"The people, Kui Lin, are now willing to be given to the heavens. ”

There is also a certain format and norms for writing sacrificial texts, and as a person from a professional class, these are compulsory homework.

However, when I was in school, the teacher did not assign homework, but explained the basic formatting clearly.

In the sacrificial text, you need to indicate your identity, you must make your wishes, desires and thoughts clear, you must be righteous, you must be magnanimous, and you must think from the bottom of your heart.

Must be religious.

"I was born in Shanghai, grew up in summer, studied in Kyoto Dojo, studied under the sages, inherited the Yuan Divine Law, raised the country, and educated the people. Now there is a foreign demon god, chaos my country, harm my compatriots, today pray to the heavens, willing to learn a lifetime, a lifetime of strength, the wish of peace and stability of all living beings, Yongzhen this side of the world, Kui Lin, 2015, 8.13. ”

Kui Lin did it in one go.

Then he burned the book in a brazier.

Watch as the fireworks in the brazier melt into the incense mist in the room.

As it burned, he began to chant the hymn,

With this chant, his whole person became solemn, his face was solemn, and his whole physical and mental temperament seemed to have a kind of sublimation, he closed his eyes slightly, and there was an emotion that grew, sprouted, and spread in his heart.

A force breeds from the depths of the primordial spirit, this power is wonderful, integrated into the primordial spirit, making the primordial god more condensed and stronger.

Above his head, an illusory spring of light and shadow surged, and in the appearance of the primordial god that was originally imprinted in the void, there seemed to be a little flame burning, and he seemed to hear his own voice, and that little bit of fire was like a burning flame in the brazier, reflected in the primordial god phase, until the flame in the brazier was extinguished.

But the spark in the primordial god law has not been extinguished, but it seems to have taken root and penetrated into the soil.

Since he became a primordial god, he has not found how to practice the method of the primordial god, and now he feels that he has found one, but this method is not sustainable, and it must pay attention to opportunities and chances, not daily practice.

However, this time, in the book "Zixia" he read in that dimensional world, he was very inspired by swallowing purple qi, and it is also common in ancient books that it is said that Dining Xia drinks dew, which may be a way of Dining Xia.

After feeling the changes of the primordial gods, he only felt that the heavens and the earth were much clearer in his eyes, and the power of the primordial gods strengthened in the dark could only be understood and indescribable.

He felt a unique aura in that little flame, and there was a realization that this should be the fire of vows, and through this fire of vows, incense was connected to all beings.

Suddenly, he felt that he might be able to use this to cultivate the Three Flavors True Fire.

What everyone agrees on is that it requires three kinds of flames, and what is certain is that the true fire of Samadhi must be hidden in the mind.

The human heart is fire, so the fire of the heart is essential.

He channeled the fire of his vow into his heart, and this vow came from his heart, and it was the best way to ignite the fire in his heart.

At the moment when he sank into his heart, he seemed to see the boiling blood burning violently, and in an instant, there was a feeling that his heart was burning hot, and in the flames, the blood seemed to have become magma, flowing all over his body.

He wondered if his blood dripping at this time would make the paper burn.

He went straight to the outside of the dark room, to the balcony on the third floor.

Towards the sun in the sky, he took a breath, and a little fire condensed in his mouth, and then it was swallowed, wrapped in a primordial spirit and incorporated into his heart, and at this moment, he felt that his heart was about to burn. His face changed, and he slammed open the window and leapt into the light.

The figure disappeared in the light and shadow, and his whole body became lighter, running on the roof beam like a bird, and the place he was going to was a land temple that had been left in the old city for nearly a hundred years.

As soon as the sun fire essence entered his heart, and after it was combined with the heart fire, it burned violently, as if it was about to burn his body to ashes.

He felt that only the incense made of the incense wishes of all living beings could be calmed down now.

When he came to the small temple in his memory, he saw that it was still there, and he suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

If this land temple is gone, then he can only release the fire in his heart, and the fire ignited by the fire of vows obtained by this opportunity will also dissipate.

If he wants to ignite the fire of his heart again, then he doesn't know when, and now he understands that the most difficult thing about this true fire of samadhi is the ignition of this fire of the heart.

His eyes could see that there was a cloud of colorful qi condensed in the sky above the small temple, but there was no flame in it.

He quickly came to the Land Temple.

At this time, in the temple, only a few people were wearing incense, and there were no temple blessings.

It's just that as soon as he entered this small temple, he immediately saw the eyebrows of the land in the temple, as if there was a flame that appeared like nothing.

It's just a little bit, it looks very small, but it's a flame, and the color of the flame is gray.

He was overjoyed in his heart, opened his mouth and inhaled, and the gray flame flew down from the eyebrows of the earth god statue, becoming a gray line, drilling towards his mouth, and the moment the gray flame entered his heart, the originally domineering and turbulent flame immediately stabilized.

Three flames entangled, fused. The red, gold, and gray flames combined to form a gray-red flame, like the one that came out of the kiln, not an open flame, but it would burn when touched.

When he opened his eyes, his face was already covered with sweat, his back was wet, and he didn't know when there was another person next to him.

A young man.

"Congratulations to fellow Daoists, who have cultivated the Samadhi True Flame. ”

This is a young man with a baby face, who looks like a high school student, but his eyes are not innocent, and the clothes he is wearing are black with patterns, Kui Lin knows that they are Miao Zhu's clothes.

"You know the true flame of samadhi. Kui Lin asked.

"Although I have never seen it, but I can guess that when you enter the temple, you are restless with fire, Samadhi is really hot, and the central fire is the root, and this incense fire is unattainable, I have been thinking, who will eventually collect the wish fire on the face of the land god, and what will be refined into something. ”

"I took this incense, don't you care?" asked Kui Lin with some curiosity.

"The chief of the Jing Dojo, the only inheritor of the Yuan Shen Law in the world, as long as you don't do anything treacherous, you can do anything. The baby-faced Miaozhu continued: "Over the years, there have been some people who have discovered the incense flame condensed in the heart of the lord of this land, but I don't think they deserve it, so I stopped them. ”

"Who?" said Kui Lin.

"Someone who has betrayed the nation and the race. The baby-faced Miao Zhu said.

Kui Lin knew that he was talking about the players.

Some of the players still have the country in their hearts, and some are even sent in by various units of the country, but there are some people, after becoming players, they no longer have roots in their hearts, no home and country, and even no pity and sympathy for their kind.

"You've been staying here?" asked Kui Lin.

"Of course, that's my mission. The baby-faced Miao Zhu said.

Kui Lin felt a different aura from him, completely different from other cultivators.

Kui Lin felt that he was one with this temple, connected with this land and with the statue of the land god, and his breath and breath seemed to be breathing.

"Here, there is God. Kui Lin looked at the baby-faced Miao Zhu and said.

Miao Zhu smiled and said, "It should have been, but then it didn't exist, and then it came again." ”

Kui Lin looked at Miao Zhu and said with a smile: "It's an accident." ”

"In such a chaotic era, nothing is unexpected, only protection, encouragement, my name is Zhu Xiangyang. Miaozhu's smile was very sunny, just like his name. He held out his hand.

"Kui Lin. Reached out and shook it with him.