Chapter 168: Thoughts on Eternal Life

"Why bother?" Yuan Qing sneered slightly, followed closely, his palm fell, and was stretched out by Zen Master Kurong to support it, except for the broken hand and the injured and broken Zhen, the rest of the heart and Dahui stood behind Kurong, raising their palms to move the gong.

The three Buddha Gate Xuangong instantly connected into a piece, and for a while, the golden wheel above the head of Kurong appeared, and the heat was wafting, as if the halo on the top of the Buddha was like a halo, rippling in a circle, which made people feel awe.

Between the hands, there was also a rich golden light emerging, Yuan Qingwei's palm fell, and the flames bloomed like lotus flowers, but they couldn't break through the blockade of the golden light.

When the two sides were at a stalemate, the dozens of Buddhist martial artists hidden in the shadows also transmitted their own skills through qi induction again. After a little pranayama, the truth and the difficulty are also standing behind the heart and the truth, carrying the surging Buddhist power behind the body, and merging into the body of Kurong.

This time, it became a battle between Yuan Qingwei and a group of monks on the opposite side, and the energy of both sides turned into golden flames, enveloping the surroundings, and the onlookers retreated again and again.

Among them, several people who betrayed Yuan Qingwei shook and stood up and shouted: "Several masters, this old monster, just fought with people some time ago, and the vitality consumption was fierce, and now it is a battle with the white qilin, as long as you wait for a while, his internal fire will backfire." ”

"How daring!" Yuan Qingwei, who knew very well that he was playing the identity at this time, shouted angrily, his body retreated violently, narrowly avoiding the impact of the golden light, and raised his hand to shoot dozens of phantoms, which concealed all kinds of magical spells.

Those traitors are not bad in cultivation, but in the face of Yuan Qingwei, who has wisdom and authority and can easily deduce the loopholes of their moves, he has no ability to resist at all.

The upper body clothes were blasted, and palm prints were left on their chests, hearts, abdomen, and waists......

And all the people who were recruited also let out a terrible scream, and some of their bodies were like inflated balloons, rapidly inflated, and after reaching the limit, they exploded with a "bang".

Some of them spewed blood mist up and down their bodies, and the whole person fell to the ground like a corpse that had been dried for a long time.

Others, with the palm print as the center, the flesh and blood all over the body crumbled inch by inch, and in the blood and water, red flesh and white bone residue were exposed.

Ku Rong and the others changed their colors, but then they didn't have the heart to care about these things.

Because Yuan Qingwei's attack had come again, he had the authority of Yu Dao and the authority of wisdom, and he had already seen through the subtleties of the five old monks' exercises, and easily avoided the combined attack of Ku Rong and others.

came to the side of Du Nan and Zhen, and after two fingers, the two monks were deprived of their skills.

Then, Yuan Qing raised his hand slightly to meet Da Hui and Xin's lonely bamboo cane and Zen cane, which were obviously fleshy palms, but when they touched the two weapons, they made a sound of gold and iron colliding.

"Get out!" After the power of the Bliss Spirit House passed through the palm of his hand, he shattered the bamboo cane and the Zen staff, and Yuan Qingwei pressed his two palms towards the dantian of the two monks.

Although the two wanted to resist, the residual fire qi that had invaded the meridians just now made them temporarily unable to move, and they could only watch as the strong Buddhist Sect Xuangong that they had cultivated for decades was completely wiped out by Yuan Qing.

In the end, Yuan Qing turned around slightly abruptly, appeared in front of Ku Rong, and a sword pointed out, which obviously looked like a fluttering move, but pierced the palm raised by Ku Rong, breaking his protective qi and shattering his dantian.

Yuan Qing, who had regained his footing, looked at Ku Rong slightly, smiled, and said, "Ku Rong, how about we make a deal?" ”

"Amitabha! Senior, please say. Ku Rong, who had lost his strength, aged instantly, but his eyes were still very clear, and it seemed that he had not been affected too much.

He knew very well that in the current situation, he and the others had no room to fight back, so when Yuan Qingwei proposed to ask Buddhism to hand over all the original Buddhist scriptures in his collection, he did not refuse.

got what he wanted, and Yuan Qingwei also took the opportunity to let go of the people in Buddhism.

For him, in addition to their name and practice of dragon veins, part of the reason for starting to work with Buddhism was to maintain his identity as a player.

But if he really wanted to kill a few people in Buddhism, he still couldn't do it.

These monks all have a faint golden light of merit, which means that their daily good deeds are not a few.

Maybe in the eyes of some people, Yuan Qingwei's practice of cutting grass without eradicating the roots is a bit hypocritical, but Yuan Qingwei really doesn't want to kill some people who are merit for some strange reasons.

This is his bottom line as a monk, and it can be regarded as one of his Dao hearts!

Yuan Qingwei, who returned to the ice sedan chair, calmed down Yuan Qingwei and began to sort out what he had gained during this time.

He found that the recent period of tempering had given him a new understanding of immortality, or that his Dao heart had also undergone subtle changes.

Ziyuan's immortality is not so much about being alive as it is about self-torture. In other words, the long karma has made her forget why she wanted to live forever in the first place.

Living for the sake of living is naturally a very normal thing. After all, as a human being, the most basic pursuit is to live. But when a person has great strength and may live for a long time.

Relying solely on the idea of living as the support of one's long life is actually very problematic.

For example, the heaven of this world, its long-term existence, and its strong strength made him forget the fact that he was still a mortal, and when facing Yuan Qingwei, he would be so arrogant.

And the turtle's way of survival also has a big problem, he has too many calculations, perhaps because he relied on calculations to survive. makes him always try to control everything, so when he encounters the variable of Yuan Qingwei, he will be smart and be mistaken by cleverness. Let Yuan Qingwei seize the opportunity and kill him with the power of the dragon vein.

And these things, in the final analysis, have to go around and back to the problem of establishing the Dao heart.

If cultivation is the limit of the time that a monk can exist, then the Dao heart is the bottom line that a monk can live normally.

But the mind is something that will change with time and the growth of one's own experience.

The Dao mind, which is based on the heart, is also inevitably affected by these external factors.

Therefore, many people think that time is the most terrible force in the world, which can turn strength into cowardice, goodness into evil, and humility into pride......

Therefore, for many monks, to a certain extent, the most important thing to fear is actually time.

Many monks will choose to re-enter the red dust and go through many calamities, not because they want to let the emotions of the world refill their minds and keep their hearts alive.

And Yuan Qingwei has now encountered such a little problem.

He is in charge of the Bliss Spirit House, and as long as he wants, he can merge his Yin God into it at any time, so that his longevity can be extended for a long time.

Even, if he can evolve the Bliss Spirit House into a heaven and earth, then he is a heavenly emperor, or even the will of heaven and earth, or the way of heaven, and then rely on Qingwei Palace to continuously plunder resources from the rest of the heaven and earth, almost eternal immortality.

But are these really what Yuan Qingwei wants?

Obviously not, otherwise he would have chosen to follow the path of the gods a long time ago, relying on the Qingwei Palace, collecting the beliefs of the heavens, and achieving the supreme god. Instead of the ontology as now, it specializes in the immortal path and incarnates the evolution of the gods to collect materials.

So, how do you maintain the stability of the Dao heart?

Yuan Qingwei couldn't help but ponder, and his thinking took nearly three months.

It wasn't until later when his subordinates sent the original Buddhist texts sent by Ku Rong and others, as well as some of the original Taoist texts they spontaneously collected, into the hands of Yuan Qingwei that he gradually came out of his contemplation.

Holding the original Buddhist scriptures in his hand, Yuan Qingwei savored the Taoist rhyme left by the person who wrote it, and these personal perceptions were Yuan Qingwei's wisdom and authority condensed from the shell of the turtle could not control things.

The most important thing is to grasp your own bottom line and tell yourself what you should do and what you can't do. Especially when he is alone in another world, how to grasp his bottom line is the most important thing...... Yuan Qingwei told himself softly, and then put down the original canon in his hand, but his yin god was in a very active state, constantly moving towards the next realm.

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