Jin Xiangdi still didn't know the old immortal's name until now, and he had no chance to ask other senior brothers. Seeing the master who named him Ruhui slowly overlap with his image in his heart, he became a completely stranger.

Before entering this Fangcun Mountain, he imagined through Huiyan that the ancestor of the Lingtai Sect must be an immortal with the same light as the dust, and the perfect image of an immortal in his heart.

Later, I met Zhitong, and through Zhitong, I imagined that he must be an immortal with the aura of heroism in his heart.

But now, what I saw with my own eyes, I just felt like a mass of energy, a mass of energy with life, or a mountain, standing still and wandering with the wind and rain.

In the end, the three are integrated into one, becoming a vague, mysterious, floating and vague, and can't be seen clearly.

"All thoughts arise from the mind. If you want to go far, you must calm down."

The first sentence of the old immortal said, Jin Xiangdi thought it would be the first time he would say something that could not be heard in detail. So he was quite surprised when he heard the old immortal's words.

The old immortal lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, but Jin Xiangdi felt that he was looking at him. He only heard him say, "This qi is not the five elements spiritual energy, not the yin energy of the underworld, not the purple elixir energy, but the heart energy."

"If you want to live forever, you must first sink your leaping spirit."

The old fairy said slowly, and the people below listened quietly, and no one spoke.

"I will tell you a story. In the world, there is a book engraver who carved words that look very charming at a young age. He is quite famous in the book engraving workshop and is praised by his peers. One day, the owner told him that as long as he carved the book of "Biography of the Gods" with a million words on his hand, he would give him ten times the current monthly money. At this moment, the book engraving book "Biography of the Gods" had been carved to 700,000, and the book engraving was very happy because this monthly money was unexpected before he entered the book engraving business. After returning, he told his parents, wife and children, and parents, wife and children were also very happy. At the speed of his engraving, he could have ten times the current income after several months, and as long as he endured the cold for several months."

Jin Xiangdi listened quietly, trying to hear what meaning it means.

The old immortal continued, "However, one day someone came to him in a newly opened book engraving shop and said he wanted to ask him to be the master of the letter engraving. The book engraving asked the other party how much the price could be offered. The other party gave more monthly money than the current owner gave. The book engraving craftsman was moved and said that the monthly money was low. If you want me to go, you have to add it. The other party said that he would go back and ask for instructions before replying. The book engraving master told his parents that someone asked him for something, and his parents were also moved. He said he could agree to him."

"The book engraver said that the other party was a new bookstore, and it was too risky to go there, so it was better to be stable here. Moreover, the boss was very good and he was unsure of his mind. There were relatives and friends who heard the news, and they all expressed their opinions one by one. The main statement was: what you are still very low now, and the boss may not really give you a few months later. Instead of waiting for that empty promise, it is better to take the things at hand. Only the monthly money you get is the money. Moreover, it is the same wherever you work."

"The book engraver's heart began to move, and he thought of the promises he made in the new bookstore. He thought that as long as he could agree to the price and the old boss didn't keep me, I would go to his place. A few days later, the other party agreed and just wanted to sign a three-year contract. The book engraver was quite resistant to this and thought that I would go to your place to help you do my best, so why do you have to sign this thing? Then he went to the boss and told him that he thought that as long as the boss wanted to keep me, he would refuse him. But in the end, the boss did not try to keep me in any way, and then the book engraver signed a contract with the man."

"After signing the contract, he remembered that this was a newly opened bookstore, and the books he carved by himself would not be seen for a long time. This was a year before the bookstore opened. Although it was opened, the bookmaker got money higher than his status at that time, but at this time it was as lost as everyone. Many people in the bookstore where the original owner was located became famous. One person who had no reputation before was already more famous than him."

"One day, Mr. Carving said to the sky, "My talent is not inferior to anyone. I work the same hard work and never slacken at all, but I will not be able to do so."

The old immortal looked at the disciples with his eyes, and finally turned his eyes on Jin Xiangdi, saying, "You listened to my preaching for the second time, tell me what you heard."

Even though Jin Xiangdi stood up, he bowed and said slowly, "Disciple has heard the limitations and people's hearts."

"Tell me," the old immortal said, closing his eyes.

"The talent of the bookmaker at that moment lies in engraving books. He did not recognize the current situation. At least he did not make a choice at that time. The environment he grew up in affected his choice. This is the limitation. When making a choice, many people persuaded them that they only saw the money at the moment, and his relatives and friends were filled with pearls and yellow, which shows that people's hearts were originally greedy."

"Yeah!" the old immortal nodded and said, "Who else has heard anything?"

One of the disciples stood up and bowed and said, "Disciple has heard it, the timing and choice."

The old immortal nodded and closed his eyes.

The disciple continued, "Even the seven emotions and six desires, even the immortals who meditate every day, cannot be eradicated, let alone the earthly people who wander in material desires. There is nothing wrong with greed. It is wrong because he has not chosen the right opportunity, so he only greedy for a moment of money, but cannot greedy for a lifetime of wealth."

The old immortal opened his eyes, nodded, and asked again: "Who else has heard anything?"

Immediately another disciple stood up and saluted, saying, "Disciple heard Xu Fu and I."

"Yes." The old immortal closed his eyes again.

The disciple said, "At that moment, the bookmaker was a diligent person who engraved books, and he was not very greedy, so he was famous in the original bookstore, but later he gradually became greedy. This must be because his heart began to expand. These were mainly because they were filled with too many praise words, and those praise words were empty, coming with the wind and walking with the wind. He lost his position in the praise words, and although he still worked hard, he got on the wrong ship."

The old immortal opened his eyes again and said, "A few days after the bookmaker sighed, he suddenly said to people: When I made a choice, no one dared to say that the choice would be right or wrong, because no one could divine a clear future, and the Buddha could not. I cannot grasp many things. The only thing I can grasp is the words under my knife. I know that my own words are much better than before. No matter how valuable these words are in the eyes of others, I will engrave them at a price of a thousand gold. One day, I will engrave words with a knife, break through the barriers and fly freely."

Jin Xiangdi listened to the old immortal's words and thought, and the old immortal said again: "Only by calming your mind can you not lose your square inch. If you want to soar, you must first accumulate the power to break the wind and rain. For those who practice, * is the foundation. If you lose *, thousands of great ways and infinite wonderful methods will only cover your eyes, clouds, and your heart will be confused. Desire is like strong wind and terrifying waves, and you can break a calm mind anytime and anywhere. Therefore, quietness is not enough, and you must sink. When it is as quiet as a rock and a mountain, the sudden rain and strong wind will only increase its static state. Everything will be integrated, round and wishful, and evolve into a square inch of heaven and earth."

The disciples listened and each thoughtful.

The old immortal never talked about the same thing when preaching. The content he said was imaginative, but it was closely related to the way of practice.

Jin Xiangdi knew that Jian Lingshi was practicing *, and practicing Qi was just secondary. Not only did he think of this, he also thought in his heart that the ancestor was telling himself that before he practiced great supernatural powers, he should not go to Lingshan to save Senior Brother Zhitong. If he couldn't calm down, he would only lose himself.

Then the old immortal began to say, "* is the foundation of my Lingtai Sect, but this quietness is not just meditation and thoughts. The years have to sit withered. The key lies in the word "ming". Understand everything about oneself, including the desires in the heart. Understand oneself is just a part of *. After understanding oneself, one must understand the time. This time can be the time of heaven or situation. Sit and think, chanting mantras is quiet, and judging oneself and the current situation is to calm oneself down. Only when one can calm oneself and calm oneself, can one be true quiet."

Jin Xiangdi listened quietly and finally understood why so many practitioners in the world would walk between heaven and earth. It was also considered that they understood the difficulties of practicing the path. Entering the immortal gate and learning the method of practicing qi does not mean that they can achieve the Dharma image.

He couldn't help but think of Huiyan, Zhitong, and Hua Qingyang. At the same time, Huiyan and Zhitong were deeply worthless. In his opinion, even if the Xuantian Gate Sect was destroyed, it would be impossible to replace them at all.

Suddenly, the old immortal's tone changed and turned into that vast sound.

In front of the golden elephant, a vast world suddenly appeared, which was hard to see clearly, and was blurred. The world was still the world, but there was no colorful color, only black and white. Thoughts and thoughts flew freely between the black and white world. He flew straight up to the nine heavens, wanting to see what was outside the sky, as if he had been flying for billions of years, but still had not flew out, and there was still a vastness in front of him. He flew in another direction, and kept flying. He wanted to see where the sky was, for billions of years, but still couldn't see it.

Finally stopped, landed on a high mountain, looking at the world, without life or color. Everything seemed to be watching him and watching him fly, and everything here did not change at all.

He suddenly thought of the old immortal's quietness. Isn't everything in front of him obvious and quiet? He is like flying desire.

Suddenly, he woke up.

Everything was still there, and Brother Ruwei next to him, sitting quietly and closing his eyes. The old immortal on the cloud bed had already stopped.
Chapter completed!