It’s spring again.
A month later, Chen Ping, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes and exhaled.
'Finally the ninth level of Dzogchen has been achieved. ,
After you feel that little insight, you can build the foundation. ,
'Let's continue to retreat during this time. ,
'...,
One month later.
Chen Ping sat under the eaves of the inner courtyard, holding a bowl of steaming spiritual tea and taking a sip, admiring the dripping spring rain hitting the green spiritual plants.
"Try it. I just bought a fruit from the market. It's quite delicious." Yu Lingchun came over with a bowl of fruit.
Then he moved a chair and sat down next to Chen Ping to eat fruits.
Chen Ping picked up one and ate it slowly.
"I went out today and met Sister Mo Xuebi. She said that Fellow Daoist Lu has returned. She is not seriously injured, but has suffered a lot of physical pain." Yu Lingchun said.
Chen Ping was stunned for a moment:
"Did you tell me what the reason was?"
"Sister Mo didn't mention it, she just said it was fine." Yu Lingchun shook her head: "It's an innocent disaster. Poor sister Mo is worried and scared every day."
Chen Ping smiled:
"We, monks, have been pursuing the truth all our lives. Who can always go smoothly? It is normal to have a little hardship, and no one can avoid it."
"I'll go see him later."
Also, take the opportunity to understand the whole story of the incident, so as not to step on any surprises yourself.
After sitting for a while, he went out to visit Lu Zhengzhong and Mo Xuebi.
Both are at home.
Lu Zhengzhong was lying on the wooden bed. When he saw Chen Ping coming to visit, he forcibly sat up and complained for a while.
It turned out that a disciple of the Tang family was killed, and someone saw that it was Lu Zhengzhong who was responsible. After a long investigation, the Yun family finally confirmed from clues that someone pretended to be Lu Zhengzhong and committed the murder.
Only then could he be freed from guilt.
As for who is impersonating, it is not yet known.
"The other party accidentally left clues, which is a blessing in disguise. Otherwise, I would have been offended." Chen Ping sighed.
"Yeah. Hey, my luck is really unlucky. I don't know who I offended. Fellow Daoist Chen, please don't tell anyone about this, so as not to lose face." Lu Zhengzhong sighed.
Chen Ping found it funny that he was worried about being embarrassed even though he was like this.
"By the way, your neighbor to the east of the house, Daoist Dai, is back. Have you seen him?" Lu Zhengzhong chatted casually.
"No. What does this fellow Taoist Dai do? I've moved here for nearly a year and I haven't seen him once." Chen Ping couldn't help but be a little curious.
This is a high-end house, and it costs 12 low-grade spiritual stones a month.
You have to pay even if you don't live there.
Really rich.
"Don't you know, Fellow Daoist Chen? He went to Lingxiao Sect to build the foundation before. Alas, it's a pity that he didn't succeed. At Daoyou Dao Dai's age, if he didn't succeed this time, I'm afraid he will never have another chance. It's not easy. When he came back, he looked like I have aged dozens of years all of a sudden." Lu Zhengzhong shook his head with emotion.
So that’s it.
After experiencing the last foundation-building sermon, Chen Ping knew very well that taking the step of foundation-building would mean life or death, with several endings:
1. Successful foundation building.
Become a true immortal cultivator. From then on, the world suddenly became brighter.
2. Failure to build the foundation will lead to a new fall.
Starting over again, this road is usually difficult and will only get harder.
The success rate of foundation building is getting lower and lower.
3. If you are not careful, you will die.
This is also the worst ending
One and three are both low probabilities, and two is the final destination for most Qi practitioners who attack foundation building.
But for Qi practitioners who aim to build the foundation, doesn't "two" mean death in a different sense?
This fellow Daoist Dai is obviously 'Er.
...
Eight months later.
In the vast sea.
Chen Ping sank into the cold sea, his body kept sinking, and the surroundings were dark.
He tried hard to swim to the surface, but the cold water made his hands and feet stiff and his movements clumsy. The harder he tried, the more futile he became.
The huge water pressure made him breathless.
In despair, he looked up and found only a faint light on the high water.
The light seemed to be guiding the direction of his efforts.
Chen Ping suddenly woke up and tried his best to swim upstream without daring to pause.
The further up you go, the brighter the light becomes.
It is also becoming easier to swim.
It was as if I was flying in the sky instead of in the vast ocean.
Soon, soon.
finally.
"Pfft."
Chen Ping searched for the light and finally rushed out of the sea, spitting out a mouthful of sea water and breathing the freshest air.
Outside the sea, the sky is gorgeous, the island is green, and groups of beautiful fish swim around the body, seeming to cheer for themselves.
He felt that his body was extremely light, floating out of the water and into the air.
Everything is silent, and one can see a thousand miles away without any obstacles.
Chen Ping slowly opened his eyes.
Familiar walls, familiar wooden bed, familiar desk, familiar wife...
Obviously, I have been meditating in my bedroom.
'finally! ,
'Little enlightenment! ! ! ,
Chen Ping smiled happily.
In the past half year, he started from the smallest understanding, experienced that feeling over and over again, and constantly improved his proficiency.
Finally, at this moment, the clouds finally cleared up.
I saw half a wider world.
'You can prepare to build the foundation. ,
Chen Ping smiled proudly, stood up and took a sip of water. He walked outside and suddenly found a person standing at the door of his outer courtyard.
This person has a childlike face and white hair, with the face of a several-year-old child.
I don’t know him, but he suddenly appears here.
Chen Ping tensed up subconsciously, silently kneaded the secrets in his hands, narrowed his eyes and said:
"Fellow Taoist, you are here. It seems that you have something to do with this monk?"
"What? Can't you come to see Fellow Daoist Chen if you have nothing to do?" The child-faced and crane-haired old man chuckled: "Congratulations, I haven't seen you for a year, but Fellow Daoist Chen has actually gained some insights."
Chen Ping's pupils shrank:
"Fellow Taoist, do you recognize me?"
"Old man Yun Wenting, do you think you recognize him?" Yun Wenting laughed and said, "Well, I can recognize Daoist Fellow Chen in any of his disguises, but I can't recognize him in my disguise. Yes, that's right."
Chen Ping:......
Are you doing this with me in the late stage of foundation building?
Is it interesting to compare with me?
But, how does this guy know my little thoughts?
"Fellow Taoist said it is true? How do you prove it to yourself?" Chen Ping did not let down his guard.
Yun Wenting laughed:
"...Chen Ao?"
Chen Ping:......
"It's really City Master Yun, please come in quickly. Why has City Master Yun changed his appearance like this?" He said calmly while welcoming City Master Yun into the house.
"If Fellow Daoist Chen hadn't said that he didn't want to act in a high profile, why would I have to disguise myself in my own city?" Yun Wenting snorted.
Chen Ping was speechless. Is this the reason why you turned into a child?
But the other party is the city lord, so he can do whatever he wants.
I can't control myself.
After entering the house, Yun Wenting rubbed his face for a while and regained his true appearance.
The two chatted for a while, and Chen Ping said:
"City Lord Yun is here because you have something to do with me?"
(End of chapter)
