Got it, I got it!

"My Tao is the Immortal Flying Knife!"

The divine consciousness of peace immediately immersed itself in the sea of knowledge and headed towards the golden gourd.

Immediately, Ping An felt that he had come to the era of the barbarian flood, where the heavens and the earth were beginning to open, all things were born together, yin and yang were combined, prosperity and perdition, and the cycle of reincarnation was constantly alternating.

And when the divine consciousness of peace touches the mysterious inscription engraved on the golden gourd, in an instant, it is eternal, immortal, and legend......

A strange feeling immediately surged in Ping'an's heart, and the inscription engraved with the golden gourd was like a world, mysterious and unpredictable, like a chaotic derivation, simple and atmospheric.

"I opened up a sacred treasure, a whole new world. Ping An was excited, excited, and his consciousness seemed to be in the most sacred place of ** girl, apprehensive and cherished.

His thoughts, in the mystery of these inscriptions, are constantly comprehended, constantly obsessed, and constantly realized......

......

And some things, once you figure it out, everything can be understood, so Buddhism can see through the red dust, escape into the empty door, and the realm of the four major emptiness. Taoism has the idea of "hearing the Tao, and dying at night", and Confucianism has the determination to "die" for "for".

Similarly, whether it is Confucius's "killing oneself to become benevolent", or Mencius's "sacrificing one's life for righteousness", or Laozi's "doing nothing", it is their wisdom and determination to "do" and "do", and then create their ideological avenue, only then can there be a glorious era of Confucianism for 2,000 years.

When this thought crossed Ping'an's head, he directly skipped the "for" that made countless saints think hard for a lifetime, and the rest was "doing".

Therefore, when the peace of mind unconsciously underwent subtle changes, and the feeling he comprehended from the "Gewu" some time ago once again surfaced in his heart, allowing him to grasp the charm of the trees, flowers, mountains and rocks around him at once.

Quietly, he destroyed the Xuanhuang Taiji in the lower dantian, attracted the spiritual power of the whole body, drove the blood and qi of the whole body, and then locked the qi and blood from dispersing outside the body.

A faint but incomparably vast air current, just like that, appeared in his body - refining and refining qi, no, refining qi and transforming gods.

Moreover, it is not only the improvement of cultivation, but also the peaceful state of mind, which has finally crossed the realm of "Gewu" and reached the second level of Confucian cultivation, "enlightenment".

Everything is so simple, but Ping An feels that the road home is so long, as if there will never be an end.

"Brother, why are you standing still?" Feng Dajun, who was walking in front, didn't hear the sound of Ping'an's footsteps, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Ping'an standing in place stupidly, as if he had lost his soul.

"Brother, are you okay? Did Zhao Xiaobing do something to you just now?"

Feng Dajun was frightened, walked back and patted Ping'an's arm.

Peace, not at all, even his clever eyes seemed to lose their luster and became hollow.

Of course, this is just an illusion, because the peaceful heart, god, consciousness, and mind are completely immersed in the golden gourd in the sea of his knowledge, and the mysterious inscriptions on the gourd seem to be the most beautiful things in the world, and they are like the divine water of the fairy world, constantly washing the peaceful heart.

Naturally, the troubles that have been plaguing Ping An faded away in an instant, and his rebellious inferiority disappeared in an instant, and the heart ape was suppressed, Yima retracted his hooves, and his heart was extremely quiet, peaceful, and down-to-earth......

He suddenly remembered a sentence from a certain book in his head, and recited it aloud: "Taoist, Yiye." A scattered form is qi, and a dimeral form is a spirit, so the avenue is invisible, giving birth to heaven and earth; the avenue is ruthless, running the sun and the moon; the avenue is nameless, and all things are nourished for a long time; I don't know its name, I know its meaning, and it is said to be the way. ”

"Brother, what are you talking about? I don't understand? Can you speak well?!" Feng Dajun was so frightened that his hands and feet were trembling.

Ping An still didn't react, but his feet moved naturally, and he laughed as he walked: "I don't know what it is, what it means, what it is, but I know that my Tao is in my body." ”

The golden gourd, the flying knife of the immortals, is his way.

"Brother, you can't be crazy, right?" Feng Dajun finally found out that Ping An was not normal, he panicked, he was afraid, looking at Ping An who was walking in the direction of the deep mountain, he chased after him.

This time, he didn't speak, he directly carried the peace, ran to Shi Taigong's house, used his strength to eat, and rushed to Shi Taigong's house in two minutes, shouting anxiously and nervously: "Taigong, Taigong, my brother is crazy, you hurry up and take a look, he is really crazy!"

"Crazy? What is crazy? Let me see?"

Shi Taicheng felt the spirituality of peace in the house, jealous of the prosperity and the aura on the body of the five hundred yuan, as soon as he heard Feng Dajun's miserable howl, he put away his envy, and as soon as he walked out of the door, he saw the peace on Feng Dajun's shoulders.

Shi Taigong, who had never lost his mind, had already reached Mount Tai in front of him, and would not change color, suddenly felt like a thunderbolt.

"Taigong, come over and show my brother, is he sick, or has he been plotted? Why did I call him, but he didn't react at all?" Feng Dajun was so anxious that he was about to cry, and ran straight to Shi Taigong.

But Shi Taigong didn't react, his eyes, with an incredulous gaze, stared at Ping An tightly.

He is not as ignorant as Feng Dajun, he has already practiced the national art to the supreme realm, and Shi Taigong, who has touched the 'Dao', clearly feels the peace at this moment, and has entered the realm that he has longed for for decades and looked forward to for a lifetime.

Entry.

No, it's enlightenment.

Entering the Tao is simply mastering the laws of all things, grasping the gods and rhymes, and generally entering the national art masters who have entered the transformation of strength, can also do this step.

But enlightenment is different, it is already a realm beyond the mundane.

Because Shi Taigong saw that Ping'an's body was surrounded by something called Heaven and Earth Linghua, Ping'an at this moment can already be said to be not a mortal.

As a result, his eyes that can see through all fame, fortune and glory are all jealousy, all envy, and the taste in his heart makes him crazy and almost collapse.

"Taigong, you don't speak at first, hurry up and see my brother!" Feng Dajun urged, gently pushing Shi Taigong.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of Shi Taigong's mouth, and his soul and self-confidence seemed to have been hit the most seriously at this moment.

"Hey, Taigong, you have to be so untouched, you vomit blood when you touch it, I don't use any strength!"

Feng Dajun was so frightened that he hurriedly took a few steps back, and then saw Shi Taigong suddenly look up to the sky and laughed: "Enlightenment! Enlightenment! A teenage bear child can realize the Dao? Where is my Dao? Old man Liu, where is your Dao?"

Saying that, Shi Taigong smiled and laughed, and actually cried, looking crazy, as if crazy, and the whole person was in a state of madness.

"Taigong, you are a master, an elder, you can't learn from Chen Xuangong's old liar to blackmail me, I don't have any money, you better hurry up and give my brother a doctor." Feng Dajun is really stupid now, his honest face is full of panic, and he is at a loss.

"Get out, you calf! Take the flat boy and give it to me quickly, don't come to destroy my fragile heart again!" Shi Taigong scolded, his eyes staring at the dull, dazed, distracted, almost demented appearance of Ping'an, Shi Taigong's jealousy was like a ghost claw grasping at his heart.

"Why? Why not me? A little kid, does he know what the Tao is?"

Shi Taigong went crazy again, jumping and jumping in place with envy, so uncomfortable, his heart completely collapsed, and he began to cry again.

"Taigong, don't cry, if you want money, we can discuss, do you want to see if my brother is sick first?"

This time, Shi Taigong didn't curse, because he collapsed!

Like a madman, he laughed for a while, then cried bitterly, ignored Feng Dajun at all, directly let go of his steps, and ran into the mountains and forests like crazy.

Perhaps the blow was too big, or perhaps because he was delirious, Shi Taigong didn't take two steps, fell to the ground with a plop, and then snowballed down the stone stairs in front of his yard.

In an instant, Shi Taigong had a blue nose and swollen face, and his whole body was covered with weeds and mud, and he looked so embarrassed. ‘

But he still couldn't feel it, and ran vigorously into the mountain, shouting nervously: "Why not me......?"

Feng Dajun was stunned!

He looked at Shi Taigong, who was running farther and farther, and then looked at the peace around him!

Lose your marbles!