Chapter 47 Induction
At this time, footsteps sounded on the steps, and then the door opened. The cold light outside seemed to be tied into a line by an invisible big hand, and fell on Han Fu who strode in.
This young man wears a golden crown with a silk ribbon hanging from it and a pearl on it. The brilliant light shines on his face, making him full of energy and energy.
Even though it was in the middle of the night, the moon was small, the sky was cold, and the weather was cold and deserted, but with the young man's cheerful pace like a deer in the forest, the whole temple seemed to be more energetic, and the wildfire was shining everywhere.
Zhou Chen was used to this. He raised his head, looked at the young man in the hall, and asked, "What have you gained from wandering around Jingchen Mountain recently?"
"Looking at the scenery of Jingchen Mountain, I made a few friends." Han Fu felt a stream of true energy rising from his feet, lifting him up like a lotus leaf. He jumped up and sat down on the green leaves. As he spoke, his brows were full of expressions, and he said: "The children of all ethnic groups in this Jingchen Dharma Assembly are not bad. After entering the sect, if you work hard and polish yourself, you will definitely make a difference."
Speaking of this, Han Fu paused, looked up at Zhou Chen opposite, and said: "Uncle Chen, one of the friends I made is named Zhou Luoyun. I think he has outstanding qualifications, is calm and sophisticated, and Born in the Zhou family of Hengnan, he also likes our Zhenyi sect. Do you want to take him under his sect?"
"Zhou Luoyun"
Zhou Chen pointed at the hanging in the palace. Zhong, the bronze color of Zhong's body is colorful, and the figure of Zhou Luoyun emerges. He is on the mountain, with his big sleeves fluttering and his posture extraordinary. Looking at his performance, although he is a little immature, he is indeed a rare gem.
I am the son of an old friend. He seems to be lively and lively. He can be calm like an old friend. He has been quiet for many years, but he has always had a keen eye for people.
"However,"
Zhou Chen waved his hand, the hanging bell rang softly, and Zhou Luoyun's figure dispersed. On the bell, one frame after another appeared, and another young man appeared again, He lost three points of heroism and gained two points of handsomeness. His eyes were as calm as abyss.
"Zhou Luoyun is good." Zhou Chen commented, but then changed his tone and said: "But we only plan to include one person in the Jingchen Dharma Assembly."
Han Fu Sitting on the lotus leaf, when he heard these words, he raised his upper body, with a disappointed face, and said: "Only one person, no more?"
"Only one."
Zhou Chen took the jade Ruyi, and auspicious energy rose from the handle, like smoke and clouds, blurring his expression.
After all, this area is not the sphere of influence of the Zhenyi Sect. Being able to participate in the Jingchen Dharma Assembly and recruit disciples has been the tireless efforts of the sect over the years.
If we open the mountain gate widely and recruit more disciples, I am afraid that it will attract the vigilance and collective resistance of Doumu Palace, Taibai Sword Sect and other upper Xuanmen, as well as some middle Xuanmen, and the gain will not be worth the loss.
For example, in the past when the Shinichi Sect was in its heyday, the Shinichi Sect was not afraid to go a little bit out of line and come into contact with the traditional power of this area. It's just that the disaster that year had seriously damaged the vitality of the Zhenyi Sect. Now the focus is on recuperation and not starting the war lightly.
Han Fu didn't know the details, but he was really optimistic about Zhou Luoyun. Now that he heard what Zhou Chen said, he knew that there was only one spot in the sect and he would not give it to Zhou Luoyun. He felt unhappy. It felt so good, so he pointed at the handsome boy reflected in the bell hanging in the hall and said, "Uncle Chen is really settled? Is he much better than Zhou Luoyun?"
"Zhou Qing."
Zhou Chen didn't speak for the time being. He waved the jade in his hand and shot out a burst of zhenqi. All the pictures dispersed, leaving only the largest one hanging in the center.
Looking from a distance, under the jade-white stone pillars, with hanging necklaces, Zhou Qing sat motionless, with the moonlight shining on his body, making it all white. It can be seen that Zhou Qing's skin, which cannot be covered by the robe, is like the highest quality jade, and the smoke is rising, seemingly there or not.
Han Fu looked at it for a while and blinked. He had no other thoughts, only one feeling, that was perfect, flawless. Every inch of skin, every muscle and bone, and everything else, as far as the eye can see, the entire body is simply perfect, without any disharmony.
Han Fu took a deep breath. Compared with the beginning of the Jingchen Dharma Assembly, Zhou Qing at Luan Yun Peak had undergone subtle changes before his eyes. This allowed the young man who had already laid a solid foundation to make further progress and actually become closer to perfection?
"What is the effect of the book of wonderful deeds in the hearts of all?"
Before coming, Han Fu had already learned about the Jingchen Dharma Assembly. He knew that the literary struggle behind the "Dharma" path was not just for those who participated in the Dharma. The competition among the disciples of various ethnic groups in the association is also an opportunity for Wen Dou's disciples to discover their own shortcomings in cultivation.
It must be said that the Book of Common Hearts and Wonderful Actions is a real rare treasure, which can be used to "prescribe the right medicine" to the children of all ethnic groups who use it to engage in literary struggle, and to formulate targeted questions. I am afraid that even high-level monks cannot achieve such a function.
As a qi-refining monk, Han Fu understood the importance of discovering cultivation problems when entering the Taoist realm and further polishing the foundation. He said bitterly: "If we were a real sect, we would also have such a book of wonderful deeds. That’s fine too.”
"Haha."
Zhou Chen laughed. It seemed that this kid also knew that this was impossible.
First, the Book of Wonderful Practices of Many Hearts is a real rare treasure, rarely seen in the world. The Jingchen Dharma Conference can continue to expand its influence, and it "makes great contributions".
Secondly, using the Book of Wonderful Actions in every session is not a simple matter, and requires the consumption of astonishing resources of heaven and earth. Funding is generally raised by the sects and aristocratic families participating in the Dharma assembly. Even so, it is still a considerable expense.
Thirdly, the higher the level of a monk, the more established the foundation is and the harder it is to change.
The disciples of all ethnic groups participating in the Jingchen Dharma Conference are all in the Taoist realm. Once they discover mistakes in their cultivation, they can correct them immediately. But when it comes to the level of Qi refining, even if a monk discovers some mistakes, they are still mistakes and difficult to correct. As for the higher and deeper realms in the future, it will be even more difficult to change.
Han Fu heard the laughter and knew it was impossible. He continued to stare at the picture rising from the center of the bell. After watching it for a while, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but get up from the lotus leaf and point. Looking at the young man above the moon and under the moon.
I don’t know when, the moonlight around the young man in the picture seemed to be three points brighter, making his skin look whiter and jade-like. With each breath, there seemed to be a gentle whistling sound, coming and going. Look around.
Zhou Chen first glanced at Han Fu who was standing on the lotus leaf staring at the picture. He followed his gaze and saw Zhou Qing's vision in the picture. The light in his pupils shrank. Said: "Zhou Qing is going to try sensing."
Luanyun Peak, on the mountain road.
Zhou Qing was sitting under the stone pillar, and his inner energy was like water bursting through a dike, unstoppable. Wherever he went, he stirred up the nine immortal bones in his body, drawing the power from them and integrating them into his inner energy.
He practiced one of the secret arts of Biyou Palace, "Yuanhuang Dragon Transformation Picture". The depth of the foundation he laid and the purity of his inner energy were few among his peers. Now, with the power of the nine immortal bones, the inner energy can reach another level.
And when he mastered the method of induction, his six senses suddenly became silent, and everything disappeared, leaving only the inner energy in his body that turned into a dragon with long legs. His body breathed in cloud energy and let out dragon roars.
(End of this chapter)