Changsheng: I can sell everything

Heaven and earth are immortal, immortals are immortal, heaven and earth will last forever, immortals will exist forever!
The fairy in the fisherman's mouth has its lifespan limited by "heaven and earth".

Song Ciwan asked: "Senior, do you think this world has a lifespan? If the world is going to be destroyed..."

Before he finished asking this question, the fisherman's eyes widened, as if he had heard something extremely terrifying and incredible.

"Little lady, don't talk nonsense!" the fisherman whispered angrily, "The heaven and earth are eternal, how can it be destroyed? You..."

An angry look appeared on his face, as if he wanted to blurt out some more words of reprimand.

But when the words came to his lips, he immediately restrained himself.

"It's my fault, my fault," the fisherman sighed, "I have been practicing for three hundred years and training my mind every day, but I am still so irritable. This is not good, it is too bad!"

He shook his head, put down the oar, cupped his hands to Song Ciwan and said, "I'm sorry, little lady, please forgive me."

Before Song Ciwan could answer, he suddenly knelt down in the direction of the town on the other side of the river, kowtowed and said: "I beg the Immortal Lord to forgive me for my shortcomings in practice today. For crossing the river, I will impose an additional ten years on my own. Please forgive me." Please forgive me!"

The fisherman banged his head and kowtowed on the board of the boat. Song Ciwan was stunned and wanted to say: Is this necessary?
When he first met this fisherman, there was no doubt that the image of the fisherman in Song Ciwan's mind was like that of the mortal immortal. Although he was in the world, he seemed to be outside the world.

His freedom, magnanimity, and carefreeness seem to be the realm that seekers of the Tao are eternally pursuing in Chinese civilization.

Song Ciwan practiced the Sitting and Forgetting Heart Sutra. Although this technique was a technique for this life, in fact, Song Ciwan's practice was still largely affected by the memory of his previous life.

Although the world she lived in in her previous life followed a technological path, there was no such thing as cultivating immortality.All stories about "immortals" are only legends.

However, although the world has changed, it is difficult to change the cultural imprint a person has experienced.

From the core, Song Ciwan's understanding of "immortal" is like the immortals in Chinese legends. They are both compassionate and free and easy. They can enter the world, be born in the world, can take up and let go. Only in this way can they be qualified as "immortals". ".

She rarely saw "immortals" like this in the Immortal Dynasty of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but this time she entered the secret realm, she seemed to see it in the fisherman in front of her -

Of course, this kind of seeing suddenly collapsed at this moment, when the fisherman suddenly knelt down towards the distance.

It's hard to say what this feels like, but it's just weird.

The fisherman knelt on the board of the boat and kowtowed three times, then bent his head and listened. He didn't know what he heard, but he had a frightened and reserved look on his face.

After a while, the fisherman climbed up from the board of the boat and bent down to Song Ciwan again.

Song Ciwan immediately stepped aside to let him pass, and quickly bent down, put his hands underneath, raised his hands to the saluting fisherman, and said, "Senior, you must never do this. This is really embarrassing for this junior."

The fisherman followed her gesture and stood up. He covered his face with his sleeves and said in shame: "I shouldn't be angry. Once I get angry, ten years of practice will be ruined. Little lady, it's my fault. Thank you for your magnanimity and understanding." .”

Song Ciwan really didn't know what to say. She still had many questions in her heart, but at this time she didn't know where to start.

At the same time, she suddenly discovered a very interesting phenomenon: for example, the river she was crossing at this moment was actually a winding and clear river.

The small river flows above the clouds, and is only three feet wide in total.

At such a small distance, the fisherman was rocking the boat in the river and talking to Song Ciwan for a long time, but the boat was always spinning in the middle of the river and could not reach the other side.

Did the fishermen deliberately delay crossing the river, or did the river have another mystery?
In short, this secret realm, which the fishermen call the spiritual world, is so strange and full of all kinds of mysteries.

But I have to say that the golden elixir avenue mentioned by the fisherman is really tempting.Although Song Ciwan is not short of life, he is still full of curiosity and yearning for the great road and immortality described by the fisherman.She thought that any seeker who faced the theory of immortality and eternity would inevitably develop a desire to explore and would never give up easily.

This is an attitude, an attitude of practice.

Song Ciwan was not in a hurry. She followed the fisherman's train of thought and said to the fisherman: "Senior, no one can make mistakes without being a sage. If you are a sage, you should be more tolerant of mistakes. No matter to others or to yourself. Senior You thought, but that’s the case?”

This is following the fisherman's words and admitting that the fisherman was wrong to be angry just now.

Although Song Ciwan didn't think it was wrong at all, she felt baffled.

But she said: "To be honest with you, senior, Xiao Ke has ambitions to seek enlightenment. Even though he is still in mortal form, he still wants to imitate the sages and be tolerant and generous. Please stop blaming yourself...Senior, why not To be tolerant of others is also tolerant of yourself?”

This sentence immediately touched the fisherman.

The fisherman was startled. He followed Song Ciwan's words and murmured: "Tolerating others is also tolerating yourself?"

Song Ciwan smiled slightly and said, "Yes, tolerating oneself is a kind of practice, isn't it?"

The fisherman said: "That's how it should be. I am not a saint, but I have the heart to become a saint. I am not an immortal, but I have the ambition to become an immortal. If you want to become an immortal and a saint, how can you not practice tolerance? In the past 300 years, the viper has He has provoked me countless times, but I have never been angry with him..."

Having said this, the fisherman laughed, his expression relaxed, and he seemed to have regained his previous free and easy attitude: "And today, I am fortunate to have your tolerance, little friend. Therefore, I tolerate others, and others tolerate me, and now I am more tolerant." itself……"

"The snake is a living being, I am a living being, and I am a living being. This wonderful cycle is the wonder of heaven."

The fisherman looked up at the sky and said, "I understand!"

Above the white clouds, there are still white clouds.

Just like there is another heaven outside the sky.

So when the fisherman looked up, he saw more layers of clouds gathering above the sky.In an instant, the clouds gathered, the wind rose, and the thunder was faint.

After a while, thunder, fire and lightning snakes shuttled through the clouds.

The fisherman looked up to the sky and roared, happily saying: "After three hundred years of practice, we are facing the golden elixir tribulation! My little friend, please get away quickly, I am going to overcome the tribulation!"

At the same time, the scales of heaven and earth appeared around Song Ciwan.

On the scale lies a ball of light gold with a subtle red glow: [Human Desire, the joy, gratitude, and excitement of those who seek immortality during the foundation building period, can be sold for three pounds or six taels. 】

The scale of heaven and earth collects the fisherman's Qi and gives an appraisal.

First, the fisherman is identified as a "person."

Somehow, Song Ciwan breathed a sigh of relief.

As for the others, whether they are in the foundation building stage or seeking immortals, there is no problem.

Song Ciwan stepped back slightly, intending to fly ashore before the thunderstorm came down.

However, the strange thing is that at the moment she lifted up her energy and jumped, an inexplicable force of confinement suddenly squeezed out from all directions. Song Ciwan found that she could not leave this ship!