After waving his hand to let the man in black robe leave, Meng Qi turned his eyes out the window, looking at the newborn sun, the gorgeous morning glow, which seemed to be in sensation. After a few breaths, he turned his head to look at the empty door, listened to the bustling morning, and quietly breathed after realizing everything, as if he had experienced a fierce battle.

"It's really not easy," he sighed to himself.

The lineage of Medicine Buddha takes the original vows and merits as the root and mainly practices the body of reward. Moonlight Bodhisattva is no exception. His words and deeds must be in line with his own great wishes, so as to be closer to the corresponding great principles, and become more and more consistent until they are perfect. In this process, once there is a violation, he will immediately lose his "reward" and fall.

Therefore, it is obvious that protecting yourself and repaying cause and effect can be done by Moonlight Bodhisattva. There is no problem. As part of the great law, it can directly interfere with ordinary things, joys and sorrows, and help yourself deal with men in black robe.

Therefore, Meng Qi was worried that the man in black robe would not be able to control the man in black robe. He dealt with other passengers on the ship. He was not sure whether Moonlight Bodhisattva would take action to stop him without large-scale killing. He had to use his ability to deceive, combined with his past experience and some insights after losing his martial arts power, dragged the man in black robe all night, eliminating all kinds of man in his heart. At the same time, he used the requirements of Wuwang's pupil to bind the other party in half-real and half-bluffing.

For half a night, he seemed to be a paranormal, talking about what is external and what is the true self. He is free and easy and deep, but in fact he is exhausted and worried step by step, for fear that what he said will not attract the man in black robe, and for worrying too much that it will lead to a rebound.

Without fists and feet, without swords, the chat that night was not like a fierce battle, but indeed, although the other party may not feel it.

"Luckily I still have a mouth." Meng Qi touched his temples, making a little self-deprecating and a little complacent.

In the college dormitory, I was addicted to martial arts fantasy novels and was still the one among my roommates who was best at engaging in the atmosphere, chatting, gossip and spoofing, and ruining them one after another. They joked that there was only one mouth left on their body, and told myself very sincerely that Confucius became a saint in ancient times and was respected by Confucius. Now he had a mouth and a king, so he should be a "mouth".

Sure enough, without the strength of martial arts, you have to change your attitude and thinking and method to deal with things.

After this night, Meng Qi had a deeper understanding of the external model.

It is not that the strength of martial arts covers my eyes. It is that the experience habits, inherent cognition, instinctive judgments formed after relying on the strength of martial arts, and other experiences that interfere with their minds. They are very correct in some cases, but if you believe them completely and follow them, you will inevitably be conservative and "stubborn". Sooner or later, you will encounter a threshold without knowing it, and from then on.

Because of this, "killing me to see me" is not to give up "I", nor to give up the strength of martial arts. Instead, to see through this limitation and to see through the law that cannot be followed.

Once you break through and see your true self, you can completely master the strength of martial arts, control it instead of being controlled by it. It is like building a ship (martial arts) across the sea (sea of ​​bitterness), but when you reach the other side, you hold the ship (martial arts) and don’t let go, then put the cart before the horse, and the means and the purpose are confused.

This kind of thing cannot be seen through just by saying it is to be seen through. Almost internalized into instinctive experience, cognition and habits always play an unknowingly, moistening things silently, and it is difficult for one to detect the difference, even if there are corresponding thoughts in his mind, it cannot be seen through. After all, "the person in charge is confused" and it takes a long time to examine it a little bit before it can be seen through, which is enough to be called a major problem on the road of martial arts.

In this case, Meng Qicai accepted Qi Zhengyan's suggestion. By "giving up the strength of martial arts", the contradiction between these experiences, cognitions, habits and reality directly surfaced. Even though it was intense, it was indeed quite obvious, allowing a soul that had been "stubborn" after years of practice to experience it at all times.

After pondering for a while, Meng Qi's stomach gushed, shook his head and laughed. He left the cabin and headed to the lobby of the building. On the way, he saw many passengers holding the identifiers of the world, chatting with his family, comforting the pain of longing, or sliding his fingers, changing light and shadow in his eyes, browsing the news and posts of interest.

The same silence of moistening things, the universal identifiers of all worlds change the life pattern of the real world.

"Xiao Meng, where are you all worlds? Haven't you seen it use it these days?" After spending many days together, Huang Chang, who planned to join Mo Palace, was very familiar with Meng Qi. While greeting him, he asked the questions he wanted to ask but forgot.

Without the universal identifier, how can you exchange numbers with each other and become a communication friend?

Meng Qi said aloof: "I was stolen on Sanxiao Island and only appeared after leaving the sea."

Huang Chang took out another Wanjie Identifier from his arms and handed it over: "This is what I used before, and it has fewer functions. You can just use it first. Contact your family quickly to avoid worrying."

"Okay!" A glimmer flashed in Meng Qi's eyes, and he accepted Huang Chang's kindness without hesitation.

With the universal identifier of the Wanjie, you can contact the six masters, Zhiwei, Daqinggen and others, and you can go directly to Yuxu Palace without having to travel long distances or get tired of boats.

However, does it take less experience and insight to go directly to Yuxu Palace?

Forget it, contact us, chat and gossip, and grasp the current situation.

As his thoughts turned, Meng Qi opened the Wanjie Password, and then planned to enter the corresponding number to contact Jiang Zhiwei and the others.

At this moment, his movements suddenly paused because he found that he could not remember Jiang Zhiwei's number!

After the Dharma body, the soul and the ** are merged, and the true spirit emerges. It is definitely not a false statement when you see it. As the realm improves, you can still bear all the complicated information in a universe in the future, which is incomparable to mortals. Therefore, in the past, Meng Qi did not have any effort to remember the universal code of the teacher's friend's All Worlds, because it was firmly imprinted in his heart at a glance. Now that the strength of martial arts has lost and has returned to ordinary people, how can he have this ability to withstand information and this memory?

There is a vague impression, deep in the sea of ​​my heart, but it is difficult to see clearly. Meng Qi thought hard and frowned, like an amnesia patient. Many of his past experiences and many accumulated knowledge seem to have sunk into the bottom of the sea, faintly and indistinguishable, and all he can remember is only a small part of the floating surface.

It turns out that even memory and knowledge depend partly on martial arts strength

If I hadn't taken the longevity pill myself, I'd probably be old and dead now.

The influence of martial arts internalized into instinct emerged, and Meng Qi felt sweating profusely. Even if he gave up his strength, he could not detect the problem so easily.

If you don’t give up, you will be bound to rely on time.

Surprised and afraid, gained something, Meng Qi put away the universal identifier given by Huang Chang and smiled and said, "No one answered for the time being, let's use breakfast first."

Huang Chang did not doubt that he was there, and both walked into the lobby of the building and found a seat to sit down.

While chatting about various anecdotes in the world, Meng Qi continued to think about the questions he had just said.

Even memory and knowledge depend partly on martial arts strength. Have my current attitude, thinking and methods completely got rid of its influence?

The cognition and experience brought by martial arts strength is restrained. Are the knowledge of the earth and the cognition and experience cultivated by past memories also restrained? What is the essence of my reconstructed thinking model and the thinking model brought by martial arts strength?

After a brief silence, Meng Qi answered himself in his heart:

It's restrained! No difference!

The reason for giving up martial arts is that it is the greatest dependence, so that you can see more things clearly, not others or externally!

Experiences and thinking methods from martial arts strength will be limited, and it is difficult to "see" the true self in full, knowledge from the earth, experiences and thinking methods from past memories will also be limited, and it is also difficult to "see" the true self in full. To be precise, due to the limitations of being still in the acquired world. Killing everything is equivalent to death, unable to think or understand, so no matter which method or experience is limited, it is impossible to "see" the true self in full, and can only see one side, each with its same and different, just like a blind man touching an elephant, each with his own gains and covers. But it is not true.

If you understand these similarities and differences, you will know that all appearances are not appearances, and you will see the Tathagata.

What is the Tathagata?

At this point, you can prove your own legend by seeing your true self!

It is precisely because of this that the Buddha's legend has the least legend with the suffix of "Tathagata"!

This moment of cognition made Meng Qi happy both physically and mentally. It was not an epiphany, but a real experience of the legendary path and what to realize after giving up his martial arts power. What to do? He was a little confused before and could only try it continuously. Now he really knew how to work hard and examine himself.

With this heart, Meng Qi couldn't help but smile. The girl at the table next to him muttered, "Uncle seems to have shined suddenly."

"That's right, it seems like a candle was lit at night." The little boy echoed.

You are less infected with acquired conditions. Although you have less knowledge and wisdom, you can see some things that are difficult for adults to see.

Meng Qi glanced at them and said with a smile: "Uncle is like glass, and his body is clear inside and outside."

"Uncle is so awesome!" The twins had no doubts at all.

At this moment, someone by the window exclaimed and blurted out:

"Ancient Fusang Tree?"

This sea road is completely different from the sea area where the Fusang ancient trees are located, and is a distance of 108,000 miles away. How could you see the Fusang ancient trees? Meng Qi calmed down and looked out the window. He saw towering trees on the line of the sea and sky, with leaves like mulberry trees, like fire, and a burning, bloody and ancient illusory feeling.

What a Fusom tree?

A warrior took out the astrological chart, speculated for a moment, and said in confusion: "The sea route is right, why did Fusang ancient tree come here?"

Meng Qi was about to go to the Universal World to seek help when he suddenly remembered the voice of Moonlight Bodhisattva: "The phantom of Fusang trees can be seen in the seven seas, and people from the Luo Sect are appearing near it."

"Luo Sect?" Meng Qi frowned. The ancient Fusang tree was related to the Eastern Emperor Taiyi. What did the Luo Sect want to do?

Then he begged, "Please pay attention to one or two."

There was a lot of discussion in the lobby of the building, some people took photos, some people posted, and some people broadcast live. Huang Chang watched it for a while and was satisfied. The new friend Xiao Meng was thinking hard, with a serious expression.

"What are you thinking?" he asked casually.

Meng Qi said seriously:

"I am thinking about what the Luo Cult has planned, I am worried about how much they colluded with the demon clan, and I am considering the general trend of the world, and deducing how our human clan should deal with it."

Huang Chang looked at him blankly, not knowing how to go on, everyone next to him looked confused.

Is this something you need to consider? Is it useful for you to consider?

Could it be a member of the famous "virtual political affairs hall" in the world of all worlds? He is in an ordinary state, worrying about the country and the people, and his words are all about military and national affairs.

Suddenly, the voice of Moonlight Bodhisattva came to Meng Qi's ears again:

"The ancient Fusang tree has the aura of the legendary Luo Sect. It seems that it was found there based on the guidance of the Golden Emperor and the clues left by the previous saint."

Xiaosang? Meng Qi suddenly stood up. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!