Danfeng was surprised and confused.
He closed his eyes and meditated again, but he was still like a mirror, unable to seize the opportunity.
The ancient green lantern is mysterious and unusual.
She only knew that it was called the Ruyi Baodeng from the scroll of Zen Master Huikong, and that it was the most precious treasure of Buddhism, and nothing else.
Unexpectedly, while meditating, her mirror image was actually related to the ancient green lantern.
Since it is related to Buddha, it must be caused by chance.
Danfeng closed her eyes again and began to meditate, sketching the image of the ancient lantern with her mind.
The strange thing was that she was very familiar with the external image of the ancient lantern.
The image drawn with thoughts is extremely weird, not even similar to the image, nor even the shape.
She sketched and erased over and over again, tirelessly, forgetting time, and completely entering a state of selflessness.
It is also a coincidence that Danfeng's countless failures actually made her give up sketching the image of the ancient lamp, and instead sketched the light mask it released, just like an intuition.
She completely sketched out this intuitive sense of light.
Skip it out.
At this moment, the window in the heart opened again, and the mirror image of the ancient green lantern exuded a soft light.
Outside her body, the Bodhi tree exudes a soft green light, and the green light in the sea of consciousness automatically exits the sea of consciousness and floats above her head.
At this time, if anyone is watching, they will definitely find that the red phoenix under the Bodhi tree has a majestic appearance and the Buddha's light shines.
No one would believe that she was not from the Buddhist sect, but she was naturally quite enchanting, which was extremely inconsistent with the majesty of the treasure at this time.
She looked so out of place and a little funny.
At this time, Danfeng can be regarded as a true introduction to Buddhism.
Although meditation and visualization are the first steps, everything is difficult at the beginning.
It's spring again, flowers are blooming, and there is some dust accumulation on Danfeng's shoulders and hair.
She has been in meditation for more than a year.
In the early morning of this morning, the morning sunlight shone on her little face, giving half of her face a faint golden glow.
With a soft chant of "hum" coming from her half-opened red lips, the entire hillside seemed to be singing Sanskrit notes, making it particularly mysterious.
Her eyes were half-open and half-closed, and her solemn image was like that of an eminent monk.
Her jet-black hair floated freely behind her head, adding a bit of femininity to her.
This is really a coincidence.
The softness and solemnity are two completely different appearances, but they are combined in an indescribable way.
Looking from a distance, it's like a mirror, everything seems unreal.
As the last sound of the word "Om" fell, Danfeng slowly returned to normal.
She seemed to be waking up from a dream, as if she had forgotten something.
Zou Mei thought about it carefully, but she became even more erratic.
He shook his head and stood up, sighing helplessly: "That's all, Buddhism is so profound, how can it be so easy to catch it?"
He turned around and walked towards his parents' residence.
Although she sighed, she still didn't let it go in her mind.
She was thinking and walking slowly, completely unaware of the oncoming Wang Ying, who almost bumped into her.
He quickly stabilized his mind, shook his head hard a few times, stopped thinking about other things, and prepared to spend some time with his family in peace.
Wang Ying said anxiously: "Danfeng, your grandpa seems to be dying, come with me to have a look."
When Danfeng heard this, he felt a chill in his heart.
Grandpa has lived for more than 100 years, which is considered a long life for mortals.
He walked a few steps quickly and entered the old man's room.
I saw that the old man was filled with deathly aura at this time, and his fuel was exhausted.
He was filled with grief, but there was nothing he could do.
Whether you are cultivating immortals or cultivating Buddhism, they all emphasize the cycle of cause and effect, the six paths of reincarnation, and life and death.
Since death represents rebirth, it is the cycle of heaven.
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Human power is irreversible.
Even if Danfeng has formed an immortal relationship and practices against the will of heaven, it is just a chance to follow the way of heaven.
That great freedom is still too far away from her.
The truth is clear and clear, and what is difficult to let go of is the love in this world.
Fortunately, the old man has passed away and has not suffered from illness.
For mortals, it is also a blessing.
Seeing Danfeng enter the room, the old man just whispered two words to her: "Zhaizi".
Danfeng nodded gently, tears already streaking down her face.
The old man was also quite nostalgic, still thinking about the fallen leaves returning to their roots.
Maybe people are like this, they always have complex feelings that are difficult to explain, and Danfeng himself is not the same.
No matter when he left, he would always miss the village after returning and go back for a visit.
After the old man died, Danfeng specially made a good coffin and rushed back to the village overnight.
It had been ten years since she had been back to the village, and she missed him deeply.
When she returned to the village, she almost went crazy.
The originally quiet and simple village was now covered with rubble, as if it had been completely burned by fire overnight.
"Who can tell me what happened?"
Danfeng screamed hysterically, wailing, and his mouth was bitter.
He murmured and shouted: "Uncle, second uncle, and aunt, are you still alive?"
The entire mountain seemed unusually quiet, and even the usual roars of beasts and insects seemed to have become muffled.
Only her tearing cry echoed in the mountain.
In a trance, it seemed as if she had returned to the morning of the banquet.
The busy figures of the uncles and aunts, the excitement, and the simple family affection, rippled in Danfeng's heart.
The cheerful laughter and the warmth that filled everyone's faces seemed within reach.
Until late at night, the breeze blew on her face, gently wiping away the tears on her cheeks, as if comforting this child who had always been loved by the mountains.
Danfeng became slightly awake from the nightmare, turned around and flew towards the town, directly to her uncle's house.
At this time, my uncle and his family had already rested, but Danfeng still knocked on the door.
Seeing that it was Danfeng who had returned, my uncle was surprised and said, "Girl, are you still alive?
Are your parents?"
When the uncle finished speaking, there were tears in his eyes.
Danfeng's face was full of sorrow, and she replied quietly: "My parents are fine, but does my uncle know what happened in the village?"
My uncle lamented: "On the night when your house exploded, a fire broke out in your village.
The entire village was burned to the ground, and no bones were left."
Seeing Dan Feng Leng Shen, he continued: "It's true that misfortunes never come singly, my child.
As long as your family is safe, no one can tell whether this is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster."
In an instant, Danfeng realized that the disaster in the village was caused by her, and it was she who brought unreasonable disaster to the village.
She hated her own lack of strength, she resented the people with the surname Hou for shamelessly showing their power to mortals.
She gritted her teeth and secretly swore in her heart that she would not avenge this revenge and talk nonsense about cultivating immortals.
She became even calmer, said goodbye hastily to her uncle and aunt, turned around and flew towards the stockade.
She buried the old man in the clan land and knelt down in front of the ancestral grave.
She felt guilty and ashamed of her clan members.
She never thought that even a huge hatred would only affect her family, so she immediately brought her family into the space. .
No matter what, it is not allowed by nature for cultivators to attack innocent mortals, and they will be in debt.
Then why are the Hou family so unscrupulous?
She couldn't figure it out, so she simply stopped thinking about it.
She knelt quietly in her ancestral land all night.
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At dawn, she quietly left, returned to her master's cave, and entered the space.
She started refining pills every day and night, and finally lived up to her expectations.
She gained a lot of poisonous pills, and started to refine chess formations, defensive weapons, and the Five Elements Flying Sword.
When everything was ready, she got in touch with Zhao Changfeng.
She wanted to entrust her parents to her friends.
Now, only Zhao Changfeng was worthy of relying on, so he set off overnight and rushed to Qingcheng. sjgsf0916: