After being poisoned by her lover

Chapter 55 Hangao
In just ten minutes, the large open space in front of the wooden house has been utilized——

It is filled with densely packed wooden stools.

Near the central iron pot, there are four high-end wooden chairs with backrests.

The firewood under the iron pot was burning brightly, and it was so red that it seemed to burn through the sky and the earth.

Perhaps because of the dampness of the firewood, the white smoke rose into the sky.

On both sides of the stone stove under the iron pot, there are two wide and long wooden tables, which are filled with all kinds of traditional Qingcheng tributes.

There were many people standing on both sides of the table.

In the middle of the open space, stood an old man in a black robe, leaning on crutches, surrounded by a circle of people.

Ye Zhaoling counted, and there were a total of ten people sitting next to the old man, men, women, old and young, all of them were complete, and even some of them were only a head taller than the wooden stool, but they were crowded together, looking at the sight in front of them respectfully. old man.

The old man in black robe covered his entire head with a wide hood, holding a cane in his hand, and the black hood swept across the audience.

"Everyone, let me, Hangao, be here today to discuss with all my friends!"

Hangao?

This is Hangao?
Ye Zhaoling frowned, this old man undoubtedly had two brushes, his voice was like a bell, but his breath was as steady as Mount Tai, and two skinny arms stretched out from under his robe, he was at least eighty years old.

After that, he leaned on the crutch in his hand slowly, and paced back and forth among the students who were devoutly listening to the class.

"Everyone, have you ever wondered what the world looked like a thousand years ago?"

The old man asked as he walked, his voice was not loud, but it was enough to make everyone clearly understand where he was.

There was a moment of silence below, and soon a child replied: "The beginning of chaos, the beginning of the world. Everything in the world has aura, and this aura is the source of life. As long as human beings cultivate a steady stream of aura, they will have the hope of longevity." Life and immortality, become the most powerful existence among human beings.

However, it is not easy to cultivate more spiritual power, because spiritual power must rely on accumulation and devouring to break through the limit.At first, human beings only knew that they could achieve the effect of cultivation by devouring other people's spiritual power, but the quality of spiritual power required was too large.

This is the path of human cultivation.Of course, this is also the most dangerous step for human beings, because after human beings absorb other people's spiritual power, they may not be able to refine it, leading to madness, or even exploding to death.

Later, human beings almost became extinct in the plundering and disputes. Countless immortals came out to establish sects, wrote many secret books, and taught human beings the method of cultivation, which is to extract things that can be absorbed and contain pure spiritual power from daily food. Transform the natural aura into your own spiritual power.

After human beings absorb the aura of heaven, material and earth treasures, they will form a circulatory system in their bodies, divide the spiritual power contained in their bodies into two parts, and inject them into different places respectively——

heart and soul. "

"Well, not bad." The old man nodded.

"." A man continued: "All spiritual things have their own consciousness. The spirits in the world are all born from the energy of heaven and earth, and they are born different, possessing abilities beyond the ordinary..."

There are thousands of changes in the world, and the changes are numerous and endless. Only by practicing can one discover the truth and understand the mysteries of heaven and earth..."

"Not bad!" the old man encouraged.

"I remember that the patriarch said in the classics that the life of all things is endless, they will not really die because of anything, after a long time, they will eventually wake up again at a certain time, and once again Transformation into the spirit of all things!"

Hearing what the man said, the old man nodded slightly.

"very good!"

"Every hundred years or so, the life of all things will have a chance to recover. If one day, the lost life recovers again, it may answer us whether there are really gods in this world!"

Hearing this, the old man tapped his cane with a bit of excitement in his voice.

"Then, are there really gods in this world?"

"This, this... the juniors don't dare to confirm it, but when the patriarch was dying, he once said that the life of all things is endless, and they will return to the original place of life one day. Real life!"

"There are immortals in the world, just like our mountain gods in Mount Qingcheng, who ascended to immortality hundreds of years ago. As long as they devote themselves to practice, they might not be able to attain Taoism and become immortals. It is natural to know what the gods are like at that time."

"..."

Below, a group of people began to discuss each other sentence by sentence.

Even though they are not talented or even have no talent, it is rare for them to have a pious heart, and they naturally believe in the words left by the ancestor.

The old man looked at the densely packed crowd below the stage with a gratified smile on his face.

He glanced across the wooden house from the corner of his eye, then looked up at the sky above his head.

On the far horizon in the sky, there is a round of golden yellow full moon, exuding soft and warm light, sprinkled over the entire Qingcheng Mountain.

It's a beautiful and quiet night.

Mount Qingcheng is always inlaid in this vast expanse of heaven and earth like a bright pearl.

This is a beautiful illusion.For this Qingcheng, it is not as quiet and peaceful as it looks on the outside.

It is walking hesitantly on the road to perdition.

There are no trees on this road, only small green grasses, or wild flowers growing out of order, and some sparsely visible bushes.

The atmosphere here is particularly depressing and dull, like a black and white canvas, with a pencil to outline a dead and sad picture, which makes people feel hopeless and fearful.

"Everything in the world, born in this world, has its own will, and born in this world, it follows the laws of this world." The so-called life only exists in a certain moment, in a certain form, in front of you, Then leave quietly.

It can't stay for too long for any one thing.

So when you encounter something and need to make a choice, you must make a decision immediately.

Otherwise, people hesitate, hesitant, muddle through, and they will eventually be stuck in the past for a lifetime, with wrong choices, unattainable results, and incomprehensible obsessions.Human beings are often backlashed by this force throughout their lives until they lose their souls.

And the current Qingcheng Mountain is like this.

On this blue land, everything has turned into a haggard and gray appearance, as if it lost its vitality in an instant.

Even in this world, not many people know the true face of this Qingcheng Mountain.Because of its body, there are graves of gods and ancestors standing everywhere.Even at his feet, the ashes of their ancestors were buried, as well as the passed away juniors, brothers and sisters, and one after another who were forgotten by people.

The deep voice of the old man slowly resounded through the empty mountain forest.

The crutch in his hand hit the ground a few times, and then he continued: "Buddhism talks about cause and effect; Taoism talks about 'heaven's responsibilities'. Heaven has reincarnation, and good and evil have responsibilities. There are gods and humans in the world." , will also give birth to demons and ghosts..."

"Things in this world are born from the spirit of all things, and die from the body of all things. There is spirit in life, and flesh in death. Life and death depend on each other. The beginning of life is conceived and born by the purest aura in the world .And these pure spiritual energy, after a long period of time, gradually deteriorated in the process of continuous breeding... until, finally, reincarnation!"

"The patriarch left a message saying that all things in the world have spirituality, life, and will. Life and death depend on each other, and they will never fade!"

"However, if everything in this world has its own independent consciousness, and then its own selfishness, it just wants to take the benefits of the world for itself; snatch the mouth of the mud swallow, sharpen the iron needle, scrape the face of the golden Buddha to search carefully: nothing There is something in the midst of it. The quail crops for peas, the heron chops the flesh from its legs, and the belly of a mosquito cuts fat. Greed is insatiable, and it violates the laws of heaven. Then, how can all things be eternal?"

As the old man spoke, his tone became more and more passionate.

He gripped the cane tightly with both hands, and his body was stretched straight.

People seem to be able to see a pair of muddy eyes through the black hood, and at this time they are also shining with wisdom.

He seemed lost in memory.

　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)