Infinite true path

"Yin'er, Yin'er, why are you still sleeping?" Huan Yin heard Duan Yun's somewhat hurried voice. He slowly opened his eyes and saw the master standing in front of his bed, looking a little unhappy.

Huan Yin felt a headache. Yesterday under the cold pond, the content of the "Infinite Soul Sutra" poured into his mind like a backflow. Whether he understood it or not, accepted it or not, those golden words were deeply engraved in his mind.

"Master, how did I come back." Huan Yin straightened up and said tiredly.

Duan Yun saw his appearance and thought he was still asleep, so he blamed him: "What, how did you come back? You usually get up earlier than me, look at what time it is now, and you are still lying in bed. A day's plan begins in the morning, it's time to work hard!"

"Yes, Master." Huan Yin saw that it was already bright outside, and it was no wonder that the master was so anxious.

Duan Yun heard Huan Yin agree, shook his head, and walked out with his hands behind his back.

Huan Yin shook his head, he felt that he needed to wake up. What happened yesterday was too weird. He finally passed out in the cold pond. He had no idea how he came back. Why did the master act as if nothing happened? He would ask the master when he calmed down.

After eating, Huan Yin changed into a sword-making outfit, walked to Duan Yun respectfully, and bowed: "Master, I am lazy, please punish me."

Duan Yun was busy in front of the sword furnace. He heard Huan Yin's voice behind him and turned around. Seeing Huan Yin's well-behaved and polite appearance, and remembering Huan Yin's usual hard-working spirit, he calmed down a lot: "I won't forge a sword today. I want to make a soft sword. I need silk grass. Go to the sect to find some for me, and I will show you how to forge a soft sword."

After hearing Duan Yun's words, Huan Yin remembered that he was going to find silk grass for the master yesterday, but was delayed by what happened later. The master didn't know his experience, so it's no wonder that he was a little annoyed.

"Master, I'm sorry, I didn't bring back the silk grass yesterday. Actually, I..." Huan Yin was about to tell Duan Yun about what happened yesterday, but Duan Yun interrupted him: "What's sorry? Weren't you in the pavilion with me yesterday to forge swords? When did I ask you to get the silk grass yesterday? You kid, are you still asleep?" Huan Yin was a little overwhelmed after hearing Duan Yun's words. If the master hadn't asked him to find the silk grass, those things wouldn't have happened later, and he wouldn't have been so exhausted. Why did the master sound as if nothing had happened? The voice of the Infinite Venerable and the contents of the Infinite Soul Sutra were still deeply imprinted in his mind. Could this be false? However, the master's expression was obviously not a joke, and according to the master's temperament, when had he ever joked? Was everything he experienced yesterday just a dream? Huan Yin didn't say anything else. He changed into a Taoist robe and took the same tools as yesterday and went down the mountain. The more Huan Yin thought about it, the more he felt it was strange. He wanted to repeat what happened yesterday to see if it would be exactly the same, so he walked down the mountain along the same route as yesterday.

"Hey, isn't this the inner disciple of Jiange? He must be the waste who has not cultivated for more than half a year."

"Waste still needs waste to support. Who told him to find a good master? Although he is also a waste, he has a high status."

They originally thought that Huan Yin would argue with them, or at least show anger. But after hearing what they said, Huan Yin's face was full of surprise. The two thought that there was something strange on them. You looked at me, and I looked at you.

"How could this be, exactly the same as yesterday." Huan Yin thought.

"So, Chen Chuan must be by the cold pond at the bottom of the mountain!" Huan Yin thought with certainty.

He trotted all the way down the mountain, following the route he remembered to the cold pond.

"Bitch, it is your blessing to let you serve me in eight lifetimes. Don't be shameless." Chen Chuan's voice came from afar, exactly the same as yesterday.

Huan Yin approached and saw that Chen Chuan and the other two were still bullying the female disciple named Wang Yan, which was almost the same as what he saw yesterday. However, there should have been a cold pond here yesterday, but there was nothing next to the four people today, just an ordinary forest.

Huan Yin was a little overwhelmed by what happened in the past two days. He clearly heard the voice of the Wuliang Venerable in the pond and learned the "Wuliang Po Jing", but today it seems that the pond does not exist at all. So what did he hear and what did he learn? Are they all fake?

In the end, Huan Yin shook his head. The master was still waiting for him to find the silk grass, so he put aside the things he couldn't figure out.

He was about to leave when he suddenly remembered Chen Chuan's cruelty to him yesterday. So he quietly placed a lot of ground fire mines under his feet, then connected a very long fuse, lit it and walked away.

This ground fire mine is a kind of high explosive used by mortals to open mountains. It is named because of its great power and thunderous sound. Since Duan Yun's cultivation disappeared, his mortal power was not enough to decompose some immortal materials, so he prepared some small earth and fire mines to split materials on weekdays. Huan Yin followed Duan Yun to learn sword-making, and naturally learned this skill. He assisted his master in sword-making every day, and it was common to split materials, so he always had some of these things in his pocket.

According to Huan Yin's calculation, the earth and fire mine he put down would explode in a moment. At that time, Chen Chuan was probably doing something shameful, and he didn't know how he would react to a sudden loud noise. Thinking of this, Huan Yin's depressed mood today seemed to be better.

After doing this, he quietly walked away to look for silk grass.

After walking not far, Huan Yin found a few sparse silk grass on a mound. Although there were not many, it was more than enough for the master to refine a sword. Huan Yin picked up a hoe, dug out the roots of these silk grasses one by one, and put them into bags. After doing this, he straightened up.

"It's almost time." He thought silently, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Sure enough, after a while, a loud noise came from behind Huan Yin. If you listen carefully enough, you can vaguely hear someone's screams mixed in, from far to near.

Huan Yin secretly sneered a few times, then suppressed it and returned to Jiange as if nothing was wrong.

In the afternoon, Huan Yin helped the master forge swords by the stove, carefully learning every detail and movement of the master.

"Hello, Uncle Duan, hello, Junior Brother Huan." Wen Yu's voice was still as low as ever, with a hint of gloom.

"Master Nephew Wen is here." Duan Yun turned around and smiled kindly at Wen Yu.

"Did you hear the loud noise down the mountain this morning?" Wen Yu said.

"Oh, I heard that the sect's guard disciples went to investigate. What happened?" Duan Yun asked.

"At that time, a guard disciple happened to be passing by. He heard the sound and immediately went to investigate. I heard that a deep pit suddenly appeared there, and it was surrounded by a mess. I couldn't tell what caused it. And... and..." Wen Yu said At this point, a rare smile appeared on his face.

"And what?" Duan Yun asked.

"The guard disciple met Chen Chuan next to the pit. He, he was naked, and he was having sex with a female disciple..." Wen Yu laughed out loud when he said this. It seems that even with his character , I can’t stand hearing such ridiculous things.

"Shameless, Uncle Taiyin's good disciple... Hey, Yin'er, where are you going?"

When Huan Yin heard Wen Yu's words, he couldn't help it. He didn't expect that Chen Chuan would be caught doing that kind of thing. He didn't know if he would become the biggest topic in the sect tomorrow.

At night, Huan Yin was alone in the house, and he thought about what happened under the cold pool last night. It was all too real to be a dream.

Master Wuliang said that he finally saw the door to the true way, but stopped in front of the door without realizing the great way. I don’t know what kind of path Master Wuliang wants to attain. He left behind the "Infinite Sutra" in the hope that the destined people would learn it and enlighten him. Could it be that he is the destined person?

Huan Yin did not see the complete "Infinite Sutra" under the cold pool yesterday. He only saw the first volume - "Infinite Soul Sutra". I don’t know how many volumes there are in the "Infinite Sutra" and what they are.

The content of the "Infinite Soul Sutra" has long been deeply imprinted in Huan Yin's mind, and he can't get rid of it. He decided to try to understand these scriptures, whether they came from a dream or not.

Huan Yin has always had a high level of understanding. Although the meaning of the scripture is unfamiliar, it is not something he cannot understand. In his opinion, the "Infinite Soul Sutra" is not a method of cultivation, and it does not have the key to the technique. The content mentioned above is the Venerable Infinite Soul's understanding of soul cultivation and his insights in the early stages of cultivation. Huan Yin has been practicing "Qi Condensation Jue" and has a deep understanding of the practice of Qi Condensation. He always feels that it is not that he cannot condense Qi, but that there is something missing. Huan Yin seemed to have found the answer he wanted in the scriptures. Not only that, there were many things in the scriptures that he had not thought of.

Gradually, Huan Yin unconsciously began to practice the method of condensing Qi again according to the understanding in the scriptures.

From the very beginning, Huan Yin experienced a completely different feeling. There was a feeling of emptiness all over his body, as if his body had become an empty container, summoning something. The next moment, the moonlight outside the window spread to the earth. I don't know if it was an illusion, but a trace of white air was pulled out of the moonlight and flowed into his body along the window.

After the white air flows into the body, it circulates around in Huan Yin's body. Every time it goes around, there is less, but the amount is very slow. It takes several rounds to be completely absorbed. It seems that it is absorbed by his own body. This white energy is extremely difficult.

According to the "Infinite Soul Sutra", this white energy is spiritual energy, and the reason why Huan Yin has such difficulty in absorbing the white energy is because he has no qualifications. If it had been Wuyou, I'm afraid the white air wouldn't be able to go around for a while before disappearing.

As the spiritual energy entered his body, Huan Yin felt that he was being continuously filled. Although the speed was very slow, he was very satisfied.

Huan Yin is calm!

Having fun alone is not as good as having fun together. Today is the Lantern Festival, let’s continue walking! Happy Lantern Festival to everyone!