Knife splashing

Chapter 28 Daluo Dharmakaya
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Before daybreak, there was movement in the fields.

Li Yan was seen waving a sickle, grabbing with his left hand and pulling with his right hand, and handfuls of wheat fell down and were neatly placed in the back, waiting to be bundled later.

After a while, when the sky turned pale, Li Yan, who had been working hard, slowly stood up, did a few movements to relax his back, and turned his head to look around.

The wheat fields in the distance were also busy.

It is time to harvest the wheat in Lijiabao.

There are certain rules for harvesting wheat. As the saying goes, "When the wheat is 90% ripe, harvest it; when it is 100% ripe, throw away 10%." You cannot wait until the wheat is completely ripe.

Even the time of harvest is important, with morning and evening being the preferred times because the stalks are tougher and less likely to break, and the grains are less likely to fall off.

After working hard for a year, I would feel bad if any of the crops were wasted.

It has been four or five days since he came back. He has been meditating and concentrating his mind every night these days. Although he has not yet succeeded, he has made considerable progress.

It's a good time to start harvesting wheat and practice cultivation at the same time.

A strong laborer can harvest about one acre of wheat in a day.

Li Yan was a martial artist with solid skills in weeding. He had also learned the sickle skills popular in the countryside. He was very skillful and could mow an acre and a half in a day.

We have a few acres of land at home, so it only takes a few days.

Every day they harvest wheat, thresh grain, dry it out to dry, and store it in warehouses. They often go out early and come back late. Even for trained people, they are exhausted and have backaches.

However, he enjoyed it.

His supernatural powers were often out of control, making him extremely emotionally unstable. But every time after working hard, he relaxed and found it easier to enter a state of meditation.

Before I knew it, several days had passed.

In the wheat fields around Lijiabao, the golden wheat waves have disappeared, leaving only endless yellow soil and dense broken wheat stalks.

When the wind blows, dust and sand will float up.

Under the setting sun, the land of Guanzhong appears even more vast and majestic.

Although the beautiful wheat fields are no longer there, the people are all smiling.

Literary men and women always think that the golden fields represent a good harvest, but only those who work in the fields know that hail, rain and strong winds are all disasters. Only when every grain of rice is stored in the warehouse can it be considered a good harvest year.

And that night, Li Yan finally made a breakthrough.

In the dead of night, he sat cross-legged on the bed.

At this moment, his mind was free of external distractions, his breathing was intermittent, and all his consciousness was focused on his brows. In the darkness, a glowing figure was floating quietly.

This is the God he visualized.

According to the exercises in the "Xixuan Dongming Sutra", he visualized his internal organs every day, and gathered all the spiritual light in the dark at the center of his eyebrows, and then concentrated his mind.

The sign of success is the immortality of the spirit.

Even if you wake up, as long as you think about it, your spirit will immediately appear in your sea of ​​consciousness.

Of course, this method is also gradual.

As your cultivation level improves, the visualized God will gradually become clearer.

The cultivators of other major sects' lineages all have their own ancestors or immortal blueprints, but at this time, Li Yan encountered an unusual situation.

His model for visualization is the deity in his dantian.

This thing is always stored in the Dantian, and it is in harmony with the mind. All you need to do is concentrate your attention, unlike other Xuanmen practitioners who always have to gather their scattered minds.

This is also the reason why he progressed so quickly.

And at the moment when his visualization succeeded, the glowing figure between the eyebrows actually resonated with the substitute statue, and fell rapidly, covering the statue.

This sudden situation caught Li Yan off guard.

Before he could react, the statue changed again.

Combined with the light of concentration, the originally blurry face of the substitute statue began to distort continuously, and then the facial features took shape, becoming exactly the same as him.

At the same time, all kinds of information came to my mind.

Li Yan's eyes showed shock, followed by joy.

His previous perception of the statue was very vague, so he could only infer the function of the statue based on the incomplete information.

And after he concentrated his spirit, the statue was considered to be completely refined by him.

This treasure is called "Daluo Dharmakaya".

In addition to replacing injuries and saving lives, it can also protect the soul.

The gods he visualized have merged with the Daluo Dharmakaya.

There are two benefits.

One is to protect the stored spirit, which is equivalent to the role of a tower. Even if no rituals are performed to build a tower to store the spirit, it will not dissipate at will.

The second is that, just like the physical body, it can be injured.

If one is hit by a spell targeting the soul, the impact can be transferred to the statue of the deity without damaging the soul.

Of course, the tower still needs to be built.

After all, this Daluo Dharmakaya can only repair injuries but cannot enhance cultivation.

More importantly, this Daluo Dharmakaya can continue to upgrade.

Simply by devouring the treasures from heaven and earth, one can increase the strength of one's Dharma body. If one obtains enough of these treasures and performs a ritual, one can rekindle the fire of life.

It’s like having one more life!

Unexpectedly, this Daluo Dharmakaya still requires divine refinement.

Li Yan smiled, and with a thought, his mind returned to his brows. Even though his mind was in a mess, the human figure and light ball would not dissipate.

He suppressed his excitement and adjusted his breathing according to the formula taught in the "Xixuan Dongming Sutra". Then he concentrated his mind and his magical power suddenly changed. Originally, this sense of smell was out of control. Most of the time, it was there and not there. Occasionally, it would suddenly erupt, but after the eruption, he would feel dizzy and his eyes would go black. It took a long time to recover.

And now, that amazing sense of smell is beginning to disappear.

In the end, no different from ordinary people.

Li Yan was not panicked. He pinched the upper part of the second finger with his left thumb.

This is the Yang Jue, representing the Sun Star God.

He pinched his fingers, took a deep breath, and his nasal ability was immediately activated. Various smells rushed into his nasal cavity, and the smell became stronger and stronger with his thoughts.

Then, pinch the upper part of the fourth finger with the thumb of your left hand.

This is the Yin Jue, representing the Taiyin Star Lord, and his supernatural powers have been closed again.

According to the scriptures, supernatural powers come from the six yang roots, not simply physical strength, and will consume the spirit and soul when used.

After concentrating your mind and mastering the techniques of yin and yang, you can control your supernatural powers freely.

If you close it on weekdays, you won't be targeted by those evil things.

The dark clouds hanging over my head finally dissipated at this moment.

pat!

Just when Li Yan was happy, a stone was suddenly thrown into the yard.

In the silent night, nothing could be hidden from Li Yan's ears.

someone!

He raised his eyebrows, jumped out of bed, picked up the Guanshan knife on the wall, and tiptoed out the door.

pat!

Another stone fell to the ground.

Li Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his right hand pressed the hilt of the knife.

This is a test of the waters, a tactic only those in the underworld understand.

If there are fellow travelers, just shout "Chun Dian" and they will leave, so as to avoid entering without notice, causing conflict and blood feud.

If no one responds, you can come and go as you please.

He was about to open his mouth to drive the other party away, but something suddenly occurred to him, and he pinched his hand seals, took a deep breath, and immediately he could clearly distinguish the smell within a hundred meters around him.

Sharifi?!

Li Yan was a little surprised when he smelled the visitor.

He looked to the other side and realized that his grandfather Li Gui was still sleeping, so he rushed forward suddenly, came to the corner of the wall, stepped left and right, used the force to fly into the air, and then did a neat side flip and jumped over the courtyard wall.

The person standing outside the courtyard wall was indeed Sha Lifei.

He was obviously in a dishevel, his clothes were tattered and covered in dust. He was hiding in the shadow of a jujube tree, poking his head this way and that.

"What happened?"

Li Yan frowned and asked in a low voice.

Sharifei scratched his bald head and said bitterly: "After leaving the village, Taoist Wang is here too. He is now in the dilapidated temple in the back mountain."

"Also, can you get me some water and food?"

“I’ve been hungry all day…”

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There is a mountain temple on the back mountain of Lijiabao.

This kind of mountain temple can be found all over China. Herbal farmers, hunters, or travelers on the road who go into the mountains often burn a stick of incense before entering the mountains to pray for safety and to avoid being disturbed by evil spirits.

When the old soldiers of Lijiabao were still around, the incense was still quite popular. After all, these old soldiers were all good archers and often went up the mountain to hunt wild animals.

But nowadays, fewer and fewer people go up the mountain, and there is nothing good on this barren mountain, so the mountain temple has lost its incense and has fallen into disrepair. Even a corner of the beam has collapsed.

At this moment, the bonfire in the temple was crackling.

Sha Lifei and Wang Daoxuan took the pancakes, heated them over the fire, and then wolfed them down with cold water, like starving ghosts reincarnated.

"Bandits smashing the kiln?"

Li Yan sat aside, somewhat surprised.

No wonder, during the time he was practicing, the wheat pickers like Heidan who were away had all returned, but Wang Daoxuan and the other two were nowhere to be seen.

I originally thought that the eldest lady had lasted too long and the funeral was not yet complete.

But they didn't expect that bandits would enter the village.

"Yeah, isn't it?"

While eating, Sharifei muttered, "Just after the wheat pickers left, bandits smashed the kiln that night. Fortunately, the Taoist priest and I went to order funeral materials, so we were not surrounded."

Li Yan frowned, "The Lu family has a lot of guards, and a lot of bandits?"

Sharifei swallowed the biscuit in his mouth with all his strength and cursed, "There are too many, too many to count, but there are at least three or four hundred."

"I also saw a man, the leader of the Qilu bandits we met on the road that day, who was with several big knife bandits from Guanzhong."

"Damn, the whole village was massacred, how cruel!"

"Qilu bandits?"

After hearing this, Li Yan suddenly became thoughtful.

I'm afraid this matter is not that simple...

(End of this chapter)