Eighth Generations: Practicing Martial Arts Means Cultivating the Mind, but I only Practice the Method!

Chapter 479 Eighth generations: Practicing martial arts means cultivating the mind, but I only practice the method!

"Practicing martial arts is cultivating the heart."

"We practitioners are all passers-by who are fighting for the world. The body is a boat and the mind is guided by the soul."

"As long as your will is firm enough, the whole world will make way for you!"

The Hall of Passing the Merit.

An old and loud voice came from above the hall and echoed in the ears of every outer disciple.

"Do you need to practice martial arts first?"

Lu Yuan nodded slightly and agreed with this.

The body is the carrier of the soul.

If you are not strong in will, no matter how high your cultivation level or your body is, you will eventually fall into the heavenly tribulation.

Why do those reincarnated strong people lose all their cultivation and rise rapidly in a short period of time?

In addition to their experience in practicing in previous lives.

The most important thing is that their will is extremely firm.

Even if the sword and axe are added, and the sky is struck by lightning, it will be difficult to stop their desire to seek the Tao!

"It seems that the ideal martial arts in this world are of great benefit."

Lu Yuan thought to himself.

"Elder, how should I refine my heart?"

An outer disciple couldn't help asking.

Although it is hard to refine your body, they just need to follow the steps and practice hard according to their martial arts to be able to thrust their muscles and bones to a state of incomprehensible swords and guns.

But the mind and will are illusory and there is no trace to be found.

If no one is instructed, I am afraid that many outer disciples will not know where to start.

"Good question."

The black-robed elder sat cross-legged above the hall. When he heard the disciple's question, he immediately nodded in praise.

"The so-called refining the mind means seeing the mind and nature, understanding your true nature in thousands of difficulties and dangers, and strengthening your martial will."

"Even if the world insults me, despise me, laughs at me, bullies me, and stops me, I will remain dedicated to the word."

"For example, Elder Sun Xiao, who practices joyful Zen, is originally a man, but has a beautiful heart."

"And he collected yang and replenished yang and gave charity to the world with a man's body. Now he has reached the state where yin and yang are the same, and male and female are indistinguishable."

"If he can go further, he can be reborn in Nirvana, and obtain great bliss, great joy, and great freedom in the world."

The elder of the black robe said lightly, revealing a hint of sincere admiration in his words.

"Yin and Yang are the same, and the physical body is giving?"

Lu Yuan's eyelids twitched when he heard this and felt a chill in his heart.

Although he knew that the rules of this world were chaotic and there must be many sluts, it was the first time he saw him who could be like Sun Xiao.

When the outer disciples heard this, a considerable riot broke out.

But the old man in black robe ignored it and continued to speak on his own.

"When you first seek the Tao, you will definitely encounter many doubts and sarcasm."

"These gossips are extremely harmful, just like devil's murmurs, which can easily destroy your heart of Tao."

"To strengthen your beliefs and avoid being disturbed by gossip, I will teach you a method of practicing only me today."

Only me practice?

This statement comes out.

Not only those outer disciples, but also Lu Yuan's curiosity was suffocated.

He has heard of the dialectics of materialism and the dialectics of idealism.

But this is the first time I have heard of this method of practice.

Moreover, from the tone of the old man in black robe, he highly praised this method of practice and believed it without doubt.

It seemed that in his eyes, this method was even more powerful than those peerless exercises.

In the eager eyes of everyone.

The old man in black robe coughed twice, cleared his throat, and then continued.

"The Buddha said that there is no fixed law in the Dharma, and there is no good or bad in things. In fact, it is all within our thoughts."

“The quality of a thing depends on how you view it.”

Seeing the puzzled gazes of many disciples, the old man in black robe couldn't help but shake his head.

In order to make it easier for everyone to understand this, he looked around and selected two outer disciples from the crowd.

"You two are standing on the high platform of the hall."

When Lu Yuan saw the two disciples, his brows frowned, and he didn't understand why the old man in black robe did this.

Because one of the outer disciples is tall, majestic, and wearing gorgeous clothes.

Just standing there can exude an extremely strong aura of confidence, and you can tell at a glance that it comes from a wealthy family.

Another outer disciple was short, worn out, unnatural, and cowardly. He didn't dare to look at others.

This person obviously comes from a remote mountain village. Even though he has a talent for cultivation, he still has not changed his rustic spirit.

When he stood on the high platform of the hall, he felt the strange gaze from everyone, and even lowered his head, looking very embarrassed, with his dark face red like a pig's liver.

I wish a gap could be cracked on the ground so that he could get in and hide.

As for the disciple in Jinyi, he looked calm and indifferent. Even when facing the eyes of everyone, he still had no change in his face and could handle it calmly.

"Elder, how dare you ask what you mean?"

When other outer disciples saw this scene, they couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Look at their appearance and behavior, who is better?"

"Don't worry about anything, just tell it truthfully."

The old man in black robe changed his tone and asked suddenly.

Hearing this question, other outer disciples were full of confusion.

Is this still necessary to ask?

Just standing together, these two people have made a judgment.

No matter from any perspective, the disciple in Jinyi must have won the victory.

"Report to the elder, in the eyes of the disciple, it is clearly the disciple in the Jinyi family who is better."

An outer disciple said quickly.

But the old man in black robe smiled and shook his head: "Otherwise."

"People in the world are often blinded by illusions. In my opinion, the Maiyi disciple is not only better, but also has ten wins!"

"Ten Victories? Isn't Elder crazy?"

Hearing this sentence, other outer disciples could not sit still.

If it weren't for the other party's identity as an elder, many people would probably be unable to help but curse.

After all, the gap between the disciples of Jinyi and Mayi is too huge, and even a mortal can see their pros and cons.

What's more, let alone put aside appearance, temperament, and family background.

The disciple of Jinyi is a real ninth level of body-building realm, and the disciple of Maiyi has barely reached the seventh level of body-building realm.

The gap in strength between the two is obvious at a glance.

But the old man in black robe said that the disciples in Maiyi actually had ten victories. Isn’t this lies with open eyes?

Facing everyone's questioning eyes, the old man in black robe said slowly.

"Only the essence of my practice is that it is flexible and changeable, and one can view one thing dialectically from multiple angles."

"For example, if a poor family has a noble son and a wealthy family has many playboys, this is the first victory."

"The potential of the ninth level of body-forging has been exhausted, and the future of the seventh level of body-forging is promising, so this is the second victory."

"If you are rich, you will lose your family; if you are poor, you will think of change. This is the third victory."

"We have many lusts, but we are unyielding, and we are unyielding in poverty and humbleness. This is the fourth victory."

"Strong is prone to arrogant, weak is to be strong, and we are weak. This is the fifth victory."

"You can give it a try with your family's bare walls, but you can easily look forward to it. This is the sixth victory."

"Excellent appearance is easy to be trapped by beauty, but ugly facial features can be so dedicated to seeking the Tao. This is the seventh victory."

"The tree is as beautiful as the forest and wind will destroy it. It is as low as an ant, but there are changes from dragons and snakes. This is the eighth victory."

"Time is like a knife killing a genius, but you can achieve a late success in your qualifications. This is the ninth victory."

"The past failure is not a failure. Even if you lose ten thousand times, as long as you don't admit it, it means you have never lost. This is the tenth victory!"

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"Isn't it true that there is no way out for the world? As long as you want to win, you will definitely find a way."

"This Mayi disciple has ten wins, and has already won a big win. He won too many opponents, so how can he say that he has the disadvantage?"

The old man in black robe said leisurely.

Hearing this sentence, the Mayi disciple suddenly raised his head, and his originally cowardly and drooped his eyes suddenly burst out with unprecedented brilliance.

Always.

He felt inferior because of his background, and other outer disciples could not raise their heads.

But now I’m listening to the old man in black robe’s analysis.

He has won too much of the opponent, so what else can he be inferior to himself?

"Thank you, the elder for your advice."

The disciple of Mayi suddenly opened his mind, and his momentum suddenly changed. He raised his head and his chest, no longer as cowardly and humble as before.

"So I'm so unbearable?"

When the disciple in Jinyi heard this, his face turned pale, as if in an instant, his heart of Tao collapsed and lost all his spiritual pillars.

You should know that he came from a martial arts family. He was not only noble in status, but also handsome in appearance and extraordinary strength.

No matter where you go, you are like stars arching the moon.

But now in the face of the old man with black robe, all his advantages have disappeared and he has become a useless waste!

"You still cannot practice well. Those who seek the Tao need to go through thousands of hardships before they can be perfect. How can you easily shake your heart of Tao just because of a few words from others?"

The old man in black robe shook his head and sighed.

"Disciple is stupid, please give me some advice!"

The disciple in Jinyi clasped his fists and sincerely asked for advice.

He has been hit and doubted his life. If others had not enlightened him in time, his mind would have been blocked and his cultivation would have stopped. He would have been unable to do anything in his life.

"What is the only way to practice me? That is, black can be white, white can be black, and whether black or white is all in one's own thoughts."

"In a word, all explanations are up to me, everything is up to me."

The old man in black robe said slowly.

Then he changed his subject and pointed out the disadvantages.

"Of course, doing this is like stealing a bell and lying on yourself, just Little Doyle."

"It's like a beautiful dream, but no matter how real it is, it will sooner or later wake up."

The old man in black robe said astonishingly.

Hearing his words, the disciple of Jinyi, who was originally deeply hit, was now energetic and showed an enlightened look.

The old man in black robe said it was right.

What is the difference between this unilateral way of declaring victory and self-hypnosis?

No matter how good your dream is, you will wake up sooner or later.

If you are not as strong as others, you are not as strong as others.

Facts are better than words, and even if the Mai disciple hypnotized himself for ten thousand times, it would be useless.

Thinking of this.

The disciple of Jinyi exhaled a long sigh, his eyes became firm again, and he felt as if he had taken off a heavy burden, sweeping away his previous fear and depressedness.

On the contrary, the Mayi disciple who had just recovered a little confidence was trembling at this moment, as if a dream had been exposed, and he was reluctant to accept this fact.

He hesitated for a long time before he raised his pale face and asked with all his last strength.

"Elder, in this way, is this so-called self-cultivation method a complete lie?"

"Of course not."

The old man in black robe has lived for hundreds of years, and there is no way to see what the disciple in Maiyi is thinking.

"Life is a lifetime, and the grass and trees are autumn, and this rolling world is just a big dream."

"And this is the only way to practice me, which is just a means to enter the Tao."

"As for how to understand and attain enlightenment, it depends on your personal opportunities and fortune."

The old man in black robe said something very important and gave everyone a guide to the confusion.

Hearing these words, all the outer disciples seemed to understand, and they felt that the old man in black robe was talking back and forth.

It seems that I have said a lot, but it seems that I have said nothing.

But Lu Yuan was thinking and understood the true meaning of the old man in black robe.

Due to the inverted rules of the Supreme Source Holy Realm, many things cannot be judged by common sense.

But this method of self-cultivation seems to be self-deception, but in fact, it is a very effective way of practicing for ordinary disciples.

If you want people to believe a lie, the best way is to deceive yourself.

When someone can repeat a lie ten thousand times and believe in it, he is considered to have entered the Tao.

That's why.

The geniuses in this world are often ignorant of the word "big words", or they are the sluts who are the gods who are rewarded with food.

Because Zhang Yu's head is empty, he is only willing to believe what he believes.

Moreover, his thinking is extremely paranoid and he cannot listen to any objections. Even if the facts are in front of him, he can ignore them. He is simply a peerless genius who learns the only practice of me.

Not to mention the slut.

This kind of person is born with unique thinking and is always immersed in his own world.

If they learn the self-cultivation method, it will destroy their own thinking logic and reduce their cultivation talent.

"Normal practitioners know the common sense of the mutual generation of yin and yang, and cannot do the performance art of collecting yang and replenishing yang and giving to the world."

"So the most painful ones are those ordinary disciples who are half asleep and half awake, neither going up nor going down."

"Even though you know that deceiving yourself is fake, you still have to force yourself to believe it."

"In contrast, those real natural mischievous men can reach a point that ordinary practitioners cannot achieve with just a slight move."

Lu Yuan murmured to himself, having a deeper understanding of the idealistic martial arts in this world.

To some extent.

The martial arts in this world have nothing to do with origin, roots, or talent, and have almost nothing to do with any external objects.

It all depends on the mental state of the practitioner.

The more you are, the more you believe in the path you are taking, the stronger your strength will naturally be.

For example, Zhao Tie realized the truth overnight and transformed into an iron man, not eating, drinking, or sleeping, and his strength was so fast that it improved.

certainly.

There are also a small number of practitioners who have great perseverance and study thousands of scriptures hard, and finally achieve great enlightenment and successfully understand their own path.

Such people can pay all the price for their own way.

Even if you understand the truth by death, you will be willing to do whatever you want.

In the eyes of the world, they are probably no different from madmen or paranoids.

"Elder, my disciple is stupid, but I still failed to understand the essence of my own cultivation method."

The Mayi disciple stood there and pondered hard for a long time, repeating his ten-win advantage over and over again in his heart.

But he is not those peerless geniuses, and he still cannot convince himself in a short time.

"It is normal that you have just come into contact with this method and it is difficult to get started for a while."

"The sages of all generations of the sect have encountered this problem and have developed many methods."

The old man in black robe smiled slightly.

While talking.

Explode with your right hand.

He then took out a red umbrella and white pole spirit mushroom from the storage bag around his waist.