Chapter 672 Gods, Man and Ghosts
Mo Hua was stunned and couldn''t help but murmur:
“No…”
If you really need to "eat" the gods, can anyone really achieve this skill?
Or is this just my own guess?
Ink painting frowned.
Although this "Tianyan Jue" is an ancient martial art, it was given to him by an unfathomable master. Its origin is confusing, but no matter how it is, it is not really so "perverted"...
Only by killing the gods, devouring the divine marrow, and changing the divine consciousness can we break through the realm of cultivation.
If this is true, it should not be called the "Tianyan Art", but the "Divine Devouring Art"...
Mo Hua silently complained in her heart.
"It shouldn''t be..."
Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief, but when she thought about it, her heart became tighter again.
What if?
If you really have to kill the **** and eat the gods and deify the divine consciousness, you can break through the bottleneck, break through the middle, late stage, and even finally form a pill, then will you be finished?
Mo Hua frowned and his little face became grim.
The evil **** is not so easy to kill...
The “marrow” is even more difficult to find.
Time is also very limited.
Now is the second year of getting started.
In the third year, we will decide to upgrade and reconcile.
If you really want to "eat" the God-breaking Realm, you will not prepare in advance and will not fill your "shen marrow".
Next year, everyone will break through the bottleneck and become a mid-stage monk in the foundation building stage.
In a hurry, if you can''t break through, you will definitely be reinstateed.
If you can''t "eat" the essence of your mind and your cultivation is always blocked by the "bottleneck", you may have to be in the early stage of foundation building, and you will be stuck in the whole life, and you will have to stay for a lifetime...
Mo Hua felt a stern in her heart.
If you stay at the level once, you will go from Cheng Mo and their "little brother" to their "little brother".
If you can''t make any breakthrough, you have to stay in the grade and be a "junior brother" for your whole life?
Ink painting has a serious expression.
No, absolutely not!
Even for Mr. Xun''s sake, I would not be "exited" by Taixu Sect.
But being stuck in foundation building for the rest of your life will not only make you unable to live up to your own face, but will also bring shame to Mr. Xun, who values ??himself.
And if you really can''t break through the realm, you can''t do many things in your life by relying on your foundation-building cultivation alone.
I have to wait until my cultivation is high, and I learn the formation that Grandpa Situ said, "Turn Yin and Yang, Reverse Life and Death, and Take Away" to save my master!
Ink painting has a firm look.
"Think of some solutions in advance..."
When things happen, you should consider the worst case...
If the Tianyan Jue is really a "eating" **** to break through, then you must make preparations early, prepare for the future, use all means, and eat the "shen marrow" in advance!
In this way, even if this technique is really "perverted", I am not afraid at all!
Mo Hua nodded.
"Just make a plan according to the possibility of ''eat'' the God-breaking Realm..."
"But where are there so many ''gods'' for themselves to ''eat''?"
Mo Hua frowned, feeling a little confused.
The evil **** is not a cabbage.
It’s not something he can find just by looking for it, it can catch it when he wants to catch it, and it can “eat” when he wants to…
Moreover, even if you really find it and catch it, you will still "eat" it in your mouth, and there will be other troubles.
What exactly is the god? Ink painting is not very clear.
What is the difference between evil gods and ordinary gods?
What is the "Tao" of the gods?
What are the methods of the gods?
Also, after eating the "marrow of divine nature", it seems that after eating the "magic marrow" and being assimilated by divinity, it seems that it will gradually lose human nature, forget its original intention, and make itself no longer itself...
If you don’t understand these issues, you will definitely not be able to “eat” God with confidence.
Mo Hua frowned and thought hard for a long time, but still had no idea.
In his mere ten years of experience in practicing Taoism, he has rarely had the knowledge of practicing Taoism involving "gods".
If you can’t figure it out, I can only stop thinking about it for the time being.
The next morning, after taking the Taoist class, Mo Hua ran to the Taixu Gate library, hoping to find out if there were any records of Taoist practice related to "gods" or inheritance books.
Reading books in the library also requires merit.
Ink painting is currently considered a "big man" and has a wealth of achievements. He doesn''t feel sorry for this cost.
But he looked through it for a long time, but he still didn''t get much.
In some Taoist scriptures, there are only a few records, and the words are very empty. Most of them are in the state and the gods who receive incense and protect one side.
Or the human hearts are indulged in lust, greed, and corruption of faith, causing the gods who originally protected one side to fall into evil gods.
Or maybe there is an evil **** causing trouble, and powerful monks suppress the evil **** and seal it...
But these records are mostly "sayed" and "rumor", and I don''t know whether it is true or false.
Not to mention that it involves the origin of gods, cultivating gods, and "eating" gods...
And what the golden evil god''s big eyes said were the divine fetus, Taoism, divine marrow, food sacrifice, and other "theological" inheritances such as divine position, incense, and authority.
There is a faint feeling in ink painting.
God and man seem to be completely different two kinds of existences in the practice of Taoism.
"Ask Mr. Xun, or the elder of the sect?"
Mo Hua considered it, but gave up.
It is better not to ask the elders if you have a "bad intention" and have the purpose of "unspeaking others".
Since that''s the case, there is only one way:
Ask Huangshanjun.
After all, Huangshanjun is the only "god" among his "friends".
Although he was down and just a shabby mountain god, the mountain **** is also a god, and he always knows more than he knows.
Ink painting made up its mind.
After a few days of rest, Mo Hua specially prepared wine and food for food and went to Kushan.
This time I made a special visit, so it wouldn''t be the way.
In order not to "break the appointment" and not to "disappoint" Huang Shanjun, Mo Hua even got up early and hired a faster carriage, thinking about going early and returning early to avoid delaying any temporary problems.
The carriage was running at lightning, and after a few hours, the ink painting arrived at the dry mountain.
After getting off the carriage, it was still the familiar rugged mountain road and the familiar steep stone steps.
The surrounding scenery is still as quiet and desolate as I remember.
A long distance away, you can see the dilapidated temple of Huangshanjun.
The intimacy in Mohua''s heart arises naturally.
He stepped on the moss-soaked stone steps and faced the rising sun. He was in a happy mood and brisk pace, walking towards the dilapidated temple step by step.
The mountain breeze is refreshing and the mountains are as beautiful as before.
Mo Hua hummed a song and walked to the dilapidated temple. When he looked up, he saw Huang Shanjun sitting upright on the clay sculpture, but his face was not very good.
As if he was tortured, he looked helpless and hopeless.
Mo Hua raised her head, looked at the sky, and said in confusion:
"Mr. Shanjun, the weather is so good today, why are you upset?"
Huang Shanjun glanced at Mo Hua with resentment.
Don''t you know you''re coming...
Huang Shanjun sighed silently in his heart.
Ever since it had a premonition that it knew that a small disaster was going to come to the door again, it was worried that it would not sleep well for several days and nights...
This premonition has been around since the beginning of the month.
But later, for some reason, it suddenly disappeared again.
Huang Shanjun thought that the child would not come, and he was very happy that the big stone fell to the ground.
But I didn’t have long been happy, and this premonition suddenly became stronger again, and it seemed that I could not avoid it.
Huangshanjun accepted his fate, so early in the morning, it sat blankly in the clay sculpture, waiting for the "distinguished guest" to come to the door in great distress.
Mo Hua looked around and said curiously: "Are you not going to get into a puppy this time?"
Huang Shanjun''s face was numb.
If the drilling puppy was useful, I would have gone to drill.
But the fact is that even if you get drunk, you can''t hide it. You will still be found by the child with the smell...
Just deceiving yourself as a "god".
Mo Hua saw that Huang Shanjun was a little unhappy and thought it had no incense and no offerings to eat, so she was depressed.
It seems that not only people are down and out, but they have no good life.
The gods are in a downturn and have to live a poor life.
The ones living at the bottom, whether they are God or humans, seem to be similar.
Mo Hua felt a little sympathetic, and then he felt relieved: Fortunately, he was here!
"I''ve brought you something delicious!"
Ink painting took out the prepared spiritual wine, spiritual fruits, various steamed buns, snacks, wine and meat from the storage bag, placed them on the altar, and then looked at Huangshanjun with his eyes.
It seems to be saying, eat quickly.
Huang Shanjun felt a little moved in his complicated mood.
Obviously, this child means big trouble...
It sighed, not thinking about it... Of course, it didn''t dare. It brushed the kindness of Mo Hua, then tasted the wine and ate a few bites of chicken.
As soon as the meat was in his mouth, Huang Shanjun''s narrow eyes lit up.
It’s a pity that it hasn’t eaten such a delicious offering in unknown how long it has been.
So fragrant!
Huangshan Jun forgot his concerns for a moment and ate it out loud.
Mo Hua nodded.
These offerings were specially prepared by ink painting.
Some dishes were made by him by himself, containing the kindness of a "demigod" in his childhood.
It’s just that, I don’t know about this kind of thing.
Huang Shanjun didn''t expect it at all.
It only feels that today''s offerings are particularly delicious, and it may even be the most delicious offerings it has ever eaten since it was killed by the Divine Sword and lived in a ruined temple.
Huang Shanjun shook his head and his eyes narrowed.
Mo Hua was also very happy to see this, so he jumped onto the platform and sat side by side with Huang Shanjun. Then, he took out a roasted lamb leg from the storage bag and feasted with Huang Shanjun.
Mo Hua remembers that Huangshanjun does not eat mutton, so he accepted the lamb leg by himself.
Huangshanjun smelled the smell of sheep and his body couldn''t help but stiffen.
It turned its head and saw that Mo Hua seemed to know nothing. He chewed the legs of lamb, and his mouth was covered with oil, and he couldn''t help but tremble.
After a while, Huang Shanjun sighed, drank a sip of wine, and continued to eat his own offerings.
The mountains and forests are beautiful and the temples are quiet.
The bright sunshine shines from the roof, sprinkling all over the floor.
Mo Hua and Huang Shanjun sat side by side, quietly, one chewing the legs of lamb and the other ate offerings.
After eating for a while, Huang Shanjun suddenly realized. "What''s wrong with you looking for me?"
"Yeah!" Mo Hua nodded, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and asked straight to the point:
"What is the difference between Shanjun, God and man?"
"this…"
Huang Shanjun was slightly stunned and asked in confusion: "What are you asking about this?"
"I''m just curious."
Ink painting blinked.
Huang Shanjun curled his lips silently, but he didn''t believe it. Mo Hua ran so far and brought delicious food and drinks because of "curiosity".
"Tell me!" Mo Hua chewed a small bite of lamb leg.
Huang Shanjun was about to make excuses, but suddenly felt a thrill in his heart.
When Mo Hua said this, she looked innocent and cute, but inexplicably with some majesty, which made it a little...
Dare not to refuse.
Huang Shanjun was shocked.
Is something happening to this child again?
How could he subconsciously not refuse his words? !
Huangshanjun''s expression changed and his mood was fluctuating.
The ink painting was a little strange, so he asked:
"Shanjun, what''s wrong with you?"
Huang Shanjun was shocked, then forced out a smile and said with a wry smile:
"No, nothing..."
"Oh." Mo Hua glanced at Huang Shanjun suspiciously and asked again, "Then can you tell me? What exactly is God? What is the difference between humans?"
After asking about ink painting, I thought Huangshan Jun would do it for a while.
Unexpectedly, Huang Shanjun seemed to tremble slightly, then sighed deeply, and said calmly: "Okay, I''ll tell you..."
"Uh-huh."
Mo Hua immediately sat upright and listened attentively.
Huang Shanjun looked at the ink painting, with a complicated expression, and then sighed slowly:
"The so-called **** is also a kind of spirits in the world. It is just different from humans. It does not depend on flesh and blood, but a powerful, independent, pure body of divine thoughts."
“But this does not mean that gods do not need to live in their own lives.”
"Just like humans, they have both flesh and blood and spiritual consciousness, both of which are indispensable."
"A person''s cultivation is so advanced that his soul can temporarily leave the body, but neither the body nor the soul can be killed or injured."
"If the spiritual consciousness dissipates, the flesh and blood will be unowned, and if the flesh and blood will not exist, the spiritual consciousness will perish."
“It’s probably the case with the gods…”
"Different gods have different boarding objects, some are rocks and some are river beds, but most gods actually have a kind of ''image''..."
“The ‘Shadow’ is equivalent to the ‘body’ of the god.”
"But there are many kinds of statues of gods, some are natal statues, some are twin statues, some are preaching statues, and some are alien statues of heretics..."
"Preach?" Mo Hua was confused.
Huang Shanjun said: "If the gods want to become stronger, they must be popular. If they want to be believed by others, they must naturally ''preach''..."
“The wider the preaching, the more believers, the deeper the power of wishes, and the stronger the gods.”
"It is impossible for the gods to preach the sermon, and they can only divide themselves, stay on the sermon statue, and then scatter them into nine provinces to allow humans from all over the world to offer incense..."
Mo Hua suddenly realized, "So, most of the ''god statues'' that can be seen in heaven and earth are ''sermon'' statues, which are hosted by the divine thoughts of the differentiation of gods. They are used by gods to eat incense and accept worship?"
"As for the ''natural statue'', it is equivalent to the old capital of the gods, and it cannot be easily disclosed?"
Huang Shanjun nodded: "Not bad."
My eyes lit up suddenly, staring at the clay sculpture where Huang Shanjun lived, and said curiously:
"Then is your clay sculpture the statue of your natal **** or the preaching statue?"
Huang Shanjun was shocked and hurriedly covered his clay sculpture, "I can''t tell you this!"
It’s over if you say it!
Ink paintings are not a must. Seeing that Huangshan Jun looked panicked, he comforted it and said:
"Don''t worry, I''ll ask casually, but I won''t make any decisions about you..."
Huangshan Jun was skeptical, but he still held his clay sculpture and refused to let go.
Mo Hua said some good things and handed it some fruits and vegetables, which comforted Huangshanjun.
“Sermon statue…”
Mo Hua thought about it and suddenly asked, "Is there any god... that is it in human beings?"
Huang Shanjun''s eyes trembled and his expression became very terrifying.
Mo Hua was slightly stunned when he saw this, "What''s wrong?"
Huang Shanjun struggled and finally sighed:
"have…"
"The gods usually only live on the statue of God. If He lives on people, it means... He has become an evil god!"
“Evil God…”
The eyes of the ink painting are slightly deeper.
Huang Shanjun looked solemn and continued, "The statues of gods are usually clay stone sculptures. These things are dead objects in the world, without life or consciousness, so they are ''clean''."
"The gods will be in the statue of God, uphold their own ''Tao'', and will not be affected, and there will be no serious consequences."
"But people are different. People have spiritual consciousness. All kinds of unknown greed and desires are ''not clean''..."
"If the gods are placed on people, they will either pollute people or be polluted by people..."
“Once contaminated, it will degenerate…”
“It’s not just a human being, if a **** lives on monsters, spirit beasts, and any other conscious and living creatures, it means that He is already an ‘evil god’, or at least, He has embarked on the path of ‘evil god’…”
Huang Shanjun''s eyes were filled with deep fear.
Mo Hua felt awe-inspiring in her heart and whispered: "Is the evil god... scary?"
Huang Shanjun nodded in fear.
Mo Hua thought about it and was still a little puzzled, "Why will it be polluted, degenerated, and become an evil **** if it is in the flesh and blood of life?"
"If you just eat the **** and be faithful, will you not be degenerated?"
"What happens if you become an evil god?"
"What''s the terrible thing about the evil god?"
…
Mo Hua asked a series of questions.
Huang Shanjun smiled bitterly when he heard this, "I am just a small down-and-out mountain god. How can I know about these things? The evil **** is not something I can afford to offend..."
“That’s right…”
Mo Hua nodded and no longer made things difficult for Mr. Huangshan and did not ask about the terrible questions of "evil god".
Huangshanjun also breathed a sigh of relief.
"By the way..." Mo Hua thought about it, picked another question he was puzzled about, and asked slowly:
“Can man become a god?”
Huang Shanjun was stunned, then immediately shook his head, "What are you thinking about... This is definitely not OK."
"Is it okay to eat the **** like a god?" Mo Hua said.
Huang Shanjun said angrily: "Who has you ever seen a living person who went to receive incense?"
Mo Hua recalled that in his own impression, there seemed to be no example of living people receiving incense.
Huang Shanjun said: "God is God, and man is human. Although they are all creatures in heaven and earth, they are completely different. It is impossible for humans to ''become a god''."
"A person loses his body and his spiritual consciousness will die over time."
"With the physical body and the body of all kinds of desires, they are always ''contaminated'' and have not stripped of the foundation of the world. In this way, it is impossible to become a god."
Mo Hua nodded slowly and asked again:
"Then if you don''t want your body, just put it on external things, like a painting, a sword, or a gourd..."
Mo Hua remembers that he has seen many visualization pictures, and the evil spirits inside are probably like this.
Huang Shanjun said: "This is not a human, not a god, but a ''ghost''."
"ghost?"
Ink painting is a little surprised.
Huang Shanjun nodded, "Human spiritual consciousness and physical body are one, and flesh, spirit and spirit are inseparable..."
"Once a person''s spiritual consciousness leaves the physical body; or the physical body is destroyed, the spiritual consciousness remains; then this spiritual consciousness is ''incomplete''..."
“The incomplete things will seek to be completed.”
"If you are boarding for external things, the external things are not yours; if you are boarding for physical bodies, your original physical body has been destroyed. Even if you are replaced by other people''s bodies, it is still not yours."
"In this case, your spiritual consciousness will be constantly depleted, your memory will gradually blur, and the original ''human nature'' will gradually distort..."
"Then gradually, it will become a ''ghost''..."
"What will people do once they become ghosts?" Huang Shanjun looked at Mo Hua, sighed, and asked slowly.
Mo Hua frowned and thought, "Can you eat other people''s spiritual sense?"
Huang Shanjun nodded, "Yes, your spiritual consciousness has no physical body, no place to nourish, and it is constantly depleted and cannot be restored. You can only eat other people''s spiritual consciousness to replenish it."
"Can''t you eat other ghosts or evil thoughts?" Mo Hua asked.
Huang Shanjun said: "It''s natural to do it, but other ghosts and evil thoughts are not so easy to encounter. Even if you encounter them, you may not be their opponent."
"Even if you eat it, it will actually be useless..."
Huang Shanjun sighed a little, "The most terrifying thing about human beings turning into ghosts is..."
"They will give priority to eating their own flesh and blood relatives."
Mo Hua''s eyes stern, "Flesh and blood relatives?"
Huang Shanjun nodded and said, "When a person becomes a ''ghost'', his spiritual thoughts will be depleted and his memory will be blurred."
"And among others, the one who has the most memories related to you is naturally your closest relatives."
"So after becoming a demon, the first thing you want to ''eat'' is your relative''s spiritual consciousness to maintain your own existence."
"This is instinct, it cannot be suppressed."
"Even if it can be suppressed for a while, it will sooner or later have a fierce outbreak."
"Secondly, the ghost''s body is gone, and the closest thing to its body is relatives with the same bloodline."
"So ghosts are also used to parasitizing on their parents and children."
Huang Shanjun sighed, "So, once a person becomes a ''ghost'', or if a monk becomes a ghost cultivator, it means that it is likely that it has been harmed by his closest relatives..."
Mo Hua felt unbearable and thoughtful.
Huang Shanjun said in a solemn tone:
"Gods, people, and ghosts are all related to ''divine thoughts'' and adhere to certain rules of the great way, but they are clearly distinguished and completely different from each other."
"These knowledge about divine thoughts are extremely secret knowledge of Taoism. I am a mountain god. After living a long time, I know more."
"Ordinary monks do not cultivate spiritual consciousness and do not have strong spiritual consciousness, and they know nothing about these things."
"They only know how to respect gods and ghosts, but they don''t know what they respect and what they fear."
"Even among the monks, some so-called aristocratic families, there are a bunch of old people who have lived for a long time. Without such inheritance, they do not know much about gods and ghosts..."
When Huang Shanjun said this, he stroked his beard with a complacent look on his face.
Mo Hua nodded respectfully, then was slightly stunned and looked at Huang Shanjun suspiciously:
"Mr. Shan, have you lived for a long time?"
Huang Shanjun was stunned and even sweated.
?Thank you for the rewards of the big boss, Taishang Daluo Tianxian Wanshou Emperor, Fa1c0n, and PYHuang~
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(This chapter ends)