Chapter 8: The Heart of the Dao
The churning thoughts are like boiling water, bubbling and bubbling. The book in the hand of the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info is like a Pandora's box containing countless magical powers.
Jun Changning's breathing was uncontrollably rapid and trembling.
She looked up at He Qianyue, who was silly and happy, and looked at the towering mountains outside the window, the tall trees in the courtyard and the grass cheering in the rain. Everything here was so real and beautiful, like a place she had dreamed of countless times in her previous life.
Jun Changning's fingers brushed over the dust-covered corners of the window, and once again reached out to feel the temperature of the rain falling on his palm. She never longed for immortality, nor did she envy the feat of others witnessing history creating the future.
She is just a withdrawn and self-contained girl, even if the great change comes, it does not mean that she can shoulder any mission to fight against powerful and dangerous forces.
She's not great, she's not naΓ―ve and kind. She knew very well that everything she had was worthless except for her self-esteem.
She lowered her head and stared deeply at the book in her hand, the path of ascension? For her, it is not enough for the allure of a spirit stone.
Having made up her mind, she walked back to the bookshelf and rearranged the book with the rest of the book in the far corner. Jun Changning took a deep breath, took out a random copy from the bookshelf, and continued reading.
He Qianyue, who saw the wonderful passage and wanted to share it with Changning, raised her head at this moment, looked at her actions in confusion, stared thoughtfully at the stack of books in the corner, and did not speak.
Jun Changning looked at the page in front of him, but he didn't read a word in his mind.
Brought from her previous life, she still has no clear questions.
What exactly does she want?
It was also time for her to figure it out, Jun Changning once again set her eyes on the aimless distance. Since she has chosen the path of cultivation and does not have a firm and clear Dao heart, what will she do to spend a long life? Self-closure can only be done once!
Tao, what is it?
Such a mysterious and desirable thing. Throughout the ages, how many people have done everything possible to pursue it diligently? Invisible and broad, thick and far-reaching. I can't even find the right words to describe it!
Jun Changning slowly closed his eyes, letting his mind drift at will, the autumn wind, the drizzle, the breathing, the murmuring of insectsγγγγγγ, did not deliberately think, nor did he observe carefully. Most of her life, she was full of anxiety and anger that could not be ignored, but she had to forcibly suppress it. The occasional release has made people feel that she is a strange and incomprehensible woman.
At this moment, she suddenly felt that all those fears, worries, and tangled pains that had nowhere to put them had found a cause.
She's a person without faith!
The absence of faith is not the same as contempt for all religious worship. Because no matter how proud a person is, he always has his own code of conduct and a moral bottom line.
And Jun Changning didn't. She is in reality, and her heart is in the abyss.
The inescapable family bonds, the warmth and coldness of the world that can't be shaken off, and the struggle and desire that can't be shaken off.
She will never be able to grasp the "degree" in her interactions with people.
Like a moth that has fallen into a spider's web, looking up at the starry sky, but sinking into a swamp. No matter how much you roll and roar, you can't escape that net. Suddenly, one day, the threads that held her back snapped, and she forgot to vibrate her wings. The sky was there forever, and she still longed, but only this longing remained.
What if you really can't know what you're really thinking? Where should her way go?
An answer gradually came to mind. Jun Changning suddenly wanted to laugh. Wait? Well, time has taken everything, so let time prove it all?
In a trance, a glimmer of light finally appeared in the chaotic world. Her research on the universe in the human body, which had made no progress, suddenly became a little eyebrow at this moment. Like a bystander, he quietly "looked" at the golden spiritual power that was thinner than a hair, flowing between the five internal organs.
Wherever it passed, the milky white spiritual power in the meridians avoided it as if worshipping the king, and even joined one after another.
Jun Changning clearly felt the changes that spiritual power had brought to her body. It seems to contain endless life, filling every cell that flows through it with energy and repairing perfection. It goes on and on, never disappearing, and it doesn't feel like it is increasing.
I don't know how long it took, Jun Changning opened his eyes. Who knew that he was facing two pairs of round eyes, and suddenly, he was shocked into a cold sweat. She frowned and leaned back to distance herself, asking in wonder, "What do you want to do?" β
"We didn't want to do anything!" He Qianyue and Luo Changhao shook their heads together, staring at her face intently.
Jun Changning touched her face, she didn't get dirty, she looked at the abnormal two suspiciously: "What do you think I'm doing?" She thought back for a moment, making sure she hadn't done anything out of the ordinary.
He Qianyue said incoherently: "You, what did you do just now?" "How is it so amazing?
Luo Changhao was also waiting for an answer, he was downstairs just now, and suddenly found that there was a special, indescribable thing slowly spreading around, and he couldn't feel good or evil, and he couldn't even understand whether this kind of thing was powerful. He subconsciously ran upstairs, thinking that maybe Jun Changning would have some clear opinions. Who knows, as soon as I came up, I saw an amazing scene.
Jun Changning, who didn't know why, swallowed his saliva, and looked at them with sincere and serious eyes: "You tell me first, what happened, is it okay?" β
"Oops!" He Qianyue was so anxious that she scratched her ears and cheeks, she was in a commotion, and with an idea, she took out a round vanity mirror from the storage bag and stuffed it to Jun Changning: "Just look at yourself!" β
Jun Changning raised it in front of him in confusion.
The girl in the mirror has slender eyebrows, clear phoenix eyes, a straight nose, moist pink lips, and delicate facial features inlaid on a goose-egg-shaped face. The only difference from usual is that at noon, the skinny skin is as clear as ever, like a lake that has been re-injected with clear water, glowing with new vitality, pink, and a hint of baby fat on the cheeks.
It's a different person! If it was a crystal doll with crystal clarity before, without a trace of fireworks, now it is a fragrant white and tender dumpling, full of vitality all over the body, exuding a fresh and attractive taste, which makes people want to take a bite.
Jun Changning clearly heard the sound of two swallowing saliva, his heart sank, and he asked vigilantly: "What do you want to do?" While carefully taking out the stored food and piling it up in front of them.
The two of them stared at those steamed buns for a while before coming back to their senses, took a step back and looked at Jun Changning in shock. What's going on?
The three of them looked at each other.
Jun Changning puffed out his cheeks and confessed: "I really didn't do anything, I just cultivated. In fact, you should have seen it! β
I did! Luo Changhao blinked his old eyes that were about to faint and thought, his face was like a fermented steamed bun, bulging little by little.
He Qianyue opened her mouth, and cultivation still has this effect? She suddenly remembered the stack of books in the corner of the bookshelf, could it be that Changning had some great chance?
The red-clothed man in Lang Huan Pavilion had a trace of shock in his eyes. Chaos Spiritual Power? Then it returned to its usual calm appearance. Pale fingertips slid across the rough paper, making a rustling sound that was particularly harsh in the silence of the space.
His gaze passed through the drizzle falling in an unknown place in the air, and another five-year-old girl appeared in front of him, dressed in a luxurious red dress like fire, and said with a smile:
"Sister will take you to a secret place, don't tell your father and mother!"
His eyes were blurred, a trace of trance, unconsciously twisted a strand of white hair on his sideburns, his red lips opened slightly, and he silently spit out "good γγγγγγ", only the flow of his lips swirled, echoing and disappearing into the air.