Brother Lingtai analyzed to Zhang Lu, this strange existence is formless and substantial, even if it was attached to Yan Baihu's body at the beginning, the two of us didn't see anything when we went into the illusion - maybe a light wind and a few grains of dust on the Tatuine were actually the essence of Zhen - not to mention that it has been several years since it broke away from this True Circle monk, and you still ran in to find any clues, isn't this nonsense. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Actually, you came in with an excuse to see me again, right?"

Zhang Lu scratched his chin and thought for a moment: "Maybe...... Subconscious activity, of course you know much more than I do......"

"Your superficial consciousness pretended to come in to find relevant clues, knowing that the probability of success was lower than winning hundreds of millions of lottery prizes, but you deceived yourself and comforted yourself and said: What if?" Brother Lingtai was originally sitting on the threshold of the main hall, so he stood up and patted the dust on his buttocks, "Actually, your real intention is to meet me again." You always feel that if you deal with me more, you will be able to understand yourself deeply, and you will be able to speed up your cultivation......"

Zhang Lu nodded: "Maybe...... In the past three years, Pei Xuanren has been absent, and my cultivation speed has slowed down, and I may feel a little anxious about this in my heart......"

"This has nothing to do with Pei Xuanren's absence," Brother Lingtai pouted and smiled, "It's because you are too distracted, and you spend all your spiritual energy on Dao Fa Divine Power, and you naturally don't learn the basic subjects well enough." In your subconscious, you want to try whether the crooked Lingtai Mirage can still be used, if you can, just find someone to do it, and you can talk to me for a few more days......"

When Zhang Lu heard this, he couldn't help but slap his palms and his eyes lit up: "Oh, this trick is good!"

"Not bad, you're big!" Brother Lingtai opened his mouth and sprayed smoke on his face, "Zuo Ci told you a long time ago, this trick can give you an opportunity when the breakthrough is approaching, and it is useless to play tricks from time to time." Otherwise, as long as the master and apprentice spray at each other, they will become a cultivator in the illusion realm for hundreds of years, and it will only take a day or two to put aside the reality, and they can all soar in the day. It's not!"

Zhang Lu shrugged his shoulders and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Even if it's not good, there's no harm." ”

Brother Lingtai shook his head: "It's hard to say if there is any harm...... The inner world of human beings is very complicated, who knows what kind of demon moth will be in someone's subconscious? You are awake now, you may not be awake forever, if you are deep in it and can't get out......"

Zuo Ci once said to Zhang Lu that in an illusion, you can't spend too long, otherwise it's easy to lose yourself - even in the illusion you have created. Therefore, after the caster uses the "Lingtai Mirage", if the recipient cannot come out within a certain period of time, he must also take the responsibility of awakening. Zhang Lu used the "Lingtai Mirage" on Yan Baihu before, but as a result, he deviated and absorbed himself, but fortunately, he still kept his heart clear, so he could get rid of the illusion at any time.

But this sobriety is not absolute. Previously inexplicably set foot in "Tatuine", the scene was too absurd, so he could clearly distinguish the difference between the real and the false, and he could get out when he wanted to get out - but that time it may have been that he got rid of the illusion first, and Zhang Lu did not leave on his own. This time, it was because the Mirror Monk, who had been dead for a long time, appeared in the illusion of the True Circle, that Zhang Lu was able to keep the Lingtai clear......

If he enters a fantasy realm that seems to be no different from the real world, and there is no abnormality in the slightest, can Zhang Lu still distinguish between the real and the false? Will he be confused for a moment, mistake the illusion for reality, and fall into it, and never be able to escape again?

Zhang Lu couldn't help but think of a movie called "Inception" that he had seen in his previous life, the virtual and the real, overlapping, and even whether the protagonist was really out of the dream at the end, the audience had different interpretations, and they were still arguing on the Internet - the director is also a ghost, he never explains, he just smiles. If you really find someone at random and play this deviated "Lingtai Mirage," you really can't say that you will sink into it one day, and it will be difficult to extricate yourself! Thinking of this, I can't help but have a slight cold war.

"Actually," Brother Lingtai comforted Zhang Lu, "You have been in the mountains for a long time, and you haven't been able to see Xuan Jian if you want to find him, and he has already hung up if you want to find the magic mirror monk, so you are really empty and lonely, so you came to me to chat." If you come here, then you will be safe, let's just walk around here casually - don't take it as an example!"

As the two spoke, they left the main hall and walked around the temple. There are not just the two of them in the temple, there are often monks hurrying by, just like the real world. But as he walked, he suddenly saw a monk standing under a big tree in the distance, his hands wrapped in his sleeves, his face facing the two of them, as if he was looking carefully. Zhang Lu felt a little strange, so he asked Brother Lingtai: "Isn't this a heart model monk?"

Brother Lingtai nodded: "It's him—what's wrong?"

"When I entered the temple, I once heard people say that this heart model monk has been wandering outside for many years, or the magic mirror left a suicide note, and specially sent someone to invite him to preside over the Fawang Temple. Dozens of monks in the temple, no one had seen him before the death of the Fa Jing, so after he entered the temple, he almost couldn't suppress the monks, relying on the profundity of Buddhism, and even preached the Dharma several times before he calmed down all the big guys and accepted the fact that he succeeded the host......

"In other words, the magic mirror and the heart model should not appear in the temple at the same time. ”

Brother Lingtai blinked: "So what's the matter? After all, this is just an illusion created by Zhenyuan's subconscious, and it can't be completely consistent with reality." ”

Zhang Lu wrinkled his brows: "I always feel weird......"

Brother Lingtai smiled indifferently: "Then go over and ask him." ”

So the two of them approached and became a courtesy. The heart model hurriedly returned the salute, and then said with a smile: "The son is here today." If the Son does not come, I will not speak, and since the Son comes, I can speak. ”

Zhang Lu asked, "What does the Master teach?"

The heart model monk hesitated for a moment, but finally let out a long sigh and said, "I really can't stand it...... I thought it was a lot of fun, but after doing it for a long time, it felt really boring. It seems that I am also a person who has no long nature, plus is too lively and active, and my mouth is not strict!"

Zhang Lu was taken aback and hurriedly asked him, "Why did the mage say this......?" I, you...... It's because I've interfered with this illusion that you're talking in plain language, right?"

The heart model raised his hand and stroked his heart: "Whew, I finally said it, it's much more comfortable to say it." He didn't answer Zhang Lu's question, but looked Brother Lingtai up and down: "This is ......"

Brother Lingtai was not subtle: "I am his subconscious." ”

"Ahh ”

Zhang Lu frowned tightly, and asked word by word: "Who are you? What do you want to say to me?"

The heart model replied: "What I want to say is that you shouldn't come in at all, there are too many false things in this world, and you have to create a new layer of falsehood, put yourself in it, and sooner or later you will make it impossible for you to find the north." ”

"What is falsehood?"

The heart model pointed to his nose: "I am just false." Then he pointed at Brother Lingtai again: "He is also false." Finally, he pointed to Zhang Lu: "Actually, you are also false." ”

Zhang Lu shook his head: "I'm not a monk, I don't know how to fight." ”

"'When the fake is true, the truth is also false, and there is nowhere to do nothing'," the heart model first quoted an old saying, and then said to Zhang Lu, "It's like you have a big dream, everything in the dream is fake, but there are also some reflections from the real world, you can hardly distinguish between the two, after a long time, it is inevitable to fall into a dream, and you can't distinguish between truth and falsehood......"

Zhang Lu didn't pay much attention to his words, but turned his head and asked Brother Lingtai: "This guy has also read "Dream of Red Mansions"?! Is it a fantasy created by Zhenyuan, or is it an illusion created by me?"

Brother Lingtai shrugged his shoulders: "You ask me, who do I ask?"

The heart model grinned: "Ask me." The spell is cast by you, even if you don't spy on this illusion, it will inevitably have an impact on the illusion, not to mention that this trick is also deviated, you can enter it yourself, then your consciousness will naturally become a part of the illusion - you are here to find clues, have you found it?"

"Haven't started looking for ...... yet"

"Even if you put a clue in front of you, you may not really find it. You're not Sherlock Holmes, you're not Renzaburo Furuhata, you're just a detective drama enthusiast, and you don't burn very badly. Speaking of this, the heart model suddenly smiled weirdly: "Xu Huang mentioned it to you, there was a monk who guided him to find the Dong girl that day, so that he could have a big battle with you." Then the first time you encounter trouble is in this Dharma King Temple, and the Dharma Mirror monk uses a scripture to help you exorcise trouble. The piles and piles are all clues, have you studied them together?"

Zhang Lu was shocked and asked, "Could it be that the Buddha Sect wants to clean me up...... Or are you trying to win me over?"

The heart model sprayed on the spot: "Donor, this kind of Buddhist and Taoist war is too old-fashioned, and you can think of it - besides, how can there be any Taoism here?"

Zhang Lu had read a lot of Taoist books in his previous life, studied the origin of Taoism, and knew that what the heart model said was also right or not. It is correct to say that it is because the Eastern Han Dynasty did not yet have a well-organized and regular scientific and ceremonial system, which can be regarded as Taoism in the true sense of the word; it is not right, in a broad sense, the rudiments of Taoism have already been produced in these years, that is, Taiping Taoism and Wudou Mijiao.

There are four sources of traditional Taoism in China, one is ancient witchcraft - the most prosperous in the Wu and Chu regions, the second is the magic of immortals - the coastal areas, especially Qidi as its base camp, the third is the Huang Lao doctrine, and the fourth is the Confucian proverbs. In fact, these four are also entangled with each other and inseparable, for example, the fairy magic can actually be regarded as a special form of witchcraft, and the doctrine of Wei Wei is also from Huang Lao and witchcraft, only put on a Confucian coat. For example, Lao Tzu is a Chu person, and his thinking has a great witch style; Huang Lao's theory admires Huang, Lao, Lie, and Zhuang, but in fact, the Yellow Emperor seeks immortality, Lao Tzu says Wu Wei, Lie Zi is expensive to maintain health, and Zhuangzi is free to care, and his philosophical ideas are not quite the same.

The above miscellaneous things were put together to form the primitive Taoism of the Wei and Jin dynasties, and then absorbed a lot of Buddhist ideas, which finally formed Taoism in the true religious sense - when the Quanzhen Tao was born, its belief system and philosophical ideas can basically be said to be half-Taoist and half-explained.

Therefore, there is no Taoism in the real sense of the word, Zhang Lu claims to follow Pei Xuanren to cultivate, this "Tao" is the meaning of the principle of the Great Dao, not the name of religion - in fact, it should be "cultivating immortals" more accurately. He didn't follow Zhang Jiao to learn the Taiping Taoism, nor did he follow Zhang Lu to learn the Wudoumi Sect, so what kind of Taoist was he? So since there is no Taoism in the true sense, where can there be any Buddhism and Taoism to compete with, and where can there be any liberation to clean him up or win him over?

Zhang Lu was still groaning, but the heart model monk shook his head: "Forget it, the time has not come, your mind is still like a child, I said it in vain......" The voice gradually lowered: "It's better not to say it, I don't believe it, it's better not to say it, I want to say it first, but it's better not to say it......" muttered to himself, turned around and walked slowly behind the tree. The two hurriedly chased after them, but they could no longer find any trace of the model monk.

Zhang Lu and Brother Lingtai looked at each other. Zhang Lu asked: "What does he mean by this?" Brother Lingtai raised his eyebrows: "I am your subconscious, I only know a little bit of consciousness that you can't realize on the surface, and I am not a jack ......of all trades" Then he spat on the ground: "Ah, I also let the monk take a crooked one, and I actually started to talk about tongue twisters." ”

Zhang Lu scratched his head: "You are winding your mouth, my whole brain is starting to circle......" Brother Lingtai answered: "I said it earlier, you shouldn't use this spell at every turn, sooner or later you will get yourself into it." Listen to my advice, it's better to get out of here quickly, people's subconscious is unfathomable, this form of illusion, it is better to have less contact or less contact. ”

Zhang Lu frowned tightly and muttered, "Who is the heart model in this illusion? Is it a real heart model, or is it a remnant of Zhen? or is it my deeper subconscious ......?"