Chapter 21 No image is qi, pulling the spirit

White, endless white.

At night in the desert, everything is quiet, and the cold air lingers in an empty sense of loneliness. Occasionally, sparse trees also stand alone on the sand, as the last landmark of travelers. It was so quiet that you could smell the needles. But there was also a "boom" in the distance, and the sound of "boom" was like the panting of an old cow - it was the golden river that was turbulent day and night.

The moonmirror hangs high, resting in this clean sky where no partner can be found. The moonlight sprinkled the frost and white snow, spreading all over this vast desert, the sky and the earth blended, brittle as thin ice, and the vast space was filled with endless desolation. The sand rolls and leaves fly, and the soul has not returned.

In the stone room, Mo Xuan sat upright on the cold stone bed, his knees crossed, his eyebrows slightly closed. In the oil lamp on the side, the oil core licked the yellow tongue of fire and jumped and flickered in the cold air, keeping the temperature in the stone room warm.

Bursts of translucent flow of air swirled around Mo Xuan, as if he had been wrapped in his entirety, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, falling downward from time to time.

"There is no elephant for the air, and the spirit is pulled.

All laws are connected, and the flow is four.

Hao Tang Ling gathers, and the savings will be moved.

Four-end synaesthesia, hundreds of bones are hidden. “

In my head was my grandfather's old voice. The first time he ran the Great Rama Heart Sutra, Grandpa told him this passage that was unintelligible to him and asked him to memorize it.

Although he did not understand the meaning of this passage, he had to recite it in his mind every time he recited the Mahalama Heart Sutra. After carefully reading the "Great Rama Heart Sutra" that his grandfather had handed down to him, he realized that it was necessary to recite the sutra silently during every Sunday operation, so that it could assist the efficiency of cultivation.

The Great Rama Heart Sutra was transmitted from the Bodhi sect in the land of the Eastern Pole. The cultivation of the Bodhi Sect is mainly based on the cultivation of the mind, and most of its disciples are masters of mental cultivation, and all of them are people with outstanding mental qualities. And most of them recite scriptures all day long, to exercise their minds, in order to achieve enlightenment one day.

Now, in Mo Xuan's feelings, in front of him was a barren and chaotic darkness, like a black room that could not seep a trace of light. In the center of this darkness, there is a small sapling that stands out. Although it is too small to count, it is verdant and full of vitality.

This is the bodhi seed that is cultivated according to the cultivation method in the Maharama Heart Sutra. And when a cultivator succeeds in planting the Bodhi Seed in his own spirit, it also means that he has succeeded in the first step of his cultivation—after all, not everyone can condense the Bodhi seed in his own spirit.

The filthy flow of qi carefully circulated along the path designated by Mo Xuan in his body. Although he had been practicing the Great Rama Heart Sutra for some time, the cultivation path of this "strangleholding" realm was too complicated, so he was not able to fully familiarize himself with this circular route, and he had to concentrate and be extremely careful every time he ran it, so as not to make a mistake and bring trouble.

"Strangling the gods", "niche", and "exquisite", these are the three major realms of cultivation of the "Great Rama Heart Sutra".

Each realm is a new world, so it has its own unique cultivation path, but the higher it goes, the more complicated it becomes. However, if you have ascended to a realm, then the improvement of the cultivator is also immeasurable.

The pure air flow of the imageless body surrounds every part of Mo Xuan's body, washing Mo Xuan's limbs and bones in the cycle after cycle, and taking away the magazines in the corners of his body.

"There is no elephant for the air, and the spirit is pulled.

All laws are connected, and the flow is four.

Hao Tang Ling gathers, and the savings will be moved.

Four-end synaesthesia, hundreds of bones are hidden. “

Mo Xuan's spirit was clear. The breath of imagelessness surrounds the Bodhi sapling, imperceptibly making it grow in the moisture. When this Bodhi sapling grows to a certain stage, it will break through the shackles and grow into a towering tree.

。。。。。。

"Hoo -——"

Mo Xuan let out a long breath and woke up from his cultivation. The light of the oil lamp still danced, reflecting Mo Xuan's slender shadow on the pale yellow walls of the stone room. Mo Xuan got up and moved his stiff body slightly, with exhaustion in his eyes.

"This cultivation is really exhausting, and after just such a moment, I feel that I have no strength in my whole body. Sure enough, the path of cultivation is not easy. ”

Mo Xuan sighed. He twisted his neck and two arms, making a crackling sound.

Then, he touched the silver ring on his right finger, and a flash of silver light flashed, and a bamboo scroll appeared on his hand. On the outside of the scroll, write these three big characters "Shezhen Volume".

"Shezhen Volume", one of the two scrolls that Grandpa gave to Mo Xuan at this time. The Great Rama Heart Sutra is a method of cultivation to assist in the cultivation of runes, while the Shezhen Scroll is a volume of martial arts in the land of the East Pole, which is the general talisman of the sunset sandbank.

"Shezhen eight characters, Zhen, Li, Kan, De, flow, shape, Mo, Jie. It is the Dharma of the Bodhicitta Sutra, which uses qi to convey the mind, creates a hundred methods of the mind, and the spirit is proud, and to give it up is to give up the truth. “

"Grandpa's "Shezhen Scroll" should be the method of applying the rune, but this cultivation is too difficult. “

Mo Xuan groaned, thinking to himself.

"Try it. “

Mo Xuan took a deep breath and spit out heavily, calming his mind. His eyes were closed, and he repeated the cultivation method of the "Shezhen Scroll" in his mind, and his hands changed rapidly. I could see that between his eyebrows, a black mark kept flickering, looming.

"Shezhen eight characters, Zhen, Li, Kan, De, flow, shape, Mo, Jie. It is the Dharma of the Bodhicitta Sutra, which uses qi to convey the mind, creates a hundred methods of the mind, and the spirit is proud, and to give it up is to give up the truth. “

"Whew-"

Mo Xuan exhaled a long breath, and then his eyes suddenly opened, and a character burst out of his mouth gently.

"Zhen—"

A character with half syllables, dragged out in a long way. I saw that at this moment, the black rune on Mo Xuan's forehead shone brightly, and then a stream of air condensed around Mo Xuan, turning into an extremely strong thrust and spreading outward. I saw a roar, and the whole stone room shook violently, and the oil lamp at the head of the bed fell to the ground, and suddenly the stone room became dark.

Rumble!

The huge shock also knocked Mo Xuan to the ground, dizzy. The strength of the whole body seemed to be drained, and the feeling of exhaustion flowed all over the body.

"Whew, whew. Grandpa's "Shezhen Volume" is really powerful, just this time it drained my whole body. According to the scroll, those who are mighty can say the eighth word. It can even level mountains and fill the ocean in an instant!"

He struggled to his feet, fumbled for the oil lamp, picked it up and lit it, and smiled awkwardly when he saw the mess in the stone chamber.

"It seems that I will cultivate the talisman in the future, so I will still be outside......"

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