After the Decay Daoist finished talking about his experience, he fell silent. Shui Ling'er was still immersed in his story, and he didn't say a word. The two of them stood quietly in the night, each thinking about his own thoughts.

After a long time, the decay said: "The word 'sadness' in the suspense of sorrow, you know where it comes from, this word comes from the heart of the ethereal monk, and represents the tragic song he wrote with Lancang Niangniang. This tragic song, rooted in me, was finally forgiven by him and became friends with me in life and death. He has such a state of mind that the world can hardly reach. Ling'er, in the seven layers of Tianzen, there may be only this layer, and there is no standard for whether it is really practiced or not. So when you succeeded in forcing this Heaven Destroying Mantra Flowing Fire out of your chest, it would be considered a success in your cultivation. ”

"Huh? Referring to the fifth layer of Heavenly Zen, can it be practiced so easily? Shui Ling'er couldn't believe it.

When the Decay Dao Chief heard this, he looked up to the sky and laughed, "Hahaha, simple? You're really young, you don't know how to write difficult words! Well, now I won't tell the mystery of the mystery, simple or not, you can judge for yourself later. Cultivating the trick of forgetting your heart, you can enter your own state of mind, and the secret of suspense is to let you enter the state of mind of others. ”

When the words fell, Shui Ling'er's eyes flashed, and he hurriedly closed his eyes, but when he opened them again, he found that his eyes were no longer visible.

"Uncle Withered, I can't see it again, you can pat me again! Uncle, uncle, where are you? He shouted loudly, but he could no longer hear the voice of the withered Dao Chief, and he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and he couldn't help but scream, and woke up from his dream.

When she left the dream, when Shui Ling'er opened her eyes, her eyes were no longer troubled, and she saw that she was really lying on the ice bed in the fairy mound. The cold air on the ice bed was pressing, and the black gas on his chest seemed to have condensed under the action of the ice, but it no longer flowed around.

He patted his head and recalled the things he had experienced in his dream, repeating over and over again the words "Enlightenment today, will be done in the future", and then thought of the secret of cultivating and forgetting one's heart as the master of the withered Taoist said, which is to enter one's own state of mind, and cultivating the secret of suspense and sorrow is to enter the state of mind of others, and his heart even more expected that he could quickly practice the five layers of Zen Gong.

He reluctantly climbed off the ice bed, staggered over, bowed down in front of the Four Spirits Tablet, and said respectfully: "Zeng Shizu, three seniors, your good intentions, Ling'er Ming's five guilt. Starting from the fourth level, Zhitian Zen is not only the practice of martial arts, but also the cultivation of life. Ling'er thinks that she can't reach the realm of her great-grandfather's humility and kindness to transform her enemies, but one day, Ling'er will live up to the high expectations of her master, the four immortal predecessors, and her aunt, and use her own spiritual cultivation to reach the seventh layer of Zhitian Zen, and connect with her aunt through the realm of Wanyu Jue! ”

Raising his head, he suddenly found that in the Ximu Spirit Bead on the Cloud Clothes Spirit Plate, the flickering light of the soul was gone, and only an empty bead was left, glowing with its own milky white halo.

"What's going on? Did my aunt move Uncle Yun's soul to another place? Or has he been reincarnated? If he has been reincarnated, it is also excellent news, and I really hope that he can be reincarnated in a good family. Although Uncle Yun is feminine on the outside, he is a chivalrous gentleman in his bones. Such a good person deserves to be rewarded! ”

Thinking so, he also bowed three times to the ethereal position of the cloud clothes. (To be continued.) )