Immortality begins with contemplation

Although it was just a roar, Chu Mian clearly understood the special meaning of this roar. Long Ao's meaning was actually very simple. He directly tortured Chu Mian's soul: "It's you who wants to harvest the wool.

Or are you really concerned about the development of Haoran Sect?"

"Ah? Well...you..."

Chu Mian said with some confusion: "It's not a good habit to eavesdrop on other people's conversations!"

"Roar!"

This time, the volume of the roar was slightly louder. Chu Mian could clearly hear the anger in the other party's tone, and couldn't help but waved her hand, "Hey, aren't we communicating with you? Look at you, why?

Are you still impatient?"

Chu Mian glanced at Long Ao with some embarrassment, "Don't worry, this is not an opportunity given to us by others. If we don't take advantage of it, wouldn't we be sorry for our status?"

"Amitabha, although the Haoran Sect is indeed smaller, a small sect also has the advantages of a small sect, and a large sect also has the difficulties of a large sect. Now that we can have a place to settle down, and the Immortal Mansion will not open for another ten years, it is just right.

Take these ten years as a date to improve your strength."

Jue Yu opened his eyes at this time and turned his head slightly to look at Chu Mian. The warm rays of the sun hit the side of his face, making his whole temperament warm.

"Do you want to go in then?"

Chu Mian asked curiously: "How can you enter the Immortal Mansion without a horse? Or...are you sure that you will get another horse within ten years?"

"The young monk is going to the Immortal Mansion, but if the donor is talking about the Immortal Fate Order, the young monk has already obtained one before."

As he spoke, Jue Yu turned his hand and a Pegasus, which looked like stone but not stone, not jade but not jade, with two wings on its back and neighing upwards, appeared in Jue Yu's palm. Chu Mian was stunned and murmured.

Said: "Okay, bald man, you are so quiet, you have already obtained the Immortal Fate Order? Tsk, tsk, are you really a person with great luck?"

"Luck can only be said, but it is elusive."

Jueyu saw this very clearly. As a person who cultivates immortality, it's not that he doesn't believe in 'luck'. It's just that for most immortal cultivators, luck should be attributed to 'fate.'

They are just ants under the influence of destiny and cannot cause the slightest change.

It is precisely because of this that Jueyu said this.

After finishing these words, Jueyu finally met Chu Mian's eyes and said: "The young monk wandered here. I didn't want to be contaminated by too many causes and effects, so as not to stain the Buddha's heart, but the donor's affairs cannot be treated as such.

I have never seen it before. Today, the benefactor has occupied a place in Haoran Sect, and the young monk has completed his merits and will leave in a few days. In the future, I hope that the benefactor can go through the path of seeking immortality and finally reaching the great road.

.Between you and me, let’s meet again in ten years.”

"What? Are you leaving?"

Chu Mian picked up the fishing rod again and threw the bait into the lake. The next moment, there were microwaves rippling, as if a big fish had bitten the hook. But Chu Mian ignored the abnormality in the lake and just looked at it.

Jueyu, with a little sigh in his eyes, sighed: "At that time, I really didn't believe in you, but now you and I have developed a tacit understanding. Besides, you are now under the Immortal Fate Order. If you go out, I'm afraid you will meet

Unexpectedly, why not live in Yaowu Valley from now on and wait for ten years before you and I go to the Immortal Mansion together."

When Chu Mian said this, he really meant it sincerely, and there was no falsehood at all. After hearing this, Jue Yu's eyes also felt warm, but he still shook his head and said: "Taoism has a supreme cultivation method.

The incense has always been prosperous. All living beings in the world know the way of the sect, but they do not believe in the method of Buddhism..."

At this point, a look of helplessness flashed across Jueyu's eyes for the first time, and then it disappeared briefly. She smiled and continued to Chu Mian: "Although Buddhism has been in decline for thousands of years, there are many bald monks who have ruined the reputation of Buddhism.

As a result, Buddhism will never regain its glory in ancient times, but the young monk is different from those people."

"What's the difference? They all shave their heads and go out to travel around. Is it good or evil? It's just idealism."

Chu Mian didn't care about this, just shook his head and said: "With your current ability, it will be difficult to revitalize Buddhism. It's better to wait for the opportunity, wait until the blue clouds rise up, overlooking the spiers of the mountains, and then preach

This is the path of Dharma."

This seems to look down on Buddhism, but it is really the current situation of Buddhism today. It is indeed inappropriate to describe it as a "rat crossing the street", but Buddhism is not popular, but it is also real. If you want to revitalize Buddhism, you must

It cannot be done overnight, or by one person or two people. What needs to be done is a change in thinking. Monks like Jue Yu can only save the people around them if they are truly compassionate.

And cannot spread the Dharma to the world.

At that time, not to mention it will be a thankless job, and you may be ostracized by the Buddhist sect, so why bother? Chu Mian doesn’t understand this anyway.

"What the donor doesn't know is that what the young monk has always wanted to do since he opened his wisdom is to find his original comrades, break the dark sky, and let the real light shine in the world. But now it seems..."<

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When Jue Yu said this, he could not help but sigh in his heart, and then shook his head and chuckled: "Now it seems that the road is long and endless. The original travelers have disappeared and forgotten, and they are no longer what they were before.

Glory, but the real enemy is always hidden behind the scenes and has not yet appeared.

The young monk knows that his strength is limited, so he can only wait and let the light shine on a few more people and things. Maybe he can get inspiration from it and find new people to travel with him. In this way, it is not

It’s a bad thing.”

"The enemy is really very tyrannical?"

Chu Mian heard the helplessness hidden in it, and her brows gradually furrowed. If even Jueyu, who had recovered his memory, found this matter difficult to deal with, then would he have to start looking for a way out...

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Anyway, listen to this meaning, in ancient times they were prosperous and had many comrades, but they still had no enemies. Now that they have been reborn, can they really make a comeback?

Chu Mian was skeptical about this.

Some things are just like what metaphysics says. The more you know, the more helpless and helpless you will be, and the hope of victory will become slimmer.

Perhaps because he understood what Chu Mian was thinking, Long Ao snorted disdainfully and swam towards the lake with the pace of disowning his relatives. But Jueyu shook his head helplessly, "Almsgiver, I really hope that the monk will...

Years can pass by in a blink of an eye. Wait until you find a way to recover your memory. After you recover your memory, you and I can discuss such issues again."

As for now...

Although Jueyu didn't say it clearly, Chu Mian could indeed feel the frustration of playing the piano with a cow...

Now,

Let’s stop talking now...