(1)

Feng Yin stepped into the room, and two heads popped out from the door in horror. Seeing that it was Feng Yin, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly retracted.

The wind in the air became louder.

Wuwuwu, the blowing gets stronger and stronger.

Later, it was like the wind blowing through the forest and the mountains roaring in unison.

The voice of the woman in white, Qing Yue, was somewhat angry, and came from afar: "Zi Emperor, you have crossed the line. This is Qing Ming's territory. As a Yan person, what qualifications do you have to interfere in Qin's affairs!"

"I live in seclusion in Qin, but what does it have to do with you Yan people?!"

The Purple Emperor's majestic voice was like thunder, saying: "Everyone in the world is in charge of the affairs of the world. It is unreasonable for demons to hide in the world. It is also contrary to the agreement between the emperor and the emperor; anyone can control it!"

The woman sneered and said: "That sounds righteous, but if it weren't for the fact that Da Qi in southern Xinjiang is at war with Da Qin, would you, the Purple Emperor, really dare to go deep alone, without fear of being unable to come back?"

The Purple Emperor laughed loudly: "Why don't you dare? What can Qing Ming do to me? Since Your Majesty has been hiding from the world for two hundred years, why is he in such a hurry... How about you and I staying here to linger for a while? How about we get drunk?"

"

While he was talking, there was a sudden loud bang and roar.

Immediately after the hurricane passed by, countless treetops suddenly flew away from the sky above the wind mark.

Feng Yin rolled his eyes and raised his head, staring blankly at the night sky above his head. The stars were blinking at him indifferently.

Where is the big roof I had just now?

——The roof actually flew away with a whoosh just now...

Level 0 smoke plumes soared into the sky...Level 3 leaves moved and red flags were displayed...Level 8 winds blew branches off, Level 9 roofs flew with tiles...

Oh shit!

Feng Yin took a breath, the battle between the two at high altitude actually caused the wind here to be at least level 9!

A shivering sound came from the house next to it, like two extremely frightened old sows hugging each other and constantly sifting chaff...

There was a turbulent sound similar to the collapse of a mountain in the distance.

Obviously, the two of them hit the right note.

In one move, the ground was shattered and the mountains were shattered, leaving everything devastated.

The sounds of fighting were intermittent, some were clear and some were very blurry.

With a snap, a large bird weighing several dozen kilograms was knocked down by the aftermath of the battle. It fell headlong in front of Feng Yin, and its neck was broken directly.

"I am Cao!"

Feng Yin's scalp was numb.

It’s impossible without a roof. This thing actually rushed into his room and committed suicide in front of him!

Is this because I haven’t eaten meat all year round and even the heavens can’t stand it?

As the heaven and earth shook, the majestic voice sounded again, and the Purple Emperor said: "Your Majesty's cultivation seems to have declined a lot. Zi is inexplicably surprised. The opportunity to have a drink with His Majesty is not small!"

The Qingyue voice of the woman in white said: "Zi Emperor, I have written down your invitation today. When he goes to meet me for the appointment, I hope you, Dayan, can bear my return gift!"

The sound is getting farther and farther away, and the aftertaste is hundreds of miles away.

The Purple Emperor laughed loudly: "Today is the day, why wait for the next day? I am having a great time drinking today, why should Your Majesty spoil the mood and drink wine together to enjoy grudges and grudges? It should be at this time. Your Majesty, please leave. I will come.

also!"

A cold snort came from an unknown distance away.

The hurricane roared, and the Purple Emperor was obviously in hot pursuit.

Due to the actions of these two men, all the big and small trees in the whole town collectively bowed down to pay tribute, and branches kept snapping and breaking; on countless roofs, tiles were lifted one by one, and the roofs flew away with a 'whoosh'...

Several of the old houses that were in disrepair collapsed, causing smoke and dust to rise, and then were blown away by the powerful hurricane.

The howling of the wind continued, but the voices of the purple emperor and the woman in white could no longer be heard.

The dark night returned to silence.

The whole town fell into silence again, and no one dared to complain about the damage to their houses or the shock they received during the night.

Human life is like an ant in the battle between such strong men.

Not worth mentioning.

These are troubled times. I would rather be a dog in a prosperous age than a person in troubled times. This is more than just talk!

Feng Yin sat on the ground with his legs spread apart and remained motionless for a long time. He still felt his heart beating wildly, his head was dizzy, and white light flashed in front of his eyes, which was colorful and wandering.

After a long, long time, I felt that the roar in my ears finally disappeared, but it was still dull and uncomfortable.

I opened my mouth vigorously and swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva. I seemed to hear an "empty" sound from my eardrums returning to their original positions, and my feeling gradually recovered.

"This is too... too scary..."

Feng Yin took a breath: Is this the pinnacle monk in this world?

Such a move would be an earth-shattering, earth-shattering power impact...

When he thought about his shallow cultivation, Feng Yin felt more and more that he... was too weak.

"You still need to continue to develop with your tail between your legs in an obscene manner..."

"I'm counting on you..."

Feng Yin touched an empty rope around his neck.

Then look up at the bedroom that now has a panoramic skylight...

In the room on the other side, brothers Xu Laosan and Xu Laosi got their heads and upper bodies under the bed, and their two big buttocks were trembling outside...

…

(2)

Just as Feng Yin's divine consciousness entered the sea of ​​consciousness, he suddenly felt a person appear faintly.

See it with your eyes.

I saw a Taoist in green, standing high in the air with his hands behind his back, looking at him deeply.

Feng Yin only felt a shock in his heart, and was instantly lost in the boundless starry sky...

Leaning slightly, the Taoist smiled slightly and turned into starlight and disappeared.

A word, leisurely, as if it came from millions of years ago, vague and indistinct.

"When you are in the sky, please strike out for me!"

Feng Yin felt dazed for a while, and the pages of the Spiritual Transformation Sutra in his mind had begun to turn automatically.

"Hua Ling Jing".

"...All things are born, and all living beings are equal; there is a way to achieve immortality; some are noble, some are humble; nature is clear, but the road is unfair; practice my method, and enlighten all souls; in all kinds of sinking, there is a thread of eternal life...

…”

Feng Yinzai carefully looked at the general outline of the opening chapter of "Hua Ling Jing", and felt a vague feeling in his heart.

"Enlighten that all things are alive? Give all things a chance of eternal life? Are they the same as humans? Are all living beings equal?"

"...I seem to understand a little bit."

Feng Yin thought for a long time.

"I don't know which of the seniors learned this creation technique, but it is so miraculous. The main purpose of this Spirit Transformation Sutra seems to be that all living beings are equal, and all living beings have the opportunity to attain enlightenment, and all have the path to become immortals...

…This seems a bit like Buddhist theory?”

Read on.

"...Every flower and leaf has the appearance of ascending to heaven; every plant and tree has the destiny of becoming a saint; mountains and rivers have their own wisdom, and animals are not ruthless; since they are living beings in the world, there is no such thing as high or low; they are all created by nature.

Son, how can we differentiate between high and low?"

"I would like to intercept the thread of creation and enlighten all the spirits in the world; I will never lose my heart of the Dao, and gather all my spirits to become the Dao."

"The Sutra of Transforming Spirits, the Beginning of the Great Way."

"..."

When I open the Hualing Sutra, the first thing that comes to mind is this passage.

It seems that the founder of this exercise is explaining his own point of view.

Fengyin feels that he has a good understanding of literature, and there is nothing difficult for him to understand these expressions.

Only the last sentence puzzled him for a while.

"You can only exist if you have nothing, and you can only know the great if you have the small. I can only reach the seventh level of the Nine Levels of Transformation of Spirits. The Dharma is transmitted from my place, and the road is at your feet..."

This passage seems a bit confusing.

"Looking at the meaning of this passage, it should be that the founder of the technique only created the first seven levels of the technique, but he did not create the later ones?"
To be continued...