But he felt that only those who possess supernatural powers but don't use them, and have them but let them go, are the true enlightened monks.

"My lord, you have been thinking too much recently. Make tea with the divine water, and it will be very effective." Jiang Yuwan lifted the jasper altar, opened the stopper, poured some divine water into the furnace, and started to make tea.

After the tea was ready, the three of them sat in a small pavilion and drank tea.

The sun sets over the mountains and the cold comes.

Holding a cup of hot tea and sipping it, taking a sip of hot tea to drive away the chill is a great enjoyment.

The three of them felt calm and peaceful at this moment.

"The sacred fruit is indeed a sacred water, and its reputation is well-deserved." Cao Yufang smiled and said: "Two princesses, I will ask for a jar of sacred water from the monk Fakong every day, so there is no need to send people to Mingyue Medicine House to snatch it."

"Will the holy monk agree?"

"Yes." Cao Yufang intuitively agreed that Fa Kong would agree.

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Fakong has been pondering the philosophy of Fayan Sect.

The foundation of Fayan Sect is to enter concentration and enter the Dharma Realm in concentration, thereby gaining the power of the Dharma Realm to use the Dharma Words.

But entering concentration is a slow and hard work.

The first level is to purify the mind.

An impure mind will become an obstacle to entering concentration.

After the mind calms down, various thoughts will pop up, interrupting the way to further enter concentration.

A pure heart is filled with repentance and good deeds.

When can you cleanse away the negative thoughts in your heart and make your heart as bright and upright as glass and the rising sun, then you can start practicing meditation.

If your heart is not pure, then there is no need to waste your efforts.

Fakong shook his head and smiled bitterly.

He felt that those suitable for practicing this skill were probably the disciples of the Holy Sect of Light.

Even the disciples of the Holy Sect of Light may not be able to practice it. It is almost impossible to purify a heart so bright and without any dross.

No wonder Fayan Sect has cut off its inheritance.

The requirements are too high, really too high.

The bright sunshine in the morning shone on Nantian Peak and on Xu Qingluo and his group, and Fakong was also with them.

He stood aside and watched Xu Qingluo, Chu Ling, Zhou Yang, Zhou Yu and others skiing, holding on to the tree trunk and breathing the cool air.

Fu Qinghe stood behind him, motionless.

The laughter of Xu Qingluo and others could be heard in my ears, and bursts of laughter floated in Nantian Peak.

Lin Feiyang appeared beside him in a flash: "Abbott, we are almost ready and can open the altar at any time."

Fa Kong nodded.

Lin Feiyang said: "This blessing ceremony should be very relaxed. No one dares to make trouble again, right?"

Fakong smiled.

Lin Feiyang said: "Is there anyone who doesn't have a good eye? I should have killed the chickens three times before to scare the monkeys. Who is still stupid?"

"Never underestimate anyone's courage and courage." Fakong said, "There are always those who are not afraid of death."

"If you are looking for death, then let them do it!" Lin Feiyang snorted.

"How's the observation from King Ming?" Fakong asked casually.

Half of his mind was still focused on purifying the mind. After much deliberation, he still couldn't practice it.

My thoughts are thick, a bit thicker than those of ordinary people, and the source is the accumulation of two lives.

The longer you live, the more dust and dirt your soul accumulates.

This is a natural law and unavoidable.

Even though there are Medicine Buddha statues, even though there are mind-purifying mantras, and even though there are profound Buddhist teachings, there is no way to completely clean away these dirt.

I'm afraid I really can't pass this level.
Chapter completed!