On the black barren mountain, Chen Feng lowered his head. There were piles of large and small silver seeds around him. Chen Feng reached out to pick up one, put it in his hand and played with it carefully.
"It looks no different from ordinary silver bars!" After looking for a while, Chen Feng didn't see any clues, and then he thought evilly, if the silverware in the world were all transformed by the obsession of resentful spirits, that would be really disgusting.
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"Sir, do you really want to refine these obsessions?" Kuo Chong asked in a low voice, his face pale and he sat weakly aside.
"Well, although I don't know whether what the palace master said is true or not, I still want to give it a try!" Chen Feng affirmed with a nod.
Kuo Chong thought for a while and closed his mouth, but his expression seemed a little hesitant. Chen Feng smiled lightly, knowing that Kuo Chong was worried about his safety, so he smiled: "Don't worry, I'm just trying it. If something goes wrong,
,I will stop immediately!”
In fact, Chen Feng was not worried about the man lying, because even if there were any other weirdness in the thought, he could eliminate it with the help of the system, and the most important thing was that Chen Feng did not detect any hostility in the man.
What's more, if there is really the original essence of the ancient dragon king on the holy mountain, he must quickly improve his cultivation level.
Seeing Chen Feng's resolute attitude, Kuo Chong stopped wasting his words and just whispered, "Master, be careful", then he closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.
Silver obsession glowed with silver light in his hands, and a cold feeling flowed along Chen Feng's palm and slowly spread into his body.
After playing with it for a while, Chen Feng circulated his spiritual energy and covered it with Nian Zhong, carefully feeling the changes in Nian Zhong's body.
"Huh?" The spiritual energy flashed through, and Chen Feng felt it carefully for a moment. He let out a light sigh, then opened his eyes, picked up a black stone on the ground, and enveloped the spiritual energy.
"Strange, the texture of this seed is the same as that of a stone. There is no spiritual energy fluctuation in it. What's going on?" Chen Feng murmured to himself, holding the seed in one hand and a black stone in the other, with a look on his face.
Showing confusion.
"Is it necessary to use Buddhist teachings to feel the difference of the seeds of thought?" After thinking about it, Chen Feng used his spiritual thoughts again, released Taoist Zen power, and surrounded the seeds of thought.
The golden Zen light filled the surroundings and slowly penetrated into the inside of the chanting along the surface of the silver nugget. Chen Feng felt carefully, fearing that he would miss something.
Sure enough, as the Zen light entered, a moment later, the chanting material really changed. The silver surface of the chanting material slowly began to squirm with the flow of the Buddha's light. It was as if the silver surface had life, and it swayed.
Layers of tiny waves.
"Yes!" Chen Feng was overjoyed and quickly increased the intensity of his Zen consciousness. The golden light around him expanded a lot again.
Nian Zhong's silver surface changed, like a chrysalis slowly peeling off its outer skin in the golden light. Chen Feng stared at Nian Zhong with joy.
However, when Chen Feng was observing carefully, the silver thought seed exploded violently as if it had been stimulated by something. When it shattered, an extremely terrifying evil spirit turned into a wisp of evil energy like an arrow.
The black smoke went straight to Chen Feng's forehead.
Everything was so sudden, Chen Feng was unprepared, and black mist rushed into Chen Feng's mind. Although Chen Feng had Buddhist Zen music to protect his body, he still couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
The black mist entered his body, and Chen Feng felt a pain in his head. Immediately, he couldn't help but think too much, his thoughts turned sharply, and a Zen light appeared in his body, blocking the black mist between lightning and flint, and Chen Feng broke out in a cold sweat.
The golden light of the Zen light flashed, bringing up the awe-inspiring righteousness, turning into a ball of golden air, trapping the black mist firmly in it. The black mist was illuminated by the golden light, and looked extremely uneasy. He dodged left and right, and screamed.
It was like a beast trapped in a cage, hitting the golden light wall crazily.
"Scared me to death!" Chen Feng saw that the black mist could not break through the Zen light. He felt relieved and reached out to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. What happened just now, if he hadn't reacted in time, there is no telling what kind of changes would have happened.
Damn it, Lord of the Iron Guard Mansion in Youcheng, why didn’t you tell me this?
The black mist hissed and screamed, releasing one stream of evil energy after another, trying to break through the shackles of the Zen light, but the Zen light was too powerful, and it was the nemesis of the evil things, so no matter how hard the black mist tried, it still couldn't
Break through the Zen light and dissolve into the Zen light bit by bit.
Time passed, about one stick of incense, and the black mist finally disappeared from Chen Feng's mind under the influence of Zen. As the black mist disappeared, Chen Feng felt his whole body light up, and the Zen in his body seemed to be purer than before.
After hearing a lot, Chen Feng was slightly startled and stayed for a while.
"Sir, how are you? Has the seed refining been successful?" Kuo Chong has been sitting not far from Chen Feng, carefully observing Chen Feng's every move. Now Chen Feng's cultivation is directly related to Kuo Chong's own safety.
, so Kuochong was very anxious.
Nodding, Chen Feng frowned, as if he was thinking about something. Kuo Chong was a little confused and continued: "What? Does it mean that refining the seeds of thought has no effect? How could the young master look so confused!"
Chen Feng had a sullen face, shook his head and looked sideways. Seeing the worry and confusion on Kuo Chong's face, he said, "No, you are wrong. It's not that it has no effect, but that the effect is too good!"
Well, Kuo Chong is even more puzzled. Could it be that the resentment has entered the body and has swallowed up the young master's brain? Since the effect is good, why do you show a depressed look as if your father is dead and your mother is getting married?
Of course, come to think of it, if Kuo Chong opened his mouth and asked, Master, are your father and mother married, he would probably be beaten to death by Chen Feng with a stick, so Kuo Chong could only show a puzzled expression and look at him eagerly.
Chen Feng.
Chen Feng put his hand on his forehead, rubbed it gently, and moved his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and whispered: "It shouldn't be, why refining a small chanting seed will increase the purity of my Dharma?"
So much, you know, in the past, even if I had practiced hard for more than a year, I might not have made such pure progress."
Speaking of this, Chen Feng couldn't help but cast his eyes on the silver seeds all over the ground, and fell into a daze alone.
Um, is it true or not, by refining a thought seed, the cultivation level has been improved so much? Kuo Chong grinned, obviously not believing what Chen Feng said, because there were too many thought seeds on the ground, and the two of them walked together
There are millions of resentful spirits destroyed above. With so many seeds of thoughts, if it is true as Chen Feng said, wouldn't his cultivation level be increased by millions of years out of thin air?
Chen Feng was also puzzled. Although he didn't believe it either, the pure improvement of Buddhism was real. It seemed that if he wanted to know the answer, he could only figure it out by continuing to refine his thoughts.
Thinking of this, Chen Feng no longer hesitated, reached out again, and picked up a chanting seed on the ground. Immediately, his mind moved, and he released a powerful Zen intention, surrounding the chanting seed.
As time went by, with the experience last time, Chen Feng's speed of refining the seeds of thoughts increased significantly. In about the time of a cup of tea, Chen Feng refined the seeds of thoughts in his hand and the seeds disappeared.
"Sir, how is this time? Have you improved your cultivation again?" Kuo Chong saw Chen Feng opening his eyes again and asked quickly.
Chen Feng nodded and said thoughtfully: "Well, it has indeed increased, but it is not as obvious as before!"
Phew, after Kuochong heard this, he finally felt comforted in his heart. If he could refine this one and increase his cultivation level by more than a year, then this kid Chen Feng would be a little too defiant.
Chen Feng sat cross-legged and looked at the Nianzhong beside him in a daze. He was very puzzled. The Nianzhong he had just refined was much larger in size than the one he refined for the first time. The evil spirit that flew out was much richer than before, but why was the improvement this time obviously not as significant as the first time?
"Weird!" Chen Feng shook his head, puzzled. He always felt that he had gone into a misunderstanding somewhere, but he couldn't think of a clue for the moment.
"Sir, what on earth can't you figure out?" Kuo Chong leaned against a towering ancient tree. After this period of rest, his physical strength has returned to normal.
"I always feel that everything in the world must have laws to follow, but today when I was refining the seeds, I seemed to be somewhat enlightened but very ignorant, as if I couldn't see clearly!" Chen Feng rubbed his head and watched the seeds come out.
"Can't see clearly? What do you mean?" Kuo Chong had been bothered by resentment all day and was really bored. Now seeing Chen Feng's puzzled face, he hurriedly asked.
"Why does refining the Buddhist chanting seeds lead to diligent cultivation? Why is the effect of improving cultivation after the second chanting seed refined significantly weaker than the first time? You know, the second chanting seed I am looking for is better than the first one. It's much bigger, and the evil thing flying out of the thought seed is far more powerful than the first one..."
Chen Feng murmured, and in confusion he reached out to pick up the seeds and read them on the ground to watch.
Hearing Chen Feng's words, Kuo Chong also chose to remain silent, his eyes chattering in his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Sir, can we understand that... Buddhism and evil spirits are in conflict with each other, so if you eliminate him, your cultivation will increase. The main reason why the second one is not as effective as the first one is It’s because your body already has some kind of resistance, so the effect is not as significant as the first one!”
Kuo Chong said weakly, after all, Kuo Chong is also a monk of the Great Emperor. His understanding and intelligence are far beyond that of others, and his ability to understand the situation is much better than others.
Chen Feng was slightly startled after hearing Kuo Chong's words. He had actually thought about this just now, but Chen Feng felt that it shouldn't be the case.
If what Kuo Chong said is true, then if a monk who is proficient in the way of fire does not need to practice all day long and can directly refine water vapor, wouldn't his cultivation level be greatly improved soon? If you put it this way, I'm afraid everyone is a great emperor. Everyone is a god, so this statement doesn’t make sense!
However, I have indeed improved a lot in my cultivation. What is going on?
Chen Feng lowered his head and thought hard. After thinking about it, Chen Feng suddenly realized what he said. His face froze, and he immediately said ecstatically: "I...I understand, I understand. Buddhism guides people to do good. It is called saving oneself and saving others." , save the world before you can achieve Great Perfection, and the seeds of thought are just evil spirits and filthy things. Refining them by yourself means transcending their obsessions. It turns out that the improvement of Buddhism is not at all how to practice, but to have a compassionate heart. A bodhisattva's heart, this is the true meaning of Buddhism and the real significance of Guanyin's Tomb..."
