If a person has no value, there is no need to exist, Ye Lin carefully understood this sentence.

Ye Lin's gaze looked towards Ze Luo, and he found that Ze Luo's figure had merged into the broken sword streamer, and a sword stood there, no matter how Ye Lin called, he couldn't wake up.

It seems that my own path can only be walked by myself, relying on myself, and not relying on others.

At this moment, Ye Lin was kneeling under this charred dead tree, he remembered the spiritual power that Miao Chenglong told him, using the stone as a metaphor, the stone is not moving, so this stone does not have spiritual power, but from the perspective of microscopic structure, that is, the microscopic substances that make up the stone are constantly being used, and spiritual power is needed to maintain this reciprocation of movement.

From this level, the spiritual power that Miao Chenglong told Ye Lin at the beginning was the power of the space dimension, that is, the space god.

But the space god is only a large structure, and to maintain this latent power is spiritual power.

If the body is used as a furnace, then what maintains the body unchanged must be the blood circulation and the power in the underworld, then this power must be the essence of the spirit, and a person can only survive if he has the spiritual energy.

Divine consciousness is the gathering of essence and energy, so as long as there is a wisp of divine consciousness, the physical body can be reorganized.

Then this spiritual power is not only a void spiritual existence, but also a tangible force, whether this force is strong or weak, or in other words, the strength or weakness of the spiritual level of the spiritual power structure.

Then everyone has a weak spiritual power, but these spiritual powers have not been stimulated, Ye Lin said solemnly.

At this moment, he remembered Zero's words in his mind, spiritual power is not absorbed, but perceived, in fact, if it is accurate, it should be perceived and guided.

If you just use the spiritual power and cannot analyze it from the microscopic structure, it is indeed just a gourd to draw a scoop, and you don't understand its meaning.

Ye Lin sighed, although he understood a little, but after all, he still didn't feel the spiritual power, I need to dig out the spiritual power that exists in the body, his eyes are extremely clear, and his heart is empty.

His eyes scanned the scorched earth, and suddenly a young shoot appeared in his hand, and the young shoot was planted on the scorched earth, but soon the young shoot died, because there was no sunlight here, and the scorched earth was scorched, and it was impossible to grow young shoots.

Ye Lin did not give up, under the microstructure, there was another young shoot in his hand, picked up the hoe, immediately shaved a few times of soil, and planted it on this scorched soil.

After waiting for a long time, the shoots withered again.

If you don't plant live shoots, my world will no longer be green, and it will be more difficult to give birth to spiritual power, as soon as I thought of this, Ye Lin continued to microstructure, and his hands continued to conjure up shoots, planting them on the scorched earth over and over again, just let him plant it, let it be old and have no effect.

The scorched earth is still scorched, and the shoots are withering rapidly.

Just when Ye Lin was a little deflated, on the scorched earth in the distance, a man in Buddhist clothes walked over slowly.

The appearance of this man in Buddhist clothes is the same as Ye Lin, and he recites the Heart Sutra over and over again in his mouth.

Ye Lin looked at the monk with a slight astonishment, and said, "Looking at the faces, they are all a little familiar, but I don't know where I have seen them." ”

The monk turned a deaf ear, and immediately walked to the dead wood tree where Ye Lin was, crossed his knees on the ground, and recited the Heart Sutra.

Ye Lin was slightly surprised, and immediately vacated his place and let Monk Yu sit cross-legged, he was a little curious: "Monk, what are you doing." ”

The monk glanced at Ye Lin and said lightly.

Becoming a Buddha, when Ye Lin heard this, he sneered, shook his head, and said, "Sitting here and reciting a few words of the Heart Sutra, how can you become a Buddha." ”

Then what are you doing?The monk looked at Ye Lin with a smile.

Ye Lin was holding a hoe at the moment, planting one shoot after another, and said slowly: "I am enlightening the truth." ”

The monk chuckled and said, "Since you can't become a Buddha by sitting here and reciting the Heart Sutra, then how can you realize the truth when you plant plants and trees here." ”

Ye Lin frowned slightly, put down the hoe, looked at the monk suspiciously, and hesitated: "Then how can I realize the truth." ”

The monk wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and said to Ye Lin: "You must know that just like my Buddhahood, the truth does not have a certain shape, and attachment does not equal the true truth. ”

You only know how to persistently pursue the truth, but you don't know where the truth comes from, and how to realize the truth.

So what should we do to understand the truth? Ye Lin put down his hoe and looked at the monk.

Go for it fundamentally, the monk said indifferently.

So what is the root, how to find the root, Ye Lin asked eagerly.

The monk laughed loudly, then recited the Heart Sutra with the Buddha beads in his hand, and walked towards the scorched earth in the distance.

Ye Lin understood, and silently muttered a few words in his heart, the heart is the foundation, so what is the heart is the foundation, he was about to speak.

But I found that the monk had disappeared, only a few reverberating voices were left in the sky, if you can't even understand this truth, just work hard from the surface, or obsessive, it is a waste of time and waste your time.

Listening to the monk's words before leaving, Ye Lin fell into deep thought.

The heart is the foundation, and I want to plant the sprouts, whether it is because the world in my body is already scorched, or because I need spiritual power to perceive this spiritual power from the root of all things.

But as the monk said, if you are too persistent in pursuing something, you will often fall into a cycle and cannot extricate yourself.

As soon as he thought of this, Ye Lin suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment, he was no longer obsessed with whether he could grow trees in this scorched land.

He walked slowly on this land, looking at this scorched earth from another angle, but he also gained something.

Isn't that what he's been through?

"Time accelerates!"

Ye Lin's mind moved, and the spatial airflow changed accordingly, and the time of this space had accelerated to more than ten times.

Time is constantly passing, but Ye Lin is constantly walking in the inner world.

At first, he was still a little handsome, but as time went by, a thick beard grew on his face, and he was unkempt, like a beggar, looking at his own world.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Lin experienced the warmth of spring, the heat of summer, the coolness of autumn, and the cold of winter.

The seasons are changing, but in Ye Lin's inner world, there is still no green.

Ye Lin seems to have gotten used to this situation, and he no longer feels strange and lonely about this world.

He doesn't have any intention of planting a green patch in this scarred world, he's just a caretaker, guarding his home, that's his duty.

Although sometimes he would recall the concept of spiritual power, it seemed that spiritual power had drifted away from him.

More often, he would go to the scroll in his hand, which was the formation given to him by Miao Chenglong, he read it over and over again, although he didn't know the essentials, but he always felt that this formation file was quite mysterious.

He also tried to set up some small formations and use this piece of heaven and earth as an experiment, but found that he was happy and complacent.

On this day, Ye Lin, as usual, carried a hoe on his back and a wine gourd tied around his waist, and set foot on his territory to inspect.

He would often turn over the dirt for these blackened lands, not for anything else, just because it was too boring to read the formation files every day, and he always had to find something to do.

Soon, he noticed that there was an old monk sitting in front of him on the dead wood, and he looked at him with a smile.

Ye Lin looked at the old monk with some doubts, feeling a little familiar, and when he thought about it, he remembered who this old monk was, but he was not the monk who reasoned with him that day.

Ye Lin laughed, threw down the hoe, came to the old monk, and said, "How long have we not seen each other, how can you grow like this." ”

The old monk opened his eyes, looked at Ye Lin, and said, "Isn't birth, old age, sickness and death common sense of human beings?"

Speaking of reason, I said goodbye in a hurry last time, and I haven't had time to ask the master for the Dharma name, and why you are in my world.

I'm waiting for you!" the monk said slowly.

Wait for me, what are you waiting for me to do, Ye Lin wondered.

You have something in your heart, you have something in your heart, I will appear, go and ask your heart, why I am here, the monk looked at Ye Lin, and always kept a smile on his face.

Ye Lin said: "Who are you!"

I am you, the monk said in a deep voice.

Then who am I, Ye Lin continued to ask.

You are not me, you are yourself, the monk replied.

Then what am I doing here, Ye Lin said.

Spring is coming, you have to cultivate, the monk replied.

Ye Lin raised his head, but found that the old monk had disappeared without a trace again, and in his hand, there was an extra shoot, Ye Lin looked at the shoot, and hesitated: "Can you really grow trees?"

His eyes fell on the hoe not far away, picked it up, dug a hole in the scorched earth, put the shoots in the pit, and slowly covered the earth.

In order to ensure that the shoots would not die, Ye Lin deliberately made rain water and poured it on the soil around the shoots.

He looked at the sprouts with some apprehension, and he didn't know what it was like.

In the past, he insisted on planting the shoots into trees, but found that he couldn't do it at all, so he tried his best......

After such a long time, he lifted the hoe again, not only about courage, but about faith.

Ye Lin's eyes fell on the young shoot, his eyes did not blink, he was cross-legged on the ground, his eyes were bright and looking at the young shoot.

After a day of hard work, Ye Lin's eyes have never closed, and after two days of hard work, his eyes still have not closed.

On the third day, a ray of sunshine shone on Ye Lin's body, and he suddenly felt a little warm on his body.

It was the rays of sunlight, and at this moment, his originally stunned body reacted a little, and his eyes looked at the shining sunshine.

It seems that this time it is unlikely to succeed, Ye Lin's face did not show a look of disappointment, as if he had expected such a result.

When he picked up the hoe and was about to leave, the young shoots were changing rapidly.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, the shoots instantly grow into a towering tree.

His roots were firmly rooted in the ground, as if they would never fall.

Ye Lin looked at the tree a little dazed, and his eyes were a little wet.