When night falls, Gujing Village is quiet. Life in a mountain village is like this, although it is not made at sunrise and rests at sunset, but it also lacks the entertainment activities that urban life has, and it seems to have been cut off from the times. However, it is precisely because of this that the unique clear and clear atmosphere of Gujing Village has been created.

Day and night make no difference to a monk like Murphy. With the increase in cultivation, the monks will gradually get rid of the habits of ordinary human beings. For example, when a cultivator reaches a certain stage of cultivation, he can enter the state of Bigu, without drinking or eating, and only need to take his breath and nourish his mind every day to maintain his vitality. This is the result of the monk's understanding of the mysteries of heaven and earth, the essence of heaven and earth for his own use, and the continuous evolution and strength of himself.

The way of cultivation is to go against the sky. The so-called rebellion against the sky is to excavate and develop the various special abilities that the human body is restricted by the rules of the Great Dao little by little. Traveling in the North Sea, staying overnight, free and free, worry-free and restrained, this is the realm that people in the monastic path pursue and yearn for. Of course, in order to achieve such a result, it is not a day's work, but a water mill, water drops and stones, and accumulate over time. Perseverance in this way leads to success.

Mo Fei has now reached the Jindan realm, and he is naturally different from ordinary people. In the darkness of the night, Murphy sat cross-legged on his bed. Breathing evenly, the breath is long and gentle, as if there is nothing, and sometimes there are two white Qi like spirit snakes coming out of the hole, going in and out between Mo Fei's snort, which is extremely mysterious.

This is a mouthful of innate true qi that Mo Fei cultivated in his womb, and it is the foundation of immortal immortality. Over time, slowly cultivating and growing, you can refine your acquired Dao body into an innate Dao body, which is very important. It is also one thing that every monk must do, and he must not be sloppy.

But seeing that Mo Fei was pranayama for a moment, he began to pinch the seal and recite in his mouth:

"Taishang HD, Three Emperors Elixir.

Akitoru Kannomiya, Ji Gan confessed.

Three-element softness, insemination by the emperor.

Tell the truth, soar to the supernatant.

Often with Yuzhen, gather in the purple court. ”

This is the Taoist mantra of dreams. Some time ago, Mo Fei also used it, at that time, due to his own shallow skills, it was quite difficult to use. Now, Mo Fei has entered the realm of Jindan, and he has a lot of experience in his previous life, and he casts this spell again, but it is as light as a weight, and it comes easily, as if eating and drinking, as if he is instinctive, and he does not see a little sluggishness.

With the change of Mo Fei's handprint and the movement of the incantation, it seemed that countless white silk threads spread out in all directions with Mo Fei as the center. This spell is different from the former, although it is the same dream, it is just another change in Gujing Village that everyone sees in the daytime.

But after Mo Fei listened to the words of the Jade Mountain Soul, he felt that he was very reasonable, so he made these moves. In everyone's sleep, what they see during the day is blurred, but it does not seem abrupt. When you wake up, it's no different, you just take it for granted.

Therefore, although it is the same spell, it is even more subtle. The difficulty of casting spells has also increased exponentially, and the soul of Jade Mountain is also amazed when he sees it: "The Dao method of the Xuanmen lineage is really different, quite in line with the nature of nature, even if it is cast like this, it will not cause damage to others, but will make the person who receives this spell refreshed, it is really incredible." ”

When Mo Fei's operation was finished, he slowly closed his work, and suddenly opened his eyes, and in the night, he was as bright as the stars. Mo Fei got up and said, "Since you have done it, you have to do it carefully." The village still needs to find some means not to surprise outsiders. ”

As he spoke, there seemed to be a breeze blowing in the room, but there was no trace of Mo Fei's figure. This is the art of clearing the wind and turning shadows in the vein of Maoshan Xuanmen, which is known for being light and compact, and is very suitable for short-range movement and change.

This time, Mo Fei incarnated the breeze, and felt that he was blended with the mountain breeze in the night. A kind of light and light wind, fluttering and changing without a trace, all kinds of feelings appear in his heart, Mo Fei adjusted his use of the art of clearing the wind and turning shadows according to these different realizations, and became more and more like a fish in water.

In the night, a breeze blew, the flowers nodded, the leaves swayed, and the big yellow dog at the door of the fat aunt's house suddenly pricked up its ears, looked around, but found nothing, and lazily lay at the door, continuing to guard the door dutifully.

Under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, a breeze blows the leaves, making a rustling sound, as if the big tree is whispering. The figure flickered, but Mo Fei appeared.

Mo Fei turned into a breeze this time, wandering around, with Gujing Village as the center, relying on the Daqing Mountain behind the village, a phantom array was set up, and the eye of the array was the old locust tree at the entrance of the village.

The formation was completed, but when I saw that the entire Gujing Village, including Daqing Mountain, there was a burst of white mist, and the mist rolled and rolled, but it disappeared without a trace in a moment. But the formation has been established, and the vision is introverted.

There is nothing special about this array, but it is just to blind the visual senses of others, and if outsiders enter Gujing Village, they will not be amazed and incredible because of all kinds of abnormalities, because what everyone sees is normal things. In the future, the impression of Gujing Village on outsiders is just a small village with beautiful scenery and good ecological preservation. To a certain extent, it can be regarded as the root of the worries.

The next day, when the sky was white, in a burst of birds chirping, Gujing Village started its new day. The men either picked up in the yard or went out to the fields to see if there were weeds or insects in the fields. The women were busy with breakfast in the kitchen, the smoke wafting in the morning breeze. The old people who get up early walk in the village on crutches, slowly and leisurely, so comfortable. But no one noticed the changes in the village, and everything they saw seemed to be normal.

On the street in the early morning, from far to near, there was a burst of laughter, but it was Dong Xing and the others, but when they saw Shangguan Yunzhu, a naughty little girl, jumping around in front of the team, she couldn't be quiet for a while, like a cute little rabbit.

She looked east and west, and suddenly said, "Why do I think there is something different from yesterday, but I can't say it, it's so strange!" ”

said, turning his head: "Sister Miaoyu, do you feel this way?" But Shangguan Yunzhu couldn't find the reason for it, and asked others if they felt the same way as him.

"No, Yunzhu, it must be that you tossed too late last night, didn't sleep well, and hallucinated." Shangguan Miaoyu joked with a smile.

"Hey, it's a chicken-and-duck conversation with you, but I think what we're seeing now is like an illusion." Seeing that everyone didn't have any special feelings, the little girl whispered to herself.