"Crystal, I have nothing to do, so I will go to the inner hall of the Underwater Immortal Palace with me. Although the inner hall is not as rich as the outer hall, it is also interesting. Moreover, I leave this palace and I want you to preside over it." Feng Xian took the jade box of the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder and said.
"Okay, I'm just about to go and have a look!" Since they are brothers and sisters, Crystal is not polite.
Feng Xian stretched out his hand, and with one finger, he saw the six-colored light columns on the "Liuhe Baoding" flowing, circling left and right, and a huge Tai Chi circle appeared in the hall, with two sides, one black and one white, a square and one square eye. As the black and white lights circulate, a crescent-shaped portal was cracked in the Tai Chi circle, which was exactly in the middle, and was not biased at all.
"There is no real portal in the inner palace, this is the portal. If you don't know the formation and do not match the attributes, no matter how powerful the magic power is, you cannot enter, unless the entire palace is destroyed." Feng Xian gave a tip: "Because the two palaces are isolated, it has a special effect in defending against foreign invasions."
Feng Xian calmed down and showed a strange look: "When talking about foreign invasion, when I was meditating just now, I really encountered someone peeking at me from outside the palace?"
As he said that, he walked into the crescent-shaped portal, and his body flashed and disappeared.
When Crystal saw it, she stepped in and felt that her body was moved by a powerful force as soon as she stepped in. This process was just a moment. In the blink of an eye, a palace built entirely of transparent glass was already coming. It was about ten feet high and shone cold and shining brightly. In the palace, the six light pillars shone brightly, and there was no special furnishing except a huge jade seat in the center.
The two sat down under the jade seat. Crystal didn't feel anything special, but just asked, "Who is peeping?"
"I don't know who it is, I only know that this person belongs to Buddhism and I don't know how to be tempted. I have changed several times and hope that he will give up, but this monk still snoops. So I simply absorbed and decomposed the spirit of his snoops, and then branded the star of the Death Sign on his mind. It will take three months later or three days later, and his body will not be preserved." Feng Xian said coldly.
"Will this be too strict?" Crystal asked.
"It doesn't matter, I've prepared it. After three days, the mark will be solved." Feng Xian said: "It's just to teach him a lesson. Don't just spy on my secrets."
"Brother... I met her in Dongjiang." Shui Jing hesitated for a while and finally said.
"Is she Xiaoye?" Feng Xian seemed to have expected it and said the name of the six hundred-year taboo.
"It's... brother, you know it long ago?"
"No, I just guess that since God wants me to come out, with the usual way of manipulating fate with the usual way of "it", she will naturally appear in front of me. After all, it is a turning point in my life, and the importance is self-evident." Feng Xian said this as if he was talking about an ordinary person.
Looking at his faint expression and the calm tranquility, Crystal felt confused. Although the young man in front of him still had his appearance for six hundred years, his mind and nature had completely changed.
She felt a sense of strangeness and melancholy, and looked at him with a side look.
"What's wrong? Look at me with such a look?"
"Have you forgotten her?" Crystal asked incredible. When the sword light in the lightning penetrated the girl's chest, blood was like a flying flower, splashing like a spring, and was killed by her beloved man. At that moment, Xiaoye's expression was still clearly visible after six hundred years.
"I can't forget it, I still remember it clearly."
"But..." Such a plain tone and such a indifferent look seemed as if everything was a trivial existence, which was really terrible.
Six hundred years ago, Crystal still remembered Feng Xian’s love for Xiaoye at that time.
That look, that tone, that inadvertent move, and even the perseverance of gritting teeth in the snowy sky and carrying Xiaoye's six days and nights, they once made her, her own sister jealous, but now all this confuses her. Is this love false? It seems to be true.
But such true love is still cut off like this. What kind of world does this man whose brother is in his heart?
Feng Xian looked at this sister, and there was still this doubt in her eyes. Such a mood is quite bad for a monk. If you feel confused in your heart, you will lose your direction.
After thinking about it, he said, "Crystal, have you seen planting trees?"
"I've seen it, what's wrong?" Shui Jing didn't know what he was doing when he suddenly asked this question.
Feng Xian flashed in his hand, and a pear appeared in his hand. Feng Xian handed it to her, "Eat it!"
Jing looked at him in confusion, but still took it and ate it in just a few bites. The pear was very delicious and juicy, but Jing knew that his brother would have the intention to do this, so he looked at him after finishing his meal.
Feng Xian took the core of the fruit in her hand and found a fruit casually.
"At the beginning of practicing Taoism, one must first have a seed." Feng Xian said lightly: "Buddhist first makes great vows, and Taoism also has similar methods. This kind of seed is a guiding thing in a considerable stage in the future, which is very important." He paused: "Those who worship gods should also have a baptism."
With a throw away, an altar rose from the glass ground, and the seeds fell on the altar, and a bunch of green dew sprinkled on it, and the seeds immediately sprouted and spit out their tender teeth.
"If you obtain effective practice methods and persevere, the seed will sprout and take root." Feng Xian said lightly: "Due to the different methods, the conditions required for seed growth are also different, but it can be summarized. There is nothing else, just spirit and vitality."
As they spoke, the green seedlings had already reached a foot high, and were so verdant that they were very cute.
Feng Xian pointed to the seedlings and said, "Look, whether it is pear seedlings, apple seedlings, peach seedlings, or even most other seeds, although they have different forms and different attributes, "roots" and "leafs" still must exist, which are inevitable elements of growth!"
Crystal said in question: "Is spirit and vitality the "roots" and "leafs" of practice?"
Feng Xian smiled: "At least this is how I understand it. For example, if I plant pear trees now, fruits are my goal, but you can say that the trunks and leaves are not what I want, they are just one of the processes, so can we give up?"
"No, because without the trunks and leaves, fruits cannot grow."
"Haha, yes." On Feng Xian's altar, the saplings continued to grow, and slowly turned into a large pear tree with branches and leaves, up to two meters high. Perhaps because of the immortal magic, the tree even carried a little golden light.
In a while, the plow flowers bloomed, and a fragrance spread throughout the hall. Feng Xian did not urge it to grow up anymore, but enjoyed such a scenery.
After looking for a while, he took out the pear core and took out a seed from it.
"Look at this kind of seed is not much different from what I planted just now, but now compared with this tree, do you think their value is equal?"
"What do you mean?" Shui Jing understood Feng Xian's meaning a little, and she frowned.
Feng Xian didn't answer, just smiled. With this smile, the pear tree on the altar changed again, the flowers withered rapidly, and fruits were immediately born. After a while, delicious and juicy pears hung on them.
"I mean, you can use this fruit core to tell the fruit farmers that this seed can grow into a pear tree. Will I exchange this with you for a pear tree or a pear? Will there be a fruit farmer who can change it?"
"Ah... the fruit farmers don't know, but such a metaphor..."
"Actually, it's the same. Let's put it clearly. Indeed, at the beginning of my practice, Seeds had a lot to do with Xiaoye, but it doesn't mean that her influence was very great for me. When I grew up to be a big tree, its influence was insignificant, both in quantity and quality."
Feng Xian said again: "Maybe you think this metaphor is not very good, so I'll change it."
"People in the world can abandon their lives to pursue gold, but for our existence, whether it is evil or good, can they still take a piece of gold to heart?" Feng Xian said, pointing to the magnificent palace.
“No.”
"Why? Crystal?"
"Maybe it's because you've seen too much, it's because you're not worth it. Maybe you're pursuing the way of heaven, so you don't take such things to heart." Jing said, looking at Feng Xian.
"The previous words are not very correct, but the latter words make some sense." Feng Xian smiled: "Precisely because we do not pursue things in the world, gold and other treasures do not have much effect on us, and no one will be crazy about them."
"And feelings are things that maintain relationships between people, maintain family stability, and maintain human reproduction. Our pursuers of heavenly ways are not the relationship between people, but the relationship between themselves and heaven. They do not need to be the core of the family, nor do they need to reproduce descendants. Do you think that feelings in the general sense still dominate the real heavenly ways?" Feng Xian picked a pear casually: "Of course, we are still humans and maintain a certain relationship, but it is ridiculous to measure our generation by the standards of love and hate by mortals."
"Humans can die for love and hatred, but we cannot. In my own experience, more than 90% of my current spiritual realm belongs to the law of heaven. Human emotions only retain ten percent, while mortals are just the opposite. More than 90% of them belong to the part of emotions." Feng Xian ate the pear: "So they are fascinated by love and hatred, and even fearless even from the emperors to the people, heroes and heroes. And even if all our feelings break out, it is not enough to shake the other ninety percent of their will."
Such strange remarks made Shuijing stunned. She looked at Feng Xian, not knowing what to say. She seemed to think it was wrong, but she could not refute it.
"And for us, ascension means completely cutting off cause and effect. So I said that immortals or gods who have completely abandoned human emotions are right or wrong with my race, their hearts will be different. They are not without emotions, but without 'human emotions'. There is a big difference here."
"Crystal, your path is still long! The Buddhist Vajra Prajna Paramita Sutra says: Those who know that I preach like a raft metaphor. What should we give up the Dharma? What's more, I should give up the Dharma?"
Feng Xian threw the fruit core on the altar and said, "There is 12 hours left. My agreement with Bixia is coming, so I will prepare it first."
As he said that, a purple light flashed on Feng Xian's body and the person disappeared.
Shui Jing was silent for a while and walked to the altar. She stroked the lively pear tree, feeling a slight tingling pain. She murmured: "Faru raft boat, crossing the river, Yingshe. Brother, do you think of Xiaoye like this? Just treat her as a "seed" and a "raft boat"?"
"Brother, you really don't care about the love you once had so deep and the vow you made? Just give up everything that belongs to mortals without hesitation?"
"Maybe you are right, but I still remember that six hundred years ago, we were in the house in Leping Garden, we were building a fortune among the trees, just under the evergreen tree, I heard you make a promise to love her. At that time, I was still very jealous of her snatching my brother away?"
At that time, I remember that in the afternoon, the wind was a little strong, but it was full of flowers, mixed with the smell of soil, and there were even many noisy voices. The accidental puppy was barking excitedly.
"Pearshu, pearshu, tell me that all this has disappeared in time and will never come back? Whose jokes are all this? Whose game?"
Of course, the pear tree would not answer. The crisp sound of the crystal disappeared into the air like this. A loneliness that no one obeyed and no one was present came to my heart in an instant.
For some reason, looking at the surrounding magnificent brilliance, the turbulent clouds surging, the scenery of heaven and man, a tear from crystal flowed down like this, splashing on the soil.
This is the intoxication of fate.
Chapter completed!