Mo Fei, who accompanied Zhou Lao to play chess, couldn't help frowning, and Zhou Lao on the opposite side saw it and asked, "Xiaomo, what's wrong, what's on your mind?" ”

"It's fine." While speaking, Mo Fei's chess pieces moved, but he was the army of Old Man Zhou, "Old man, you lost again." ”

"Don't play, don't play, playing chess with your kid, it's really devastating, I'm going to go to Sanpao to play chess, I have to abuse him well on the chessboard, and find some mental balance." As he spoke, Zhou Laozi walked out of the small courtyard slowly with his hands behind his back and paced under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village.

The small courtyard was quiet all at once, except for the shadow of the swaying bamboo, the floating dark incense, and the occasional chirping of birds and finches from among the dense branches and leaves overhead.

Murphy sat on the stone pier, but he was lost in thought. At the right time, suddenly an extremely pure mental power broke through the air, and quickly entered his own sea of divine soul consciousness, fusing with the incense power that was lazy and wandering around on the sea of consciousness.

Suddenly, it caused a turmoil in the entire sea of knowledge, and Mo Fei's heart was raised to his throat. The soul of the sea is very important, the Taoists also call it the Purple Mansion, the hidden innate true one of the gods, after the Dancheng, here is the place of the gods, is the key to the Tao.

Fortunately, this kind of shock quickly subsided, and the fused incense power was still lazily hovering on the sea of knowledge, without the slightest intention of making waves.

But it is constrained by the humane order in the sea of knowledge, just like above the court, the courtiers worship the emperor, and dare not have the slightest transgression. Mo Fei comprehended the humane order, and it was like holding Shang Fang's sword, so naturally there was no discomfort.

Mo Fei used the power of his soul to decipher this pure mental power, but he vaguely saw countless pictures, like a fast shot in a movie, flashing in his own sea of consciousness.

The female professor who was tormented by stomach cancer was reborn in despair, and the girl of eighteen or nineteen finally got timely treatment in the hospital full of the smell of disinfectant water, and the desire for life of these terminally ill patients finally turned into the purest and most sincere gratitude and blessings in the world, and merged into a majestic mind.

Only then did Mo Fei understand the origin of the mental power that had just been integrated into his own sea of knowledge, but under the causal involvement, this mental power traced back to the source and found the right master, which was only then integrated with the power of the incense that originally existed in the sea of Mo Fei's knowledge. Although the Gujingcun series of drugs are hosted and developed by the Provincial Institute of Life Sciences, their root is Mofei, without Mofei, everything is just a flower in the mirror.

The power of cause and effect is so mysterious that Murphy really feels it again. No wonder there is a cloud in the Buddhist scriptures: If you come to enlightenment, all sentient beings will fall into the evil path, and there will be no cause and effect. It's terrifying.

Immortal cultivators, as long as they are in the Three Realms and Five Elements, are not bound by them, so only Taoists can ascend to the Tao, and Buddhists will be reborn in bliss. Only by transcending the detached can we have great freedom and freedom.

Thinking of this, Mo Fei couldn't help but be full of anticipation for the future path. But there is still a long way to go, and for Murphy, he still has a lot of work to do, and he still has a lot of responsibility on his shoulders, which cannot be accomplished overnight.

Mo Fei couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and muttered in his mouth: "Humanity is insignificant, the fairy road is reckless, the mortal dust is immortal, there is a boat on the bitter sea, I don't know the joy of immortals, I know the suffering of people, and the bitter sea is blissful, it is for the red dust fairy." ”

Perhaps, this is the great wish of Murphy's heart. In the small courtyard, the breeze is blowing, and the flowers are swinging and the leaves are swinging. Mo Fei's murmur, inaudible, slowly melted into the breeze, as if only the flowers and plants in the garden knew about it.

Mo Fei was immersed in this quiet and peaceful atmosphere, the courtyard was quiet, from time to time there were gusts of breeze blowing, countless branches swaying gently in the mountain breeze, and the light spots on the ground were in the swaying of the branches and leaves, flickering big and small, flickering bright and dark, changing various shapes, making this small courtyard in the afternoon shrouded in a layer of hazy and psychedelic colors.

In this tranquility, in the state of extreme relaxation, Mo Fei's spirit slowly escaped unconsciously, merged in the forest wind, merged in the flowers and plants, and slowly, it seemed that the entire small courtyard was integrated with Mo Fei's mind.

Murphy felt as if he had become all things, and he felt as if all things had become a part of himself. Drift with the wind, bloom with the flowers, and sing with the birds on the branches

At this time, Mo Fei forgot himself, forgot everything, as if he was supposed to be like this, taking the form of all things, gradually, all senses disappeared, only instinct remained, controlling his mind, changing between things, ups and downs

Just when Mo Fei was gradually lost in this extremely free, carefree and restrained feeling, the incense power that was originally lazy and floating on the sea of consciousness suddenly became restless, and it emitted a mysterious sound that only Mo Fei could hear, this voice was thick and ethereal, as if derived from the void, there were the beliefs of all beings, the desires of all beings, unyielding, persistent, persistent, and hot-blooded

These voices converge into a long river of faith, tumbling and rolling on the sea of knowledge, a circle of ripples that are difficult to see with the naked eye, with Mo Fei as the center, spreading, where it passes, the spiritual wind dissipates, the flowers and plants do not shake, and even the singing bird on the branch seems to have become the place where the ripples of the wood carving clay sculpture pass, and the spiritual light is like the nest of the milk swallow, which melts into the sea of Mo Fei's knowledge, but it is the scattered soul to return to its place.

When the last bit of spiritual light shot into Mo Fei's eyebrows, Mo Fei slowly opened his eyes. The secret road in my heart is dangerous, but I feel it this time, and I am dedicated to pursuing great freedom, but I have lost myself. If it weren't for the fact that the incense in the sea of consciousness was in danger, it emitted a mysterious Dao sound, and the consequences would have been really unimaginable.

Mo Fei couldn't help but feel ashamed in his heart, although he was only in his twenties in this life, but, after all, he had realized his previous life, and when he counted it, the cultivation time had passed for a hundred years, could it be that he had been reincarnated once, but even this bit of concentration and vigilance had disappeared? The red dust is long, and the fairy road is rugged. It seems that I will have to be more careful in the future.

At this time, the brilliance on his neck flashed, but it was the jade mountain soul that appeared: "Mo boy, I was just in the middle of meditation, and I faintly heard a sound of red dust, but I don't know what happened?" ”

Mo Fei was also in the heart of the lingering palpitations, when he saw the jade mountain soul asking, he did not hide it, and told it again in 1510, and wondered: "Senior, can this incense wish power be so magical?" ”

The soul of the jade mountain pondered for a long time, and sighed: "Although I am a god, I am cultivating a line of immortals, and I don't know much about the power of incense. As for the sound of the red dust Dao, I have also heard it, it is the voice of all beings in the world, and the thoughts of all living beings are the most terrifying, but you have comprehended the rules of humanity, but it is okay, and this time it is to help you get through the heart tribulation on the road of cultivating immortals, and it is really a person with a deep chance. Dao Yin Zhenren chose you to continue the Xuanmen lineage, but you are also as wise as a torch. ”

An old man and a young man, two fellow practitioners, were talking and exchanging some of their respective understandings of the Immortal Dao, but the mobile phone on the stone table rang.