The soft golden light shines like the sun in winter, shining on the night and the drooping land. Everyone feels warm in their body and mind, and the unspeakable peace soothes the restless heart.

The anger that had just risen in Jomoke and others' hearts immediately disappeared like a passing cloud.

Qin Honghai, Qiao Sheng, Zen Master Gu Yue, Qiao Ci'er and others who arrived later were stunned like Qiao Mo Ke, staring blankly at the little man dancing under the Bodhi tree and fell into a long silence.

"Enlightenment, enlightenment..."

After a long time, someone woke up from the shock and let out an unspeakable moan.

A child who was only half a year old and had not yet come into contact with practice actually realized the truth.

Enlightenment is by no means an inspiration to break through a certain threshold in practice.

Only by capturing, experiencing, or even exploring the mystery of extraordinary things can it be called "enlightenment".

The many self-proclaimed enlightenment in the world of cultivation cannot be regarded as enlightenment at all.

"Talented...No, no, this is a miracle, a miracle."

A middle-aged Confucian scholar's lips squirmed, his mind trembling.

No one knows how far away the past is, but in the known legends and history, even if there are countless outstanding people and geniuses who have created countless miracles.

But the seemingly numerous miracles are scattered in endless years.

In every era, even if there are tens of millions of Jingzhao people, they may not be able to produce one. They can be seen with their own eyes. They are considered masters, but they are a little bit uncontrollable.

"He, he..."

Zen Master Gu Yue's palm trembled a little while holding the Buddhist beads. He felt the Buddha's light in his body. For some reason, he suddenly shed tears.

Silently, he landed on the ground and even sat down cross-legged, as if he didn't dare to stand taller than the villain.

"Master."

Qiao Ci'er came to her senses and fell to the ground with the teacher. Looking at the teacher who was crying, she was shocked inexplicably.

"Your brother will become a great enlightened person. You should follow him and protect him and not let anyone disturb him..."

Zen Master Gu Yue clasped his hands together in front of his chest, tears flowing, wetting the monk's robe:

"It's a pity that I'm old, maybe I don't have the chance to see his Dharma, his Tao..."

Zen Master Gu Yue laughed even when he cried, not knowing whether it was joy or sorrow.

The great enlightened person...

Looking at the thin but inexplicably sacred figure under the Bodhi tree, Qiao Ci'er was a little confused for a moment.

"My son..."

Qiao Moke gradually came to his senses and glanced at Lin Boxun, who was dressed in a yard guard under the tree, and another crisis arose in his heart.

After several consecutive times of distress, he talked openly with Gu Yue Lao Ni, and got a lot of deeds that he once thought were legendary.

I know that there are still unknown things under the peaceful world.

If your son is so outstanding, he may bring unspeakable crisis.

Since ancient times, those who have been born with great fortune have been accompanied by endless dangers and crises, which is a disaster.

“Great Freedom…”

As Da Yi was suppressed, Lin Boxun gradually recovered his consciousness.

Under the ups and downs, his heart seemed to have undergone a transformation. Perhaps because of the gentle golden light, he did not have any resentment towards the great freedom in his heart.

Only a hint of anxiety.

Because of all directions, all eyes were fixed on him, among which there was even the King of Zhenhai Qiaomoke, whom he respected the most...

He was so nervous that he even forgot to communicate with the 'system'.

Or maybe he no longer trusted the "heart demon system" in his heart. He jumped out of "Great Freedom" before, who knew if another heart demon would jump out of it?

"This kid..."

In the space inside the Bodhi tree, looking at the Buddha light rising from the outside world and Gautama who was trapped in deep enlightenment, even Lan Lingtong, who had just recovered from the crisis of life and death, was shocked.

The "' character ", which contains many Dharmas and Taos of An Qisheng, was completely absorbed by this little guy who was only half a year old...

Even if it is just absorbed and cannot be digested in full, it is an outrageous thing beyond imagination.

Who is An Qisheng?

Lan Lingtong, who has been with An Qi for many years, naturally knew it very well.

His Dharma, his Tao, and his mind and nature practice must exceed his current state.

Such a complex Taoist connotation cannot be easily absorbed even by it. This little guy is too outrageous...

But just one stroke, its mind was all placed on the inner space, buzzing and rotating Tai Chi diagram.

The two colors on the Tai Chi diagram that rotates like a millstone are constantly changing and intertwined, and you can faintly feel the deep magical meaning contained in it.

The devil who claimed to be "Great Freedom" resisted and even eroded Mr. Monster with some means that it could not understand at this time.

It wanted to help, but it couldn't get it.

The Tai Chi grinding disc transformed by the light of the mind can even be trapped in the great freedom for a short time. How can it enter?

An Qisheng has never granted it the right to contact the I, Huiguang.

"Mr. Monster..."

Lan Lingtong is worried.

It does not have the seven emotions and six desires in the ordinary sense, but information life will also weigh the pros and cons.

Buzz ~

In the buzzing sound of something and nothing, An Qisheng could no longer sense the little thoughts of the Sanxin Lan Lingtong.

In the collision with the Great Free Demon Shadow, he gradually captured some of the slight memories of the demon, and there was something that attracted his attention.

"The supreme inner demon system? System? The word......"

An Qisheng murmured in his heart, but he had no time to peek at more.

Because he gradually became a little overwhelmed by the struggle to suppress the great freedom and colliding with each other, his mind was not endless, and his body and soul were missing.

No matter how powerful a heart is, it is like a mirror, flower, water and moon, and it does not exist.

If he had not had the experience of competing with the will of the human world, he could no longer suppress the great demon shadow of freedom.

"The inner demon will not die, and will be free forever! Tree spirit, even if you are born without dust in your heart, you will be as transparent as an immortal, and you will not be able to suppress me!"

Feeling the gradual weakness of the "tree spirit", Dayi sneered happily.

The pureness of this tree spirit is rare. It can be said that it completely restrains his inner demons, but it will still be weak, and he will become stronger and stronger as his injuries heal.

If you can swallow such a soul, your own way of demons will make great progress, and it is unknown whether it is even at its peak!

An Qisheng did not answer, but just maintained the operation of the Tai Chi diagram and responded to the great and free struggle.

At the same time, a ripples appeared in the mind, and a scroll was derived from it.

Its color is transparent and its shape is dim. There are only scattered spots of light on it. Most of them are empty and dim. One of the gods of Angzang is hidden.

But it is his "true spiritual position and karma map".

"Um?"

Sensing the subtle changes, the Great Free Demon Shadow was a little surprised and suddenly realized something was wrong, as if there was another hand tearing his will.

"You actually refine your evil thoughts as an incarnation?! Are you not afraid of turning against others?! No, no, this is......"

Dayi's heart was beating wildly, as if he had seen a ghost.

He had seen similar methods in the "Inner Demon System", but that was only available in legends!

How could he?

A mere tree spirit?!

Buzz ~

Da Zizai was shocked, but An Qisheng was extremely decisive and communicated with his Bodhi incarnation with the true spiritual level and karma map, and his mind moved.

The Great Freedom has been divided and the more magical side of it is directly stuffed into the passage.

If you are unable to achieve strength, you can directly relieve pressure without hesitation.

......

The night wind whistles.

On a barren mountain outside Nanhua Road, An Qisheng's Bodhi body sat quietly on the rock. In front of him, there were six books with different auras:

"Tao, god, Buddha, demon, evil, Confucianism... I have practiced all six paths, but it seems that there is something missing. It cannot be perfect, and the natal spiritual treasures cannot be condensed for a long time..."

An Qisheng muttered to himself slightly.

During this period of travel, he had obtained a lot of practice scriptures and had already begun to practice. He had successively skipped the states of nourishing qi, receiving talismans, and warming up, and came to the moment of condensing his natal life.
To be continued...