The sound of rain was dripping, Qi Wufu sensed the release of his mental power, and knew that at this moment, the old monk had also passed away and reincarnated, just like an ordinary Taoist to make a decision, and chanted a heavenly venerable immeasurable in his mouth, he could immediately follow the connection between the primordial spirit and the physical body and return, but at this moment it was not like this, just walking idly in the red dust.

Suddenly, I sensed, looked up to the side, and saw that above the pavilion, there was a fortune teller in gray clothes watching the rain by the railing, the sloppy fortune teller was drinking wine by himself, and then suddenly felt something, and at the same time lowered his head, and saw that on the street below, the stone slab was washed away by the rain, and there were pedestrians holding umbrellas to and fro like torrents, and the young Taoist stood in the middle, his hair was slightly raised, and his eyes were clear.

The fortune teller was slightly stunned.

Then his eyes widened, as if he had seen something.

Suddenly, he smiled and praised: "Good mood, the original spirit has been thoroughly polished and clean!" ”

Pointing to the table next to him, he took the initiative to invite:

"Little Taoist, do you want to come up and have a glass of wine?"

Qi Wufu gave up his hand and politely refused: "No." ”

The fortune teller laughed and said, "Also, you are not suitable to come up and drink now, go back quickly." ”

After the young Taoist left, there was a beautiful woman in tulle in the pavilion who walked out, holding a porcelain vase with a thin neck on a mahogany tray, and the wine was fragrant, seeing the appearance of the fortune teller, so he was curious to look around, but he couldn't see anything, so he asked with a smile: "Who is the gentleman talking to?" ”

The fortune teller replied after a long time: "An interesting little Taoist." ”

"Oh, why didn't I see it?"

Mr. smiled and sighed: "Although you have cultivation, but it is only power and not Tao, your eyes are focused on external objects, and his primordial spirit has been fully integrated, how can you see his primordial spirit?" ”

He held the wine glass and couldn't help but say angrily: "Such a primordial god is no longer clear that can be polished. ”

"It's not intentional, it's natural."

"It's a bit of the taste of Dao Ancestor's inaction."

Drink a glass of wine, shake your head, and say:

"It seems that his old bull nose is also quite good at teaching!"

"Something to do!"

"But not much!"

"It's not as far away as that!"

He ended up muttering about someone, but he refused to say it by name because he was afraid.

Qi Wufu walked slowly, feeling the rain, feeling the red dust, and the blend of the two, and his heart was clear.

Originally, after all three talents, the primordial spirit, which was as dry as the newborn sun, was already as quiet as this rain at this moment.

The way to view the spiritual treasure.

See Buddha Nirvana.

This heart is like the past, this heart is like the old, but it is very peaceful, it seems that from this Buddha's way, understand their own direction, so it has become boundless clear and pure, the original Qi Wufu Yuan Shen is based on the seventy years of Huangliang a dream, and after such changes, purely from the realm of the Yuan Shen, it has been extremely pure and thick.

It's just that the practice of Xuanmen emphasizes going hand in hand.

It is necessary to reverse the three to the two instruments, and then to enter the avenue, one strong and two weak, and it is not perfect in the end.

Unable to preach the highest.

If he is willing to give up his skin and Xuanmen orthodoxy and go to the path of the Yin God, it is enough to advance by leaps and bounds, and within a hundred years, he should be successful.

At this time, the rain has become a misty drizzle, the rain is not big, so there are still people pushing the stall out, the small wooden cart is covered with grass, covering some rain, it is still steaming, people come with umbrellas to buy some morning food, the young Taoist smells the smell of sesame baked cakes, his thoughts come back, his footsteps pause, he sees a stall sideways, hesitates, and walks over.

Step by step.

Take the initiative to wrap the rain with the original spirit, and then change and flow with the rain and mist, which can refract the light into the eyes, so that you can reveal yourself in the eyes of others, which is also the usage mentioned by Mr. Ao Liu in his manuscript, the stall owner is quickly taking out the freshly made baked cake from the stove, the dough is slightly yellow, exuding warmth, sprinkled with a few black sesame seeds, a fragrance on the face.

I heard the young man's voice: "Take five sesame baked cakes, four are normal, and ask for one with sugar heart." ”

"Hey, okay!"

The stall owner neatly pulled out his things.

The old stall owner next to him who was selling things to ward off evil spirits recognized the person, and said with a smile: "Ah, it's this Taoist leader in the Yang Refining Temple." ”

"Lao Li, the little Taoist came to you to buy baked cakes two days ago, you are good, the wind has been cold for two days."

The stall owner sighed, arched his hand and said with a smile: "Ah, it is to let the little Taoist be tired, tired." ”

"But who's to say it's not?"

"I fell ill suddenly, I still have two old people at home, three children, and my mother-in-law, and six people to feed, I was so sick that I was dazed, I almost wanted to see the ghost master, but I thought I couldn't die like this, I held on, seeing that this ghost was getting closer and closer day by day, I felt that it was going to be over, who knew that I was getting better today."

"I didn't feel uncomfortable at all, so I hurriedly went out of the stall."

"My mother-in-law took care of me for a few days and nights, and I told her to rest well, but not to break her body."

As he spoke, the work in his hands was also quick, wrapped the sesame cake in oiled paper, and said with a smile:

"Come, Chief, your sesame cake."

The young Taoist took it.

The man looked up at the rain and said with a smile: "Ah, it's really rain." ”

"It makes people's hearts feel comfortable."

"What do you say?"

The young Taoist replied softly, "Yes." ”

Looking up and seeing that the soup kitchen stall not far away was also set up, Qi Wufu's induction ability was stronger, and he sensed that today's medicinal materials were added to the cold repellent, but he raised his eyes slightly, and was surprised in his heart, this little county king who ordered soup porridge did not seem to be the kind of person who only did things for the sake of fame.

Being able to change the medicinal materials according to the situation is already intentional.

And sharp.

The young Taoist was thoughtful.

Does this county king, who was once semi-imprisoned in the imperial city, have such skills?

The stall owner saw that Qi Wufu did not bring an umbrella, so he lifted an umbrella and was about to shout.

But he saw that the young Taoist had turned around and walked into the sea of people in a few steps.

The rain was like fog, and it was no longer visible.

………………

In the view of refining the yang, the little Taoist priest stretched his waist, felt that he slept very comfortably, and woke up with the sound of the rain, after getting up, he pushed open the door, and saw the rain sprinkled on the world like a weave, stretched his waist, turned around, and saw his favorite baked cake on the table, so he cheered.

When I took a bite, sugar flowed out of it.

I was even more happy.

When he saw the young Taoist in the courtyard, he waved and shouted:

"Uncle Qi, did you just go out?!"

"The sesame pancakes are delicious!"

Qi Wufu smiled and agreed, pushed open the door and entered the Jing Pavilion, stepped out, dissipated and invisible, and the young Taoist in the Jing Pavilion slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were peaceful, it seemed that he was a little tired after sitting for a long time, so he stretched his waist, and the vitality changed, just like the rain between the heavens and the earth, and the body flowed around in an instant, Qi Wufu was slightly stunned, raised his hand and held his five fingers.

The rain and mist in the void changed, and he condensed between his fingers, and then turned into a water dragon, circulating and changing.

On the top of the galaxy, the sun rises and the moon sets, and the majestic vitality obtained by meditating for a year.

It's like a finger.

Qi Wufu was thoughtful.

"The sun is like sex, and the moon is life."

"This water vein is like vitality."

"So, I rained a rain in Zhongzhou, is it actually a practice?"

He waved his hand to disperse the vitality between his fingers, and although he was happy in his heart for this unintentional harvest, he was not attached.

Just when I looked around, I found that the peacock egg had cracked, and a little bird that looked bare was nesting in the peacock egg, slowly pecking at the peacock eggshell, it seemed that when Qi Wufu came back, it was scared, and at the moment he only shrank his head, staring at Qi Wufu with a pair of eyes, cautiously, without any sound.

But after staying for a while, it seems that he is hungry again, and he seems to have a somewhat uncontrollable character.

Two wings with only thin feathers hold a small piece of eggshell.

Then it is sent to the mouth at a slow pace.

A pair of swarthy eyes stared at the young Taoist.

The mouth opens silently, silently sends the eggshell in, and silently closes.

Kaba.

The voice still came out.

A feather on the top of the little peacock's head trembled.

The body stiffened.

Belch?!!!

The young Taoist couldn't help but chuckle out loud, and then his own sexual spirit flowed out, and the peacock bird was about to escape, but he noticed this wisp of pure and clean sexual spiritual energy, and his body was stunned, and he recognized the person, knowing that this was the sexual spirit that talked gently to himself in the endless darkness, so his eyes lit up, and he let out a not very pleasant cry, and then jumped up violently.

But he couldn't fly yet, and after jumping, he just fell from the edge of the table, and the young Taoist stepped on it, and the vitality turned, holding the little bird like a cloud.

Then retract it so that it fits right in the palm of your hand.

The little peacock seemed to be extremely happy, constantly rubbing the palm of the young Taoist.

Qi Wufu's fingers gently stroked it, and felt the vigorous vitality - it did not rely on the various heavenly treasures brought by Uncle Niu, and did not have the breath of those many demon gods, it only relied on its own struggle for more than three hundred years, and finally broke the eggshell and sought vitality, with a smile in the eyes of the young Taoist:

"Welcome to this world."

"Well, I'm going to take you to see the medicine spirit later."

"I'm going to have to give you a good name."

"But the name."

"I need to ask Yunqin, and I said that I would pick it up together."

The peacock didn't understand the young Taoist's words, but just rolled happily in his palm, happy, as if this warm palm was the safest place in the world, the whole world.

…………………

Oriental net glass world.

When the Medicine Master Liuli Guangrulai stopped condensing his Dharma Body, strength, and fruit position, the entire Liuli World seemed to have sensed something, and the twelve divine generals, the seven thousand Yakuyasha under the command of each of the divine generals, and the countless beings who had been born in this hundreds of millions of miles of pure glass world, all walked out of their original shelters, looking at the Buddha with a blank and a fear of what was about to happen.

And the Buddha seemed to weep.

But he seemed to be very happy.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and the Buddha light around his body collapsed together, and then dispersed his personal will and method, surging in all directions, these clear and clear glass Buddha light, repaired and perfected this broken pure glass world, but did not repair the body and injuries of the medicine master Liuli Guangrulai.

The moonlight shining all over the Bodhisattva seemed to sense something, stepped forward, and said, "I, Buddha World-Honored, why?" ”

The old monk, who had faded from the appearance of the Buddha, did not answer, but said in a gentle voice:

"The moonlight shines through."

"After I leave, you should be the lord of this world, the Buddha of the Pure Glass Buddha Country, and sit here."

"The moonlight shines through."

"After I leave, I will close the door of the pure glass world for a thousand years, and I will cultivate myself."

"The moonlight is shining, and you will be cultivating and preaching."

The moonlight shone all over the hands and folded his hands, weeping and asking, "The disciple is here, where is my Buddha and the Venerable?" ”

The old monk sighed and said, "It's hard to return." ”

"The path to enlightenment, if you go in the wrong direction."

"Then the farther you go, the more wrong you are."

"Except for reincarnation, I can't turn back, the moonlight is shining, you still have a chance, sentient beings still have a chance, don't be like me."

"And I heard about the Fa-rectification."

He folded his hands, used the last of his strength, and slowly spoke, he had lost his strength, he was no longer a Buddha, as if he was an old man who was about to die, he was already an old man who was about to die. The moonlight, which had attained the Buddha's attainment in this world, shone all over the Bodhisattva, bowed down, listened only to the murmur in front of the old man, and then opened his mouth and recited the last scripture of the old man.

The voice is grand and compassionate, like the moonlight shining all over the thousands of sentient beings, in this pure glass world Buddha country, in the ears of countless sentient beings in the vast world of hundreds of millions of miles, such words, such as the Tao-

"That's what I smell."

"For a time, the Buddha walked in the earthly city."

"At that time, under the Seven Wonderful Trees, there are Taishang Xuanwei real people, giving supreme magic ......"

(End of chapter)