Three spiritual lights

That is like a bunch of flowers, that is like thousands of rats coming to the clan.

That is like karma and cremation into a creature.

A golden black turtle roared suddenly, and combined it with Yi Yan. It was headed by a sword. The golden light rushed forward, breaking through the rat, and the sharp sword sang towards the rat demon in the deepest place.

In the eyes of others, Yi Yan suddenly shook his whole body, and his whole body seemed to disappear for a moment, and then he was still in place. The mouse demon paused on the ground at the moment Yi Yan disappeared, and a whirlpool burst point appeared in front of him one foot.

Everything stops in an instant.

The rat tide disappeared, and there were still fireworks floating in the void.

The only thing that changed was that Yi Yan used Jianyao to stop the rat demon, with golden light on his body, and the head of the golden black turtle soul on his head turned back and forth, and the void was circling like water.

The rat demon was still leaning forward, with his hands on his cane, and he looked at Yi Yan with his red eyes.

After a while, he suddenly said, "Young man, it is not easy to learn this kind of magic."

Yi Yan just stared at the rat demon for a while and turned around and left. The rat demon didn't stop him. He sat there quietly, watching Yi Yan take Miss Lin and the others away.

Yi Yan's Eye of Insight had already seen that the forbidden talisman on Zheng Bao had been solved, and he also understood that the rat demon should not share life and death with him.

After they left, a big gray-backed mouse suddenly emerged from the foot of the rat demon's chair. The big mouse rolled on the spot and turned into a half-human and half-rat monster.

It was still a rat, but its body was already upright and no longer lying on the ground.

He said with a mouthful of words: "Old ancestor, why did you let him go?"

The rat demon glanced at the baby-sized mouse and said, "Now is not the time."

The rat on the ground was confused, but he didn't dare to ask too much.

The rat demon sitting there said: "The old fox in Tianxianglou before was just secretly driving four monsters who had just come down the mountain to kill Yi Yan. With her ability, isn't it easy to kill Yi Yan? Why bother with such a big effort? She didn't do anything by herself, because she was afraid that Lin Shaomu would be the first to take the surgery after he came back."

"Although Lin Shaomu seems to be invincible, no one dares to face him alone now.

"Then, what are our ancestors doing today? "

"I'm also testing. The old fox drove the four monkeys to kill Yi Yan to test Lin Shaomu, see what he would do after he came back and what he could do. My purpose was to try my junior age."

"Is it the stinky Taoist priest who now protects the Governor's Mansion?"

"Hehe, he is not an ordinary Taoist priest. In the early years, he was also the number one figure in the world and had a strong limelight."

"Then I haven't heard of him now."

"Because he failed to pass the tribulation, he is just a red infancy now. He dares to come here, but he does not dare to take too much care of things outside the Governor's Office. It's not him who came today, but Yi Yan's coming, which means he has no intention of getting involved in the affairs of Shao Mu in Taishenlin."

After hearing this, the big mouse on the ground paced back and forth and murmured: "Then it's too cheap to let them go."

"Hehe, it won't take long, that Yi Yan will definitely die."

"Why?"

"Because he came here today."

The mouse demon, who was leaning on a cane, suddenly closed his eyes and sneered, saying, "Whether it is a human or a demon, fighting with others has a strong purpose. If it is unprofitable, no one can be avoided, for fear of being involved in causal and revenge. Then the people who were once in the limelight and fought with others everywhere to win are almost dead now, and those who practice silently are still alive. Practice is to restrain themselves and do everything that is not profitable. You must remember this."

This mouse demon who has practiced for nearly a hundred years is teaching his descendants.

Yi Yan had returned to the Governor's Office, and Zheng Bao had woken up. Yi Yan ignored Zheng Bao and Zheng Yi's thanks, and returned to the study.

In every act, one must have enlightenment, one feeling, and one gain.

This is practice.

Cultivation is not a magic, the increase of magic power, the cold victory when competing with others, the change of the body, the immortality, not the soul, but the sublimation, depravity, transparency, turbidity and existence from the inside and outside of the mind.

Practice is a change in the mind, moving in the direction you think is correct and should.

Therefore, there are five kinds of Tao fruits, such as demons, Buddhas, gods, immortals, and sages, in the world.

Yi Yan has read so many books these days, and one of them impressed him deeply: Practice is a process of continuous self-reflection. Maybe you will fall into a demon, maybe you will be sublimated into a Buddha, but most people are lost in this process and become a person who thinks they are walking on the road to pursuing the great way in their hearts. In fact, it is just a rotation of the force. You think you have taken a big step and experienced the beautiful scenery, but it is just because you have turned the direction.

As a practitioner, you must choose a path for yourself as soon as possible, a path you think is the best. You don’t need to listen to other opinions or ask about other feelings. What you need is self-eternal persistence.

Yi Yan didn't read a book, he paced back and forth in the study.

He understood that he had not chosen a path yet. This path was to seek the spirit. Although he had long believed in his heart that he would walk on the path of freedom and freedom, what happened in reality made him a little confused. He did not know whether it was right to kill others and deprive others of their lives for his own freedom. He decided to harden his heart, but found that he could not let go of his deep heart.

"Is this a fall into a demon, or break through the shackles and feathers into an immortal."

He did not really take the current dilemma to heart, because he believed that as long as he chose his own path and understood whether his actions were right or wrong, he would be able to make a choice about the current situation in Kunming City.

And the cause and effect wrapped around the soul can be cut off by yourself.

What is required to cut off cause and effect is strength and the heart that cuts cause and effect.

He only survived one catastrophe, and the rat demon had survived several catastrophes Yi Yan didn't know, nor could he see it. But he knew that he was not afraid of him, because he had a pair of demon eyes, which were the eight-tribulation demon eyes. These days, he read books and saw the notes written by Lin Zexu, which introduced these eyes.

This is a pair of eyes that brings together the essence of Mu Baichuan's body. It does not say how Lin Zexu defeated the ancestor of the Mu family.

But there is a saying to describe the power of these eyes: this eye is mysterious, and when viewed, it can capture the soul, and it can be supplemented with magic and magical powers. It is unpredictable. Those who obtain this eye should be careful of the demonization of the soul of this eye.

Although the eyes have been sealed now and can only half of the seal are revealed, Yi Yan has an intuition that the rat demon cannot resist it, not to mention that he himself combined the divine will of the emperor and the three methods of escape from the air and the soul. Even cultivators who have survived the three tribulations must be careful not to be stabbed to death by a sword.

Any behavior requires spiritual guidance.

Just as Yi Yan was walking in the study, a half-written note on the desk opened, and it was so natural that it was like an invisible person sitting there flipping open.

Yi Yan's eye of insight looked at it and saw nothing.

The brush on the table suddenly floated up and wrote in the blank space: "If you have any doubts in your heart, please ask me."

The handwriting is exactly the same as that of the Governor General. Yi Yan understood that the person who wrote this must be the Governor General. He didn't know what kind of magic this was.

There is no filth in the entire Governor's Mansion, and this study is the only one.

"Yi Yan pays homage to the master." Yi Yan said to the pen that was still standing in the void. After a slight pause, he said again: "Yi Yan is really confused, so please help me."

The pen did not move, Yi Yan continued, "Sir, I don't know where to go, and I don't know whether what I'm doing is right or wrong."

"What do you want?"

"The free and free immortal path."

"There are several kinds of immortal paths, including the Supreme Being Forgetful Immortality, the Immortality of the World, and the Immortality of the Quiet and Inaction. Which one do you want?"

Yi Yan was silent for a while and said, "I want to save Qingjing Wuwei."

"Then let go of everything that makes you unable to be quiet." The pen was spinning like a dragon and a snake on the paper.

Yi Yan shook his head and said, "I can't do it, there are still many things I need to do."

The quick writing said: "Man is not a thing that grows on a tree, nor is it a wind in the air. It is born in the world and rooted in the world. It is a yearning for many people to abandon the bondage of the world and fly to the far sky. But it is just a distant thought that can be stored in the deep heart. Whether it is to be a demon, transform into a god, become a Buddha, or attain enlightenment, one must first practice the human path, because we all grow in the world, and no one is born with the hearts of demons, gods, Buddhas, and immortals, all of which are just human hearts."

"What is the way of the world?" Yi Yan asked anxiously.

"The way of the human world is also called the way of sages on earth, benevolence, courtesy, righteousness, integrity, shame, filial piety, brotherhood, loyalty, faith, pity, love..., all are one of the ways of sages. Since they have grown up in the human world, these have already penetrated into the bone marrow, and if they violate the devil, they will become confused. If you want to practice the devil's way, you can abandon them all. If you want to seek other Taoist fruits, how can you lose these? You don't need to keep them all. Just keep them two and three, and you won't be confused in the world."

Yi Yan suddenly felt enlightened.

He said happily: "Yi Yan has already made it clear, thank you for your answer."

"If you know your heart, you can light up the spirit lamp."

"How to light the spirit lamp."

"Walk into tranquility and point in your heart." The paper reads.

Just after finishing writing, the piece of paper suddenly burned and floated up. Yi Yan suddenly grabbed the burning fire with one hand like a heart. The fire fell into his palm, warm and immortal.

He closed his eyes and entered a state of tranquility.

My thoughts sank into the darkness, and he seemed to have come to a dark place. The only light was the little fire in his palm, and he slowly walked forward, walked, walked, walked, walked, walked, walked, walked, walked, walked, walked, walked, walked.

He didn't know how long he had been walking, and he was not afraid or irritable. Instead, his heart became quieter and quieter. When he forgot to search and walk, a room appeared in his eyes, with rows of lights in it.

There were no words on those lamps, and he didn't know which spiritual lamp to light. But he thought in his heart that he would light the three lamps of righteousness, faith and filial piety.

His mind was certain that three lights immediately turned on in the rows of lights.

The three lamps were lit, and the fire in the palm quickly dissipated. As the three lamps were lit, the other lamps that were not lit seemed to disappear in the shadow of the lamp and were invisible. The three lamps, which were not close together, slowly leaned together, forming a triangle, surrounding Yi Yan in the middle.

The lights were weak, and a little light of fire seemed to be about to disappear at any time.

He looked up at the sky, and the darkness quickly dissipated.

The original confusion that didn't know how to act had disappeared at this moment. The soul was turning, and the golden black turtle actually had a little more magic and condensed.

If he had clear principles in his heart, he would be more powerful in doing things, and so should he do magic. He knew that the divine will of the Spell Emperor God he knew would be greatly improved.
Chapter completed!