11. The early stage of Yuanshen (please recommend and collect)
Cheng Yu did not attend the last self-study class, so he told Qin Feng'er and went home early from school.
After finishing their dinner early, the couple picked up a few things, nothing more than a few steamed buns and a bottle of liquor, and walked to the Cheng Gong Temple in the east of the village.
It was already dark when we arrived at Chenggong Temple. Chenggong Temple is a courtyard with an ancestral hall built inside. There is a black plaque on the courtyard door with three golden characters "Chenggong Temple" on it.
The couple walked into the courtyard and pushed open the door of the ancestral hall. Under the faint moonlight, they saw Cheng Yaojin, the ancestor of the Cheng family and the founding general of the Tang Dynasty, wearing armor, a war helmet and a bright red war robe.
There were offerings on the table, and there was unburned incense in the incense burner. It looked like someone had been there during the day, and the incense kept burning because of the efficacious effect.
Luo Juan took out four steamed buns and placed them on the altar table, took out three incense sticks from the incense table, lit them, and inserted them into the incense burner.
He led Cheng Yu to kneel down and read softly: "The ancestors of the Cheng family, descendants of Cheng Jianguo, wife Luo Juan, and my son Cheng Yu, kowtow to you!" After reading, he led Cheng Yu to kowtow respectfully three times.
After kowtowing, Luo Juan pulled Cheng Yu to sit cross-legged on the ground and said: "Ancestor, our family is poor and we don't have much good things to buy. I have steamed a few steamed buns and you can make do with it. My son and I came here today because we want to
Let’s talk to the father of my child about our family affairs. If your spirit appears, please help me pass the words on to him..."
Mother was chattering away, sometimes crying, sometimes laughing, as if her father was sitting opposite her.
Cheng Yu released his spiritual consciousness. He heard Liu Shiji say that Mr. Cheng is here. I will try to call him out.
As soon as I thought about it, the world of spiritual consciousness clearly appeared. Isn't that the legendary Cheng Yaojin? I saw this ancestor, with a black-kneed face and a beard. He was fat and mighty. There was a giant ax beside him with three ax handles.
As long as a meter, an ax bicycle is the smallest.
At this time, Mr. Cheng was sitting on the altar table, feasting on his meal. His mouth was full of oil. His eating posture was like the little black pig that Cheng Yu fed every day. He was eating and talking to himself. If this TN person had
Wine, my old Cheng is beautiful.
Cheng Yu really wanted to laugh out loud, so he quickly mobilized the power of his mind and said silently in his heart: "Ancestor, if you want to drink, I have it here. If you are really the god of this place, please show up and see me, show up!"
I saw Cheng Yaojin who was having a meal and said in surprise: "Who is calling me, old Cheng?" Those monsters and elves all have rules. No matter how old you are, as long as someone has the ability to call you, you have to go there.
, this is the power of law.
Having no other choice, Lao Cheng floated to Cheng Yu, raised his hands and asked respectfully: "This little brother, you call me Lao Cheng, what are your orders?"
Cheng Yu hurriedly returned the courtesy and said: "Ancestor, I don't dare. I am your descendant, and my name is Cheng Yu. If you call me Cheng Yu, call me little brother, it will mess up the generational hierarchy."
Cheng Yaojin stepped forward with wide eyes and looked at Cheng Yu carefully, up and down, left and right, and circled around Cheng Yu for several times before stopping.
"Yes, well, you are a descendant of me, Lao Cheng. That old guy Liu Shiji didn't lie to me. I see that your mental cultivation has entered the early stage of Yuanshen." The more Lao Cheng looked at it, the more he liked it. The more he looked at it, the more he nodded, and continued.
He said: "You are young, yes, if you practice hard, you will definitely accomplish a lot."
"What should I call you? Let's call you grandson. That's many generations older than the current generation. Forget it, let's call you Cheng Yu. I said Cheng Yu. Talk to me, old Cheng, about what happened.
"
Seeing that his ancestor had no airs and was very easy-going, Cheng Yu stopped being formal and said: "Ancestor, I have wine here, please enjoy it!" Cheng Yu put the wine on the altar table and continued, "I want to ask my father about it.
Do you know what happened?"
"Isn't your father abroad? Why are you asking about this?" Cheng Yaojin felt strange. He hadn't asked about it in ten years, so why did he come to ask about it today?
"There is news that my father is no longer alive. I want to ask you if you know how my father died?" Cheng Yu continued to ask sadly.
"Hey, it's impossible. Your father can't die. I, Old Cheng, know that your father is also a person with the power of thoughts. If he had died ten years ago, with the power of his thoughts, his soul would try his best to return to the world.
Report to me at home."
Seeing Cheng Yu's disbelieving expression, Cheng Yaojin became anxious and emphasized: "You can analyze it yourself to see if what I said makes sense."
"Then do you know where my father is abroad and what he is doing?"
"I, Old Cheng, don't know about this either. Don't think that I, Old Cheng, have much ability. I am just a remnant of Cheng Yaojin's soul floating back to his hometown. I can only keep my parents in my hometown safe."
"My body and soul are accompanying the king in Tang Zhaoling. It is because I have a strong filial heart that I can float back. My mother is also buried here, and I have to accompany her."
Seeing that Cheng Yu was listening attentively, Cheng Yaojin continued, "You are still young, so you probably don't know. Today I will tell you that my mental cultivation is only at the peak of Yuan Shen. When I release my spiritual consciousness, I can only perceive the inner world.
No matter how far away it is, I can’t see it.”
"The cultivation of the power of thoughts is divided into Yuan Shen, Transformation Shen, Earth Immortal, Immortal, Heavenly Immortal, Kun Realm, Qian Realm...I won't know about these realms later, each realm is divided into four
The stages are respectively the early stage, the middle stage, the late stage and the peak stage."
"The way of cultivating martial arts is divided into warriors, martial arts masters, grand masters, martial emperors, and martial gods...I don't know what comes next. Each of these realms is divided into four categories: elementary, intermediate, advanced, and top.
stage.”
"The higher your cultivation level, the greater your ability. Your current mental cultivation level can only summon some perceptible gods, and can simply control some people's actions and thoughts."
"In the later realms, as you get higher and higher, you can control the changes of objects, create things out of nothing, be immortal, travel through time and space, reverse history... and even become more powerful. As for martial arts, you haven't started yet."
As Cheng Yu listened, he gradually understood that the path of cultivation was so advanced, but it seemed that he was still far behind.
"What kind of cultivation level do you have, ancestor?" Cheng Yu asked again after Lao Cheng finished speaking.
"I'm old Cheng, I'm sorry to say it. The power of my mind is at the peak of the soul. Do you practice martial arts? I'm a top warrior. My martial arts is average and I only know three and a half moves. Hehehehe." Cheng Yaojin replied shyly.
road.
Cheng Yu's heart felt cold. Oh my God, it has been more than 1,300 years and I haven't entered the second realm yet. This must be too difficult.
Seeing the disappointment on Cheng Yu's face, Cheng Yaojin said angrily, "Hey, Cheng Yu, you look like you are dissatisfied with me and look down on me."
"No, no, no, ancestor, I feel that it is too difficult to improve in cultivation, and I am afraid that I will not reach the height I want." Cheng Yu quickly waved his hand and explained.
"So that's what you're worried about. Don't worry. It's because I, Old Cheng, are too stupid. If you have excellent qualifications and are a genius enough, you will improve very quickly. In the realm of Yuanshen, I, Old Cheng, will help you practice martial arts.
I can help you a little bit, but you have to rely on yourself later."
"Really? Then I'll thank my ancestors first. Cheng Yu quickly bowed his hands." Cheng Yu looked shocked.
"You're welcome, just help me if you ask for help. I have some things here that can help you improve your cultivation. I don't need it anymore. You can take it and use it. You are my descendant. Practice hard to make your ancestors look good." Cheng Yaojin said.
Next, take out a bag.
He handed the bag to Cheng Yu and continued: "This is called the Qiankun bag. I, Cheng, use a low-level one. The space is limited. It can store two square meters of things. There are some materials in the bag. I will give them to you. You can find something useful.
Use it.
There are some books inside, I, Old Cheng, am illiterate, they may be helpful to you."
Cheng Yu took the Qiankun bag respectfully, and scanned it with his spiritual consciousness, "My dear, so many treasures are enough for me to digest for a while."
After receiving the Qiankun Bag, Cheng Yu was extremely happy. He thanked his ancestors and took back his consciousness. His mother also finished talking about it.
My mother raised her head and pointed at the wine bottle on the altar table in horror, "Son, look at that wine..."
I don't know when, the wine bottle was empty.
In the night, the mother-in-law helped each other go home.
"Mom, I feel that my father is not dead, but still alive." After hearing the analysis of his ancestor Cheng Yaojin, Cheng Yu felt that it made sense. After all, he had not seen it with his own eyes, so it was still uncertain.
At present, I can't find my father with my ability, so it is a good choice to let my mother keep a thought. I can't wait to tell my mother my guess.
"Stop comforting mom. How did you know that your dad is still alive? Mom is thinking about it now. Regardless of whether your dad is here or not, we all have to live well. Mom has to raise you well so that you can be worthy of your dad." Luo Juan said no.
Said confidently.
"I just rely on my intuition. Regardless of whether Mom believes it or not, I can guarantee that my father is still alive." Seeing that Mom didn't believe me, he took Mom's arm and kept shaking it, and affirmed, "Mom, my intuition is accurate. There is always a chance.
One day, you will discover this advantage of mine, just trust me this time, mother!"
Unable to resist her son's entanglement, Luo Juan nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, I believe in you, I believe in you..." (To be continued)