Chapter 8: Downward Spirit Out of the Shell
Compared to the Martial Scripture, the Taoist Scripture was a much more esoteric book.
Throughout the book are some mysterious and mysterious theories, and most of them are about morality, precepts. Warns if is a monk, how to be free of distractions, can not be born out of evil intentions, but also to comply with a variety of precepts, such as loyalty to the emperor, patriotism, not chaotic transmission of the law, do not show the immortal arts, not to do wrong, there are a lot of karma and so on things.
Hong Yi skimmed over all these. Because he knew that the ancient Taoist Immortal Arts did not have these things. These precepts, morality and so on, are the Taoist faction in order to rely on the imperial power, and mixed with the reasoning of the readers into it.
Readers reasoning, Hong Yi read the melon mess familiar, also do not need to review, he now wants to see, is the ancient Taoist Immortal Art cultivation of the essence of the meaning. In his opinion, these morals, precepts are specious, and orthodox scriptures and righteousness have differences, read it also has no effect, after all, it is a mixed four like.
Read more books, naturally remove the rough parts. So Hong Yi read the book very quickly.
"Huh, Pagoda Viewing Out of the Shell Method? Bathing, warping hands, and reciting scriptures? Incantations? Hand gestures? These methods are able to fix the mind? And then the soul comes out of the shell?"
Just as Hong Yi watched on at a glance, suddenly, a cultivation method that took up a long space imprinted into his eyes.
The cultivation method recorded in the text was complicated. It was called the Pagoda Viewing Out of the Shell Method.
It was the method of taking the divine soul out of the shell, the first thing was to take a bath, tidy up the body, then sit quietly, recite incantations, pinch the hands and wait for the bottom of one's heart side to quiet down, then visualize that there were seven layers of extremely high pagodas, while one stomped up step by step, and at the highest level suddenly made a leap upwards. The spirit then leaves the shell.
The incantations on it were so complicated and the gestures were so complex that it made one's head spin just to look at it, and one could imagine that it would take a very long time to cultivate it.
"What a complicated incantation, gesture. But ......."
Even with Hong Yi seeing these hand techniques, incantations, and in those incantations, there were some precepts of reasoning. Just thinking about it makes his head feel big. It was simply impossible to memorize and cultivate.
"Hm?" Hong Yi suddenly remembered a passage of discussion in the Grass Hall notes.
"The Way is simple, those Taoist priests prefer to create complicated hand techniques and incantations. In fact, bathing, reciting incantations, and hand recitations are all a method to quiet the mind, and once a scholar sits down, his mind is naturally as quiet as water, so he doesn't need those things at all."
After thinking about this, a wave of clarity came to Hong Yi's mind. The corners of his mouth showed a smile.
There was a table next to the stone room, and on top of the table, there was a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Hong Yi sat on the stool in front of the table, filling water and grinding ink, listening to the "Huohuo, Huohuo, Huohuo ...." Listening to the sound of ink grinding, his mood gradually settled down.
After settling down, Hong Yi spread out the paper and wrote three words in a row on the paper, "Jing".
In between writing, his demeanor was peaceful.
Although Hong Yi couldn't do the realm of those great scholars who could be as quiet as water when they sat down, he could achieve a quiet mood through a series of actions such as grinding ink and writing.
After settling down. Hong Yi closed his eyes and visualized that there were seven layers of pagodas above his head, and when he stomped to the top layer, he suddenly made a vigorous leap!
"Huh? There was no divine soul out of its shell? Is it still fine?"
Hong Yi imagined that after a leap, he opened his eyes, but did not find any abnormality, he was still himself, pinched his hand, and still felt it.
The surroundings did not change as a result.
"How come the divine soul can't get out of its shell? Could it be that there is still something critical? Could it be ....."
Hong Yi once again quieted his mind and settled down, tried once, and it still didn't work.
So he fell into contemplation.
"Stomp on the pagoda and leap out ..... The key place should be here ......" Hong Yi enumerated the method of this practice.
"There it is ...."
Hong Yi's heart suddenly flashed with clarity.
He closed his eyes and remembered the time when he was a child and followed his mother to stomp on the first tower of Yujing City, the "Bao Yue Tower".
There were a total of thirteen floors in the "Treasure Moon Tower", and one by one, one by one, one could almost overlook the Jade Capital. At that time, his mother held his hand, to the top of the building, the wind blew, looking at the pedestrians below only fist size, a dizzy, legs soft.
"It's this feeling ....."
Hong Yi said in his heart, "A leap of faith, a leap of faith ......"
Although it was a false impression, Hong Yi still shuddered as he recalled his childhood, and suddenly, he put his heart in the right place and violently leapt upwards! The whole person leapt into the downstairs!
Boom!
Heaven and earth were no longer heaven and earth!
Just this thought of a leap, false impression in the midst of jumping off the cliff, Hong Yi steeply felt his body a light, as if lightly floating up. The scene in front of him is still the scene, all four sides of the book, all four sides of the stone cave.
However, the only difference was!
Hong Yi, however, saw his own body!
To be precise, his entire body floated lightly, without a bit of weight above his head, and saw his own body.
His own body's breathing was weak, and his eyes were tightly closed, as if he was asleep, and as if he had fainted to death.
"One's soul has left one's body!"
A thought rose up in Hong Yi's mind.
Hong Yi was not panicked as his thoughts spun, "Rumor has it that people with weak bodies are able to have their souls leave their bodies at night in their sleep. It's not a big deal."
Looking around, the scenery was as usual, he used his hand to flip through the book, but realized that his soul could not flip through the book at all, obviously, the divine soul is a formless and qualitative thought.
At a glance.
There was no shadow under the lamp either, as if it didn't exist at all.
Shapeless and massless.
"Is it a dream or is the divine soul out of its shell?"
Hong Yi was again wondering if he was dreaming and falling asleep.
Because in sleep, it also sometimes happens that one sees one's own body.
However, the sleep was all unconscious, that is, for a moment, and it was simply too late for one to experience it. But now it is artificial. One can experience the feeling of jumping the thoughts of the divine soul out of the body.
This feeling, very subtle. Unbelievable.
Hoo-hoo! Hoo hoo!
Suddenly, a gust of intense cold blew in from outside the stone room.
Being blown by the wind, Hong Yi felt that he was standing naked in the middle of the icy sky and snow. He was so cold that he was shivering and was about to move to death at any moment!
At the same time, he seemed like a drowning man who fell into the water and could not swim had fallen into the middle of the ocean and was about to perish at any time.
Helpless, powerless.
It felt very difficult and horrible.
"No wonder, inside the scriptures, it is said that the physical body is a treasure raft to cross the sea of suffering, so it turns out that when the divine soul is separated from the physical body, it is like a person who is separated from the boat and falls into the sea, so terrifying!"
At this moment, this was the only thought in Hong Yi's head, eagerly returning to his body.
The divine soul coming out of its shell was not a simple thing, it was actually this dangerous outside!
However, one could not move at all, it was as if one was freezing, drowning and being swept into a whirlpool, exhausted.
Sanity gradually blurred.
"The divine soul coming out of the shell turned out to be this dangerous ......." Hong Yi felt like his soul was going to fly away.
