I, Jiajing, Emperor Longevity

Chapter 49 Gong Er Enlightenment: Looking at the Mountains and Turning the Mountains, I am the Mountain

Wang Chongyang established a state in Chang'an.

The name of the country is "Ming", which means "the sun and the moon reopen the Great Song Dynasty".

The "sun and moon rebirth" comes from "Li" in "Book of Changes": the sun and the moon are as beautiful as the sky, and the hundreds of grains and plants are as beautiful as the soil.

This is a country where the state and religion are united. The "Emperor Longevity" is the only true god, the real person of Chongyang is the emperor, and Yue Fei is the marshal of soldiers and horses.

The Great Ming was distinguished as "Ming", and was born in this time and space with strange shapes.

Wang Chongyang's faith value is still a long way from a million-level "saint". Jiajing has no desire to continue to attack. After a glance at the development of this world, he put it aside again.

Let it grow wildly.

And Gong Er's breakthrough is right in front of him, and he needs to take care of it carefully.

In August of the 34th year of the Republic of China, the Emperor of Japan announced his unconditional surrender, and the Sino-Japanese War finally came to an end.

The country, which suffered from the eight-year war, boiled. The common people beat gongs and drums, sang and danced, they burst into tears and cheered.

This suffering nation fought several wars against foreign invaders in more than 100 years, all of which ended in failure.

This time, finally became the victor, nothing can be more exciting than the arrival of peace, everyone's heart is full of hope.

The prestige of Chang Kaishen, the chairman of the Standing Committee who led the eight-year war of resistance, reached an unprecedented height, and he became a national hero that everyone was looking forward to.

Only the politicians and professional soldiers are the calmest. They stare coldly at the jubilant ocean. Under the happy ocean, two huge undercurrents are approaching each other, and they are about to collide suddenly, stirring up huge waves .

They never believe in peace. In this world, politicians only believe in power, and soldiers believe in nothing more than the weapons in their hands.

In September, a battalion of Li Yunlong's division in Northwest Shanxi was suddenly attacked by Chu Yunfei's division. When it broke through the outlying positions of the Eighth Route Army, it was suddenly counterattacked by the defenders, and everyone from the battalion commander to the cook took up sharp bayonets. Engage in hand-to-hand combat with the enemy.

In this battle, Chu Yunfei, who was attacking secretly, was completely annihilated in a strange way.

After contact, both parties claimed that it was a misunderstanding.

More than ten days later, when a battalion of Chu Yunfei was accepting the surrender of a puppet army, it was surrounded by Li Yunlong's troops, and the puppet army and the Kuomintang army were disarmed.

The puppet troops didn't say anything. Anyway, they surrendered, and it doesn't matter who they are disarmed.

The National Army brothers in that battalion were very angry: Why are we also regarded as puppet soldiers? !Is there still the law of heaven, and is there still the law of the king?

Civil war is imminent.

For the enemy, Gong Er can kill and tear devils, but for the compatriots, she can't be ruthless.Coupled with the fact that a breakthrough in martial arts was just around the corner, Gong Er resolutely left North China, left the Central Plains, and walked into the northwestern no-man's land alone.

One month later, snow-capped mountains were reflected in those clear water-like eyes!
It was a huge mountain range, with countless dangerous peaks rising from the ground, and the snow on the top of the mountain spread, which looked like a snow line from a distance.

Some people say that if you have not been to the third pole of the world, you have never seen the real sky and clouds.Only here can I understand what is solemnity and holiness, holiness and persistence, peace and tranquility.

The sky is so blue that people's whole soul can be integrated into it, and the clouds are as white as a baby's flawless heart. Snow mountains, grasslands, and Haizi, there is no place that makes people feel more at ease than here.

It's a pity that the master here is still dirty, because of the contrast of the environment, it looks extremely dirty and disgusting.

Along the way, Gong Er killed many eminent monks and masters who rode on the heads of the people and left creepy legends under the snow mountain.

Her footsteps did not stop, and she began to make a pilgrimage facing the Daxue Mountain!
Not worship Buddha!

But to meet the saint in my heart.

My heart is complete.

Her way will be accomplished.

On this day, Gong Er stood in front of Daxue Mountain in a strange-looking posture like an ordinary person, not moving, not hearing, not seeing, not wanting...

"Om Mani Padme Hum..."

A Sanskrit singing came from the dirt road in front of the second palace, and accompanied by the sound of the prayer wheel, an elderly monk came out from the corner of the mani pile, as thin as a few sticks, the dark red cassock on his body was torn and tattered, his face His wrinkles were like ravines, and although his eyes were cloudy, they were like the sky and clouds on the snowy mountains, without a trace of fireworks.

Detached from things, everything in the world has disappeared from those eyes.

When he saw Gong Er, he felt the long and continuous air, and he stopped, the sound of chanting sutras stopped, and the rotating sutra cylinder also stopped.

Only the wind blowing from the snow-capped mountains rolled up the prayer flags and made a sound.

The huge snow-capped mountains can actually give birth to a clean mind.

Wangbo Ri Mountain is like a lying giant elephant, carrying a large-scale building group full of depressions. The temples stand beside the mountain, and the buildings overlap, majestic and magnificent.

At the foot of the mountain, a group of great monks wearing dark red cassocks clasped their hands together, or shook the prayer wheel, or formed the Supreme Mahamudra, or chanted scriptures...

"The venerable who is physically sanctified, the Bodhisattva who is full of compassion, the Vajra Prajna Paramita..."

In front of Gangdan Monastery, the head monk was thin, with a dark complexion, similar in color to steel, and his voice was extremely loud, full of praise.

Gong Er turned a deaf ear to him, and just looked at him indifferently, until cold sweat broke out on the monk's forehead, and he dared not say anything: "Your era is over, the prairie fire has spread from the foot of the mountain, I am not the first one, and I am not the first It will be the last one. Take care of yourself! Don’t say it’s unpredictable!”

After all, Gong Er continued to move forward, her heart was not yet complete.

Later generations of the Sino-Nepalese border.

On Cho Oyu Peak.

A small monk temple with mottled red walls, in which lived a dry old monk whose daily practice was to ring the bell.

The sound of the bell was thick and continuous, penetrating the sky.

In the small monk temple, a small window facing the sun was open.

The sun was shining brightly through the window, as if shining on Gong Er's face in a worshiping way, she sat cross-legged with her eyes closed, with the wind blowing, she slowly lifted the ends of her hair.

Looking up at the majestic winding mountains, one can't help giving the illusion that two mountains are facing each other, just like the magnificent, calm, and profound Potala Palace looking up at the snow peaks, these are two equal existences!
There was a smug smile on the corner of her lips: "Looking at the mountain is a mountain, looking at the mountain is not a mountain..."

"Here is the mountain! I am the mountain!"

"Dijun... I understand!"

【good! 】

【Gong Ruomei: Fanatic】

[Faith value: 100000]

What she realized is to integrate "everything in the world, and the world of mortals" into her fist to fill the gap in her mind.

Her fist is initially complete.

In Xiaozhan military training camp, Jiajing was teaching martial arts. On the big playground, tens of thousands of people sat on the ground, and the voice was clearly imprinted into the eardrums:

"There are three steps in martial arts practice, bright energy, dark energy, and transformation energy. After reaching the energy transformation, there are still three steps to go up. The first step is the tiger crossing the hips, the dragon wagging the tail, the second step is holding the pill, the third step The first step is to release the dark force of the innate qi, and it is the kung fu of tapping acupuncture points at a distance of one inch."

"After these three steps of kung fu are achieved, it will be the peak of energy transformation, and it will be able to walk on water without touching the knees."

"At this point, if you want to advance to another level, it is called not bad in boxing. This step is the most difficult. It requires both internal and external cultivation, internal qi and blood, and external use of medicines. Void, see God is not bad."

"Even if you are over a hundred years old, you still have the physical strength and combat effectiveness of your youth. After you have achieved this step, the limit of your physical strength is just like this."

"It can be said to be the final achievement of martial arts..."

"Going forward, it's not practicing martial arts, but the real broken void."

(End of this chapter)