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Volume 3 Chapter 307 One step from heaven to man

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    There is no more internal energy in the body. Although the Xiaoyao mission, which is like a poisonous snake, will regroup Beiming's true energy over time, and more and more, but for the time being, Ziqin really feels an inexplicable relaxation.

    He took steps forward, not caring about the direction or the future, but simply moving forward.

    He didn't know where this road would lead, but Ziqin walked it with a sense of joy, as if it were the road of his life. Although he didn't know what was ahead, as long as he had a calm heart, he would never be short of money along the way.  Fresh and fun.

    The longing for home still lingers in my heart, but there is no trace of sadness anymore, only a faint warmth. Home may have been long gone, but that trace of memory is enough to make people remember it forever. If there is such a thing in a person's life,  Wouldn't it be a great blessing to have an eternal warm aftertaste?

    Ziqin's steps did not seem to be fast, and he lost his internal strength. The only light skill he could use was Lingbo Weibu. However, at this time, he did not use any light skills and just walked on his two legs. The space and natural things around him were different.  He seemed to be integrated with him, and his walking seemed not to be using his own strength, but the space and everything in it to help him move forward.

    Use your mind without using force, use your mind without thinking. This is a common saying that many warriors and Taoists like to say, but even the most advanced warriors and the most refined Taoists will never be able to reach this state of absolute nature.  At this moment, Ziqin did nothing, but he had already reached this state.

    In the battle with Pang Ban, he may not have touched the way of heaven and man, but Ziqin has already crossed the level of the peak of the master.

    Ahead.  A big city appeared in his eyes. Ziqin entered the city without any dodge.

    Ziqin didn¡¯t know the name of this city, even though when he was at the city gate, Ziqin only had to raise his head slightly to know where he was at the moment and how the plot would develop next.

    However, Ziqin seemed to have lost interest in these at this time. In his heart, there was no longer any utilitarianism in his eyes, and there was no longer any idea of ??wanting to hold everything in his hands.

    Everything is natural, and Ziqin has never been as close to nature as he was at this moment.

    It was at that moment that Ziqin understood the deeper meaning of Wangqing**.  At the same time, I also know that in fact, many practitioners of mysticism have always had wrong ideas.

    The Supreme Being forgets his feelings.  It's not that you forget all your feelings, but that you forget all your extreme thoughts, control, and jealousy.  Sad.  ecstasy.  All extreme emotions are wrong.

    At first glance, this seems to turn people into stone, neither happy nor angry, neither loving nor hating.  In fact, Ziqin understood that Taishang Wangqing was not like this.

    Ziqin has always believed that the Taoist Twelve Young Masters are the highest spiritual realm of health preservation. Modern science has long proven that joy, anger, sorrow, and joy actually produce toxins and can harm the human body.

    Therefore, Ziqin has always believed that the Twelve Young Masters are indeed the state of maintaining health, and that being too supreme and forgetting one's emotions is indeed the highest state of Taoist thought.

    However, it was not until the battle with Pang Ban in this world, combined with Li Ruohai's memory, that Ziqin realized that the so-called supreme forgetfulness was just a symptom of spiritual cultivation reaching a certain level.

    For him at this moment, ordinary things will not make him have any mood swings at all.

    However, this is not because he deliberately suppresses his own nature. On the contrary, this is Ziqin's true state of mind at this moment. He is free from all worries and has no dust in his heart. This is the true state of the Supreme Being.

    There is wine in the tavern. Ziqin is sitting at the window. His eyes are as natural as the blue sky and white clouds. At this moment, he has taken a crucial step. It should be said that he should be radiant. You can't see the big spots. The waves are turning into clouds, no matter where he goes.  The focus is that Lang Fanyun's appearance is ugly, but he can attract countless people just because of his temperament.

    Li Ruohai, who is possessed by Zi Qin, is handsome and can be called the most handsome man in the world. However, at this moment, Zi Qin is sitting at the window, but he is like a speck of dust or a cloud, surrounded by people walking around.  Although there were many people, no one noticed Ziqin, as if he was already a table or a chair.

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    There should be such a handsome person and such a man in this world.

    Freshness, nature, fun, innocence, everything is just a change in Ziqin's state of mind. Just like nature generates new life, and he explores nature again after rebirth, everything is a natural cycle of heaven and earth.

    Drinks poured down one¡¯s throat one after another, and exquisite food was placed on the table.

    There was a look of enjoyment on Ziqin's face, and these mundane things did not make Ziqin at all tired of taking the final step.

    People who have never truly reached this level will never think of it.This state is so wonderful. There is no need to suppress oneself or do anything deliberately. The mind and emotions are as natural and fresh as gurgling water.

    When he was half drunk, Ziqin suddenly looked out the window. At this moment, he lost all his internal strength. However, his perception was more acute, not only the deliberate perception, but also the passive induction of everything.

    He felt a strong murderous intention coming from the end of the street, and the target of these murderous intentions was actually him.

    Ziqin frowned slightly. He didn't hate killing. However, at this moment, he didn't like the killing environment. You know, that kind of natural state of mind was not something Ziqin could maintain at this moment, especially  It is more difficult to maintain naturally.

    After a battle with Pang Ban, he escaped from death, merged with Li Ruohai's state of mind, and then used Feng Xinglie to sacrifice all his inner strength to fulfill Li Ruohai's last wish. Only by breaking through the obstacles with Li Ruohai's obsession can he gain true freedom.  , thereby finding the so-called supreme state of mind.

    Every one of these things is both certain and accidental. It can be said that there is a slight deviation in any one of them. For example, when you give up your inner strength, it is absolutely impossible if there is even a little bit of your own purpose and intention.  Keep a peaceful mind, and if you can't completely transform into Li Ruohai when you hand over Tanghulu, it is absolutely impossible to cut off the obsession, and the transformation of the mind can only happen in an instant. If there is only a slight deviation in all of this, it is impossible for Na Ziqin to step out as a master.  peak.

    " If Ziqin can give up everything like an eagle at this moment, maybe he can find the way between heaven and man without using force.

    However, it is a pity that Ziqin can never use force. The mission of Xiaoyao is still there, but Ziqin must cultivate his inner strength. Therefore, Ziqin can only experience this state of mind briefly.

    With a slight sigh, Ziqin drank the wine in one gulp. He finally understood why Yingyuan took half a step but then retreated when he was eighteen years old. If he couldn't find that state of mind, how could anyone really take a step forward?  .

    When Ying Yuan was eighteen years old, his cultivation might have been sufficient, but his state of mind was definitely not enough.

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    Ziqin put down his wine glass and suddenly looked outside. Several handsome and extraordinary figures appeared outside the tavern. They were a hodgepodge of monks, Taoists and seculars.

    "The alliance of eight factions."

    Ziqin shook his head and laughed. He thought of the seeds of the eight major sects in the original work. These people were all elites cultivated by the eight major sects, but their behavior was very regrettable.

    This so-called seed, not to mention Pang Ban, is Feng Xinglie, Qi Changzheng, Han Bai and other younger generation masters, who is not better than them.

    These people may be strong enough, but their mentality is really too weak.

    The state of mind, this is the world of Huang Daxia. If a warrior lacks the state of mind, how can he become a strong man?

    In front of me, a figure swayed, and a shiny bald head was already sitting opposite, but it was a monk with long white eyebrows, about fifty years old.

    Ziqin looked at the monk carefully. Bodhicitta, this is a kind of martial arts that impressed Ziqin very deeply in the original work. It is somewhat similar to the dead wood magic skill in the world of Tianlong. In the early stage, the more you practice, the older you look. However, when you complete it,  After practicing it, you will be rejuvenated and your hair and beard will turn black. Of course, this martial art belongs to Buddhism. It is hard to say whether the blackening will also affect your hair. Moreover, no one has practiced this martial arts to the highest level, so everything is just a guess.  .

    In the original work, Pang Ban found out about the monk's cultivation and left an irreparable flaw in his heart, destroying the Bodhi Garden with words. He may be the only monk in history who can practice the Bodhicitta technique.

    At that time, when I read the original novel, Zi Qin didn¡¯t think that Pang Ban could see through how powerful the monk was. That¡¯s because the so-called masters in countless martial arts novels could see through people who were not as strong as themselves. However, at this moment, Zi Qin looked at the monk sitting opposite.  Only then did he realize the horror of Pang Ban.

    What this monk is practicing is neither internal skills nor moves, but a simple state of mind. Yes, state of mind, Bodhicitta, everything is in one mind.

    This is the true secret of cultivating the state of mind. If you want to see through this kind of secret, the only thing you can rely on is your heart.

    When the monk was sitting opposite, Ziqin could feel the monk shaking without seeing or hearing. It was not the person shaking, but the monk's heart shaking.

    Ziqin could detect this, but Ziqin could not judge how long it would take for the monk to complete his work.

    Suddenly, Ziqin understood that Pang Ban's state of mind was still deeper than his. In the valley, perhaps even if he tried his best, he would never be able to defeat Pang Ban.

    Perhaps, at this moment, he is like a wave of waves in Pang Ban's heart. He is a seed planted by Pang Ban, a seed of hope, and a seed of hope.The seed of hope that opens the way to heaven.

    This thought passed through his mind, but it left no trace at all. At this time, Ziqin was still in that supreme state of mind, but his mind would never be invaded by foreign objects.

    "Monk, look at the flag outside."

    Quietly looking at the monk opposite, just when the other monk was about to speak, Ziqin suddenly pointed at the flag hanging outside the tavern.

    At this time, the breeze was blowing, the flags were slightly curled, Ziqin pointed his finger, and the monk looked over.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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