Various surroundings appeared around the little man, more like a reflection in a water mirror.
The bachelors sitting here can see that under different circumstances, the villain's behavior and life trajectory are different. Even if there are subtle differences, they are obvious differences.
I couldn't help but feel clearer in my heart, knowing Fengchun's intentions.
"The technique of observing the mind of reincarnation taught by my teacher is to create reincarnation, train the mind again and again, observe the mind, and stick to the true self, until the changes in external objects can no longer affect one's own trajectory, the mirror of the heart will be bright, and the true spirit will never be ignorant. "
Pei Xihe used his mind to touch the mark in the sea of consciousness, read all the records, and truly realized the subtlety inside, which was a rare method of observation.
And Fengchun added: "Since we have talked about it here, I will also talk about the difference between 'samsara' and 'reincarnation'."
"Reincarnation will cause your body to be damaged and your soul to die. Of course, if your life span is exhausted, your soul will also become exhausted and decay. If you enter the six realms like this, it is reincarnation in a broad sense."
"As for reincarnation, only cultivators like us in the upper immortal realm have the opportunity to touch it. The upper immortal realm is divided into the three poles of 'human', 'earth' and 'heaven', all of which have touched the true appearance of the great road and ignited a single candle." The light that belongs to oneself is protected by the secret. If you use the secret method and plunge into the six realms with a complete posture, you will be reincarnated."
"The reincarnated person's true spirit remains unchanged. When he finds his true spirit again, he can gradually regain his previous life's magic power and the foundation of the immortal path. It can be said that the journey to immortality is long, and such cultivators are born with extraordinary qualifications."
Pei Xihe had never understood these detailed distinctions, and his heart suddenly moved.
She already knew that it was Ming Linlang who burned himself, transformed into a jade sword, killed the Lord with scarlet eyes, turned the sky, and rescued people from danger.
When Pei Xihe returned to China, he noticed that the remaining aura was extremely deep, and he was afraid that the evil power of those scarlet eyes had surpassed the fairyland, and he was not able to match it.
How could Ming Linlang get such cultivation? Strength beyond the boundaries of China?
Pei Xihe wondered whether he was the reincarnation of the ancient immortal? Is it to regain the magic power of the previous life?
But she felt that this was not the case. After all, she had seen the incarnation of the obsession of the ancient immortal jade in the Eternal Immortal Temple.
If he was really reincarnated, where would his obsession remain? This is the biggest contradiction.
She finally knew the whereabouts of the mutton-fat white jade. When she went to the Holy Demon Realm, she escaped from the Sun and Moon Small Realm and got it for Ming Linlang. Will everything be as expected by Gu Xian?
She sighed in her heart, even though she was now an immortal, she still felt that the surroundings were full of mist.
Perhaps only by standing at the pinnacle of the world like Master Dige and conquering the world invincibly can everything be clear to everyone.
When talking about 'reincarnation' and 'reincarnation', Pei Xihe was filled with emotion, and a name couldn't help but come to mind.
"Tai Shang Wu Zheng."
At this moment, Fengchun Shangxian had finished his lecture, and Pei Xihe also closed his eyes and murmured.
"Even if things are like a dream, who will I be next?"
But I, Pei Xihe, don’t care about the predecessor of the dream or what will happen next. I only know that I must base myself on the present, seize the present, and control the future!
Her mood became clearer, and when she saw that the Great Immortal Fengchun had turned into a breeze and left, she got up from the futon.
The puppet-turned-bracelet on Pei Xihe's wrist shimmered slightly, and he said through the voice.
"Master's listening and teaching has been recorded in the book, and the progress is 1/10000."
Pei Xihe raised her eyebrows slightly, which was why she was on guard against this immortal puppet.
It would be orderly if everything was recorded, but Pei Xihe hated this feeling of being constrained.
She bid farewell to the immortal friends around her, flew out of the palace, and stepped on the wind and clouds.
Suddenly, a figure came towards her from the depths. Pei Xihe's spiritual awareness was sharp and he naturally noticed its trace. He looked back and frowned slightly.
After the figure settled down, Pei Xihe cupped his hands and said, "I wonder if Fellow Daoist He has any advice?"
He Ruofeng laughed and returned the greeting with his hands in hand.
"I've met fellow Taoist Zhao."
"I wonder if fellow Taoist will be free in three days? The six of us came to Taixue together, and among them is the Third Highness of the Daqian Dynasty. Now he is hosting a banquet for five of us, and he has entrusted me to send a message to fellow Taoist."
He seemed to be smiling, but it didn't reach his eyes.
If the He family hadn't been a member of the dynasty, how would he have accepted this commission?
The position of the Young Emperor is uncertain. Who knows what kind of fight these royal heirs will have. The He family has always been neutral, but if Yan Wujin wants something, she can't offend him easily.
Pei Xihe didn't want to go. She was tired of all the complexity. She was about to refuse, but suddenly she remembered that Yan Wujin and Cui Shantan seemed to be rivals, but they seemed to be some kind of personal friends?
"Will all the other fellow Taoists go?"
He Ruofeng's eyes darkened a bit, and he suppressed speculation in his heart, and said with a smile: "Indeed, my Xiaobao will go with me, and Fellow Daoist Cui and Fellow Daoist Du have also agreed."
But seeing that Du Yeqing was so troubled by him that he didn't want to deal with it, he agreed, needless to say.
He Ruofeng was determined not to get involved in such mundane things anymore. After the banquet, he would definitely stay in seclusion for a hundred or two hundred years to avoid the limelight. Of course, he would also have to give his good boy a lesson and remember not to become a pawn.
Pei Xihe looked confused and asked, "Xiaobao?"
He Ruofeng raised his head proudly and replied: "Yes, it is exactly the name I chose for my sweet boy, He Xiaobao. I think it sounds much better than He Shaoci."
Pei Xihe was noncommittal, his golden eyes dimmed, and he said with a smile: "Since all the fellow Taoists are going, how can I soothe your elegance?"
He Ruofeng smiled so hard that he narrowed his eyes and said, "Then I would like to thank fellow Taoist Zhao for the favor. Three days later, we will be on the third floor of Qingyue Building on Kuang Heng Peak of Taixue."
Pei Xihe nodded, then stopped talking, relied on the wind to control the wind, pinched the magic formula, and returned towards Xuandou Mountain.
He Ruofeng looked at her leaving figure, his face gradually changed, and he thought that this year's bachelor's degree was really lively.
Pei Xihe's strength had already been demonstrated before his eyes, and he received information later that this woman had ascended to the lower world, but she had a profound background and was really full of mystery.
And Du Yeqing, who is even more suspected of being a powerful reincarnation, may not be as good as this Zhao Fuxi.
He shook his head, but his expression was calm.
Today's princes and daughters are all ambitious and intend to compete for the position of the young emperor. However, the world is disturbing their hearts. Who can be sure whether they are stuck in the mud and unable to recover, or whether they will break through the obstacles and realize the way of the emperor?
Fortunately, the He family has deep roots and a long history of inheritance. Although serving the dragon is important, it is not necessary. Therefore, he can watch the battle from a distance and stand upright.
…
Pei Xihe returned to his cave and sat cross-legged on the futon on the bed.
She was born with intelligence and could not be more sensitive to external changes. In fact, when she first entered Imperial College that day, when she was in the palace, she noticed that the old man holding a bamboo stick and the old woman in gray glanced at her silently.
Pei Xihe knew that there was no malicious intention in that kind of inspection, it was more like wanting to explore something, which was obviously different from the other Immortal Academic Officers.
For some reason, she intuitively felt something related to the master who ascended early, and she couldn't help but want to know the origin of the scar on Cui Shantan's face.
