"Why is this?"
"Although I don't understand a few words in what Sect Master Cao said, I can still understand the original meaning. This method is both good and bad. The good thing is that it cuts off a lot of life experience and can make the master's consciousness We can take a breather, but the bad thing is that we can't be sure whether what is broken is the reincarnation body of Master or the reincarnation body of Qiandi."
Cao An patted the gourd on his waist, "I wonder if you, Taoist Pei, have heard a story?"
"All ears!"
"Speaking of which, there is an official who is escorting a prisoner to Beijing. The prisoner is a monk. The journey is very long. After the official wakes up every morning, he has to count a few things around him. The first thing is the baggage. He and the monk's money, cold clothes They are all inside; the second thing is the official document, and the mission can only be completed when this official document is delivered to the capital; the third thing is the escorting monk; and the fourth thing is myself."
"Every day when the official gets up in the morning, they have to take inventory. The baggage is there, the official documents are there, the monk is there, and I am there, and then they start to set off on the road. Day after day, they are often the only two walking on the remote roads, and they inevitably chat a few times. sentence. As time goes by, we take care of each other, and the relationship becomes more and more like friends."
"Suddenly one day, it was windy and rainy, hungry and cold. After a day's journey, the two of them stayed in a dilapidated temple. The monk said to the official, there is a market not far away. I will go get you some wine. Have a good rest today. After a while. The official was relaxed, so he opened the shackles of the monk and let him go."
"The monk came back from drinking and bought a lot of vegetables. The official was very drunk and fell asleep. When the monk saw it, the opportunity finally came. He took out the razor he just bought from his arms and shaved the official's head. . Then, he took off the official's clothes, put them on himself, wrapped his monk's robe around the official, and escaped overnight."
"Gongzhu was completely unaware of all that had happened, and slept until midnight the next day. After waking up, he stretched himself comfortably, prepared to count his things, and continued on his way. When he touched the baggage at hand, it was there; Look at the official documents, they are there; look for the monk, but he can’t be found. Look inside the temple, look outside the temple, but you can’t find him anywhere.”
"The official scratched his scalp and thought: Where did the monk go? He suddenly realized that his head was bare! When he lowered his head and looked again, he was wearing a monk's robe. He suddenly realized that the monk was there!"
"The first three things are there, and the fourth thing is to find myself. The official is looking around in the temple again, but he can't find me. He is puzzled. The monk is still there, where did I go?"
Pei Hongyun smiled and said, "It's a very interesting story. The businessman was here, but the monk ran away."
Cao An's eyes flashed with brilliance, "Yes, the monk ran away. The official is here. Aren't you also there? Taoist Pei, aren't you awake yet?"
For some reason, Pei Hongyun was stunned when he saw Cao An's eyes. He felt that the world had suddenly changed. He was no longer in the Immortality View. What appeared in front of him was the small village at the foot of the mountain. It was a slightly dilapidated thatched hut, and he was no longer a great disciple of the Immortality View.
But a village man who has just welcomed the wedding ceremony of his life. On the old bed, there is a big red curtain bought today, with happy words hanging up and down, and a newly sewn quilt. The girl is dressed in red, wearing Sitting on the bed, with a fiery red hijab on his head, his fingers were intertwined and twisted.
"Lady!"
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One reincarnation, one identity, one life, one male or one female, but there is nothing about Cao An in it. Strange but familiar names appeared in Pei Hongyun's consciousness one by one. He saw that he had experienced all kinds of life, from From birth to death, it seemed that no matter how many lives I went through, I could never get out of this small village at the foot of the mountain.
In his life, his only knowledge of the world outside the village was the rumors he heard in the town. It was said that there were rivers and lakes outside, and there were masters flying into the sky and escaping from the earth, capturing monsters and subjugating them, and they were so high-spirited that sometimes, he wanted to go outside. He wanted to take a walk, but he didn't dare. As long as he could remember, someone had told him.
The outside world is not safe. Behind those wonderful rivers and lakes, there are more bloody lives. As long as he is in the village, he can live peacefully. The more he looked at it, the more irritated he became with himself like this, and the more he wanted to break it, but he could do nothing but experience this boring life over and over again.
Finally, this time, there was a change in his vision. His birthplace was no longer a small village at the foot of the mountain, but a sea of clouds. Stripes of orange-red light dyed most of the sea of clouds. As his eyes followed it, that It was the rising sun, with golden rays of light falling on it. He suddenly remembered that this was a mountain.
It was the view of immortality. He had gone here to offer incense in previous lives, so he had seen similar scenery here. However, it seemed that at that time, no matter how many times he saw it, no matter how he looked at it, it was not as good as now. I have never found it amazing, never found it beautiful, and never felt that it shocked my mind as much as it does now.
It was a kind of creepy feeling that seemed to suffocate oneself! !
A familiar voice came from behind, "Master, you have been watching here for several days."
He turned around and suddenly found that the face of the person behind him was also extremely familiar, "Hongyun, you are here. I have been feeling something lately, and I may need to stay in seclusion for some time. You are the eldest disciple and one of them." If you have the highest level of cultivation, during the period of retreat as a teacher, you will have to take care of everything in the temple."
'He' said it carefully, but the person opposite didn't take it to heart. 'He' also knew the reason very well. He had gone into retreat many times. As a big disciple, he probably thought that this time, it was still like It's just the same as usual. It's just ordinary to meditate on the techniques and accumulate strength.
But only he knows that this retreat is no small matter. 'He' hasn't had this feeling for a long time. For the time being, he doesn't know what it means, but he knows that it shouldn't be a good thing.
"The teacher will light a long-lasting lamp in the hall. Please remember, if the color of the lamp..."
The disciple's face was still a little surprised. This was the first time that his master spoke so solemnly about the matter of seclusion and repeatedly explained the details. Although he didn't know why, he still felt the sense of solemnity and carefully recorded it. After leaving everything behind, he turned around and left, looking at the sea of clouds for I don't remember how many days.
I just felt that every time I looked at it, it brought a different shock. Then, one morning, I resolutely withdrew my gaze, turned around, walked through the three-layered palace, came to the last and highest hall, and closed the hall. door, sit cross-legged.
"The monk is here, where have I been? I am here!! I am..."
