In this vast cycle, there are living beings who seize the heavens and the earth to create and nurture their own bodies, in order to live forever and not suffer from eternal reincarnation, and explore the great power of heaven and earth to solve all kinds of disasters in heaven and earth, these people are called monks or real people.

Truth, the sealing realm of the upper realm of the universe, cultivating the truth is to cultivate the true realm, reaching the edge of the heavenly way; some people say that the cultivation of the Tao should seek the true self, and the removal of the false and the preservation of the truth is "cultivating the truth", and these two are the Mahayana and Hinayana divisions.

Between life and death are the six realms of reincarnation, among the six realms, only humanity and the heavenly way of life and death can coexist here, and most of the creatures in the heavenly path have been out of reincarnation or temporarily detached, then the key to the operation of the six realms falls in the humanity, the living beings die here, and the soul enters the ghost path and the underworld to wait for unity, and is reincarnated into the other five realms.

However, the creation of heaven and earth is strange, and some places in the world will bind the soul into the underworld, so the place called "soul binding land" will hinder the reincarnation of living beings, such as the stream blocking and unable to merge into the rivers and seas, affecting the smooth progress of the whole cycle, the way of heaven will become blurred and sluggish, and the sense of heaven and man will also become turbid and difficult, so the six living beings will spontaneously maintain the cycle and clean up the blockage.

The so-called living beings are also living beings and spiritual consciousness.

The living beings in the world are prosperous, and the living bodies are different and the spiritual consciousness is different;

There are other living beings, such as people, demons, spirits, monsters, gods, demons, plants, insects and beasts, etc., of which each type has hundreds of millions of branches;

There are countless differences in spiritual consciousness, and it can be said that every living being will have its own unique spiritual consciousness;

Beings naturally pursue the growth of their organisms and the promotion of their spiritual sense.

Heaven and earth are majestic and the universe is vast, during which there are infinite disasters and infinite well-being, living beings and the universe of heaven and earth, living beings and living beings, because of their own natural needs, this also naturally launched a competition for survival, the strength of living beings is different, and the universe of heaven and earth is eternally powerful.

There are sages and sages who come out to set up their hearts for the living beings, in order to gather individuals to fight against other competitors, and over time, tribes, clans, nations, sects, and so on will come into being.

The sages set up their hearts to reconcile and guide, in order to achieve the stability of the group and then develop and prosper, so the group will continue to gather and grow under the outside and the inside, and the individual will continue to grow and publicize under the cooperation and opposition.

At best, it is the way of the world, and at worst, it is the red dust of the world, and Hinayana practitioners also practice in order to get rid of or control the suffering brought about by the pinching and bondage of this contradiction.

That's the whole story.

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"Is this a winner-takes-all world?",

"Or is it a world where individuals can only adapt to the times?",

"What is the relationship between the individual and the world?".

Under his feet is the vast and ancient and desolate earth, and above his head is the vast and gray sky dome, Zheng Yan drove the Dharma Body of the Nine Heavens Thunder Ming King, indifferently overlooking the many ant-like creatures under his feet, watching them shuttle or volley through the sky, and beckoned the spells and sword qi that could urge the mountains to himself, but only caused ripples on the silver-gray Dharma body;

It has been 300 years since the collapse of the world, and it is another world of great controversy, can I turn the tide like the ancestors, end this turmoil, and bring the world back to clarity?

The gods and Buddhas of the heavens sit in the clouds and overlook the common people, the nine ghosts and yin spirits stand with their hands and look up at the world, and behind the ten heavenly demons are the demons dancing wildly,

Zheng Yan looked at Liuhe and knew that these guys were waiting for the fruits of the world to ripen, and the secluded human world through the ages turned out to be just a novice village under their control!

"Hey, how did I think of the Novice Village?", Zheng Yan couldn't help but wonder inexplicably.

"The way of the world, there are no gods and demons", there is a Haoran heavenly sound that comes directly through the soul,

Zheng Yan was suddenly startled, and then remembered who this familiar voice was, and his heart couldn't help but be full of unhappiness, "There are no gods and demons? Thousands of cultivators can only wander in the world, what should ordinary people do? Since there are three realms and six realms, and since there is a world of cultivation, there should be gods, demons, immortals and Buddhas, and only with levels can there be progress and reverence; flowing water does not rot and does not rot, there are births and declines, there are comings and goings, and the world should not be a pool of sourceless water."

"Our generation has set up a heart for heaven and earth and a life for the people, established a moral law, and regulated the three ways of heaven, earth and man, so that the world can run smoothly and roll forward;

Haoran's voice seemed to be a little agitated,

Zheng Yan's heart began to waver a little, it was originally a casual remark under the fighting spirit, who let this old man break up his luck, although he didn't care, but it was one thing for me to give it to you, and it was another thing for you to rob me.

"Don't wake up yet!", "Bang", Zheng Yan sat up blankly, the first thing that caught his eye was a smiling old face, and he was about to roll his eyes at him, when he suddenly saw the ring ruler shaking in the old man's hand, pondered for a moment and smiled, honest and ashamed of himself, many expressions blended into his face, and it never made people dissatisfied.

The old man stood up and rubbed his old waist, looked at the autumn light outside the window and said softly, "I like your previous three questions, or two questions, I hope you can find the answer, and I am also looking for it",

Zheng Yan was a little stunned, and the classmates in the school hall looked calm under his eyes, or they were looking at the books on the bookcase intently, or gloating at this side, and some were distracted and pretending to sleep, as if they hadn't heard the old man's words, etc., he was dreaming just now, could this old man have broken into the dream by himself?

The old man walked to the front of the hall with his hands in his hands, the ring ruler turned and waved in his hands, and several teenagers shrunk their necks wherever they passed, "Zheng Yan, go to class and sleep, go to the window and stand!"

The voice came again, but looking at the reaction of everyone in the schoolhouse, this time it should be a real voice, Zheng Yan was puzzled, stood up and raised his legs across the window, and stood outside, only to hear someone behind him whispering, someone whispering, it was too unruly, this is Mr. Contempt, the old man has already sat back in his place and began to explain the "Constitutional Question".

There are four main directions of cultivation in the world, returning the Dan, the divine soul, the martial cultivation, and the cultivation of qi, and it seems that there is no means to enter people's dreams, right?

Zheng Yan couldn't help but sneak a glance at the old man who was shaking his head and explaining the scriptures and righteousness in the schoolhouse, isn't it a shame for a great Confucian cultivator to spread this kind of sideways!

"You know a fart, do you think that spiritual cultivation is only used to 'pick flowers'? Control women to obey your words and follow you?", a voice suddenly appeared in Zheng Yan's heart lake,

Zheng Yan shook his head and wanted to throw this guy out, but suddenly a small pebble floated under his feet, and under Zheng Yan's surprised gaze, it rose to the height of his eyebrows, and then shot towards the door without warning, half a foot away, there was no way to avoid it, watching the stone hit the center of his eyebrows, it hurt hotly, and soon, it was visible to the naked eye that a bag bulged up, Zheng Yan was full of lamentation, narrow-minded and in vain!

"The first thing that my generation of readers read is a spiritual qi, and if you can't read the spirit, you will be mediocre all your life, and the so-called belly has poetry and books to be self-conscious, and the qi is the spiritual qi ......",

Zheng Yan was no longer surprised why this old man could lecture to his students while lecturing to himself, which was definitely schizophrenic.

Speaking of which, I once heard my grandfather say that there are generally two kinds of human spiritual power in terms of form, one is divergent and the other is linear.

People with divergent spirits are smart and flexible, and the disadvantage is that they are not easy to focus, such as Zheng Yan; people with linear spirits are more tenacious and focused, and the disadvantage is stubbornness and stubbornness, in fact, it can't be said to be a shortcoming, if a person who becomes a big thing is not stubborn and stubborn, he can only rely on luck, and Zheng Yan's luck was scattered early by the old man who sacrificed wine, so he feels that he may not have any achievements in his life, and it is good if he has no achievements, and the province is targeted and calculated by others, and the struggle for power is the most cruel, right?

Monks who specialize in cultivating their spirits split their spirits into two or even three or more, and can think differently or do different things at the same time, thinking about it for no reason to be uncomfortable for a while, Zheng Yan hurriedly shook his head again, "Old man, if you enter my mind again, I will say that you don't pay money when you go to the Qinglou, and you use the side door to cheat the money from the Qinglou woman,....

The early autumn in Luoyang is not much cool, but the leaves do begin to turn a little yellow, and the wind is no longer so delicate and plump, it seems to be a little refreshing, in the words of Ye Qingcheng, that is, "the delicate and charming young woman swaying her seductive figure is gradually drifting away, and the demure and elegant woman who has not left the pavilion is drifting with the breeze and the bright moon."

A group of old eagles neatly parked on the tall palace wall opposite the school building, or combing their feathers or pecking each other to play, there are also independents, looking around silently, there is a particularly majestic, suddenly spread its wings and jump off the palace wall, across a few clusters of green flowers and trees, small ponds and lake stones, and suddenly pull up, and fall on an old locust two feet away from Zheng Yan, looking at the young man standing under the eaves through the sparse branches and leaves.

This old eagle Zheng Yan is not the first time to see it, I often saw it when I was in the sect next door, and now I can see it from time to time when I am promoted to the national prison, as if he is deliberately chasing after himself, even if the dark red feathers on the neck are not very conspicuous, but the two white lines under the wings are significant features that cannot be seen on other old eagles, Zheng Yan has read through all the Great Wilderness Atlas since he was a child, and has vaguely seen similar descriptions, but it is a little different, and he has always suspected that this old eagle is a spiritual creature.

There was a sound of iron plate knocking in the yard, it was already noon time to eat, the sound of the old man lecturing in the school house behind him was still continuing, and several young people and girls in the north of a row walked out, laughing and playing, it was the age of Ruhua, it was really good, Zheng Yan liked to look at such a scene, although he went to school in the same yard, he had many intersections since he was a child, he knew each other, he was not familiar, this is okay.

The teenagers and girls passing by looked at the school and then at Zheng Yan who was obviously at the punishment station, some smiled, some looked calm, some looked straight ahead, and occasionally disdainful and contemptuous, all of which were Zheng Yan's favorite moods, until the three of them came over, two women and one man, Zheng Yan gently tilted his head to the side, pretending to be bored.

The young Yushu among the three is slender and straight, occasionally smiling lightly, warm and gentle, looking at the dignified and elegant girl next to him, the gaze is always a rush to leave, subtle and not rude;

And the elegant girl mostly listened to the other girl next to her, occasionally smiling, reserved and introverted, and inadvertently looked at the figure under the eaves, such as Pinghu's eyes seemed to have a little undetectable waves;

The girl who spoke was bright and delicate, and there seemed to be countless changes in her thoughts, and she followed her friend's gaze and looked at the young man standing against the wall, her eyes flashed slightly, and she quickly returned to her original expression.

Feeling that the three of them passed by seven feet beside him, and turned right to the back of the schoolhouse, leaving only the laughter of the silver bell and the faint fragrance, Zheng Yan felt a little inexplicably strange in his heart, Wen Renhu's girl seemed to have deliberately moved closer to the schoolhouse from the beginning, eccentric, definitely not to make fun of herself, and she didn't know what the idea was, fortunately she didn't have anything to do with her, otherwise it would be too much brains, Concubine Xue... Wen Ren Kei... , forget it, it has a half-penny relationship with yourself!

There was finally a slight commotion in the room behind him, and the old man came out without squinting, pretentious arrogance, Zheng Yan once again confirmed that this old man was an old man, deliberately closed his eyes and did not look at him, and then was flicked on the big bag with a finger on the bulging forehead, followed by a smug laugh.

Someone grabbed Zheng Yan's shoulders and stepped out of the window frame, "I'll go, what's the situation? Who did it, beat him up", Ye Qingcheng saw the bag on Zheng Yan's forehead after landing on the ground, and was stunned for a moment and then his face turned cold,

Zheng Yan waved his hand and said, "Forget it, the old man seems to be a bit of a doorway, we don't think we can beat it", and walked towards the dining hall as he spoke.

Qi Wending and Zheng Tong, who were rolling up their sleeves in the back, laughed and pulled down their sleeves again, and the four of them hooked their shoulders and backs, and Lu Cunyan, who was following behind, pouted and muttered, "It can be pretended better than the old man who sacrificed wine."