Ling Yun suddenly found that people in the world are so sad, especially ordinary people, even more sad, reality is like a dream, but there are many people who are obsessed with this dream. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Especially those ordinary people, for ordinary people, the general life expectancy is only a hundred years, and in this hundred years, many of them are busy for fame and profit.

Although they are busy, they don't know that in the end it is just an emptiness, and in this world, what cannot be obtained forever will become an emptiness in the end.

What is emptiness, a dream is emptiness, reality is a big dream, and in this big dream, there is boundless emptiness.

Life is only a hundred years, love is also a hundred years, hatred is also a hundred years, pain is also a hundred years, suffering is also a hundred years, success is also a hundred years, defeat is also a hundred years, and in the end everything is empty.

Everything that cannot be obtained forever is empty, and that's when people start to cultivate.

Cultivators believe that with continuous cultivation, a person's lifespan will continue to increase, to the point of immortality, to the point where heaven and earth decay and I am immortal, and the sun and moon disappear and I do not die.

Immortal, only love, love, fame, thousands of people admire, heaven and earth must also worship!

At this moment, Ling Yun felt a little glad that he was a cultivator and not a mortal, but in the rejoicing, he also felt sad for a mortal, in his opinion, mortals were tormented by this dream in reality.

Many people think that this dream in reality is real, so they are all struggling, they are all working, and when they are tired from work, people in reality need to sleep.

Ling Yun is a cultivator, so he naturally knows that sleeping is drowsy, under normal circumstances, Ling Yun does not sleep, even if he sleeps, he is lying down and running the vitality in his body, which is also a kind of cultivation.

Ordinary people sleep with drowsiness, and the so-called drowsiness means that they don't know what they're thinking at all, and at that time, they enter a kind of selfless consciousness.

After staying in this selfless consciousness for a long time, the person starts dreaming, and those dreams are all chaotic and completely out of the control of the dreamer, some of whom remember what they had before, and some of them can't.

Ling Yun really felt sad for mortals in the real world, and his sadness was real, a kind of sadness in his bones.

When mortals dream, it is a dream within a dream, and the reality is a dream, and it is ridiculous to continue dreaming.

Ling Yun suddenly felt that he had been deceived by this heaven and earth.

However, Ling Yun is not a pessimistic person, at this time, he is very lucky, glad that he is a cultivator, he believes that with his cultivation, he will definitely be able to get out of the dream one day, and he can really go to the outside world to have a look.

As he thought about it, his mind began to pop up again with the illusion full of snow before, and he saw the figure of the "Dao" in the snow, in his opinion, whether it was the snow or the Dao, it was a very beautiful thing.

After seeing the Tao, Ling Yun was able to sigh at the same time, and it also strengthened his determination to seek the Tao, and only by seeking the Tao could he get out of this world full of dreams.

Thinking about it, Ling Yun slowly walked to the side of the bed, and after he got on the bed, he began to cross his legs and knees, and began to meditate.

At this time, when he meditated, he still couldn't be like a stone without any thoughts, and he understood that even if he was like a stone, then he couldn't become enlightened, and if he didn't have any thoughts like a stone, then the stone on the mountain would have already attained enlightenment, and he wouldn't need to cultivate the path.

The current Ling Yun, although he has no thoughts, is aware of everything around him, and the wind and grass around him have all entered his ears.

Meticulously, he could feel it even when the moonlight swayed on the windowsill.

This is to enjoy the surroundings in meditation, to feel the benefits of the surroundings, and this feeling is not to deliberately feel a certain place, but to observe naturally, and in natural observation, there is a kind of enjoyment, which is the enjoyment of tranquility.

During the meditation, Ling Yun suddenly felt that it seemed that sitting on this bed and meditating always lacked a kind of charm, and while thinking about it, he opened his eyes.

After opening his eyes, Ling Yun got out of bed, put on his boots, and he swept the spear behind him, and the whole person was loaded on the spear, thinking about flying out of the windowsill.

At this time, it was late at night, but this Qingxiang Building was still lively before, and there were many noble sons, young masters, and masters coming in and out.

But Lingyun Edgeworth's speed was very fast, like a gust of wind, and without being noticed, he came to a bush not far from this Qingxiang Building.

In fact, when he came to this grass, he could have used teleportation, but he didn't use it now, he felt that it was so dark, if he used teleportation, it would lack a charm.

He felt that the beauty of the good day at this time, how important the charm is, life, life is actually to pursue a charm.

Although he cultivated in order to get out of this dream realm, he understood how difficult it was to get out of this dream realm, and it was not so easy to do.

Since a thing is not so easy to do, then when doing it, you should do it with a mood of enjoyment, and when you do something with a mood of enjoyment, it no longer matters whether that thing is successful or fails.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Yun's whole person came to the grass, and his whole person began to sit up in the grass.

When he sat up, he let the breeze blow around him, and the wind blew his hair behind him, and the black robe on his body couldn't stop rippling around.

The sky was dark and bright, what a contradiction, but it existed, when the moonlight sprinkled, in the dark sky, brought up a white light.

When the white light was sprinkled on Ling Yun's body again, he seemed to be able to feel the moonlight, and he liked the feeling of the moonlight shining on his body very much, and he enjoyed this feeling very much.

What he wants is such an artistic conception, a person is very quiet, in this very quiet moment, there is a wisp of breeze that blows the black robe, blows the hair, and then the moonlight in the sky slowly sprinkles through the night, how perfect, how enjoyable.

If he could, Ling Yun hoped that this kind of enjoyment would continue, he knew that such a quiet artistic conception was difficult to obtain in many cases, and he was dreaming of such an artistic conception many times.

In the enjoyment, Ling Yun meditated quietly, and while meditating, there were occasionally a few insect chirpings around him, and the insect chirping not only did not disturb the quiet of the surroundings, but also made the surroundings appear quieter. (To be continued.) )