"Haha, my daughter can fly——"
The little girl's silver bell-like laughter came from ten thousand meters in the air.
It takes two or three days for ordinary people to walk, but monks can reach it in an instant.
In fact, the old monkey originally planned to put them directly into Qiankun in his sleeves, and then release them after they arrived, which would save a lot of trouble.
As a result, after asking the boy where he lived, the little girl came over to him and hugged his furry legs. Her big black jewel-like eyes sparkled: "Uncle Monkey, you want to fly back with your brother and daughter!"
The old monkey was stunned for a moment and nodded. The little girl's pure and flawless soul made her like it very much.
However, the fat Taoist priest was not so lucky. Although he could also fly, this kind of differential treatment made him a little unhappy.
Why, Master Dao, I'm not worthy, am I? He followed the old monkey angrily.
Approaching the primitive mountain range where the young man was, both the fat Taoist priest and the old monkey were suddenly shocked.
In the vast mountains, an invisible "potential" turned into a field, suppressing the path towards them.
The fat Taoist priest stopped playing around and narrowed his eyes. Although he is not a person who is well versed in this art, he still knows a lot about it. The mountains below seem to be clustered together without any order, but in fact they are arranged artificially. On the surface, the mountains are gathered here, and the stars are holding the moon. , In fact, Wanshan Dragon Vein is trapped and locked here, unable to move.
Under normal circumstances, the dragon veins should emit spiritual energy that nourishes all living things. This place is already teeming with spirits and monsters. However, because the dragon veins are locked and the spiritual energy is blocked, not only the plants, trees, insects, and fish are unable to practice Taoism, but also the Taoist creatures who come here will be suppressed.
He told the old monkey what he was thinking, and the latter agreed. However, who could have such a mastermind? Even the well-informed old monkey said he didn't know.
"I heard that there is a lineage of original heavenly masters in the Northern Territory. They can observe the terrain, lock the dragon veins, focus on the source of the gods, pick up the stars and invite the moon with every move of their hands, and transform the general trend of the world for their own use. It is so majestic. I am afraid that only experts like them dare to make such arrangements."
Nannan sat obediently on the clouds and listened carefully to the exchange between the old monkey and the fat Taoist priest. The young man held his sister's hand and was always careful not to let her fall.
"Let's go down."
The group of people landed directly in front of the small thatched house. The young man thanked him. At the same time, he felt moved in his heart and seized the opportunity to ask about the selection of the Immortal Sect in a few months. The old monkey was thoughtful and thought that it seemed to be related to the general situation of this place.
The old monkey didn't know the specific matters regarding the selection of immortal sects. He just said that in the world of cultivation, different sects, large and small, often go to the mortal world to look for children with good qualifications to train. If the general trend here is related to this, then this power must be quite amazing.
After all, it is just a casual cultivator, and a demon cultivator at that. Its knowledge of how the human cultivation world works is really limited. But in return, it decided to teach the two some basic knowledge about spiritual practice.
The old monkey sat cross-legged in the center of the courtyard, the boy and the girl sat cross-legged beside it, the little squirrel sat cross-legged on the girl's head, and the fat Taoist priest found an excuse to sneak away.
According to him, this place was quite mysterious and suitable for archaeology, so he reluctantly refused to listen to the lectures by the experts and went to join the great archaeological cause.
In the expectant eyes of the boy and his daughter, the old monkey spoke eloquently.
Life is the greatest miracle in the world.
They range from mosquitoes, ants, and fireflies to giant dragons that are hundreds of meters tall. The former are found in every corner of the world, killing them endlessly; the latter proudly stand thousands of meters high in the sky, roaring and shaking thousands of mountains and rivers.
All life contains infinite potential. Even if it is as humble as an ant, after fully exploring its potential, it can fly thousands of meters high in the sky and fight against a giant dragon.
One flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi.
Although all things in the world are born in this world, they themselves are like small worlds.
Continuously exploring your own little world is the process of constantly opening up your own potential.
"Well..." Nannan frowned and struggled to understand. She did not interrupt the old monkey, but she blushed.
The young man looked calm. He was also digesting and absorbing the old monkey's words, but not as hard as Nannan.
"The first step in cultivating Taoism is to open up the sea of suffering." The old monkey said.
"What is the sea of suffering?"
"The road to spiritual practice is long and full of obstacles. Encourage yourself to cultivate and attain enlightenment, so as not to fall into the sea of suffering."
"Even if there are many sufferings in the mortal world, the difficulties encountered on the path of spiritual cultivation are thousands of times more difficult, and one's life is often lost. Only by going through the suffering of opening up the sea of suffering can one be able to clearly lock the Taoist heart and pursue the path of cultivation in the future. road."
"It is also said that the sea of suffering represents the collection of all hardships and temptations in the world. In the process of opening up the sea of suffering, if you cannot withstand the hardships and temptations, you will be rejected by the great road and have no chance of practicing. You can only live in a lifetime. Struggling to survive in this sea of suffering in this mortal world.”
"The sea of suffering is right at your belly button. It is one of the most important small worlds in the human body."
The young man lowered his head and felt nothing.
Seeing this, the old monkey investigated for him:
"Your physique..."
It frowned, aware that the young man's suffering was different from ordinary people, and continued to explore deeply. In the young man's body, a rock-hard sea of suffering hung there. As the old monkey performed his exercises, there was a faint sound of waves. In a trance, the old monkey saw thousands of golden lights and turbulent waves.
It stopped probing and had a rough guess in its mind.
"This physique seems to be an extremely rare physique recorded in the ancient books of the human race. It is similar to Tao and is suitable for practice."
When the young man heard this, he hurriedly asked in detail, wanting to know more about it. The old monkey just shook his head, and he didn't know there were many.
Even so, the young man was still secretly happy. If he became a member of the Immortal Sect, he would be able to take better care of his sister.
The old monkey looked at Nannan again, and after just a little detection, he knew that Nannan's physical condition was extremely poor, even worse than the mortal body. This may be related to the artificial arrangement of this place. If you practice cultivation, it will not be easy.
Hearing this, the young man took Nannan's hand and comforted her: "Don't be sad, Nannan. It would be nice to have my brother here. If my brother becomes an immortal, he can take better care of her."
"Well, Nannan believes in brother."
In the following months, every morning, the boy, the girl and the little squirrel would always face the rising sun and breathe out their vitality. The little squirrel entered the country very quickly. After opening up the sea of suffering, it improved a bit and could fly off the ground. Every day It flew around above the heads of Nannan and the boy, and occasionally went to the forest to pick many large, round fruits and distributed them to the boy and Nannan.
The young man was extremely talented in his practice. After the old monkey's guidance, he became increasingly aware of the existence of the sea of suffering, and could vaguely hear the sound of lightning, thunder, and turbulent waves in his own sea of suffering.
Nannan was the same as before. Although she did not fall behind every time she meditated and breathed out, she did not even touch the shadow of the sea of suffering.
She couldn't help but feel very distressed.
Seeing this, the young man consoled him seriously:
"Nanny doesn't need to work so hard. I heard from Uncle Monkey that when my brother succeeds in his practice, he can also help Nanny open up the sea of suffering. By then, Nanny can fly around like a little squirrel."
The old monkey may have thought that Wanlong's Nest would not give up, so he left in the middle of the journey. Before leaving, he took a silver sheet out of the little squirrel's body and gave it to the boy.
"This thing is a supreme treasure. You can open it when you have achieved success in practice. Just be careful not to reveal this thing to the outside world. It will definitely lead to death."
If the fat Taoist priest were here, he would suddenly realize that it was this thing that protected the young man and his party during the time in Yancheng.
The young man thanked him, said goodbye to the old monkey, and handed the gift to the little squirrel.
Among the several people, it has the highest cultivation level, and it is safest to leave it to it for safekeeping.
Spending time together day and night, they have already regarded the little squirrel as their closest person.
The boy and his daughter still went up the mountain to collect herbs, but there was an extra little squirrel flying around. Every time it would fly back with a big belly, and bring many sweet and sour fruits.
"Little squirrel, you've eaten yourself until you're round and round again. Can you still fly? Let me give you a rub."
The little squirrel was itchy, but because it was too stretched to fly, it had to scratch on the spot and struggle desperately.
The young man laughed.
The sun and the moon change, time flies, and the months pass by gracefully.
This peaceful little mountain village welcomed a group of uninvited guests.
