Fang Yanying agreed to Fahai's words, and then Fahai stared at the elegiac couplet for a long time.
She drank three cups of spiritual tea before Fa Hai came back to his senses. Then he asked the novice monk to see off the guests, but he seemed to have no interest in talking to Fang Yanying.
She came in a hurry and left in a hurry, just acting as a messenger between Shen Lian and Fahai, but she didn't understand that with the magical power of her uncle and Zen Master Fahai, even if they were thousands of miles apart, they should be able to talk to each other, so why bother? Let her be the sounding board.
She couldn't understand it, so she didn't think about it.
When you come, there are people blocking the way, but when you return, no one blocks the way. Dawn breaks in the east, and the dew is still very heavy at this time. The morning light falls on the grass and trees, reflecting psychedelic colors, and a few birdsong calls out for the bold vitality.
When Fang Yanying returned to the View of Killing Life, he thought to himself: It's better to return this sword talisman to his uncle.
She decided to do this and try not to think about the power of the sword talisman.
If the power of the sword talisman can be used continuously, it will be enough for her to live happily in this mortal world. She thought about it, and then forced herself not to think about it. She was afraid that if she thought about it too much, she would be reluctant to give the sword talisman to her uncle.
Shen Lian was in the Temple of Immortality. In front of him was a formation arranged with the essence of the five elements. The earth energy from the surrounding mountains silently converged on the Temple of Killing Life.
This kind of convergence is subtle, and it will take ten, twenty, or even hundreds of years to see the effect. By then, the view of killing will become a veritable blessed place for practice.
Although it is not as good as the Qingxuan Five Peaks, it is enough to establish a sect.
Although Shen Lian arranged the formation, it was difficult for others to detect it. At least Fang Yanying who came in couldn't detect the formation. He just felt that the vitality here was a little richer than before, and it was a little comfortable.
She respectfully told Shen Lian everything that happened at Jinguang Temple. In fact, there was nothing to say. In short, Fahai would come to visit Shen Lian.
After hearing this, Shen Lian didn't find it strange. In the past, his cultivation was far inferior to Master Hai, who changed his name to Fa Hai, but now everyone is on an equal footing. Not only does he need Fa Hai's help for something, Fa Hai also needs his help.
There is a clear understanding between the two of them.
In this kind of matter, as long as they don't deliberately hide it, it is normal for them to know the elegant meaning of a string song.
In fact, the higher your level, the more you will feel that words can express less, especially when you meet the same wise person, the other person can understand it before you say anything.
But it must be said that because of their practice, it is not to annihilate human nature, but to be more able to restrain themselves.
Shen Lian knew clearly that this was not very clever, and was even a hindrance to his practice. Let him be in the realm of holy immortals and Buddhas, and he will not be considered perfect.
Only by being able to 'follow your heart's desires without exceeding the rules' can you show your status.
When his emotions are revealed naturally and he can raise his hands and feet to follow the path, that will be called great.
This kind of situation can only be achieved by deliberately pursuing it.
He smiled at Fang Yanying and said: "You did a good job. I saw it when you killed the Baiyue Demon Clan. It's rare that you lost your fear at that time. It's worthy of your master's high regard for you." . A person's qualifications are determined innately, but the final achievement depends on the hard work of the day after tomorrow. It may take decades or hundreds of years. As long as you don't give up, you will be able to cultivate to the point where I am today, so you don't have to Don't be afraid of becoming dependent on me if you give me the sword talisman. When you have this thought in your mind, your dependence already exists."
Fang Yanying's heart was shaken as Shen Lian recounted it. Unexpectedly, his uncle knew exactly what he was thinking, and Shen Lian's last words were even more thought-provoking.
Fang Yanying pondered for a while, then handed over the sword talisman, with a firm gaze, and said to Shen Lian: "Uncle Master wants to use the sword talisman to stay by my side to test my Taoist heart, but what I learned is the invisible sword." "Jue, since it is intangible, why keep this tangible thing? I don't know what will happen in the future, but I understand that keeping it will have a trace in my heart, so I asked my uncle to let me return it."
After thinking about it, she still refused.
Shen Lian asked her to keep the sword talisman because he wanted her to understand the principle of not being stuck in things. But Fang Yanying had a profound analysis of herself. She was not born with a Taoist nature, and every step of her practice needed to be down-to-earth. Her master asked her to concentrate on the Invisible Sword Technique without any distractions, and she kept doing it.
So she decided to practice step by step, understand her own limitations, and not do anything too ambitious.
Shen Lian took the sword talisman, with a look of admiration in his eyes, and said leisurely: "Uncle, I underestimate you. You are a thousand-mile horse of Senior Brother Chen's family. In the future, the concept of killing will be in your hands."
Fang Yanying does not have the ultimate cultivation qualifications, let alone a natural Taoist heart, and an astonishing spiritual awareness, but under her unremarkable appearance, she has an independent heart.
Such a person, recognized by Chen Jianmei's wise eyes and taught the magical method, will shine with her brilliance sooner or later.
It may take decades, it may take hundreds of years, but as long as she doesn't die halfway, she will have a bright future.
Fang Yanying was quite shocked and didn't understand why her uncle had such a high opinion of her.
She knew her own foundation. Even among the disciples of the Concept of Killing Life, she was not the fastest in practice. Being able to achieve the deepest level of cultivation among everyone only relies on diligence and the foundation laid since childhood.
Compared to her uncle and master, she is not even the light of a firefly.
Shen Lian looked at her expression and said without explaining, "I have to go out for a trip, but the mustard greens in the mountains are still very fresh and I really want to eat them. I will be back later. You go and prepare some."
Fang Yanying couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't expect that his uncle would still be hungry today. Cooking is not what she is good at, but since her uncle ordered her to do it, she will do it. There is a cold spring in the mountain, which is full of vitality. There are some wild mustard greens nearby, which taste good and have spiritual energy. They can be used as food ingredients and can help practice, so she occasionally picks some.
She thought of this in her mind, and then she suddenly looked up and saw purple and cyan wings emerging from Shen Lian's back. She shook slightly, and then disappeared.
There was only one thought left in her mind, how could anyone escape so quickly in the world
The last time she was led by Shen Lian, she was unable to directly experience how fast the Wind and Thunder Escape was. It was only then that she realized that this escape method was no longer indescribable.
Nanhai, Zizi'an.
Not many people know that Zi Zi'an is in the South China Sea, and even if they know, not many people can get here.
From time to time, fishermen find that the island where Zizi'an is located has purple air lingering around it, and distant Buddhist voices can be heard. When they get closer, they stay away from the island in confusion.
Over time, the fishermen all knew the magic of the island and no longer approached it.
Because there is purple energy on it and the sound of Buddha comes out, some people call it "Purple Sound Island".
There was a sound of thunder, and someone entered the island.
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p.s. Thanks to Gibbs for the time.