Born from the heart.

The so-called physiognomy can be said to be the physiognomy and physiognomy, and it can also be said to be the appearance of all things that people see. The so-called mind can be said to be a person's state of mind, thoughts, or the abstract law behind everything.

The Buddha said: Life is created by oneself, the phase is born from the heart, everything in the world is the phase, the heart does not move, everything does not move, the heart does not change, everything does not change.

These things may be difficult to understand.

It means that people's appearance and the things around them are affected by their own thoughts and moods, and it can also be said that the rise and fall of everything has a certain law and track.

As the saying goes, 'there is no self, no one, no beings, and no longevity'.

Dao Fayun: Xuanzhi and Xuan, the door of all wonders.

These things are indescribable and clear, and one thought becomes a demon and a thought becomes a Buddha.

In fact, how can a Buddha not be a demon, and how can a demon not be a Buddha?

A thought!

I saw a little appreciation flashing in the eyes of the old man Qingfeng, and he smiled lightly and said: "Yes, it comes from the heart, these four words are indeed very ingenious!" You can do it at one point, understand it at once, and you are worthy of being a person who responds to your fate! ”

Someone who answered the call?

I seem to have heard these words somewhere, but I can't remember them for a while.

Cheng Yiming listened to it and said suspiciously: "The person who should be ordered? ”

Old Man Qingfeng smiled mysteriously and said, "You don't have to ask, when the time comes, you will naturally know!" As he spoke, he took out a vial from his hand and said leisurely: "You appeared in Wanshou Mountain inexplicably, naturally it is not without reason." ”

When Cheng Yiming heard this, he didn't rush to ask, because he knew that what he should know, he would say that what he shouldn't know would be in vain if he asked.

Sure enough, I only heard the old man Qingfeng continue: "The Tao is natural, and the darkness has its own fixed number, of course, among this fixed number, there is also that little variable. As he spoke, his words changed suddenly, and he asked, "Do you know what 'Tao' is?" ”

Cheng Yiming was stunned when asked, but then remembered what was said in the Tao Te Ching, and immediately said: "There are things that are mixed, and they are born from nature." Lonely, independent and unchanging, Zhou Xing without dying, can be the mother of the world. I don't know its name, the word is the way, and the name of the strong is big. The big is gone, the past is far away, and the far is reversed. Therefore, the road is big, the sky is big, the earth is big, and the king is big. There are four great domains, and the king is one of them. Man is the law of the earth, the earth is the law of the sky, the heaven is the law, and the Tao is the nature. ”

I saw the old man Qingfeng smile and said: "The way of heaven is more than enough to make up for the deficiency, and the way of man is not enough to give more than enough." It is not to be ashamed of the saint, to succeed and not to be punished, and it does not want to see the virtuous! The Tao can be big or small, it can be said that it has or it does not. ”

"The Tao is not the heart, and the heart is not the rivers and lakes."

"What are the rivers and lakes?"

"Some people say that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes; Some people say that the rivers and lakes are in the hearts of the people, and the rivers and lakes are happy and enmity; Some people say that people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves; Some people also say that since ancient times, heroes have come out of my generation, and once they have entered the rivers and lakes, they have been urging in the years, and the emperor is talking and laughing, and he is not drunk in life! ”

"The Tao loses and gains, and gains and losses. As the saying goes, 'Heaven and earth are one finger, and all things are one horse', the mystery of which you understand now? ”

"I didn't understand one thing before, but now I only understand one thing."

"Yes, yes, it's really fast."

The old man Qingfeng smiled even more, and asked again, "Now, how much do you understand?" ”

Cheng Yiming only felt that there was an emptiness in his mind, and he said slowly like a dream: "Now, now I don't understand everything, I forgot everything!" ”

When the old man Qingfeng heard this, he shook the dust and said, "Very good! Very good! ”

"Now, I can give you the task with confidence!"

Ding~ Do you accept the hidden quest 'Rebirth'?

Hidden missions? Why isn't it a series of missions of 'Righteous Thin Clouds'?

Cheng Yiming didn't ask much and accepted the task without hesitation.

The moment he took the task, Cheng Yiming only felt that it was dark in front of him, and the person had been teleported into an unusually dark void space.

Dark, absolute darkness!

The whole space seems to be a dream of chaos, ethereal, as if there is no beginning and no end, it is worth it to make people feel the most primitive and most bitter fear! Fear indeed, fear to loneliness.

He felt as if he was drifting with the boundless darkness, but he didn't seem to move at all.

As if I was caught in a nightmare, my thoughts were unusually clear, I wanted to move, but I couldn't move at all, I felt like I was shouting, but I couldn't make the slightest sound. It's like being locked up in a completely independent and completely enclosed space, as if there is only one person left in the whole world.

What is true loneliness?

Loneliness is a state, a state of wholeness.

Lonely people are thinkers, not the person in the eyes of others who are bound by the temptation and responsibility of lust, the person who shows himself to the outside world, when a person is lonely, his mind is free, and it is a mental state that can tolerate everything. He is confronted with his true self, from which all human thought originates.

Loneliness is not loneliness.

Loneliness is just a kind of helpless nothingness, a state of anxiety and confusion.

Loneliness is a state, the most primitive and authentic realm.

At this moment, Cheng Yiming really touched the edge of loneliness.

His heart began to become quiet and empty.

At the end of the endless darkness, there seemed to be a glimmer of light.

In an instant, this elusive glimmer of light suddenly expanded a thousand times. The original boundless darkness seems to have returned to nothingness in an instant, and what remains is only a long wandering white, neither dazzling nor monotonous, but a very comfortable white.

At this time, Cheng Yiming discovered that not only could all the systems such as the address book and inventory be opened, but even the only three pieces of equipment on his body were missing at this time.

Of course, skills are also grayed out and cannot be used.

What's going on?

Before he could think about it, the boundless white began to change slowly. At this time, Cheng Yiming only felt very tired and drowsy for a while, as if as long as he closed his eyes slightly, he would fall into a deep sleep.

He tried to keep himself awake, trying to keep his state of mind empty.

But this boundless tiredness seemed to swallow him up, and no matter how hard he tried to stay awake, he still fell asleep unconsciously.

Woo ~ Woo ~ wind, very windy. The cry is like a wolf, the wind is like a wave, and the whole heaven and earth seem to be shaking. Whew~~~ Cheng Yiming woke up from his dream suddenly, and at this time, he suddenly returned to more than ten years ago! In the huge house, he was the only one huddled in the corner, outside the house was the whistling autumn wind, mixed with the occasional desperate wolf howl, he was very afraid, but his parents were nowhere to be seen, he was very hungry, but he did not dare to go to the outhouse to get food. The door panel was clanged by something, and his heart had already risen to his throat, and with red eyes, he stared at the door panel for fear that some ghost would suddenly break into the door.

Fear, boundless fear, seemed to engulf him.

Wrong!

He sat up jerkily and pulled the door open.

As soon as the picture changed, he suddenly found himself in the vast desert again, struggling to move forward. At this time, the scorching sun was in the sky, his lips were already chapped, his throat was as hot as fire, and the kettle he was carrying was already empty, without a trace of wind, and his eyes were full of yellow, orange, orange and gray, boundless. Suddenly, his feet softened, and he fell into the fine sand, and tried his best to get up, his feet were as heavy as lead, and the fine sand under his feet suddenly looked like fluffy cotton, and with the last trace of strength, looking at the scorching sun, despair and fear arose from the bottom of his heart. In the confusion, he seemed to see a pool of spring water, sweet and clear, he wanted to clench his teeth and wanted to crawl over, but he couldn't move at all, despair began to breed little by little, and finally began to spread to every nerve in him.

Dreamland!

Just when this endless despair was about to erode the last shred of his sanity, Cheng Yiming woke up suddenly.

The picture is changing, he suddenly becomes an ordinary peasant child again, a family of three, happy, but the sudden bandits, but all the tranquility is broken, they rob all the food, set fire to their house, he watched his parents die tragically under the robbers' knives, bloody, but helpless. Anger and hatred, in an instant, filled the whole brain.

Suddenly, the robbers were gone, and the sky-high fire, full of devastation, turned into a quiet valley in the blink of an eye. The clear stream meanders down, in the shallow pool by the gravel, a few fish are swimming happily, the beachhead of the stream, full of red and purple flowers, competing to bloom, is gorgeous, from time to time there are a few colorful butterflies dancing in it, beautiful. By the stream, there was a Tingting girl, looking at him with beautiful eyes and a little sadness.

This beautiful face is so familiar, so haunting him. At that moment, there was suddenly an indescribable sadness and desolation in his heart.

Why are you so tired of living, isn't death a great relief?

He seemed to have completely forgotten that it was just an illusion.

Wanshou Mountain.

Green trees and red flowers, light sunshine.

The old man Qingfeng was sitting cross-legged on the ground at this time, his hands half-flat in the air, as if he had merged with the whole heaven and earth. And Cheng Yiming was still standing in place, motionless, his eyes were empty and expressionless, as if his soul had already left his body.

I saw that the girl was curling Tingting, and suddenly she was in front of Cheng Yiming.

Cheng Yiming stretched out his hand mechanically, but before he touched the jade-like face, he saw that her figure began to change slowly. In an instant, this familiar girl suddenly turned into a cold young man with a thin body and sword eyebrows.

Isn't that what he is!

I saw another 'he', with an indescribable mystery in his eyes, as if he wanted to take away the soul of a person. 'He' slowly raised his hand and took a sharp dagger that appeared in his hand at some point into Cheng Yiming's hand.

Then 'he' reached out and wiped it around his neck in a knife shape.

I saw Cheng Yiming's eyes empty, and he slowly raised his hand, and the sharp blade slowly wiped towards his neck.