"This is very good, and all my planning as a master is not in vain."
Feng Zixu didn't show any surprise at all. Instead, he nodded with a smile and said, "Speaking of which, Zhuangming and Sensation are just the beginning of cultivation. The important thing is accumulation. As long as you are willing to practice hard and proceed step by step, no matter your heart or mind, , it’s just a natural result.”
Qi Jingzhi tried hard to calm down the turmoil in his heart, but he couldn't hide the smile on his face: "At the beginning, my disciple only had a broken scripture in his hand, and he felt that he had no way forward. I don't know how much worry he had in his heart, or what he experienced later. In a dream on the pillow, I fought a life-and-death fight with the Saint of the White Immortal Sect in and out of my dream, and then I achieved my heart by accident, but I didn’t expect that this heart-to-heart would come so easily.”
Hearing this, Feng Zixu immediately burst into laughter: "If every step to break through requires a life-and-death struggle, how many monks will be left in this world? As the saying goes, those who are good at fighting have no great achievements. If they cannot control themselves when breaking through, It’s so earth-shattering, it’s probably because of a weak state of mind and insufficient savings.”
"The most important thing in the great destiny lies in understanding and cultivating the body. The accumulation of internal and external training is the key. The heart and bones are just the final threshold. Only by studying the principles down-to-earth, polishing the state of mind, and tempering the body can we have a chance to walk through the door. Go forward and cross over in one fell swoop.”
"The key to the induction state is to eat Xia Qi and accumulate energy for the heart and bones to grow into the heart. The foundation of the heart and bones has been laid, and the rest is nothing more than hard work. The only difference is whether you eat well or not. In fact, if you don't If you care about the quality of your mind, your accumulation before becoming a disciple is enough, otherwise you won't be restless."
"Now that you have made up for the deficiencies in your skills, and received the guidance of a famous teacher, you have straightened out your entire body practice. Aren't you already able to capture just a few things about your mind?"
Hearing Feng Zixu boasting about being a famous teacher, Qi Jingzhi immediately nodded seriously and said from the bottom of his heart: "My disciple has also met several children of aristocratic families of similar age in the past, but everyone is different and has his own way of cultivating himself. This is There is the benefit of being taught by a master. Now that the disciples are under the guidance of the master, there is no need to envy them anymore."
"It's not all due to being a teacher."
This time, Feng Zixu was more modest: "Although you are naturally talented, you have done less than ten years of homework compared to those from aristocratic families. That pillow dream was weird, but it really taught you something. You have lived a different life, refined your mind through the world of mortals, and refined your state of mind through life and death battles, so that you can catch up with your peers."
When Feng Zixu was talking, a group of magical herbs and exotic flowers ran out from under her skirt and slipped back into the flower garden and medicine field silently.
Only one plant refused to leave. Instead, it jumped up and hung on her green feathers, trying hard to hide its roots in the gaps of the green crane feathers.
Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but glance at it, and saw that this spiritual grass was only half the size of a palm. It looked a bit like thatch, with a square rhizome, yellow flowers, and red fruits.
Feng Zixu chuckled lightly, pinched it gently in his hand, and showed it to the young man: "This is Xuncao. Taking it can help you improve your appearance and improve your appearance. Although it is not very beneficial to practice, many wealthy families The women in it all pursue it diligently.”
"Oh, I don't need this as a teacher. I just love its color and keep it for viewing."
After saying that, Feng Zixu raised her hand and threw the grass to a separate flower bed in the distance.
Qi Jingzhi then looked around and saw that the flowerbed was full of grasses.
He quickly withdrew his gaze and nodded fiercely towards Feng Zixu: "Master, of course, there is no need for this."
The master of Xuandu Temple gave his disciple an appreciative look: "Your mental state has just emerged and needs to be consolidated. First, go back to Zhuolong Garden to sit and meditate. After that, you can also study the "Qingyu Secret Scroll", but remember Don’t rush forward, even if you see your own spiritual platform, don’t climb it rashly.”
Qi Jingzhi solemnly agreed, said goodbye to his master immediately, and left the Zixu Pavilion all the way.
In addition to the three palaces at the front, Xuandu Temple also has eight relatively independent areas, each with different functions. Because there are only two masters and disciples in the temple now, there is no need to abide by these rules, so Feng Zixu asked his disciples to choose a suitable place to live outside Zixu Hall.
As for which eight places they are, the old temple master has a poem passed down: "Purple Pavilion Lingxu enters, Xuan Palace traces the water and opens. After the dragon washes the pond, the altar records the crane flying back. The rain is the real person's cave, and the clouds are suspicious of the goddess platform. For Burning sesame seeds and torches will lead, and there will be no fake cinnamon wheels."
Qi Jing’s choice was Zhuolong Garden, ranked third, because of the lush vegetation, freshness and tranquility in the garden. There is also a clear and clear pool called Zhuolong. Whether you sit quietly and introspect, or use the technique of Lu Lu to regulate Yang to promote the movement of "Flying Dragon Calling Lin Pu", it can add three points of help.
Instead of returning to his quiet room in the garden, he went to a bluestone beside Zhuolong Pond as usual, sat cross-legged on it with his eyes closed, reflected on himself, and communicated with himself.
In an instant, Qi Jingzhi transcended the barrier between body and mind, looked at his own heart, and then completely merged into one.
As his thoughts changed, the appearance of the young man who had returned to his original nature suddenly changed and became dazzling again.
A flood of insights emerged in his mind at the same time, and Qi Jingzhi immediately understood all the mysteries of his mind.
The flames in his eyes are naturally the ding of the heart candle, and the moon wheel behind his head is undoubtedly the small bronze mirror.
The collar around the neck is the projection of Ruo Mu Dao Ling and the power of the sun, and the green Qiu around the waist contains the "Secret Technique of Qiu Qi Cheng Yun", "Flying Dragon Summoning Rain Spectrum", "Ten Thousand Valleys Pine Wind" and the technique of Lu Lu to regulate Yang.
The splendid robes on his body are inspired by the "Dancing Crane Picture", and the two colors of green and red are intertwined with the Tao Yun of pine, cypress, wood and heart candle and dinghuo.
The iron wings on the back are the spiritual embryo of the spiritual weapon of the crane's wings, while the crane's shoes on the feet are transformed from the angry-eyed blue-feathered crane, which is also the true foundation of this statue's mind.
As for the young tiger lying at his feet...
Qi Jingzhi lowered his head and carefully looked at the younger brother he recognized, his mood was quite complicated.
It wasn't until this moment that he truly saw the true face of this little guy.
Rather than saying that Qi Huchan is the sword spirit of Niuerjian Dao, it is better to say that it is a reflection of Qi Jingzhi's own spirituality.
Always remember, there will be reverberations.
For more than ten years, he poured his admiration, longing, resentment for his deceased parents, and a certain wish that was destined to be impossible to come true into this short sword. When he killed Chen Er with the sword, he also poured out the long-term accumulation in his heart. The unwillingness, fear and anger are all placed in it.
These thoughts gathered together in one place, and then the blood of Chen Er and the blood of many subsequent demons were used as sacrifices, and the sword spirit of the Niu Er Jian Dao was born.
It can be said that Qi Huchan is a mirror.
Seeing Qi Huchan, Qi Jingzhi saw the weakest and helpless side of himself, as well as the most arrogant and surly side of himself.
Perhaps it was for this reason that the young tiger appeared at his feet at this moment, next to the crane shoes transformed into angry-eyed blue-feathered cranes.
"Eldest brother doesn't like his younger brother?"
The young tiger blinked towards Qi Jingzhi, his big eyes filled with tears and glowing red at the same time: "But what did the younger brother do wrong to make the elder brother unhappy?"
Living in this place of nothingness in his heart, not only Qi Jingzhi had a clear understanding of his own thoughts, but even Qi Huchan, who was close to Helu, could also sense the difference.
Facing the younger brother he recognized, Qi Jingzhi had no need to hide anything.
He stared at the wet and red eyes of the young tiger and said in a solemn tone: "Brother, I'm just thinking, if Liu Muzhi hadn't forced me to write an article on Hidden Edge Technique, what would we be like now?"
When Qi Jingzhi thought about it, if he didn't have the Hidden Edge Technique, or if he had acquired the Hidden Edge Technique but didn't exert great restraint on Qi Huchan, he was afraid that his heart and mind would never be able to achieve such smooth results, and even change under the influence of each other. It is also unknown whether he will become a cruel and murderous murderer.
Just like now, Qi Jingzhi has a vague understanding that as long as he wants, he can continue to feed Qi Huchan with his own selfish thoughts. As long as he can always subdue the tiger, he can always keep his heart clear and untainted.
"Is it possible that Zen Buddhism uses a similar method to tame Zen tigers? Or, is this the true meaning of 'always wipe diligently to avoid dust'?"
Thinking of this, Qi Jingzhi immediately shook his head, and the fire in his eyes suddenly grew stronger, burning out this thought in the blink of an eye.
One light removes a thousand years of darkness!
The young man smiled casually, as long as the candle in his heart stayed lit, he would be able to see a bright world.
Seeing Qi Huchan blinking incomprehensively, the smile on his face became even brighter, with a hint of cunning: "Now that brother has learned the inner candle dinghuo, not only can he have a clear view of his own thoughts, but also what is in your heart." You can figure it out even if you think about it, if you dare not follow the right path in the future, I’ll see if big brother doesn’t beat your ass to pieces!”
Hearing this, the tears accumulated in the cub's eyes immediately disappeared. At that moment, he nodded repeatedly and said with some joy: "Brother understands!"
Qi Jingzhi nodded towards his younger brother, and then his mind changed, and the bright moon behind his head flew in front of him.
In an instant, a mysterious thought was transmitted to the young man's heart: "Heavenly Prison... Lock... Demon... Xuan Jianyou... Wei..."
Qi Jingzhi was bathed in the moonlight mirror, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He couldn't help but frown: "I was told by my master. The predecessor of this mirror is indeed the legendary magic locking mirror." ! It’s a pity that it seems that because he was too severely injured, he was talking to himself and was confused.”
"But since it is the reincarnation of the broken mirror spirit of the Magic Locking Mirror, and it used to appear as a small bronze mirror, why is it now manifested together with my heart, and it looks like a bright moon?"
Qi Jingzhi just had this doubt, and the scene when Mu Yingxian showed him the Nine Heavens Ring and Piano suddenly came to mind.
Under the moonlight, the pretty girl with unparalleled beauty raised her pretty face slightly and said with a proud expression: "As the master of the weapon, I should be able to change the spirit of the weapon. If it doesn't conform to my wishes, how can it be refined? Will it become the most suitable innate weapon for me?"
Thinking of this scene, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but secretly nodded: "Yes, when Miss Mu's companion Qin Ling manifested, it changed from the ancient five-stringed string to the seven-stringed one of later generations. There is also an inscription from "Lingmiao Tianyin" engraved on the Qin. She even engraved the new name "Nine Heavens Ring Pei" with her own hands."
"These changes all come from Miss Mu's will, so the mirror spirit's transformation into the shape of the moon is also based on my will?"
Qi Jingzhi thought for a moment, and many unforgettable images flashed through his mind, as vivid as a knife carving a fire.
He sharpened his sword with anger under the moon. The more he sharpened, the sharper his mind became.
He sat under the moon and looked at the pines and waves. The more he looked at them, the more he could dispel his anger and generate heroic spirit.
He was performing fists and moves under the moonlight, and in a trance, he was like a white crane, floating up to the sky.
He got a sword at the Moon Mother Temple in Xiaosong Mountain, and pulled out a bright moon in his pillow dream. His whole body flew into the sky, illuminating thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and with one sword he killed the giant snake with the human head transformed by the faceless demon king. Cut in half.
He didn't know what the calamity of the gods was, so Deng Fuqing told him that the cool breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains can be heard by the ears and become colors by the eyes. They can be taken without restraint and used inexhaustibly. They are creations. There is no limit to what is hidden.
He heard the true meaning of Mu Ying's fairy song, and the girl said that the ancient sound of three-foot silk tung, the breeze and the bright moon were intimate.
He didn't know what the inheritance of Xianyu Mountain looked like, so Lord Langya recited: A person riding a whale goes to Tianlianshui, and a person riding a crane returns to Yueman Mountain.
Just now, my master told a mysterious anecdote about the moon cultivators.
Just now, he had the thought of "this heart is bright", and finally manifested his mind, and his accompanying weapon spirit also turned into the shape of a moon wheel.
Qi Jingzhi raised his head and carefully looked at the bright moon in front of him. He saw that there seemed to be misty smoke rising inside, and a candlestick, a set of jade chimes and two beads were floating and sinking in it.
If you look closely, you can see a little girl and a little monkey looming next to the candlestick.
Next to the jade chime, the figures of two green boys were erratic.
The translucent bead was surrounded by a gleaming centipede, and the black-red bead was held in the hands of a monster with black fur and long arms.
In addition, a faceless swordsman, a black donkey, a white snake and a dragon's claw have nothing to rely on, drifting in the smoke.
Qi Jingzhi's eyes stopped on the little girl, and he immediately asked in a consultative tone: "Mirror, Mirror, can you release the spirit of Yinsha Corpse?"
"Mirror...mirror?"
Jingling paused for a moment, then stumbled and responded: "One round... flying mirror... who... grinds it? According to the dry... Kun... Yintou... mountains... rivers..."
Although it responded, it did not answer the question. But listening to the meaning of this sentence, it seems that the magic locking mirror in the past had the ability to shine brightly.
Qi Jingzhi shook his head. This mirror usually seemed quite spiritual. It could spontaneously swallow demons, lock their spirits and control their bodies, and even repair itself with moonlight. But in fact, it was just some instinct left over from the previous life. His own intelligence is extremely damaged, and if he wants to release Wan'er, he may not be able to do so in a short time.
He pondered for a moment, and even though he knew that the other party could not understand his words at this time, he still said sternly: "No matter how prominent you were in the past, it is already in the past. In this life, you and I live together, sharing weal and woe. Since I am the master of the vessel, I have received a lot of help from you, and I will definitely try to repair you completely, and even make another body for you."
"Since you have been reborn, you should have a new name. Now that you are spiritually deficient and incorporeal, I am afraid that you will not be able to trap those legendary demon kings. This 'Heavenly Prison Lock Demon' will not be worthy of the name. On the contrary, the name 'Xuanjian Youwei' One, clearly discerning the nature of things and taking advantage of their abilities is truly miraculous. Coupled with the words 'illuminating the universe and sealing the mountains and rivers'..."
"It shines brightly on the heaven and earth, and the light captures the sun and the moon. The mysterious mirror is subtle and can penetrate the smallest details... From now on, I call you the 'Xuanjian of Heaven and Earth'."
(End of chapter)
