Chapter 17: The Realm of the Night Journey
After the heavy snowfall, it was a few sunny days, the cloudy sky was dispersed, and the night sky were showing sparse dots of stars, but it was far less than the brilliant Milky Way that filled the sky in the summer night.
"The divine soul is stored in the Heavenly Court, which is the home of all the gods and the spiritual platform of all the Buddhas. Think of the heavenly star gas through the top and into, inch by inch deep, and the combination of the soul, the illusion of rebirth, the soul can get cool, hot, hot, sour, and can see the heavenly agaric, and can see the evil ghosts of Cultivation, can see the heavenly female Bodhisattvas, can see the heaven and earth gods, can see the ancient sages, and can feel that has fallen into the cycle of reincarnation, but also feel the battlefield fighting, but also feel the tenderness of soft jade, but also feel that father is strict and mother is kind, and also feel that their own force of force is heavenly, overturning the rivers, and also feel the Rotting all over the body, white bones, this all kinds of illusions, all regardless, guarding the mind, think of the void there is a Buddha, named Amitabha, knot Maitreya Dharma seal, this Buddha for the original face of heaven and earth beings, guarding the idea, not moved by everything, can avoid disasters. Suddenly feel, the gas of the Star of the Sky has touched the soul, to vigorously pull upward, people have the intention of flying up in the day, at this time, they will be a great determination to fix the God, in the body of the sinking and floating, do not really want to go out of the body, all such, all are delusions of grandeur ............... "
At midnight, when no one was around and silence reigned, Hong Yi stood in the middle of his courtyard, looked up at the sparse stars in the sky and took a few deep glances, then closed his eyes and recited the cultivation methods in the scriptures.
After familiarizing himself for a day, he had already roughly read through one of the scriptures within the Maitreya Sutra, the original method of initially growing the divine soul.
After silently sending a reading, he felt that he had completely understood the meaning within this scripture.
The ground is spread on a simple mat, Hong Yi sat on it, and raised his head to look up at the sky, gazing at the silent memory, after half a column of incense, he seems to be all the stars in the sky in his mind, openly closed his eyes again, like the Buddha sitting in the middle of the Maitreya Sutra, hands clasped in front of the abdomen, thumbs opposite each other, knotted the Maitreya Seal.
After closing his eyes, Hong Yi sat quietly and imagined that the stars in the sky were shooting down, pouring in, inch by inch, into his head.
Because Hong Yi had the experience of practicing the "Pagoda Viewing Thoughts", he himself was also able to fix his mind, and when he quieted his mind, there were no distractions, it was not difficult to practice this Maitreya Sutra's method of strengthening the Divine Soul.
At the same time, he had familiarized himself with the Taoist Scriptures, and also knew that the method of divine soul cultivation was basically visualization, using falsehood to make it real.
Although visualizing the Heavenly Star Radiant Infusion was like imagining that one's mouth was filled with plums, there were actually no plums in one's mouth, it was just an illusion.
But this illusion was able to cause all sorts of reactions in the soul and even the body.
Hong Yi sat for an incense stick of time, observing and thinking, gradually entering the state.
In the imagination of the thoughts, all the stars in the sky were flickering from the incomparably distant void, all shooting down infinitely long rays of light, all of which landed on top of one's head, drilling in inch by inch.
False starlight into the brain, only to reach the skin membrane, Hong Yi openly felt the whole body cool, as if bathing in the breeze, the pores of the body are breathing in the air, the whole person floating, incomparable comfort.
Such a comfortable feeling, Hong Yi whole person is a kind of comfortable groaning feeling, this comfortable deep into the bone marrow, as if it is described in the notes of the grass hall in the former dynasty of the Zhou some aristocrats smoking "Fushou cream" in general.
This kind of comfortable feeling, even the mind firm warrior, martial arts master, even innate martial arts master, great masters can not resist the temptation. Hong Yi also had a feeling of intoxication.
Fortunately, he had read the scriptures and knew that visualizing the light of the heavenly star into his brain would produce many visions, the fresh breeze blowing his body and floating in the air was the first feeling.
Just when he was about to be intoxicated, Hong Yi's heart was alerted, and he was open to visualize that a golden Buddha appeared in the starry sky, kind, affectionate, as if he was his former life thousands of lifetimes ago.
This Buddha was exactly the same Buddha painted in the Maitreya Sutra.
The sutra said that by visualizing this Amitabha Buddha, one could suppress all kinds of heart demons and understand one's original face from a thousand lifetimes ago.
Hong Yi, however, knew that what the scripture said was not exaggerated. Because the art of painting this Buddha had condensed all the Buddhist scriptures in it.
Not to mention the Buddha, just the characters drawn, it was already the pinnacle of the Dao of Painting, a realm comparable to the Human Immortal of the Martial Dao and the Yang Shen of the Immortal Dao.
Hong Yi had a feeling that if it was Bai Ziyue who saw this Buddha, he would only be able to go further without practicing the scriptures.
As soon as this Buddha appeared in the starry sky in his mind, immediately! All of Hong Yi's comfortable feelings disappeared and were replaced by a return to sanity.
Heaven and earth were still heaven and earth.
There was also no starlight entering the body, everything was an illusion.
"What a powerful illusion ..... Luckily, I was able to visualize the Maitreya Buddha, otherwise I would have been intoxicated in it. Dangerous."
Hong Yi, however, knew that if he didn't visualize Maitreya Buddha in time just now, I'm afraid that he would really be intoxicated by the feeling of the breeze entering his body and not be able to protect himself, and he might go crazy in the future.
Cultivation of the divine soul to visualize, stillness, wholehearted devotion, true as false, false as true. A heart and soul failure, immediately all the ruin. The danger of cultivation was greater than cultivating martial arts.
"With the experience just now, there is no fear in trying again."
Hong Yi once again fixed his mind, sat in meditation, formed a seal, and internally observed the starlight into his brain.
Sure enough, when observing the starlight once it entered the dermatome, the whole body was surrounded by clear wind again and was comfortable.
Hong Yi has experience, no longer care, try to calm the mind, step by step to continue to observe, sure enough, when the starlight into the brain penetrate the dermal membrane, the illusion and change, but the whole body tingling, headache, followed by sweet and sour and bitter and spicy all kinds of taste surging to the heart.
Hong Yi still tightly guard the mind.
Suddenly, another feeling, in front of the evil ghosts, Cultivation of the night fork, the devil surrounded on all sides, well every one of them are going to jump up to eat people and drink blood.
Hong Yi seems to have fallen into the Cultivation of Hell, ears seem to be heard a variety of harsh screams, surrounded by endless.
He did not pay attention to it, and tightly guarded his mind.
Suddenly another change, such as falling into the gentle countryside, beautiful women like clouds, the wonderful place is hidden, entangled mian tenderness, light song and dance.
Hong Yi withstood the temptation.
Suddenly changed again, killing on all sides, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, in the battlefield in the jungle of swords and guns.
Hong Yi once again tightly guarded.
Suddenly, his whole body rotting, crawling with flies, mosquitoes and maggots, section of white bone exposed.
Hong Yi is still tightly guarded, the heart instantly realized what is called the impermanence of life and death, the horror of the heart to go.
The illusion of a hundred changes, suddenly:
Boom!
The starlight of the visualization seems to be combined with his own soul, Hong Yi felt the heavenly void, the underworld came from the irresistible force, pulling his own soul out of the body, floating toward the sky.
This feeling is very real and very good, as if the seeker who has gone through a thousand hardships and overcome nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties has finally passed the last hurdle, and lifted up his haze and ascended to the heavens.
Hong Yi's divine soul couldn't help but let this strong force tear away from his body, wanting to float towards the sky.
At this critical juncture, suddenly, the starry sky appeared again that seems to be his past life of the Buddha.
The soul that wanted to separate from the body and fly up to the sky was calmed down at once.
After Hong Yi came to his senses, he broke out in a cold sweat.
"So the illusion of the last level is that powerful! Indeed, after going through ten thousand hardships and thousands of trials and tribulations, finally reaching the destination, no one can control the desire to soar to the heavens. Even a saint."
Hong Yi knew that if he had really had his divine soul come out of his shell just now and floated up to the heavens, he would have already had his soul scattered by now. Even if he had cultivated to the level of a Ghost Immortal, and his soul floated up to the very high heavens, he would still be blown away by the wind in one go.
That last feeling of flying up to the sky was an illusion of the last level.
Hong Yi sat down again and tried this door of visualization again.
This time with more experience, it was easy to overcome the illusion again, Hong Yi once again tried that feeling of the heavenly force tugging his soul to fly up out of his body.
So he struggled to do battle with this force.
It felt like the soul was sinking and floating in his body, as if he was a drowning person struggling.
Finally, Hong Yi was exhausted, and with a bang, his thoughts were all scattered, and his whole body had a feeling of sleeping immediately.
He knew that his divine soul had consumed too much, as if he was reading and thinking excessively.
"I can't just sleep inside the courtyard, or I'll freeze to death."
Strongly supporting himself, Hong Yi almost crawled into the room, lay down on the bed, covered with the quilt the whole person immediately went to sleep. Entered a deep sleep.
To the point where the person was dreamless.
Once he woke up, it was already a big daybreak.
Bright sunlight came in through the window. Hong Yi only felt that the mind was agile, the whole body was so refreshing that he wanted to sing.
For four or five nights in a row, Hong Yi practiced the thought of Contemplation from the Maitreya Sutra.
Suddenly, on this night, Hong Yi burned a stick of incense inside his room, and occasionally tried the Divine Soul coming out of its shell.
Just as soon as he came out of his shell and came into contact with the outside world, Hong Yi had the feeling that a person who had just learned to swim had seen water and had a strong desire to go into the water and take a dip.
In the Taoist scriptures, Bai Ziyue also said that after the soul out of the shell, this kind of desire is to the realm of night swimming.
Hong Yi tried to put the soul out of the range of incense.
Sure enough, there is no longer that feeling of powerlessness and coldness, but rather a kind of free swimming comfort.
Interested, Hong Yi's soul drifted out of the door.
Night wandering!
Finally cultivated to the realm of night wandering.
