Cultivating the Tao is a matter of life. Only the change of the heart and mind is the fundamental and perfect way. Practitioners must transform their emotions from events in the practice of practice, self-cultivation and self-realization, self-realization of potential, and experience in the vast world. Good luck.
At this point, Li Xuan has to see the occurrence and extension of everything, so it is only one step away to achieve true immortality and become a god.
During this period, since this "clone" of the will has grown in reading power and has taken root in the world in the Kingdom of God, it is very necessary to "seek the source" of "following the rules".
That is to say, in this case, it is very important to find all kinds of things before this avatar, and to create a "past life" for this avatar to perfect everything.
If a sudden extra person proves the Dao, then the past of this person is blank, which is a kind of regret. It is like a building that did not exist before, and suddenly a superstructure appeared from mid-air, and It is still very solid, as if it exists by itself, although it is impossible, but this is a fact, and it exists the same, so the gap below it must still be filled.
At this point, what is lacking is nothing more than time and heat, so at this moment, Li Xuan disappeared, really disappeared.
Seeking the source is to truly find everything before leaving the mountain, which has nothing to do with time and space, because for Li Xuan, time and space have no absolute meaning.
After all, he himself is still the Lord of the Kingdom of God, and under the laws of fate, time and space, it is not too difficult for him to exploit the loopholes of his own magic weapon.
Therefore, at the moment of disappearance, the way of heaven was distorted and time changed.
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Life in the world is like passing through life and living in adversity.
Once the deadline comes, everything stops.
How can there be any enlightenment that comes out of thin air? However, enlightenment like 'Li Xuan' seems to cost too much... Sigh: "Although life spans a hundred years, life and death can never be predicted. Yesterday, there was still a horse walking on the street, and now there is a dead body in the coffin...
About half an hour later, two people came slowly on the mountain road behind the hill. When they got closer, they turned out to be two Taoist priests, one old and one young.
"Hey! Master, there seems to be someone over there..."
"Well, let's go and have a look..."
"Master, this man seems to be still breathing." The young Taoist touched the breath of 'Li Xuan' with his hand, and turned to the old Taoist.
"Oh! Let me take a look." The old Taoist said, squatting down and gently grabbing a bloody wrist, frowning, and said half-paid: "I have traveled half the country, but I didn't expect this person to be here! Really! There is nowhere to find it! Huh? There is a small circulation in this person's body, um! This is much easier... Take him back to the Taoist temple, save a life, you and I have a lot of merit."
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This is a little-known Taoist temple in the depths of the Yangshou Mountains in Lingnan. Surrounded by mountains, a dense forest is boundless. It is green as far as you can see. A gust of mountain wind blows by, but you can see green waves of trees .
In front of the Taoist temple, a few white clouds drifted across the sky, the breeze gusted, the ancient pine trees cast huge shadows, and the ancient cypresses in the pavilion left endless desolation.
I don’t know how many ages of Guanyu are scattered among the pines and cypresses. There are dots of shade in the trees, and there are bursts of sandalwood floating in it, which makes people feel refreshing. Looking from the outside, Guanmen wrote "Ziyang View" three characters.
Because it is located in the deep mountains, the traffic is blocked, there are few people, and the incense is not prosperous, so there are few people in the temple, and there are only a few dozen Taoist priests, big and small.
In Ziyang Temple, a crutch was placed obliquely beside a stone table. 'Li Xuan' was wearing a gray Taoist robe, holding a book with yellowed pages in both hands and watching intently. Spots were sprinkled around him, and a few ancient seal characters of "Huang Ting Annotation" could be vaguely seen on the cover of the book. However, his originally tall and strong body had lost a lot of weight at this time, and his whole body was full of indescribable vicissitudes and desolation.
This "Li Xuan" is no longer that Li Xuan. It can only be said that it is the "once" past of that Li Xuan who was one step away from proving the Dao. I took advantage of the loophole and everything worked.
But this 'Li Xuan' didn't know.
He has been here for more than two years, and I don't know what method the Taoist priests used to pull him back from the brink of death.
It is said that time will change everything, two years, neither long nor short, but it is enough for a person to turn over his life from the beginning.
Ever since he experienced the 'great change of life and death', he himself has also changed slowly without knowing it.
"Life is a life, grass and trees are autumn; no matter it is gold and silver, high-ranking officials show their positions, once the deadline comes, how can they take away a little bit? Just wait for the time to pass, and it will turn into a cup of loess, leaving nothing but tea and jokes... "Shaking his head, 'Li Xuan' sighed softly, his eyes full of contradictions; since he woke up, he found that he seemed to have seen a lot suddenly, and those persistence and fanaticism in the past are now as light as clouds to him. If it wasn't for the fact that there was still a grievance, I'm afraid that he would have no worries at this time, with the lights on and his companions, obscurity and obscurity in this barren mountain Taoist temple.
Is this awareness or escape? I don't know, who would dare to comment outright if he has not experienced what he has experienced
Perhaps when a person truly awakens, he will give up pursuing wealth in the external world and start to pursue another type of wealth in his inner world. It is unknown, and "Li Xuan" probably has such a mentality at this time!
The singing of birds on the branches, accompanied by the rustling of leaves brought by the breeze, added a bit of solemnity to this mountain Taoist temple. For half a fee, 'Li Xuan' shook his head and sighed at the scroll in his hand: "If it is true that the gods described in this book have such unimaginable supernatural powers, then not only are my legs healed, but revenge is also a means of revenge. Said it can be waited."
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From his memory after waking up, he has spent nearly two years here. In the past two years, apart from receiving the treatment from Guanzhu Wuchenzi here every day, he read these Taoism classics. Thinking of Wuchenzi, a longing look shot out from his eyes, but then disappeared.
I remember that when Wu Chenzi healed him for the first time, his hands were surrounded by white light, which was as real as it was illusory, and there was a faint sound. From then on, 'Li Xuan' concluded that this veteran must not be an ordinary person. He also once proposed to worship Wu Chenzi as his teacher, but all he got was a deep smile and a comforting look. I don't know whether Wuchen did it on purpose or not, but since then he has had another non-task task in his free time—reading books, and most of them are obscure and difficult to understand, strange anecdotes, and Taoist classics. At the beginning, he would feel a little anxious from time to time, but in this deserted and lonely courtyard, what can he do without reading? And because of his leg injury, it was difficult for him to even move; so in the following days, those daunting Taoism scriptures became his only tool to pass the time. Coincidentally, he gradually understood a lot of things based on the skills he had accumulated in school, and the more he got to the back, the easier it was. In this way, after a long time, he unexpectedly fell in love with this kind of tranquility and comfort. Living in the world without contention, without arrogance and desire, many Taoist theories are self-taught without a teacher, and you are enlightened in your heart.
Wu Chen didn't teach him any advanced exercises, so he had no choice but to start with the method of breathing and breathing that he had learned from the buskers, and constantly combine the knowledge he collected from those Daoist books to save his life. Jing, after a few months, he actually found out a set of effective cultivation methods, but he often hesitated on some key experience issues and couldn't find the right way. He also knew that experience could not be compensated by theory. . Even so, he still persevered. Every night before going to bed, he would meditate and vomit. In Mingshen, intentionally or unintentionally, through internal viewing, I saw a creamy yellow air mass wandering in the upper and lower dantians. Wherever it passed, numbness merged, and many acupoints and meridians that I didn't know before were slowly penetrated and revealed, and I could feel it from time to time. When the two kidneys are warm, the yang gate is closed, and the energy is getting stronger day by day. Although the legs are still unable to move, he can feel the heat from the legs after each exercise. This is a good sign , In this way, his cultivation will be even more diligent.
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Putting down the scroll in his hand, 'Li Xuan' silently looked at a pair of birds playing among the branches and leaves. In this strange environment, the past floods back to my heart like a flood, sweet and bitter, joy and sorrow, just the long years, unbearable to look back on. Unknowingly, the past is vivid, darkly melancholy, all kinds of thoughts, and who to tell, only entrusted to Qingfeng.
So many joys and sorrows, turmoil and involvement, so many heart-pounding pains welling up in my heart, how unforgettable the previous scenes are!
One of the saddest things in life is meeting someone who is very important to you, and after the joys and sorrows, you realize that everything is so short.
After a long time, 'Li Xuan' sighed softly, and murmured: "There are thousands of worries in my chest, hanging on the setting sun tree, where the green leaves are shaded to enjoy the spring, and I hate the place where the warbler crows." From time to time, hot blood and reluctant eyes appeared in front of his eyes... He reached out and squeezed his numb legs, and he shook his head helplessly. When he was sad alone, the sound of footsteps behind him woke him up. Turning around, he clasped his hands to an old Taoist with a whisk in his hand, and said: "Master Wuchen, you are here, please forgive Mr. Li for not being able to move around with courtesy!"
Wu Chen waved his hand, and said calmly: "It's okay! Brother Li, I just heard you sigh, but I still can't let go of the burden in my heart? This is not good for your recovery!" He said and sat opposite to 'Li Xuan' down.
(to be continued)