This test was even harsher than the sky, the beast was already in front of me, and I couldn't open my eyes and try to stay calm.

The more they restrained themselves and suppressed themselves, the more the beasts did not leave, and walked around them. I even felt a beast with its nose arched in its face, sniffing at me, a strong stench coming from me, and I shook uncontrollably, and it could bite my throat in one bite.

After waiting for a long time in extreme tension, the beast was still wandering, snorting incessantly, and the sound of heavy footsteps wandering from side to side. I had a strong premonition that if I opened my eyes, I would die. The delicate balance between me and these beasts is maintained now because my eyes are still closed.

I was terrified all the time, my heart was beating so fast, and my body was shaking, which was completely beyond my control.

I know that if it's always like this, those beasts won't go. It's a test, it's the same as blowing in the air, when to overcome this anxiety psychologically, when to get through.

I tried to cope with the situation with the mentality I had just had in the air, but I found that it didn't work at all, and when I was in the air, I was holding a death, and I was dead, and I was pulled down and opened up. But now I still think so, but my body is not strong, and it does not cooperate with my thoughts at all.

What to do?

My mind was in turmoil. The tension and anxiety in the body are getting stronger and stronger. I had trouble breathing, I was covered in cold sweat, and I felt like I was fainting.

What to do, what to do, what to do......

I know that there is no external force to help me at this moment, and I have to rely on myself to solve the current dilemma.

First of all, you can't be afraid, but whether you are afraid or not, this thing can't be controlled. Suddenly, one word came to mind, acceptance.

I remember Xie Ling once talked to me, saying that Taishang is not ruthless, but forgetful. Everyone has emotions and troubles, and the Buddha is no exception, first of all, to accept oneself and acknowledge the existence of these things.

This is also a mental method that I have recently realized, and that is to accept emotions.

I closed my eyes tightly and began to try to live with my fear and nervousness. Feel every change in your body and carefully observe what kind of body reaction is called fear.

I put all my attention, all my focus on myself, to see what it means to be afraid.

I found that every time I was scared and fearful, there would come out of the location of my heart, that is, near the middle dantian, something that I couldn't tell what it was, something like a warm current. It travels in all directions of the body, first to the heart, which involuntarily begins to beat faster, then follows the meridians to the head, and when it reaches the head, endless delusions are born.

In other words, there are no words such as "fear" and "fear" in the world, and the reason why such words were coined is actually to give this kind of change in the body a definition that everyone can accept, that is, the name.

I suddenly felt that I had grasped some key, that there was no fear in the world, that there was no fear...... Some just encounter danger, the body's reaction.

Now that I have discovered the name, I can define this reaction as "fear" or "joy", which is nothing more than a name.

Strange to say, as I focused on observing the changes in my body, the warm current that emerged from the middle dantian gradually flattened and tended to dissipate. In other words, when you are led by its nose and your mind is full of delusions, the stronger its reaction becomes, and when you focus on it and look closely, it quietly retreats.

What a mischievous little guy.

My breathing slowed and my body relaxed, and then I suddenly realized something, and as I focused on observing my body, the howls of the beasts outside seemed to be inaudible.

I turned from inward to outward, and the beast was really gone, the pungent smell was gone, and everything was drizzling.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and I passed the second level.

I realized that there are some problems, in fact, it means that I can't pass the test, and the key is the feeling when I break the test. The second level taught me how to vipassana, how to be aware.

The momentary transparency made me infinitely happy, and it was indescribably so useful.

I was immersed in the joy of enlightenment, and suddenly I smelled a strange fragrance, this smell was so strange that I had never smelled such a smell, like the smell of swaddling clothes when I was a child, like my mother's quilt in winter, like the window through which the sun shines. I drooped and fell asleep.

It was the first time I had slept in the dark. Don't mention the comfort.

Falling asleep, something is wrong. I started dreaming.

In a dream, I met a man. It was a very handsome young man, meditating in a dilapidated Taoist temple, shirtless, with long hair and a strange pair of red bloomers.

He opened his eyes slightly, and I was startled, I recognized who he was, it was actually a puppeteer?!

The puppeteer saw me, his eyes were on fire, and he frowned, as if to say that you were the one who hurt me!

I was startled, and I knew that it was nothing more than a dream, and I was afraid that you would not succeed. The puppeteer suddenly flew to his feet, slid across the ground at breakneck speed, and had an extra knife in his hand.

I stood there unmoved, unable to figure out what was going on, when the puppeteer arrived and stabbed me with a knife.

I subconsciously dodged, but instead of dodging, I stabbed the edge of my lower abdomen, and the pain was instantly transmitted to the brain, and my whole body involuntarily tightened. I looked down and saw that blood was spurting out of the wound, not good, is it real?

The puppeteer stabbed me in the throat again.

This time, I didn't dare to slack off, rolled to the side, and stabbed on the bluestone brick, with a crisp sound of "bell", sparks splashed, just like the real one.

Damn, this is a dream.

I held my bloody belly, turned around and staggered away, and the puppeteer stabbed me in the back, slashing my back, and I felt the fire burning in my back, and I couldn't help but scream in pain. I ran out of the Taoist temple, and there was a field of blood behind me, and my body became weaker and weaker, and the puppeteer chased after me.

There was a cliff behind me, and there was no way back. We were at the top of the cliff, which was a real pinnacle, and there was no way down the mountain. As the sun sets, birds fly wildly, and in the dim light, you can see the majestic and soft mountain lines all around, the light traces these mountains out of the golden edge, the valley rises up with ethereal white smoke, and the cliff opposite has a waterfall rushing down, like Bai Lian. The whole scene is beautiful like a landscape painting.

I was retreating step by step, the puppeteer holding the knife step by step, I retreated to the edge of the cliff, and looked down, white smoke was filled, and the beauty was overwhelming.

The puppeteer roared and slashed at him.

I gritted my teeth, it was a dream anyway, and jumped off the cliff.

I was falling rapidly, white smoke streaked across my face, faster and faster, everything in front of me was flying rapidly, and then the smoke broke down, and below was a pool of clear deep water, and the next second, I was plunged into the water.

I sank rapidly in the water, the cold water irritated my skin, I couldn't breathe, and all I saw was rapidly rising bubbles. After a while of steady, I slowly swam through the water and came out of the water.

On top of the pool, there was a big rock, someone was fishing, I took a closer look, and the cold air was all over my body, it turned out to be Huang Teng, who had died.

Huang Teng is one of the yin chases, Li Damin and I used to study in his school, and he is also our master, who took me to spiritual cultivation first.

At this moment, Huang Teng was wearing a robe, sitting cross-legged on a stone, fishing with a fishing rod made of a bamboo pole, and carrying a hat behind his back.

He shook the pole and suddenly saw me. I was a little embarrassed, turned around and wanted to swim away, Huang Teng stood up, had an extra bow in his hand, and immediately pulled the string and took the arrow, aiming at my "bell" is an arrow.

I smiled bitterly, no, I just came out of the tiger's mouth and encountered the wolf's den.

The arrow was so fast and fast that it couldn't dodge it even if it was near. An arrow pierced my right eye.

The right eye immediately stabbed, the stinging pain was followed by a severe pain, I touched it with my hand, and I felt something slimy in the eye socket, and I could still see it in the left eye, and there was actually a sticky eyeball in the palm of my hand.

I swam desperately out with an arrow in my eye socket, only to hear the sound of the arrow feather piercing the air, and the second arrow came in an instant, "poof" on the shoulder, and my left arm suddenly lost sensation. The entire clear pool water was instantly dyed red, and a large area of Yin was red.

My mind was all messed up, my body was numb, and it hurt when it hurt, but I couldn't calm down and think, so I could only swim to the shore little by little with my survival instinct.

Another arrow, "poof" pierced in the back, this time I couldn't help it, my head was about to sink in a daze. By this time I had reached the shore, and I staggered out of the water, and another arrow arrived.

This time, Huang Teng's shot was missed, and it was shooting directly on the stone next to him, and sparks were flying.

I barely hid behind a large rock, held the arrow feather in the eye socket with my hand, and pulled it out, the sharp pain similar to the destruction of the planet almost destroyed me, and I felt that my whole brain seemed to be pulled out with the arrow, and the pain made my whole body tremble, and my brain exploded, and finally pulled out the arrow in the eye socket.

Looking down, the tip of the arrow was dripping with blood and hanging with flesh.

I leaned against the rock, gasping for breath, and when I heard footsteps approaching, I couldn't help but smile bitterly, when would I wake up from this dream.