Chapter 15: Sitting and Forgetting
After teasing it a few times, he found that the child had also learned to be well-behaved, so he would lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, Jin Feng said happily: "Boy, although I am sealed as the Weifeng Sword, you can call me Sword Spirit, or you can call me my previous name, Jin Feng." Got it?"
Chen Anzhi nodded submissively, and also reported his nickname, indicating that he had written it down.
"Thousands of years of change, this phoenix nest now has no owner, hey~~" Jin Feng sighed sadly, after a while, Jin Feng said again: "Let's go, I just turned around a little, and the general terrain has not changed much, boy, you are too weak, you must become stronger, otherwise I don't know the year of the monkey on this day of liberation." That old bull-nosed Dao is right, my immortal road has to fall on your head, you don't want to die early. ”
After saying that, Wei Fengjian shook the sword body, turned into the figure of Jin Feng again, and a cloud of mist shrouded Chen Anzhi, capturing him and flying forward.
With the first experience, Chen Anzhi was not very afraid, after all, he was a child, and his curiosity about novelties still exceeded his fear, and he looked around happily: the whole phoenix nest is a huge continent, the ground is extremely hard rocks, and there is a little vegetation, and the low grass stands tall trees that stick straight into the sky, Jin Feng said that it is a sycamore, and the mortars of the phoenix clan are in the top clouds of the trees.
Walking through a sycamore forest, Jin Feng stood silently in front of a bare sycamore tree, and then raised his head and chirped softly, it was also strange that the bare sycamore tree more than ten meters wide actually took the initiative to crack a crack in the middle, just enough for two people to pass by. Chen Anzhi flashed with the golden phoenix and entered the tree.
"Ah~~ah~~!"
As soon as Bu entered the tree, Chen Anzhi had the feeling of falling into the cliff in one step, and his body fell down rapidly. Startled, he was out of his body and screamed. But I don't know when Jin Feng is gone, leaving him alone in mid-air.
This tree hole was extremely long, and the sound of the fall caused a violent wind to pour into Chen Anzhi's mouth, he was so afraid, fear controlled his heart, he thought he was going to die. One thought that comes to mind is, "Father, Mother, I'm going to die!"
I don't know how long it took to say that I could only hear a "poof", and then a clear feeling surged towards my body, and after that, Chen Anzhi was stunned by this violent impact and was unconscious.
In the haze, Chen Anzhi had a warm feeling, like nesting in his mother's arms when he was a child. He muttered something, but he couldn't hear it clearly. It caused Jin Feng to laugh in mid-air.
Wei Fengjian was suspended high in the tree hole, staring at Chen Anzhi, who was wrapped in the water with a warm face: "It's cheap for you, each ancestral tree can only give birth to Tongtian spiritual milk once in three thousand years, it was originally the spiritual liquid that my phoenix clan used to awaken, this ancestral tree where I built a nest has accumulated thousands of years of spiritual liquid, because my seal has been retained to this day, although the world has changed greatly, and the concentration of spiritual energy has dropped greatly, it is to put it outside, this is also a treasure that is difficult to find for thousands of years, your body is too weak, how can you bear the spiritual energy infusion if you don't wash the marrow and cut the scriptures?" Boy, in order to help you grow, I have lost all my books to you. “
I don't know how long it has been, it's like having a dream, and there are countless gods and Buddhas around me in the dream. It's like a legend I heard when I was a child.
Legend has it that this barren continent was a long, long time ago, where immortals and demons coexisted, and the world was very exciting, and various creatures used their understanding of the world to develop a belief, a martial arts, and a kind of Taoism. The different understandings represent a kind of Tao, the Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, three begets all things, all things ask, and the Tao is three thousand...
Chen Anzhi was in this ethereal fantasy world, and his heart was extremely ethereal. The gods and Buddhas in the sky seemed to be there and nothing, a voice "huh", as if there was a gaze through infinite time and space to pay attention to this point, and then a vast and distant voice of vicissitudes came from the gods and Buddhas flying in the sky, and imprinted into Chen Anzhi's mind:
Sitting and forgetting to collect the heart, the Lord is quiet to desire, quiet is to give birth to wisdom, movement is into a faint, and the Tao is one, all worries are forgotten, away from the form to wisdom, the same as the chase, is called sitting and forgetting. Sit and forget, tangible and intangible, sit and forget.
Jin Feng didn't feel anything unusual, and she didn't hear the voice. She is still hovering high in the tree hole, guarding the sleeping Chen Anzhi. It is very difficult to remember the fate of the law, there is no reason to do the law, the law follows itself, and there is no reason to do the law, and the law is also dead.
Yes, this kind of dharma of existence and non-action, and the realm of the dharma following itself is the realm of enlightenment. A few months ago, Chen Anzhi, who entered the Enlightenment Realm for the first time in the Flying Sword Pavilion for his father's sword dance, entered the Enlightenment Realm again!
At that time, the white-bearded old man in the dream once said that within three years, if he could re-enter enlightenment, he should give a chance. I didn't expect to be able to get another adventure so quickly, in just three months. Let's not talk about the background of the white-bearded old man for the time being, just this realm of words and followers is unattainable.
Within the realm of enlightenment, close to the Tao. This perception is far beyond the ordinary. That's qualification. Entering the immortal law, there is a saying of exquisite qualifications. In the realm of 3,000 generations, some people are born with the Tao and are close to the Tao; some people are old and have no relationship with the Tao; some people seek up and down and ask questions hard; and some people break and stand up, and finally get together......
At the bottom of the sycamore tree, there is a natural pool that is three feet square. Above the pool, there were bursts of mist steaming. A figure floated silently in this mist, and above the tree hole, a small golden sword had been suspended in the air, undulating. Time was slowly passing, and the milky white curd around the figure gradually became clear.
Suddenly, the originally peaceful water surface struggled, and the small golden sword flew straight down from the top of the tree, stopping three feet above the water figure.
"Are you going to wake up?" Wei Fengjian muttered to himself.
seems to have a dream, in the dream, Chen Anzhi fell into a warm bed, so warm and warm, like his mother's embrace...... Suddenly, the bed turned into a bay of water, he fell into the water, the water flooded into his nostrils, and choked, Chen Anzhi couldn't help but dance, while shouting loudly: "Help! I can't swim..."
Suddenly, the fluctuations in the pool became violent, and the quiet figure who had been immersed in it really danced and shouted: "Help..."
As a result, as soon as I stood up, the depth of the water in this pool was no more than shoulder-deep. Chen Anzhi woke up, woke up in such a way, and stood in the water.
On the side, Jin Feng smiled heartbreakingly.
Chen Anzhi thought about it in a daze, he seemed to have fallen under a cliff, and then....he fainted, and he didn't know anything. Looking back now, why did you fall from such a high point in the air, why did you not fall to your death when the water was so clear and so shallow? And what about the dream, is it real? Why did the general chapter of sitting and forgetting work be so clear in my mind, as if it had been deeply imprinted?
"How long have I been dizzy?" Chen Anzhi, who couldn't figure out anything after the last moment, gave up completely and only asked Jin Feng.
"About half a month. Jin Feng stopped laughing, this thing really can't be cured. It is said that he is more than 3,000 years old, and he has not grown up at all.
Chen Anzhi thought about it, I don't know what the current situation of Chen Jiazhuang is, the first time he went out, there were so many accidents, and Uncle Tiger was not around, a strange talking sword subverted his cognition. It was nothing before, but now he suddenly felt very homesick, so he begged: "Jin Feng, I want to go home, I'm a little homesick." “
"Well, in a few days, I can send you home, and I want to go home too. There are no people here, and my home doesn't feel like a home, and the place where I have a family is my home. Jin Feng, who was still heartless just now, suddenly became sad again and muttered.