Di Jiu knew that after realizing the two secrets of time, he still wanted to reincarnate. It was not that he had to repair his Taoist heart, but that he had to repair his Taoist heart.
It's like many people yearn for peace, but they can't enjoy this kind of peace, because there are always some people who are full of hostility. If you don't resist, they will crush you directly. If you want peace, you must let
Strengthen yourself first, and suppress the hostility that wants to crush you under your feet.
The two pieces of time and space still couldn't suppress him, so Di Jiu calmed down his mood. Then he carefully took out a piece of jade and hung it around his neck. It was given to him by Cao Xi before he left.
He suspected that his path was probably because of Cao Xi, so he had to bring Cao Xi's things with him. Now he did not look back at Bodhizi. Di Jiu himself did not know whether he would be able to meet Cao Xi after reincarnation.
Since one is perfecting one's Tao mind, one cannot have memory. If there is memory, there will be traces. Traces deliberately pursued cannot perfect one's Tao.
His memory must not be lost. His memory will follow his Tao and thoughts and stay on the Bridge of Reincarnation. After the Bridge of Reincarnation takes him to reincarnation, it will be attached to his sea of consciousness. When he has the first trace of spiritual thought,
time, that is when he regained his memory and returned to Lunhui Bridge to merge with Tao Yun.
With the first trace of spiritual thought, he may not have perfected his Tao and repaired his Taoist heart. However, Di Jiu is sure that when he has another trace of divine thought after reincarnation, whether he meets Cao Xi or not, his Tao will remain unchanged.
Everything will gradually improve. He has chosen to reincarnate and have done it. Doing it does not mean that it will be successful, but it will make him have no regrets.
Di Jiu looked at the Reincarnation Bridge that was still floating in front of him. He calmed down and no longer cared about it. He raised his feet and stepped slowly into the Reincarnation Bridge. At the same time, Dao Yun dispersed.
The moment Di Jiu stepped into the reincarnation bridge with his first foot, his body became weaker. With every step Di Jiu took into the depths of the reincarnation bridge, his figure became weaker and weaker until his body was completely
It disappeared, following the Reincarnation Bridge into the void, without any trace left.
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Dajijia Village.
This is just a small village in Yemen County. Even though the name of this village has a big character, it is still a small village. There are not a thousand villages like this in the entire Yemen County, but there are only five or six hundred.
There are nearly 300 households in Dajijia Village, and 90% of the people have the surname Ji, so it is called Dajijia Village, but there are also some other surnames in Jijia Village.
Di Baiyi is the foreign surname who came to Dajijia Village. Compared with other foreign surnames, there are only one family and two people with the Di surname.
Although Di's surname is a foreign surname to Dajijia Village, Di Baiyi was not ostracized. On the contrary, many people even specially sent some things during the holidays.
The main reason is that Dr. Di Bai's medical skills are very good. Adults and children in the village who have headaches and fevers all come to see Dr. Di Bai. The name Dr. Di Bai is also because of his very good medical skills. Some people say that he has a lot of good medical skills, so he is called Dr. Di Bai.
He is Doctor Di Bai. Over time, the original name of Doctor Di Bai has been forgotten.
Di Baiyi did not marry a wife, and his only relative was a disciple, his adopted son Di Jiu.
More than 20 years ago, Dr. Di Bai saw the infant Di Jiu when he was looking for medicinal materials in the mountains. Dr. Di Bai felt pity and took Di Jiu home, and he just made a small name in the mountain.
Because he had no relatives, Dr. Di Bai regarded Shan Lai as his own relative and studied medicine with him. Whenever others came to see him and said that Shan Lai would be Dr. Di Bai again in the future, Dr. Di Bai would laugh and say,
"In the future, if he can achieve one-tenth of my ability, I will be satisfied."
Others also knew that Dr. Di Bai was telling the truth. Shanlai was too dull, learning the front and forgetting the back, and seemed to be distracted every day. If he hadn't done things in an orderly manner, everyone would have thought Shanlai was a fool.
Over time, others began to think that Shanlai's medical skills would not be even one-tenth of Di Bai's in the future, so he would simply be called Di Jiu.
Everyone called him Di Jiu. Doctor Di didn't even bother to give Di Jiu a name and just called him Di Jiu.
Maybe it’s because Di Jiu is too dull, so everything he does seems to be slower than others. When others are twenty-two years old, they may have graduated from college or become a real professional warrior. Di Jiu is twenty-two years old.
When I was in high school, I went to senior high school several times but failed to get into college.
Di Baiyi was also old and frail, and finally became ill. When he passed away, Di Jiu had not been admitted to university. Di Baiyi left, and with the help of the villagers, Di Jiu transferred Di Baiyi's
The funeral affairs have been taken care of. In addition, since he is not good at literature and martial arts, he can only stay in the medical clinic left by Dr. Di Bai.
It’s just that everyone in Dajijia Village and surrounding villagers knows that the origin of Di Jiu’s name is that Di Jiu’s medical skills are even less than 100% of that of Dr. Di. In addition, he has not even passed the college entrance examination, and he does not have a medical qualification certificate. So even if Di Jiu has
No matter how famous Baiyi was before, no one dared to come to this medical center to see Di Jiu.
Fortunately, Di Baiyi had left behind a considerable amount of property. Although Di Jiu had no income, he could barely make ends meet for the time being.
He would leave the village every day with a pensive expression on his face, go to the mountains to look for medicinal materials, and then come back under the moonlight with still a pensive expression on his face.
Sometimes he only went out in one day to collect a few medicinal herbs. Even so, Di Jiu still went out early and came back late, even on rainy days.
From the point of collecting medicinal materials from the mountains, Di Jiu not only perfectly inherited the tradition of Di Baiyi, but also carried it forward.
As the days passed, people in the village became accustomed to it.
…
On that day, the weather was a little gloomy, and a car with a brand that no one in the village could recognize slowly drove into the village.
Several aunts chatting in the village all turned their attention to the car. According to their experience, even if they could not recognize the brand of the car, the person who could ride in the car was not a simple person because of its majestic appearance.
The car stopped in front of a few chatting aunts. A pretty woman wearing a fine platinum necklace lowered the window and asked, "Aunties, where is Doctor Di Bai's house?"
Doctor Di Bai? Doctor Di Bai is dead.
"Are you looking for Dr. Di Bai? He has been dead for more than half a year." Someone replied.
"Dr. Di Bai is dead?" The pretty woman was stunned, and then became a little confused. She came here to find Dr. Di Bai. If Dr. Di Bai died, who should she go to?
The man sitting in the front row asked hurriedly, "Then, does Dr. Di Bai have any brothers or disciples?"
The aunt who just answered told the truth, "Doctor Di Bai does have a disciple, but he is a bit young. Their family is over there."
After the aunt finished speaking, she pointed at Dr. Di Bai's small medical clinic. The hint of youth in her words suggested that the medical skills of Dr. Di Bai's disciples were really not very good.
"Thank you very much. Master Cheng, please drive over." The man in the front seat said to the driver.
The driver responded and started the car. The pretty woman frowned and said, "Brother Pang, Yi Xun's illness is so serious that countless experts at home and abroad are helpless. Even if they find Dr. Di Bai, they may not be able to cure it.
What's the use of looking for his disciples?"
The man named Pang Ge sighed, "Lan Yan, if there was a way, would we come here? Doctor Di Bai was also recommended by Master Yiming of Huangjing Temple. We don't have to believe that Doctor Di Bai, but Master Yiming, you
Don’t believe it either?”
Lan Yan sighed and said nothing. Just as Pang Ge said, if there was a way, who would be willing to come to such a small mountain village to find a village doctor?
…
The roar of the car woke up Di Jiu, who was deep in thought, but he did not raise his head and was still fiddling with the medicinal materials in his hand. Ever since he could remember, he had always felt that there was one important thing that he had not remembered. As for what it was that was important.
However, despite thinking about it for more than twenty years, he never remembered it.