"Is it possible...... ”

Fang Shou suddenly woke up, and a force erupted from his body out of nowhere, causing him to suddenly become vigorous again, jumping up from the ground. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Is it because of the scribe's clothes?!"

It is no wonder that Fang Shou had this thought, because from the beginning to the end, the only thing that has been changed from all the factors is his clothing, from the original scribe's garment to the current monk's shirt.

"As soon as I appeared, a set of clothes that were most popular among the literati in the Initial Realm appeared on my body, what does this seemingly small detail refer to?"

"Your 'ego' is too heavy!"

In the dark, Fang Shou's mind suddenly echoed a sentence that the old ape had said to him, he didn't pay much attention to this sentence when he first heard it, but as time went by, it became clearer and clearer, and it hibernated like a ghost in his subconscious, and now it suddenly burst out, making him have a flash of inspiration, and suddenly understood something......

"Don't mind about the Dao Heart. Although the Dao Heart determines whether or not it can grow the Dao Fruit in the future, the Dao Heart is not immutable. No matter how good the Dao Heart is, it will be dusty, and the Dao Heart will also have the opportunity to sublimate again, and maintaining a original heart is what you should do at the moment. ”

Recalling the old ape's original admonition intact, Fang Shouwan suddenly woke up and couldn't help muttering to himself:

"It seems that from the very beginning, I misunderstood, the so-called 'sublimation of the Dao heart' is not to replace one, but to maintain the original intention, continue to cultivate on the original basis, and then achieve a qualitative leap. ”

Human thinking is complex, and asking questions should be a process that goes straight to the heart.

Searching for the path mind is like asking oneself about one's own mind, rather than shaping a "self" for what purpose to achieve, but putting the cart before the horse.

"Now that I have already made my heart clear, why should I bother to toss around again, but lose myself?"

Fang Shou completely understood why he was trapped in this desert, it was because his already clear Dao heart gradually deviated from his original heart under his gains and losses.

"Stick to the original intention, the way is the way, so what is my original intention, my way?"

Gradually, he closed his eyes, and the scene around Fang Shou changed, and he suddenly came to the Initial Realm Great Xuan, Wenyuan Pavilion's examination.

That night, just as other candidates were struggling to write, Fang Shou fell into a long hesitation.

Is it to rely on what you have learned, to gain fame, to bend your waist for power and profit, or to use the spring test to fight and die to admonish the adulterer?

This seems to be a multiple-choice question, but in fact, when it comes to the other party, it is life and death.

"So what is my heart?"

Seeing the familiar scenes around him, Fang Shou asked himself again.

Since he was adopted by the King of Xishan at an early age, he spent the first half of his life in books.

Among the vast volumes, his favorite thing to read is history.

Peeled back from many clues, the real history.

In this process, Fang Shou forgot to sleep and eat, as if he was intoxicated, as if he was substituted into a singing and crying historical figure, as if empathy for the current situation at the time, often fell into the quagmire, had to be in a dilemma, gradually, he deeply understood that the so-called official history, is just a little girl dressed up, the real history, hidden in the vast files, but some, has become a series of eternal puzzles, so every time the clue is completely broken somewhere, he will regret and be at a loss, as if he has fallen out of love, he has not eaten for several days, and the description is withered, and he is lost。

But there are also truths that have stood the test of time and have benefited him so much that he is clearly aware of-

History exists only in narratives, and truth is false.

At the same time, Fang Shou often asked himself:

"What is life?"

This is a question that Fang Shou often tortures himself when he is studying.

For fame? For profit?

Too superficial.

The three major confusions in the world, looking for seclusion, where life comes from and where death goes, whether there are ghosts and gods.

It is based on the three and driven by never-ending curiosity that a brilliant and colorful civilization has evolved.

And people's lives, in such a splendid historical river, are like a drop in the ocean, a flat boat of leaves, why do they persistently pursue fame and profit, and trap themselves in this cage of rampant materialism and greed?

Fang Shou, who was a beggar when he was a child, has already seen through "fame and fortune" after experiencing several major upheavals in his life, and has a more ambitious pursuit.

"I want to benefit the common people! Study, for the sake of the people!"

When this kind of belief, after persistence reached a certain level, it had been deeply imprinted on Fang Shou's soul like an imprint, even if he became a monk, he had to be affected by this, and always had a glimmer of hope to return to the initial realm.

But ever since he became a monk, his faith has been ruthlessly shattered.

In the eyes of the monks, time is not measured by years, months and days like mortals, but often for hundreds, thousands of years, and ten thousand years, so the monk's vision is far-reaching and his ambitions are far beyond Fang Shou's imagination.

"Cultivators go against the sky, wandering on the edge of life and death, with great perseverance, large quantities, not strong external objects, so the ancient cultivators, founded the ascetic method, abstain from greed, luxury, and desire, tens of thousands of years like a day, and finally get great luck. ”

In the past, Fang Shou involuntarily despised the "Wasteland Sutra", which claimed to be an ancient testament, but was actually similar to the folk gods and ghosts, but who would have thought that the above sentence was from this book of gods and ghosts that he looked down on?

"The road to simplicity, the most remarkable truth, is hidden in the place closest to us. ”

With a long sigh, the scene around Fang Shou changed again, and he suddenly returned to a vast sea.

Here, he was simply familiar with it, and when he looked up, he saw that there was a huge blood pupil, tightly bound by hundreds of thick chains, dominating the entire canopy, if it wasn't Fang Shou's sea of knowledge that seemed to be cursed, where could it be?

"The way of perseverance is my way. ”

Standing on the sea, Fang Shou's face was solemn, and suddenly from the top of his head, all the way down, his body began to collapse, and the whole person disintegrated into countless light blue points of light, which spontaneously gathered, slowly condensed into a seed in mid-air, sank under the sea, took root and sprouted, and then poked out a thin bud from the blue sea.

This thin bud is divided into two parts, and the part that penetrates into the sea below is the root system, from the beginning of the root wisps, constantly thickening and enlarged, and then like a snake, it continues to dive, and the connection with the sea becomes closer.

The part that poked out of the water above began to grow wildly, and soon grew from the state of a sprout to a towering tree, majestic and vigorous, pointing at the blood pupils of the dome!

"Blood Pupil, from now on, either you die or I die!"