Yan Bugui said with a smile: "The master came at the right time. Everyone is in the same mood and should have a good drink."
It is impossible for everyone to understand the way of alchemy in exactly the same way, but after achieving it completely and without hindrance, joy will naturally arise in their hearts.
Most likely, Buddha was holding flowers, Kasyapa was smiling, and he was leisurely understanding. It is hard to explain, but it is known to others.
The restaurant was opened by Yan Bugui, and he would close it when he said it would. Besides, he was a bit domineering, so the wine he invited Shen Lian to drink this time was naturally good wine.
The next day, there was a storm outside Qingxuan Mountain. It lasted for eight days before it stopped. Because it happened in the outside world, it alarmed many overseas monks.
In the fifty years since Qingxuan, there have been three monks who have returned elixirs on their own. It can be said that there are many outstanding people, and it is a sign of the rise of the sect. You must know that after returning the elixir, you can be called a master and a person who has entered the Tao.
Moreover, among Taoist sects, monks who return elixirs on their own have much greater hope of success than casual cultivators.
Because although alchemy is more about understanding, it also requires a solid foundation to break through illusions and achieve spirituality. Otherwise, even if there are those who are extremely talented and discover the illusion, in the end, they are likely to have insufficient foundation and fail in the step of becoming a soul.
Such things happen all the time.
In fact, it was not easy for Taoist sects to achieve immortality at first, but the experience, resources, and Taoist secrets of their predecessors, accumulated over generations, became a huge advantage.
Therefore, there is a reason for Qingxuan's edict, "If you want to cultivate your conduct, you must first cultivate your heart", because there is no shortage of resources in the Taoist sect, but it is difficult to cultivate the Taoist heart.
For those who practice casual cultivation, they don't know how much suffering they have to endure after cultivating the elixir. After going through hardships, their mind is as strong as a vajra. Anyway, it is easy to have problems with the foundation.
Just like an uprising of ordinary people, there are many heroes at the leadership, but in the end there are few winners because the foundation is not good.
In the Qingxuan Hall, Taoists are like clouds, just like in the past, the elders and disciples are all in a row.
Shen Lianzheng held the Golden elixir code for Yan Bugui. 'Jin' means the indestructible nature of gold, and 'Elixir' means perfection.
Because Shen Lian obtained the sword intention of Chen Jianmei, he did not receive the transmission of the dharma intention from the founder of the Yuan Qing Dynasty when he inherited the sect's orthodoxy. This is also the reason why.
In the main hall, Yan Bugui came in generously and put on Taoist attire. At first, practicing Taoism was not what he wanted, but now he has no choice but to practice Taoism. There are still many pleasures in the world, and you need a long life to enjoy them.
When he came to Shen Lian, Yan Bugui knelt down, not to Shen Lian, but to all the ancestors of Qingxuan. Without these sages, how could their descendants be where they are today.
Drinking water and remembering the source, attaining the law of enlightenment is also to serve as an example to other disciples, and the road ahead is not dark.
Every practitioner can light a lamp. Those who came before will illuminate themselves, and they will illuminate those who follow.
Immortals caress my head, tie my hair and grant me immortality.
There was no sadness or joy in Shen Lian's heart. He pointed at Yan Bugui's brow, and the distant and deep meaning of law appeared from the depths of the void. Different from the first time, Shen Lian seemed to follow this wave and saw something deep in the Milky Way. A Taoist standing with his hands behind his back is a sword energy that spans the universe. All things in the world are impressed and trembled by the grace of this sword.
The Taoist's eyes were fixed, and he seemed to be looking at Shen Lian through the void. It was as if he sighed and turned into one sentence:
The road is like the blue sky, I alone cannot reach it.
The long sigh lasts for eternity, seeming lonely and dejected.
Shen Lian didn't know whether the others or even Yan Bugui heard this sentence, but he was shocked by this sentence in his heart. Could it be that the 'great road' he sought was also a restraint.
He felt that this sentence opened up a new world, but it was difficult to understand and went against his past practice experience, because practice is to seek the Tao, integrate with the Tao, and finally transcend the world.
No one in the palace seemed to have such special feelings as him, Yan Bugui remained calm.
Shen Lian retracted his outstretched fingers and suppressed the doubts in his heart.
At this moment, suddenly there was a hint of crimson color outside, and an invisible rhythm was born in the heaven and earth, shaking the Taoist heart. Everyone in the main hall felt that Shen Lian stood up and everyone went out together. They saw the sky full of colorful clouds in the west, which was divided into five colors. It was beautiful and touching to the extreme.
At the same time, monks from all sects in the world felt something and looked to the west.
The boundary of Yinshan Mountain was originally dark. At this time, the sky was filled with colorful clouds, and a clear cry was heard for a long time. Many demon soldiers heard this sound and covered their heads, feeling very painful.
Ye Liuyun sat high on the bloody throne, surrounded by blood light, isolating Qing Ming.
On the Yellow Spring in the distance, there is a person standing leisurely. He was originally confronting Ye Liuyun, but now he also withdraws his mysterious light, protects his whole body, and looks up to the sky.
The five-colored light came out from the sunny side of Yinshan Mountain, and there seemed to be thirty-three rainbows in it, crossing the sky.
Venerable Baoyue, who looked like a young man, was standing on the high tower of Jinguang Temple. He saw the rainbow and sighed leisurely: "The King of Ming Dynasty locked it up for many years, but unexpectedly it made him understand the secrets of Zen and finally escaped from the world. "
A monk behind him, who looked exactly like Mr. Hai, said in a cold voice: "Bald Donkey, are you saying that I can escape the universe after understanding the Zen method?"
Baoyue turned around and smiled and said: "That's impossible to say. I think you are going to have a big disaster and you may not be able to survive it."
Mr. Hai had already shaved his hair and became a monk, but he didn't realize that Bald Donkey had also brought him in. He said, "Anyway, I am in your Jinguang Temple now. Even if a disaster comes, I will bring you all down with me."
Baoyue said with a smile: "I am a compassionate Buddha, so how can I care about this? If you survive the tribulation, you will naturally achieve enlightenment. It's too late for me to be happy."
Mr. Hai snorted and said nothing. He just looked at the rainbow in the west sky and felt startled.
After all, he still envied this guy for being able to escape the world and feel at ease.
He thought about why the thief King Ming didn't lock him up in Mingwang Temple back then. He might be the one who escaped today. Unconsciously, he became angry again, and no one could explain the complicated emotions in his heart.
At this time, a middle-aged Confucian scholar in the Xuantian Sect who was giving a lecture smiled when he saw the rainbow in the west sky. When he saw the disciples listening to the class below, they all looked at him curiously and said, "That's all for today."
After saying that, he walked out leisurely with his hands behind his hands. The disciples who were originally attracted by the colorful clouds in the west unconsciously looked at his back. It seemed that the middle-aged Confucian had an indescribable Taoist charm, which was better than the five-color clouds that escaped the universe. .
As the saying goes, I don’t know how high the sky is. This is probably how I feel.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar outside leisurely chanted: "If you want the supreme Dharma, you can't ask for it. How can the heaven be so inferior to me?"
The last sentence had a long aftertaste. Song Qingyi, one of the disciples below, thought to herself: Everyone wants to transcend heaven and earth, but Master feels that heaven and earth are really good to them.
Naturally, this 'I' is not just a middle-aged Confucian scholar, but also includes all living beings.
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