When I was practicing before, I didn't feel it at all. On the contrary, I felt it was no fun. I really wanted to keep practicing until the end of time.
But once I stop, I feel so exhausted that I wish I could pass out immediately, as if all my strength and spirit have been drained away.
This is outside the Vajra Temple. If it were outside, the situation would be very dangerous.
More importantly, my body was so tired, but I didn’t even notice that I had to continue practicing.
This is definitely against the norm.
When you have reached your own level of cultivation, your body will already have spontaneous straightness, and it will send out a warning if something goes wrong.
This mentality actually blocked this warning.
The more carefully I look, the more I think about it, the more I feel something is wrong.
Chu Ling asked: "Is this magic power?"
Fakong pondered for a while and nodded slowly: "It is indeed confusing. It should be regarded as a magic skill."
"Then can we still practice?" Chu Ling asked.
Fakong smiled: "If I say I can't, you won't be willing, right?"
"If you really are a demon, then you won't practice." Chu Ling looked at Xu Qingluo and Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang: "Really?"
Zhou Yang said: "If you have a master, it doesn't matter if you have magic skills!"
Zhou Yu shook his head.
If you are a demon, it would really be better not to practice.
This demonic power is different from the demonic power of the Six Paths of Demon Sect, and it has a more powerful influence on the mind.
If you are addicted to it at the beginning, and if you practice it for a long time, you will become more and more unable to control yourself. You will definitely be trapped in it and unable to extricate yourself.
Once unable to control oneself, it is likely to endanger the body and spirit, causing severe damage, ranging from being possessed by a demon to being possessed, or even being destroyed.
Xu Qingluo looked at Fakong: "Master, can we continue practicing?"
Fakong said: "It originally had a method of restraint, which is this circle. Once its power is exhausted, it will naturally interrupt the practice."
The four of them looked at the ball.
They can continue to practice this way because once the ball is exhausted, it will be replenished immediately.
They kept consuming and replenishing, causing them to keep practicing, and finally stopped when they couldn't support it any longer.
If they hadn't made up for it, they would have stopped long ago.
"It turns out that the ball is a means of restraint." Xu Qingluo said with a smile, "It's really exquisite."
"Is it a coincidence?" Zhou Yang said.
Chu Ling nodded.
She also thought it was a coincidence.
But this also shows that the shortcomings of the round ball, the creation of heaven and earth, just offset the shortcomings of this mental method, and it is a masterpiece of heaven.
Therefore, this mental method must be practiced and must not be missed.
Fakong said: "For the time being, it's nothing serious."
"Then let's practice quickly." Zhou Yang said hurriedly.
At this moment, his gong has been restored, he is full of energy, his eyes are wide open, and he can't wait to continue practicing.
Fakong said: "I'll see you tomorrow. Let's try to figure it out today and carefully recall the insights from cultivation."
"...Okay." Zhou Yang agreed helplessly.
Since Dharma Kong has spoken, we must listen.
The four of them turned to leave, but Chu Ling didn't. He turned back to Fakong and stared at him.
Fakong said: "Wang Huchen accepts it, it is indeed not my fault."
Chu Ling snorted and said: "You can obviously let him avoid it, why don't you think of ways to let him avoid it?"….
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Fakong smiled.
Chu Ling said: "I believe not, but what about my father? Why do you have to test your father's patience?!"
Wang Huchen accepts it, it must not be Fa Kongsuo, he does not bother to be a person who goes back on his word.
But I believe this, what about my father?
How suspicious is your father?
Fakong said: "The emperor is more patient than you think."
Chu Ling said angrily: "How can my father be patient? Do you have to force me to take action?"
She had been very angry since hearing the news last night. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Fakong's move was too inappropriate.
After thinking about it, she felt that Fa Kong's move would anger Chu Xiong.
Fakong raised his eyebrows: "The emperor wants to take action?"
"It's hard to tell if it happens again like this!" Chu Ling snorted.
Fakong looked at her.
Chu Ling suddenly sighed
tone.
Fakong smiled and said: "You can't hide your words, so just say everything you have to say."
She couldn't hide her words and feelings, and her impatience was immediately apparent.
Chu Ling sighed: "Father is very sensitive to your actions. He may take the smallest things seriously and cause his mood to become unstable."
She felt that Chu Xiong was a little crazy.
We are too concerned about Fakong's affairs, and we have to investigate and adjust every little thing, study and study again, and think over and over again.
Make a small problem a big deal and worry about gains and losses.
She then told Chu Xiong that she didn't need to care so much about what Fa Kong was watching. He wouldn't be messy anyway, and at most he would just stand aside and watch the fun.
But Chu Xiong said that she was too wishful thinking and too careless to take precautions before they happened.
Because Fakong can see the future, any subtle move in front of him may contain profound meanings and determine the future.
So it must not be taken lightly and cannot be taken too seriously.
Chu Ling didn't think so, and felt that even if he could see Wei, he wouldn't necessarily target Wei in everything. He didn't have that much time.
But these words did not move Chu at all, and he could not even argue with Chu. He was criticized by Chu Xiong and then kicked out of the imperial garden.
She was extremely annoyed, both by Chu Xiong's stubbornness and by Fakong's arrogance.
Fakong said: "Your Majesty thinks too much, no matter what I do, I will not endanger Da Qian."
"But you didn't tell your father about this at all."
"I said, does the emperor believe it?"
"...At least he will be more stable and not too worried." Chu Ling was stunned and said helplessly.
Fakong smiled.
Chu Ling lowered her hands in frustration and sighed: "Yeah..., he won't believe it."
My father only believed in his own thoughts and did not agree with what others said. He could not listen to what others said.
This is really frustrating and annoying.
The same goes for Fa Kong.
It’s not easy to worry about. It’s really hard to be caught in the middle.
Fakong said: "Your trouble is that you think too much and make yourself too tired."
"How could I not think about it!" Chu Ling said: "How could I not feel sad when I see my father in such hardship?"
Even though my father was mostly asking for it, I still wanted to share it for him, help him out, and alleviate some of his troubles.
Fa Kong thought for a moment: "Okay, I'll write a letter to the emperor."
Chu Ling was refreshed.
Fakong said: "Please come over, Your Majesty, and let us talk about what we are thinking and speak freely."
"It couldn't be better!" Chu Ling was overjoyed: "It should have been like this a long time ago!"
Fakong laughed: "As early as one morning, the emperor will not listen to my words."
"Then write it quickly." Chu Ling said, "I'll send it over right away."
"Okay." Fakong extended his hand.
Chu Ling hurriedly entered his room, took out pen, ink and paper, quickly polished it, and respectfully presented the Zihao pen.
Fa Kong picked up his pen and wrote a letter.
After a while, he wrote it, blew it twice, folded it, put it in an envelope and handed it to Chu Ling.
Chu Ling took it and immediately disappeared. The next moment, he appeared at the gate of the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple. The next moment, he appeared in the middle of Suzaku Avenue, and then quickly appeared outside the Humble Administrator's Hall.
Chu Xiong took the letter, opened it and looked at Chu Ling with a frown.
Chu Ling stared at him eagerly: "Father, do you want to meet Fakong?"
"..." Chu Xiong pondered.
Chu Ling said hurriedly: "Meet him and listen to what he has to say. You can't keep guessing like this."
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