nownovels Chapter 232 Human life is hard to come by, where is the restless mind?
Chapter 232 Human life is hard to come by, where is the restless mind?
The man and the tiger stared at the cave for a moment. After the Qi that had gathered from all directions had completely stabilized, Lü Qian leaped up and his figure disappeared at the cave entrance.
Since we went south to Tongtian Valley, it's time for this ordeal to come to an end.
The dream of wealth and glory will eventually end, but the journey ahead is not yet over.
"roar!"
The white tiger, which was already very curious, saw Lü Qian jump down, scratched the gravel next to the cave with its claws, rolled up the yellow banner on its body, and followed Lü Qian down.
"Clatter!"
In a short while, the white tiger did not experience the drop it had imagined; it simply felt itself landing on the ground in the blink of an eye.
It stomped its feet on the ground in confusion, staring at Lü Qian in the darkness with its pair of questioning golden eyes.
"roar?"
In the dark cave, crimson gold mixed with dazzling white flames slowly rose, and the blazing light gradually illuminated everything around them.
Looking up from below, it's only about two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) from the cave entrance where you jumped down. On the mountain wall at the bottom of the cave, there is a deep and long passageway.
The passageway is not very wide, probably only wide enough for three or four people to walk side by side.
The gentle, subtle Qi flowed down from the cave within the Lingtai Stone Chamber to this point, then surged towards the passageway.
The Samadhi Fire gradually enveloped Lü Qian's body, the flames flowing like water and smoke, creating dazzling patterns on his robes and hair.
The primordial spirit that had been sitting cross-legged in the Niwan Palace now radiated an immortal golden light, its brilliance shining outwards like a golden ornament on the forehead of a deity.
At this moment, Lü Qian seemed like an immortal walking in flames, and a serene and ethereal atmosphere gradually arose.
As he walked forward, his already beaming smile grew even brighter.
"How interesting, I didn't expect this place to have guiding effects."
The white tiger was somewhat puzzled, then moved its four limbs to follow Lü Qian's footsteps. After taking two steps, it seemed to have sensed something and roared excitedly at Lü Qian.
As Lü Qian took another step forward, the Samadhi True Fire surrounding him became even more dazzling and luminous. The golden light that had been steadily residing between his eyebrows emitted a ray of light, which slowly moved down along the glabella and nostrils on his face.
This pale golden light seemed to be crossing a bridge.
This wasn't Lü Qian using his internal energy; it was the natural guidance of Tongtian Valley.
In the original novel, the exposed spine-like mountain walls of Tongtian Valley are engraved with intricate patterns. These patterns can gather and guide the Qi in ordinary people's bodies.
Through the eyes of ordinary people, those patterns are presented to the "heart" and "spirit" through vision; scientifically speaking, this is called psychological suggestion.
Now, as Lü Qian descends from the Lingtai stone chamber and walks along the Shangque Bridge towards the Ren meridian, the Qi flowing in his body reacts accordingly, as if it is teaching Lü Qian how to practice the technique.
Lu Qian looked at the white tiger that had walked to his side and patted its forehead with his hand, which was wreathed in Samadhi True Fire.
"Don't make a fuss, just feel it carefully."
"This opportunity is of little use to someone like me whose innate constitution and energy are already fixed, but for ordinary people and you spirits, it is a divine opportunity."
Baihu nodded as if he understood, and continued to follow Lü Qian's steps forward.
As they ventured deeper into the distance, the white tiger's golden eyes grew increasingly bright and piercing, a spiritual light emanating from them, yet it seemed to have forgotten how to walk.
It toddled along on all fours, like a baby learning to walk.
"roar!"
After crawling a few steps, the white tiger, supporting itself on its hind legs, tucked in its forelegs and suddenly jumped up, as if a baby were trying to walk.
Unlike those few immortals in Northeast China whose souls were scattered and fragmented, the White Tiger had now truly embarked on the path to the Golden Core, just like the old black lady from Northeast China back then, who had officially begun cultivating her life essence.
But this very step has blocked the vast majority of living beings, except for humans.
Why do the cultivation methods of mountain spirits and monsters in novels, stories, or ancient legends gradually resemble human physical characteristics?
Because human life is precious!
The essence of spiritual practice is to emulate the natural world, to seek the unconventional within the natural order, and to attain that glimpse of the path to heaven.
The human body is a microcosm of the universe, and the universe is a macrocosm of the human body.
The human body is born as a small world with unlimited potential.
In other words, the human race seems to be born with a blessed destiny, favored and cherished by heaven and earth.
"I am very lucky to have been born as a human being."
As Lü Qian sensed the transformation of the white tiger beside him, reflecting on his own experience, his understanding of the wonders of the human body deepened.
He led the white tiger through the passageway. In the darkness, the light of the Samadhi True Fire shone brightly, but it could only illuminate about three zhang ahead.
The man and the tiger walked forward together. The white tiger, which had been trying to walk upright, was now walking steadily.
Those sharp tiger eyes were now full of life, and they even blinked from time to time, looking at Lü Qian with a hint of guilt.
"You beast, you actually used my soul banner as a bellyband?"
Lu Qian glanced sideways at the yellow banner that it was holding in front of him, and said somewhat irritably, "Tiger-striped yellow leather bib, you certainly have good taste."
The yellow banner that was originally carried on the white tiger's back has now become its bellyband. The banner, interwoven with Taoist patterns, covers its belly perfectly, completely concealing its exposed private parts.
"Never mind, the things in the soul banner aren't anything good anyway."
Lu Qian felt the Qi flowing through his body to his heart. "We've arrived at the [heart]."
As soon as he finished speaking, the two entered a dark space along the passageway, and Lu Qian's Samadhi True Fire suddenly erupted at that moment.
A dazzling flame rose from Lü Qian's body, as if a fiery steed had leaped out of his robes.
"Is this what the will-o'-the-horse is?"
In Journey to the West, the four characters—master and disciples—each have their own symbolic meaning, but the pilgrimage team consists of more than just the four of them.
There is another important character – the White Dragon Horse!
Among the four disciples, [Sanzang] is the primordial spirit, which usually hides within a person's consciousness.
The primordial spirit is swept along and driven by consciousness, much like Tang Sanzang riding a white dragon horse.
Therefore, the White Dragon Horse naturally carries the consciousness of the [Primordial Spirit], and is also called the [Intentional Horse].
"clatter!"
The fiery steed lightly tapped its hooves, the crisp sound accompanied by a sudden burst of bright light, dispelling the silence and darkness of the entire space.
"Thump, thump, thump..."
The guided Qi entered Lü Qian's heart, and a soft, rhythmic sound gradually arose, with the sound of his heartbeat rippling from his chest.
The sound grew clearer and clearer, gradually shifting from Lü Qian to the entire space.
It was as if life was being passed on, and the entire space came alive from its previous deathly silence.
This is another stone chamber. There are no furnishings in the center of the chamber, only a tree made of stone.
This stone tree is not tall or lush; it looks more like a sapling that has just grown. The trunk is about the size of a hand, and several slender branches extend from the trunk, with a few leaves hanging on them.
The fiery steed that leaped from Lü Qian's body galloped toward the sapling. The two collided in an instant, their distance almost negligible.
Without any earth-shattering sound or dramatic change, the fiery steed and the sapling merged into one, and cracks of flame appeared on the sapling's stone-like surface.
"The mind, like a wild horse, sees the restless heart; but where is the restless heart?"
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First, I want to apologize to everyone, and then I'll explain what happened.
A few days ago, the author experienced something magical, which put him in a bad mood. Also, the competition was approaching, which is why he procrastinated for a few days.
Don't worry, after the competition tomorrow, the author will update a lot of chapters for a day to make up for it!