Chapter 138 The suffering of the saint, Ling Yun's plan

However, Ling Yun said that after listening to Miaoyi's real person's reply, he immediately understood his calculations, but he did not care about this and said directly to him, "My brother's qualifications are above me, but his strength is not as good as mine. Why? Just because he doesn't have any feelings, to be precise, he wants to give up all feelings!"

Hearing this, Miao Yizhen was puzzled and looked at Ling Yun doubtfully, but he didn't know what he meant.

"All of us are mainly based on the law of the three corpses, supplemented by merit. The three corpses are people's good, evil and obsessions. Cutting off the three corpses can make themselves not affected by emotions and better understand the Tao. Ling Yun narrated slowly, as if he were preaching to everyone.

Everyone present listened to this and looked at Ling Yun doubtfully, but they didn't know why he said this.

"Alas!" Seeing this, Ling Yun sighed helplessly, shook his head and said, "The realm is so different, how can you expect to understand it?"

Lao Tzu seems to be progressing rapidly. In addition to Tongtian and Houtu, I am the first saint among the saints to cut off his obsession.

Although this is the case, Ling Yun knew in his heart that I had fallen into a misunderstanding. In order to pursue the road of indiency, I almost threw away all my feelings. In this way, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to make progress in the future.

You should know that after reaching the realm of saints, it is extremely difficult to make progress.

It is like a Buddha's mother. After beheading a corpse, it has achieved the body of a saint with the help of great merit.

But after being sanctified, the Buddha's mother almost always stepped in place and failed to advance at all.

Compared with it, Zhenyuanzi, Styx Taoist, Kunpeng and other people of their peers, even the younger generation of the Virgin of the Turtle Spirit and the Master of Xuandu have been cut off two corpses. In terms of the realm alone, it has surpassed the quasi-to-Buddha's mother.

If it is not for the Buddha's mother to be the body of a saint, the sto-god is in line with the heavenly way, and can use the power of the heavenly way to resist the enemy. In fact, I'm afraid the power is not as good as Zhenyuanzi and others who cut off the two corpses.

It can be seen from this that how difficult it is for saints to practice. Those who do not have great perseverance, great wisdom and great opportunity can't make progress.

After many years of study, Tongtian finally came up with a shortcut to the practice of saints, which is to use their feelings to promote their own understanding and practice.

In fact, merit and luck can also help the saints to practice, otherwise the saints will not fight for the luck of the great religion.

However, the method of merit and luck is not only extremely slow, but also laborious, so it is not respected by Tongtian.

Relatively speaking, the method of emotion is extremely fast, just like Ling Yun's previous feeling of family affection and being able to understand clearly. After accumulating in the ontology, it actually makes Tongtian beyond the way of heaven, the return of the original spirit, the purple gas is out of body, and the harvest is unimaginable.

It can be seen that the method of emotion is indeed feasible, and the effect is better than merit and luck.

In those years, the Taoist ancestor once said: The saint does nothing! This sentence is regarded as a great word by me.

There is nothing wrong with this book, but I lost my understanding. The words of the Taoist ancestors are: saints do nothing, so they are invincible. The sage sage emptiness, the way of heaven is not destroyed, the saint is not annihilated, and only cares about the struggle of face. This is the original intention of the Taoist ancestors.

I didn't know what my ancestors meant. I wanted to do nothing, so I wanted to throw away all my feelings.

In this way, it not only failed to get closer to the sky and the earth, but gradually drifted away. But I didn't know it yet. I thought that the road I had chosen was not bad. Not long ago, I cut off my obsession, and this kind of thought was even more prosperous for a while and reached its peak.

That's why Ling Yun said that I was not as good as myself because I didn't have a trace of emotion and wanted to give up all feelings.

At this time, Miaoyi took a complicated look at Ling Yun, and then took a few steps forward and asked, "The saint's words are too mysterious. Forgive me for the lack of cultivation, it is difficult to understand." After a pause, he continued to say, "I don't know what the saint is next..." With that, he looked at Ling Yun carefully.

Ling Yun took a look at Miaoyi Zhenren and said slowly, "Let's stop this for the time being!" However, you'd better be careful when you wait. The time for our decisive battle is not far away. After saying that, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Miaoyi Zhenren.

Hearing Ling Yun's words, Miao Yizhen's heart suddenly became heroic, and he did not dare to show weakness. He replied loudly, "Disciple, wait for the saint's means!" After saying that, he turned around and greeted everyone and left with the sword.

After Miao Yizhen and others left, they saw Deng Yin take a few steps forward and asked, "Why did the saint let them go?" According to the younger generation's opinion, if we all do our best, even if we can't get it all in one net, we can..."

"Don't say more! I have my own calculations. Before Deng Yin finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ling Yun's wave.

Deng Yin listened to this, and it was not easy to say anything else. He retreated indifferently.

At this moment, Ling Yun suddenly stopped Deng Yin, and then ordered, "The next battle will be a decisive battle between us. At that time, you and other disciples of the magic religion will be the protagonist, but now your strength is very worrying!" After saying that, he took a deep look at Deng Yin.

Hearing this, Deng Yin was slightly stunned, and then asked doubtfully, "Why did the saint say this?" How dare the juniors and others pretend to be the protagonist without help?

Ling Yun looked at Deng Yin with a smile and said, "The next battle is a decisive battle. How can the bald people of Buddhism not participate? We have agreed before that the people of the demon religion will deal with Buddhism, and as for the other Emei disciples, they will be held by us. You should be clear about this."

Deng Yin nodded and answered, "Yes! The younger generation understands! But..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ling Yun again.

"Don't say more! I understand what you think. Buddhists are the greatest help of Emei. Moreover, although I don't want to admit it, I must be clear that among the many monks under the immortals, the Buddhists have the strongest fighting power. Therefore, in the next war, the victory and defeat will be in the hands of your disciples. Do you understand? Ling Yun said lightly.

When Deng Yin heard this, his face suddenly looked solemn, and he bowed back and said, "The younger generation understands! The saint can rest assured that the younger generation and others will not disappoint the saint.

"Hmm!" Ling Yun answered gently and then said, "That's why I'm worried about your strength. With your current strength alone, it is difficult to compete with those Buddhist bald people. Even if I send someone to help, I'm afraid it will be much more difficult.

Deng Yin also knew the situation of the demon religion. Hearing Ling Yun's words, he hurriedly asked for advice with an open mind: "What the saint said is very true. Please ask the saint to tell me where to go?"

Ling Yun lowered his head and thought for a moment, and then said, "In the short term, it is obviously unrealistic for you to make a lot of progress. But if it's just to increase strength, there's nothing we can do.

Speaking of this, Ling Yun smiled and continued: "You have been in the human world for many years, and you must be clear that the monks in the human world fight, but the proportion of their own cultivation is not much, but the power of magic weapons accounts for more than half..."

At this point, Ling Yun's intention was already obvious. Deng Yin heard it. First, he was happy, and then his face was gloomy. He said in frustration, "The younger generation also understands this, but for a while, where did the younger generation find many magic weapons for everyone's use?" After saying that, he sighed and shook his head.

Ling Yun smiled and said, "Don't forget that I have got a lot of magic weapons for this trip."

Hearing this, Deng Yin's eyes lit up and nodded and said, "The words of the saint are very true. Although I have been entangled with the people in Emei this time, I have also obtained a lot of magic weapons, which has greatly increased our strength!" After a pause, he saw Deng Yin frown and muttered, "But this doesn't seem to be enough!"

"Ha ha!" Hearing Deng Yin's words, Ling Yun couldn't help laughing, and then recalled it for a moment and said, "As far as I know, there are many magic weapons in the small Antarctic sky. You can go and search for it, and the harvest will not be small. As for Emei, I will stare at it, and I will never make it bad.

Hearing this, Deng Yin was immediately overjoyed and bowed and thanked him, "The younger generation, thank you for your kindness."

Ling Yun waved his hand, motioned Deng Yin to get up, and then told him again, "Although this is the case, I'm afraid that your strength is still not enough to fight against the Buddhist people. I have a plan. You can let go of it. After the plan, the Buddhist people should not be a problem.

Deng Yin raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise, "Please give me some advice!"

Ling Yun nodded slightly, and then said, "Previously, Emei was as big as the sky. Although many demons and side monks were angry, their strength was insufficient, so they had to endure in every way, and even avoided the world. They dared not say anything.

However, now that the situation has changed greatly, we have enough strength to fight against Emei, even better than them.

In this way, you will publicize this matter and make a rumor at the same time, saying that you want to unite with a group of demons and side door monks to fight against Emei.

Those monks have a grudge against Emei. As long as you show enough strength to let them see hope, they will flock to it.

At this point, Ling Yun paused slightly, lowered his head and thought for a moment, and then said, "You can persuade those top power first, and if necessary, you can know my identity to the congregation. In this way, coupled with the hatred between them and Emei, they should agree to unite with you.

Hearing this, a light flashed in Deng Yin's eyes, nodded and answered, "The younger generation understands! The younger generation will do this as soon as possible!"

In fact, Deng Yin had thrown olive branches at those demons and side door giants before, but at that time, Emei was like the sky, and everyone wanted to avoid its edge, and they were not willing to unite with Deng Yin.

However, as Ling Yun said, the current situation is different from the past. There is a force in the human world that can compete with Emei, and it is just against Emei. If many demons and sidedoor giants know this, they will not be able to resist and are ready to move.

Thinking of this, Deng Yin was immediately excited. If there were a group of demons and sidedoor giants to help, not to mention the Buddhist people, they would take Emei and Orthodox immortals with him, and he also had the confidence to fight with them.

Just when Deng Yin was secretly happy, he heard Ling Yun say again, "You have to remember! It's better to tell the public about my identity secretly, otherwise I'm afraid it will be counterproductive.

"Huh?" Deng Yin looked at Ling Yun doubtfully and asked, "Please forgive the dullness of the younger generation. I don't know the true meaning of the saint!" According to the younger generation's opinion, if the identity of a saint is announced in public, the effect should be better! Why did the saint..." With that, he looked at Ling Yun puzzledly

(to be continued)