She really wanted her relatives to stay in the space to live, at least here, they were absolutely safe, and after the nourishment of the aura, the physique of mortals would also be improved.

But she can't ignore the complex of her relatives who can't leave their homeland.

This is true for all mortals, even if he has been cultivating immortals for many years! You can't force it.

In the end, I had no choice but to speak: "Everyone is a dear person, and when you get out of here, you must be careful to avoid adding to the trouble."

She explained and explained in detail some of the powerful relationships!

For her cousin's family, she is guilty, and the village will be tragically affected because of her, although it is a big revenge, but what is the use?

Now the only thing I can do for them is to keep them at peace for a lifetime, and when they separated, Danfeng told the truth that the cultivation path he took was to seek immortality.

And repeatedly asked that if there is someone in the family, he must contact her, since she can have a spiritual root to cultivate immortals, it must be the blood of the ancestors.

She and her cousin are of the same lineage, and there may be descendants who have this opportunity, and if they have this fate, they will definitely make a modest contribution to the future generations of the family.

After this disaster, the cousin's family completely believed in the theory of the immortals, and they were even more worshipful of Danfeng as a god, which was quite uneasy.

made Danfeng very helpless, which is also the most fundamental reason why she has always been reluctant to tell her family truthfully, and after leaving some elixir, she said goodbye.

Returning to the old home again, Danfeng sighed, since the enmity with the Hou family, more than ten years have passed, and then return to such a peaceful life, he is comfortable and happy, after some hardships, he suddenly relaxed, and his mood has improved a lot.

The former residence was re-arranged, and Danfeng returned to a peaceful life, accompanying his family during the day, cultivating in the space at night, and occasionally going to the underworld to practice, and it would not take more than a day or two.

My parents are getting old. Now it is seventy years old, although it is healthy, but it is not easy to stay together, Danfeng is even more reluctant to stay away.

Even the Ying Bao family. I also moved back to the town and lived with everyone, and life seemed to have not changed, and I returned to the past, and the winery continued to operate as usual.

Until my uncle's clinic reopened. Danfeng and Zhang Ruichen practice medicine together.

Zhang Ruichen's medical skills are now blue, and if he has to say that he is worse than Danfeng, then only alchemy and medicine refining are left.

Today's Danfeng, when she is busy, she sees the various states of life, sees the impermanence of the world, and when she returns to the original point, she suddenly realized. It's like going through a cycle.

She sat upright in front of the treatment table like that, and the whole person looked simple and flowerless, word by word, as if chanting Buddhist scriptures, and as if babbling to herself:

"Seeing the nature of the heart, pointing directly to the heart, my heart is in accordance with the way of heaven, the heart is the way of heaven, human nature, is the true nature. Conforming to nature and echoing all things is the true face of life, and nothing is good. Nothing is chalky".

"The wise man is happy with the water, the benevolent man is happy with the mountain, the wise man moves, the benevolent man is quiet, the wise man is happy, and the benevolent man is long".

"I also practice filial piety and filial piety. But it is a perennial parting; I also protect the mountains and my loved ones, but I bring calamities, destroy calamities, and pass away."

"I am quiet, my heart is always quiet is the mountain, I am moving, the heart is moving is water, I like the mountains and water, it is the benevolence of the wise, follow the heart, and do according to the nature"

Just as the last words fell, the whole person flashed with Buddha's light, reflecting the small clinic with golden brilliance and folds.

Cousin Zhang Ruichen was so frightened that he trembled, and he only felt that his cousin at this time looked like an incomparable goddess, but he was solemn, and he couldn't help but bow down.

Fortunately, it was early in the morning, the clinic had just opened for business, and there were no outsiders present.

She went directly to the room where she had lived for a long time on the ground floor, flashed into the space, and hurried to the foot of the Bodhi tree to begin practicing the Dharma.

As soon as the party settles, the Bodhi Treasure Tree is windless and automatic, making a rustling sound, as if the Zen sound is singing, the wishful treasure lamp hangs in the air by itself, and the Buddha's light shines.

At this time, Danfeng, sitting quietly under the Bodhi tree, motionless, unpretentious, with the passage of time, she is growing old rapidly.

The green silk turned into white hair, and the shiny and delicate skin began to slowly decline, becoming dull, and the whole person had entered the twilight of his life in less than a day.

Even the soul fire is slowly dimming.

She is like an old monk in her meditation, from the original roundness, gradually becoming yellow and shriveled, except for the soul fire that has not been extinguished for a long time, the whole person has been completely silent.

The heart stopped beating, the blood was no longer flowing, and there was no breathing.

She spent her days in solitude, and if it weren't for the glimmer of soul fire that shook from time to time, she would have thought that she had already sat down.

In the early hours of the morning, it was like a rooster crowing, and the sound of a 'light bell' pierced the silent night sky.

Like a signal of vitality Boang, all things revived at the same time, and the vegetation around her began to grow wildly, even the dead branches that had long since died out, began to slowly grow new shoots.

In the whole space, there was a low chant echoing, and the sky that was not yet clear was like a girl who had been stripped of a layer of mystery.

Delicately revealing a piece of morning sun, the glimmer of the sun at the beginning of the day caressed a strand of her hair and face.

With her slow recovery, the soul fire is also gradually growing, as if the tender sprout is unearthed, absorbing the first breath of spiritual energy, and desperately growing.

From the inside to the outside, every cell in the body, as if hungry, began to frantically absorb the oxygen and spiritual power in the space, the cold hairs on the body stood up, and the hair stood up.

The shriveled body began to become rounded, and the flowers and trees all over the mountain were full of surging vitality, vying to offer her nectar.

At this time, she did not refuse to come, and was all accepted by it, integrated into her body, and acted as her own nutrients.

Just when the mountains of flowers and trees were listless due to the loss of too much vitality, suddenly, from her body, a large area of glow erupted, flashing dazzling light, spilling towards the mountains and fields.

And those plants and trees that have lost their nutrients are nourished in an instant, quickly recovering, and growing taller.

With the sound of Zen singing, Danfeng woke up slowly, felt the relaxed pleasure transmitted by his body, and slowly stretched his lower waist.

At this point, she felt incomparably better.

It is completely one with the surrounding environment, she is a tree, a bunch of grass, a mountain rock, and a grain of dust in all things.

It can be in any form, it can be a mountain, it can be water.

However, this is only a feeling, and trying to fit in with the real body cannot be done, but this feeling is so real, unusually wonderful.

When the divine consciousness is probed into the body, the Buddha's light, true qi, and spiritual power linger with each other, slowly and regularly running in the meridians, incompatible with each other, and without contradicting each other.

The spiritual power is shining with milky white light, and the true qi is light and light with the color of danqing, but the power of Buddhism is brilliant and dazzling. (To be continued.) )

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