Chapter 87 Not Lasting
boom! !
In the earthen coffin, Bai Mo sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, and there were faint drops of sweat on his forehead.
There was a gray mist in his mind that seemed to be moving but not still, and seemed to be still but not still. As he thought about it, it became clearer and more condensed, as if the gray fog was melting inch by inch, revealing a chicken behind the fog. s things.
Soon after, the last trace of fog quietly dissipated.
Boom! ! As if the world was created, the gray chicken exploded with a bang, and countless air currents spurted out, churning in the mind, as turbulent as the boundless sea.
In the earthen coffin, Bai Mo felt his head suddenly swell and hurt, and the area between his eyebrows swelled as if it was inflated, almost ready to burst.
At the same time, all kinds of complicated sounds came one after another, like hundreds of millions of people praying in unison, like tens of millions of people praising in unison, like countless monks chanting in unison in the ears, the sound was as loud as a loud bell. Da Lu, enlightened and enlightened.
There was even the crisp and sweet sound of jade, the deafening sound of gold and iron knocking, the sound of rushing rivers, and the roar of the wind. It seemed that there was a god standing in his brain, raising a giant hammer and beating hard. Treat him like an iron furnace.
All kinds of voices emerged, and Bai Mo suddenly felt that he had suddenly split into thousands or tens of thousands of independent selves, each of which could think independently! Bai Mo's expression remained unchanged, he ignored the voices in his head and just silently recited "The Sutra of Jing-Guan" by Patriarch Xuanyin.
He didn't speak, but the sound of chanting sutras emerged in his heart, keeping a trace of clarity in his the sutra sound rang out over and over again, he inexplicably felt a coolness coming from between his brows.
Under the shining light of the blue flame mushroom, a flash of spiritual light appeared between his eyebrows, guarding the center of his eyebrows.
While the sound of the Heart Sutra kept his mind clear, it was accompanied by the roar of countless voices, as if there was a steady stream of clear spiritual energy pouring into his thoughts, constantly shaping, polishing, nourishing, and nourishing his mind. The mind and thoughts began to grow rapidly. Not only the quantity of the mind, but the quality also increased by leaps and bounds. It was like forging iron, forging out impurities from the mind.
Unknowingly, the sound of chanting sutras in my heart became louder and louder, and instead became blurry. The sound of sutras gradually suppressed various sounds, and finally suddenly turned into a mysterious Taoist sound.
hum! This voice seemed to contain immeasurable divine power, causing the huge waves in his heart to crash down and gradually subside.
At the same time, as the sound of the message sounded, the aura between his eyebrows suddenly shone brightly, condensing into a strange rune mark, like a dragon, like a snake, and beating like a flame, and then gradually disappeared, leaving only a faint mark. Remember, it’s like being born.
Bai Mo closed his eyes tightly, only to feel that his consciousness came into chaos. He looked around and saw nothing, no boundaries, no inside and outside, no front or back, no length, no short, no width, no depth. , no big or small, no distinction between east, west, north and south, no blue, red, black and white.
hum! !
As his consciousness emerged, an invisible wave passed by, and a clear spring slowly emerged from the chaos.
This clear spring is not big, only about ten feet in diameter, like a bright mirror in the spring water was as clear as jade, fluctuating with the rise and fall of his thoughts.
"This is what my consciousness has transformed through the Tao diagram I visualized. It can be called the sea of consciousness." Looking at the clear spring below, a sense of enlightenment arose in Bai Mo's heart.
Whoa! As soon as he thought about it, the next moment, a figure slowly walked out of the clear spring, getting bigger and bigger, and finally merged with his thoughts.
Bai Mo looked down at his hands and couldn't see any difference. He was amazed and made a move ! !
The spring water rippled, and a dharma seal emerged from the sea of consciousness, rising slowly with the brilliance of fireflies, like a scorching sun, hanging above the head.
The light fell on him, exuding a deep warmth, and he was keenly aware that he had grown a little.
"This is the fundamental seal!" Bai Mo felt a sense of joy in his heart, as if he saw a gate called Immortal Dao opening a gap for him.
Swish! In the earth coffin, Bai Mo slowly opened his eyes, and there was a flash of light in his eyes. He felt that his five senses and six consciousnesses had become extremely delicate. He could see extremely small things with his eyes, and the stripes on the blue flame mushroom were clearer than ever before. .
Both ears can hear farther, and the sound of the blood rushing in the body, the thumping of the heart, and the peristalsis of the internal organs all resound in the ears.
He waved his hand through the air, feeling the touch of the airflow, and a smile appeared on his face.
"The turbid and evil energy has dissipated, and I have understood and condensed the fundamental seals in the visualization diagram. I have entered the second level. My spirit has changed from stillness to movement, breaking out of the cocoon and turning into a butterfly. I should be able to release my spirit."
In the grave, Bai Mo stood still. He felt that his spirit was extremely flexible, as if it had become an extended arm, which could continue to extend forward as far as ten feet.
With a thought in his mind, he stared at the empty wooden box in the corner. The next moment, he saw the seven or eight kilogram wooden box in front of him shaking slightly, slowly lifting off the ground and flying into the air! call! !
Bai Mo controlled the wooden box to fly up and down in the grave.
Boom! Soon after, his face turned pale, his thoughts suddenly collapsed, and the wooden box fell and hit the wall of the tomb.
Bai Mo frowned slightly, "With the intensity of my thoughts and my energy now, I can only hold on for one stick of incense at most. If I control objects, I won't be able to hold on for as long as a cup of tea. I still need to practice visualization." ."
"However, now that I have condensed the fundamental Dharma seal, I can be regarded as a Taoist boy. I should first go to the teaching center to report and receive benefits." He thought about it without delay. He glanced at it and saw that there were no omissions, so he walked straight out of the grave and turned over Crossing Fentou Mountain and rushing to a big hall deep inside.
"Eh?" After walking a few steps, Bai Mo was surprised. He felt that his speed was a little faster than before, and his body was as light as a swallow. As soon as he thought about it, he knew the reason, "Yes, the evil energy in the body has dissipated. Go, although the body has not become lighter, the Qingling Qi can play a lifting role."
His heart stirred, and a stream of spiritual power visible to the naked eye surged out from the sea of consciousness, stirring up the airflow around him. Then he took a step forward, and the airflow surged with it, pushing him forward, two or three feet at a time, and he walked dozens of miles in the blink of an eye. .
"That's it." Not long after, Bai Mo stopped and looked at the cliff ahead.
This cliff is composed of more than a dozen low stone cliffs, which are not connected to each other. There is a certain distance between them. Each cliff is very tall, about a hundred feet.
There is no such thing as a plank road on the cliff. There are only uneven stone steps here and there, forming a narrow path that is almost vertical and leads directly to the top of the cliff.
On the path, several disciples were running down the stone steps and whizzing past him.
(End of this chapter)