous, sometimes full of vicissitudes.
I don't know how long it has been, but the scenery of the wilderness has not changed at all, and the demon is still there to suppress the purple fire. The purple flame's movement became weaker and weaker, and it was almost controlled by the demon. The blue and red flames surrounded the demon, and several attacks were repulsed. There were even once or twice when the demon was already able to use a little purple fire to resist Chen Feng's flames.
The situation is becoming more and more urgent, but Chen Feng's heart is becoming more and more quiet. Although the wilderness is static and unchanging, he sees rise and fall in it, and sees many endings that have never appeared. The world is like a tide, and when the song is over, it will come back, and when it is silent, it will be very noisy. The rabbit rises and falls, breaks the cocoon and flutters its wings, all the sounds are whispers, they are all like lacquer, they are all beautiful feelings, and they are all silent in front of them.
Chen Feng also had a lot of insights at this time. These insights do not need to be devoutly guarded by the Bodhi tree, and there is no need to ride a green ox out of the customs. Wilderness allows him to leave everything behind calmly, but it also allows him to calmly possess everything and understand everything.
The stars were shining, and Chen Feng felt that the secret power in his body began to merge with a slightly cool power. He couldn't help but be overjoyed, the secret meridians had already begun to absorb star power. What he just got came from his realization. On the other side, the demon has basically controlled the purple fire, and even the purple fire will only jump once in a long time. The blue and red flames have been defeated many times and have become a little sluggish. There are more and more purple fires that the demon can control.
However, Chen Feng was not in a hurry at all, he was reluctant to interrupt the state of Daigo's empowerment. At this moment, there is no demon in his heart, no purple fire, no place of roaring, only the wilderness in front of him.
The wilderness is destined to have no monks' temples and no hermits' firewood. The Sanskrit scriptures do not belong here, and Meilan Zhuju is not suitable here. The fittest here are clumps of reeds, ferns, muddy water, and teams of insects. Therefore, people have no chance to be silent in the wilderness, and they have nothing to do with flies and dogs. There is only a jingchai cloth skirt here, no heavy makeup, only a smooth time, and no resentment. Even though people were sweating profusely, what was handed over was a bowl of sweet water, not a chilled sour plum soup. Isn't the secret realm a huge wilderness? When the secret person is in it, he should cultivate hard with a simple mentality and comprehend carefully. But there are so many people who indulge in pleasure! How many secrets have never felt nature, but just buried themselves in improving their secret power and grabbing secret treasures? The original secret must be the blue wisp of the road, in order to enlighten the state of the mountains and forests. The secret realm they opened up has changed. Isn't the decline of the secret realm due to this?
At this moment, Chen Feng has the wilderness in his heart, and whenever he wants to be in the future, he can sing loudly and bow his head and groan. If you can't put it in your heart or tolerate it, you can give it to the vast world around you, so that they can be vigorous in the wilderness-like secret world, so as to gain incomparably firm beliefs and get out of their own lost and quagmire.
At this time, the adversary had already stood up, and he was confident that he had completely controlled the purple fire. The other two colors of flame in front of him also made it salivate. It was hesitating whether to take the two flames first, or to kill the flame's owner first.
Chen Feng turned a blind eye, he only saw the past of the wilderness. When the flood finally formed a handful of loess after the first bloom, when a grass bud finally came out of the soil, when a firefly finally flew up from the grass, when a wildfire finally lit up in the night, then there was a wilderness, and there was a life that belonged to the wilderness. When the loud cry reaches the edge of the wilderness, when the toddler walks along the path of the barren smoke and grass, the wilderness begins to be everywhere. The secret man came from it, and Chen Feng himself came from it.
More and more star power was sucked into Chen Feng's body, and he even felt that the liquid flame in his body became viscous and agitated. How much like a dream, he saw a few simple wildflowers hidden in the night on the low slope of the wilderness, saw the flower demon of Lin Moshan in the wind and rain, saw the tall maple trees on the red maple island, saw the little white sails on the blurred sea, saw the smiles of his relatives, and saw his past self......
The wilderness was silent, making Chen Feng feel his insignificance. But when the stars twinkle and the wilderness connects to Guangyu, Chen Feng also becomes grand.
With a "boom", the solid barrier between Chen Feng and the demon was completely opened. Chen Feng's secret knowledge also became free. In his secret sea, the perception he extracted faintly emerged: the wilderness is like this, and the mind is like the wild.
The demon head separated two wisps of purple fire, temporarily suppressed the green fire and red fire, and with the surging demonic qi, he came straight to Chen Feng. The viscous demonic qi continued to coalesce, forming a magic knife in its hand. The knife is the best weapon of all weapons, and the magic knife complements the ferocity of the demon head. The magic knife has not yet taken shape, and the murderous aura has already overflowed. As long as he killed Chen Feng, he would be able to completely control the three-color flames. Because it was a remnant, it didn't know the origin of the three-color flame, but subconsciously, it felt that the three-color flame could make it stronger, so powerful that it couldn't imagine it.
"There can be more light in this wilderness!" Chen Feng waved his hand, and a round of sun appeared in front of the demon. This is not the real sun, but the yang of secret knowledge that Chen Feng evokes! And it's the Yang of Secret Knowledge, which contains great yang power!
After experiencing the exercise of crying in the stomach of the Heavenly Whale, Chen Feng's secret knowledge was already far higher than his secret cultivation! Since then, his secret knowledge has long surpassed that of the secret master!
The main thing is that when his mind melts into the wilderness in front of him, his secret knowledge is already everywhere in the land.