Five Frozen Centuries

The golden eagle demon seemed to be particularly unwilling, but all the unwillingness turned into a sigh, and it said: "It's a pity, if you give me another hundred years, I can practice thirty-three thousand swords. Once I use this move , no one at the same level is my opponent!"

"I lost!" The golden eagle demon conceded. It stood at a high altitude, hundreds of meters higher than Wei Huo. It naturally had an advantage in the duel. If it can't win in this situation, it is a loss.

When Wei Huo heard what the golden eagle demon said, he also said: "A hundred years is not long. When you have practiced the real 33,000 swords, you can come to me and we will have a showdown!"

The golden eagle demon was very surprised. It looked at Wei Huo carefully, then gave way, and said: "I have guarded this place for more than 800 years, and you are the only one who broke through me. I will remember you." , and a hundred years later, when I practice the real Thirty-Three Thousand Swords, I will come to you to compete, and then, I will never lose again!"

Wei Huo cupped his fists: "Brother Ying, see you in a hundred years!"

The golden eagle demon also cupped his fists: "May I ask your honorable name?"

Wei Huo replied: "My surname is Wei Minghuo."

The golden eagle demon looked a little confused: "Wang Huo?"

It's not clear.

Wei Huo clasped his fist again: "My name is Wei Huo."

The golden eagle demon became even more confused: "Wu Huo?"

Wei Huo: "."

Am I (hundreds of surnames) Huo?

The golden eagle demon thought for a while, then cupped his fists and said, "I'll call you a human race, and we'll meet again in a hundred years!"

Wei Huo flew into the sky and said politely: "See you in a hundred years."

After Wei Huo broke through the small world barrier and left, the golden eagle demon cursed: "See you again!"

It stretched out its hands, its palms were already dripping with blood, and the feathers on its wings began to fall off. The battle just now, which seemed to be a draw, had actually caused it a serious injury.

Talking about a hundred years later is actually just a polite remark, like "we will meet again at another day", "I will treat you to dinner next time", etc. The time and place are not clear. Where will the duel be in a hundred years?

The Golden Eagle Demon had no choice but to get out of the way. If the fight continued, it would be in danger of falling.

It was very upset, guarding this place for more than 800 years without encountering a single challenger, and it was the first to defeat it. It was a failure, which made it very embarrassing.

At this time, Wei Huo had broken through the third floor and came to the fourth floor. Wei Huo asked the golden armor: "How many floors are there before reaching the top of Kunlun Mountain?"

Jin Jia replied: "Nine is the extreme number. You have to go to the ninth floor to reach the top of Kunlun Mountain. At that time, you will get the supreme scripture "Tao Jing"."

The fourth floor is a big river. At this time, Wei Huo was standing on a small boat. He broke through the barrier and took one step to come to the small boat.

Because there was no wind, the river surface was very calm, and there were hardly any waves. The boat hovered on the river surface, as if caught in a mirror, and the river surface reflected the sky full of clouds, but those clouds were also motionless.

Wei Huo frowned: "How to break through this fourth-layer small world, or break through the sky? Which guardian is guarding it?"

Jin Jia shook his head: "It's useless. From the fourth floor onwards, you can't rely on brute force to pass the level. Even if you smash this world, it's useless."

Wei Huo stroked the surface of the water, only to realize that the water surface was as hard as iron, and the boat was still, unable to row.

Suddenly, Wei Huo had a flash of inspiration, and he asked, "Could it be that we are in a painting?"

Jin Jia replied: "As expected, you noticed that the fourth floor is a painting, which was made by a rule-level powerhouse."

Everything around is still, the sky, the river, and the boat are completely still, just like a painting.

Wei Huo looked around carefully, and couldn't help sighing: "This is a very beautiful painting."

The sky is vast and infinite, and the river is calm without waves. There is only a small boat staying on the river. If you draw it from the outside, you will really feel that the artistic conception is infinite, but the view is limited. The drawing is so big, and there will always be an end.

But in the painting, there is no end in sight, the sky is infinite, and the river is also infinite.

This is the difference between appearance and inner view. The appearance is limited, but the inner view is infinite. This is the state of mind.

If Wei Huo realized something, he finally sat down cross-legged and carefully understood the truth.

What is static? What is moving?

What is limited? What is infinity?

This insight is Wei Huo's reward for breaking through the third floor and coming to the fourth floor. It is not a weapon or a skill, but a kind of insight.

"The appearance is its shape, but the shape has no shape; the inner view is its heart, and the heart has no heart."

A passage of scriptures suddenly flowed into Wei Huo's heart. Wei Huo realized it carefully, and later found that it was a passage about refining Qi and transforming gods!

When we look at a painting, no matter how big it is, there is always a boundary, which is the shape, but when we look at a painting, we not only look at it but also appreciate its artistic conception. Although the painting is limited, the artistic conception is infinite.

Wei Huo sat down cross-legged, and he realized it carefully, and soon fell into a mysterious realm. Why didn't the golden armor say more about the rewards and the way to clear the fourth floor at the beginning? The purpose is also to let Wei Huo realize himself.

In fact, it is also comprehending carefully, but unfortunately, it can't comprehend anything, because it has already known what the reward of the fourth floor is, and it is precisely because it knows that it has no comprehension, because it knows in advance, So when I saw this scene, I lost the feeling of understanding at first sight.

It’s like someone spoiling a movie before watching it. If no one spoils it, I will feel amazing when I watch it, but if someone spoils my face, I will still sigh and feel amazing when watching it, but I don’t have that kind of feeling. It's amazing.

Sitting in the boat, Wei Huo felt comprehension for a long time, finally opened his eyes and looked into the distance, the aura on his body seemed to be a bit purer, the impetuous turbidity dissipated, and the whole person felt like a fairy .

Jin Jia asked, "What did you realize?"

Wei Huo shook his head: "I can't say it, I can only feel it, but I can't express it in words."

This is a kind of artistic conception, a method of cultivating the mind and spirit, which requires the practitioner to observe the mind, the vastness of the sea of ​​mind, and the distance of the road of the mind.

But this is not the main reason why I can't explain it in words. The main reason is that my knowledge reserve is not enough, and I can't explain what I feel with the current level of knowledge. At least the explanation must be illogical and impossible to demonstrate. It's better to pretend to say "It can only be understood but not expressed in words" to show your specialness.

After all, it's not because of lack of culture.

Jin Jia nodded his non-existent head, and the helmet shook up and down: "It seems that you have already understood, Tao can be said, very Tao, this cannot be explained clearly in words, you can only understand it slowly."

This is what it looks like to pretend that you have not realized anything, saying that you are right, and then nodding your head, you can resolve the embarrassment of not understanding anything.

Of course Wei Huo knew that this guy was forcibly covering it up, so he didn't point it out, but asked, "How can I crack it to get to the fifth floor?"