Twenty-three years ago, she woke up on Biluo Island, and except for the moment when she fell off the cliff, she still remembered everything else, and some memories that made her feel strange slowly appeared in her mind.

In my memory, in a mountain field of exotic flowers and plants, a kind old gentleman, wearing a snow-white loose robe, sat cross-legged on the ground.

Around him sat a dozen strange-looking men and women, some with horns, some with feathers on their bodies, looking like monsters as they were rumored in books, but they had gentle complexions and no ferocity.

The old gentleman said slowly:

"There is no going back, no peace, like the coexistence of yin and yang and opposites. Therefore, there must be gains and losses, there must be joys and sorrows, and there must be gatherings and scattering, which is the norm of heaven and earth. If you want not to lose, you can't take it, if you want not to be sad, if you don't like it, if you want not to disperse, if you don't get together, if you want to have no end, you can't take it......"

A green-eyed young man asked, "Master, if everything has an end, why can you become an immortal but not die?"

The old man said: "The immortal is always there, it is to be the same as the Tao, and the Tao is always there, like heaven and earth." Heaven and earth are long, but they are not self-generated. ”

More than a dozen men and women listened intently, thoughtfully, and the green-eyed man thought for a while, and then asked:

"Master, forgive my disciple for being ignorant, but I still haven't been able to comprehend...... If we don't dare to have anything in order not to lose it, then even if we can become immortals and live as immortal as the sun and moon of heaven and earth, but we have nothing for a long time, what is the meaning?

You often teach your disciples not to be greedy, if your disciples just want to have an official position above the court, and have a beautiful wife and beautiful relatives to accompany them, can it be regarded as greedy? Although it is said that the grace of the king is unpredictable, and the beautiful relatives cannot be evergreen, these will eventually be lost, but the disciples think about it, and they have it before, but it is better than never having it......

The old man frowned slightly, and said, "Disciple, what you are holding in your hand will finally let go of your hand one day and leave you." How happy you are when you have it, and how painful you are when you lose it.

If you can be like the sun and the moon, to give for all things, to love all things with an ordinary heart without possessing them, and if you can feel fulfilled and at ease in giving, then your Dao mind will be cultivated. If you need to possess and get them in order to be happy, then your mind is just an ordinary person, and you can't become an immortal.

If you want to have all the pleasures of the world, he will suffer all the sufferings of the world one day. After reincarnation after death, the spells that have been taught by the teacher now, the path that you have practiced for hundreds of years will completely cease to exist, and you will start from an ignorant baby, live and die, and forever bear the pain of life and death, sickness and death in the earthly world......"

After the old man finished speaking, he sighed and said, "Disciples, the world will soon be in chaos, and you will usher in a catastrophe. I hope that you can abandon the temptation of the world and have a pure heart and few desires, so that you can build the avenue. ”

When the people heard this, they whispered to the left and right. One of the women, whose face was human, but whose hair was still feathered, spoke at this point:

"Master, we have waited for the inner pill to be completed, but the immortal vein has not been opened, and now we are only a qi practitioner, and we have to cultivate merit to open up the immortal vein. Since the world is about to be in turmoil, it is a good time for us to accumulate merit!"

The old man shook his head and said, "Leng Mei, you have such thoughts, which means that your heart for gain and loss is too heavy, and your Taoism is too shallow...... The key is to truly see through the red dust in the experience, to experience a pure Dao heart, and no longer be bound by earthly love, hatred, hatred, fame and fortune. ”

Na Lengmei bowed to the ground with both hands and said, "Thank you Master for your teachings, the apprentice has written it down!" I also ask the master to supervise and guide him more in the future, so that the disciple can always be vigilant and not be confused by the mortal dust." ”

The old man said: "If you are really addicted, what is the use of being disciplined by the teacher? ”

Leng Mei said: "Yes! The disciple must always introspect himself and never forget the master's teachings!"

The old man nodded and said, "If you can always introspect and abide by the right path, the road will not be far away!"

At that time, you must also keep in mind that in the course of the past life, there will be many rights and wrongs, but remember that spells are only used to kill demons and rescue people who have been injured by demons...... Okay, what I taught today, you can wait and understand it slowly, it's all gone!"

When everyone heard this, they all bowed to the ground and said together, "Thank you for the teachings of the teacher!" and they dispersed in twos and threes...... The old man also left, and what was left was the silent world and the strange flowers and plants around it.

......

All these memories are so real, but they are so strange, and what makes Qianxun even more strange is that there is no self in these memories.

I am like a bystander, there is no her in this, and everything in it seems to have nothing to do with her.

Qian Xun continued to think about it, it was still the old gentleman's memories of preaching and teaching spells one by one, they were flying in the air for a while, and calling for wind and rain for a while, changing all kinds of things around them, and each time they finished teaching, they left separately.

After thinking about it a lot, I felt a little dizzy. Qian Xun didn't dare to continue to reminisce, so he had to walk around to see what kind of place this was.

Later, she finally knew that she was the only one on this exceptionally beautiful island, and she learned from her memory that the name of this island was Biluo Island, and the old gentleman was Shangxian Luoli.

Surrounded by the sea on all sides, Biluo Island is surrounded by clouds and mist, isolated from the rest of the world. She couldn't leave, so she worshipped the Shangxian Luo Li in her memory as her teacher, and learned to practice spells according to the memories he taught his disciples.

As the days passed, there was no one else on the island, and at first she felt very lonely, and often wandered around the island, from time to time lamenting and sorrowful to the morning glow and bright moon.

But later, with the deepening of the study of Taoism, the higher the realm of enlightenment, the more calm the mind became.

There is nothing particularly happy, but there is nothing unhappy, "That's what Master said, it's really comfortable without joy and sorrow......

Finally, twenty-three years later, she Neidan was cultivated, and what surprised her even more was that Neidan had just become a fairy, and the immortal veins were self-connected.

She didn't know why she had skipped the step of cultivating her mind to accumulate merit in previous lifetimes, just as she didn't know why she had exhausted all her methods, and she couldn't figure out what had happened to her twenty-three years ago, and she didn't know where her identity came from.

......

"Girl......"

Qianxun fell into memories, and the woman was stunned when she saw her, and couldn't help but call her again.

"Uh......" Qian Xun came back to his senses: "My family should be counted on an island." ”

"I see. The woman chuckled and said:

"Don't hide it, girl, you really look a little like one of my old friends, if I hadn't seen her die before she left the cabinet, I would have suspected that you were her daughter. ”

"Really?" Qian Xun's heart shook slightly, "Then I don't know who she is?"

"Her name is Yun Ying, she is from Liaozhou, and she and I are fellow villagers and handkerchiefs. She is very beautiful and the most kind, but unfortunately, the better the person, the more she can't live long......"

As she spoke, the smile on her face slowly turned sad, and her eyes were misty.

"She's from Liaozhou, so does she still have family?" asked Qian Xun.

The woman sighed softly, and looked indifferently out the window, her eyes sad, as if half of her mind had fallen into memory:

"She lost her mother at a young age, and her father was a famous talent in Liaozhou, and he loved her in every way. But twenty-three years ago, Liaozhou was still a territory of the Southern Wing State, and that year the Southern Wing and Eastern Chu were at war, and Liaozhou fell, and we fled together to Peizhou, but her father and we were separated halfway. ”

The woman paused, her brows locked: "We passed by the foot of the Yellow Gully Mountain, but we met a bandit, that group of people had no humanity, killed many of our companions, and wanted to insult us, but fortunately we were rescued by a passing Taoist leader.

Unfortunately, in the end, we were still forced to a dead end, she ...... She gave me a chance to live...... I fell off the cliff ......"

When the woman said this, her voice choked, and at last tears rolled out like beads of broken thread, and she hurriedly wiped them with her handkerchief.

Qian Xun also felt a sadness in his heart, followed by a throbbing pain in his eyebrows, and couldn't help but snort softly, and hurriedly held his forehead.

"What's wrong with you?" asked the woman, worried, as she helped her.

"Ma'am, I'm fine, except for an occasional headache. Qian Xun could only endure it.

"My name is Fang Niang, if the girl doesn't think I'm too big, just call me Sister Fang! Somehow, I always feel very cordial when I see you, as if I knew you many years ago. ”

"Okay!" Qian Xun showed a smile: "Sister Fang." Your friend named Yun Ying, what is the name of her father, is he still alive?"

Sister Fang shook her head: "I don't know, although I also returned to my hometown later, I never heard about Uncle Yunjing again." ”

Hearing this, Qian Xun's mood was agitated, and she vaguely felt that Yun Ying might be herself, maybe she could find out her life experience through these, and even find her relatives.

But I thought that I was now a fairy, and I should have cut off all dust, let go of my attachment to my six relatives, and should not continue to pursue the past.

For a while, the mind was chaotic, and suddenly a wave of adverse qi rose from the dantian, and he couldn't help but be shocked, hurriedly put away his mind, and didn't dare to think about it again.

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The warm sun shines on the earth, driving away the thin chill of early spring. The breeze was gentle, and the two cherry trees in front of the simple farm yard were blooming, and the pink and white flowers exuded a faint fragrance in the wind, and the petals fell down little by little, falling on the head of the little girl under the tree.

The little girl looked like she was thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a small green cloth dress, with a bun tied on the left and right sides of her head, tied with a water-red ribbon, sitting on a low stool with her head bowed, and looking earnestly at a somewhat worn book in her hand.

A verdant bird flew down from the tree and gently pecked at the girl's bun. The girl touched her hair, looked up and saw that it was the bird pecking her, and said with a "giggle" smile: "Ling'er, don't make trouble, you go play by yourself, and I'll accompany you when I finish reading this article!"

The kingfisher seemed to be displeased, and flew to the girl's lap with her little wings and stood, staring at her two little round eyes and "chirping" at the girl. The little girl grinned, and gently held it with both hands, only letting it show its head: "Then Ling'er can read a book with me if she doesn't play by herself!"

The bird was now "chirping" even louder, as if to protest the girl's "atrocity".

"Qian'er, stop reading, let's go, take Ling'er and grandpa to fish together!" an old man came out of the house with a small wooden barrel and beckoned to the girl as he removed a fishing rod hanging from the wall.

"Grandpa!" The little girl let go of the bird in her hand and happily ran to the old man: "That's very good, Xiao Huan can make sweet and sour fish at noon!"

"You little gluttonous cat!" the old man smiled and scratched the little girl's nose, "I want to eat so much, I went to the town yesterday to sell paintings, why don't you buy one by the way." ”

The little girl held the old man's arm with one hand, and still held the scroll in the other, and said seriously: "Grandpa, your calligraphy and paintings have only been sold for two, and you have to save some flowers for silver, if we can't sell them for a long time in the future, we won't starve." ”

"Haha......" The old man stroked his beard and laughed happily: "Don't worry, you little girl, grandpa now has clear eyes, flexible hands and feet, and his calligraphy and painting skills are better than back then." Now that the market economy has slowly recovered, as long as the price is slightly cheaper, it will not be sold. ”