The news of my mother's death came suddenly.
Although I had known that this day would eventually come, I still felt unexpected when things were placed in front of me.
During the years when I served as the guardian of the Tibetan Affairs Office, I went home several times to visit my relatives. I wanted to persuade my mother to go to Zhoudu with me, but my mother said that she had lived in Xiangyi for too long and the people were familiar to her, so she was unwilling to move far away.
The sun and the moon fly by, and time flies by.
It has been thirty years in the blink of an eye.
Standing in front of my mother's grave, I suddenly thought of the spiritual king who had been dead for many years.
King Ling has been on the throne for twenty-seven years with no merits and demerits, and he can barely be regarded as a steadfast king. But I know better than others that he is not for the country, but for our human race.
Nowadays, all the princes in the world stand side by side. How many of them are of mixed race? How many of them are purebloods?
But there are very few human beings in power.
Over the years, I have not given up my research on Qi, but in the end I still found nothing.
Even without Confucius' participation, I can't even confirm whether "Qi" exists.
I began to doubt myself and whether "Qi" existed.
Until the death of the Spirit King, I was unable to understand the essence of "Qi", nor did I create a method that would allow humans to perceive "Qi" and use "Qi".
In the twenty-seventh year, until the Spirit King slept forever, he saw no hope of the rise of the human race.
I broke my promise and failed to keep my agreement with the king.
But I did not give up, but regrouped and once again devoted myself to the study of "Qi".
I did live up to the king's entrustment, but humans cannot always live under the bloodline, and humans must stand up. This is not just what I should do. I know very well that I am not that great.
This is what everyone in the world should do.
Whether they are purebloods or hybrids, their power essentially comes from their blood. From the Dragon Clan.
The human race needs its own strength.
The discoverer of this power can be me or Confucius.
But it cannot be anyone of pure blood or even mixed race.
Now, so many years have passed, and I have grown from a high-spirited young man to the age of knowing my fate as Confucius said, but I still have not made any progress in my research on "Qi".
I was already disheartened at that time, and maybe I would never be able to explore the mystery in my lifetime.
I looked at my mother's grave in a daze. The scenery in front of me remained unchanged, but my consciousness seemed to transcend time and space and go to an unknown place.
There seemed to be nothingness there, but it was different from the nothingness I had seen before.
More like an emptiness overflowing from the depths of the soul.
I soaked in that emptiness for a long time, and countless lights passed by me. I even saw the Spiritual King, my mother, Confucius, and even myself in those lights.
Then, the firelight gathered above the head and turned into a huge fireball.
Like a bright sun.
The huge fireball produced a fatal temptation and an inexplicable attraction. I wanted to stay away, but my body moved closer uncontrollably.
No, it is not the body that is close.
It's consciousness!
It dawned on me.
At this time, my hand had touched the huge fireball.
There is no burning sensation, just a slight warmth.
The fire on the fireball began to extinguish where I touched it, and the ball melted away little by little. I felt like my "body" was cleared.
Until the fireball was completely extinguished and the whole world fell into darkness.
I woke up.
The servants called the doctors. They said that I fainted in front of my mother's grave and slept for three whole days.
But my attention was not on them.
Because I "see" the light.
Colorful, colorful, light flowing in the air.
I "see" them.
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I mean, I sensed them.
Because even if I close my eyes, I can feel their presence.
"Qi".
After thirty years of hard work, we finally got a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg.
I should be very happy.
But I'm not happy at all.
I know that maybe I can see Qi. Not only is the Spirit King helping me, but my mother is also helping me.
This is really not a happy thing.
I got my wish and got a glimpse of the ultimate end of the world, and got a ticket to open a new world, but the price was too heavy.
Too big to be accepted.
And, this is only the first step.
During the three years when I was worried about my mother, I conducted careful research on "Qi". I thought that if I could sense Qi, I could use it as a matter of course, and then naturally increase my strength, just like Confucius did.
But in the process of research, I found that I was wrong, very wrong.
Being able to sense Qi only means that you have entered a threshold, and it does not mean anything.
I should have thought a long time ago that if you can use "Qi" just by sensing "Qi", that guy Confucius has been able to sense the existence of "Qi" since he was a child, so why can he only use "Qi" in his body until now? Make a superficial transfer?
Even the act of drawing "qi" from the outside world to replenish oneself is passive.
Only then did I realize that maybe I had thought too simply from the beginning.
I thought that perceiving "Qi" was the end point, but in fact, perceiving "Qi" was just the condition for standing on the starting line. I still have a long way to go.
There is still a long way to go.
Therefore, I decided to put aside the research on utilizing and mastering "Qi". First, I should study how to popularize "Qi" widely.
How to make other people feel "Qi"?
This is a big problem.
Because ordinary people cannot detect "qi", which is something that cannot be seen or touched. Want to perceive it?
It sounds too mysterious, and there is no specific method of operation.
So what if I let one person try it my way?
I was able to sense Qi because after my mother passed away, I suddenly became enlightened during the surge of emotions.
Then if a person's mother also dies, will she know "Qi" easily?
I thought about it and found it unreliable.
If the death of a loved one alone can stimulate emotions and produce a perception of "Qi", then wouldn't everyone in the world be able to perceive "Qi"?
So, this is not the main reason.
Maybe there was something more to my enlightenment than just emotional stimulation.
What is that thing?
I can't think of it.
But a flash of inspiration occurred.
Confucius’ awakening depends entirely on talent, and mine is an exception that cannot be replicated.
There is not only one way to awaken, maybe everyone has his or her own destiny.
I no longer forced the people around me to awaken, nor did I do all kinds of weird experiments on my family's servants. I began to concentrate on researching ways to utilize "Qi".
I understand that this is the path I should take.
Long and winding as it is, it is my way.
Ding You lived for three years and could not make any progress.
But my heart is no longer as random as it used to be.
Firm belief is the reason why I persist until now. What I am now is not for the human race, but also for my own way.
Now I am not a learned scholar-official, but a seeker.
In the second year of King Jing's reign, the mourning period expired and he returned to the Zhou capital.
But I don't want to stay here anymore.
Zhoudu may be a prosperous place, but the vastness of the world is the path I want to take.
I am going to find an opportunity to resign to the Spiritual King.
In the fourth year of King Jing's reign, there was civil strife in the royal family, and Wang Zichao led his troops to capture Liu Gong's town.
King Jing was forced to do so.
At that time, the state of Jin was strong and prosperous and sent troops to aid the king.
The prince's dynasty was weak, so he and his old colleagues fled to Chu State with the royal documents.
I was blamed for dereliction of duty and resigned from my old position due to implication.
So he left the palace and went into seclusion, riding a green ox, he wanted to leave Hangu Pass in the west and go to Qin.
The classics that the prince took away were actually of no use, they were just some trivial records, but when King Jing was dismissed, I had no objection.
Although it was a coincidence, it achieved my goal.
I can now pursue my way.
The green ox carried me away from Luoyi of the Zhou Dynasty. Not long after I walked, I saw the wilderness was desolate, with ruined walls, broken well railings, broken streets, desolate fields, and rustling withered grass.
There are no plowing horses in the fields, but war horses are galloping on the road, and some horses are chasing after them with difficulty, dragging their big bellies.
Seeing this scene, my heart was as sharp as a knife.
The chaos in this world comes from the princes, who are instigated by evil dragons, and the civil strife of the human race continues.
If we want to eradicate this scourge, we must not only spread Qi Dharma widely, but also unite human beings, even alien races (mixed races).
Thinking about this, I can't help but laugh at myself.
I haven't even successfully studied the Qi method yet, so how can I spread it widely?
Besides, how can we unite as one when people are so divided?
Worried in his heart, even the pace of the green bull beneath him became a little heavier.
In the afternoon of July 12th, the sun sets in the west and shines in the east.
I had arrived at Hangu, when suddenly a man with a square face, thick lips, thick eyebrows, and a straight nose rushed out of the pass. He rushed forward and knelt down: "I am lucky enough to be born to see the saint! Guan Yin kowtows to see the saint!"
Although I have not studied Qi method in recent years, I have quite a lot of experience in Wang Qi method.
Looking at this man, he has a square face, majestic but not cold, gentle and kind but not flattering. Surrounded by green energy, he knows that he is not an ordinary person, so he tentatively said: "Master Guan ordered me to bow to a poor and humble old man. It is very polite! I dare not Take it on, I wonder if you have any advice?”
Guan Yin said: "My father-in-law, you are a saint! Please stay in Guanshe to show you the way to practice."
I asked, "What is so sacred about me that you love me so much? Are you so ashamed that you kill me for shame?"
Guan Yin said: "Guan Yin is not talented. He likes to observe the astronomy and understand the changes. When he sees the purple air coming from the east, he knows that there is a saint traveling westward. When he sees the purple air coming, it rolls like a dragon. It is 30,000 miles long. He knows that the coming person is the Holy One. He is not an ordinary saint. If you see the white clouds surrounding the head of the purple energy, you will know that the saint has white hair and looks like an old man. If you see the green ox star in front of the purple energy, you will know that the saint is coming on a green bull."
Hearing this, I became interested.
Regardless of whether he really saw it or was trying to flatter him, his ability was indeed somewhat miraculous.
It was even close to Confucius's ability to carry the cauldron!
Could it be that this person also has Qi in him?
To be honest, in all these years, I have only seen Confucius who could sense Qi and had Qi in his body.
This kind of talent is rare and must be born.
After thinking about it, I agreed to his invitation and entered the pass with him.
Guan Yin led me to his official residence, asked me to sit up, burned incense and held the disciple's ceremony, and begged: "Sir, you are a great sage today! A sage will not steal his own wisdom as his own, but will use the wisdom of the world as his own." It’s your own responsibility.”
"Now you will live in seclusion and be unkind, and those who ask for advice will be hard to find! Why not write down your sage wisdom in a book? Although Guan Yin is humble, I hope to pass it on to future generations, so that it will be famous throughout the ages and benefit all generations."
I avoided answering and just waved him forward.
I am getting old. Although my body will passively accept the nourishment of "Qi" because I can sense the cause of "Qi", I still cannot escape the restriction of life span. At least, I am already dim.
Guan Yin came forward. I looked over attentively and found that his body was in an extremely strange state.
During his movements of walking, sitting and lying down, the Qi free in the space was constantly being absorbed into his body, but after an instant, it overflowed from his body.
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But he himself didn't seem to notice.
Is it Qi Fa?
There is a sense of paradox.
Although Confucius did not know the Qi method, the Qi he passively absorbed would stay in his body and be used for his own use.
Guan Yin's physical condition is obviously that of an ordinary person.
I asked Guan Yin: "Can you see the energy of the five lights?"
Guan Yin shook his head.
I understand that Guan Yin has no sense of energy.
But this made me pay more attention to it.
There is no sense of Qi, but Qi can be absorbed into the body. This is undoubtedly a phenomenon worth studying.
Moreover, in my exploration, Qi method is divided into three parts, namely absorption, storage and utilization.
If we understand how Guan Yin absorbs Qi, then one-third of the creation of Qi method will be completed.
Moreover, I am also very curious, if Guan Yin is given a Qi sense, will anything wonderful happen?
So, I stayed in Hangu Pass for a few days.
During this period of time, I carefully observed Guan Yin's daily life and found that he was no different from ordinary people, and besides being able to absorb Qi, there was nothing special about him.
I also tried to stimulate his sense of energy using the methods I had tried before, but it had no effect.
Until one day, we talked about Guan Yin's past.
He said that he was frail and sickly as a child and was often bedridden. One day, when he drank medicine and fell asleep, he dreamed that he had gone to a very distant place. In his dream, a big fireball appeared, flickering brightly and dimly.
He couldn't help but imitate the flickering fireball, breathing and breathing. When he woke up, he found that he felt much more relaxed, and that breathing method seemed to be engraved in his body, and he unconsciously began to follow the pattern. Breathe that way.
Since then, he has gradually become healthier and rarely gets sick.
Hearing this, I suddenly realized.
Fireball!
I also saw the fireball in a void.
But the difference is that I broke the fireball and gained a sense of energy.
Guan Yin did not break the fireball, but learned the wonderful breathing method from the fireball.
This method is the key to his body being able to absorb Qi!
I connected everything together, but something seemed strange.
Too much coincidence.
Is this the way?
Or, is this the so-called fate?
I don't understand.
However, my research on Qi Fa finally achieved a breakthrough from zero to one.
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