It is said that before a person dies, he will recall the entire life in his head, no matter how big or small it is.
The reason why it does this is that the brain hopes to find life-saving methods from past experiences.
He was unable to have such a special experience during the sleepless night. All he was left with was the yearning for death. His mind was empty and silent, without dirt, without sorrow or joy. Even his hands and feet stopped struggling.
At the moment when all thoughts are empty, all dharmas are also empty, empty and without any appearance. The so-called emptiness of all dharmas, perceptions, thoughts, and consciousness are also like this.
A lotus grew on the square inch of the spiritual platform in Sleepless Night, and the big red ball in the previous illusion reappeared in front of me.
All desires, greed, and needs were awakened by the appearance of this big red ball. But he could no longer drive his heart to become restless, anxious and panicked.
In the space where he coexists with the big red ball, he has no ladders, no ropes, no hands and feet, or even any sensory organs, so that he can reach the red ball to realize his visions and satisfy his impulses.
The desire for red balls is just a delusion. Delusion is a thing, and when it is born, it dies, and when it dies, it is born.
Unprecedented emptiness, unprecedented nothingness, unprecedented "stillness", and all kinds of wonderful methods are born from this tiny space between life and death.
A green light shot out from Ye Wumian's eyes, because a green lotus grew on the square inch mountain of his Lingtai. This square inch green lotus transferred the internal energy that circulated in the Tanzhong point to the Dantian, where it had been retrograde for a long time and could not be released. The feeling of stuffiness and stagnation, "The road is like the blue sky, I can't reach it alone" is like a mountain falling apart and the earth shattering into nothingness in an instant.
One pass, one pass, one pass, one pass, one pass, all pass!
The internal energy was successfully reversed, the meridians were successfully reversed, and the night's Dantian began to circulate rapidly. The neck that was strangled by the big ball burst out with strong resistance, and the night's chaotic consciousness woke up.
With a peaceful smile on his lips, he punched with his right hand and used the ordinary "Chi Ri Jiang Shan Li" move. With the powerful internal force newly born after the reverse communication, he suddenly displayed it and hit Zhang Daqiu's chest.
Just a muffled groan was heard, the big ball spat out blood wildly, the pupils shrank suddenly at first, and then gradually became dilated and lost their energy.
It wasn't until two breaths later that the bandit's body flew backwards. A collapsed wound on his chest was blocked by the red flower on the strap, but it couldn't stop a lot of blood and broken bones from flowing out of the wound. flow out.
The power of a punch is so powerful!
The strength after the internal energy goes retrograde and the meridians are reversed is like the sun and the moon changing the sky and the country changing its appearance. No wonder that among a hundred people in the world who can use their internal energy, it is difficult to give birth to a person who has the internal energy going retrograde and the meridians are reversed!
The two are not of the same magnitude at all.
Ye Wumian's swaying body is like a tree with a broken trunk that survived the storm.
The tree was almost struck to death by lightning, but the new power inside finally managed to hold on until the storm and fog that gathered thunder dissipated!
"Wow~"
He bent over and spit out a large pool of black blood.
After the meridians were reversed, the purity and strength of his internal energy were no longer what it was before. Naturally, the poisonous Qi of Zhang Daqiu could not dominate his body, and was expelled together with the contaminated blood. .
He didn't bother to wipe the corners of his mouth, he just thought about whether Zhang Daqiu was dead or not.
He had no concept of the newly acquired power, so he staggered up to Zhang Daqiu and tested the bandit's breath, but there was no trace of breath left.
He went to his chest to check his heartbeat, and felt a greasy feeling. His hand touched too deeply and actually caught the hollow of the thieves' chest. His sternum collapsed, and his heart, which was still warm and beating slightly, was caught by him. In hand.
This is the heart of Zhang Daqiu!
Ye Wumian laughed foolishly.
Finally dead, Zhang Daqiu, finally dead!
An unprecedented relaxation quickly spread throughout his body. His body was limp and his hands were so soft that he couldn't even hold his heart. It slipped from his hands and fell to the ground. He jumped a few times and broke into two or three pieces. , secreting a lot of mucus with a long tail.
He was very comfortable and comfortable, and almost wanted to sing a song. His legs went numb, and he sat down on the ground. He took a long and deep breath, like a cow that had escaped from being killed, regurgitating the food in its stomach and regurgitating many things from the past. .
There is a scene in which he studied Buddhism with the Shaolin lay disciple when he was a child.
That disciple said that it is recorded in the "Ancestral Hall Collection" that Huike, the second ancestor of Zen Buddhism, sought help from Patriarch Bodhidharma because he was unable to calm his mind and stop his thoughts.
Patriarch Bodhidharma said, give your heart to me, and I will calm your mind and stop your thoughts.
Ye Wumian laughed.
When I heard the disciple talk about this when he was a child, he looked like he had seen a ghost and interjected: How can you take out the heart?
In the story, Huike also mumbled for a long time before saying, I have searched and searched, but I can't find my heart.
Patriarch Bodhidharma smiled: If I could find it, could it still be your heart? If you can't find it, it means you are at ease.
The story that I seem to understand but not understand is reflected in a passage in a certain chapter of the Diamond Sutra. Ye Wumian remembers it very clearly:
"There should be no place to live, but to live in the heart."
"Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra" also says, "Therefore, the relics are colorless in the air, without feelings, thoughts, actions, or consciousness, and without eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, or mind."
Even now, Ye Wumian has successfully reversed the meridians, but he still has a partial understanding of this aspect.
It's just that in a daze, based on the past, I have a slightly deeper understanding, but it is still hazy and vague.
It was a flash of fire flying in the night sky. I couldn't see the wings clearly, but I knew that the glowing thing was an insect.
He shook his head, feeling the almost reborn body. The internal injuries were slowly healing under the nourishment of Nitong's internal energy. It was estimated that he would be able to return to his peak condition in ten days and a half.
While overjoyed, out of the corner of his eye he saw something on Zhang Daqiu's broken chest, like a letter in his pocket.
He pulled it out, and it turned out to be a letter.
There are a few words written on the envelope, and the font is a bit familiar. The atmosphere of an old friend rushes to my face through the tension of the font.
His heart couldn't stop beating.
When he saw those words, they were written on the cover in a dignified yet somewhat over-the-top way:
My brother Zhang Daqiu personally sends it to me, and my brother Luo Fanxi sends it to me.
For a moment, he trembled slightly, smiled, threw the letter aside, shook his head, and muttered some nonsense.
"Impossible, hehe, impossible. Hallucination."
"Snapped!"
After a moment of silence, he grabbed the letter again and pressed his fingers on the words. For fear of making a mistake, he read out one word after another unconvincingly.
"Brother, Zhang Daqiu, I would like to express my sincere greetings, and my younger brother, Luo, Luo Fanxi, would like to send you this letter."
Then he suddenly clenched his fists, and the letter was so wrinkled that he scratched it.
Luo Fan Creek, which Luo Fan Creek is it?
Is it my master and my lady’s father, Luo Fanxi?
How could he be so close to this heinous robber?
Was it forced? Or is this Luo Fanxi just a coincidence of having the same name?
