Halfway up the mountain, there was a silent figure under the tree trunk!

The appearance of this figure is a great stimulus to the big white goose.

The big white goose jumped to its feet almost instantaneously, and it opened its beak and blew at the sporadic burning branch: Whew, whew—

The woman in white said: "The fire is extinguished, what do you want to do to blow the wind, and don't you just light the fire again?" ”

And just as the words of the woman in white fell, I saw the flame on the dead branch "soaring", and finally burned!

The flames swept upwards in an instant, blazing the entire fire.

When the big white goose saw that he had made the extinguished firewood burn again with the help of the wind, he was so surprised that he immediately turned his head and chirped proudly at the woman in white under the trunk.

"Hyperactive!"

"Aung Aung Ang!"

What do you know? Look, the fire is burning again, right? It's really burning!

While chirping, the big white goose circled happily around the fire, and from time to time, it used its body to rub Song Ciwan.

Song Ciwan just asked with a smile: "Dabai, look at it again at this moment, is the wind still overpowering the fire?" ”

The big white goose immediately shook its head like a rattle, and shook its head as it shouted, "Hyper! Aung Aang! ”

No grams, no grams!

But in this way, the big white goose has new doubts.

This wind, it blows out the fire for a while, and then blows the fire to burn, so does it suppress the fire or not?

Why is this so complicated?

It's so hard to understand, it's so hard to understand!

The big white goose staggered to Song Ciwan's side again, and it turned next to Song Ciwan, turning its head on one side, as if looking at and staring vigilantly at the woman in white next to the severed wood.

This woman in white was born extremely cold and gorgeous, and her appearance in this deep 100,000 mountains has a thrilling beauty.

The big white goose looked at her, and she looked at the big white goose.

Suddenly, there was an inexplicable sense of crisis spreading in the heart of the big white goose, and it couldn't help but spread its wings, from being next to Song Ciwan, to standing in front of Song Ciwan.

Song Ciwan patted the plump back of the big white goose and said slowly: "Water can overcome fire, but when the water is weak, it will be evaporated by the flame; The wind helps the fire, but if the wind is too strong, the flame will not be able to withstand it, and it will also be destroyed.

It can be seen that everything in the world has no absolutes in the so-called mutual growth and restraint. The way of cultivation is like the way of all things, both humans and demons, and the focus is on control and balance.

Dabai, you understand carefully and guide the demonic power. When you can subtly manipulate your demonic power to the realm where the wind blows the dust and only moves a grain of sand, you will truly understand the true meaning of channeling, and you can form a pill. ”

For the big white goose at this moment, this remark can be said to be a real guiding light.

Song Ciwan is always like this, and he can use understatement sentences to explain the truth of cultivation vividly and simply. She is not only seeking the Tao herself, but also really seeking the Tao with the big white goose.

In the past, the big white goose was ignorant, and he didn't feel deeply about it, but after gradually opening up, he suddenly felt the beauty of this kind of guidance.

It craned its neck and chirped with joy, and there was a kind of joy that was overjoyed when it heard the word, and an indescribable emotion of excitement surged in its chest.

The same is true of the woman in white under the broken tree, who originally asked the big white goose why it had to blow the wind, why it couldn't just focus on a fire—her tone was indifferent when this passage came out.

This is not overtly hostile, but it does not seem to be good.

Song Ciwan ignored her, nor did he avoid her, but preached to the big white goose in front of her with the technique of teaching the law. When preaching, a kind of subtle and silent truth and meaning spread out to the surroundings at the same time.

At this moment, what are the people listening to the lecture around are actually the big white goose and the woman in white under the broken tree?

And the birds in the trees, the pheasants in the bushes, and a lynx in the distance with its ears pricked up...... On the ground beside Song Ciwan, a blade of grass with a little aura bent its waist slightly.

This is teaching!

When this technique reaches the highest and deepest realm, it can even be said that the sky is falling and the stubborn stone nods.

At that time, let alone say that what Song Ciwan said was reasonable, even if she pointed to the deer as a horse and reversed black and white, the creatures shrouded by the Dharma would nod their heads one after another.

It's a pity that it's too difficult to cultivate the Fa.

All the Dao techniques and techniques that Song Ciwan has mastered so far have basically reached the realm of supernatural mastery, and it can be said that he is a top master of subtle control.

Only the art of teaching the law, at present, she has only cultivated to the mastery level, and it is even a long way away from the realm of perfection.

This is because the path of Dharma transmission is quite special, and it is basically difficult to increase the experience of Dharma transmission by relying only on penance. Only by practicing again and again and spreading one's own Tao and Dharma to more living beings can the transmission of the Dharma make significant progress.

Song Ciwan was so stingy in explaining the Fa, and the way he spoke just right, also made the woman in white listen to it gradually and become attentive, and she had a kind of concentration to get closer to the big white goose.

Song Ciwan finished talking to the big white goose, looked at her again, and said: "Just now, Daoist friend asked, why do you want to blow the wind, why don't you light the fire again, what I want to tell Daoist friends is, I can blow the wind, you can also light the fire."

Everything in the world can change at any time, but so can the truth be intertwined. So there is no standard answer.

Fellow Daoists, why not allow others to be others and be yourself? ”

When the last sentence came out, the woman in white, who had an indifferent expression, was stunned for a moment.

Her red lips opened slightly, and she muttered: "Allow others to be others and be yourself?" So what am I going to do? ”

At the same time, the scales appeared, and Song Ciwan received a ball of gas: [Demon heart, the demon king of the special race, the mountain charm and monster, the dream demon is sober, dazed, and entangled, one pound and one tael, which can be sold. 】

Mountain charm, dream demon!

It turned out that the woman in white in front of her was the legendary dream demon.

The dream demon of the demon king period!

Song Ciwan once practiced the Dafa of Entering Dreams, and he knew the horror of dream attacks.

The most terrifying thing about this method is that it is difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake, making it difficult to distinguish between fantasy and reality.

So, the dream demons have appeared, is Song Ciwan in a dream or in reality at this moment?

Could it be that from the moment she stepped into Yanduan Mountain, she unknowingly walked into the dream of the dream demon?

In Song Ciwan's body, the true fire of Samadhi burned faintly, and the gods in the sea opened their eyes.

From the perspective of the gods, the dream demon seemed to be a ball of air, standing quietly in front of Song Ciwan.

But the space around him was clear, and it was obvious that the dream demon did not use dream tricks on Song Ciwan.

The dream demon's expression was a little dumbfounded, and she said, "What I want to do now is to tell you that on the Yanduan Mountain, all the demons have gathered and want to intercept and kill you." ”

New Year's Eve, I wish my dear friends a happy New Year's Day, a prosperous New Year, and all the best!