Qian Yiqun came out of calmness and was at peace. He revitalized his muscles, bones and blood, stood up and walked out of the hut. The mountain wind blew towards him, and seemed to be fresher than before. The sunlight fell on his body, and the warmth penetrated into the five internal organs and wandered around his limbs and bones.

Qian Yiqun didn't know what happened in the quietness just now, but just enjoyed the peace and peace of mind, and his heart was as clean as if he had been completely washed away.

——It seems that something is missing...

Qian Yiqun walked two steps outside the door, listened to the birds singing in the empty mountain, and reached out to touch him... Bai Meitu in his arms reminded him.

"Zhongxingyue." Qian Yiqun shouted, "Zhongxingyue?"

Zhongxingyue did not respond.

This old ghost sealed in Baimei Picture rarely bubbling, but like this, it surprised Qian Yiqun a little. The two of them are in a partnership, and Qian Yiqun belongs to the "Party A" and has greater initiative.

Seeing that Zhong Xingyue was silent, Qian Yiqun could only go back to the room, draw out the Xihe sword, gently wiped it on the blade with his tail finger, and immediately squeezed out a drop of round blood beads. He wiped the blood beads on Baimeitu, and a huge black hole suddenly appeared in front of him. A strange green appeared in the black hole, emitting a faint suction force.

Unlike the last time he was directly pulled into Baimeitu, Qian Yiqun is now able to stand firm and resist this attraction very firmly. However, he knew in his heart that as long as he passed through this black hole, he could enter the world of Baimeitu.

The decision is only in his hands.

With a thought, Qian Yiqun walked out of his body and sank into the black hole.

The place where I settled was still the spring boudoir full of breath.

Qian Yiqun walked out slowly, pushed open the door, and saw Zhong Xingyue's limbs wide open and hanging in the twisted and flowing turbulent temporal flow without stepping out.

"I'm looking for you when I have something to do," Qian Yiqun said, "but you ignore me?"

——The divine thoughts I left in your sea of ​​consciousness have been wiped out to the point where I can’t help but deal with you?

Zhong Xingyue slowly raised her head, looking haggard, as if she had been abused by Meiling for countless times. He did not dare to tell Qian Yiqun, in fact, he could use the remaining divine thoughts to monitor his heart all the time, but just avoided the important and said lightly: "I know what the young master is going to ask."

Qian Yiqun raised his eyebrows.

"Junior Lingyun was just now, communicating with the world, and submerging nectar, right?" Zhong Xingyue knew that this was inevitable, because before his spiritual thoughts disappeared, he could see it very clearly.

Qian Yiqun nodded.

"When the weather is calm, a villain appears in the air, right?"

Qian Yiqun nodded again.

"That's the soul." Zhong Xingyue showed a hint of excitement, and was keenly captured by Qian Yiqun.

"The soul of the soul?" Qian Yiqun asked.

Zhongxingyue nodded: "People often have three souls and seven spirits, but the people who can truly condense their souls and see their souls are limited. Congratulations to the young master, you have finally taken the first step in cultivation."

Qian Yiqun's understanding of the soul was still a little vague. He heard Zhong Xingyue say that this was just the first step in cultivation, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

Zhong Xingyue saw Qian Yiqun's doubts and couldn't help but chuckled: "Just learning some mysterious skills, what is the cultivation of the truth? No matter how powerful the power is, can you still not be able to overcome the barrier of life and death?" He lowered his head and resentment burst out: "It's like me..."

"Cultivation..." Qian Yiqun took a breath, "Why hasn't anyone ever told me this?"

"As long as it is practiced in the Dharma, no matter what method it is, it will eventually be rooted in the three realms of soul, soul, and spirit." Zhongxingyue said, "Condensing the seven souls, tempering the three souls, combining the soul with the soul and becoming the soul, and finally communicating the heaven and earth, and integrating into the great way. That's all."

"You mean...every family and every sect are like this?" Qian Yiqun asked in surprise.

"There are thousands of methods, and the road is one way." Zhong Xingyue said firmly.

Qian Yiqun thought to himself: Feng Menglong was eager to find a standardized model, so it was not a delusion. If I had known, why would I have taught him to copy and make a mistake? Just ask Zhongxingyue directly?

——No! If what Zhongxingyue said is true and every method is like this, why have you never heard anyone tell me? Whether it is Gao Ren, Taoist Master Iron Staff, or Monk Liu, these people’s cultivation is much higher than me, but they have not mentioned it at all. What is the reason?

Qian Yiqun asked about the doubts in his heart.

Zhong Xingyue sneered and said, "If you want to harm someone, tell him about this. I guarantee that he will have no way to enter the Tao for the rest of his life."

Qian Yiqun Daqi: "Why is this?"

"People have delusions." Zhong Xingyue simply spoke four words.

Qian Yiqun's heart was as lightning as lightning and nodded slowly.

After being born, people go from innate to acquired nature, and grow year by year, but they lose their true self day by day. They always consciously or unconsciously put the right and wrong of the outside world on themselves, thinking that it is what they want. In this way, they imitate, copy, learn, and pursue... In the end, they learn to walk, and become more and more confused as they go, empty, lonely and cold. In severe cases, they even lose themselves and become slaves to society.

Qian Yiqun recalled his previous life that this kind of social elite like walking dead was as dense as the dogtail grass all over the mountains.

Back to the present world, the state uses eight essays to win scholars. What is eight essays? To put it bluntly, it means endorsing the saints, treating themselves as saints, and exerting a beautiful article. Under this trend, the streets are naturally full of "saints". However, these "saints" only learned the actions of saints, but did not understand the heart of saints. On the surface, they are hypocritical, and the confidants are thieves and prostitutes.

If the senior monks reveal the three realms of soul, soul and god, there are countless fools in the world who will imagine and only use their own delusions as true, imagine various realms of mysterious realms, and still think that they are moving quickly and have extraordinary qualifications. It is precisely in order to save all the mystery and enlighten all fools, any monk with some sense of responsibility will refuse to reveal this secret.

What does it mean to "embroider the mandarin ducks and look at them by your eyes, don't use the golden needle to others." That's it!

"I understand." Qian Yiqun nodded, and a faint joy arose in his heart.

"Since the young master understands," a sarcastic smile appeared on Zhong Xingyue's face, "I dare to ask, how did the young master condense into this spirit?"

Qian Yiqun was a little dull.

Zhongxingyue used a small embroidery needle to pierce Qian Yiqun's arrogance that had not yet realized.

If Qian Yiqun knew his practice method and walked step by step, he would naturally know how to go in the future. The problem is that today's soul condensation is a bit strange. At first, he was just thinking about the problem of "true god", and then he had distracting thoughts, and finally... he condensed it in a confused manner.

If a person has seven souls, what should he do if the second soul?

Imagine?

Qian Yiqun shivered.

Zhong Xingyue knew Qian Yiqun's nature, and did not dare to embarrass him. She said directly: "Master Ling has great wisdom and great way of practice. Every day he practices it is quiet, and your eyes and eyes are the true way, just like immersed in flower dew, naturally fragrant. In addition, sitting on the pill every night to refine the Yin Demon, this is what you have learned today's sudden enlightenment."

Qian Yiqun's ears roared, and he was both surprised and happy: It turns out that this is cultivation!

"If you attain enlightenment, you will be the master." Zhongxing said happily.

Qian Yiqun nodded repeatedly and said, "The teacher's kindness is so profound, it's ridiculous that I couldn't see through it before."

"There are so many things you can't see through." Zhong Xingyue simply said, "If you attain enlightenment, there is still one person's love, and it is difficult to repay."

"The Iron Staff Taoist led me into the Tao, and I also regard him as my mentor." Qian Yiqun said.

"No," Zhongxingyue said seriously, "What I said is Zhao Jianyuan."

Qian Yiqun was completely confused. In his opinion, foxes, Gao Ren, Tiebang, and monk Liu were all great benefactors on his way forward. Without these people, and foxes, there would be Qian Yiqun who would embark on the road of cultivation today. However, Zhao Jianyuan... the fart dog who only curses...

"If you don't believe it, you can listen calmly when he scolds you next time, then kneel on the ground and kowtow respectfully, saying: Thank you, Master of the Supervisory Office." Zhong Xingyue put a stress on "calmly" and "respectfully", "Let's see what he says then."

——You don’t want to play with me, are you?

Qian Yiqun thought to himself.
Chapter completed!