To prove... Tao?"

Song Yiren chewed these two words.

He is the son of Song Que, a guest guest in Buddhism. He has a noble status and is related to the top figures in Buddhism.

But... because of his serious illness in childhood, although he had been growing up in Lingshan for many years, he had no chance to meet those big people. He was trapped on the sickbed all day long. After the ancient Sanskrit curse was eliminated, his childhood memories also disappeared a lot.

Regarding "Avoiding Dust", only vague memories are left.

In the impression of his lack of illness, Master Jie Chen is a kind and gentle person. He seems to have met several times before he got sick, but he has no chance to meet since then... After he recovered from his illness, Jie Chen also left Lingshan.

Are you going to pursue your own "Tao"?

He looked at the skylark and sighed softly, his expression couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Sometimes, the seemingly plain parting may be the last side. Life and death in this world are too difficult to predict. The separation with Master Jie Chen had forgotten the specific scene, but many years later, it was separated by yin and yang.

Song Yiren patted Yunqiu on the shoulder, "Healing divine wounds for others, and being compassionate, you are a good disciple, and the uncle will be proud of you... I will have a big competition tomorrow, so have a good rest."

Skylark pursed his lips, and he nodded and replied, without showing off his strength, and returned to his house.

Suddenly I remembered something.

Yunqi turned around and spoke to Ning Yi and Pei Lingsu, "Mr. Ning, Miss Pei, I have found a rough solution... Believe me, when the Dharma Assembly is over, there will be good progress in the matter of soul disease."

When Ning Yi heard this, a warm current flowed through his heart.

He smiled and nodded.

The skylark returned to the house, closed the bamboo building, and rested.

Ning Yi and the other two continued to walk towards the top of Crescent Mountain.

Clothing is ready.

When they arrived at the top of the mountain, the men and women separated and went to the hot spring to take a bath.

After a day of fatigue, Ning Yi and Song Yiren did not say much when they were in the hot spring, but just let themselves soak in the water.

Song Yiren seemed to be thinking about something.

The same goes for Ning Yi.

He felt the infiltration of water energy and exhaled in a dull manner. This time, no strange phenomena were triggered... The fog in the deep forest was now like a recurring mummy on the surface of the hot spring water. The formation that had existed for many years was symbolizing the mysterious altar.

There is no way to deduce the word "destiny".

Pointed to a seemingly clear conjecture.

The Eight-Descendant Formation can provide a vague direction, but this alone is not enough.

...

...

Take a shower and change your clothes, and then have a full meal.

On the top of Crescent Mountain, the monks from Xiao Leiyin Temple prepared vegetarian food for Jinglian. There was no meat food, but it was extremely rich.

"Well... what material is this vegetarian tripe made of? It's so delicious?" Song Yiren looked gloomy when she soaked in the hot springs, looking full of thoughts, but after picking up the chopsticks, her dark expression was swept away.

Ning Yi didn't expect that this guy could still eat.

I specially invited someone to prepare such a sumptuous meal.

"Life must be happy all over the world." Song Yiren did not look up and guessed Ning Yi's thoughts. He controlled his posture with a little grace, which was not a voracious way, but his voice was blurry. "My father told me that there are so many practitioners in the world who are unstable because they cannot find what they should do."

Ning Yi raised his eyebrows.

Can't find what to do?

"Eating is eating, sleeping is sleeping, and practicing is practicing." Song Yiren raised her head while chewing on the vegetarian dishes.

, looked at Ning Yi and said lightly: "Some people eat not to eat, sleep not to sleep, practice... not to practice."

Ning Yi lowered his eyebrows and thoughtful. After a moment, he chuckled and recalled: "It's interesting."

Cinnabar, who had been busy all day, came back a little later than Ning Yi and the other two. She went to the top of the mountain, rubbing her eyebrows, and was full of worries. But after sitting down, she habitually ate, silently, and focused on "eating".

Many trivial matters in the world are all practices.

A pure mind and eliminating distracting thoughts are the most important thing.

Song Que’s practice method is about cultivating the mind. Song Yiren and Cinnabar are both a pure and pure heart for cultivating the Tao, and it is mostly because of this reason.

Ning Yi chewed the words left by Song Que while eating.

Mr. Zhou You once preached to himself in Luojia Mountain, dismantling the long river of the great road for himself, analyzing the Taoist methods of the holy mountain. In the four realms of the Great Sui Dynasty, Taoist techniques are different in different places, and the purpose of practice is also different... Mr. Song Que is one of the most powerful existences in Buddhism, and the magic of Nirvana has become a school of its own.

This should be the "meaning" of some kind of practice technique.

Ning Yi's long river of Taoism carries many Taoist fruits, most of which are secret treasures opened by Zhou You for himself. Before the Lord of Zixiao Palace died, he tried to open the door to the "acquired Taoist fetus" for himself... He successfully broke through the world of the demon clan, but Ning Yi's Taoist treasures were not stored much.

Song Que's meaning of cultivation soon fell into the long river, like a stone.

After falling into the river, it splashed and then was swarmed by countless rivers and gathered, turning into a delicate Taoist fruit.

Ning Yi closed his eyes and tried to do what Song Que said.

Eating is eating.

This is not practice, it is also practice.

"The vegetarian rice in Xiao Leiyin Temple is indeed delicious..."

After letting go of distracting thoughts, Ning Yi's thoughts seemed to become clean, and all the complex, disordered, and clueless mysteries were left behind.

This is his first time having vegetarian food.

In the past, when we were in Qingbai City in Xiling, there were many temples, but not many orthodox monks. Moreover, at that time, Ning Yi and the girl were mostly hunting hares, filling their hunger, or stealing money, saving money, buying many cheap ingredients, and never being able to eat vegetarian food... Only in the Dongtu, where the temples with strong incense and peaceful incense would make exquisite vegetarian food. Those who are qualified to eat this vegetarian food are also famous and famous.

When he was young, Ning Yi subconsciously felt that no matter how hard he was, he would not be a monk. He could only eat vegetarian food and not eat meat, which deprived him of many joys in life. But now it seems that the word "fun" varies from person to person. Some people enjoy eating meat, while others enjoyed it because of abstaining from meat.

Most Buddhists eat vegetarian food, but there are also Buddhas and Bodhisattvas who have successfully attained enlightenment. They do not care about the taboos of meat pulp and put forward the idea of ​​freedom and bliss. The ancient Buddhas sit in their hearts, and wine and meat pass through their intestines. As long as the mind of Tao is stable, those rules and regulations will no longer be important.

What is the practice?

It is to jump out of the avenue.

Then these rules will no longer be rules afterwards.

Many thoughts passed by in a flash.

Mr. Song Que’s Taoist fruit has condensed into a tender prototype, floating in the long river, rising and falling.

When eating, Ning Yi had already let go of his thoughts, but these thoughts came uncontrollably, unlike before. Whether it was recalling his childhood or associating with Taoism, it did not cause any turmoil in his mood.

It's like looking at yourself as an outsider.

I'm having a meal.

The true self is practicing.

Go one by one, the real self

Looking down at the id, the two sides do not blend together, but they are also derived from one another.

"Is this Song Que's method?" Ning Yi was a little dazed and sighed: "I am worthy of being the strongest guest official in the world..."

This is the first time he used the ability of the Great Dao Long River and the future heavenly fetus to dismantle the Taoist Dharma in the Nirvana realm.

While Ning Yi was sighing about Song Que’s strength, he did not realize that… With just one word from Song Yiren, he dismantled a Taoist fruit and was a more terrifying monster.

Soon, the vegetarian banquet was finished.

The four of them sat in pairs and intersected today's information.

"Even if there were monks guarding Lingshan and the 'fallen geese formation' of uncle Juxing, the ghost cultivator was still infiltrated." Song Yiren sat next to Zhusha. He sorted out his appearance and took Jinbo to wipe the corners of his lips.

He spoke first and explained everything he saw and thoughts today.

Now the Buddhist Bathing Festival is in full swing, and thousands of people gather together in Mingsha Mountain. It is impossible to thoroughly investigate ghost cultivation.

I don’t know what methods the East Jing used to hide from the world... But the most likely thing is to collude with the masters of Buddhism.

This is what they most reluctant to see.

If someone at the top of Mingsha Mountain is "decayed"... then things will become extremely complicated.

"I personally arranged the guards of all directions today." When Zhusha arrived, she looked worried. She went out alone today and acted as an "umbrella holder" and arranged the monk soldiers in Lingshan. This was an elite force mobilized by Song Que. Jinglian appeared in the Xiaoque Mountain Taoist temple, which dispelled some people's attention.

Those who knew that the East Realm had the intention of "borrowing fire" were logically speaking, there were only four of them in the entire Mingsha Mountain.

If this matter spreads, it will cause panic.

"The monk soldiers in Lingshan are not controlled by other forces, and the ghost cultivator is lurking faster than I imagined." She took out the stool book she carried with her and said in a deep voice: "There is another thing. I went to watch Luzi's battle today. According to the original plan, Luzi will continue to encounter the powerful Shura in the southern realm in this competition. The soul disease has nothing to do with him. He will always be tired. In this way, in the final decisive battle, at least it will cause some loss."

Song Yiren nodded.

This was indeed discussed in advance.

"Ruzi took action and directly defeated Shura's soul." Zhusha frowned and murmured: "He seemed to have discovered me..."

Song Yiren said calmly: "It's nothing. Senior Brother Daoxuan knows me very well. When he met outside Mingsha Mountain, he knew that we would do this. There is no need to worry, he won't care about this."

"Daoxuan is very strong, very strong."

"Because of the 'Zen law battle', this brings potential benefits, and there are also vague positions... many people have bet on a lot of things." Zhusha's voice was a little hoarse.

He keenly captured the word "bet".

Ning Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "There are such things in Buddhism?"

Song Yiren said calmly: "It's everywhere, and Buddhism is not a real holy place for happiness. If there are benefits, there will be gamblers."

Cinnabar pressed his hands on the table and slowly opened his mouth.

"After watching this battle, I am very sure that I don't need to watch it anymore. Even if all the Shuras in the southern border go together, they will not cause any loss to him... And when I was pessimistic about the final battle, I went to the temple of Zenzi Shenxiu."

Cinnabar is a little dazed.

The scene of Shenxiu's battle echoed in her mind.

"I think... the Zen master who has been in seclusion for a long time is no weaker than the Lu master who has fought everywhere."
Chapter completed!