Shen Lian took the Sanguang Divine Water, originally to cure Chen Jianmei's injury, but now Chen Jianmei does not know where he has gone, let alone whether he is alive or dead. Even though he was a genius and could break through the Liuqing Master's formation, he could not turn back time and understand what happened before.
He still knew too little about this world.
Looking at the bright moon in the sky, it is like a bright mirror that is not stained by dust, reflecting Zhang Ruoxu's face.
She was looking at him with a smile, as if she were alive.
Shen Lian's expression remained unchanged, and with a wave of his hand, the illusion was like a reflection in water, causing ripples and fragments.
He knew in his heart that the world of mortals had been disturbed by right and wrong recently, so demonic obstacles had arisen.
This is exactly why monks avoid living in quiet places after passing through the nine realms of cultivation and attaining immortality. Few people travel around the mortal world, but this is to avoid having arrogant thoughts and creating demonic obstacles that hinder their progress in the Tao.
After cutting through the illusion, it is not that the spiritual platform will be spotless from now on, but it will enter the elegiac couplet given by Shen Lian to the Venerable Baoyue - 'The body is a bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror platform'.
There are two sentences behind it, 'Brush it diligently at all times to avoid causing dust'.
It is easy to gain the Tao but difficult to keep it, which Shen Lian understands deeply at this time.
He was not afraid of the difficulties ahead, but was filled with infinite pride and expectations for his future life. Even Chen Jianmei's disappearance, an unexpected event, seemed interesting.
The dead are gone, and those who have gone are not admonished, but those who have come can still be pursued.
Looking at the bright moon again, it has already set to the west, but its brightness remains unchanged.
He secretly thought: When will it be like this moon, even with the help of sunlight, it can illuminate the endless boundless earth with its clear brilliance? Then it will be considered as a worthwhile pursuit.
The moonlight is born from the sun, just like the Taoist borrows the laws of heaven and earth, and has endless power.
Although it is not a world of its own, such a state is invincible in the human world.
Fang Yanying woke up, her head was groggy and she could hardly think. The sunlight outside the window was bright and dazzling. She had never slept so late before, and her mind slowly gathered.
Suddenly she remembered that yesterday, she went out to pick mustard greens for her uncle.
Later, after picking, I saw that the shadows in the cold pool were very clear, and the sun was a little high, so I took a bath in the cold pool. It took me a while, and it was already dusk. I was afraid that my uncle was coming back soon, so I took a bath in the cold pool. Carrying the basket, he walked towards the Temple of Killing Life.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the Taoist temple, she found that all the other disciples were dead. She was worried about the Master and hurried to the quiet room where the Master was retreating, but she saw her uncle.
Then her heart and lungs were hit hard, causing her to cough non-stop, with a sweet taste in her throat, and she lost consciousness within a few moments.
She looked at her clothes, and sure enough, there were dried blood stains. When the sword energy in her body was flowing through the meridians and acupuncture points between the heart and lungs, she felt indescribable discomfort, and then a wave of energy came out of nowhere in her body. The breath is like a clear spring, nourishing the lungs and providing indescribable benefits. The sword energy is like a long river, penetrating the acupoints, like sea water bursting from a dam, with an endless flow.
The invisible sword art in her body was running more and more freely, but as a result, the meridians and acupoints were inevitably unable to bear the pressure, which made her feel happy but also a little sad. She felt numb and itchy, and she couldn't help but moan.
Then the breath of clear springs continued, no matter how much damage was done to the meridians and acupoints, in short, under that breath, the old view was restored in an instant. Between such destruction and rebirth, the meridians and acupoints became more and more tenacious, and the invisible sword The magic power of Jue grows endlessly.
It turns out that this monk's performance of merit has a certain number in a day, and he cannot use merit to outweigh diligence.
Because the meridians and acupoints have limited endurance, if they are tortured too much and they are damaged, they will have to be warmed and maintained for a long time.
Fang Yanying has been practicing martial arts since she was a child. Although her meridians are much wider than ordinary people, they still cannot support her endless practice. At this time, with the help of the aura, the invisible sword skills turned faster and faster. She had only practiced to the fourth level, but she entered the fifth level like a broken bamboo. The moving sword energy continued to move bravely and vigorously without any hindrance. , the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth poured in like a river of heaven, and in a trickle, it entered the acupoints all over her body, serving as the raw material for the sword energy of the invisible sword art.
The Xuan Gong continued to circulate, and it broke through the fifth level in one breath and entered the sixth level.
At this time, the sword energy condenses, like droplets of water, rolling back and forth in the meridians orifices. When Kankan reached the top of the sixth level and was about to connect all the drop-like sword energy into a stream, suddenly the spiritual platform cleared and the Xuan Gong stopped.
The breath of clear spring in the body also disappeared, and the female fell down.
When Fang Yanying looked into her eyes, she saw her uncle in front of her, pointing a finger between her eyebrows.
Seeing that she opened her eyes, she slowly retracted her fingers. Fang Yanying felt that her face was hot at this moment, not because of shyness, but because of her improved magical skills. The blood was rising and falling, and it was concentrated on her face. Even without a mirror, she knew that her face was hot at this moment. It must be like a red cloud.
It's just that the uncle's elegant and quiet temperament gradually infected the surroundings. Fang Yanying slowly calmed down his energy and blood, and the spiritual platform returned to purity. He immediately sorted out some of the connections and asked Shen Lian: "Uncle, Yuan Yuan." How did Senior Brother Liang and the others get there, and is my master okay?"
"If you ask me, I don't know. When I came back, they had been deprived of life. As for your master, even I can't figure out where he is now. Maybe he is not in this world." Shen Lian Said calmly.
Fang Yanying was shocked in her heart. Just from the words from her uncle's mouth, the master's whereabouts are unknown, and it does not necessarily mean that something happened. This can be a little comfort, but she also thinks that none of the senior brothers who were still alive during the day are now gone. There is nothing sadder than a farewell, and even qi practitioners are no exception. Otherwise, why would qi practitioners throughout the ages devote themselves to the path to immortality.
The voices, faces, and smiles of her classmates were still in the present, and they would never be able to see each other again. She couldn't help but shed tears, but she couldn't hold them back.
Shen Lian did not comfort her and walked out with his hands behind his back.
In real life, there are too many sad things. The more you experience, the more pain you will suffer. Seeing people close to you disappear from your life one after another, but being helpless. That feeling is what most people experience when they embark on immortality. Those who follow the path must endure it.
Taoism talks about being too merciless, not just because the Tao is ruthless, but because some experiences are really heartbreaking.
For example, when Zhuang Zhou's wife passed away, he sang with drums and drums, but he didn't know whether the pain in his heart had penetrated deep into his bones.
Shen Lian doesn't think that sadness is a useless emotion. Only when the pain is deep can you understand how precious life is.
If Fang Yanying can get out of this shadow, he will be able to take another person with him to the Lingtai Forum seven years later.
He didn't feel that he was too rational because of this, but because he was in this position, he had to make more plans for Qingxuan after Chen Jianmei didn't know whether to live or die.
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