Fake Taoists in the world of film and television

Chapter 203 Chapter [-] The Heart is Clear

Yi Buhuo walked slowly into an inconspicuous restaurant and saw the drunkard in the corner at a glance.

He walked over with a smile, sat opposite him and asked the waiter to serve him wine.

"Long time no see, brother."

Cui Wenzi opened his drunken eyes and grinned, revealing yellow teeth.

"As expected, you're here. I'll tell you why your right eyelid keeps twitching today!"

"You think I'm a disaster?"

Yi Buhuo smiled slightly. If it weren't for the mysterious mystery here, he would have laughed at it.

If the left eye jumps to make money and the right eye jumps to disaster, it is just self-comfort. For people in the 21st century, if the left eye jumps, something good will happen today. There is no doubt about it.How could it be a disaster if the right eye jumps?It’s all feudal superstition!

"Whether it's a blessing or a disaster is relative. Maybe my appearance has indeed disturbed the original trajectory of the world. It's not bad for you to be a disaster."

"But for me, it is also a blessing to be able to change my original destiny and go with my wishes."

Yi Buhuo took the wine jar and two pottery bowls brought by the waiter, filled them with wine and handed them to Cui Wenzi.

"I got something by chance today. I just happened to sense that you came to Xianyang and came to drink with me."

"The wine here is famous for being very strong. No one can last more than three bowls. Aren't you afraid of getting drunk?"

Cui Wenzi seemed to be trying to persuade him, and his hands eagerly took the wine bowl.

"Drunk?"

Yi Buhuo shook his head with a smile and said: "I'm really drunk now, I haven't woken up at all, it's ridiculous and I still don't know it, I'm going to try these three bowls today, it's a well-deserved reputation I’m still so drunk!”

After finishing the drink, he wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeves and let out a long sigh of relief. He put down the bowl heavily and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Good wine!"

"I didn't expect Daqin to have such good wine. It was a worthwhile trip!"

Although even his words smelled of alcohol, his eyes were brighter, like the twinkling stars in the sky, deep and far away, and like a clear spring flowing, as warm and moist as water.

"Good drink!"

Cui Wenzi raised his thumb and took a small sip. His whole body became energetic, and his drowsy expression seemed to be carried by the wine into his stomach.

"One leaf can't see Mount Tai..."

Yi Buhuo filled up the wine again and watched his face reflected in the wine in the bowl. As the wrinkles in the water gradually became smoother and clearer, the two white lights looked like two cold moons across the river.

Those are his eyes!

As the saying goes, eyes are the windows to the soul. Never before have his eyes been so bright, so sharp, and so transparent!
"What state of mind? What realm? What goal?"

Yi Buhuo laughed at himself, "It's all nonsense!"

What is a state of mind?

Is it the realm of the soul or the mirror in the heart?
Is it that if you climb up step by step, you will become a top-notch Juechen, or will your heart be like a mirror, brushing it diligently and encouraging yourself?

It's all bullshit!

It’s all just people making trouble for themselves, there is nothing to cause dust in the first place!

In the innate state, the mind is already clear, how can it be improved?Where are we headed?Is there any agreed-upon peak?

Why am I stuck in a realm and unable to break through?
Because there are so many thoughts and worries in my heart, my thoughts are messy and superficial!

Why?

Pretentious eyes are higher than the top!

Why do you always have to set a goal for yourself?Why must we look for this goal?Must you achieve this goal?

Is it necessary to have a goal in life?

Yes!
Does this goal have to be decided by oneself?

No!

Are all my experiences a given?Is every choice the only direction?
Yi Buhuo didn't know before, but now he finally understands.

I have been trapped in a strange circle from beginning to end. It is obvious that everything has been understood for a long time, and the answer is already given by the inner lake that is different from ordinary people.

Everything started from my power of thinking and ends here!

The inability to break through is not because you have no goals, but because your thoughts are not clear and you are always one step behind. This layer of window paper is obviously only a thin layer, but it cannot be pierced.

Until they saw what Gao Yao and Xiaoyue had to do, their smiles turned into a gentle knife, gently cutting through the ineffective window paper!
It turns out that I had a goal for a long time, but I just turned a blind eye and didn't hear it. I just stood there ignorantly and didn't want to open my eyes.

What does it mean to become an immortal and become an ancestor?What about finding your way home?
These may be goals or concerns, but they are definitely not the deepest wishes in my heart.

That is desire, a knot in the heart, a shackles...

"It turns out that the purpose is not important, the gorgeous scenery in the process is what I want..."

"I come, I see, I change!"

"All I want is to see those people no longer sad, no longer regretful, no longer lonely."

"All I want is to see those people happy, laughing and joyful every day."

"When you meet people you like, make friends with them, and go through ups and downs together. When you encounter things that don't go your way, vent your dissatisfaction in order to gain enlightenment. Being free and easy is my life!"

"It's so simple, it's so humble, it's such a small wish..."

Yi Buhuo put down the empty bowl and looked at Cui Wenzi, "Are you saying it's ridiculous? It's obviously just a very simple idea, ordinary and ordinary, but it has troubled me for so long."

"There is no need to change the world, no need to be the enemy of the world, no need to stand on the top!"

"Just push at the critical moment..."

"It turns out that force is just a means of protecting the road, not the foundation of one's life. But I have always put the cart before the horse. I really deserve it!"

Cui Wenzi didn't know whether he understood or not, but he filled up the wine for him personally and raised his hand to offer him a toast.

Maybe he understood, but he just didn't want to interrupt, and he didn't want to use his way to influence Yi Buhuo's way.

His Tao is in a corner, and a hundred years has passed by in a hurry. Maybe the spirit will last forever, but it is too short. Compared with Yi Buhuo's Tao, discussing Tao not only cannot provide help, but also turns into a cage to trap Yi Buhuo.

"I knew when we first met that a smart person like you was just missing the mark. Sooner or later he would see through the confusion. Congratulations on taking this step."

Yi Buhuo didn't answer. If he hadn't had today's experience, he didn't know how long it would take him to take this step.

Maybe, as Lao Cui said, he will succeed in breaking through soon, or maybe he will be mediocre for a lifetime, and eventually turn into a pile of withered bones in which corner of the world, lamenting his mediocre life.

Maybe today was a coincidence, maybe it was destiny, or maybe the providence in the dark couldn't bear to see him searching so hard, so he came to help.

Otherwise, he may continue to walk on the right path without knowing it, and the fog in his heart will become thicker and thicker, with more and more detours, and eventually he will be trapped to death.

"Drink your bar. I'm treating you today. Let's drink freely. I'll try your Wuliangye next time."

Yi Buhuo felt a little uncomfortable when he smiled. He thought he would make friends casually, but he turned out to be a bosom friend.

I was focused on improving my military power and saving the bad things in my heart. How many scenery did I miss that I should have seen?
Obviously, I have a plug-in that ordinary people would never dare to think of, and I can experience different worlds and appreciate different customs, but what have I done?
There is nothing wrong with going home, what is wrong is refusing to slow down and take a break to catch your breath.

Don't wait for him to look back on his life when he gets old, the current he can't remember all the things he experienced before, apart from his own strong will to intervene, what else is worth remembering?
What’s the point of completing tasks mechanically?

Apart from the world of Xiao Yu'er and Hua Wuque that he already considers his home, in a world that is number one in the world, does what he does really mean anything?

Maybe the person who was supposed to die did survive, but how much of it is truly perfect for me?They may have themselves in their memories.

But do they really exist in my memory?
How much time is worth recalling?How many friends do you have to confide in?How much friendship can last?

It's all wrong to use everyone in order to go home. No wonder that apart from breaking through time and space and changing the world, my own strength has not improved in any substantial way.

It turns out that it has already run counter to my original intention!

"Obviously I'm here to make up for my regrets, but the biggest thing in my heart is still regrets..."

Yi Buhuo was about to confide a few more words through his drunkenness, when he saw Lao Cui lying unconscious on the table, even the famous Jiuxian was an ordinary person after all, unable to withstand such strong alcohol.

"Forget it, I feel much better after telling you so much. Thank you for listening. It's time to take a step further!"

After paying for the drink, Yi Buhuo walked out of the door. The cold wind in the dark night hit him, arousing a chill that made his slightly heavy body tremble unconsciously. The alcohol all over his body drifted away in the breeze.

He has never been drunk since his internal energy was achieved, and today coincided with his meeting, he met Cui Wenzi again, and the internal energy that had been finally restrained spread all over his body in an instant, taking away all the drunkenness.

The body is like an oven, even bursts of hot steam are coming out. Only the eyes are still bright, which means that the energy and spirit are at their peak!
"The stars are so bright tonight!"

Yi Buhuo looked up at the night sky. Countless evening stars were surrounding his head like fireflies. The mixture of light and dark seemed to be blinking at him. The hazy starlight sprinkled on his body, as if covered with a layer as thin as a cicada. The shimmering cicada's wings.

Although there are still many people on the street, it seems that there is another person here when passing by him.

Starlight gathered here, and Yi Buhuo descended like a banished immortal, almost as if he were about to soar. No one was surprised by such a vision, and no one even touched him. Although the footsteps of the oncoming people did not change, they could walk. I would avoid them invisibly as I walked.

Feeling the internal force that began to change in his body, Yi Buhuo couldn't laugh or cry. This feeling was too familiar. He had experienced it once when the Seven Stars were connected, and now it seemed that the same thing was going to happen again.

His figure dissipated like a bubble, and the people nearby felt a breeze blowing on their faces. They could not help but shrink their necks, showing a relaxed expression, and the heat in their hearts was swept away.

In a moment, Yi Buhuo had reached the top of a mountain outside the city. With his current strength and all his strength, his speed was as fast as a ghost, which ordinary people could not see with the naked eye.

Sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, Yi Buhuo relaxed his mind. There was no hidden danger of accidental injury. He could enjoy the baptism from the stars. No matter what happened next, no one here would know.

As the starlight poured into his body, and even into his soul, Yi Buhuo smiled, and a jade-like light flowed on his face, entering the seven orifices and falling into Zifu, passing through the nine-story building and falling into Dantian.

Huge spiritual energy from heaven and earth swarmed in, wrapping him in the center. His body turned into the center of the whirlpool. The invisible but huge suction force hungrily absorbed the spiritual energy around his body, between heaven and earth, and even in the endless starry sky!

This initiation did not directly increase the energy in the body and expand his Dantian and meridians like before, but allowed his viscous energy with a metallic texture to gather again.

It was extremely compressed from the gaseous state, so tight that it was impossible to get in. Every beam of true energy turned into colloid, almost just one step away from the solid state in his impression!
Then the condensed true energy turned into a tangible but insubstantial steel needle, which fell into the dantian, straight into the center of the vortex in the dantian!

"puff!"

With a soft sound that echoed in his ears, Yi Buhuo's eyes fell on Dantian, and a black spot came into view. A hole was pierced in Dantian!

But before he could be shocked and confused, he discovered that he had not lost his power, and his energy had not leaked at all, as if it was his own illusion.

As soon as he thought about it, Yi Buhuo knew that this was a blessing or not a disaster, and passed directly through the black hole, his vision darkened and then brightened.

What appeared before his eyes was the real world of Dantian, which was his own sea of ​​consciousness!
"How did you come here?"

Yi Buhuo sat cross-legged in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness, watching helplessly as new changes occurred here, and new energy gathered around him, swirling around endlessly.

Until it has completely covered itself, and it is still gathering, if it were not for its ideology, I would be either suffocated to death or squeezed to death.

Until he could no longer see the outside scene, he was about to change places and continue to observe from a different perspective, but found that he could not move at all here for the first time.

Before he could think of a way to escape, his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.

He didn't know how long it took, but when he came back to his senses, he found that his vision was still hazy, and he could actually feel the pressure all over his body.

"You don't actually have feelings even if you're not your real body?"

In the past, he relied on the Ascension Pill to shuttle in physically, and he could understand that he could touch everything here, but this time his consciousness came in along the dantian.

Isn’t it common sense that consciousness is illusory and has no entity?How come you still have feelings?
He moved his arm and found that it was easy to lift it up. With a thought, his vision brightened, and he broke through the restraints and reached mid-air in an instant.

The next moment, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide, and his whole body fell into shock.

What is in front of you?
A "Yi Buhuo" with the same face as him is sitting in the center of the whirlpool, with a face so detailed that it is no different from him!
"what is this?"

Yi Buhuo thought hard for a long time, and there seemed to be only one situation that matched the current situation.

"This is Nascent Soul?"

"No, this is the sea of ​​consciousness. It should be more appropriate to call it the Taoist Fetus of Yuanshen..."

(End of this chapter)