Under Fu Lingyun's explanation, the little half-immortal knew that this hopeless grass was different from the heart-destroying flower, the hopeless grass was a small grass, but it liked to absorb the yin qi of the earth the most, and after three hundred years, it became the most yin and poisonous thing.

Among the most beautiful things in heaven and earth, there are often ugliness. The peacock's feathers are gorgeous, but its gall is highly poisonous, and the crane is red, how beautiful it is, but it is the most powerful poison. All snakes and insects are also more beautiful and poisonous. Aren't your two poisonous spiders very beautiful? What is so good about a person who is handsome, and it is good to be kind-hearted.

For example, bayberry eats too much diarrhea, but the wine soaked in bayberry can stop diarrhea, for example, almonds are poisonous, but apricot shells can detoxify.

The tender buds of this small flower are poisonous and can also be used to treat certain diseases: the fragrance of this flower penetrates the whole body with a single smell, and the taste can numb a person's heart. People and medicinal grasslands are the same, there are good and evil in it, competing with each other, if the evil side prevails, death will soon hollow out the plant.

It is a poisonous fruit produced at the bottom of the deep ditch of Mount Meru. Although it has the effect of rejuvenating and rejuvenating, it will die of poison in less than a month. If you don't want to die, you have to keep eating, but within two or three years you will die.

If you fall into the poison of Hopeless Grass, the seven emotions and six desires in your heart will be magnified several times, and then you will be controlled by **, and you will fall into the devil and cannot extricate yourself.

Jiang Shuying said: "I am only seven points sure about the antidote to this poison. ”

The little half-immortal glanced at Wuji, and Wuji was also looking at him, if a person like Wujian fell into the Demon Dao, I am afraid it would be more uncomfortable than letting him die.

The way of heaven changed, and the demon god was born. The sky is snowing, and the war is still urgent. Seize the sky and destroy Maoshan Mountain, and refine the demon and fall too white. The heroes and the strong rise together, the white bones in the north are like accumulation, the demons are rampant, and the clouds are responsible for the grace of teaching. Wanfu Immortal Palace, bleeding and fluttering.

If it's the former, everyone will be happy. However, the ancestor of Yiling has the ability to turn the world upside down and move mountains and seas, and no one doubts this. If it is the latter, once he is reinstated and reborn, at that time, the cultivation realm and even the entire human world will definitely usher in even more frenzied revenge and curse, and fall into darkness and bloody rain.

There is pathos in all the course of life, even for Buddhists, or even practitioners. It is precisely because of this inescapable sadness that Shakyamuni left the glorious palace in the middle of the night and walked to the lonely snow-capped mountains and forests, hoping to unravel the fog of this sadness, so as to "get rid of suffering and be happy" and get the ultimate liberation.

It's like being woken up from sleep by an alarm clock in the morning. It's a pity that when the alarm clock goes off, we will soon be overwhelmed by the red dust and smoke waves, and fall back into dreams. In the heart, it is good to wake up, but it is good to wake up without dreams, but it is good to wake up, but it is also impossible to wake up without confusion.

Therefore, all the calamities in a lifetime, whether it is a sage, an immortal or a Buddha, are all cultivated by people. And people don't know self-love, they are drunk and dreaming of death, they are born in vain, or even insist on doing all kinds of evil. When the evil is full of retribution, death is punished, and you fall into the path of animal life, and suffer the immeasurable suffering, you will regret it.

For practitioners, enlightenment is not an end, but also a relative beginning, and therefore, the emptiness experienced by a Buddha or Zen is not the emptiness of nothingness, but the perfection of people and everything without hindrance.

The Zen master said: "The verdant bamboo is full of the Dharma body, and the lush yellow flowers are nothing more than the Buddha." This is not to say that the green bamboo and yellow flowers all have Buddha nature, but that we have to break all the differences and secret barriers of the ten directions and the three worlds, and not be obsessed with being sentient or ruthless, in order to see Buddha nature.

All obsessions are due to affection, and deliberately forgetting does not mean that they have not had. Remembering the mistakes and mistakes of others is a punishment for yourself, and when you let go, you will eliminate your troubles. Everyone has a Zen heart, but they have to go through endless calamities in order to get through this life well. Cultivate with a calm and compassionate heart, you can see the mountains and rivers, and you can see all living beings.

The reason for life is not only to inhabit a dust-free area, but a more serious action is to take care of the past and then return to the center of the red dust to achieve a generous shoulder, the so-called intolerance of the world.

When the plants and trees have spirituality, they walk in the world and give birth to love, resentment, and hatred. Perhaps everyone's previous life was a kind of plant, rich or simple, noble, or poor, elegant, or mediocre. In this life, reincarnated in a wealthy and noble family, or reincarnated in a common people's family, glory and suffering are all based on creation.

Perhaps, he has great ambitions, hoping to dominate the world, but he has no choice but fate, in the whirlpool, bullied by villains, unable to display his ambitions, all ideals are squeezed in the corner, and there is no light in sight; perhaps, he dreams of placing himself between the clouds and water in the distance, far away from the hustle and bustle, but has to face the disturbances of the world, in the surging crowds and endless struggles, suffering.

If I think so clearly, I can still decide when I will sit down and die, and if there are relics in the bones of the dead, won't you monks have nothing to eat and drink? In the world, there need to be obsessed, unrecoverable, painful, and worse than dead, so as to show the value and preciousness of your monks, I will help you, and I will go to hell.

People in the world, the rivers and lakes risk, it seems that it is not inevitable, but in the same rivers and lakes, some people are self-purging and self-loving, and some people fall with the turbidity, it is completely a matter of personal choice, and "being involuntary" is just an excuse! I am reminded of what is said in "Han Feizi": "The shield that cannot be trapped and the spear that cannot be trapped cannot stand together in the world." "If there is a yearning for innocence in the heart, and it continues to be turbid, of course there will be contradictions, conflicts and struggles.

It turns out that it is so difficult to persevere, but it is so easy to sink, death is just to get what you want, and the pain is for a while, and living in the world is a long extension of pain, unspeakably painful, and you don't want to live.

Xiao Man is like a nine-day elf into the mortal world, wherever she goes, she acts recklessly, in her heart, life teaches her a lesson, and she also knows how to change. But I'm afraid that I didn't have a chance to change, and I accidentally fell into the sea of suffering. No matter if it is a bitter sea, she swims in the bitter sea, ups and downs.

I can't be a woman like them, and I don't want to. I just inadvertently passed by this world, and the plum blossoms became confidants, I don't want to interfere too much in mundane things, but I want myself to be pure and the flowers fall without a trace. In the past, when I encountered wind and rain disturbances, I was afraid of getting involved in right and wrong, falling into the quagmire, and not being at peace. Now, even though the sky is falling, I am not shocked.

Xiao Banxian immediately said: "Seven points is enough, thank you two." ”

Mo Liunian said: "I don't know how long it will take to detoxify?"

Jiang Shuying said: "I have never solved this poison, so I can't say for sure, but it will never be more than three days." ”

The little half-immortal said: "Okay, we will wait here." ”

Jiang Shuying nodded and said to Wuji: "Please follow me into the inner room." ”

Wujian grinned at Xiao Banxian and Mo Liunian, revealing his white teeth: "Brother, little Sister Mo, whether you can detoxify or not, Wujian thank you for everything." After speaking, he walked into the inner room with Jiang Shuying and Fu Lingyun.

The door of the inner room was also closed immediately, and the little half-immortal said to Mo Liunian: "Let's go, let's go back and sleep well." "What they have to do now is to get their spirits up.

The two of them went out of Bangqiu Pavilion, Xingyu stood outside the door alone, and Xiao Banxian said, "Where is the ink painting girl?"

Xingyu said: "There can't be a shortage of people here, so let her go back to rest first, and please go back to rest as well." ”

Xiao Banxian and Mo Liunian returned to their rooms after returning to the welcome building, and Mo Liunian found that his hands had completely healed, leaving only shallow red marks, which would disappear after a while.