Buddhist practice feeling and choose after pregnancy

"Huaguang Temple came without lights."

In the exquisite courtyard a little far away, stood a few youths dressed in Taoist robes.

From a rough look, most of the cultivation bases are in the golden core stage, but the person standing in the middle has the strongest aura, and he is faintly about to break through the Nascent Soul.

He said in a deep voice: "There are rules for doing things without lights. As long as we don't attract his attention, there is no need to worry."

"Brother Hao Daoren, how can you build up other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige? No lamp is just the Nascent Soul stage, but that one has already reached the transformation of the god!" interrupt.

Someone nearby shook his head.

"You don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth. Xie Chenshan is indeed no more than a Nascent Soul, but when people look at him, do they only treat each other with cultivation? Do you think he found a way to come in like us?" He smiled wryly and shook his head, "He and Xixin The sect's head teacher and disciple are not acquaintances. His few friends, such as the Danyang sect, the Xixin sect, and the Wanjian sect, are the mainstays in the major sects of cultivating immortals.

Moreover, there are so many people from the three clans who have received his favor, if you offend him, you are guaranteed to be beaten up by someone even if you go out! "

The young cultivator looked strange, and whispered: "Is it so strange?"

Hao Daoren ignored his muttering, looked at the people around him, and said calmly: "Everything is ready now, the only thing we owe is the east wind. As long as that person can be reborn in the mirror, then everything will be worth it. This chance , you must grasp it!"

The young cultivator Liu Wendao: "As you said, Wudeng is so powerful, so don't we have to guard against him this time?"

Hao Daoren said with a smile: "You don't know, the greatest magical effect of the Mind-Guarding Mirror is not available for Buddhist practice like Master Wudeng."

In front of the mind-watching mirror, you can introspect your spiritual loopholes and look at yourself.But if it was just for this reason, so many monks would not have gathered to the Xinxin Sect at this time.

They came to wait for the opening of the viewing mirror.

The Mind-Guarding Mirror is opened every 80 years, and every time it is opened, there will be a fortune.In addition to these outside cultivators, disciples from the Xixin Sect will naturally also participate.

Of course, good luck can only be digested by one person, and whoever grabs it will be his.

In this regard, the Xinxin faction is generous.

...

"I want to participate too?"

In the courtyard where the celestial voice lingered, Zhao Kesong was taken aback, his face showing panic.

"Yes, but I'm only in the foundation building period, is this appropriate?"

He had been out and about occasionally in the past two days, and he noticed a few tyrannical auras in the scattered small courtyards between the flowing water and stone bridges.Whether it is Jindan or Nascent Soul stage, it is a great deterrent to him, a little foundation builder.

As a result, when he came back from a stroll while practicing, he immediately faced Xie Chenshan's sudden critical attack.He said tremblingly: "Master, I, I don't need it, do I?"

Xie Chenshan sat casually on the rock, with the hem of his clothes hanging down to the edge, looking like a fairy.

He shook his hands, and there was a playful smile in his eyes: "I'm going with him, do you want to stay outside alone?"

The boy Zhao Kesong lost his face immediately.

"Go in what you said just now... Isn't it enough to stand in front of the mirror to see the Guanxin mirror?" After a while, he realized the meaning of Xie Chenshan's words, and scratched his ears a little anxiously.

Xie Chenshan raised his eyebrows, and said with a half-smile, "When did I say that Guanxinjing is really just a mirror?"

Zhao Kesong wants to cry but has no tears.

It's called the Mind-Guarding Mirror, if it's not a mirror, what else could it be!

...

On May [-], the sky is slightly dry.

Zhao Kesong felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, when he followed Xie Chenshan and Mozun away, they were almost at the same hands and feet.

Under the guidance of the fairy, they sat on the fairy beast driven by the sect. After the back was full of people, the big black bird spread its wings and flew a hundred miles away in an instant.

There should be a magic circle on its back, even if the wind is raging, there is only a gentle breeze blowing on its face.

Xie Chenshan said: "This is 'Yi', a hundred feet long, good at speaking, gentle in nature, meat, not very tasty, slightly astringent, good at wind."

Zhao Kesong coughed twice, covered his face and said, "Master, are you a Buddhist cultivator?"

Then how do you know that this bird meat is not delicious!

And after Xie Chenshan said those words, the people on the back of the bird felt that the bird froze suddenly.

Immediately the speed increased.

The gigantic relic bird spread its wings like galloping against the wind, and it took nearly half the time it took to arrive.After everyone on the fairy beast came down, the naked bird could be seen flying away in a hurry.

Zhao Kesong couldn't help laughing.

The tense emotions also eased a little.

Xie Chenshan glanced at the child's condition and saw that he had relaxed, so he withdrew his mind.

In fact, most of Xie Chenshan's attention was on Mozun.

At this moment, when the Demon Lord was wearing that handsome face, it was expected that he would frequently attract the attention of others.

Xie Chenshan remembered the frequency of the demon's eating during these days.

Even with such a large amount of food intake, it would be easy to get hungry again in about ten days at least, which seemed to be his nature.

He is in desperate need of nourishing flesh in large quantities.

To some extent, this is the weakness of the demon king.

But once the demon king is really at the lowest point of hunger, the biggest possibility is that the demon king will kill him and kill him, instead of surrendering him as expected.

No matter how hungry and thirsty a beast is, it is also a beast.

It is more likely to become more and more crazy because of uncontrollable desire.

Since arriving at the Zhang family, Xie Chenshan counted, and Mozun had been at peace for at least [-] days.

Xie Chenshan's calm eyes swept over all the cultivators present.

The transparent dome covers Lang Langri's head, and under it stands 49 carved pillars of the sky in different black and white, as if supporting the dome that is about to fall.The Mind-Guarding Mirror stands silently at the other end. It is tens of feet high, and its surface is smooth and flawless, like a calm lake, but it does not reflect anyone's shadow, and absorbs all the light.

Most of the cultivators came here on the relict birds of the Xixin Sect, and there were also a few eccentric personalities who rode their own vehicles, and within a short time, the grand and spacious venue was crowded to the full.

Standing on the high platform at the very front were disciples of the Xixin sect dressed in green clothes.

It seemed that there were about [-] people, and they should be the direct disciples who also participated in the opening of the Mind-Guarding Mirror this time.

"Everyone—"

An extremely familiar voice sounded.

Bai Shu, who was said to be saving people and kept away, was standing in front of the mirror and speaking in a Taoist robe with a fairy-like demeanor.

On the outside, Bai Shu appears to be a middle-aged Taoist in his early 30s, with a serious and serious appearance, and he speaks neither humble nor overbearing, very able to control the situation.

He said succinctly: "The Mind-Guarding Mirror is opened every 80 years, and it needs 35 disciples in the sect as the keys, and can only be opened with 350 monks who are above the foundation stage.

"Today's time has come, all disciples obey orders!

"Arrangement—"

The 35 disciples of the Xixin Sect landed in mid-air with light movements.

Dozens of charms are ignited from the fingertips, following the 35 wisps of faint smoke to depict mysterious and magical lines, the striped roads seem to appear out of thin air, and the moment each smoke line is perfectly outlined, the towering and dark mirror seems to be Just a little light.

The last line is drawn in a closed loop, and the dark mirror suddenly shines brightly!

Bai Shu shouted: "Join—"

The 35 disciples all landed on the ground and rushed in towards the golden mirror.

Like water waves blending together, their figures were swallowed by the smooth mirror.

"Thirty-five days to watch the mind inside the mirror, and 35 hours to wait outside. I hope you don't miss the hour, please."

After all the disciples in the sect had entered the mind-watching mirror, Bai Shufu turned to look at the many monks under the third step, his calm and indifferent voice spread across the entire mountain.

Swinging the sleeve robe, he got out of the way.

The cultivators who filed in filed in with their own thoughts, one after another the engulfed figures disappeared in front of the mirror, and only three of them remained in the end.

Xie Chenshan climbed up the stairs, followed by two saw-mouth gourds.

One is stupefied and the other is frightened.

Seeing that he was at the back, Bai Shu's serious and serious mask almost couldn't hold back: "Don't make trouble for me again." That voice was full of vicissitudes and sadness, as if he had foreseen some unpredictable future .

It sounds like he has a good relationship with Xie Chenshan.

Xie Chenshan said in a calm manner: "How can a majestic master in the fusion stage be afraid of trouble?"

Bai Shu squinted at him, looked at the two silent people behind him, and said: "With your aptitude, if you didn't force yourself to suppress it, how could you still be in the Nascent Soul stage? Do you really think that I am like That little fool Meng Xia is usually fooled by you?"

Xie Chenshan said with a smile: "Meng Xia is upright and forthright, it is inappropriate for the ancestor to ridicule like this."

Bai Shu flew a small sword and stabbed at it.

In his early years, he was not an array cultivator, but a rare sword cultivator in the Xixin Sect. After some accidents, he washed away his muscles and bones and started over from scratch.

This was just a small joke, but before the little sword poked into Xie Chenshan, it seemed to be crushed by an invisible force in front of him, leaving not even an inch of dust.

Bai Shu let out a scream, that little sword was his latest masterpiece.

At the same time, Xie Chenshan looked at Mozun thoughtfully, and said to Bai Shu, "Haven't you given up on your shabby crafting technique?"

Bai Shu really didn't want to see Xie Chenshan's face anymore, he flicked his sleeves angrily, and swept all three people in this group into it.

"Hurry up and get out, if you can't climb out after 35 hours, I'll go to Zhuxian Peak and carve the words Wudeng is an idiot in the world!"

After all, Bai Shu is a great power at the fusion stage. With a flick of his sleeves, even Xie Chenshan couldn't help crashing into the viewing mirror, but at the moment when the feeling of weightlessness came, a soft strip suddenly wrapped around his waist .

Xie Chenshan's eyes were dark at first, and then lit up.

Before he saw the world in the mirror, he first noticed his own strange situation.There were two pitch-black tentacles that had encircled Xie Chenshan's armpit at some point, lifting him high.

Really, hold it high.

Xie Chenshan could even see several cultivators in the distance who had fallen into the maze formation from a high place.

And Zhao Kesong was lifted far away with his clothes on his shoulders.

All of a sudden, he thought there was a dead body hanging on the black mist.

He lowered his head slowly, passed the black mist under the raised tentacles, and finally caught the demon's red eyes.

"Mozun, why don't you just stop talking?"