Chapter 322: The Relic of the Sacred Heart (1)
There are two basic ways of Taoism, one is the way of preserving form, and the other is the way of preserving the spirit. Thousands of methods come from these two ways of kung fu.
The Daomen compares the human body to an empty cup, no matter how beautiful and strong it is, there is nothing in it. Only when the wine is poured into can it taste. The pure natural body of mortals, or the body of cultivators who have cultivated for thousands of years, is just a cup of good or inferior, the immortal is a golden cup, and the short-lived is a wooden cup.
The way to preserve the form is to operate the four basic true elements of water, fire, terroir, and forge the cup more and more refined.
Wine is made up of a trickle of accumulation, and the wine is not traced when it is divided into the tinyest amount, and the human heart is the aggregation of memory, and when it is divided into the tiny, the heart is also gone. In the universe, the sentient beings of the Ganges sand, with their weak ego, dissolve into billions of particles with their minds, like the wind blowing the sand, wandering in the boundless hidden side of the Dao, and the great cause of not aggregating billions of particles can no longer be reproduced in the manifestation of the Dao.
The way of God, tempering self-grasping. The deeper the demons in the heart, the deeper the wisdom, and the more tribulations there are, the more stubborn the self-attachment. Even if there is only a memory of scales, it can condense the particles that pull the hearts of billions of people. With a little karma, those who are shallow can be reborn, and those who are high can enter and exit the manifestation and concealment of the Tao.
The shape of this world is a matter of no concern for me now, and I sit alone in an empty ashram.
Actually, I didn't sit in this quiet room, and the so-called form is my memory of the body that was being destroyed by the fire.
In fact, there is no empty quiet room, the original sword empty heart needs a place of change and rebirth, and my memory comes up with one according to the experience of the world.
In fact, there is no one empty, isn't the original sword empty who is saying this just a person?
Before having this thought, Yuan Jiankong was omniscient and omnipotent in the empty quiet room, full and complete, but he couldn't find a way out.
After having this thought, Yuan Jiankong felt extremely empty, and he turned into an empty cup, thirsting for the infusion of wine.
I am the original sword, which is the condensation core of all later memories. A steady stream of new memories converged from the hidden side of the Tao to me. I am not the original sword, but an observer who is beyond him.
The Silence Room has changed:
Parrot Mountain, Yuan Jiankong felt that he should have come once, but the inscription of past memories told Yuan Jiankong that that experience was really scary. That kind of memory is like the feeling of being lazy in reading when I was a teenager and was broken by my mother's legs with iron tongs.
But Parrot Mountain is indeed beautiful, it is full of aura, lush forests, colorful grass, and jewel-like parrots flying. There are also fine beaches, warm springs, ripe fruits, and fat white fish. After cultivating to immortality, Yuan Jiankong vowed to bring his woman to live in seclusion here.
Woman?Ah, I can't remember which woman Yuan Jiankong is? There are many women who have liked Yuan Jiankong, and Yuan Jiankong has also liked many women.
He had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a bronze complexion, a body as strong as a leopard, dressed in a hunting suit, and carried a flying sword with a flashing thunderous light, on which was engraved the tadpole text of the word "purple electricity".
Yuan Jiankong only remembered that he was a Taoist priest of the Dao Sect, so his hungry woman must always be a fairy. Even if you can't cultivate immortals, you won't lose money by sleeping a few fairies, as if these are the major goals of the original sword and empty cultivation of immortals.
In short, this is a fairyland, the first fairyland that Yuan Jiankong has seen in his life.
Yuan Jiankong still doesn't remember who he is. But in the dark, he knew he had to keep going to the top of the mountain. The day is fine all around Parrot Mountain, and the palace on the top of the unique mountain is shrouded in a black curtain, and the black curtain shines with a circle of strange rainbow light.
It is a dream that cannot be woken up: the original Kenkong lingers in it, and the human desire fills him, and he also returns to the innocence and stupidity of his youth.
He found two young male Taoists standing on the mountain path, one of them greeted him in a friendly manner, and the other was meditating on a mountain rock. In fact, from the appearance, I can't see that these two people are Taoist priests, they are all wearing hunting clothes, except for the lack of weapons, they are very similar to secular swordsmen, but Yuan Jiankong just knows that they are Taoist priests, and the three of them are very familiar people, but Yuan Jiankong can't remember their names.
Compared with Yuan Jiankong, this young male Taoist priest who greeted him was a little short, his skin was white, he was like a girl, his voice was very clear and pleasant, but his eyes were as sharp as ice.
"Let me ask again, have you already decided: follow the decree of the Daomen Elders' Church, kill the demon Gu Manshu, and recapture the Sacred Heart Relic. ”
Yuan Jian was empty for a moment, he was also very familiar with the name Gu Manshu, this name made him scared and made him feel trusted. If possible, he would never want to see this person again, as long as he listened to that person's opinion, they would be invincible, but he couldn't think of the relationship between them, and Yuan Jiankong couldn't imagine why one day, they would go to kill Gu Manshu.
But on this day, this order came from the mouth of the man in front of him, but Yuan Jiankong was not surprised at all. The man in front of him is sometimes as cold and cunning as a demon.
Yuan Jiankong remembered who the man in front of him was:
"Senior Brother Lanqin, I'm ......," Yuan Jiankong snorted.
"If you don't want to face Master Gu directly, I won't blame you. Even though this bastard has sent us to death six times, none of us hate him. It was Master Gu who trained us for ten years and trained us from ordinary Qi Refiners to Dao Mages.
But today we are already the mages of the Daomen, and we are no longer the little Dao children who can be tolerated and forgiven by the elders. Gu Manshu violated the covenant between the Daomen and the kingdoms of the Heavenly Sect, and wanted to sweep away the red dust and establish the dictatorship of the Heavenly Emperor, which was even worse than the behavior of the King of Chu Jin Chan back then, and it was such a character from our Daomen. If the Daomen does not interfere, your country, my country, and everyone's country will be wiped out by him, although the kings have many complaints about their rule, but they should not end up like that, and the worldly people will also be cold to the Daomen. The Council of Elders has ordered us to do our duty, and half-heartedness will not be able to defeat Gu Manshu and his followers. We are really short of manpower-Master Gu has already given up his heart seal and become a person of red dust, An Lingxiao of the Discipline Academy can't make a move against non-Dao cultivators, the teachers of the Demon Wandering Academy are all contemporaries of Master Gu, and they can't bear to do it, and they are trapped in the Ten Absolute Formations by him, and it is only our turn to be a group of new elders who have just come out of the Sect of Scholars. ”
"I ...... I still don't want to. Yuan Jiankong said. Hara Kenkong didn't want to kill someone in his dream that he didn't feel bad about.
Lan Qin nodded,
"Hmm. I understand. When all eight of us came, we were divided into two groups, the cyclamen and I acted as the main force of the assassin group, blocking Gu Tianchi, and you went to the treasure hunting group, the mission is to seize the Sacred Heart Relic, destroy the Sacred Heart Relic and the Red Emperor spirit in it, and never let Gu Shi merge with delusion, then he will really override the precept weapon and achieve the dictatorship of the Heavenly Emperor. We'll take care of the rest. ”
The young male Taoist priest who was sitting quietly with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes. This is a pair of exceptionally beautiful blue eyes, like a pond where water lilies bloom in midsummer, with deep pupils, like crocodiles taking a lazy nap under the pond. His ring is uniquely set with a gemstone, like the jewels of the stars in the universe.
Yun Xianke stared at the original sword sky,
"Lanchin, there's something wrong with his memory. The Sacred Heart Relic influenced him. He before us is neither the original He nor the Original Him. The Purple Electric Sword, the natal magic weapon, is under his control, which proves that he is not disguised by Gu Manshu's followers, but his attitude towards you and me is very different from usual: if it is an ordinary him, as soon as you mention killing Gu Manshu, you should fight, how can you be patient to listen to you for so long?"
My memory did go wrong. I've forgotten what they were in front of me for too long.
Lan Qin sighed,
"It is worthy of being the method of hiding the eyes of the Dharma and gaining insight into the universe. However, the Sacred Heart Relic stolen by Master Gu from the Lock Magic Mirror has been infecting the whole island, and each of us has been eroded differently by the Sacred Heart Relic. His condition is in memory. I just want to try to make him understand the basic situation, only Fang Qiong or Guanshui can cure him, and they can only wait for the action. Oh, probably Senior Sister Zhuge can wake you up. ”
At this, Lan Qin smiled.
Yuan Jiankong was very dazed, there was really a fairy who liked him. But he vaguely felt that it was not the woman.
The cyclamen flew up like a crane, and the diamonds of the ring turned into a brilliant flying sword like a galaxy of stars. His Dharma Eyes swept over Liuhe, "Fang Qiong and An Zhenji have fought with Gu Manshu's party members in Dongdao, and they are stalemate. Zhuge Mei and Guanshui came from the South Island, which was the front we had cleared, and Qin Yao - she was also a little weird. This female Nezha is too quiet today. ”
I was suddenly shocked, why did Princess Lin also enter the dream of Yuan Jiankong, she replaced Qin Yao.