chewing dragon

Chapter 218
"It's so good, it's not in vain to plan for the teacher."

Feng Zixu was not surprised at all, but nodded with a smile and said: "Speaking of which, the two realms of strong life and induction are just the beginning of practice, and the focus is on saving two words. As long as you are willing to practice hard and step by step, no matter whether you are in the heart or in the heart , is nothing more than a natural result.”

Qi Jingzhi tried his best to calm down the agitation in his heart, but the smile on his face could not be concealed: "At the beginning, I only had a broken scripture in my hand, and I felt that there was no way forward. It was a dream in a pillow, and I fought a life-and-death fight with the saint of the White Immortal Sect in the dream and out of the dream, and then I made my heart by accident, but I didn't expect this heart to come so easily."

Hearing this, Feng Zixu suddenly burst out laughing: "If every step to break through requires a life-and-death struggle, how many monks are left in this world? As the saying goes, a good fighter has no great achievements. If it is difficult to control oneself when breaking through, It’s earth-shattering, it’s mostly due to lack of mood and insufficient savings.”

"Strengthen life is focused on self-cultivation. The accumulation of internal training and external training is the key. The heart and bone are just the final threshold. Only by studying the principles, polishing the mind, and tempering the body, can you have the opportunity to walk to the door. forward and across.”

"The key to the sensory environment is to eat food, to accumulate merits for the heart to grow into a heart. The foundation of the heart has been laid, and the rest is nothing more than hard work. The only difference is whether you eat well. In fact, if you don't If you care about the quality of your mind, your accumulation before becoming a teacher is enough, otherwise you won't be restless."

"Now that you have made up for the gaps in your skills, and you have been taught by a famous teacher, you have straightened out all your cultivation. Isn't it easy to grasp your mind?"

Hearing Feng Zixu boasting about being a famous teacher, Qi Jingzhi immediately nodded earnestly, and said from the bottom of his heart: "I have met several aristocratic children who were about the same age before, but everyone is different, and each has his own way of self-cultivation. It is good to have the teacher to teach. Now that the disciples worship under the master, there is no need to envy them any more."

"It's not all due to being a teacher."

This time, Feng Zixu was modest: "Although you are originally talented, compared with those from aristocratic families, after all, you have done less homework for more than ten years. That dream in the pillow was weird, but it really made up for you After living a different life, after refining your mind in the world of mortals, you have refined your state of mind through life-and-death struggles, so that you can catch up with your peers."

When Feng Zixu was speaking, a group of spiritual grasses and strange flowers ran out from under her skirt, and slipped back into the flower garden and medicine field without a sound.

Only one plant was unwilling to leave, instead jumped and hung on her green feather robe, trying to hide its roots in the crevices of the blue crane feathers.

Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but glanced at it, and saw that this spiritual herb was only half the size of a palm, and it looked a bit like thatch, with a square rhizome, yellow flowers, and red fruits.

Feng Zixu chuckled, squeezed it lightly in his hand, and showed it to the young man: "This is Xuncao, it can improve your appearance and beauty if you take it. Although it is not very good for cultivation, many aristocratic families All the women in China are eager for it."

"Oh, I don't need this as a teacher, I just love its color and raise it for viewing."

After finishing speaking, Feng Zixu raised his hand, and threw the Xuncao to a separate flowerbed in the distance.

Qi Jingzhi looked around and saw that the flower garden was full of Xuncao.

He hastily looked away, and nodded fiercely at Feng Zixu: "Of course Master doesn't need this."

The master of Xuandu gave his apprentice an appreciative look: "You have just shown your mind, but you still need to consolidate it. First, go back to Zhuolongyuan to sit and meditate for a long time, and then you can also study the "Secret Scroll of Qingyu", just remember Don't rush forward, even if you see your own altar, don't rush to climb."

Qi Jingzhi solemnly agreed, and immediately bid farewell to his master, leaving the Zixu Pavilion all the way.

In addition to the three entrance halls in front of Xuandu Temple, there are eight relatively independent areas, each with different functions.Because there are only two masters and apprentices in the temple now, and there is no need to abide by these rules, Feng Zixu asked the apprentice to choose a place of choice outside the Zixu Pavilion.

As for the eight places, there is a poem handed down by the old temple master: "The purple hall enters Lingxu, and the mysterious palace opens up. After the dragon washes the pool, the cranes on the altar fly back. The rain is the real person's cave, and the cloud doubts the goddess platform. For Burn the torch to lead, not fake osmanthus."

Qi Jingzhi chose Zhuolong Garden in the third place. Because the vegetation in the garden is lush, fresh and quiet, there is also a clear pool named Zhuolong. Whether you sit quietly and introspect, or use the Lulu Tiaoyang technique to promote the "Flying Dragon Calling the Rain", it can add three points of help.

He did not return to the quiet room where he lived in the garden, but as usual, he came to a bluestone beside the Zhuolong Pool, closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on it, reflecting on himself and communicating with him.

In an instant, Qi Jingzhi directly crossed the barrier between body and mind, looked at his own heart, and then completely merged into one.

With the rotation of his mind, the appearance of the originally back-to-basics young man changed abruptly, and became dazzling again.

At the same time, a flood of sentiments emerged in his heart, which immediately made Qi Jingzhi understand all the mysteries of his mental state.

The flame in the eyes is naturally the heart candle, and the moon wheel behind the head is undoubtedly the small bronze mirror.

The collar on the neck is the projection of the Ruomu sword spirit and the authority of the sun, and the green qiu on the waist contains the "Secret Method of Riding the Clouds", "The Book of Flying Dragons Calling the Rain", "Winds of Pines in Thousand Valleys" and the technique of Lu Lu Tiaoyang.

The splendid cassock on his body is transformed from the "Dancing Crane Picture", and the blue and red colors are interwoven with pine, cypress and Jiamu and the Taoism of the heart candle.

The iron wings on the back are the spiritual embryo of the spiritual artifact of the double wings of the crane shoes, and the crane shoes on the feet are transformed from the angry-eyed blue-feathered cranes, which are also the true foundation of this statue.

As for the tiger cub lying at his feet...

Qi Jingzhi lowered his head and carefully looked at the younger brother he had recognized, with a somewhat complicated mood.

Only now did he really see the true face of this little guy.

It is not so much that Qi Huchan is a sharp sword spirit, but rather a reflection of Qi Jingzhi's own spirituality.

Always remember, there will be reverberations.

For more than ten years, he has poured his admiration, longing, resentment and a hope that is destined to be impossible to realize into this dagger, and when he kills Chen Er with the knife, he will store it in his heart Unwillingness, fear and anger are all pinned in it.

These thoughts gathered in one place, and then sacrificed the blood of Chen Er and even the blood of many subsequent monsters, and just now gave birth to the sword spirit with sharp ears.

It can be said that Qi Huchan is a mirror.

Seeing Qi Huchan, Qi Jingzhi saw the weakest and helpless side of himself, and also saw the most manic and surly side of himself.

Perhaps it was also for this reason that the tiger cub manifested at his feet at this moment, next to the crane shoes transformed by the angry-eyed blue-feathered crane.

"Don't elder brother like younger brother?"

Young Tiger blinked at Qi Jingzhi, his big eyes were filled with tears and glowed red at the same time: "But what did my younger brother do wrong to make my elder brother displeased?"

In this void in the heart, not only Qi Jingzhi has a clear understanding of his own thoughts, but even Qi Huchan, who is close to the crane's shoes, can sense the same.

Facing the younger brother he recognized, Qi Jingzhi didn't need to hide anything.

He stared at the young tiger's wet, red eyes, and said in a solemn tone: "Brother, I was just thinking, if Liu Muzhi hadn't forced a piece of Tibetan front law, what would you and I be like now?"

In Qi Jingzhi's mind, if he didn't have the Zangfeng method, or if he got the Zangfeng method but didn't impose great restraints on Qi Huchan, I'm afraid his heart and even his heart would never be so smooth, and even under the influence of each other, he would change. It is also unknown whether the demon will become a cruel and bloodthirsty murderer.

Just like now, Qi Jingzhi faintly realizes that as long as he wants, he can continue to feed Qi Huchan with his own private thoughts, as long as he can always subdue the fierce tiger, he can always keep his heart clear and clean.

"Could it be that taming the Zen tiger in Zen Buddhism is a similar way of practice? Or, this is the true meaning of 'wipe away dust at all times'?"

Thinking of this, Qi Jingzhi immediately shook his head, and the fire in his eyes became even more intense, burning out this thought in the blink of an eye.

A light can remove a thousand years of darkness!

The young man smiled freely, as long as the candle in his heart is kept burning, he can see the world of light.

Seeing Qi Huchan blinking his eyes in confusion, the smile on his face became wider, showing a hint of slyness: "Now that elder brother has learned the candle of the heart, not only can he see everything in his own thoughts, but also what is in your heart. If you think about it, you can know it very well, if you dare not do the right way in the future, let's see if the big brother doesn't beat your ass to pieces!"

Hearing this, the tears accumulated in Young Tiger's eyes immediately disappeared, and then he nodded again and again, and said happily: "My brother understands!"

Qi Jingzhi nodded towards his younger brother, and then changed his mind, and the bright moon behind his head flew in front of him by itself.

In an instant, a mysterious thought was transmitted to the young man's heart: "Heavenly Prison... Lock... Demon... Xuanjian You... Wei..."

Qi Jingzhi was bathed in the light of the moonlight mirror, and he came back to his senses after a long while, and couldn't help frowning: "It was actually the master's words, the predecessor of this mirror is indeed the legendary Locking Mirror It's a pity that it seems that because of the heavy trauma, he talks to himself and is ambiguous."

"But since it is the reincarnation of the broken mirror spirit of the magic lock mirror, and it used to show people the appearance of a small bronze mirror, why does it manifest together with my heart now, and it looks like a bright moon?"

Qi Jingzhi just had this doubt, and the scene when Mu Yingxian showed him Jiuxiaohuan playing the piano suddenly appeared in his mind.

Under the moonlight, the unparalleled girl raised her pretty face and said proudly: "As the owner of the weapon, I should be able to change the spirit of the weapon. If it doesn't follow my wishes, how can I refine it?" Become the most suitable innate natal device for me?"

Thinking of this scene, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but nodded secretly: "That's right, when Miss Mu's accompanying Qin spirit manifested, it changed from an ancient five-stringed string to a later-generation seven-stringed string. Spectrum" inscription, and she even engraved the new name "Jiuxiao Huanpei" by herself."

"These changes all came from Miss Mu's will, so the mirror spirit's transformation into the moon is also based on my will?"

Qi Jingzhi thought for a while, and many unforgettable images flashed in his mind, as vivid as a knife carved by a fire.

He sharpened his knife under the moon, and the more he sharpened, the sharper his heart became.

He sits and watches the pines under the moon, and the more he looks at them, the more he can dispel his hostility and arouse his pride.

He punched and walked under the moon, his body was like a white crane in a trance, and he was about to go to the sky.

He got a precious sword from the Moon Mother Temple in Xiaosongshan, and pulled out a bright moon in his pillow dream. He soared in the sky, covering thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and with one knife, he transformed into a giant snake with a human head Cut in half.

He didn't know what the catastrophe of the gods was, so Deng Fuqing told him that the cool breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains can be heard by the ears and become the sound, and the eyes can make the color when they meet. The endless possession of those.

He heard the true meaning of Mu Ying's fairy song, and the girl said, "Three Chi Si Tong Taigu Yin, the breeze and the bright moon are the bosom friends."

He didn't know what the inheritance of Xianyu Mountain looked like, so Lord Langya chanted, "Whale riders go to the sky and water, and those who ride cranes return to the moon-filled mountain."

Just now, my master also told a mysterious anecdote about the Moon Cultivator.

Just now, the thought of "this heart is bright" was born in his heart, and he finally manifested his mind, and even his companion spirit became the appearance of a moon.

Qi Jingzhi raised his head and carefully looked at the bright moon in front of him, only to see that there seemed to be misty smoke rising inside, a candlestick, a set of jade chimes and two beads floating in it.

Take a closer look, and beside the candlestick, a little girl and a little monkey are looming.

Beside the jade chime, the figures of the two blue-colored boys were erratic.

The translucent bead is surrounded by a gleaming centipede, while the black-red bead is held in the hand of a monster with black hair and long arms.

In addition, a faceless swordsman, a black donkey, a white snake and a dragon claw had nothing to rely on, drifting with the smoke.

Qi Jingzhi's eyes stopped on the little girl, and he immediately asked in a discussing tone: "Mirror, mirror, can you release the spirituality of Yinsha Corpse?"

"Mirror...mirror?"

Jingling paused for a moment, then stumbled and responded: "One round...Flying mirror...Who...Grind it? Zhao Cheqian...Kun...Yintou...Mountain...River..."

It answered, but it didn't answer the question.It's just that listening to what it means, it seems that the magic lock mirror in the past had the ability to shine brightly.

Qi Jingzhi shook his head, this mirror usually looks quite aura, it can spontaneously devour demons, lock their spirits and control their bodies, and even repair themselves with moonlight, but in fact it is just a little bit of instinct left over from the previous life, that’s all. His own spirituality is extremely incomplete, and if he wants to release Wan'er, he may not be able to do so in a short time.

He pondered for a while, even though he knew that the other party could not understand his words at this time, he still said seriously: "No matter how prominent you were in the past, it is a thing of the past after all. You and I live together in this life, and we share good and bad. I am the owner of the weapon, I have benefited a lot from you again, and I will definitely try to repair you and make you a whole body."

"Since you have been reborn, you should have a new name. You are lacking in spirituality and incorporeal, and you are afraid that you are unable to lock up those legendary demon kings. This 'heavenly prison lock demon' is not worthy of the name. It is 'Xuanjian Youwei'. One, it is really miraculous to distinguish the nature of things and to fake their abilities. In addition to this saying of "illuminating the universe and penetrating the mountains and rivers"..."

"Illuminating the heaven and earth, capturing the sun and the moon with light, the mysteries are subtle, and insightful... from now on, I will call you 'Heaven and Earth Mystery'."

(End of this chapter)