Omniscient and Almighty

Chapter 863 Kowtow
After advancing to the ground level and becoming a monk in the Qi Entraining Realm, Xu Yishan suddenly understood a lot of things.

I understand why there are so many acquaintances and strangers inside and outside the family, why they were so envious, jealous, and hated towards him in the past, and even those who have good relations with their parents or their own, are also so jealous, and secretly create a gap.

Indeed, to become a disciple of the Heaven Rank is too...

Xu Yishan couldn't describe it.

At the age of over a hundred years, standing at the starting point of the ground, his life seems to be reset to zero and start from scratch.

Ahead, the road is long.

That's far from being a qualification.

In the past, inside and outside the family, there were so many people who mocked him, and so many people who comforted him, but at this age, none of them has been promoted to the lower rank!

Even after another fifty or one hundred years, no more than ten people will be promoted to the earth rank.

And those who have advanced to the ranks are not the same as the ranks he entered.

The other person has worked so hard to advance to the earth, and his strength has been exhausted. Even if the unexhausted potential has already been used up, most of the potential has already been consumed. Next, in the growth of the years, the rest of the strength will slowly grow along with it. Slowly stumbling forward.

How long can you stagger?

Twelve out of ten, can be promoted to the middle of the prefecture level.

Twelve out of a hundred, you can enter the high level of the earth.

That's it, nothing more.

And what about Xu Yishan?
But it seems as if he had a good sleep, he is refreshed, and his whole body is full of energy, which needs to be exerted urgently.

The teacher is waiting there.

His promotion and entrainment caused some commotion, and the teacher regarded it as protecting the Dharma for him.

After nearly 30 years, the teacher's form and spirit are as same as yesterday, but Xu Yishan himself seems to be 30 years younger than 30 years ago.

30 years ago, he was almost middle-aged.

At this time, he was nearly middle-aged.

If he puts on a shy face and wears younger clothes, then he is a young man!

Of course, it's not just about looking young.

Inside, just as young!
It is no secret that all successful monks live younger and younger as they live. Of course, even in middle and high-grade families, there are not many such people.

Xu Yishan, after taking this step, can be regarded as one of them.

But he can only be called "young", not "young".

The real young man is his teacher.

The master and the apprentice stood together, just from the appearance, they looked like brothers.

Xu Yishan is a brother.

His teacher is younger brother.

However, this is only based on appearance, and appearance can never be separated from God.In terms of God, Xu Yishan is still unable to see the back of the teacher's neck at all.

"Master!" Xu Yishan prostrated himself on the ground.

"good."

The teacher used these two words, as well as the superficial praise, to conclude his 30 years, and probably also to conclude his entire practice.

What a Tianjie said was good, it was really good.

And if you consider that the teacher has never really evaluated him once before, then this "good" at this time is simply overwhelming.

It's still the same cabin, and it's still by the campfire.

In the past, the teacher used to do the barbecue. This time, Xu Yishan used the skills he honed sporadically over the past 30 years to cook snow for wine and animals for food. Although humble but sincere, he dedicated it to his teacher.

Master and apprentice share.

In this area, there are four hundred days a year, and more than 260 days are snow seasons. At this moment, the outside of the cabin is still the same as before, with large flakes of snow floating.

If it is not cleaned, the door of the cabin will be completely sealed by snow in only three or four days.

In the past 30 years, during Xu Yishan's meditation, he has been snow-covered in the house countless times. Of course, considering his cultivation base, this is not a problem.

"Yishan, how do you feel?" the teacher asked.

As in previous years.

The teacher has asked this question twice.

After Jin entered Tongmai, the teacher asked once; after Jin entered enlightenment, the teacher asked again.

And this time, it was the third time.

The first two times, Xu Yishan said "yes".

This time, instead of looking at the snow outside the window, Xu Yishan looked directly at his teacher, Xu Yishan pondered for a while, and said: "Master, if you hadn't accepted me as a disciple back then, the disciple would not have what he is today."

The teacher smiled.

"Yes, indeed."

"It was your chance that you were accepted as my disciple."

"And you, me, and all the monks in this world can practice and move forward along this supreme avenue. This is our common opportunity, and it is also an opportunity given to us by this world."

"Come on, let's go outside."

the teacher said.

Xu Yishan followed, just like almost a hundred years ago, when he was accepted as a disciple by his teacher at the age of nine.

dance to tune.

Inside and outside the house, the teacher seems to be two people.

The inside of the house is very gentle, while the outside of the house is not strict, but like the sky and the earth, the majestic and expanding momentum seems to make the whole world quiet for a while.

The next moment, Xu Yishan realized that it was not as if.

The wind stopped.

Snow, live.

Surroundings, whether far or near, there is no sound.

Xu Yishan could only hear his own heartbeat and the sound of blood flowing quietly in his body.

thump, thump.

Although weak, it is also strong.

Although small, it is unique.

In just a moment, Xu Yishan was "dragged" by the teacher into an inexplicable situation, and his body and mind were in a strange state.

"Today there is a monk Mo Tiankui, for his disciple Xu Yishan, presiding over the ceremony of three worships and nine knocks. The sky is high and the soil is deep, and we can learn from it."

"Xu Yishan!"

A plain but solemn voice resounded between heaven and earth.

Xu Yishan's scalp was numb.

The whole body is trembling.

Not panic, not fear, not fear, not fear.

But it was an inexplicable trembling, from body to heart.

At that moment, there seemed to be some kind of mysterious power, in the body and in the mind, repeatedly impacting and reverberating, so that Xu Yishan felt like he was about to fall to the ground because of his unsteady standing.

"One apprenticeship! The dignity of the teacher!"

Xu Yishan staggered out, facing his teacher, prostrating himself to the ground.

One bow and three knocks.

"Second obeisance to the earth! The land is like the sea!"

Without any instructions, Xu Yishan seemed to have received instructions from his teacher, as well as from heaven and earth, and turned to the south spontaneously.

One bow and three knocks.

"Three prayers to heaven! God's grace is mighty!"

Xu Yishan turned to the north, and made the last prostration and prostration.

At this point, the ceremony of three bows and nine knocks came to an end.

And after prostrating three times and knocking down nine times, Xu Yishan stood up and stood there completely stunned.

Inexplicable power surged in his body, and countless auras burst out in his mind, and he just stood there with his hands down, entering a kind of great samadhi.

The snow fell again.

It quickly covered Xu Yishan's whole body, and then continued to fall.

One day, two days, three days...

The standing figure first turned into a snowman, then turned into a snowdrift, and then directly became an undulation in the snowy field that was the same as it was.

"Master's dignity."

"The land is like the sea."

"God's grace is mighty."

In the thatched cottage, Xu Yishan held a brush in his hand and slowly wrote these words on the paper, writing with his hand and writing in his heart.

And his whole person seemed to have returned to the day.

Once again, the body and mind were immersed in the inexplicable and mysterious state of that day.

(End of this chapter)