~.-~ Chapter 82: As I practiced, my blood lost

As soon as the thought moved, a layer of hazy green light, like morning smoke and dusk mist, gradually emerged from the body. Gradually, the figure standing with the sky with its hands behind its back was clear and bright, inside and outside, the light was rising again and again. The phantom of the emperor disappeared in the light and shadow, and only a gentle and clear incarnation remained in place.

Jing Tuo, who washed away the ignorance and decline, emitted a misty jade light, shining five feet in a radius in front of him and behind him.

The sky murmurs from the clouds and clouds: "In this way, it's just right to use this Jing Degenerate to look at the young man who can hurt my Jing Degenerate and wake me up from seclusion. It's really exciting to see if he can go further than the madman against the sky. Whether he stops at the sixth step or climbs the night in eight steps."

"However, it is an achievement for this young man to embark on this path." With the eyes of the sky, it can naturally be seen that Lu Zhao practiced the most primitive ancient art of concentrating the mind, rather than the pseudo-divine art that is circulating in the heavens today.

This ancient technique is directly aimed at the original heart and cannot be protected by outsiders.

"Well? As far as I know, the first step of the prosperous realm is absorbing the information that the practitioners are exposed to at all times. One thought of flowers blooming, one flower and one world. With this calculation, the amount of information contained is huge enough. This young man has not been dispersed by such a huge flow of information, and he really has two tricks."

Although the true meaning of the empty mind contained in the realm of no mind can allow practitioners to embark on the ancient path of concentrating the mind, it does not mean that this artistic conception can absorb the flow of external information without limit. If it were so awesome, Lu Zhao would have already ascended to heaven, copied the entire universe in his heart, became a Buddha and became a ancestor, and practiced Taoism.

It is precisely because the state of unintentionality is limited that the state of gods is a disaster for Lu Zhao.

To escape from the disaster, there are only two words: Jingtu.

The young man who practiced the Seven Arrows of Nail Head and almost shot Lu Zhao was transformed by Jingtu when Cangtian was a boy, representing the achievements of Cangtian in the Witch God.

And the only way to fade away the prosperous scene of the gods is to understand your own principles and absorb all the laws in the world.

At the beginning, Lu Zhao realized movement and stillness in Gui Yu's illusion realm. All things arise between movement and stillness, and all things are destroyed between movement and stillness.

Finally, we can escape from the state of prosperity of the gods.

Of course, this is no coincidence.

If Lu Zhao had not had the experience of living in the world in the first twenty years, but was like those Taoist priests in the book who only knew how to go to seclusion and practice Taoism, they would naturally not have realized this level.

After more than 20 years of ordinary life, he did not live in vain.

Even then, in the eyes of others, he was just a mediocre boy among the countless people.

Every day, I do what most people in this world are doing, and today I repeat the same thing yesterday, day after day, year after year, living.

Putting together countless such yesterdays and today, the stories in the painting seem to be still.

But there are always some unexpected episodes in life, and every bit of the episode makes the whole picture lively.

Not to mention Lu Zhao, anyone who lives seriously can experience these two artistic conceptions.

If it is a little simpler.

Many times, you do it and work hard, but you can't get anything. Some people obviously don't do anything, but they get a lot.

How to deal with it at this time?

If you don’t get it, you will naturally have delusions. Once you think about it, your heart will move and your spirit will move naturally.

If you can gain something after the spirit moves, you will naturally be able to move around without any danger.

But if you gain nothing, God will naturally lose it.

How to deal with oneself becomes a great question, and the way to deal with oneself is the realization of the Tao. When you put your understanding and perception of the Tao in your heart into action, you will rise to the level of enlightenment.

It is necessary to mention it.

This "God" is not only the "God" among the three treasures of the essence, energy, spirit and spirit in the human body, but also the primordial spirit cultivated by the gods.

In terms of meaning, this "God" is no different from the "God" of the god.

The destruction of the god is the true meaning of the great disaster. Lu Zhao realized it, so he reached the second step of concentrating his mind - decline.

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It is naturally impossible for the heaven to see through Lu Zhao's enlightenment and Taoism from an ancient art of concentrating the spirit, and it is even more impossible to know that Lu Zhao had devoured the divine thoughts of the Saint King. At most, he would just remember the deeds of those who had practiced this art. Think about whether Lu Zhao, who practiced this ancient art, would encounter the same problem.

The more I think this way, the more curious I become, the more I want to meet Lu Zhao himself.

This comes from understanding the commonality of being a "true" person. Anyone who is above the True Lord's Karma will always want to prove it when he sees a different path than himself.

If you want to know more about Lu Zhao himself before you see him, Mengcheng is naturally the first choice.

Immediately, Cangtian's eyes moved, and he looked at the small city in his hand. He saw that the dream city was covered with a layer of mist, but there were all kinds of yearning and anger venting his anger flowing in it.

"I want to say that this city built by the dream of a mortal is indeed unique, and it is similar to the several methods I know of to enter the dream and realize the truth."

Compared to Gui Yu's rank, Cangtian's karma position is obviously much higher, and he completely saw through the secret of the formation of the entire Dream City.

"However, the city built by the dream of sentient beings is full of stubbornness. The reason is that the dreams made by mortals who have not practiced show extremes, or yearn for the most beautiful side of their hearts, or intend to vent their obsessions, or escape from reality, or stay in the past."

The entire dream city is like a microcosm of the world. Countless dreams are gathered in the city, so naturally some wonderful things will happen. When the sky looks at it, sometimes nods, sometimes shakes its head, and suddenly realizes it.

"Although all these things can certainly make the mind and nature of the practitioner stable, it also loses the rhythm of Tao and loses blood, and naturally loses the vitality of people."

To put it simply, it means to broaden your views and experiences and understand the truth of things. Things and truth are the truth of things and truth.

In the practice of doing whatever you want, the seemingly ethereal state of mind of a freshman monk is often touched by the scenery and things he sees and comes into contact with, and is impacted by the helplessness of reality.

Originally, if you really experience these things, you can solve them in your own way, but the existence of Mengcheng has given Lu Zhao a shortcut to this step.

If you have less understanding of things, you will undoubtedly be affected by the extreme emotions in Dream City.

It can be imagined that when Lu Zhao encounters similar things, his methods of dealing with things will inevitably be affected. Even when "lazy" invades the soul, he will directly regard the experiences of others in the Dream City that can only be used as references as his own experiences.

"Looking at its core, this city is not a pure method of building a city with the Shinto-do city, but rather it is like a city built by the city builder skillfully using the fame and fortune of all living beings."

When he thought he knew everything, he had never experienced anything, and everything was just imagination and fantasy.

It's just a waste of blood...

Cang Tian sighed, "If this method is not changed, it is not acceptable."

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Friend Bajie, I am polite here~

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