Whether it is the oil in the kettle or the flower in the brocade, its essence is not created by karma. If it is oil, it is flammable and dies, and if it is a flower, it is easy to fold and wither. But for the oil to be the flower, it is all because the mind first qualifies itself, and then the karma appears, and it is formed and colored. For example, a piece of yellow mud can be used as a fertile field, or as a brick and stone, or as a pottery urn, and its qualitative power is exercised by human hands. First, someone artificially defined it, and this yellow clay was manifested into various objects due to karma.

Everything in the world is as good as that.

And people are different. The definition of human nature comes from the way of heaven, and sex is from the heart. Qualitatively lofty, when you travel the world and are determined to cringe, you can only roll in the dust.

This world is bustling, and trillions of holy spirits have their own fundamental nature according to the way of heaven, which is the origin of the richness and variety of the world. When the world is confined to a single couple, what you see is only a square inch, what you have experienced is not more than a hundred years old, and the cycle is reborn, and the world will slowly become single and colorless, or not exciting. In other words, the human heart has lost the ability to appreciate the wonderful.

The city of Lanzhou has been calm for too long, and the living conditions of the people in the city are no different from cooking oil with fire, flowers and brocade, which seems to be warm and prosperous, but in fact, the oil is boiling a hundred times, and the taste of early distortion is like a brocade, but it is vain. I don't know when, Lanzhou lost the spirit that makes the world work hard, and was blessed by the holy light, everyone is drunk and golden, but they are insensitive, and they don't know what the wonderful thing is.

The opening of Fushou Mountain, is the greatest wonder and waves in Lanzhou for hundreds of thousands of years, as if in the long scroll of black and white ink painting, suddenly there are a few points of landscape painted with green techniques, although everyone feels that life is more or less more vibrant, but always like a fish in the throat, this color is too dazzling. For the families of the dozen or so ordinary people who were martyred, this kind of dazzling eyes is no different from the more dazzling blood under the green water. It's just that many people choose to turn a blind eye, as always, without any waves in their hearts.

Won-jeong couldn't turn a blind eye.

Those who benefited from the songs that came out of Xiang Huaishan, those who were generous in the knowledge of danger, those who were stupid and selfish regardless of the old and young in their families, and those who reciprocated, made him unable to let go from seeing the Tao and rejoicing to witnessing the tragedy. So he followed in the footsteps of these people.

The geese took a photo. Although Yuan Zhen didn't know where these dozens of people came from, he found these dozens of people clearly because of the traces of the avenue that appeared at that moment. In fact, the avenue of the world is no more obvious, it is natural to say that it is related to family affection, it is natural, it is said to be good friends and close friends, it is life and death, and it is said that it is the sun, moon and skylight, which will shine on all things. It's just that the world has gone to pursue that magic power, but instead has gone to the Tao.

Yuan Zhen hated that he had a magical spell, but he didn't know where to use it. So, everywhere he went, he increased the amount with one finger, although he couldn't follow the Moding Gong, for those ordinary people who had no foundation, it couldn't be simpler to imprint "Tiangu Red Dragon Song" into their brains.

Although the text of "The Song of the Red Dragon of the Heavenly Drum" is ancient, the introduction to practice is simple. Holding your head in your hands, covering your ears with your palms, and tapping your fingertips three times on the back of your head, one day you will hear the gods beating the drums twenty-four times in your mind. Then, contemplating the mouth, visualizing the teeth supporting the upper and lower jaws, like heavenly pillars, and the tongue, like a churning red dragon. At this time, because the vitality is beginning to appear, stirring the mouth with relish, and the lips and teeth are fragrant, it can be regarded as progress. Ordinary people can live longer when they come here.

If you want to go further, it's not easy. The three gods guard Xixia and hold Kunlun with both hands. Xixia is the abode of the gods, Kunlun is the ancestral land of Qiankun, ordinary people have never even heard of it, where can they go to the fugue to visualize? And the more far-reaching artistic conception of this song is beyond the imagination of the world. It is like a bird imprisoned in a cage, which does not know the height of the sky or the thickness of the earth.

It has only been three days since Yuan Zhen re-entered the world, and his heart is full of sincerity, coupled with the whole picture of the mirage evolution heaven and earth, without distractions, he can comprehend this song for seven or eight points. So he walked and danced, in strange postures, stupid and crazy, but he himself didn't care, and everywhere he went, he invited everyone to dance with him. The world has a lot of prejudices, just looking at Yuan Zhen like a joke, and refusing to dance with him this inexplicable dance like a witch doctor, it is just an outsider, and it can only attract spit. In this way, Yuanzhen walked through these dozens of furniture, and only a dozen or so really learned this behavior that originated from "Heavenly Drum Red Dragon Song".

Yuan Zhen didn't force it, because he didn't know whether this kind of practice of turning meditation into dance exercises was feasible, he just saw that the child on the street was innocent and cute, playing and jumping, not only had a lot of fun, but also inadvertently strengthened his body and increased his spirit, so he created it with a flash of inspiration, which was no different from a game.

The road is not far away.

Although Yuanzhen is a casual move, he always follows the idea in his chest. The farther away the seeker is from sentient beings, the farther away the truth becomes. Dao, in the final analysis, still has to wander in the world, otherwise no one can understand, and it is not humane.

After passing on the Dharma to these dozens of families, Xu had nowhere to go, and he didn't know where to go, and unconsciously Yuan Zhen walked to the gate of Yu Fansong's residence in the Shengong Palace. "Yo, Brother Yuan, I'm still worried that there is nowhere to find you, we really have a good heart. He looked left and right, and saw that Yuan Zhaoyi, who was silent and easily ignored behind Yuan Zhen, was quiet, and did not start to scrape the treasure on his body as usual, so he breathed a long sigh of relief, but arched his hand to her with some surprise: "Fairy Zhaoyi, my clothes are ordinary and tight, not a treasure, and they are definitely not worthy of your noble status, so you must not do it." ”

Yuan Zhaoyi ignored Yu Guhuai, but after listening to him, he looked up and down carefully. Yu Guhuai was numb by her scalp, and trembled, and quickly put away the folding fan, inserted it behind his head, and took out a ball of black and gold thread from his arms.

"Haha, but that's it...... Take it if you like. Before the words fell, as soon as the silk thread appeared, it was swept away by Yuan Zhaoyi, and in a moment it became part of the cloth belt wrapped around her body.

"Thank you, Brother Yu. ”

"Haha, no thanks, no thanks. Although this silk thread is worth half the value of my Yu family, it is nothing. Especially when I heard that Brother Yuan gave up all his wealth and mana, he actually followed the example of the ancients and taught the Dharma to dozens of people?"

"The avenue of heaven and earth, there must be good rewards if there is virtue. These dozens of people died of martyrdom, and I saw it with my own eyes, and I have to report it. ”

", you! You're not the embodiment of this avenue, it's your turn to report it? I think you'll soon have a report from the world. Don't you know where you're now? If you don't have the power, you're going to be a pig to the slaughter. Yu Guhuai was a little annoyed, scratching his ears and cheeks, pacing left and right, without stopping for a moment.

"Hehe, isn't there still Zhaoyi and Brother Yu?" Yuan Zhen smiled innocently, but Yu Gu was stunned. This looks really not like Yuanzhen. Could it be that when the skill decreases, the IQ also decreases?

"Look, what I'm talking about. This nose is smarter than my dead dog. Yu Guhuai muttered a few words, pulled the fan out from the back of his neck, unfolded it with a brush, and stood quietly on the steps to meet the sound of horses' hooves that were getting closer and closer.

"Oh, my eldest brother made a special trip to visit my younger brother, I am really ashamed. Ha ha. Yu Guhuai's voice was loud, with a smile on his face, he took a few steps forward to block Yuan Zhen behind him, and hugged his fist at the menacing Pei Hanyang, without any intention of letting the group into the apartment.

"Yuan Zhen, I feel that the Yuan Palace is waiting for you Chicheng, why do you want to go against my Jue Yuan Palace?" Pei Hanyang's expression was indifferent, his fists were clenched, and the horse under his crotch kicked his hooves a little uneasily.

"Uncle misunderstood, Brother Yuan......"

"Shut up!"

The broken hair on Yu Guhuai's forehead floated slightly, and the hand holding the fan stiffened slightly, as if the two words that burst out of Pei Hanyang's mouth slammed into the front door.

"I want to see how to open God. Yuanzhen's face was calm, and his heart was even more determined, because of him, he was upright and free. For Pei Hanyang, it's like saying, I just don't want you to interrupt other people's enlightenment, so what can you do?

"This is really a joke!" Pei Hanyang felt that all this was superfluous nonsense, but why did he still say it?

Jue Yuan Hall has a huge power in Shanzhou, there are many eyeliners, Yuan Zhen's collection and what he does, Pei Hanyang is clear, at this time Yuan Zhen's breath is dissipated, Pei Hanyang's timely appearance, it is difficult to say that it is a coincidence.

Pei Hanyang: This is the teacher who asked for sin. As soon as he spoke, he knew that it was true that Yuan Zhen had exhausted his Yuan power. When the cultivator is full of vitality, he speaks in a straight and round manner, and his spirit is full of energy. Yuan Zhen spoke at this time, obviously leaking air, without the sound of gold and jade, and the sound of rotten wood. So, Pei Hanyang stopped talking nonsense, turned over and dismounted and grabbed Yuanzhen's neck.

Yu Guhuai's figure was blurred for a moment, he stood in front of Yuan Zhen, Pei Hanyang's big hand flashing with black and red flames grabbed it, he instinctively wanted to dodge, but suddenly realized that Yuan Zhen was still behind him, so he fixed his body again, gritted his teeth, his eyes were wide open, and his robe was swollen. It's just that he hasn't opened his mind yet, and the gap between him and his opponent's skill is too big, Pei Hanyang just shook the back of his hand slightly, and Yu Guhuai was knocked out with his strength.

When Pei Hanyang faced Yuan Zhen, he couldn't help but show a hideous smile. In the past three days, he has faced Yuan Zhen twice and returned with a feather, if it weren't for the fact that he was in a straight coma both times, he really couldn't think of what face to face such a complete defeat and humiliation.

Yes, this is a joke, this is a complete humiliation, and he, Pei Hanyang, does not allow anyone else to crush himself in cultivation in this way. He must regain himself in Yuan Zhen, and regain that kind of self-confidence that is soaring and imposing. Yes, the Pei Hanyang, who is like a bamboo and responds to every call, is the real Pei Hanyang. And now, it was as if he were just a mottled, skinny wild dog that had lost everything in a fight with his kind, and could only lick his wounds in a dark corner.

Yu Guhuai's wallhead grass is the best example. Before his resurrection, Yuan Zhen only appeared as a businessman, and he only entered the vision of Pei Hanyang's generation because he climbed the high branch of the Soul Purifying Envoy, except for his contempt, no one cared who he was. And Yu Guhuai at that time, he beat and scolded at will, and he had to stand up obediently, but what about Yu Guhuai at this time?

As soon as he thought that Yugu Huai outside Fushou Mountain had repeatedly flashed the joint efforts of himself and his sister, and at this moment, he did not dodge or dodge, pretending, Pei Hanyang was furious. The black-red flames covered his entire arm, and the black crystalline thorns on his fingertips protruded, threatening to kill him with a single blow.