Splendid Continent is a new world of cultivation, that’s what the books say.
Therefore, compared with the normal human world, Jinxiu has an extremely long humanistic history, but in terms of the history of cultivation, it is just a primary school student; when it comes to personal cultivation, there are no natural treasures, spiritual plants, or treasures in the underworld. Legendary figures, for an era, they have just begun.
Although Lao Meng was not familiar with him, he vaguely knew that this Tiji sympathized with him, so he had secretly given him a so-called fairy grass that was very old, but it was actually just a century-old ginseng plant;
Here, there is no room for the growth of fairy grass. The long traces of human survival have long made this continent an inaccessible environment. Not to mention century-old plants, even ten-year-old herbs can be encountered but not sought.
The ginseng was received by Uncle Sun when he was away. As far as he was concerned, it was the bottom line for a person in charge not to accept gifts, but he had not found a suitable opportunity to return them for a while;
There is no need to retreat now, Lao Meng's soul has returned to the underworld, and he has killed the last Wang family son, so he is worthy of these gifts.
But now, what’s the difference between obeying and not obeying?
Pulsation, also known as feeling Qi, is the resonance between one's own meridians and the spiritual forces of heaven and earth. To put it simply, ordinary mortals cannot feel the spiritual forces of heaven and earth. Only a very few are gifted, or have been passed down by teachers, or by chance, or by accident. ...can step into this door.
Those who really have a cultivation background have a unique method, which of course gets twice the result with half the effort; but for a talent like Hou Zi’s, it’s a bit exaggerated to say it’s just a coincidence, it’s just a mistake.
After you can feel the spiritual power of heaven and earth, the next step is to solidify your feeling for the spiritual power of heaven and earth. This is not to be alarmist, there are many people who come and go at this level, up and down; sometimes they can feel it, sometimes they cannot. If you are in a state of being inactive sometimes, you cannot talk about the next practice.
During the pulsation period, the human body can feel spiritual intelligence, and can get more or less benefits from walking, sitting, and lying down. This makes their bodies stronger than ordinary mortals, but there is no essential difference.
If you want to see an essential difference, you must actively absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth through the practitioner's skills. This will completely change the mortal's body, meridians, and internal organs. Only then will it be possible to use basic spells that only practitioners can use.
Hou Zi was stuck at this level. He spent all his wealth and searched for various Taoist entrance methods all over the world, but none of them suited him. The operation effect was extremely poor, which was equal to nothing.
To use the words of those who have experienced it, this is not a matter of skill, and certainly not a matter of heaven and earth, but a matter of his own qualifications.
Although there are few people in the world who can produce pulses, the absolute number is staggering given the huge population base. But most people are like him, they can sense Qi but cannot draw Qi. This is a rule of heaven and earth; after all, practice is just It is the patent of a very small number of people, but everyone can practice it. Sooner or later, the wisdom of this world will be sucked up by human beings.
The people in the Taoist sect have a sharp eye and can see through the essence of Hou Zi at a glance, so he is not recorded on the door wall; he is not the first to fall here at this threshold, and he is definitely not the last.
Originally, if he did not wear this Taoist skin and was willing to live his own life as an ordinary person, it would be certain that he would live longer. However, he has to rely on the Taoist skin to implement his legal ideals. This is more difficult. Embarrassed.
Now, it's all over.
He carefully packed everything in the study, knowing that if he left this time, he would never return. In this world, danger is always present, and for people like him, it would be a matter of time sooner or later. There is nothing surprising.
I'm afraid no one will pay attention to these laws and regulations after he leaves. In today's officialdom, no one is willing to delve into these things. It is more popular to welcome them and send them to them, and to form gangs.
It's a pity. I wonder which bookstore will benefit from it? Or will it become a source of salary?
Turning around and leaving the study, he came to a small room next to the bedroom, where the curtains were hung low and incense was lingering. For a family with some wealth, no one would put the ancestral temple in such a simple place, but now
Home is no longer what it used to be.
I exchanged a new incense for my parents and knelt down to pray. The Hou family is not a rich family and does not have so many rules, but now they are about to travel far away. This last incense...
"My dear father and mother, I am unfilial to my son and unworthy of my ancestors..."
In fact, his prayers were not sincere. The Hou family did not believe this. This is a common problem among legal families. They do not believe in ghosts and gods.
But in this world, ghosts and gods have already existed. When these mysterious things spread throughout the continent, the law is actually the one that is hurt the most!
It is the pain that must be experienced when the mortal world transforms into the world of cultivation.
Tired from kneeling, he simply sat with his lame legs crossed beside the incense table. Knowing that he would never have such an opportunity in the future, he stopped talking,
"Father, don't think that I am ignorant. You can't even do the things you taught me since childhood. What do you think?
When I was seven years old, I saw you suffer the consequences and stir up trouble... When I was ten years old, someone came to your door in the middle of the night and wanted to commit murder. Is that because you beat someone into submission?
I know all this, but you still teach me to be an upright person. Do you want me to compensate for the mistakes you have committed? "
He sighed and murmured: "It's better to die, otherwise my son will bring you to justice sooner or later... You have to know that the reason why I followed the path you arranged is because I think I should do it, not because
For your sake.”
With a self-deprecating smile, "But in the eyes of the real Taoist sect, I am just a mortal after all; a mortal has selfish selfishness, so how can it be possible to truly incarnate into the law?"
Did you have a quarrel with the Wang family? Did you share the spoils unevenly? Or did you take advantage of others? You left too hastily and suddenly, and I still don’t fully understand it; but that doesn’t mean I don’t know how you were killed.
!”
Tired of sitting cross-legged, he simply lay down and rested his head on his hands, "At least, I have avenged you by getting rid of the Wang family. This is the only selfish move I have made in several years of handling the case, and it is also the last time... It will never happen again...
…”
Just mumbling to himself, it was as if his parents were listening by his side, not only for his family but also for himself. There seemed to be some slight movement outside the yard, but he didn't care. He really didn't believe that any enemy would dare to
It was at this juncture that he came to trouble him.
Having already killed someone in public, any fool knows that the only way to deal with this caged tiger is to wait for it to perish, and not to push him too hastily.
Sure enough, the rustling sound at the courtyard door rang out, then stopped, and then rang again, endlessly... He was not in the mood to argue with these people. Although he was not a real member of the Taoist sect, he thought he was, and that was it.
constraint.
Those who control the rules should be self-disciplined.
A blurry night passed, and at dawn in the morning, Uncle Sun's voice came, "Master, please come to the gate of the courtyard and have a look."
Hou Zi walked out helplessly. Uncle Sun was good at everything, but he was so courageous...
As soon as I walked out of the courtyard, I was shocked by the scene outside. There was no one around, but everything was everywhere.
There were several robes, fast boots with fine stitching, brand-new oil-paper umbrellas, leather water bottles, steaming dry food wrapped in cloth bags, freshly picked fruits and vegetables, and even a few large ingots of silver and
Scattered silver coins...
Obviously, these are things sent by different people, and they are all useful for long journeys!
The corners of his eyes were a little moist, which was the best reward for him!
Right and wrong have their own merits, and justice always lies in the human heart; the sky is high, and there are gods three feet above the head!
