Spiritual Qi Recovery: I Am Back As A Fairy

Chapter 55 Enter Yellow Springs, Not Samsara

The melodious sound of the flute is like a fairy sound from the sky, making the creatures on Guanyun Mountain intoxicated. The clouds in the mountains, the wind in the forest, and the swaying branches all seem to stop at this moment.

At the end of the song, the sun had risen completely, Su Ze put away his flute and turned to go down the mountain.

On the way, I met the couple who had quarreled before again. They snuggled together, as if they had just cried, their eyes were red, and they were immersed in the sound of the flute just now.

"Brother, did you play that piece just now?" The young man couldn't help asking.

"yes."

"Can you tell us what the song is called?"

Su Ze kept walking, slowly descending the mountain, and in an instant his figure disappeared into the mist in the mountains.

The couple rubbed their eyes vigorously, their eyes widened, wondering if they were dazzled just now, but they still couldn't see the figure clearly.

After a while, Su Ze's distant voice sounded from all directions on the mountain.

"This song is called Ding Feng Bo."

The young man immediately took out his mobile phone and searched online, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find the song that was just like fairy music. Even if there was, it just happened to have the same name, and it was not at all the Artistic Conception that he just listened to.

The beautiful woman snuggled into her arms and said foolishly, "Brother Jun, we won't meet a fairy, right?"

The young man frowned, thinking about the recent weird incidents and rumors on the Internet, the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible.

...Su Ze walked down Guanyun Mountain and found that the weather had changed suddenly. When he went out in the morning, there was no wind or rain, but at this time, a strong wind blew up inexplicably, and a lot of yellow sand was rolled up.

"Su Ze, you came back just in time, please help us collect the clothes." The dean led people to collect the clothes in a hurry in the yard, "The weather is so weird, the clothes we just dried were all blown dirty .”

Su Ze raised his head and glanced to the northwest. The wind and sand came from Shuozhou, which is also the place where he found the evil spirit when he watched the morning sun this morning.

"OK."

Su Ze nodded and walked into the yard.

The next moment, the strange wind that was raging in the yard stopped abruptly.

"Hey, why isn't it blowing again? What a strange wind."

The dean complained endlessly and began to complain about the weather.

[Citizens please pay attention, Shuozhou has encountered a strong sandstorm that is rare in a Hundred Year. It is expected that in the next ten days, Qingzhou will have a strong wind of level 6 accompanied by blowing sand. It is necessary to stay out of the house and out of the city unless necessary. All units and departments must do Good windproof and sandproof work]

There were also relevant reports on the TV news.

"Bah, what a bad day, my face is scratched."

The old man Xia was travel-stained, broke into the yard with a face full of dust, swearing while slapping the sand on his body with his head down, coughed several times inadvertently, and there was black blood in it.

The dean saw it and asked concerned: "Old Xia, are you sick?"

The old man Xia smiled indifferently: "It's okay, the old problem happened, and it just happened again when it was blown by the wind and sand."

"Hey, it's very strange. The ground outside is almost covered with a layer of sand. Why don't you have any wind and sand here?"

Old man Xia changed the subject and said in surprise.

There are no high-rise buildings around this small courtyard, just a wall of less than three meters, it shouldn't be.

"It should be that the wind and sand don't like my yard."

Su Ze helped the dean collect the clothes, sat on the stone table, took a sip of porridge, and said neither salty nor bland.

Last time such a big thing happened, the old man didn't panic, he still came to visit every day, and often had meals and tea. If it wasn't for Yinmo's grandfather, Su Ze would have kicked him out of the house a long time ago. up.

"It seems that I came just in time, are you drinking porridge?"

Old man Xia smiled, not at all embarrassed. Seeing that Su Ze was drinking porridge, he didn't see anyone at all. He wanted to eat together when he sat down.

Su Ze said: "Sorry, no bowls and chopsticks, no hospitality."

"It's okay, I brought my own bowls and chopsticks."

As he said that, Old Man Xia really took out the bowls and chopsticks from behind, and after a closer look, he found that the whole body was still made of jade, which was very valuable.

"..."

Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to this old man.

Seeing Su Ze drinking porridge quietly, Old Man Xia found something to say: "Su Ze, I am sure you are not wrong, you are different from others, if other cultivators have your power, how can they sit here quietly?" Drinking porridge, you have left the mortal world long ago, and entered the clouds to overlook all things."

He has seen many cultivators, not to mention those with power, even those who are lucky enough to enter the path of cultivation in modern times, their minds will quietly change, and they will gradually stay away from vulgar things.

That's right, the grain of the world is vulgar, the air is also vulgar, and ordinary people are even more vulgar. In the eyes of practitioners, there is a difference between ordinary people and practice, and this gap will never be bridged.

If there is no blood relationship, practitioners will rarely be willing to contact ordinary people.

Take my granddaughter Xia Yinmo as an example. Since she stepped into the practice, although she didn't say it, I can clearly feel that she has a sense of distance from me, and she is gradually estranged.

"What are you talking about?" Su Ze looked at him strangely, "That's because I have achieved everything that a cultivator in the world pursues. After staying for a long time, everything will naturally come into view, and there is no need to deliberate. Repair again."

Old Man Xia: "..."

Can't this kid speak human words?

Su Ze was not born to stand at the peak of immortality, and he also experienced pain, confusion, and struggle in the process of seeking immortality, otherwise there would be no Su Jingxin, nor Su Duanyuan.

The heart is the master of the body, the commander of all gods, quietness leads to wisdom, and movement leads to faintness.

Only when you don't hold on to anything, you enter nothingness, and your heart is the Indistinguishable Dao, can you concentrate on the Dao.

This is the third state of sitting and forgetting the Dao - rest assured!

It was after reaching this Realm that Su Ze killed Hearts Demon under the scourge of God, dispelled his Killing intent and karma, escaped from Su Duanyuan, and changed his name to Su Dingxin again.

"In any case, thank you very much for the Yinmo matter."

Suddenly, Old Man Xia stopped drinking porridge, stood up, and bowed deeply to Su Ze with a serious face.

After returning home, after the Xia family knew that Xia Yinmo had a relationship with Su Ze, the head of the family didn't dare to say anything. Even he, a poor old man who was a concubine, was also honored. After death, he was eligible to enter the Xia family's ancestral hall. worship.

This was something that was unthinkable before.

Yesterday, the master's family also called, respectfully discussing with themselves the matter of retiring from the Li family, intending to train Yinmo as the real heir.

Everyone is guessing why the owner's attitude has changed drastically. Only I know that it is because of this young man named Su Ze in front of me.

He obviously didn't express any attitude, and the people in the main family rushed to break away from the Li family.

As for the Li family, it has plummeted, so don't mention it!

Su Ze was unmoved, and was still drinking porridge, "Don't thank me, that's my favor."

"Please take care of Yinmo more in the future, she has had a hard time these years."

"Why, where did your old roguish appearance go, and changed today?"

There was a bit of bitterness in the corner of Old Man Xia's mouth, and he laughed at himself: "Because I won't live long, and within three months, I will go to Yellow Springs underground to meet Yinmo's parents."

The reason why he is still alive now depends on the Medicine Pill. In fact, he has reached the point of exhaustion, and the gods are hard to save. He was injured by a cultivator in his early years, and he lived for more than ten years, which is very lucky.

"I can see that your life is short-lived, and you are lucky to live to this age." Su Ze nodded in agreement.

Old Man Xia: "..."

"You can't go to Yellow Springs, though."

The old man Xia was full of astonishment: "Why?"

Su Ze raised his hand and blocked the increasingly violent wind and sand outside the yard again, and said lightly: "Because I have been to Yellow Springs, there is no Samsara in this world, and death is like a lamp going out."

Old man Xia didn't believe it: "No, Spiritual Qi has been revived, people can practice in modern times, and there are reincarnations, why is there no Samsara?"

"Do not believe?"

Su Ze put down the porridge bowl, and looked annoyedly at the outside, which was devastated by the wind and sand, "I just happened to have something to go, so I'll show you by the way."

Not for anything else, just for the innocent creatures swallowed by the eight hundred miles of desert.

Desolate Hundred Year, it's time to look a little more alive.

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