Assistant God of Life in Another World

Emperor Sun Northern Territory, Chaoyang City.

On the outskirts of the city, in the deep jungle, in a secluded courtyard.Under the twin twisted trees in the courtyard, an old man with a clear face, with a look of nostalgia on his face, opened a thing wrapped in three layers of oilcloth. When the thing was finally unfolded, it was just a letter, a letter that had long been The letter, which has been corroded by time and lost any varnish, is originally of excellent paper quality, but it is already mottled and yellow.

The old man's hands trembled slightly, then he unfolded the letter carefully, lowered his head to read: Chang Xiyan, my apprentice, you can read the letter, I feel both gratified and worried for my teacher.

When I left the letter that day, my teacher once told you that you are not allowed to read this letter if you are not at the ninth level, and you are not allowed to read this letter even if you have reached the ninth level unless your mind is uncertain.Today, why are you hesitating, why are you uncertain?

If life and death are not imminent, you should put down the letter after reading this far.

Go out, take a walk in the mountains, watch the clouds come out of the mountains, watch the water run down, watch eagles and birds pouncing on food, and see animals galloping.In this way, if you don't think or eat, you can drink mountain springs if you are thirsty.Three days later, I will return again and re-open this letter...

Seeing this, the old man's face was filled with astonishment.But without any hesitation, he put down the letter, carefully folded the letter paper in his hand, wrapped it, and put it away, and then went straight out of the courtyard, not even taking the broken courtyard door that had been neglected, leaving only a The courtyard is deeply shaded.

Three days later, the old man returned again.

This time, his demeanor was much more relaxed and calm.

The letter unfolded again, and the old man lowered his head and continued to look: When the teacher was still young, during the cold moon festival of the year, the teacher pointed out that there were leaves falling in the sky in the courtyard, and said: "In front of you, the fallen leaves what?"

Say to the teacher: "Leaves!"

A hundred years later, the teacher of the teacher has passed away.

Another cold moon festival, as a teacher, facing the double trees in front of the court, watching the leaves fall, I can't help but think of the past.In the deep emotion, as a teacher, the other party knows that what falls in front of my eyes is not only the fallen leaves, but also the shadow of my generation.

Time is like flowing water, either under your feet or in front of your eyes, but you don't realize it.When you feel it, you are already old. "

The young and the old are always unable to talk to each other.

For the young, it is the morning sun; for the old, it is dusk.Young people are smug, and old people are indifferent.Young people think about pleasure, and old people think about spareness.Young people, their thinking is superb, and old people, their thinking is stable.Young people think sharply, and old people think comprehensively.

This is true for ordinary things, let alone cultivation?

The journey of cultivation is bitter and difficult.Many secrets and subtleties can be understood by the heart, but it is difficult to express them, and they can be understood by themselves, but it is difficult to teach others.

Inheritance of blood in the world, the direct lineage is called "direct lineage", and the collateral lineage is called "common lineage lineage".The follow-up of my generation is also similar. Those who pass it on heart-to-heart are called "disciples", and those who pass it on simply and broadly are called "students".But from the perspective of a teacher, how many masters and apprentices in the world can be passed on from one to the other?

Those who are not teachers want to hide and hide, but they are teachers who openly dissect their hearts. As disciples, they can only learn from the surface, not from the inside, only from the superficial, not from the deep, only from the rough, not from the inside. Get its essence.

The reason for this has been mentioned above.

Therefore, for more than ten years, as a teacher and you, I only passed on the secret records, not the experience, only the principles of the Dharma, not the experience.

The reason for this is that you don’t want to think that the teacher’s experience and experience cover up your thinking and insight, and you don’t want to think that the teacher is stable and comprehensive, and suppresses your sternness and transcendence.

Young people should have the spirit of young people.

If the great sword is complete, why worry about having no sheath?

However, as a teacher all his life, especially since he became a master, he has always thought and realized.As a teacher, I only have you as a disciple in this life. If Chang Nian cannot pass on my thoughts to you, it will be a pity both for the teacher and for you.If it cannot be passed on at that time, how can it be passed on?

I think about it again and again for the teacher, so I leave a letter and ask you to seal it up.

If you run smoothly into the mage all the way, this letter will be buried forever, with the dust and mud.If you stumble and become a mage within 50 or [-] years, this letter should also not see the light of day.If you do not read this letter for the rest of your life, you will only be happy as a teacher without any regrets.

Because the faith of being a teacher is superfluous to you, why bother to read it again?If you have the heart, it's okay to just face the package.But now, you read this letter.

Xiyan, my apprentice, no matter what situation you are in at this time, let me tell you as a teacher, and relax!Whether you are frowning or letting go of your heart, you have to go the same way you should go.That being the case, as a cultivator, what should he cultivate for decades of time?Where is the practice?

Xiyan, my apprentice, I want you to know that the requirements for you as a teacher are neither the mage nor higher.But first of all, you should bear in mind that you are a practitioner.A cultivator should walk on the road of cultivation. You can miss it, never regret it, you can fail, and never frown.

This is strength of character, this is courage, this is persistence, and this is will.

The will of a practitioner.

If there is no such will, why step into this door?Even if you step into this door, why bother to climb to the highest place?Even the first-, second-, and third-level apprentices are enough to guarantee that they will have enough food and clothing and enjoy themselves in the world.

Why abandon happiness for suffering?

My apprentice Xiyan, after reading this point, you can tell me as a teacher: Regardless of the past, only the present, now, do you have the will of a cultivator?

If so, okay, let's look down.

If not, cut off the top hair to replace the head.Immediately put down this letter and kneel on the ground!

Three days later, I got up again to read the letter...

Seeing this, the old man silently put down the letter, put it away again, and then knelt down on the ground with a plop. Then, his gray hair was all broken on the ground, and there was even a little blood in it.In the eyes of the old man, there were faint tears, not only for the teacher's ardent care, but also for his own misfortune.

30 years of pride, the original mining is just a way out.Happiness is not happiness, suffering is not suffering, you can see it clearly at the end.

On the first day, the old man thought about it, and the events of his life appeared before his eyes one by one.His facial expressions also change or change according to the content of the memories, there are sadness and joy, joy and sorrow.

On the second day, I had a thousand things in my heart, and I had nothing in my mind.The old man just replayed what was said in the teacher's letter over and over again in his mind.

On the third day, the old man felt a sense of pride rising from his heart.

Can miss, never regret, can fail, never frown.A cultivator, even if he is on the verge of a dead end, is still a cultivator.

Recognize the face of the cultivator, erect the will of the cultivator, and the temperament of the old man will change quietly, which is an indescribable change.During this and the change, the old man stood up, did not sit down, just stood on the ground like a straight arrow, and opened the teacher's letter again: Chang Xiyan, my apprentice, the one who wants to pass on, has passed on as a teacher , Those who want to narrate, have already narrated it as a teacher.The following part is actually superfluous, so let’s take a look.For thousands of years, no matter how incompetent a mage is, he can still teach some ninth-level apprentices.However, no matter how powerful a mage is, he dare not say that he can teach another mage.

Why?

Those who are apprentices are just "learning", and even those who are demented can do it, but the effect is low and the speed is slow.

And the mage is already the "law".What is "law"?

Holding your body upright is the law, screaming vertically and horizontally is also the law, gathering all things into one is the law, turning thousands into one is the law, looking down at the world is the law, and being up and down with the world is also the law...There are thousands of ways, if they are in your body If you get one, you can become a mage. If you don't know it, even if you get ninety-nine out of ten, you will still be an apprentice.On the way to becoming a Dharma master, there is a way but no way. If you realize it, you will walk everywhere. If you have the Dharma, there are no doors.This is the mage's mystery that has been kept secret for thousands of years.

The following content is the way to become a mage as a teacher.Generally speaking, it may not be suitable for you.

Leaving this for you to see is not to ask you to imitate the teacher, but just to let you know how the teacher breaks a path from the precipice of cultivation.

As a teacher and student, I have always been stupid, so I used to be self-deprecating for more than ten years, and it took ten years for me to get a teacher and teach me well.

However, decades later, when he was promoted to the ninth level as a teacher, he left all the apprentices of the same age far behind.At this moment, as a teacher, I can understand that the heaven and the earth are given to people, each has a limit, and each is different.

Just like the people in the world, those who are born with weak hands and feet cannot bear the weight on their shoulders and cannot travel far.There are also people who are intelligent and enlightened from birth, and they are familiar with the same thing and the same thing for the first time, and you are still at a loss to understand it.There are also people who are born with dementia and can take care of themselves, but if they can't, how can they ask for other things?

Therefore, there is no fairness in the world.

If heaven and earth cannot show it to others, how can they seek it from others?

That's right, my generation, as a cultivator, does not rely on the sky, the earth, or others. Along the way, there is only self-improvement.

Heaven and earth give me weakness, and I return it with tenacity.Heaven and earth give me stupidity, and I repay it with hard work.Heaven and earth have given me poverty, and I will return it by cherishing everything that can be cherished.Heaven and earth have given me a short period of time, and I will make good use of every minute of light to return it.

When people give me kindness, I will repay it.When people give me resentment, I repay it with resentment.

When people give me hatred, I will repay it with hatred.In this way, whether it is the sky, the earth, or people, they are all spinning outside of me.

On my way forward, there is no sky, no land, and no one, only myself.

Where my heart is, is where my path is, and where my heart is, is where my Dharma door is.There is nothing else but this.

Regardless of the world's wise and stupid, smart and stupid, strong and weak, high and low, rich and poor, noble and humble, good and evil, good and bad.It has been like this since the beginning of time.Heaven and earth are immortal, and differences are endless.

Regardless of how the world and people are, I have my way, and then I walk my way.

How many people in the world can do this?

I did this, so, I am a mage.

The night before, I was a ninth-level apprentice.That night, I observed that the bright moon was shining brightly while the stars were dim.Then the next morning, when the stars faded and the moon set, all of a sudden, I was a mage.

The process of becoming a master as a teacher is like this.

I hope that in the next year, you can also have your splendor.

Xiyan, my apprentice, as long as your breathing does not stop for a moment, the will to be a teacher will be with you.Go well, walk out of a mage, let the master see!

Three days later, the old man in Qing Dynasty, wearing plain clothes and long robes, with nothing but a sleeve of breeze, walked towards the southern region of the empire, the direction of Hongshi Town, Juyan City...! .