Volume 1: Origin, Origin

Chapter 7: The Opening of the Body, the Cultivation Realm

Yingjie in his sleep suddenly cried, he didn't wake up, he wouldn't see no one around him to accompany him and take care of him, and naturally no one would see the lonely and sad expression of this tear-stained child, maybe he hadn't seen it himself.

At the same moment, a blood-red light flashed abruptly on the top of the bell-shaped stone next to the hut, as if he felt the sadness and sadness of the Ying Realm, and wanted to announce to the world the tragedy of blood and injuries and the persistence and madness that subverted the world.

The crow croaked as if calling out to its own kind from afar, so as not to be too lonely.

Loneliness, it's really scary.

And Bai Ya'er, Li Tao, Wu Shuai and Wang Feng had a dream at the same time, in the dream they all grew up, standing on both sides of an unknown weird river, the four of them stood on the other side of the river unharmed, and the opposite side of the river was covered in blood, behind him the war was raging but he was unconscious, smiling and waving in the blood and fire, that was goodbye, that was sadness, that was deep helplessness and bitter tenderness, unswerving love and undying obsession.

No one could read his laughter, it was a long time mixed with an endless past, a time they didn't participate in.

The four of them wanted to go over to him, but to their horror, they couldn't cross the not too wide river in front of them at all, as if there were endless years between them, out of reach.

The dream was cut off, and a tear crossed the long river, cut through space, cut through time, cut off everything, and fell into the unknown. Shattering the dream, the four of them woke up, and their clothes were wet with cold sweat, which was undoubtedly a nightmare for them......

At the end of the day, the same scene appears in different places, the same world has different them, or the dislocation and overlap of time or space.

Early the next morning, the five little guys from Yingjie came to the room where the village chief talked about it together.

The strange thing is that there is nothing unusual about the four of White Fang'er, as if the dream never appeared, or was forgotten or deleted!? The old man nodded in satisfaction, his gaze swept over the five little ones, and he basically understood their general situation.

Before he could speak, the little fat man came up, "Grandpa Patriarch, Grandpa Patriarch, can I cultivate!? Hurry up and teach me!" The other four children also looked at it eagerly, their big black eyes full of excitement and eager eagerness.

The old man looked at him for a moment, and felt a little funny, and couldn't help but crack the corner of his mouth with a smile of relief and joy, "Okay, let grandpa tell you about this cultivation first." ”

The five little ones immediately sat down on the spot, sat on the cushion and surrounded the old man, their immature little faces were full of excitement and curiosity, and their necks stretched out, waiting for the old man to continue talking, and no one else came to disturb the old five children at this time, because this is a major matter related to the inheritance and development of the clan, and there is no room for sloppiness.

The old man's face was solemn, he coughed, and the sound of vicissitudes sounded.

"The way of this cultivation is to fight with the heavens, with the earth, with demons, with fierce beasts, and with people. The old man listened and looked at them with a solemn expression, after all, a child of a few years old had never seen the cruelty of the world and could not understand this.

Sure enough, the five little guys were all at a loss and didn't understand the deep meaning.

"Grandpa, why fight, like in the village, everyone lives happily together, isn't it good to be happy?"

Although White Fang is quirky, she still doesn't understand, after all, she is a child who does not understand the world and is innocent, and the same is true for other little ones.

"Okay, don't worry about it so much, but you must remember Grandpa's words, you will understand when you grow up. ”

The old man sighed helplessly, and a few little guys nodded as if they didn't understand, and the old man continued,

"Those who cultivate are called monks, and those who do not cultivate are called mortals, and the so-called difference between immortals and mortals is this reason. Compared to monks, mortals are really like ants, able to be easily crushed to death, alas.

You must remember that you must not bully the weak and kill too many mortals as a monk, so according to old legends, many mortal spirits can settle accounts with peak monks, remember to remember. ”

The five little guys nodded as if they didn't understand, didn't bother the patriarch and grandpa, listened carefully, and the old man also spoke seriously.

"As far as Grandpa knows, the monks are divided into four realms from low to high: the physical realm, the spiritual realm, the divine realm, and the divine realm, and each realm is divided into nine heavens, and the difference between each realm is like a heavenly moat, and the difference between each heaven is also huge.

The monks of the first heaven of the body realm are stronger than the top masters among the hundreds of mortals, and the monks of the double heaven of the body realm are even more crushing the monks of the first heaven, the further the difference, often the monks of the higher the one heaven cultivation can easily kill dozens or hundreds of monks of the lower one heaven.

And the monks of the Divine Realm are omnipotent, like gods. Legend has it that the great powers above the divine realm are stepping on the heavens, the earth, mountains and rivers, picking the sun, moon and stars with their hands, destroying the heavens and the earth at every turn, and crisscrossing the world. ”

The old man was very excited, and the little ones were even more fascinated by it, and little stars appeared in their big eyes.

"Patriarch Grandpa, what kind of strength are you!?" Wang Feng's eyes were full of longing, fantasizing about his future self, and his heart was suddenly full of pride.

"Grandpa, it's just a spiritual realm. As he spoke, a green glow appeared on the old man's right hand, which was very soft.

"Wow, that's so beautiful!" the little ones immediately gathered around and stared at the green light in the old man's hand, with a look of curiosity, admiration, and longing, eager to do the same, but they didn't know how terrifying the power of this light group was.

After a while, under the reluctant gaze of a few little guys, the old man collected the green light cluster.

"You little guys, don't be too ambitious, the most important thing for you now is to start your own cultivation. Grandpa told you, if you want to reach the realm of grandpa, you have to work harder. ”

"Really, Grandpa Patriarch?"

"Of course it's true!"

"Yes, we can become monks, we can become stronger!"

"Okay, okay, let grandpa tell you the basics. The old man spoke excitedly, and the little ones listened attentively.

Xiao Yingjie suddenly remembered the words of the person in his dream, "The beginning of cultivation is for the beginning." However, he did not know what the beginning was. At the same time, what followed was a feeling of heartache, which was uncomfortable, but Xiao Yingjie did not show a strange expression, maybe he was used to it.

"First of all, you must understand that the body is the foundation of all cultivation, and only when the body is strong can you advance to a higher level and become more powerful. Therefore, the first state of a monk is the physical state. And how can we strengthen our bodies?"

"I know, I know, my brother told me that absorbing the aura of heaven and earth can be used to strengthen oneself?" Li Tao shouted excitedly, as if offering a treasure.

The old man nodded slightly, "That's right, it's just as Xiao Tao said." But do you know how to absorb the aura of heaven and earth to strengthen yourself?" the little ones shook their heads in unison, "I don't know. ”

"Grandpa told you, that is, there is a sea in our body, so that an island appears in the sea, as long as the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the outside world comes into contact with it, then you can start your spiritual path. ”

Although I have never seen the sea, I have heard my grandfather tell Uncle Zhang that the sea is millions of times bigger than the waterhole next to our village, how can it be in our body. "Well, the sea has become a big pool at this time!

The other little guys didn't believe it, and the old man touched the little head of the white tooth, "The little girl listened to grandpa." The sea that Grandpa said is not an ordinary sea, it is called the sea of life, which is our vitality, but all living beings have vitality, and the sea of life is its collection. And that island is called the Wheel of Life, and only with it can we practice. ”

"Patriarch Grandpa, how do we see the sea inside our bodies, how do we make islands rise in the sea?"

Yingjie looked puzzled, his brows furrowed deeply, full of thought. The old man looked at Yingjie appreciatively, and then said, "Grandpa will teach you how to peek into your own sea of life now, raise the wheel of life, start the beginning of cultivation, and realize the enlightenment of the physical realm!"

The old man stretched out his slightly withered hand and touched the little ones one by one, and then the five little ones fell into chaos.

The body environment, as the name suggests, focuses on a "body".

It is recorded that in ancient times, many monks only cultivated their physique, and with their powerful bodies, they could fly to the heavens and the earth, move mountains and reclaim the sea, shatter the void, and destroy the heavens and the earth.

That's why the ancient saying "the body is the foundation" is circulating, which is not nonsense, but it is true, but now the times are different, the world has undergone several major changes, has become different, and has entered the era of the end of the law, too many Taoism, secret arts, supernatural powers, and law decisions have long been lost in the torrent of time, and can no longer reappear in the world.

Physical cultivation is one of them, it has long declined, and now the era has disappeared, and the occasional strong body is only a flash in the pan, not pure, although shocking, but not handed down, gradually extinct.

At this point, only the physical realm remains, although it is the foundation of the cultivation path, it is no longer the grand occasion of the past, and there is an indescribable sadness.

But no matter what, the physique is fundamentally extremely important after all, and all the big forces pay special attention to building the foundation of the physical realm, while some short-sighted people are pursuing the realm mana.

The physical environment is to strengthen oneself, temper one's body, expand the sea of life, and lay the foundation for the future.

The spiritual realm is the beginning of the monk's communication with heaven and earth, communication, absorption, operation, condensation, control, and use of the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, turning the free "qi" of the outside world into its own inner "qi", communicating with heaven and earth, Taoism and nature, seeking immortals and pursuing the Tao, and climbing to the peak of cultivation.

It can be said that the two realms of body and spirit are the foundation of cultivation, the starting point of cultivation, and the beginning of everything.

However, now the monks have been lost, chasing fame and profit, only looking at the level of the realm, and ignoring the fundamentals.

Flickering light and dark, it seems to understand but not understand.