It scared me to death! It was just a dream!"

Pan Long wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If he was really beaten by a group of bigwigs from another world through the ages, then he really had nowhere to escape from heaven and earth.

After all, not to mention the great men of the five great powers, even the great men of some not powerful countries also appeared in the team that beat him.

Not to mention, there are gods and Buddhas in the team.

However, he wondered why several bigwigs from the famous guild were also in the team when he first played the game? Could it be that in his mind, the bigwigs of the game were on the same level as gods and Buddhas or great men?

"Ahh

"The Supreme Patriarch is also unreliable, and he also said that the spiritual light is a part of my body, and I could have controlled it...... If I could control the aura, let it go from the top of my head to the soles of my feet now, and then swirl like a clockhand inside my body—"

Pan Long didn't finish his words, but froze there instantly.

He could clearly feel that the ray of spiritual light in his body was moving from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, and then with the Jizhong acupoint as the center of the circle, it was rotating along a circular track.

It's like an hour hand.

"This ...... Can the aura really be controlled?"

He was stunned for a moment, then tentatively said, "Move to the left hand." ”

The aura didn't respond.

"Hands can't work? So...... Stop?"

The aura remained unresponsive.

Pan Long's brows tightened, and he fell into doubt.

The aura was still spinning and spinning in his chest, not stopping at all, or changing the way he moved.

This made him wonder if his previous instructions had an effect, or was the aura moving like this?

After a while, the aura continued to rotate clockwise, without even any change in speed.

Of course, during this time, Pan Long gave a lot of instructions to it, but it had no effect.

"Forget it, forget it, you can turn it as you like, it's going to rain-"

Pan Long's words were only half spoken.

Without warning, the aura stopped.

"Is this so mindless or unhappy? Why don't you talk about logic at all?"

But Pan Long's complaints still didn't solve anything, and the aura just stopped, just like before he fell asleep, and he didn't mean to move at all.

The only difference is probably that the location of the parking has changed.

But Pan Long bet that it must be able to move, or rather, it must be able to be manipulated by itself.

There must be some secret in this, something that I don't realize.

He lay back on the bed, pondered, and pondered what happened when Lingguang was "obedient" twice.

I don't know how long I thought about it, but with the sound of a knock on the door, the food delivery came.

Although there is a stock of dry food in the ashram, retreat holders naturally prefer to eat freshly prepared meals from the chef if they can.

And unless they put up a sign at the door that reads "Do not disturb during retreat", someone will bring you three meals a day.

In the underground, where there is no day or night, this is the only means they can use to determine the time.

After lunch, Pan Long returned to the cultivation room and continued to ponder.

For the next three or four days, he spent all the time pondering.

During this time, Reiguang had heard more than once and did something according to his orders. But every time he was obedient, there were no obvious signs, so he couldn't summarize the rules at all.

In the end, he simply entered the world of fragments of the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

In this familiar nothingness, nothing outside disturbed his mind and allowed him to concentrate his whole mind.

When he focused his mind to a certain extent, something wonderful happened.

Everything in the outside world suddenly disappeared, even the existence of his own body seemed to disappear, and the only thing he could feel was that ray of aura.

At this moment, he clearly understood that he could control this ray of aura, like an arm and a finger, handy.

Sure enough, along with his thoughts, the previously unruly aura became extremely docile and obedient, no matter how much it was asked to move.

(What's going on?)

With a little doubt, a realization quietly rose in his heart.

(I see!) If you concentrate your mind so much that you forget about your own existence, you will be able to control the aura.) ）

Although his state of mental concentration was instantly destroyed and his aura was out of control, a smile appeared on Pan Long's face.

He finally knew how to control the aura!

After returning to reality, he lay on the bed, trying to concentrate.

I don't know how long it took, but everything around me faded away, and finally I couldn't even feel it physically.

That ray of aura became clear and lively again, moving freely with his mind, without the slightest froze.

This time, Pan Long commanded the aura to swim inside the body, walking the whole body up and down.

In the process, he clearly saw that the aura was slightly stronger.

After finishing his state of mental concentration, he suddenly felt very tired. Physically, it was nothing, but the mental exhaustion almost made him feel like he was going to collapse.

Needless to say, there is an extremely uncomfortable feeling spreading in the body, and all the internal organs seem to be churning.

He tried to endure it for a while, but ran to the bathroom.

After vomiting and diarrhea, Pan Long took a bath with the hot water that flowed out of the hose at any time, changed into clean clothes, and lay down on the bed again.

He felt that his body was a little empty and light, like after staying up all night in his previous life, and as if his internal strength had been overdepleted and he had hurt his vitality.

This feeling of emptiness in his body made him uncomfortable, squinted his eyes, and fell asleep before he knew it.

I didn't have a dream all night, but when I woke up, I saw my grandfather sitting on a chair next to him, looking at him worriedly.

"Why is your face so bad?" Grandpa asked, "Is there something wrong with your cultivation?"

Pan Long replied with a smile: "No, there should be no problem with my cultivation." On the contrary, I feel ...... It is probably because of the progress in cultivation that such a situation will occur. ”

"Cultivation progress will make people sick, why haven't I heard of it!" Ren Anmin shook his head repeatedly, "The more you progress in cultivation, the stronger your body will only become, after all, the goal of cultivation is to become stronger, that is, to live forever." If the progress of cultivation will make the body weak, wouldn't that be the opposite of the fundamental goal?"

Pan Long smiled, he didn't explain, and he didn't know how to explain it.

When he vomited and diarrhea before, he was a little flustered at first. But when the vomiting was finished, I took a shower, changed my clothes, and lay down on the bed. But he suddenly felt unprecedented stability and peace, just like when he lived in Dingfeng Town before, he hadn't traveled far away from home, and he hadn't even gotten the fragments of the Shan Hai Jing.

Along the way, he has gained a lot and lost a lot. There are laughter, there are tears, there are those who can easily let go, and there are those who can't let go.

These things weighed heavily on his heart, and his spirit gradually became nervous. Before coming to Ren's house, he was already gradually like those old rivers and lakes, no matter whether he was tired or not, he could sleep when he fell, and whether he slept soundly or not, he would be awakened at the slightest disturbance.

It's all forced by life!

But when he was lying on the bed a little weakly after vomiting and diarrhea, he felt that everything had been put down and the whole person became relaxed.

So he slept peacefully, but the food delivery person failed to wake him up, and his grandfather sat on the edge of the bed for a long time, but he couldn't wake him up.

From the perspective of the people of the rivers and lakes, being so unalert is definitely a bad thing, but Pan Long knows that this is a good thing for himself.

Only by letting go of the burden and traveling lightly can we go further, let go of the past, and seize the future.

But he couldn't explain these things, and he couldn't explain them.

When his grandfather left worriedly, he put the Taiqing jade book in front of his forehead again.

The scene around him changed, and he was already in the old study.

"Meet the Supreme Patriarch. ”

"Why are you here again?" the old man looked at him with some confusion, "I told you not to come here until you grasp the aura and shine all over your body, I can't teach you anything here, this is a water mill." Let me tell you, cultivation is a long process, bit by bit, day by day. Sometimes it can take ten or eight years to make some progress, but one step at a time, you can move forward. Time is the most powerless thing, but the things that accumulate with time are the most powerful, so it is said that the world is the softest, and the world is the hardest. ”

Pan Long smiled and listened to him babble before explaining, "I think, I've been full of inspiration." ”

"What?!" the old man's eyes widened and he looked at him suspiciously, "So fast? Or am I mistimed?"

"It's just that I feel that my situation is a little different from others......"

Pan Long explained his situation in detail.

The old man listened patiently, pondered for a long time, and then said, "Your situation is not within the scope of my teaching. ”

"But...... I'm practicing according to the Taishang Forgetfulness Chapter. Pan Long was taken aback and asked worriedly, "Is there really a problem?"

"No, your current situation reminds me of a friend. ”

Pan Long looked at him curiously, waiting for him to be introduced.

The person who can be called a friend by the Supreme Patriarch must also be an immortal Buddha.

"You don't know the identity of that friend. I'm just talking about his understanding of spiritual practice – he thinks that life in the world is inherently imperfect. Not only is it imperfect, but it is also burdened with innate 'sinful karma'. Only by trying to eliminate these 'sinful karma' can we liberate our souls and usher in a new life in a better way. Then the cycle continues, progressing layer by layer, and finally perfecting. ”

Pan Long nodded thoughtfully, feeling that the situation he said was indeed somewhat similar to his own.

"My friend wasn't interested in cultivating the physical body or anything, and he said, 'The physical body is just a tool for traveling through the earthly world, like a boat crossing a river. Our life is a journey after a journey, and we always have to change boats constantly, so there is no need to spend too much effort on the boat. Figuring out the direction and not getting lost is the most important thing. 'Do you think that makes sense?'

Pan Long thought for a while and said, "Isn't what we are pursuing to be immortal?

The old man smiled: "I'm glad you think so." That means I can teach you something special. ”

"Supreme Patriarch, what I want to learn is the method of immortality...... Pan Long hurriedly said.

The skills of the Taishang Patriarch, of course he is willing to learn. But in contrast, he wanted to learn the immortal method of this Dao Patriarch.

After all, if you can live forever, you can have enough capital to pursue more other things.

"Who said that what I teach you can't live forever?" the Supreme Patriarch looked at him with a smile, and his wrinkled face showed a little cunning to trick others into success, "On the contrary, what I want to teach you is much easier to live forever than my own methods!"