[Please keep in mind the domain name of this site" ", or search in Baidu: Sanlian Literature Network] The difficulty of cultivation is difficult to go to the sky!

Cultivation is like climbing to the sky, stepping on an invisible and rugged road to the sky and slowly ascending, the higher the cultivation, the worse the fall will be when one day you stumble and fall.

Therefore, the greater the cultivator, the more cautious and cautious he is when he is practicing, lest he make a wrong step and fall into the abyss, from which he will never recover.

If a mortal who has not yet "heard the Dharma" wants to practice, he must strengthen his beliefs, painstakingly pursue the "true Dharma" between heaven and earth, and painstakingly seek a "true teacher" who can guide him to the beginning.

And those rookie cultivators who have "heard the Fa", if they want to further practice, they must solve the big problem of "wealth", and even after solving the big problem of "wealth", they must continue to solve the two big problems of "partner" and "government land".

Even if all of the above is solved, he still has to face many "magic weapons" in this world.

Each magic weapon has its own unique attributes and characteristics, and the means of submission are also different, Li Yundong previously surrendered the Qibao Psychic Fan and ** Sword smoothly, it can be said that it was done in one go, and he took what he wanted, so he also relaxed his vigilance against the matter of surrendering magic weapons.

After all, his cultivation time was still short, and he didn't have Ziyuan, who has rich experience in cultivation, to mention it when he surrendered the magic weapon, and he didn't know what kind of situation he would encounter when he surrendered such a famous Buddhist magic weapon as the Burning Finger Bowl.

Burning finger bowl one is the personal magic weapon of the famous Buddhist monk Fahai, although after Fahai sits, this magic weapon was left to future generations, but it has not been in a state of no one to use, over the past generations have used the burning finger bowl to subdue demons and subdue demons There are countless famous monks, one of the most famous users is the Qing Dynasty Guangxu was born in the 28th year, formerly known as Fan Wu's disease-free sea lantern mage!

After Master Hai Lantern sat down in 1989, this Buddhist magic weapon was lost to the world, and finally fell into the hands of Du Fei of the Quanzhen School, and from 1989 to the present, the time is only more than 20 years, and the majestic true yuan in the magic weapon has not dissipated much, and this burning finger bowl has one of the biggest differences with the Qibao Spiritual Fan.

That is, the Seven Treasure Spiritual Fan has never been used by anyone since the Panshi Fox Guy sat down during the Tang Xianzong period, so the true power of this Buddhist magic weapon itself has been in a state of decline.

The burning finger bowl is different, it has been used for more than 30 years with the Fahai, and the powerful and powerful Buddhist mana of Fahai alone has been guarded and blessed for more than 30 years, coupled with the personal protection and use of famous monks in the past dynasties, so that the Buddhist power of this magic weapon is not only not weakened, but stronger from generation to generation, each generation of famous monks has left their own mark on the burning finger bowl, which is used to test the next user, so as to avoid the burning finger bowl from falling into the hands of the bad people.

Therefore, in order to surrender to such a pure and pure magic weapon, the practitioner himself must first "be clear inside and outside, pure and flawless", otherwise it will cause the rebound of the true yuan imprint left by the senior monks of the past dynasties, so as to launch a fierce counterattack.

Li Yundong had talked with Master Puren and Xincheng in Xiyuan Temple before, and he had already left a lingering suspense in his heart, and after he came out, he met a rampant little devil, which increased the anger and anger in Li Yundong's heart more and more.

Although Li Yundong held his breath and calmed down before entering the table, after all, these negative emotions in the depths of his mind were not driven out, and with such a situation, he surrendered to the burning finger bowl, and the anger and anger in his body were suddenly discovered by the burning finger bowl, thus judging Li Yundong as a "great evil man who hates violence", and the true yuan marks of the senior monks of the past dynasties began to fight back fiercely, pulling Li Yundong's divine consciousness into the small world of the burning finger bowl.

Although Li Yundong was settled at this time, his divine consciousness was extremely clear and clear, he could feel that he was in a boundless dark world, he seemed to be in a vast and boundless ethereal world, the whole world did not exist, even he did not exist, the world was empty, and he was also empty!

The physical body is empty, and the true element is also empty!

It was as if he was left with an ethereal, equally empty soul!

But when all this is empty, he can still feel the existence of his divine consciousness, and no matter what he does, he can't get rid of this situation, this situation really makes Li Yundong secretly shocked and frightened in his heart.

He suddenly remembered what Su Chan once said: "There are three great horrors in cultivation, namely, there is great terror between life and death, there is great terror between heaven and earth, and there is great terror between reality and reality!"

Li Yundong has more or less experienced these three horrors, and he thought that after he experienced these three horrors, these three horrors would no longer entangle him.

But what he didn't expect was that these three great horrors were the common demons of all cultivators in the world throughout the ages, and countless cultivators fell under these three great horrors, as long as their minds relaxed a little, these three great horrors would take advantage of the void and let them go mad, and let these high-ranking cultivators fall into the mortal dust, and become a waste in the mud that is not even as good as ordinary people.

When Li Yundong first built the foundation, he had encountered such a great terror between the virtual and the real, and at this time, his divine consciousness was dragged into the small thousand worlds of the burning finger bowl, and the divine consciousness was like being imprisoned in another vast universe, Li Yundong not only couldn't distinguish what the virtual reality was, but also couldn't break free from this realm of nothingness.

He is like a tiny speck of dust, floating endlessly in the vast and boundless universe, and no one knows when he will be able to reach the other shore and break free from it.

When Li Yundong was trapped in this empty world, Su Chan returned to his room, the little girl was lying on the bed tossing and turning, her extremely beautiful eyes were wide open, and everything in her heart was full of thoughts.

The little girl has been entangled in the matter of the teahouse in her heart, and she has repeatedly said to herself: When Yundong surrenders the burning finger bowl, I will tell him about it.

But, what if Yundong gets angry then? What if he dislikes me? Give the teahouse to himself, and cause such a thing to him?

If you don't tell him, okay? It seems that the other party is not looking for trouble!

The little girl was at war with heaven and man in her heart, and tossed in bed for a night, until it was almost dawn, and she fell asleep deeply.

After dawn, the noisy voices of the little foxes sounded in the living room, and the little girl woke up from her sleep in a groggy state.

After Su Chan got up, he raised his head and yawned a lot, then wore a one-piece pajama dress, poked a pair of slippers, and walked to Li Yundong's room with sleepy eyes.

The little girl dreamed all night and was struggling with the problem before going to bed last night, but now she finally couldn't help it, and got up and went to find Li Yundong.

As the little girl walked, she muttered in her mouth: "No, I have to tell Yundong about this matter quickly, otherwise this matter can torture me to death......"

Su Chan walked to the door of Li Yundong's room, she first listened to the situation in the room, but saw that there was no sound inside, and there was no movement at all.

Su Chan was slightly stunned, and said in his heart: Is Yundong sleeping, or is he taking the magic weapon?

She looked at the sky and said to herself: It's already past eight o'clock in the morning, won't you finish the service overnight?

The little girl thought about it, knocked on the door tentatively, and shouted weakly: "Yundong, are you there?"

But her shout seemed to sink into the sea, and there was no response, Su Chanqi said: "No, if you are sleeping, this shout should have woken up." ”

Practitioners sleep very shallowly, just to meet the rest needs of the body's functions, and the slightest shouting will wake up immediately.

Su Chan thought for a while, and then said: "Could it be that he is really submitting the Burning Finger Bowl? If he is really submitting the Burning Finger Bowl, then I can't disturb Yundong, what if he goes mad?"

Thinking of this, Su Chan left Li Yundong's door lightly, she walked to the bathroom with a sad face, looked at herself in the mirror with a somewhat fluffy and messy hair, and rubbed her hair anxiously: "Oh, I hate it, people are uncomfortable in their hearts!"

At this time, Li Yundong, who was wandering endlessly in the void world, was dimly as if he had heard a familiar and soft voice calling out his name on the other side of the distant world.

Li Yundong suddenly perked up, like a person without the backbone of the backbone suddenly straightened his spine, and he suddenly struggled to swim in the direction where the voice came from.

But in this vast and boundless world, Li Yundong never reached the other side no matter how much he swam, and he didn't know how long it took, Li Yundong stopped his movements in despair, he looked at the thick and boundless darkness in front of him in horror and fear, and said in his heart: No, this may never swim to the other side!

But he soon thought, "But, I heard the cicada on the other side, she must be there!"

In this world, no one can stop me from separating from the cicadas, the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha, and the gods block and kills the gods!

How can this small world stop me?

Li Yundong's heart was obsessed with a pause, and the true yuan image of his body suddenly appeared in his body, he could feel that his ethereal body suddenly became tangible and qualitative, he instantly turned into a three-headed and six-armed immovable king, raising his hand and thundering, angry and thundering!

Li Yundong was struggling frantically in the small world at this time, and all the power he vented at the beginning was absorbed and swallowed up by the vast and boundless dark and chaotic world, but as time grew, Li Yundong's anger became stronger and stronger, he seemed to be incarnated as an angry Ming King, and the heavens and the earth trembled in his anger!

Slowly, there began to be obvious shocks in this small world, and the originally lifeless dark and chaotic world began to have a flowing wind, as if a dark and sleepy eggshell was shattered by Li Yundong's power, and slowly there were gaps, so the light of the outside world also penetrated one by one.

Li Yundong saw more and more light around him, and he also struggled more and more frantically to vent his anger, as if he wanted to completely smash the cage that trapped him.

But when he was about to smash this small world, Li Yundong suddenly heard a distant and majestic and solemn voice coming slowly, this voice seemed to be the Buddha on the other side of the West speaking solemnly: "What is cultivation?"

Li Yundong was stunned when he heard this voice, he stopped destroying the small world, and looked around with wide eyes, as if looking for the direction from which the sound came, and he said: "Cultivation is the cultivation of the mind!"

This voice soon came from all directions: "Then what is mind cultivation?"

Li Yundong said impatiently: "Cultivating the mind is to cultivate the heart without moving, not being impatient, not angry, not liking, not greedy, and not hateful!"

The voice said, "Since you know what mind cultivation is, then you should also know that your heart is full of obsessions, and obsessions are delusions, and I can't let you go if you have delusions. ”

Li Yundong couldn't help but say angrily: "Fart! What are you practicing and reciting Buddha for? Isn't it just for the sake of becoming a Buddha one day? Isn't this kind of mind an obsession? Is this kind of obsession to become a Buddha also a delusion?"

The voice was silent for a while, and then said, "Amitabha, the donor is right, but it is also not right. But no matter what, you can move on and see where you go if you follow your obsession. ”

After that, this voice never sounded again, Li Yundong waited for a long time, and he finally waved his fists and violently released the thunder and lightning in his hand towards this small world.

With a boom, this dark little world was instantly smashed by Li Yundong, and his eyes suddenly brightened, as if he had come from a polar night world to a polar day world.

Li Yundong squinted his eyes slightly, and only after getting used to the dazzling light did he fix his gaze.

Seeing this, Li Yundong was suddenly taken aback.

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