Chapter 354 Monk
When Li Qi left Zhu Fengdan Cave Mansion, he was still confused.
Although things are exactly as Zhu Fengdan said...
If he dismisses these things as nonsense, then these words will have no impact on him.
However, if he thinks carefully and ponders carefully, these words will become his talisman.
Really going to die.
When he wants to put one of his ideas into practice, he is gambling with his life. Although the level of danger is not as high as the many paths he is currently involved in, it is still very risky.
This is not a cultivation blessing book
Zhushu is the kind of practice that is peaceful, safe, and has no bottlenecks.
The reason is also very simple. All the dangers, obstacles, and stones blocking the road have been removed by predecessors and smoothed out. There is a smooth road to the sky, and it is done.
The difficulty of cultivating Zhushu is simply ridiculously low.
Of course, this is just a comparison. Compared with those ordinary exercises, Zhu Shu is very simple to practice.
But promotion is still not that simple. Although the pits have been filled in for you and the forks in the road have been marked, you still have to take the road you should take, without missing a step.
If you don't have the ability to go on, you can't blame the technique.
But now Li Qi took the initiative to escape from the smooth road arranged for him by Zhu Shu and ran to the rugged path to find death.
But there is nothing we can do.
If he doesn't take the small road, the devil will really make him pay the price.
If you leave, you are desperate; if you don't, you will die.
well.
However, Li Qihaoxuan regained some sense and did not continue to be obsessed with these 'insignificant' things.
As Zhu Fengdan said, he actually still has some time.
Apart from anything else, the Witch God also said that it would not be easy for the demon to take action against Li Qi.
He transformed into the world of freedom, which is the world of desire, and was suppressed by another world.
The original words of the Witch God are: "Buddhism covers the world with the colorless realm, and suppresses the desire realm with the method of tranquility."
The Colorless Realm Heaven should correspond to the other forms of the Free Heaven, that kind of special existence belonging to the first grade, right?
The Colorless Realm Heaven suppressed his transformation into the Self-Heaven, just like the Buddha banished the Heavenly Demon to the outside world in the past. The Heavenly Demon did not come as he imagined.
Every time the demon takes action, he must pay a heavy price. Where Li Qi cannot see, the demon is not doing well.
Of course, this is not good, it is for the first grade, and it is definitely not comparable to Li Qi.
However, even the Witch God mentioned the "heavy" price, which must be very heavy.
Therefore, Li Qi felt that since the Demon had made two attacks in a short period of time, he would probably stop for a while. At least within a few years, nothing would happen to him.
Thinking this, he suddenly felt someone pulling him.
Looking back, he had unknowingly walked out of his teacher's cave and walked for a long time in the wilderness of Wushen Mountain.
Lao Ma had been following him, and seemed to feel that something was not right with him, so he took the initiative to bite his sleeve and pulled him back.
This also allowed Li Qi to temporarily withdraw from the whirlpool of thinking.
At the same time, he suddenly woke up.
My own cultivation began to become a little disordered, and there were some fluctuations in the small world of my body.
If your mind is confused, you will not be able to control your cultivation.
Fortunately, it is still within control and can be repaired.
The collapse of the Taoist heart and self-destruction is not a legend or a joke, it is something that often happens in this world.
Practitioners can exert powerful power by relying on their own cultivation.
And they can control this power by relying on 'Tao' and 'Heart'.
Tao is the foundation, and cultivation is a chaotic force. Only by relying on Tao, and the techniques and techniques derived from Tao, can cultivation be transformed from a bunch of rabble into an orderly army.
To describe it, it would probably be...
Cultivation is like a bunch of refugees, a complex and accumulated Qi. These Qi are very scattered, full of contradictions and frictions. It is very difficult to control them. If you are not careful, they will backfire and make you explode.
The technique can filter out the qi you need, such as absorbing only water qi, or refining it into inner qi.
Then, the required Qi is screened, collected, and then used to train them into a highly refined soldier.
Such a well-refined soldier can execute 'tactics', that is, spells, according to his heart, and exert greater power.
And most importantly, the heart is the commander.
Only a firm, powerful mind that can control Tao, Dharma, and art can control these soldiers and refugees and let them be used for their own purposes without backlash.
Li Qi's Taoist mind was in chaos, so his cultivation would naturally become unorganized, and there was a tendency for chaos to break out in his body.
Fortunately, Lao Ma woke him up in time so that he didn't suffer too much loss...
Li Qi touched the horse's head, shook his head and sighed: "Thank you, brother, forget it, let's not think about that for the time being. Let's stabilize our Taoist heart first."
Just after he said this, Li Qi suddenly froze.
Wait...heart? Does that heart have anything to do with the spiritual entity mentioned before?
Between the Taoist heart and that ethereal spiritual entity, perhaps...
He just thought this, then suddenly turned his head and slapped himself.
The blow was so hard that his neck cracked, his cervical vertebrae were twisted, and half of his face was smashed.
It's not red or swollen, it's just open and raw.
The old horse took two steps back, his face full of fear.
Did Li Qi lose his heart and go crazy?
Li Qi, on the other hand, picked up a strand of vitality and slapped it on the wound.
The strong vitality quickly healed his wound and made the pain disappear.
After being stimulated like this, Li Qi finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It was just a thread, but don't think too much, there is plenty of time later.
Li Qi forced himself to suppress his deep thoughts, because he knew that if he continued, he would really explode.
"Old horse, you carry me, let's go to Liexue, you should be able to find it?" Li Qi rode on the old horse and said.
The old horse nodded and roared, indicating that he knew.
Liexue is an important transportation point in Wushen Mountain, and its function is similar to the Golden Terrace of the Tang Dynasty.
Liexue is astronomy, and grass is geography. In winter, the grass and trees wither, but the stars in the sky are still there, so it is said that 'only half of the sky is visible'. If you see the central hub, the four seasons of welcoming air are all in the suburbs.
The so-called constellations refer to many world groups.
It must be said that the names of these roads are very sophisticated, they are cultural people.
Li Qi is going to take a bus to Liesu and then return to Tang.
He plans to temporarily put aside the disputes in his mind, go to Tang to complete the puzzle of the demon dragon, and get the inspiration of the "boundary" that he has always coveted.
Then... take those students to travel to the Holy Flame Realm.
Shen Shuibi, Yang Ning, and a group of students, these people together, the affairs of the Holy Flame Realm should be settled.
Get rid of the Green Mountain God, and then "persuade" the Devouring Sky Demon Lord, and then go back to the Imperial College and do the remaining things wholeheartedly.
This is what Li Qi planned.
He and Lao Ma left Zhu Fengdan's barren mountain without vegetation.
It takes about ten days to get to Liesu, not long.
Counting these ten days, he has been away from Tang for more than a month, and there is still one month before the holiday.
So Li Qi had to rush back within a month to bring the students back and have enough reasons to fight for the cave in the classroom.
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It takes more than ten days to get to Lieshu.
This is the sixth day since Lao Ma set out.
As always, after Lao Ma was tired, Li Qi chose to find a beautiful place to land, and then rest for about an hour to recover his strength before setting off again.
Lao Ma adjusted his breath not far away, and absorbed the clouds in the sky to replenish his strength.
Li Qi found a pond, sat down around it, and started reading.
Cultivation is to practice every day.
Reading more books and newspapers is always good.
Just as he was reading, his ears moved and he looked down the mountain.
At the foot of the mountain, there is a very ordinary mountain village.
Mountain villages are considered the basic components of the human race in the jurisdiction of Wushen Mountain, so they are very common and not surprising.
However, at this moment, the mountain village seems to be attacked by monsters.
Generally speaking, Li Qi would not care about such things.
The village has its own difficulties, and the monster has its own reasons.
The husband has his own reasons, and the wife has her own reasons.
In the end, everyone is just trying to survive, and it is inappropriate for Li Qi to intervene.
It is like a wild documentary director who will never stop polar bears from killing seals. That is not right. Although it is a "kind act", it violates the laws of nature and will destroy the delicate balance, causing greater damage.
But this time, Li Qi frowned, because he saw that there was Buddha light in the battlefield.
Why is there Buddha light?
Buddhist monks?
Li Qi stood up and said to Lao Ma: "Lao Ma, you eat first, I'll go and see."
After speaking, he stood up and rushed towards the village at the foot of the mountain.
The speed of the seventh rank is very fast. The straight-line distance below the mountain is only a dozen miles. In just two breaths, Li Qi rushed to the top of the battlefield.
He did not show up, but maintained the state of "body blending with nature" of the witch, quietly looking down.
The battlefield below is quite chaotic, with about hundreds of people and dozens of monsters.
Most of those monsters are herbivores, such as deer, wild boars, goats, etc.
Looking at the human race, they are also dressed as farmers and hunters, most of them are native to the mountain village, and there are not many serious combat-type monks. Occasionally, there are only hunters.
The battle was fierce, magic flew everywhere, and blood and flesh splattered everywhere, but the casualties were always controlled in the double digits.
After all, there were only a few hundred people on both sides of the war, and the total number of people was less than a thousand. It was terrible that the casualties could reach 10%.
Li Qi took another look at the hillside that was the battlefield.
The mountain here is not big, covering an area of only a few dozen miles, and nearly half of it was planted with economic crops by those human mountain villages.
It seems that this is another fight caused by living space.
Probably, after both sides can no longer bear the casualties, they will sit down and talk again.
For such a fight, Li Qi has no intention of intervening. Who would he help if he intervened? Who is really wrong? Which side should be forced to make concessions? Also, give each of them fifty slaps, and then let them hold it back and wait until he leaves to beat them secretly?
None of them are suitable.
So just let it go, Li Qi just continued to look around, trying to find the location of the Buddha's light.
It didn't take him too much time, and soon he found the source of the Buddha's light.
It was a monk.
Of course, under normal circumstances, only monks can have Buddha's light.
Li Qi was not afraid of abnormal situations. Seeing that it was the monk who sent it, he was relieved for the time being.
The monk's cultivation... Li Qi looked at it and it seemed to be the eighth grade, the highest in the entire battlefield.
The battles between the mountain village and the monsters were basically between the ninth grade. Obviously, neither the monsters nor the mountain village took out their own eighth grade to fight.
If the eighth grade of their own family died, they would completely lose the qualification to stand in this place and would be wiped out by other things.
This is the cruel natural competition, the survival of the fittest.
In the Wushen Mountain area, the per capita grade and per capita combat power are so high. The main reason is of course because of the good spiritual source of heaven and earth cultivated by the powerful witches.
The second reason is the screening effect brought by this competition.
Look at the monk over there.
He was at the edge of the battlefield, not participating in the battle, and carefully hiding himself.
However, every time someone or a monster died, he would chant a Buddhist name, and then a subtle Buddhist light would flash to lead the soul of the dead.
Now, there are dozens of confused souls in his palm.
These souls are protected from the magic in the center of the battlefield and the sun in the sky, and the monk seems to be waiting for something.
Li Qi frowned.
This monk... won't want to save these souls?
It's not that Li Qi doesn't trust it, but the monks he has met so far are not good people, and Buddhism has left a bad impression on him.
Although in theory, Li Qi knows that Buddhism should guide people to be good, but the monk Chanzhi in Guangyang has left a deep impression on Li Qi.
Not to mention the Three Lives Ancient Mirror, and the White Horse Temple and Jiashemoteng seen in the book before, they are not good people. Basically, they have unclear connections with the magic path, which makes Li Qi have some prejudice against this Taoism.
But the monk he met now seems to be... doing good deeds?
Li Qi continued to watch for a while.
The monk was wearing a dark blue monk robe and looked very young, only sixteen or seventeen years old, a novice monk.
Then, he found that the monk seemed to be collecting the souls of the dead and preparing to pray for them.
But just as Li Qi was watching, the monk suddenly looked up and his eyes crossed with Li Qi.
Li Qi was stunned.
This eighth-rank monk saw him?
There was something.
The monk shuddered, and then immediately looked aside as if nothing had happened.
His acting was too poor, which was in line with the age of his body.
So, Li Qi floated down, crossed the battlefield, and stood in front of the monk.
Seeing that he could not hide it and was discovered, the young monk immediately put his hands together: "This witch elder, please... please let me pray for the dead souls before interrogating them, okay?"
This reaction amused Li Qi.
He was quite self-conscious.