It is said that after the prince got rid of the entanglement of the queen, he escaped with his sword and walked hundreds of miles before he stopped the sword and began to walk.【】
He knew that his mother would never give up easily and would definitely come after her. So he did not dare to stay on the road and drove day and night towards the mountain that was gradually appearing in the distance.
After two days and two nights, the road turned around, and a large mountain appeared in front of the prince in the distance. Looking from a distance, the mountain was majestic and beautiful. The entire mountain was hidden in the mountains that sometimes looked like ribbons and sometimes looked like a sea of mist.
In the center, the momentum is vast and ethereal. Although they are far apart at this time, the prince with his keen sense has already felt the rich vitality of heaven and earth coming towards his face, which makes him feel refreshed.
He suppressed the joy in his heart, and after looking around for a while, he stretched out his hands to gesture and calculated carefully. However, he saw that this mountain was opposite to the Jing Le Kingdom across the river, and they were inseparable from each other.
The prince felt a sense of familiarity and reunion. At this time, he had already determined in his heart that this mountain was his destination in the future, that he had sought immortality, restored the original, and jumped out of the chessboard of world affairs.
The permanent dojo.
Once the prince was sure that this was the Fairy Mountain of Taihe, without any hesitation, he immediately spread his long hair, fluttering in the wind, swayed his clothes and grass shoes, and went straight into the deep mountain.
This is exactly: "There was this rock at the beginning of chaos. This rock towers over Mount Taihe. It faces the top of the mountain thousands of feet, and has a bay of sweet spring water in the north. The stone strands are shaped like flying phoenixes, and the rock cages are like green snails. The source of spiritual energy
The fairy stream is surrounded by three sides, surrounded by ancient junipers and pines. Raindrops and pearls knock on the stone stacks, and the wind blows the jade flute on the pine pass. In the morning, the rooster crows to see you in the east, and in the evening, the crane returns to Beidou Bay. The fairy birds at the mouth of the valley often call, and the mythical beasts on the mountain top are everywhere.
Pan. Of course, the universe is huge, and the sun and the moon are free for the Yuan Dynasty. Since ancient times, Xuanzhen has been practicing Taoism, and his traces are still in the world. I don’t know how many gods and immortals have returned to the famous mountain out of love.
The prince knew that from this moment on, one door behind him had been closed, but another door was opening in front of him. In the door behind him, there was a world of mortals, material desires and luxury, an unforgettable past, and
The future that he could not help but think about; the unfavorable love debts that were constantly being sorted out and repaid; the reincarnation of cause and effect that could not be transcended. And the moment he stepped into this deep mountain, although he did not look back, he knew that there was no way back behind him.
Yesterday, that wisp of dust-stained soul was stored in a dusty corner. It will never be thought of again, but it will never be forgotten. The misty smoke in the mountains carries the worldly things like clouds and dreams away,
There is no shadow or trace. The prince knows that he has hurriedly came from the past life to this life. Now that the earthly connection has been broken, it is time to rush to the next life with a clear and pure heart. He knows that this big mountain in front of him, this big mountain
The narrow path under your feet is a door leading to the past life or this life. Behind the door will be an inescapable loneliness, a solitary lamp in the dark night, listening to the rain on a cold night, a sword and a futon, alone and only the shadow of Shi'an.
It has been a thousand years since I turned around.
Wealth in the world is revealed among the flowers, fame on paper is retting on the water.
The secluded mountains and forests have long forgotten themselves. What about the ascetics who have traveled thousands of miles to come to this place so far away from the world of mortals? Who can truly forget themselves? It is like a flying bird flying into the dense forest, surrounded by dusk clouds, and the past life seems like smoke...
This lonely mountain instantly gave the prince an ethereal Taoist heart. He walked on the mountain road shrouded in mist, surrounded by the drizzle of light rain. Everything was pure and fresh, and there was no trace of smoke.
However, this is not another world after all. There is no Styx blocking the road, and there is no Milky Way shuttle. This is actually the world of mortals. It is only because of the differences in people's hearts that we have the illusion of two heavens.
Just when the prince was immersed in the joy of being freed from the world of mortals, thinking that he was no longer separated from yesterday, there was a dull tiger roar that broke all the etherealness and lifted him from the colorless world. Reality was brought back to the empty world.
Black tiger, see black tiger again.
For the prince at this time, the appearance of this black tiger was simply a nightmare that was difficult to get rid of. Because with its appearance, the most difficult web of family ties in the world to break came with it. chaos.
At this moment, the prince suddenly understood that the so-called severing of the relationship was not as simple as just one party being able to make the decision to break off love. Just like the difficult-to-clarify love-hate entanglements between himself, Yue Shang and Feng Yi, If it weren't for some mistake that made him and Yue Shang have no choice but to separate, if it weren't for Feng Yi's inherent wisdom, and if both parties had an agreement and long-cherished wish that was illusory but infinitely beautiful, I'm afraid it wouldn't just be these two infatuated women. Even I can't break free from this kind of gentle countryside, so how can I break off the relationship?! But now that I want to leave the world, I don't care about the feelings of my parents and relatives, and let go. My parents' kindness has not been repaid, and the country's high expectations have not been repaid. But he just walked away without leaving a trace. If you think about it from the perspective of your parents and Chinese people, it is indeed difficult to accept.
Thinking of this, the prince's heart went back and forth a thousand times, and he was heartbroken. His mother's trembling call came faintly from the distant mountains and forests, like a sharp blade, raging in his heart, cutting deep lines. There were bloodstains on the ground. The unbearable heartache made the prince's face twitch and cold sweat dripped from his forehead. Suddenly he realized that he had made a big mistake and he didn't know how to make up for it. He couldn't help but be in a dilemma.
A voice sounded in the prince's ears, like a clear song, suddenly breaking through the confusion and entering the prince's mind: "It's hard to find the way! It's hard to seek the way! There's no way forward, and you won't be willing to retreat! We are bound by fate and love. , the whole body is tied to the world. It is difficult to leave the homeland, and it is difficult to lift the sword of wisdom. One sword swings down, and blood splashes on both sides. I am a human in one life, but I have roots for several lives. I will kill three corpses and emerge from the dust with one thought!"
The confused prince felt as if he was entering the ice and snow upon hearing the sound. It was truly like an enlightenment, and his heart was filled with clarity.
He looked up at the sky, prayed devoutly, then sat cross-legged on the ground, looked at his nose and nose, asked his heart, closed his eyes and looked inward, and fell into meditation. While waiting for his mother to come, he meditated on how to escape from his body.
In the haze, the prince's thoughts followed the movement of the true energy and entered the meridian network. The prince suddenly discovered that there was something else in these intricate passages, which he had never seen before. His thoughts followed the true energy flowing around the meridians. , every time you pass through a large or small hub, which is the so-called acupuncture point in later generations, you will always find that there are more or less worldly memories stored in it. And these memories are not fixed, and sometimes change with the movement of the true energy. Traveling around, he finally entered Baihui above his head, where he sorted and combined them, and then scattered them everywhere with new memories. And these memories that remain in the meridians of the body are actually a kind of parasite that seems to have its own independent life. Subtle but substantial, and often those experiences that one does not want to think of but is always difficult to get rid of. Only in the three Dantian areas of Yintang, Shanzhong and navel, a large amount or sweetness is stored Or Yingwu's memory is his recent understanding of the way of heaven and his free and easy mood after breaking through the barriers of the earthly world. The prince's mind wandered around in the meridian network, as if he had experienced a rebirth, and all the past events were like a dream. All appear before my eyes one by one.
All these memories were connected in strings in the meridians, forming a labyrinth-like network. The prince found that although he was the master of this network, there were still some places that were insurmountable and insurmountable. It seemed that they were forbidden areas that even he could not touch.
At this time, the prince was not impatient, but was secretly happy. Because he knew that he had found the crux of the difficulty, and he vaguely thought of a solution.
He withdrew his thoughts, and while trying to resist the intrusion from the outside world, he separated a ray of soul from the sea of consciousness, sank directly into the Dantian, went up all the way, passed through Shanzhong, passed Yintang, entered Baihui, and then put this piece of soul into Baihui.
The strands of Yuan Shen differentiated and sneaked into the meridians throughout the body. He understood what troubled him the most at this time, so he did not want to spend too much energy, but chose those related to his parents and people and made him
Memories of difficult decisions are carried in these differentiated souls, accumulated along the way, and then summarized and sorted in each acupuncture point, discarded as insignificant, leaving behind that are difficult to let go, and then continue to sneak.
But this is easy to say, but in fact, only the prince himself knows how difficult it is. You must know that what the prince is least willing to face at this time is the various memories between himself and his parents. His soul avatar is in the meridians.
Every time he comes across these things, it always evokes waves of annoyance and guilt for his parents in his heart, just like a thousand snakes eating his heart. The unforgettable pain is really not something outsiders can understand.
But he also knew that this was a critical juncture. If he relaxed even a little bit, the guilt he felt for his parents' kindness would inevitably come flooding in, overwhelming all his defenses. When that time came, what he had done before would definitely come to an end.
All the efforts made will inevitably fall apart and be in vain. And this is what the prince who is devoted to the Tao least wants to see.
So the prince tried hard to restrain his mind at this time, imagining himself as a bystander and a cold-blooded executor. No matter how warm and difficult to let go of those memories, he just sorted them out and collected them, forcing himself to carve out the flesh in his heart.
Heart-like severe pain, pulled out from the meridians one by one.
After he sorted and combined this information, it gradually merged into the upper, middle and lower dantian, forming a picture in his consciousness. Finally, he compressed it into a drop of golden liquid and dripped into the dantian of his lower abdomen.