Chapter Ninety-Three: Pondering on the Crane, the Protector of the Jade Sky
In Tongbaiguan, Xuan Zheng, Xuan Lin and Zhang Xuanming, as well as the little Taoist boy who was standing with his hands down, were all stunned by the scene that happened in front of them.
When Xuan Zheng and the others saw the Jade Mountain Spirit, it was still the time when Mo Fei and the others entered the Yujing Cave. At that time, I felt that this kind old man was unfathomable, and when he and others faced the old man, it was like facing the vast sea and high sky.
I always thought that this was the great power of a Taoist predecessor who lived in seclusion in a certain immortal mountain blessed land, but I didn't expect that it turned out to be a different form to achieve the Tao, and its original body was still a piece of jade, which was extremely rare.
From inanimate to life, the generation of soul consciousness is extremely difficult, and the cultivation of alien species is very difficult, and the results that can be achieved by human monks in a few years or more than ten years, and it may take hundreds of years for alien monks, which is the special feature of the human body.
Therefore, Taishang Laojun said in the "Beidou Sutra" that "life is rare, and it is difficult to live in the Middle Earth", which is the truth.
"Could it be that this fellow Daoist is the true protector of the Yuxiao Sect?"
Xuan Zheng Lao Dao was still very imaginative, and immediately thought of such a reason that seemed to be very synergistic. When I thought about it, I felt more and more that what I was thinking was reasonable.
You see, such a great monk, with profound skills and a momentum as deep as the sea, always follows Long Yuan Zhenren Mo Fei for anything, never leaving an inch, and everything is dominated by Long Yuan Zhenren, and rarely expresses his own opinions.
If it weren't for the looming and compelling momentum emanating from all over his body, he would have been ignored by everyone.
The more Xuan Zheng Lao Dao thought about it, the more he felt that his speculation just now was reasonable, and he couldn't help but have a look of understanding on his face.
"Hey, Brother Xuanzheng Dao, why do you have such a expression, could it be that you have thought of something interesting and share it with all of us?"
Zhang Xuanming has a witty and humorous temperament, and when he saw Xuanzheng Laodao's expression, he couldn't help but quip.
"You old naughty boy, you are so old, and you are still so unreasonable."
Xuan Zheng scolded with a smile. Both of them belong to the Southern Sect, and they have been friends for decades, and they know each other very well.
Zhang Xuanming, the descendant of the Ziyang Dao lineage, was an optimistic and cheerful person when he was young, and he has always been like this when he is old. Perhaps it is this freedom that makes him always one step ahead of Xuanzheng Laodao on the road of cultivation, which makes Xuanzheng Laodao admire.
At that moment, Xuan Zheng Lao Dao told everyone about his speculation.
Zhang Xuanming twisted his long silver hair, pondered for a moment, and said in a dialect: "Well, Brother Dao's words are very reasonable, this Qingshan real person turned into a jade ornament when he left, hanging under the neck of Brother Mo Dao, obviously belonging to the identity of a subordinate."
There are also records in the classics that the Taoist ancestors turned alien creatures into protectors of the Dharma, and this Qingshan real person may have benefited from the Daoyin predecessors and became the real person of the Yuxiao Guan. ”
When everyone heard this, they all nodded in admiration and agreed.
Mo Fei and the others naturally didn't know that they would ride the crane away, and it would have such a big impact on Tongbai Temple. At this time the people were walking on high heaven.
The crane was galloping, its speed was like the wind, and it was flying in the direction of Gujing Village.
This time I came out of Gujing Village, and it has been a lot of things.
Although the life span of a monastic is long, there is little concept of time, and often a retreat lasts for decades.
But after all, Mo Fei has always lived in the world, and he has not regarded himself as a person in the immortal path with advanced Taoism at all.
Every move gives people the feeling that he is a light, leisurely, elegant, and elegant handsome young man, which is completely different from those Taoist Xuanmen true cultivators who don't eat the fireworks of the world.
This is where Murphy is above all the others. Taoism talks about mixing the vulgar and light, and it is hidden in the world.
Only when a monk truly achieves the state of mind of forgetting both things and self can he eliminate noisy interference and enjoy himself in the most mundane city, so that they are hidden in the city court, which is where the real spiritual sublimation lies.
A leisurely and chic life does not have to go to the forest spring trail to experience, a higher level of secluded life is a spiritual pure land in the bustling city.
Although it is deep above the hustle and bustle, it can be wise and foolish, and deal with it calmly, which is the highest depth of the spiritual realm of Xuanmen Taoism.
The spiritual experience of the two lives, the experience of many worldly events, the reincarnation of thousands of years, and the purity and immaculate nature of the soul that has long been tempered, are far from being comparable to ordinary monks.
Although he has only lived in Gujing Village for half a year, the quiet beauty of the village and the simplicity and kindness of the villagers have made Mo Fei unconsciously feel a sense of belonging.
After going out for such a long time, I miss Fat Auntie, Village Chief Li, Zhao Wuye and others very much.
Mo Fei sat on the back of the crane, but in his mind was the bits and pieces of his life in Gujing Village for half a year, although it was only half a year, whether it was himself or this beautiful mountain village, earth-shaking changes had already taken place.
Half a year ago, he was still an ordinary little white-collar worker in Tianshui City, living a 9-to-5 life every day, boring and boring, but half a year later, he has become a monk with advanced cultivation and awakened the memory of the world.
Due to its own arrival, Gujing Village has also changed from a remote and backward small village to a well-known and wealthy village.
This cannot but amaze the miracle of fate. Everything happened quietly in silence, and the last thing was so gorgeous. (To be continued......)