The indescribable tranquility and timidity of this idyllic life without contention, and all the troubles of the past have dissipated in the joy of swimming in the scales and perching on the branches of birds.

"After staying here for so long, do you have any feelings?"

Mr. Yang Ming's voice suddenly came from behind, and Yi Yun hurriedly stood up from the stone and bowed to Mr. For several days, he had been treating him as a disciple, but fortunately, he was now a free man without sects or sects.

"Don't be surprised, sir, I'm here to relax, I don't have any feelings," he replied truthfully, in fact, he really didn't have any feelings, just just enjoying the beauty of nature.

"Is the relaxation of the mood related to the external environment?"

Yi Yun smiled slightly, "If you answer according to Mr.'s doctrine, there is nothing outside your heart, then whether you are relaxed or not has nothing to do with the external environment."

Mr. smiled slightly, and casually found a glorious stone and made it, "It seems that you listened to my words, but you didn't know what it was."

Yi Yun was slightly stunned, and immediately said respectfully, "Please also ask Mr. for advice!"

"Although there is nothing outside the mind, what you see, hear, taste, smell, and feel is real, and when these feelings follow, they will leave an imprint on your heart, and nothing speaks of the state of nothingness, not the real nothingness."

Hearing the words, Yi Yun felt a sense of empowerment, and all kinds of past things turned into freeze-frame pictures in front of him and flashed from his mind one by one. There is nothing outside the heart, but these have been imprinted on one's heart, that is, it belongs to oneself, and there is no longer any distinction between inside and outside.

The gentleman nodded slightly, seemingly satisfied with Yi Yun's performance, and then said, "Last time I asked you what the matter of cultivating the true house, do you have an answer?"

"I still don't know" Yi Yun shook his head in embarrassment!

Mr. Yang Ming nodded again, "Do you know what the ultimate in cultivation is?"

"The ultimate in cultivation should be the consummation of merit and the ascension of feathers."

This time, Mr. Yang Ming shook his head, "If I say that this feather ascension is not the end of cultivation, what do you say?"

"What Mr. doesn't have, naturally he doesn't," Yi Yun said without hesitation!

For the old man in front of him, Yi Yun had already admired the five-body throwing to the ground, not to mention that even Yuan Zongdao, one of the four great earth immortals, was like a junior in front of him, and the cultivation of the person in front of him was definitely far above the earth immortals.

"Have you heard of the things of antiquity?"

"The younger generation is not only young because of physical reasons, but he has read all the ancient books in the collection of the Heavenly Dao Sect, but he has also heard some things in the ancient era, and it is rumored that the ancient era is the world of the gods, but then I don't know why this world of the gods disappeared."

After all, the Heavenly Dao Sect has been inherited for more than 1,000 years, and there are still many ancient books and codex left over the past thousand years, among which there are many records about the ancient era, but they are all sporadic fragments and speculations.

However, he had seen more than once in many ancient books that the ancient era was full of great powers, but an unknown disaster befell and annihilated the entire age of the gods.

According to the existing classics, the ancient era was the era of the ancient gods, and every loud voice possessed the power of heaven and earth, but such a group of people disappeared into the long river of history for no reason.

"Yes, I didn't expect you to be able to read all the classics of the Heavenly Dao Sect, and I'm afraid there are not many people in the Heavenly Dao Sect!" Obviously, Mr.'s answer to Yi Yun was a little unexpected by Mr.

Even he himself had to admit that reading so many Taoist classics and the following bizarre books when he was a child still helped him a lot, so that he would not be like an idiot.

"One thing you said is right, the ancient era is indeed the age of the gods, and they are indeed very powerful, and the earth immortals in the current cultivation realm are only considered medium at most in the ancient era."

Although he had already guessed that the cultivators of the ancient god level were far from being comparable to the current cultivators, he did not expect that there would be such a big difference. The top existence of the current cultivation realm can only be regarded as a medium existence in the ancient era, but what kind of existence should the top master of the ancient era be?

This is something he can't imagine at all now, and at the same time, he can't help but have a question in his heart, "How did Mr. know so clearly?"

However, Mr. Yang Ming didn't give him a chance to ask, and continued, "This world of gods has not disappeared, but it is cut off from the current space."

"Sir, the disciple has something unclear, why can't the cultivation realm today cultivate to the realm of the ancient era?"

In his opinion, although the ancient era was the age of the gods, he did not believe that the current cultivation realm from the ancient era was at least tens of thousands of years old. For such a long time, he didn't believe that there was no person with extremely talented talent who could cultivate to the realm of the ancient gods.

"Cultivating the truth knows that it is tantamount to going against the sky, and the spiritual energy of the cultivator world today is far from being comparable to that of the ancient times, and this is not the most important thing."

"So what's the most important thing?"

"The most important thing is that the cognition of contemporary cultivators has changed, forgetting the Tao itself, and the cognition of the "Dao" restricts their potential, so they can never make a breakthrough."

What Mr. Yang Ming said today was like opening a door in front of him, and the scene inside the gate was completely beyond his knowledge. He found that every time he spent more time with the old man in front of him, he felt that he was getting smaller and smaller, and he even felt that he was an idiot when he met the old man in front of him.

"Sir, the disciple has always had a question in his heart, and I would like to ask him for guidance and teaching."

"Tell me about it!"

"The disciple once saw it in an autobiography of the predecessors of the Heavenly Dao Sect, in the autobiography, it was said that the person who cultivates the truth is nothing more than looking for immortals, but his final comment is that the immortals have gone, the Tao has been hidden, and the way of heaven cannot be achieved, I don't know what to say about this?"

Mr. Yang Ming stroked his long beard and smiled, "It's really commendable that Tianxuanzi can have such attainments, but it's a pity that he only saw the surface and couldn't see the deeper layer."

At this time, Yi Yun was considered to have thrown himself to the ground for Mr. Yang Ming's admiration, although he did not mention whose autobiography it was, but the other party said that what he was talking about was the founding patriarch of the Heavenly Dao Sect, Tian Xuanzi.

And from the other party's words, he could clearly know that the cultivation and cognition of the gentleman in front of him were very likely to be above the ancestor of the Heavenly Dao Sect Creation Sect, otherwise he would definitely not say that Tianxuanzi only saw the surface layer and did not see the deeper layer.

Yi Yun said without giving up: "Sir, what does that mean at a deeper level?"

Mr. Yang Ming smiled and said silently, and only after a while did he slowly say, "In fact, the immortal has not gone, the Tao has not been hidden, and what has been hidden is only the heart of the cultivator."

"Since you are the same, where are you looking for immortals?

"Seek in the Heart"

"The mind is in the body, how to find the law?"

"There is nothing outside the heart, there is nothing to ask for, the heart is clear, and the heart is seen"

"No desire, no desire, isn't that a saint" Yi Yun asked a little hurriedly, his voice was slightly excited!

"Where the Word is, all men can be sanctified"

The excited Yi Yun couldn't help but take a step back when he heard this, and since his debut, it was the bold remarks he had heard. A saint is beyond the six realms of reincarnation, and has attained the true meaning of the Tao, and since the beginning of the world, there are a few people in the world who can reach the realm of saints.

Yi Yun let out a cold sweat, but he still tried to calm himself down, and continued to ask, "Where is the Tao, and how can you become holy?"

At this time, the sunset has gone, and the earth where the bright moon shines is covered with a silver light!

"One or two autumns are cool into the night, and the lonely moon by the pool is more spiritual. The diving fish swims to the bottom to pass on the heart, and the perched bird branch says the truth. The high singing degree and the breeze go, and the ghostly spring with the flowing water. The Thousand Saints had no intention of making a decision. The six meridians need to be dusted in the mirror. It is not said that the way of heaven is not lustful, you must know that all things are my body," Mr. Yang Ming groaned, got up and left.

Yi Yun stood there like a sculpture motionless, and in just a few lines of poetry, all the scenes around this matter were included, which made people's hearts appear with a lofty artistic conception.

Autumn coolness, night, poolside, lonely moon, diving fish, perching birds, all these things are not really around themselves, and they are so real and within reach.

The most common thing in the world seems to have some kind of unpredictable magic from the mouth of the gentleman, and it is so unique that it makes the already familiar things become as if they have just been recognized, full of freshness!

Where is the Tao?

The alternation of the seasons is the way, the lonely moon in the pond is the way, the diving fish and birds are the way, and even the whispering of the fish and the squeak of the branches of the perched birds are also the way. All things in heaven and earth, every grass and tree are the Dharma body of the Dao, but I am still asking where it is, which is simply unattainable.

Everyone in the world says that "Tao" is an ethereal thing, and all people have known since ancient times that "Tao" is far away from us, it is something that can be imagined but cannot be reached, and the pursuit of Tao is the pursuit of many people's lives.

So they work hard to cultivate. To perceive the laws of heaven and earth is to be able to touch the existence of the "Tao" one day, but no one will take the initiative to pay attention to the things around them.

Perhaps one day when they realize the existence of the "Tao", they will feel their ridiculousness, and it turns out that their life's pursuit is by their side and has never been far away.

"The Thousand Saints have no intention of making a decision, and the Six Classics need to be dusted in the mirror. It is not said that the way of heaven is not lustful, you must know that all things are my body"

The second half of this poem is the root of sanctification, and there are thousands of ways to sanctify, but there is no way to do it outside the heart. If you can brush away the dust in your heart, you can be holy, but the dust in your heart is like the dust in this mirror, but how to sweep it away is unknown.

Yi Yun stood on the spot for seven days and seven nights, and he had silently recited Mr. Yangming's eight lines of poetry in his heart I don't know how many times, but in the past seven days, he was like a living dead who knew nothing about the outside world, and the whole person had been in the world he had created.

"Master, this kid is really a freak, and his understanding is incredible."

If Yi Yun knew that he could get such praise from Yuan Zongdao, he didn't know how he would feel.