There are no absolutes.

Occasionally, there are a very small number of amazing and brilliant people, who do not look at anyone's annotations and face the original text, but can share the joys and sorrows with the poet, share the frequencies of the heart, and even surpass it, reaching the realm that the original poet has never spied on.

Of course, such people often later became the ones who annotated the poem, and helped a large number of martial artists who could only rely on the annotations of others to learn the martial arts in the poem.

"This monk, could it be that this very few amazing talents?!"

Sleepless nights, my heart shakes.

He looked at the monk's back, which shrank sharply, almost invisible.

The scene in front of him began to become less real, and the last poem that the monk yelled at began to echo in his ears.

"In the deep snow in the front village, a branch bloomed last night."

He also muttered the verse.

At the tip of the heart, there are lotus flowers blooming, and the fragrance is far away.

His heart lotus, shining brightly, comprehends this poem.

【Maemura. It can be said that people don't know the long way, and they appreciate themselves.

In the deep snow. The snow is heavy and the time is hard.

Last night. In the darkness and silence, the bones of arrogance sprouted.

A branch opens. A hundred flowers wither, I am beautiful. 】

The huge picture scroll unfolded in front of him, and in front of him was the bleak heaven and earth, and the white expanse.

A cold plum, standing proudly in the deep snow, Ling Han bloomed alone.

Its existence illuminates a touch of color for the colorless world.

The wind was whistling, and its slender body was so insignificant, but no power could destroy it.

"This is, infinite vitality. This is especially precious in the middle of winter. ”

"Precious?"

Life seems precious.

For the living body itself, as a living experience, there is only one experience.

Life seems to be cheap.

As a bystander of other lives, you will see countless lives wither every day, and you will also consume other lives in order to maintain the continuation of your own life.

Livestock dealers and vegetable sellers have marked a price for each life, and as long as they have money, they can buy it, and some even come with a package.

So is life precious or not?

"If it's precious, who's precious? If it is cheap, who is cheap? ”

Sleepless at night, he recited the first sentence: "In the deep snow of the former village".

See, life doesn't matter whether it's precious or not, because the seasons change, and winter will come sooner or later, and the snow will cover and destroy vitality. Those who are labeled as precious and those who are denounced as lowly will not escape this fate.

But even then, there is life: "last night a branch opened".

Is this a manifestation of the preciousness of life? No, this is not the preciousness of life, but the "constantness" of the Tao.

Is winter going to destroy life? It seems that yes, otherwise why would the flowers wither?

Doesn't winter destroy life? It seems to be the same, otherwise why keep the plum blossoms, and give the vitality of spring and lay the groundwork.

So you see, winter neither destroys life, nor does it destroy life, winter is just winter, just obeying the "constant" of the Tao.

The Tao does not nourish all things, nor destroys all things, but all things are nourished and destroyed because of it.

When raising, human beings pointed to life and said, "Precious life!" When it is destroyed, human beings point to life and say, "Cheap life!"

If viewed in this way, no matter how precious life is, it is just the different perceptions that people who are under the "Tao Normal" have obtained and transmitted at different stages.

Even in terms of human subjectivity, "a branch bloomed last night". The grass is scattered, and this branch is so precious; But hidden in a deserted place, not known, not thrown into the arms of spring, the desire to be expensive but not obvious, seems to be expensive but cheap.

Therefore, the poet Qi Ji will combine his own experience of repeated failures, and regretfully hope that "next year, if you respond to the law, you will be the first to release the Spring Stage." "Yes, plum blossoms will only be seen by people when they are sent in Yingchuntai, and they will be "expensive".

But if it blooms with all kinds of spring flowers, will people still be "expensive" for it to bloom in the cold?

The sleepless eyes of the night suddenly opened, the picture in front of them was shattered, and the sky was already dark.

He muttered: "Life, there is no nobility and no cheapness, when you read him expensive, or to 'the most noble', when you read him cheaply, or to the 'most noble'." ”

"Let go of the distinction between the noble and the low, follow the 'Tao', break the obsession, be at ease, and be at ease!"

The scriptures and Buddhist words of monks and Taoists in the wine shop echoed in their ears one by one.

Every word, every sentence, is golden and shining, shining on the lotus in my heart.

A sense of breaking through the bottleneck arises spontaneously.

Although I don't know what kind of bottleneck it is breaking, at least it can't be promoted to the third realm of "Soul Realm", but the clarity of this heart is no longer the same.

Heaven and earth are cloudy, and this heart is unique.

Because of the clarity of the heart, the eyes and ears are bright, and the soreness caused by the accumulation of internal force under the feet has also disappeared, and it has become clear for a while.

Sleepless at night felt like a monk, a gust of wind blew under him, supported his body, and led him forward, and he was surprised for a while.

When I calmed down a little and looked at my toes, I saw what kind of wind it was, and it was obviously a small cyclone that was born on the soles of my feet with abundant internal forces.

Before the light work, the depression was knotted, and it was not enjoyable; Today's epiphany is like a fish in water. It is to break through the bottleneck, calm and relaxed, and be free, so that it can be so.

When the strength was used up and the strength was needed, the sleepless night had already invaded a distance of about thirty zhang.

He was overjoyed: "In the past, when I was doing light exercises, I used my cultivation against the realm to regulate pranayama once, but I flew out of ten zhanger; Now it has risen to 30 zhang, and the speed and distance are three times that of before! ”

After reaching this level, his light skills, not to mention invincible among the masters of the same realm, at least, if he encounters Liu Feng again, he will not be as embarrassed as last time, and he will be chased by him and there is no way to escape.

An epiphany solves the problem of light work. To have such a harvest, sleepless nights are extremely exciting.

Without any annotations, he broke the invisible shackles with direct understanding, reached the height of the superior mind, and drove the new learning of light gong verses, "In the deep snow in the front village, a branch opened last night", and chased after the monks and Taoists with all his might.

The ground under his feet flashed quickly, and the browsing speed of his eyes gradually couldn't keep up with the speed of this light work.

Sleepless hurriedly raised his tightly lowered head, for fear that he would not be able to see because of the dark sky and hit the haystack.

Due to the long delay in the previous epiphany, the monk and the Taoist had already run a considerable distance, and by the time they caught up with the traces of air movement through the sleepless night, it was already midnight.

I don't remember how many fields, hills, and dirt slopes I passed on the way, but I didn't remember the sleepless night, but I ran 150 or 60 miles away.

Fortunately, the internal force of the reverse pass realm is abundant, and the recovery speed is fast, so the long-distance tracking consumption, there are still two or three percent of the internal force left, at least until the time to catch up with these two people.

Tired is tired, but more is excited: the excitement of hearing the Tao, the excitement of martial arts and the excitement of entering the new realm!

At a distance of six or seven zhang, the light of the stars and the moon peeked out from the stratus clouds, illuminating the robe in front of it, the robe fluttering, and the sound of scratching and ringing.

Sleepless at night, while pranayama, while agitating the middle qi, shouted loudly: "Two masters, stay here, stay for the time being!" ”