King's Landing in the Three Thousand Worlds
Chapter 14 Cultivation
Chapter 14 Cultivation
In the empty room, Zhang Daoyi sat cross-legged on the bed and relished reading the novel in his hands.
"This book seems to be telling a fairy tale, but it is actually about cultivation. The author of this book should also be a practitioner!" After closing Journey to the West, Zhang Daoyi guessed in his heart.
"The five masters and apprentices are actually only Tang Seng, and the other four are all Tang Seng's demons.
The tribulations on the way are all tempered by Tang Seng's heart - if you fix your mind, you will become an ape; western sky. "After reading Journey to the West, Zhang Daoyi realized the way of practice in the book.
This is a book about the method of spiritual cultivation, but Zhang Daoyi's spiritual realm has long been beyond it.
To subdue the mind ape and tie the mind horse, the heart is located in the Western Heaven, and it is only a constant state. Generally, alchemy masters have this state of mind, but Zhang Daoyi's mind has reached the state of sitting and forgetting.
What is sitting and forgetting?
Sitting and forgetting means forgetting one's body, abandoning one's intelligence, getting rid of the shackles of body and wisdom, and becoming one with the Dao.
In fact, what the Buddha said is that there is no image of a self, no image of a person, no image of a sentient being, and an image of a lifeless person.
"Physical strength has its limit, but spiritual practice has no limit." Zhang Daoyi faintly realized that practice is a process of cultivating the infinite with the limited.
"The storytelling is about cultivation, and it's just my own thoughts!" Thinking of this, Zhang Daoyi smiled, no longer attached.
Just like in the same Dream of Red Mansions, Confucian scholars see Yi, Taoists see obscenity, wits see lingering, revolutionaries see rowing, and gossipers see secrets in the palace.
Different people have different opinions on the same thing, and Zhang Daoyi does not consider his own opinions to be authoritative.
It has been more than half a month since the end of the martial arts conference. During this half month, Zhang Dao stayed in the room all day, reading books to understand himself, and comprehending the vast world with his heart.
All the furniture in his room had been removed except for a bed board.
Now he doesn't need to eat or sleep, he only takes one bigu pill every day to maintain his physical consumption, and then he drinks some water.
"King Kong is not bad, how difficult it is!" Opening the window and looking at the snowflakes falling in the yard, Zhang Daoyi sighed.
Every day he practiced, he felt that he was getting closer and closer to the incorruptibility of the vajra, and he made progress every day, but he was still a little short of the incorruptibility of the vajra.
Just like a ten-foot-long tree, if you take half of it every day, it will be endless.
If there is no great opportunity, maybe as time goes by, he will be infinitely close to King Kong, but he will never be able to achieve it.
"It's time to go out and look for opportunities!" Now Zhang Daoyi's mind is sharp and discerning, and he already has a faint feeling that a storm is coming. If he guessed correctly, it should be Baqihui who is going to attack him again.
If he can't become King Kong in one day, he will never be Oniichi Yaki's opponent, and it is not his style to sit and wait for death.
Walking out of the manor, Zhang Daoyi didn't alarm anyone. Now that he has a strong mind, he can make everyone ignore him in a single thought.
Outside, the north wind was howling, the cold wind was piercing, and the overwhelming snowflakes were about to drown the pedestrians, and the sky and the earth were all white.
Zhang Daoyi was wearing very thin clothes, but although the cold wind howled between the heaven and the earth, it didn't affect him in the slightest.
Now his blood is like an oven, and the cold wind can't shake his blood.
The snowflakes kept falling, but Zhang Daoyi didn't get stuck on his body at all.
After the martial arts has been cultivated into strength, the strength of the whole body is fully integrated, and a fly cannot fall and a feather cannot be increased, so naturally there will be no snowflakes.
Zhang Daoyi didn't have a clear destination for this trip, he completely followed the feeling in his heart, and his mind had already reached the point of divine clarity.
His spirit internally reflects the physical body, externally responds to the heaven and earth, and constantly adjusts the relationship between his body and the heaven and earth. This is his current practice.
At this point in his martial arts practice, he is no longer fighting with people, but fighting with the sky, and fighting with the sky is a lot of fun.
Heaven and earth are like an oven, and now he is refining his body and spirit in the big oven of heaven and earth. In ancient times, the body of eminent monks often disappeared, this is the result of failure in the process of fighting against the sky, and the body was evaporated sign.
To put it in a popular way, the world is like a microwave oven, and everything in the world is an item in the oven. The process of fighting with the sky is a process of heating food. We must control the temperature at all times, and a bad food will be destroyed.
The spirit enveloped the whole body, Zhang Daoyi had already sensed that there was vitality accumulated in the dead land, waiting for the opportunity to erupt.
"Winter seems to kill the world, and the vegetation does not grow. In fact, all life is dormant, resting, and waiting for the arrival of spring."
Zhang Daoyi savored the truth between heaven and earth carefully, and the beating of his heart began to slow down.
The flow of qi and blood in the body is getting slower and slower, and it is not like a river flowing like usual, with surging momentum.
But Zhang Daoyi could feel the energy and blood in his body accumulating, and the vitality was condensing, waiting for the time to explode.
"Actually, many people know many truths, but after all, it is better to experience it personally." Zhang Daoyi felt the changes in Qi and blood, thinking in his heart.
Step by step along the guidance of the soul, Zhang Dao walks at sunrise and rests at sunset. In the cold night, Zhang Daoyi sits cross-legged in the snow, sensing all phenomena of the world and sharpening his mind with all phenomena of the world.
After walking like this for more than a month, Zhang Daoyi's mind became more and more sharp, and he managed to forcibly plunder the thin spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth with his spirit to make up for the consumption of his body.
After walking again for more than half a month, a huge mountain range was in the distance. From a distance, the mountain range looked like a dragon crawling on the ground. It was the Himalayas.
After more than a month of wind and snow, Zhang Daoyi's black clothes had been washed out of their original color and became extremely worn out, barely covering his body.
The shoes on his feet have long been broken, and now he is walking barefoot on the ground, and his skin is in contact with the ground, but he is closer to everything in the world.
"Is it there?" Looking up at a towering mountain in the distance, Zhang Daoyi murmured in a low voice, and there is the highest peak in the world, Mount Everest.
It is still winter, and there are already people who love mountaineering to challenge Mount Everest and want to conquer it.
Zhang Daoyi did not disturb these people, and under the influence of his spirit, everyone who saw him turned a blind eye to him.
The mountain road is extremely steep. For ordinary people, it is difficult to climb up even with special mountaineering equipment, but it is no problem for Zhang Daoyi.
Every time he can jump tens of meters, and then insert his palm into the rock, the extremely hard rock is like tofu in his hands.
Half a day later, a climber happened to come to the mountain wall where Zhang Daoyi went up the mountain. After seeing the imprints on the mountain wall, he was horrified, but this has nothing to do with Zhang Daoyi!
(End of this chapter)
In the empty room, Zhang Daoyi sat cross-legged on the bed and relished reading the novel in his hands.
"This book seems to be telling a fairy tale, but it is actually about cultivation. The author of this book should also be a practitioner!" After closing Journey to the West, Zhang Daoyi guessed in his heart.
"The five masters and apprentices are actually only Tang Seng, and the other four are all Tang Seng's demons.
The tribulations on the way are all tempered by Tang Seng's heart - if you fix your mind, you will become an ape; western sky. "After reading Journey to the West, Zhang Daoyi realized the way of practice in the book.
This is a book about the method of spiritual cultivation, but Zhang Daoyi's spiritual realm has long been beyond it.
To subdue the mind ape and tie the mind horse, the heart is located in the Western Heaven, and it is only a constant state. Generally, alchemy masters have this state of mind, but Zhang Daoyi's mind has reached the state of sitting and forgetting.
What is sitting and forgetting?
Sitting and forgetting means forgetting one's body, abandoning one's intelligence, getting rid of the shackles of body and wisdom, and becoming one with the Dao.
In fact, what the Buddha said is that there is no image of a self, no image of a person, no image of a sentient being, and an image of a lifeless person.
"Physical strength has its limit, but spiritual practice has no limit." Zhang Daoyi faintly realized that practice is a process of cultivating the infinite with the limited.
"The storytelling is about cultivation, and it's just my own thoughts!" Thinking of this, Zhang Daoyi smiled, no longer attached.
Just like in the same Dream of Red Mansions, Confucian scholars see Yi, Taoists see obscenity, wits see lingering, revolutionaries see rowing, and gossipers see secrets in the palace.
Different people have different opinions on the same thing, and Zhang Daoyi does not consider his own opinions to be authoritative.
It has been more than half a month since the end of the martial arts conference. During this half month, Zhang Dao stayed in the room all day, reading books to understand himself, and comprehending the vast world with his heart.
All the furniture in his room had been removed except for a bed board.
Now he doesn't need to eat or sleep, he only takes one bigu pill every day to maintain his physical consumption, and then he drinks some water.
"King Kong is not bad, how difficult it is!" Opening the window and looking at the snowflakes falling in the yard, Zhang Daoyi sighed.
Every day he practiced, he felt that he was getting closer and closer to the incorruptibility of the vajra, and he made progress every day, but he was still a little short of the incorruptibility of the vajra.
Just like a ten-foot-long tree, if you take half of it every day, it will be endless.
If there is no great opportunity, maybe as time goes by, he will be infinitely close to King Kong, but he will never be able to achieve it.
"It's time to go out and look for opportunities!" Now Zhang Daoyi's mind is sharp and discerning, and he already has a faint feeling that a storm is coming. If he guessed correctly, it should be Baqihui who is going to attack him again.
If he can't become King Kong in one day, he will never be Oniichi Yaki's opponent, and it is not his style to sit and wait for death.
Walking out of the manor, Zhang Daoyi didn't alarm anyone. Now that he has a strong mind, he can make everyone ignore him in a single thought.
Outside, the north wind was howling, the cold wind was piercing, and the overwhelming snowflakes were about to drown the pedestrians, and the sky and the earth were all white.
Zhang Daoyi was wearing very thin clothes, but although the cold wind howled between the heaven and the earth, it didn't affect him in the slightest.
Now his blood is like an oven, and the cold wind can't shake his blood.
The snowflakes kept falling, but Zhang Daoyi didn't get stuck on his body at all.
After the martial arts has been cultivated into strength, the strength of the whole body is fully integrated, and a fly cannot fall and a feather cannot be increased, so naturally there will be no snowflakes.
Zhang Daoyi didn't have a clear destination for this trip, he completely followed the feeling in his heart, and his mind had already reached the point of divine clarity.
His spirit internally reflects the physical body, externally responds to the heaven and earth, and constantly adjusts the relationship between his body and the heaven and earth. This is his current practice.
At this point in his martial arts practice, he is no longer fighting with people, but fighting with the sky, and fighting with the sky is a lot of fun.
Heaven and earth are like an oven, and now he is refining his body and spirit in the big oven of heaven and earth. In ancient times, the body of eminent monks often disappeared, this is the result of failure in the process of fighting against the sky, and the body was evaporated sign.
To put it in a popular way, the world is like a microwave oven, and everything in the world is an item in the oven. The process of fighting with the sky is a process of heating food. We must control the temperature at all times, and a bad food will be destroyed.
The spirit enveloped the whole body, Zhang Daoyi had already sensed that there was vitality accumulated in the dead land, waiting for the opportunity to erupt.
"Winter seems to kill the world, and the vegetation does not grow. In fact, all life is dormant, resting, and waiting for the arrival of spring."
Zhang Daoyi savored the truth between heaven and earth carefully, and the beating of his heart began to slow down.
The flow of qi and blood in the body is getting slower and slower, and it is not like a river flowing like usual, with surging momentum.
But Zhang Daoyi could feel the energy and blood in his body accumulating, and the vitality was condensing, waiting for the time to explode.
"Actually, many people know many truths, but after all, it is better to experience it personally." Zhang Daoyi felt the changes in Qi and blood, thinking in his heart.
Step by step along the guidance of the soul, Zhang Dao walks at sunrise and rests at sunset. In the cold night, Zhang Daoyi sits cross-legged in the snow, sensing all phenomena of the world and sharpening his mind with all phenomena of the world.
After walking like this for more than a month, Zhang Daoyi's mind became more and more sharp, and he managed to forcibly plunder the thin spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth with his spirit to make up for the consumption of his body.
After walking again for more than half a month, a huge mountain range was in the distance. From a distance, the mountain range looked like a dragon crawling on the ground. It was the Himalayas.
After more than a month of wind and snow, Zhang Daoyi's black clothes had been washed out of their original color and became extremely worn out, barely covering his body.
The shoes on his feet have long been broken, and now he is walking barefoot on the ground, and his skin is in contact with the ground, but he is closer to everything in the world.
"Is it there?" Looking up at a towering mountain in the distance, Zhang Daoyi murmured in a low voice, and there is the highest peak in the world, Mount Everest.
It is still winter, and there are already people who love mountaineering to challenge Mount Everest and want to conquer it.
Zhang Daoyi did not disturb these people, and under the influence of his spirit, everyone who saw him turned a blind eye to him.
The mountain road is extremely steep. For ordinary people, it is difficult to climb up even with special mountaineering equipment, but it is no problem for Zhang Daoyi.
Every time he can jump tens of meters, and then insert his palm into the rock, the extremely hard rock is like tofu in his hands.
Half a day later, a climber happened to come to the mountain wall where Zhang Daoyi went up the mountain. After seeing the imprints on the mountain wall, he was horrified, but this has nothing to do with Zhang Daoyi!
(End of this chapter)
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