Chapter 48: The Buddha Feeds the Eagle
Twenty zhang away is an extremely pleasant experience, almost the smallest corner of the entire cave, the slightest changes are all in He Ping's grasp.
"Pillar Spirit Senior, I have now reached twenty zhang of divine consciousness, and then I will compress my divine consciousness?" He Ping asked at the Fire Spirit Bead, he still has one day, whether he can compress his divine consciousness to the second grade in one day, and whether he can practice the "Imperial God Nail" is unknown.
After a long while, the voice of the pearl spirit came slowly, "You have comprehended the secret method of compressing the divine consciousness by yourself, I won't say much, it is rare for the divine consciousness to reach twenty zhang in your cultivation, and it is also your blessing to this, in the past hundreds of years, the news of the spiritual spring has been pitiful, let alone the spiritual qi beads." ”
After that, Zhu Ling stopped making a sound, and Zhu Ling didn't often talk to He Ping, as it had been for the past few days.
"The method of compressing the divine consciousness has been comprehended by me?" He Ping thought carefully for a while, according to what Zhu Ling said, he had comprehended the secret method, but the only thing he would now have related to the divine consciousness was to adjust the part of the divine consciousness that was burned in the fire pit.
"Could it be that Zhu Ling means that merging the external divine consciousness into the interior can have the effect of compressing the divine consciousness?"
Zhu Ling didn't say it directly, and He Ping could only guess like this.
But even if this is really a secret method to compress the divine consciousness, he was able to do it before because the divine consciousness existed completely out of the body, and he had a more complete control over the divine consciousness within the fire spirit bead.
How to merge the external consciousness into the inner consciousness in the external world is a problem that needs to be solved urgently.
It took an hour or two for He Ping to try to compress his divine sense.
Almost all kinds of means have been used by He Ping, but it seems that because of the restraint of his body, he can't completely compress his divine consciousness no matter what.
It took time and effort, and had little effect, which made He Ping a little discouraged.
He Ping had no choice but to enter the Fire Spirit Bead again and compress his divine consciousness in his divine state.
As soon as He Ping entered the world of fire spirit beads, he immediately sat down cross-legged, looking for his state when he was in the fire pit.
He doesn't have enough time, and it's not a good thing that his consciousness is out of his body for a long time.
The compression of the divine consciousness within the Fire Spirit Bead was indeed much easier.
Perhaps because of his many experiences in the fire pit, He Ping had a great deal of ease when he fused his external consciousness into the inside.
As the external divine consciousness continued to merge into the interior, the external divine consciousness gradually blurred and then disappeared, and He Ping inside the fire spirit bead became smaller and smaller.
As long as He Ping can compress his self in the Fire Spirit Bead to one-tenth of the original, then it can be regarded as completing this step of compressing the divine consciousness.
Without the flames of the fire pit, He Ping's internal divine consciousness would continue to grow and would not be consumed.
Time passed in He Ping's continuous compression of divine consciousness, and He Ping in the fire spirit ball continued to shrink.
But the compression of the divine consciousness did not go smoothly to the end, and in the end, when the divine consciousness was nearly compressed to one-tenth of the original, that is, close to two zhang and three feet, He Ping seemed to suddenly feel the shackles from the inner divine consciousness.
It's like a person who has eaten enough can no longer eat anything, and the inner consciousness can no longer merge into the consciousness.
In the process of breaking through from the first grade of divine consciousness to the second grade, presumably the most difficult thing is to solve the problem of no longer being able to merge the divine consciousness into the interior.
The remaining three-foot consciousness is in an extremely embarrassing situation, although the internal consciousness is extremely pure, but because the internal consciousness and the external consciousness coexist, it cannot be regarded as a second-grade divine consciousness, because the influence of these three-foot divine consciousness, together with the internal divine consciousness, can not reach the level of being able to substantially affect external objects.
The breakthrough of the divine consciousness came to a halt here.
He Ping tried to ask Zhu Ling, but Zhu Ling didn't say a word, as if he was not ready to help He Ping at all.
Zhu Ling's attitude was also expected by He Ping, Zhu Ling didn't care too much about He Ping's life or death when He Ping entered the Fire Spirit Bead for the first time, even if he accidentally entered the cave this time, Zhu Ling gave He Ping some tips, it didn't mean that he would definitely try his best to help He Ping.
"Maybe it's because my qualifications are too poor. He Ping thought to himself, a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, if he had better qualifications, maybe the situation would be different.
Since he couldn't find a way to break through the second-grade divine consciousness for a while, He Ping had no choice but to get out of the fire spirit bead first.
He had been in the Fire Spirit Bead for long enough, and if he didn't go out again, he was afraid that the body of the outside world would repel his divine sense.
This is also what He Ping has discovered in the past few days, the longer he is in the Fire Spirit Bead, the stronger the discomfort of his divine consciousness returning to his body, but as his divine sense grows, the longer he can stay.
The way to get out of the fire spirit bead by himself, He Ping also relied on himself to figure it out, and the fire spirit bead seemed to be only when He Ping was forced into it every month, He Ping couldn't go out on his own, he had to rely on the bead spirit, and He Ping could get out through the fire pit the rest of the time.
When there is no flame, you can get out by jumping off.
The cave was still so deserted, and the light at the top kept all day, but fortunately, it was only faint, and it did not affect He Ping's rest.
Although the sufficient aura increased the aura compression limit, it could be reached quickly, and it could not improve the divine sense, and the rest of the time, He Ping fell into a situation where he had nothing to do.
He Ping's cultivation is restricted by all kinds of shackles, the cultivation of magic, because of the lack of aura, there are two doors that cannot be practiced, the wood spirit ball is stuck in two percent of the injection points can not be improved, and the tiger fist is not at all powerful because of the relationship between the fist intent.
Even in this cave, He Ping didn't dare to cast the Wood Spirit Ball Technique, according to Zhu Ling, this cave is natural, but if it is destroyed a little bit, the spiritual spring will also disappear.
When people are at their loneliest, they always miss their past.
He Ping sat on the stone bench, looking up at the stone wall, and suddenly his vision blurred, and he suddenly remembered the excitement when he first entered the Shaoyang Town School.
Qian Fuzi's Dun Dun teaching, quoting scriptures and classics, can always make He Ping feel Qian Fuzi's erudition, but Qian Fuzi is just a showman.
Praise the poems of the predecessors and comprehend what the predecessors thought with your own body, that is what He Ping does every day.
But in the blink of an eye, it was already a cloud of smoke.
The Buddhist scripture was still placed in front of He Ping.
In a few days, He Ping has read this Buddhist scripture several times, although the Buddhist scriptures are probably enlightenment, but the Zen machine contains a subtle philosophy of life.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the Buddhist scriptures were abruptly opened.
"How can there be wind in such an isolated place?" He Ping was startled, he looked around, but only found that it was the same as usual.
He Ping fixed his eyes on the Buddhist scriptures, and the opening paragraph of this page reads, "Dahui! In the past, there were kings, famous teachers and children, who indulged in the smell of meat and ate all kinds of meat; ”
This is the famous story of the Buddha cutting meat and feeding eagles.
This wind did not rise out of thin air, He Ping glanced at the Fire Spirit Bead, and he was sure that this must be intentional by the Pearl Spirit.
Although Zhu Ling didn't want to talk to him clearly, but in the end he still reminded him through these means, He Ping bowed to the Fire Spirit Bead.
But what does Zhu Ling mean by deliberately turning out the story of the Buddha feeding eagles?
"Cut the meat and feed the eagle...... Cut the meat and feed the eagle," He Ping muttered to himself, staring at the Buddhist scriptures.
"Cutting meat ......!"
After a while, He Ping suddenly seemed to think of something, his eyes lit up, and he was sure that if it was really the same as what he thought, then the second-grade divine consciousness could be achieved in an instant.