"Cultivation is to be people-oriented, first to control one's own subtlety, then to understand all things, to master all things, to gain insight into all things, and finally to merge with nature, so that all things in the world become one's own strength. ”

"Therefore, cultivation is not about practicing national arts, and you don't need to be like Taigong to lock up your blood and qi in exercise and gain the power of 'Jin'. What I want to do is to understand the origin of the world around me, and then to control them and gain their power. ”

"This is also why in the mythological TV drama I watched, the reason why those immortals called for wind and rain and had the power of thunder was because they controlled the laws of all things. ”

In the forest, Ping An carefully wrote down these times and the things he realized today in his homework book one by one.

A good memory is not as good as bad notes, not to mention the virtue of cultivation. Because inspiration is often flashed in a flash, you may be able to understand its meaning at the time, but after a long time, it is inevitable that something will be missed.

Take the time to write it down, not only to be able to read it at any time, summarize your experience, but also to be clear about your progress during this time.

"This law can be called 'Tao'!"

"And if you want to control this path, you have to cultivate your mind!"

"Heart, how to cultivate?

Knowing is in the object, and then knowing the thing.

This truth has long been understood, and the reason why he was not like Erha today, was supported by the Linghua fed back to him by the golden gourd, and then lost his mind, was completely due to his continuous recitation of ancient texts every day during this time.

That's what it means.

And Confucianism, although a bit old-fashioned, but Confucius, Mencius, Zeng Zi and others, the reason why they are called sages is entirely because they have long reached the state of controlling themselves and everything around them.

Doesn't the phrase "knowing astronomy, droughts and floods" refer to the precursor of the world's education?

"Therefore, spiritual power is power, the key to communicate all things, and the 'realm' is the hand that controls this key. ”

"If there is no comparable realm, you will fall into the vortex of power, and you will be like Erha, completely collapsed and crazy. ”

Write down the last stroke of your heart and close the homework book for two cents a piece.

Now, the "door" has truly opened to peace.

So, the next thing is naturally to try the power of today's harvest!

Ping An grabbed a dead branch on the ground, pinched it in his hand, and gently poured spiritual power into the dead branch.

The next moment, the withered yellow branches, visible to the naked eye, gradually turned green and green.

Immediately after that, tiny shoots emerged from the branches, and then continued to grow, full of vitality.

Yes, the withered branch came to life in his hands, not to catalyze its growth, but to truly resurrect it.

"Is this the true power of cultivation?"

Looking at the vigorous branch in his hand, Ping An had no doubt that if he inserted this branch into the soil, he would become a towering tree one day.

Now, of course, it's time to try out your new ability!

This time, ten grams of gold was swallowed, and the most surprising thing for Ping An was not the splitting of the lower dantian and the gathering of Xuanhuang Taiji, nor the change in the strength of his body after the surge of spiritual power, not to mention the great increase in speed.

The most surprising and magical thing about Ping An is ...... His thoughts, perhaps more accurately, were that he had finally gathered his senses.

If in the past, Ping An only relied on his keen perception to perceive all the subtle movements within more than 30 meters around him, then now, Ping An can clearly feel everything within 50 meters.

Not that perception, but ...... How to say......

When his consciousness is released to feel something, the image of the object naturally comes to his mind, just like a movie on a VCD.

This is one of them, and the most surprising thing for Ping An is that his divine sense can not only capture the picture, but also attach it to objects, giving him strange abilities.

For example, now, when Ping'an is holding a five-cent coin in his hand, his divine consciousness is attached to it. Suddenly, Ping An felt that the five-cent coin in his hand seemed to have changed, and it was connected to his heart.

"Go!"

Peace is blessed to the heart, and the mind is moving, and at the same time communicating with one's spiritual power, and grasping the laws of all things, the laws of the wind, and the laws of one's own body strength and divine consciousness.

The five-cent coin in his hand, under the infusion of spiritual power, crossed a silver light in the air, and under the traction of the peace consciousness, it actually jumped lightly in the air twice, and with a "bang", it plunged into a big tree, slashed deeply, and flew out from the other side of the trunk in an instant.

On the trunk of the tree, there is a hole about the size of an adult's finger, which is very piercing and clearly visible.

"So now, I'm still practicing a fart martial arts!"

Can a master of national arts be able to defeat his move, which is as powerful as a bullet? Perhaps, Shi Taigong can, but the vast majority of masters are a bit mysterious!

"I guess it's Li Xunhuan's little Li Flying Knife, that's just it, right?"

Ping An looked at the hole in the big tree that had been cut out by the penny, opened his mouth wide, and smiled crookedly.

I remember how envious and jealous I was when I watched Xiao Li's flying knife, the myth that the flying knife came out, and Li Xunhuan's elegant demeanor when he used the flying knife, killing people between talking and laughing.

And now, Ping An feels that he already has such an ability, and it is more terrifying than Li Xunhuan's flying knife.

Because the hidden weapon he shoots will not only turn in the air, but also ......

"Back!"

Ping An silently summoned in his heart, and at this moment, his divine consciousness suddenly gathered into an invisible force, and then concentrated on the penny coins that fell in the grass.

"Buzz!"

As if someone had used a spell, the five-cent coin danced lightly in the grass a few times, and then turned into a silver light and flew back to Ping'an's hand steadily.

"This can't be what the immortals said on TV, the realm of exorcism, right?"

Ping'an's eyes lit up, and this feeling of absolute control was overpowered: "If the Immortal Cutting Flying Knife can be so obedient and let me drive it, then it will be simply handsome!"

It's just a pity, even if Ping'an's skills have increased greatly at this moment, he is still far from the realm of driving the Immortal Flying Knife, just refining the Flying Knife, it will take a long time, so far Ping An has only reached the realm connected to the soul of the Immortal Flying Knife, and it is still so far away from making the Immortal Flying Knife so far away?

"The revolution has not yet succeeded, I have to continue to work hard!" Ping An said secretly in his heart, planning to stop and go home for dinner.

Suddenly, Ping An felt that the penny coin in his hand disappeared all at once.

Together with a wisp of divine consciousness attached to the coin, he entered the mysterious space inside the golden gourd.

"What's going on?"

Ping An was dumbfounded, it was amazing. Immediately, Ping An was a little excited, could it be that in the five-cent coin, there were minerals for quenching the Immortal Flying Knife?

"But...... How come there isn't the pleasure of devouring gold?" Ping An wondered, and a bold thought came out of his heart......

"Goo-toot!"

Ping An swallowed hard, and then he froze in place, stunned for a while, and then laughed......

He thought of a possibility, that is, the Qiankun bag of the immortal family, which can hold the magic weapon of all things.

"Calm down! I want to be calm! Don't get excited!" Ping An took a deep breath to stabilize his turbulent mood, then opened his eyes slightly, and used his divine sense to sense the mysterious space inside the golden gourd.

The next moment, Ping An clearly felt that there was indeed a wonderful space inside the golden gourd.

Gray, I don't know how big, how wide, how wide, it feels like a universe, and like a small world.

The center of the small world is naturally the place where the Immortal Flying Knife stays, shrouded by a layer of strange and brilliant spatial barriers, and the divine consciousness of peace cannot penetrate into the perception, and as for the space outside the barrier, there is no obstacle.

As soon as Ping'an's mind moved, he immediately noticed the devoured penny coin, and it appeared quietly in front of Ping'an's consciousness.

Blessed to the soul, peace in the heart silently chanted: come out!

"Huh!"

The penny coin flashed brightly, and magically reappeared in Ping'an's hand.

"Awesome, my baby!" Ping'an held the penny in his hand, stared at it closely, and said, "Take ......"

"Phew!"

Pennies are gone again!

"Come out!"

The coin reappeared in Ping'an's hand, oh yes! Ping'an jumped up in excitement...... Wait, penny coins can fit in, does that mean that everything in this world can fit in?

When you think of it, peace does it.

He picked up a fist-sized mountain rock and said silently in his heart: "Receive!"

Embarrassment, Ping'an had a look on his face, and the mountain stone was heavy in his hand, and he actually didn't enter the golden gourd: "This time it won't be a curse, right?"

If it is said that the Immortal Flying Knife requires skill and realm, and it pays attention to the natural success, but there are already successful examples in the past, there should be no reason why there will be problems!

"Could it be that the way to collect it is wrong?" Ping An scratched his head and pondered, well, wait a minute......

Divine consciousness?

"The penny coin can be collected, could it be because my divine consciousness is attached to it?" As soon as he thought of the problem, Ping'an divided a wisp of divine consciousness attached to the mountain stone, and immediately the mountain stone in his hand was the same as the penny, and he had a sense of mental connection.

"Close!"

"Huh!"

The fist-sized rock, like a penny, disappeared from his hand.

"It's done!" Ping'an was excited, excited, and couldn't help but try other things, everything he could see became his experiments.

Harvest!

Come out!

Harvest......

After so much trial and error, Ping An finally came to a result, as long as the things that were shrouded in his divine sense, no matter how big or small, could enter the space inside the golden gourd as he wished.

The only thing that made Ping An slightly disappointed was that a living life, even an ant, couldn't fit it.

"However, this is powerful enough!" Ping An felt that he was no longer a mortal, how could a mortal think of driving away objects and shoot cents that were as terrifying as bullets?

Just when Ping'an put a loose ball into the golden gourd space again and released it again, his head "buzzed" and he almost fainted, as if he hadn't closed his eyes for a few days and nights.

"It's so numb, I'm playing too much, it seems that my divine sense kung fu hasn't been practiced at home, and I have to continue to work hard!"