The official road is flat, but it is still a bit rough compared to the path.

Some of the people in the group rode horses, some drove, and none of them made a sound, except for the sound of the wheels of the wheels, the sound of horses' hooves stomping.

In the middle of the procession was a large, beautiful carriage, and an old man sat on the transverse board in front of it. Beside him, there were several young officials, bold of all, who were now quietly approaching, looking through the swaying curtains, into the gaps.

However, although the cabin is wide, it is late autumn, and the curtain that was changed earlier is very heavy, so the inside is very dim, so that people outside can not see clearly.

The old man finally got impatient and asked in a low voice, "What are you looking at, don't disturb the gods' sleep!"

These people were stunned, and they all laughed and confessed, and then returned to their original positions. It's just that they are young in the end, after all, their hearts are itching, and after a while, they gradually get together and talk in a low voice.

"Is there anything you can't say on the table?" the old man was a little helpless.

The men glanced at each other, not daring to say anything. At this time, a few middle-aged officials next to him couldn't stand it anymore: "When the master tells you to say, just say!

These people hurriedly responded, you and I looked at each other, discussed a few words, and finally selected one person, came to the old man, and whispered in his ear: "I just listened to the sound of snoring in the carriage, and I couldn't see anything, thinking about the immortal figures, I am afraid that I may have left at this time, or I haven't left, I don't know in the end, so my heart is itching." ”

"You guys, don't think about how to take over the government affairs that have been vacant in Chang'an City for a long time, but instead care about things that have nothing to do with you, and don't focus on serious things all day long!

The old man lectured for a while, and before meeting, the young official nodded again and again, thinking that if they themselves were unwilling to take over the mess in Chang'an, who could force them?

In the end, they are good in nature and have good official demeanor, and it is not easy for them to talk about it anymore, so the old man will stop repeating it as in the past.

He retracted his voice, and when his mind turned, he realized that he had similar doubts, and he had just taught this young official a lesson, but in fact, he was also a little afraid in it, for fear that the man of God would know that he also had some speculation about it, and he had been suppressing his desire to explore.

At this time, the young official didn't say that it was okay, although the old man now taught people a lesson and waved them away, but he couldn't suppress his suspicions in his heart.

How to fight in his heart, although he didn't show it on his face, his hands had already grasped the reins tightly. Also, ordinary people who meet a great god will not panic, especially if he has been by your side.

After struggling for a while, the old man finally couldn't bear it anymore, so he reflexively shouted behind him: "God, are you there?"

The words fell, and there was no movement in it. The old man was pinching his sweat and was thinking about the reason for concocting to ask God, but when he saw this, his heart was wrong, and he shouted twice in a row, but there was no response from inside, and he had already believed what the young official had said.

With a deep sigh, he finally reached out, grabbed the curtain and lifted it up. And the young officials had already quietly touched over and were looking at it with their eyes.

The curtain was lifted, and several people saw Yun Tian lying on his side on the bed, facing the front of the car, his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

Seeing this, the old man thought about it for a while, and wanted to tell him out loud, in case the god man was just pretending to sleep, but in fact he was sober, otherwise he would lift the curtain so abruptly and at will, and not give an explanation, for fear that he would offend the god man.

However, at this moment, Yun Tian suddenly frowned slightly, then raised his hand, made a gesture of driving people, and then turned over, facing the back of the car, leaving only a back for everyone.

They were shocked, especially the old man, and hurriedly whispered their guilt and lowered the curtain. He turned his head, and when he saw the people, he thought that it was his own people who had disturbed the man of God, and that had caused him to make a move, so he looked unhappy, shook his hand again and again, and waved them away.

Those people had seen enough for a while, and then recalled the actions of the gods and men, but they were afraid that the undisturbed behavior of themselves and others would make him a little unhappy, so they became more and more panicked, so they all quieted down for a while and stopped talking to each other.

But they didn't know that Yun Tian had just frowned and turned over, but he was just illuminated by the sun setting in the west, and in order to continue to sleep without disturbance, he spontaneously turned inward, but he didn't take the initiative to do it.

It stands to reason that Superman's body would not have slept so dead, but Yun Tian hadn't slept for dozens of days before, pondering how to practice the Yi Jin Sutra, pondering was about to go crazy, and it took a lot of energy to contribute, coupled with Fang Cai's big move, the consumption was very large, and he was physically and mentally exhausted for a while.

In addition, because the end of the hand was cleaned, and I was fortunate to save the life of the little doll, I was relaxed for a while, and I no longer bothered about the matter of Yi Jinjing, so I wanted to sleep well, mainly to relieve the fatigue in my heart.

It's just that he doesn't sleep well this time, and he keeps dreaming, although the outside world can't disturb him, but the dream in his mind makes him miserable.

Under normal mental fatigue, it should be easy for ordinary people to fall into a deep sleep for a long time.

Although Yun Tian's body is a little different from ordinary people, it is still the same in this aspect. But he still had some trouble sleeping, on the one hand, because of the previous experience of practicing Buddhist scriptures like crazy in Shaolin Temple, and on the other hand, because he was the relics of the sweeping monks who had earlier turned into Buddhist enlightenment.

The relics turned into perceptions, and after they disappeared, they had no follow-up effects, but the problem was with these perceptions.

It turned out that if Yuntian wanted to practice the Yijin Sutra, he couldn't have the mind to practice the Yijin Sutra, which stumped him, and he didn't want to practice it but practiced it, how could there be such a statement?

But the Yi Jin Sutra is so special, Yun Tian originally wanted to practice the Yi Jin Sutra directly, regardless of the three seven twenty-one, forcibly made the posture in the true scripture, but almost played this body useless. It turned out that he had just done half of a move, and the muscles and muscles of his whole body trembled for a while, and he almost twisted and coiled together, but fortunately the clouds stopped, but it also hurt so much that he couldn't move for a long time.

After the painful lesson of hitting the south wall this time, Yun Tian guessed that if he had insisted on going his own way and forcibly practiced before, he was afraid that he would have to give up this body under the unbearable pain at that time, and it would take a lot of time to start over, and it would not help him to make progress in the slightest.

He thought that if he wanted to break through this barrier in his heart and truly understand the meaning of selflessness and no-man's appearance, so that he could practice the Yijin Sutra through this state of mind, he must first be proficient in the Dharma, so he needed to practice enough Buddhist scriptures.

Yun Tian also began to practice Buddhist scriptures from then on, and gradually debated with the monks in the temple.

In fact, as usual, he only had half a bottle of vinegar at the beginning, and even if he found someone to debate, at most he could barely keep up with the train of thought of ordinary monks. However, he already had countless Buddhist insights in his mind, which gave him a great boost and allowed him to quickly learn a lot of Buddhist scriptures. Just because he had just come into contact with the new scriptures, it was as if he had already passed them countless times in his heart, and looking at it was equivalent to reviewing it.

It turned out that Yun Tian hadn't read too many Buddhist scriptures earlier, and those feelings had no support, all of which were hidden in Yun Tian's mind, like a long memory.

And as soon as Yun Tiantan began to read the Buddhist scriptures, he was out of control, and the feelings in his mind were like springs, spraying endlessly, as if he had seen the brainwashing divine comedy before, and he was so uncertain that he couldn't sleep if he wanted to.

Because of this, he didn't do anything and didn't sleep, he kept practicing Buddhist scriptures, and experienced the feelings in his mind, just like when he used to learn knowledge points when he was in school, and wanted to turn them into his own understanding.

After a few days, Yun Tian felt that the conditions were ripe, so he tried to practice the Yi Jin Sutra again, but he was still stuck on the first action. This didn't stump Yuntian for a while, he continued to study Buddhism if he couldn't do it, hasn't he learned to be able to practice the Yijin Sutra?

It's just that there were a few more blows later, coupled with the perception that popped out of my mind from time to time, and my brain hurt, so I became more and more crazy, until I read all the Shaolin Buddhist scriptures, and I also argued with the most Buddhist attainments, and finally became disheartened.

Fortunately, the appearance of the little fat man allowed Yun Tian to divert his attention, otherwise I am afraid that it will not be long before he will have to immerse himself in Buddhist insights again, and he can't help but drill the horns of the bull, and he will have to return to his previous madness.

Now after this toss, he finally exhausted himself, plus everything was dealt with, the little doll was safe and sound, and Yuntian's mind relaxed, so he could ignore the perceptions and Buddhist scriptures circling in his mind, and fell into a deep sleep.

But after sleeping for a while, his strong physical fitness allowed his brain to recover a lot, so the perception and the content of the Buddhist scriptures in his brain ran out again, but this time it was in the cloud dream, and the situation in this case was very different from before.