Chapter 116: First Glimpse of the True Meaning

Cultivating wasteland, cultivating and planting, things are cumbersome, everything has to be done slowly, and there is no hurry.

When Wang Baoshan went to retrieve the rice seeds, it was already evening.

After a busy day, he only had time to sit down and continue his practice in the dead of night.

Recently, he has been in a state of ignorance in his cultivation, I don't know what's wrong, and his comprehension of the wind is still in a state of ignorance.

So much so that he doubted himself, was it because of himself that his comprehension ability was too poor?

For more than a month, he was busy cultivating land during the day and cultivating at night, and he chose this mountain to live in, and he also wanted to better comprehend the wind spirit source qi in this special place.

The surroundings here, without the obstruction of the mountains, are all endless flat areas, making this small hill in the limelight.

He sat cross-legged on the roof of the thatched hut, trying to make his sitting posture as comfortable and natural as possible, closing his eyes, feeling the night breeze blowing slowly between heaven and earth.

Since the wind cannot be seen with the eyes, you need to see it with your heart, how can you see it with your heart?

At this time, Wang Baoshan, who was puzzled, was still struggling with this problem. He has never been able to figure out what the golden lynch once said about the eyes of the heart, what is it, how to see it with the eyes of the heart.

For this reason, he also deliberately went to Jin Ling'er and Shui Ling, and the results he got made him even more confused.

Jin Ling'er told him that the eye of the heart is not the divine consciousness of the primordial god, that is, he uses his spiritual power to observe the body of the primordial god.

The water spirit told him that the eye of the heart is the spiritual consciousness, which is the body of the primordial spirit that the cultivator cultivates through practice, and then uses the body of the primordial spirit to observe.

These are obviously beyond Wang Baoshan's reach, if he cultivates the Yuan Shen, or the body of the Yuan Spirit, will he still need to practice the way of comprehension?

What's even more unreliable is the opinion of the Mochizuki girl, she thinks that the so-called understanding with your heart actually refers to using your own soul to understand.

She also said that a person has a divine soul and a soul, and only when the divine soul is turned on can he perceive some things that he can't usually see.

This is obviously beyond Wang Baoshan's understanding and his own conditions. Even if the three of them seem to be very reasonable, the more Wang Baoshan listens to it, the more mysterious it becomes, and the more he listens, the more confused he becomes.

After being depressed and confused, he devoted most of his energy to cultivating the wasteland.

It was only in the evening that he would think about it alone, where the problems were, where the direction and know-how of his cultivation were.

Tonight, the night is very good, and the wind is very soft, blowing on people's bodies, very comfortable.

After a period of hard contemplation, Wang Baoshan opened his eyes and quietly looked at everything around him.

"Everything goes naturally......

This is a sentence that his adoptive father Wang Yi told him when he was separated from him. In retrospect, he repeated this sentence over and over again, trying to get a little inspiration from it.

"Yes, Uncle and the Golden Lynx can understand the way of the wind, why can't I ......?"

In thinking, Wang Baoshan seemed to have discovered a trace of truth, and he hurriedly cheered up and emptied himself again.

At this time, he did not close his eyes, but opened them slightly. Relax with all your heart, put aside all the distractions in your heart for the time being, and try to enter a state of self-forgetfulness......

Go with the flow, conform to the natural wind signs, don't have to chase the result all the time, and feel the existence of the wind with a peaceful mind.

Under this new thinking, Wang Baoshan's whole person gradually calmed down.

He changed his previous frizziness and irritability, and did not seek results, did not follow any cultivation methods, but just conformed to nature and his state of mind.

After all, other people's experience is not equal to their own experience, and other people's methods are not necessarily suitable for everyone.

When you are struggling to find the result, it is better to temporarily let go of your attachment and ask yourself quietly whether it is suitable or not, and whether you can do it.

Wang Baoshan, who figured out this section, gradually entered the state with the passage of time.

After a while, he sat quietly cross-legged on the roof, as if he had entered an ethereal state.

If anyone else is here, they will find that he is like a motionless statue in the dark, letting the night wind blow through his body.

I don't know how long it took, a faint purple-gold light suddenly appeared in this dark night, which was particularly eye-catching.

In the middle of the night, how could there suddenly be a purple-gold light?

Investigate the reason, but it is Fang Cai, on Wang Baoshan's forehead, in the mysterious black bead, the three-inch-long purple gold thread.

Suddenly, it split into two and became two, identical purple-gold threads, both about three inches long.

Subsequently, these two purple gold silk threads, radiant and radiant, appeared directly and appeared in Wang Baoshan's eyes, showing two curved coils.

In this way, there was the leakage of light, and then there was, the purple and gold light that illuminated the dark night.

The purple gold light reflected his eyes in a colorful and amber-like texture.

If anyone passes by, they will be surprised to find that he seems to have a pair of cat eyes now, which looks extremely weird.

And at this moment, in Wang Baoshan's eyes, the world he sees is very different from what he usually sees.

Through his eyes, he saw that the world around him seemed to change suddenly.

All the scenes, just like what he saw and heard in the golden lynx's magic weapon "Rootless Wind Scroll" that day, are simply very similar, and they look almost the same.

Even, it made Wang Baoshan have the illusion that he was still in the volume of "Rootless Wind Scroll" and had never left.

Moreover, he also found a very familiar feeling in it, which was a strong sense of belonging.

It was as if he belonged here, in this world where only the wind existed, and that he was one of them, or their friend or relative.

Because, as soon as he entered this just now, the world of wind was in a commotion.

Endless purple-gold silk threads, pupae, surrounded Wang Baoshan, constantly fluttering, dancing and spinning, as if warmly welcoming his arrival.

"I'm finally seeing you!"

When Wang Baoshan arrived at this time, he finally saw the wind that he had never seen, and this discovery made him ecstatic.

But then, everything around suddenly disappeared and returned to a pitch-black scene.

When he looked again, he found that he had left the world where only the wind existed and returned to the real world.

In this regard, he couldn't help but smile bitterly for a while, it turned out that a little change in his mood would have such a big impact, and he was directly bounced out by that world.

After coming out, he didn't get too entangled, anyway, this time it was a preliminary peek into that mysterious world, about the form and appearance of the wind.

If you want to go in again and understand the way of the wind, it must be much easier.

After all, just now, when he had the intention to plant flowers, the flowers did not grow, and he unintentionally planted willows and willows into yin, he accidentally touched a trace of the method, and he could be regarded as having a little direction, so he didn't have to be clueless like before.

"It seems that we have to find a chance to ask the golden-threaded lynx, and I hope it can explain what those purple-gold silk threads are?"

Although the golden-threaded lynx told him some information that day, it still involved very few specific things.

So, there are a lot of things that he doesn't know much about, and he needs to get a more specific answer.

Now he feels that the world of the wind is indeed very beautiful, and it can even be regarded as beautiful.

Thinking about it, the world made of countless purple-gold wind source spirit silks, intertwined and deduced, gorgeous and dazzling, can it not make him fascinated?

So, after some adjustments, Wang Baoshan settled down again and groped his way into the world of the wind.

This time, he was very careful, trying to keep a calm mind, and observe the wind source spirit silks a lot, and see their flow tracks.

This time in, it is the work of most of the night, until the sun rises, the sky is bright, the hard-working people start a day's life, Wang Baoshan is still immersed in the world of the wind.

When Xiao Han Qi, who was specially assigned by Lu Yun, came to bring him breakfast, he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw him sitting motionless on the roof.

Xiao Han Qi was already timid and cowardly, and when he saw this scene, he was a little scared, so he hurriedly ran away.

Fortunately, although others are small, their hearts are not small, and they are worried that something will happen to Wang Baoshan, and he can't do anything himself, and he wants to find someone to help.

Running wildly all the way, he came to the concentration barracks of the peasant barracks and found Lu Yun.

The current Lu Yun is no longer the boy who did chores at the beginning, until he changed his career from Wang Baoshan and came to open up wasteland and farm, he followed him all the way.

also served as Wang Baoshan's personal entourage and helped him manage the daily affairs of the entire agricultural barracks.

Xiao Han Qi didn't look for others, but only looked for Lu Yun, also out of his prestige.

Because in the peasant barracks, except for Wang Baoshan, Lu Yun takes many daily matters very seriously, and he is usually strict with everyone.

Even in many cases, what he Lu Yun said was once more effective than what Wang Baoshan said.

"What... The general sat on the roof and did not move......"

After listening to Xiao Hanqi's report, Lu Yun shouted in a matter-of-fact manner, ignoring the others, and with a surprised look, he hurriedly ran towards the small earth mountain where Wang Baoshan lived.

When he arrived, he found that Wang Baoshan at this time was by the small river at the bottom of the mountain, washing and washing clothes, but he was not sitting on the roof and looking at the sky as Xiao Hanqi said.

"General, are you alright?"

Lu Yun was a little puzzled and stepped forward to greet him.

"What can it be? Xiaoqi come over and help me take my clothes to dry. ”

Wang Baoshan said, stopped Xiao Han Qi, who was about to escape, and asked him to help him and dry his clothes.

After Xiao Hanqi heard this, he wanted to run but didn't dare to run, so he had to come over and say timidly: "Okay...... It's just that I accidentally lost your breakfast just now, General, don't blame me!"

"What ......"

As soon as he said this, not only Wang Baoshan was shocked, but even Lu Yun was also shocked.

From the day the peasant barracks were established, Wang Baoshan had set some unwritten rules.

Among them, there is the rule that no food is wasted, and violators will be fined for one day and not allowed to eat. You have to work for a day in exchange for wasted food and forgiveness from everyone.

He is emulating the rules of Wu Lao, no matter who wants to have something to eat, he has to exchange labor for it, otherwise he can only starve.

In this way, it also avoids some people who are cheating and cheating, who do not want to make progress and do not work well.

"Wow... I really didn't mean to......"

Xiao Han Qi probably thought of those terrible punishments, afraid that he would not be able to eat, and was startled by the two of them, and was scared to cry.

Moreover, he cried very sadly, and the more he cried, the more energetic he became. In the end, he fell to the ground crying and simply began to cry.