Wang Ling was shocked beyond measure, realizing the harm that exposing his innocent heart might bring to himself.

The ability to cultivate on one's own without spending time meditating cross-legged has a great attraction for any monk, no wonder it is said that its existence cannot be exposed unless it is absolutely necessary, presumably there are many people in this world who know the immaculate heart, after all, Sun Qihao is famous, if you think that others do not know the existence of the immaculate heart, it is inevitably a little self-deceptive.

Seeing Wang Ling's concerns, the man was relieved: "After you step into the four products, you don't need to have this concern, the four products and the six realms,

Immediately afterwards, the man said: "If you think that this is the only way, then you are very wrong, the immaculate heart is indeed beneficial to cultivation, but its real value is far more than this, human life is like yin and yang, the original origin is the same and gathered as one, the body is yang, the soul is yin, the martial artist opens the yang realm, it is based on martial arts, the will is the root, breaking the physical limitations, borrowing the power of a certain law from heaven and earth, and the same is true for qi refiners, some people call this kind of means related to their own destiny supernatural powers, or supernatural abilities, usually, A person can only borrow one kind of supernatural power, and a person with dual martial qi cultivation can take two. ”

The man paused, then continued, "But the Unsullied Heart is different, it seems to be one, but in fact there are nine. ”

"Nine?!" Wang Ling exclaimed.

The man said, "I know it's a bit unbelievable, but it's true that there are nine kinds, and I've seen it with my own eyes." ”

"Then if you add the self-cultivation Dehai you just said, wouldn't I be ......" Wang Ling's breath stagnated.

The man bowed his head: "That's right, there are ten kinds of magical powers you can use. ”

"This..."It was not until this moment that Wang Ling finally understood what a terrifying existence Sun Qihao was, with such great ability, why did he starve for three months? And he suffered so many sins.

Wang Ling felt that the old man was deliberately playing tricks on himself, so he dragged him to work as a beggar and a homeless person for three months, in fact, how did he know that everything was done by Sun Qihao on purpose, one was to hide people's eyes and ears, and the other was to observe his mind in the process.

"Do you remember the white light on your body during the previous battle with the Dongchuan Hou Secret Guard?"

Wang Ling nodded: "Remember." ”

"How did it feel?"

Wang Ling glanced at his hands and said softly: "It doesn't seem to have any special feelings, it's just that it is difficult to generate other emotions in my heart, the original anger has also dissipated, it is very flat, and I don't even feel pain, the sense of the outside world is very clear, when I mobilize my body to fight, I only feel unprecedented comfort, and it seems that my combat power has also improved a lot." ”

"That's the normal state of the innocent heart, so that your mind is free of distractions and at the same time shields the sense of pain, it can't improve combat power, that's the strength you should have, it just helps you make the best use of things, so that you can give full play to the ability of your senses and body, and that white light is also called moral streamer."

"Moral streamer?" Wang Ling asked subconsciously.

"That's what my father-in-law called it, and he said that it was a manifestation of the overflowing qi that contained his own Dao meaning, and it was usually white."

"Oh, I see, but it can change colors, depending on what you mean?" Wang Ling grasped the point.

The man's gaze suddenly became solemn, and he said, "That's right, different supernatural powers show different colors, if you want to obtain the rest of the supernatural powers of the Innocent Heart, you need to go through many emotions in the mortal world and comprehend the seven emotions. ”

"Don't think it's easy, every emotion needs you to be enlightened, it's a disaster for you, and it's definitely not something that can be affected by the emotions generated by small fights on weekdays."

Wang Ling was embarrassed, when he heard the seven emotions, he really felt that it was very simple, he was an ordinary man, and the seven emotions and six desires were experienced all the time for himself, until the man issued a warning, and when he saw the other party's eyes that attached great importance to it, Wang Ling immediately put away his contempt.

Then Wang Ling suddenly felt that something was not right, and asked, "Seven feelings?" Aren't those seven supernatural powers, but didn't you just say that there are still eight? ”

The man said solemnly: "This is the second thing I want to remind you, no matter which ability you mobilize, the corresponding emotions will occupy your heart, and you must not urge them at the same time to make yourself deep in the seven emotions." ”

Wang Ling swallowed: "What will happen if you are trapped in it?" ”

"The moral streamer will turn black, you will completely lose yourself, and the consequences will be unimaginable, I have only seen this situation once in my stepfather, when ......" The voice stopped abruptly, even after many years, recalling the scene at that time, men still feel afraid.

The man's eyes showed an unconcealable fear, Wang Ling saw it in his eyes, didn't ask what happened later, roughly guessed the result, and silently reminded himself to be cautious about this matter.

After another short silence, the man exhaled lightly and said: "It's not too early, I've told you enough, I haven't said so much in the past few years, you rest, get up tomorrow, the injury should be almost healed, you wake up and leave on your own, every night, I will go to look for you." ”

"Also, except for Cao Yong, you are not allowed to disclose things about me to anyone."

Wang Ling nodded, and when he saw that the man turned around and was about to open the door and leave, Wang Ling suddenly stopped him: "Wait, should I call you master?" ”

The man said coldly, "I'm not worthy. ”

Wang Ling pursed his lips, if you are not worthy, what are you proud of, and asked, "Then what do I call you?" ”

"Omen."

"Okay." Knowing that this was his code name, Wang Ling didn't bother with it much, and it was just a title.

When he looked at the door again, he saw that the door was wide open, and the man was no longer visible. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he complained softly: "It's really not exquisite, people are gone, so I can bring the door shut." ”

As soon as he finished muttering, he slammed, and the door seemed to be closed by himself.

Ah......h Did he hear me? Wang Ling was taken aback, and he tried to look through the window for Rouzhao's figure, but he saw nothing but the swaying branches and leaves and the bright moonlight.

After a quarter of an hour, guessing that the person had gone away, Wang Lingcai lay flat on the bed, unintentionally sleeping, and recalled what the man had said in his mind, only feeling like a dream.

After truly understanding the world, the original questions were answered, but new doubts followed.

Why do second-rank monks cling to the inheritance of Taoism?

What exactly is Taoism?

Why did Lao Sun Tou choose himself?

What is his Taoist intention, and if the Taoist transformation requires two people to have the same moral intentions, what do he and him have in common?

Also, what does the old grandson want to do for himself? He hasn't explained it either, can't he say it, or is there some other reason?

Immaculate Heart...... Why is it so special?

Wang Ling tried to examine himself, but he did not understand vipassana, and after looking at it for half an hour, he found nothing.

Thinking about it, the old face resurfaced in his mind, and the corners of Wang Ling's mouth were miserable, and he muttered: "Ghost old thief, you really will find something for me to do......"

After speaking, he closed his eyes, breathed evenly and soothed, and fell into a deep sleep.

······

Qingzhou City, Cao Mansion.

At this moment, it was ugly, Cao Yong's study was still brightly lit, and Cao Yong was the only one in the room, sitting behind the table, as if waiting for someone.

After a while, the black-clothed iron-faced figure walked in, and after entering the room, two fingers shot out a qi machine, the door was closed, and the four eyes were facing each other, and the two stood opposite each other.

Cao Yong: "Lu Su sued the emperor." ”

Lu Shu is Dongchuan Hou, that is, Lu Jialei's father, Dongchuan is a county in Qingzhou, Dongchuan County is only twenty miles away from Qingzhou City, after learning that his son was beaten and taken out of the secret guard was killed, Lu Shu immediately sent people from Dongchuan all the way to Qingzhou City, asking Cao Yong and Du Mingtang to hand over the murderer.

Cao Yong moved out of the law, saying that the prince of the world was murderous and injured people in the street, and his entourage attacked and killed the servants of the city who were performing official duties, and the royal order had already been taken away by them, and now they came to ask for people, and they simply didn't put the law of Dajing in their eyes, and they didn't put the saint in their eyes, and they buttoned down a big hat and pushed the messenger back.

Then the envoy went to the Street Division to find Du Mingtang's dignitaries, Du Mingtang was even more inappropriate than Cao Yong, and directly ignored it, and even sent the rest of the people in the second room except Wang Ling and Shi Geng out of the city in advance two days in advance, and asked them to join the grain team.

This came and went, the messenger returned in a huff, and the angry Dongchuan Hou grabbed the beloved red cloud yellow glaze bottle and smashed it, and then sent someone into Beijing overnight to sue the emperor, saying that the ancestors followed Emperor Gaozu to fight in all directions, and now the descendants of later generations are persecuted, and the Qingzhou prefect and the sub-district division shield the murderer, and implore His Majesty to call the shots.

Emperor Lao Tzu saw it, and also felt a little headache, such a big thing also came to himself, but Dongchuan Hou is the title of Gaozu himself, and he can't really take it seriously when he is the emperor, as for whether Cao Yong and Du Mingtang are suspected of covering up, they can't just look at Dongchuan Hou's side of the rhetoric, and immediately drafted a will, ordering the Yushitai and the Criminal Department to send one person each to Qingzhou to supervise the case, and the political envoy of the Northwest Daobu assisted from the side.

The man's gaze under the iron face was stunned for a moment, and then he returned to normal, and chuckled: "Lu Shu, that old boy is really capable of making trouble, he can be regarded as officially tearing his face with you, this is to take the opportunity to pull you off the stage." ”

Cao Yong snorted coldly: "These princes and nobles are the emperor of the soil in their fiefdoms, and they are lawless, then Lu Jialei is a domineering person, bullying men and women in Dongchuan County, burning people's houses, meeting good-looking women on the street, catching up with him when he is in good spirits, and even daring to commit violence on the street, and now he is even running to my Qingzhou City to be presumptuous, Wang Ling beat him, I only feel happy, but ......"

"But he's not supposed to kill people in the street, is he?" Rou Zhao took over.

Cao Yong sighed: "Alas, the trouble is here, if it is me who is in charge, I can still make Lu Su retreat on the grounds of conniving at Hu Cong's attack on the city guards, but in two days, the officials of the Yushitai and the Criminal Department will arrive, accompanied by Liu Pingshan's people, I am afraid that it will not be good." ”

Rou Zhao suddenly looked at him: "Recently, the general flag from Qizhou doesn't seem to be very honest." ”

Cao Yong was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that Du Mingtang transferred the servants of the Qizhou Street Division, who were responsible for taking over the East Market during the second room escort grain and grass, and it has been a few days since he came, and the leading general flag is called Liu Ji, since he came to Qingzhou, these people do not put the local servants in Qingzhou in their eyes at all, and the East Market is indeed much quieter, which is completely literal, Liu Ji drove the displaced people to other jurisdictions, no matter day or night, the two cities of Dongcheng Third Street are not allowed to enter and exit.

The other rooms are gone, and letting these Qizhou guys come over is to help, not to make trouble for them, he Liu Jitu saves trouble and drives people out of his jurisdiction, they are busy wiping their butts, who can bear this? asked Du Mingtang to comment, but Du Mingtang didn't say anything about it, and only said to the general flag below to do his part. The general flags went to Liu Ji to theorize, and Liu Ji directly threw out a sentence, my uncle is Liu Pingshan, and it is reasonable to talk to him.

Zhang Haifeng and others couldn't afford to offend, so they had to break their teeth and swallow in their stomachs, seeing that there were more and more displaced people in their jurisdiction, they simply followed the same example, and also learned from Liu Ji to drive out the displaced people, so that even if there was a special shelter for the displaced people to rest in the city, the displaced people could not settle down, and could only wander around in the city.

Speaking of Liu Ji, Cao Yong hated his mother so much that he wanted to scold his mother, if it weren't for the calm mind of the reader, he would have scolded a long time ago, "It should have been an internal matter of their Street Division, but it turned out to be a big mess in the city, obviously it was he Du Mingtang who wanted someone to help assist in the order of the city, what was the result?" Lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot, and now it's a mess, but he himself has thrown it away, and he wants me to worry about these things, it's hateful. ”

Rou Zhao chuckled and said, "Didn't you say that Du Mingtang was already wearing the same pants as Liu Pingshan?" He doesn't care about Liu Ji, it doesn't mean that he intends to curry favor with Liu Pingshan, and he can't talk about lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot. ”

Cao Yong was speechless, and the atmosphere in the room was a little silent for a while.

Rou Zhao turned his head to look at Cao Yong, and seeing that he didn't speak, he asked with a smile, "What?" Did my words embarrass you? ”

Cao Yong sneered when he heard this: "I'm just a little surprised, it turns out that you also have a day of gags." ”

"You still have to think about how to deal with the people who came down to investigate the case above, I will let Wang Ling move back tomorrow, you think about how to deal with it in advance."

Cao Yong squinted at him: "Let him come back at this time, aren't you afraid that he will step into the city gate with his front foot and be caught with his back foot?" ”

Rou Zhao casually picked up an apple on the table, didn't eat it, just raised it in front of him to look at it, he quipped, "What are you afraid of?" The prefect of Qingzhou is you, and Du Mingtang of the Street Division obviously doesn't want to see Lu Xu's old ghost, what is there to worry about? ”

Cao Yong snatched the apple and said in a deep voice: "You know who I'm talking about!" ”

Rou Zhao took a deep breath and strode out of the door: "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and it is already their blessing for us old people to take care of them from the side, don't worry, he will be fine, I left him a talisman." ”

Amulet? Cao Yong frowned, and was about to say something, when he suddenly found that Rou Zhao's figure was gone, and then, with the sound of knocking on the door, a light and pleasant voice came from outside the door, "Daddy, haven't you slept yet?" My daughter brought you fragrant tea. ”

Cao Yong pursed his lips towards the place where Rou Zhao disappeared, picked up a book casually to read, and then coughed lightly twice and said to the door: "Come in." ”

A beautiful figure pushed the door in, holding a cup of warm tea in her hand.

Cao Yong looked at the tea that his daughter brought to him, motioned for her to put it on the table, and said, "Why did you come to me when you don't sleep at night?" ”

Cao Shuangxu obediently put down the tea, sorted out the official documents and books on the table for her father, and replied while playing: "My daughter has been bored and can't sleep for the past two days, so I want to go to the yard to breathe, and when I saw that the lights were still on here, I thought that my father had been too tired recently, so I thought about bringing you a cup of tea to help nourish my spirits." ”

Listening to his daughter's intimate words, Cao Yong's heart flashed with a trace of warmth, and he felt very relieved, but he didn't notice that when Cao Shuangxu was tidying up the desktop, a pair of bright and translucent eyes scanned all corners of the study intentionally or unintentionally.

"These subordinates are really, the screens are crooked and I haven't noticed it." As she spoke, she walked gently towards the screen, and when she saw that the screen was empty, a trace of disappointment and confusion flashed in her eyes.

Not behind a screen? But I saw two figures in the room just now······ Cao Shuangxu felt a little surprised, and once suspected that she was not awake and dazzled.

Cao Yong frowned and said: "This screen is too heavy, your body is weak, let the people get it tomorrow." ”

Cao Shuangsu smiled: "Daughter just look, by the way, Dad, doesn't there be any news from that kid?" That mysterious man kidnapped him, shouldn't you arrange for someone to search and rescue him as soon as possible, why has there been no sign of personnel deployment in the government so far? ”

Cao Yong pretended to be angry, threw the book in his hand on the table, and snorted coldly: "You are a girl's family, why do you ask this?" ”

"Isn't that kid entrusted to the Cao family by Mr. Jiu'an? My daughter is afraid that you will not be able to explain to her husband, but she also cares about you. "Cao Shuangxu used her housekeeping skills, coquettish!

Not to mention, Cao Yong really ate her set, and the anger on his face collapsed instantly, but he realized that there were other people in the house, so he had to pretend to be a gesture and said: "It's not early, you go back to the room to rest, Dad still has to read." ”

Cao Shuangxu was stunned for a moment, but she didn't plan to continue to entangle with her old father, "Then the daughter will go back first, and the father will rest early." After saying that, she walked out of the door slowly, closed the door from the outside, but she was not in a hurry to leave, but hid behind the porch and watched secretly, and waited for a while to see nothing abnormal, and then walked in the direction of her boudoir.

After confirming that Cao Shuangxu was far away, Rou Zhao jumped down from the beam of the house and said to Cao Yong: "You gave birth to a good daughter." ”

Cao Yong chuckled proudly: "My precious daughter can hide deeply, much stronger than me." ”

"I have observed her, delicate and decisive, soft and resolute, smart and lovely, kind-hearted, although her temperament is stronger, but she is also a woman who does not let her eyebrows, a while ago she was busy helping the homeless, I saw with my own eyes, it is indeed more like than you old-fashioned." It can be seen that Rou Zhao has a high evaluation of this Miss Cao family, and her words are full of praise.

After Wang Ling joined the Street Division, he never saw Cao Shuangxu again, and he was still wondering at that time, and asked Dawu, Dawu didn't know, in fact, Miss Cao was busy taking care of the homeless people outside the city, and in addition to Cao Yong, there were only cherries and the government officials stationed outside the city to maintain order.

"Envious? Envy me for having a good girl? "Cao Yong is happier than he is praising himself when he hears someone praising his daughter, Cao Shuangxu is a treasure more important than life for him.

Rou Zhao has been dealing with Cao Yong for seven or eight years, how could he not know Cao Yong's love for this daughter, and when he saw him showing off to himself, he deliberately said with a euphemistic sigh: "It's a pity, it's a woman, otherwise you will do a lot." ”

When Cao Yong heard this, his hand that was stroking his beard suddenly stiffened, and he was poked at the pain point and said angrily: "If there is nothing else, just get out, the old man is going to rest." ”

In fact, Cao Yong doesn't care if his daughter can make a difference, but he knows that Cao Shuangxu himself cares very much, and often laments that he is not a man, otherwise he will have to gain fame and seek the well-being of the people.

Rou Zhao sneered and pushed the door open, jumped onto the roof, and after a few breaths, disappeared into the night.

Cao Yong picked up the tea that his daughter had just sent, and he was stunned for a moment when his fingertips touched the teacup, although the tea was warm, it was not like it had just been brewed, and the teacup was not hot at all.

As if he had figured out something, Cao Yong pursed his mouth, drank the cup of tea, extinguished the candle with a candle cover, and went back to his room to sleep.

The next day, Wang Ling woke up from his bed, packed up the clothes of the city servants, the saber and the long whip, dressed neatly and was about to walk out of the door, when he suddenly paused, and looked at a letter on the table, and a jade wrench, which must have been left by Rou Zhao.

Walked over and opened the letter, and after reading it, he picked up the jade wrench with a surprised face and looked at it carefully, the texture was warm, green and transparent, carved with a green bamboo pattern, and there were four words "Qiyue Yuting", the first thought that came to Wang Ling's mind was: This wrench is worth a lot of money, right? This thought was immediately dispelled by him, and the letter left by Rou Zhao to him already explained the usefulness of this wrench, and it could not be sold.

After properly putting the wrench away with the letter, he went down the mountain and returned to the city.

The mountain forest where Wang Ling is located is not far from Qingzhou City, and it is quite close to the place where he and Lao Sun Tou went to the grave to steal sacrifices before, thinking of this, I can't help but think that Lao Sun Tou has not had much time, and it is inevitable that he will be a little sentimental, but he must not stop, and he must stride forward in the little time left until the old man is satisfied.

When approaching Qingzhou, Wang Ling saw patches of simple tents, which were somewhat lifted in simple terms, a few rotten bamboo poles, a few rags, and people lying in them covered half of their bodies at most.

"The number of displaced people has increased again, based on the population of Dingzhou, even if Dingzhou all falls, there will not be so many displaced people, what is going on?" Wang Ling said to himself, he walked all the way over, and the thin figures on both sides of the road hid when they saw him.

Why are they so afraid of me? Am I that scary······ Wang Ling was deeply surprised, he subconsciously rubbed his face, thinking that it was a problem with his appearance, and then denied this speculation, how could there be a problem with his appearance? ! Such a heroic face.

When he arrived at the city gate, Wang Ling saw a group of people holding broken bowls in their hands, looking like they were giving porridge, Wang Ling leaned over to take a look, it was really soup porridge, the officials put the porridge buckets on the table in a long row, angrily scolded the team leading the porridge, to avoid confusion or someone cutting in line, two of the figures seemed extremely discordant, respectively, the gentle and dignified ladies and the pretty and lovely maids.

He stood outside the crowd, jumping and waving his arms, shouting as he jumped: "Miss Cao! Sister Cherry! I'm here! ”

Cao Shuangxu, who was busy making porridge for the homeless, frowned slightly, and said to the maid beside her: "Cherry, did you hear any sound?" ”

The little maid scooped a large spoonful of porridge into the bowl in front of her, and sent a refugee away, she said, "No, did the young lady hear it wrong?" ”

Cao Shuangxu listened and confirmed that someone was indeed calling her, so she stood on tiptoe and looked around, and saw a head rising and falling from a distance, waving her arms, and after looking carefully for a while, she was surprised: "It's Wang Ling, it's Wang Ling back." ”

Hearing this, Cherry followed her gaze, really saw Wang Ling's face, and immediately took Cao Shuangxu's hand and said, "It's really Brother Ling'er back, Miss, it's really him!" ”

The master and servant handed the porridge spoon to the servant, took small steps to bypass the crowd, and walked to the other end of the porridge shed.

After the three of them met, without waiting for Wang Ling to speak, Cao Shuangxu scolded: "I thought you died outside, then Dongchuan Hou is looking for you in Qingzhou, what are you doing when you come back?" ”

Cherry felt that her young lady's tone was not appropriate, but it was not good to point it out to the master in front of the king's order, so she had to stand aside awkwardly and remain silent.

"I was injured a little, I got the help of a master, and I left for a few days, and I remembered Lord Cao and Miss you in my heart, oh yes, and Sister Cherry, I miss you, isn't this? As soon as I got better, I rushed back. Wang Ling said with a smile, he deliberately avoided the topic of Dongchuan Hou, since reading Rou Zhao's letter, he already had a general idea of how to deal with Dongchuan Hou, and he didn't want to involve others for the time being.

Cao Shuangxu heard that he had injuries on his body, and suddenly thought of the tragic scene she saw when she arrived at the scene with her father that night, frowned slightly, and wanted to step forward to check his injuries, but considering the difference between men and women, she didn't dare to make a move that was easy to misunderstand, so she asked indifferently: "How is the injury?" ”

Wang Ling patted his chest and arms, jumped and spun in the air, and said with a smile after landing on the ground: "It's okay anymore." ”

Seeing this, Cao Shuangxu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, this person had been missing for seven days, and she had been worried for seven days.

Cao Shuangxu's perception of Wang Ling is a little complicated, she doesn't think there is a deep friendship between the two, but she just feels that although this person is a little annoying, she can't talk about disgust, but she admires him a little, especially because of Sun Qihao, she doesn't want to see this person make a mistake.

Wang Ling suddenly asked, "I saw a lot more homeless people just now, and when I passed by them, they seemed to be afraid of me, what is going on?" Did the Jin army enter Qingzhou? Along the way, Wang Ling was puzzled by the extra refugees, and the only explanation he could give was that the war in the north was unfavorable, and the Jin army had entered Qingzhou from Dingzhou.

"These are not new refugees from the outside, but people who have been driven out of the city, now Qingzhou City, there is no inevitable shelter, all the shelters have been emptied by the city servants, they are not afraid of you, they are afraid of your clothes."

Wang Ling heard some clues from Cao Shuangxu's words, put away the smile on his face, and said in a deep voice: "What happened?" ”