Out of the ancient stone workshop, and wander around the holy city, worship the monuments, taste the predecessors of the road, although it is not necessary to practice the Tao of others, but the Buddhists have a saying that all the laws are clear, and you may be able to find common points from it.

Gu Xiaoxiao looked at Jimo unscrupulously, looked at it carefully, looked at it for a long time, and said lightly, "Brother Mo, I don't see anything special about you, how did you become the Holy Son of Taishang, what did you talk about with that Taishang forgetfulness?"

Jimo smiled helplessly, "This matter is a long story, and when I have time, I will tell you in detail." ”

"I'm afraid there is something unspeakable, so you are so secretive. Gu Xiaoxiao looked at Jimo, his eyes full of deep meaning.

Jimo smiled bitterly again, Gu Xiaoxiao really had nothing to fear, he didn't take some things to heart at all, and he didn't taboo meat and vegetables in his mouth.

Bai Jianyi was beaten into the heart demon road, it takes a month to come out, at that time the Pinshi Conference has begun, there is still a month, Jimo wants to cultivate the heart eye, be entrusted by others, and be loyal to people, and now he is also a holy land, and the Lingxiu cut out of this Pinshi Conference will definitely make him a hundred feet ahead.

It wasn't until the early days of the lanterns, the four thousand miles of water island sparkling, the lights were charming, and everyone returned to the Treasure Pavilion.

Jimo bathed and changed clothes, meditated into meditation, had no distracting thoughts, cultivated the heart eye, and asked the heart, after the heart eye was formed, he could see without eyes, and there was no need to use the soul.

The feeling of being able to see things is so wonderful, how long has it been since I seen the beauty of this world? All external objects can only be depicted by the tiger in a jerky manner, and then self-fantasy.

He had no distractions, and fell asleep. At dawn on the second day, when the sun rose from the east, ignited four thousand miles of water, dyed with brilliant red, Jimo walked up to the top floor of the Treasure Pavilion, crossed his knees, and took out the jade slip with the heart's eye.

The spirit gushed out, and instantly recorded everything in the jade slip in his heart, "All things are not the self, they seem to be illusory, if you want to seek the real world, it is better to close your eyes and look at ......"

There is too much glitz in this world, and the truth is hidden in the depths, and it is easy for monks to get lost in it, let alone mortals, and if you want to see the real world, you need to see it with your heart.

Taishang forgets his eyes and is willing to cover his eyes with white yarn, so that he does not have to see the world with his naked eyes, but looks at the real world and the big world with his heart. This is an extremely arrogant woman.

The wonderful heart is one of the peerless Shuangshu, cultivated by the Yin and Yang family as a contemporary celestial master, then she may also have comprehended the heart eye, she looks at the world with both the heart eye and the naked eye.

It is difficult to say which of these two realms is higher, just for now, Jimo will go on the same path as Taishang Forgetfulness.

This text is very redundant, and it is all engraved in Jimo's mind. Look at the appearance of the world with the naked eye and see the essence of the world with the eyes of the heart.

This is another state, really touching the world, but touching with the heart, even if you only see a corner, it is also a rare realm for others, and the heart eye as the secret of the onmyoji is empty.

With a wave of his hand, he grabbed the jade slip into powder and let it drift away with the wind, and Jimo sat here quietly, like a tree stump, with a straight posture and immovable feet, just like an old tree taking root, extremely stable and solid.

Jimo people don't move, but his heart is moving, his heart seems to float out of a million zhang, and it seems to only stay by his side, Jimo sees the mottled stripes of the world, and also sees the purple and red, but this is all appearances.

He has participated in the supreme heavenly eye of Buddhism, it is said that that kind of eye can see through the way of heaven, Jimo under the full support of the ogre, once spied on the five dragon roads, looking at the man full of contradictions, and finally his eyes were cut by the emperor, and then he lost his sight.

At this moment, he looked at the eyes of his heart, but he had a different feeling.

Dao eye is born, he does not have Dao eye, so he does not know its mystery. If it is said that the eye of heaven sees the Tao and sees through all the rules of the avenue, then the eye of the heart is to see the world, see through the appearance, and go straight to the source.

Gradually, Jimo entered a realm of unspeakable, unspeakable, and unaskable, and he saw the Tao of all things, and this realm lasted for two days, and Jimo had no desire and no action.

On the third day, he felt that the world seemed to change, seeing things instead of things, seeing people instead of people, he only saw grains of sand and dust, phantoms floating around, it seemed that everything was gone, the world was just nothing.

On the seventh day, the world changed again, everything flew away, everything changed, Jimo saw everything and everything, saw the shape **, but saw people not people, and things were not things.

On the eighth day, the world changed again, and he saw the world only in black and white.

On the tenth day he saw people and things, and everything returned to its source, but it was as if it were different from the world seen with the naked eye, but this difference could not be expressed.

On the twelfth day, he saw the world full of colors, people as people, and things as things, but under the surface of these skins, he only saw piles of dust, as if the world was full of sorrow.

There are tears in Jimo's eyes, it turns out that the real world is like this? There is no object, no image, no joy or sorrow, all people or things, things or shapes, all are false, all are exaggerated, everything is false, so what is the use of looking at this world?

Jimo has tears in his eyes, he is sad for all beings, sad for himself, if this is the case in the world, then there is still a need to look again, everything is false, where do I come from?

Jimo didn't understand, maybe it was too profound, but he was unwilling. If this world is fake, everything is dusty, what about the senior sister?

There is a country in the Eastern Wilderness, there is a sect in the country, and there are those people in the sect.

There are countless prosperity in China, and then there are those people and those things.

Doesn't it mean that all this is false, and that he only lives in dreams.

All sorrow and pain are no longer sorrowful, and all joy and joy are not worthy of praise?

Xu is involved in too profound, that is, the tears in the ink eyes are not stopped, he is unwilling, if this is the world that the heart sees, then what is the purpose of cultivating the heart eye, just to see through the eternal vanity, in the end it is just an emptiness, everything does not exist, just dust?

In that case, what about the eye of the heart, which does not and does not exist?

Jimo was shocked, and he smiled......

In the afternoon of the same day, Jimo saw a round of sunset falling from the west, reflecting thousands of miles of red water, majestic, and the lonely smoke ended. Since then, there are eighteen floors of pavilions, eighty-one avenues, and twelve miles of road.

It seems to see the middle of the water island again, there is a suspended road, in the thousands of spiritual shows, full of strange wonders, the predecessors write the avenue, the descendants bow their heads and sigh.

It turns out that this is the real world, stripped of all appearances. The four thousand miles in the water, the merchant girl who still sings ** flowers across the river really doesn't know the pain, but just forced a smile.

There are sorrows and joys in this world, there are joys and sorrows, this is true, it is also false, everything always likes to use falsehood to cover up the truth, and hide the truth in the heart. It turns out that the world that my heart sees is actually the world in my heart, the world where sorrows and likes are gathered, and I dare not forget it.

Jimo stood up and opened his eyes, his eyes were still empty, but they were blazing, invisible to the naked eye, good to see with his heart?

"Ahh

Jimo stood on the top floor of the Treasure Pavilion, yelling at the four thousand miles of water, the sound was rolling, and he was resting in the distance, Jimo opened his eyes to see the world, which was different from what he saw with the naked eye, but it was the same.

In the suspended continent, there is an ancient stone workshop, and in the ancient stone workshop, there is a tallest building, a woman shrouded in a halo overlooking the world, the wind blows, and the white veil flutters in the corners of her eyes.

"It's really an excellent genius for cultivating dragon hunting techniques, twelve days to realize the eyes of the heart, but what's so beautiful about this world that deserves to be so happy?"

In the same holy city, in the Yin and Yang family, a cold woman looked at her white palms, her eyes were so bright that she couldn't seem to see through anything, "Taishang Holy Son?

Jimo walked down from the top of the Treasure Pavilion, he is now cultivating his heart, his mood has not been calm for a long time, he has not seen the light for too long, he has not seen the world, although he still has many doubts, such as the third page of the "Ascension Formula", such as the mutual confirmation with the Taishang forgetfulness, but these things can be the queen of the palace.

There are only two people in the entire Noble Phantasm Pavilion, Ye Xiuwen and Hu Chi, and Hu Chi is in retreat in the house. And Ye Xiuwen was holding the ancient slip in his hand and was reading it carefully under the lamp, Jimo looked at him tightly, this is an elegant man, a lupine scarf.

"I'm out of the customs, and I think about it. Ye Xiuwen put down the ancient slip in his hand, slightly surprised, he knew some secrets of cultivating the heart eye, but no one had ever been able to comprehend the heart eye in twelve days, maybe the heavenly master could, but that was not recorded in history.

"Yes, I can see the world again. Jimo sighed, reached out and picked up the ancient Jane that Ye Xiuwen put down, lowered his head and swept it, and found that it was a strange travelogue.

"Congratulations to the host on getting out. Hu Chi heard Jimo's voice and walked out of the house, his face full of joy.

"Hu Chi, you've worked hard these days. Jimo stretched out his hand to support Hu Chi, Hu Chi was just an ordinary tiger spirit, and his cultivation was extremely mediocre, but he accompanied Jimo through the most difficult period, and his loyalty to Jimo was needless to say, and Jimo even wanted to pass on the "Tibetan Emperor Sutra" to him.

Hu Chi stared at Jimo's eyes, smiled innocently, didn't know what to think, he lowered his head, and a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, "The master cultivates his heart, will he no longer need Hu Chi in the future." ”

Jimo was slightly stunned, and then smiled again, "Why do you say that?"

"I'm just an ordinary root, an ordinary tiger spirit, I have been cultivating for a hundred years, and I can still guide the way for the master before, I thought I could be the master's crutch for a lifetime, to repay the master's kindness...... But now that the master can see, what else do I do? ”

Hu Chi was lonely, looked at Jimo's eyes, and suddenly said urgently, "I'm sorry master, Hu Chi has no intention of cursing you, I just think it...... Felt ......"

Jimo looked at the stupid big man in front of him, stared at it for a long time, and suddenly smiled, "You are the tiger that I Jimo brought out of the deep mountains, and it was I Jimo who gave you your name, do you still want to sneak away, in this life, if I don't drive you, if you dare to sneak away, I want you to look good!"

Hu Chi was slightly stunned, facing Jimo's smile, he suddenly understood, and hurriedly knelt down and said, "Hu Chi's life is the master's, and he is willing to be with the master for the rest of his life." ”

Jimo helped Hu Chi up, his empty eyes melted, he waved his hand and raised his arm, pointed at the center of Hu Chi's eyebrows, and engraved the "Tibetan Emperor Sutra" into his sea of knowledge.

"This scripture cannot be passed on without my permission, do you understand?"

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