The mountain breeze blew, bringing in a few fallen leaves.
Even Fang Mu felt a little chill, and couldn't help but shiver, and the hairs on his body stood up.
How could he know!
impossible.
Fang Mu was confused.
The other party's eyes were deep and clear, as if he could see through him completely, and Fang Mu felt uneasy as if he was being ripped apart.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man showed a bit of pity in his eyes. Thinking of the information he had read about Fang Mu, he sighed in his heart, he was also a poor child.
"Is it too cold?" the middle-aged man asked with concern.
Fang Mu shook his head: "No, it's not cold."
"You don't have to be so nervous. In the academy, no one will do anything against you. I just want to know your true identity, which will be helpful for some of my research." The middle-aged man explained: "That's all."
Fang Mu was doubtful.
He's not used to trusting other people.
Even if Li Youlian was so determined to protect herself.
He has never thought about asking for help when he encounters a problem.
Fang Mu raised his head to meet the middle-aged man's warm gaze, and the doubts deeply rooted in his heart were somewhat loosened. He was curious: "Why do you think my Dharma image is fake?"
"To be precise, it's not fake, it's just not complete enough." The middle-aged man said, "You should have sealed most of your energy, otherwise your body won't be able to bear it."
Fang Mu was shocked.
Sure enough, the other party did see it.
"I still don't understand how you could tell." Fang Mu asked, "Even the teacher in charge of the assessment couldn't tell."
The middle-aged man smiled, with some confidence on his face: "This is the mystery of the Dharma. Even though the Dharma has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, there are still countless secrets that the world cannot understand, waiting for our future generations.
When people explore it, this is the most beautiful and unique scenery in the world."
Fang Mu's mind wavered slightly.
He can hear the other person's love and sincerity for these things.
The middle-aged man continued: "When you manifest the Dharma, what appears is a stream."
Fang Mu nodded: "Yes, a very common Dharma sign."
"No, not unusual."
"How is it possible? Everyone knows that this is a very common water element. Like a river, like fog, like frost, they are all the most common water elements." Fang Mu became more and more puzzled: "Everyone saw it at that time.
, but no one felt anything was wrong.”
"Everyone is too concerned about the appearance of the Dharma, but no one cares about the deeper things. If they had understood the formation of the Dharma, they might be able to find the problem."
"What's the problem?"
"Too little."
"What?"
"Your Dharma presentation is too little."
Fang Mu shook his head: "I don't understand."
The middle-aged man was very serious, as if facing the greatest thing in the world: "It's very simple, your Dharma image is too monotonous. There are no stones, no fish, no aquatic plants in the stream, no trees, no flowers, no
Mud, no winding channels, no hazy water vapor, nothing but a stream."
"According to my research, the Dharma image is more like a complete picture scroll."
"Whether it is spiritual beasts and evil spirits, beautiful rivers and mountains, sun, moon and stars, or swords, guns, swords and halberds, as long as they are condensed into a dharma form, they cannot exist alone."
"The Dharma exists in the heavenly mansion of spiritual consciousness."
"And human thoughts are divergent."
"When the power of thinking constructs the Dharma, it will inevitably be accompanied by the formation of other accompanying forces. Unless this person is not a human being."
"If you are interested, you can go to the library and look for the book "The Beginning of the Birth of the Dharma". Well, it was written by me."
"No matter how monotonous a painting is, it should not have a completely independent existence, because complete independence means isolation from external objects, which means absolute silence."
"Such a painting will naturally be ugly."
"The Dharma is the most vital existence."
"The practice of a physiognomist is a process of refining the dharma from the imaginary to the real, in which..."
The middle-aged man paused and said: "Haha, it seems that I am a little biased. What I mean is that you should understand that your Dharma is not real enough."
Fang Mu felt a little surprised in his heart.
If you think about it carefully, it's really true.
Although he has not seen many Dharma images, they all seem to be consistent with what the other party said.
[Cangshan Shenyue] Dharma Appearance, there are also green pines, rocks, clouds and mist on the mountain. [Xuanzhongjia] Dharma Appearance does not exist alone, but is accompanied by the furnace and earth fire. [Forget Worry Flower] Dharma Appearance, the delicate little yellow flower grows on it.
In a quiet valley.
All are accompanied by a different kind of vitality.
By comparison.
My own creek is indeed missing something.
The teacher in front of me must be a great person.
Otherwise, how could we have such a thorough understanding of the Dharma?
Fang Mu's eyes gradually became respectful: "Are you a teacher from the inner courtyard?"
"No, I'm not responsible for teaching." The middle-aged man shook his head.
"You must be a very powerful phase gathering master, and a strong person who has reached the level of returning to nature." Fang Mu said very confidently.
The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, with a bit of regret in his eyes: "You still guessed wrong. I'm just an ordinary person, not a fortune teller."
Fang Mu was shocked.
Not a physiognomist.
He is just an ordinary person.
Judging from the other party's regretful mood, it seemed that he had stepped on a thunderbolt.
Fang Mu apologized: "I'm sorry, Teacher Xu, I didn't mean it."
"It doesn't matter." The middle-aged man smiled and said: "I was born without a trace, and I have tried many methods. I must admit that some people may be born with no way to obtain the gifts from the Ancient Emperor."
The way of Dharma began with the ancient emperors.
This is the most precious wealth left by the ancient emperor to the human race.
Fang Mu thought of what happened to him.
Some feel the same way.
I was more lucky, so I awakened the innate dharma, or this teacher was once more desperate and sad than me.
"Are you an innate Dharma sign?" the middle-aged man asked.
Fang Mu hesitated for a while, then nodded and said, "Yes, but I don't think I told you."
"This involves a relatively deep theory. I have temporarily named it [The Law of Dharma-Phase Coherence], but it is still being improved and more data is needed."
Fang Mu was immediately filled with admiration.
This is a serious scientific research boss.
The most admirable thing is that the other person is just an ordinary person.
"That's a little too much to say." The middle-aged man's smile was as warm as the spring breeze, dispelling the chill: "Can you show me the true form of the Dharma? This is very important to my research."
Fang Mu hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "What should I do? I still have no way to fully manifest it."
"This is very simple."
The middle-aged man stretched out his right hand: "As long as the spiritual power contacts each other, the outline of the Dharma can be projected."
The two hands touched.
Fang Mu felt a gentle spiritual power emerge around him.
Not powerful.
But tough and warm.
People can't help but believe it and get close to it.