Practicing "whatever you want" is not a safe thing.

More than once Pan Long lost his mind during his practice, feeling that he had become transcendent and wanted to integrate with the world.

If Bi Lingkong hadn't always watched carefully, he would not dare to relax at all, and would wake him up immediately as soon as he found out that he had a tendency to be distracted. I'm afraid he would have lost himself long ago and become a part of the whole world.

"This situation is called materialization, which is something that our Confucians do strongly avoid." Bi Lingkong explained to him, "On the contrary, the Taoist sect can use this state to a certain extent."

"Integrating into the world means losing oneself, and it can be considered dead. Can this state have a good effect?" Pan Long asked curiously.

"The Taoist sect has a way, called 'Everything and I, no right or wrong'. The core idea of ​​this way is to master the common points between everything and everything, and not distinguish between each other. Xiaozhuang can be me, Biwu, Biwu can be Mr. Li, Mr. Li can be a bastard Zhao... Anyway, all sentient beings are born from Tao, and they will eventually return to Tao. From the perspective of "Tao", there is actually no difference between all things."

“…what is that good?”

"I am not very clear about the benefits of cultivation. After all, I am not a disciple of the Taoist sect." Bi Lingkong said, "But I am very familiar with the benefits of magical powers. The most famous magical power of Taoist sect, "Change Ruyi" was evolved from this path."

"Seventy-two changes?" Pan Long immediately thought of Sun Wukong.

"It's almost the same, it's all." Bi Lingkong nodded.

"Is there any change technique in Confucianism?" Pan Long asked.

Bi Lingkong shook his head and said seriously: "I, Confucianism, pay attention to being upright, how could I use the style of re-improvement?"

Pan Long was solemn and was about to exclaim a few words, but she said, "But the art of change is one of our monsters' skills, and of course I know it too. A Ci and many others learned this from me back then. It was so interesting to change over and over again. Even if they were criticized by the Master, everyone would go in their left ear and out of their right ear."

Pan Long laughed silently, not expecting that the sages of the Confucian sect would be so interesting.

"Do you want to learn the art of change? This requires a relatively high foundation, and you may not be able to learn it now." Bi Lingkong said, "In your current situation, you can only learn to change men and women, age and age, beauties and ugly. As for changing birds and fish, wind and clouds, mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars... those all require very advanced cultivation. Even if I am at the top of the sky, I can only turn into a mountain and a river, or a star in the sky. If you make me become the sun and the moon, I can't do it for the time being."

She sighed: "The art of change seems to be just a game of play, but it is a proof of one's own cultivation. The deeper one's cultivation level can become something that is far from one's own, and there is no water mixed with it."

Pan Long naturally wanted to learn the art of change, but Bi Lingkong said that he could not learn it now.

"You can only learn the art of change when you practice 'from your heart' to a small realm of success, and you can avoid the disaster of materialization. Now you can easily lead to the inability to distinguish between things and me, and even make mistakes in your existence. It is quite good to treat yourself as a cat and a dog. If you treat yourself as a tree or a stone, it would be miserable!"

So Pan Long focused on learning to "do whatever he wants", spending at least fifteen or sixteen hours a day sitting in the woods, striving to extract the true self in the chaos and chaos, so that the true self can return to himself smoothly.

Once you practice, it took several months.

This kind of practice is quite boring, but he finds it very interesting.

Observing the world from the perspective of the true self is a very wonderful feeling. When the true self looks at everything, it will wipe away all the cover and point directly to the essence of everything. Although there is nothing special in the woods and at first glance there is no difference, in the true self's eyes, everything is emitting a subtle light, and that light is the embodiment of their essence.

After he had some achievements in his cultivation, Bi Lingkong took him to the town and asked him to try to escape from his true self and observe society with the real self in the town, where there was a dense crowd.

I don’t know if I don’t look at it, but I’m shocked when I see it. When Pan Long observed the crowd from the perspective of the true self, he saw that the crowd was full of turbid air, and most of the travelers coming and going were full of bad luck, and many people were even plagued by black air, looking unlucky.

He was shocked and looked at the storefronts in various places, but saw that most of the shops were also very unlucky. The one with the most unlucky one was the yamen in the town. It was not only dark, but also full of tragic blood, which was like a scene in a horror movie.

"What's going on?" he asked in surprise.

Bi Lingkong sighed: "What else can happen? The building is about to collapse, and the Great Xia Dynasty is almost over."

Although she was talking about the happy event of her enemy's failure, there was no joy on her face, but she was a little worried: "Where can you finish the eggs when the nest is destroyed? Next, it may be another chaotic period of the Warring States Period. I don't know how many years it will take to fight to create a unified world again... How many of the pedestrians on this street, these big and small shops, can survive until that time?"

She shook her head and said very bleakly: "Wen Er once wrote a poem saying 'Rise, the people suffer; the people suffer, the people suffer.' Zhao Da criticized that 'Rise is better than the destruction. It is better to be a peaceful dog than a person in troubled times'. Then Wen Er asked, 'Would you like to live as a dog or to die as a person', and Zhao Da was speechless. I also thought Wen Er had a reasonable point at the time, but now looking back, for Dousheng, it is actually happier to live as a dog instead of being a dog, right?"

Pan Long didn't know what to say, so he could only remain silent.

Bi Lingkong sighed for a long time, with a solemn expression and said, "But even so, I will try my best to be an enemy of the Daxia Dynasty and avenge the Confucian clan. It is natural for me to die. Even if many people will die, even if they will harm innocent people, it is because the Daxia Dynasty itself refuses to atone for its sins. It is wrong, not me!"

Pan Long nodded: "If you let the villain go because it will harm the people, it will only let the latecomers follow suit. Therefore, no matter how expensive it is, the evil must be eliminated. Only in this way can you shock the latecomers - just like a bandit takes hostages, you must never compromise with them. Even if it will cause hostages, you must catch the bandits!"

"Well, although you are not old, your knowledge is not bad." Bi Lingkong said with satisfaction, "In this world, right and wrong, good and evil are far more important than life and death. Therefore, a gentleman sacrifices his life for righteousness, and seeks survival without giving up righteousness. Because only 'righteousness' can guide sentient beings to move in the right direction, and the destruction and erasure of 'righteousness' is the greatest sin in the world!"

In the next period of time, Pan Long practiced "whatever he wanted" in the town. It took several months for him to gradually enter summer. He finally achieved success in his studies, and was able to quickly display his "true self" and recover it smoothly after it is displayed, so as not to become materialized.

"At this point, it's almost done," said Bi Lingkong. "The next thing is to accumulate slowly. Only when you accumulate enough can you learn other subsequent things."

Pan Long nodded and asked, "Are you leaving?"

"Yes, I am a carefree guest in this world, like duckweed and sent to the world. Over the years, I have rarely stayed in the same place for more than a month. This time I stayed for so long to teach you something. Now that you have learned almost, I will of course leave and restore my free life in the past."

Pan Long hesitated for a moment and asked, "When will I see you again?"

"Who knows?" Bi Lingkong smiled, "Maybe three or five days, maybe three or five months, maybe three or five years, maybe decades... Maybe—"

"It doesn't matter if you have decades." Pan Long interrupted her, "Maybe I will learn very quickly and learn everything I want in a few years. Then I will ask you to learn more Confucian supernatural powers."

Bi Lingkong smiled slightly: "Okay, if there really is such a day, I will be very happy."

As she said that, she jumped and turned into a bird with red feathers, spreading her wings and flew away soon.

Pan Long stood there, watching her float away, and stopped for a long time.

He turned around and walked towards the other side until her figure was so far away that he could not see it at all.

The world is long, there is still a long way to go, and there are still many things to do. As long as everyone can be safe, there will naturally be a day to meet again in the future.

But... before that, he has to make some achievements.

Otherwise, if you see each other again, and you are still an unknown person, wouldn’t you lose the face of the “successor of Yiwu”?

"The successor of Yiwu... sounds like a second-hand dealer in small commodity business..." Pan Long murmured in a low voice, but he couldn't help laughing.

"Where will we go next?"

After thinking for a while, Pan Long suddenly felt his heart moved.

"Calculate the time. If you go to Tongtianjiang now, you might be able to catch up with the treasure hunt?"

Ren Fengtao from the Giant Whale Gang once talked to him that there was a treasure on the Tongtian River, and the treasure might open every day on the summer solstice. The jade pendant he got from his grandfather is likely to be related to this treasure.

"I remember when I left home, my grandfather said that I asked me to use "treasure hunting" as an excuse. The casual jokes at that time might be a hint of fate in the dark, right?"

He thought so and made up his mind.

Although Ren Fengtao's pigeon has been released for a long time, it is natural to take two or three years to prepare for such a big thing as treasure hunt.

In the past few years, I have learned a lot, and when I meet again, I will definitely surprise the fat man Ren Fengtao.

Even if there are any accidents, traps, or even anyone with conspiracy during the treasure hunt, you can handle it with your current skills.

So he found a hotel with good conditions, took a good rest, changed his clothes, dressed like a rich young man, hired a carriage and headed towards Yizhou in the north.

He is now located in the eastern part of Yunzhou. From Yunzhou to Yizhou, he takes 30 to 40 days to take a carriage. Mainly because there are mountains and rivers blocking it in many places, and it requires a detour.

Pan Long took a carriage for two days before he discovered this situation.

He was speechless and was very dissatisfied with the transportation conditions in the Jiuzhou World.

When he went to the next town and paid for the car hire, he simply changed his clothes to "a lone swordsman A Fei" and compared the map to determine his current location, and went straight toward Yizhou to cross mountains and ridges.

Pan Long spent four or five hours climbing up a mountain, then pursed his mysterious skills on the top of the mountain and jumped.

In the air, he spread his clothes as a paraglider. He was like a huge bat, gliding towards the north. When the height dropped, he slapped his palm down and used the power of the palm wind to rise again.

Taking the air route like this finally avoided the winding and bent road in Yunzhou. It took only five or six days to reach the Yunzhou border and saw the Wujing Mountain shaped like a human hand.

But this time, he had no intention of walking on the mountain road. He made himself fly higher and higher, higher than the clouds, and glided northward on the peaks and among the clouds.

Not long after he flew, he suddenly saw a gust of wind coming towards him. The black air was rippling in the wind, and it was obvious that it was not a good place to come.

Pan Long hurriedly descended, circled two circles, and landed on the ground. But he saw a big bird with three heads, staring at him fiercely in the black wind.

Seeing him landing, the bird did not rush to attack, but hovered around him, making sharp and hoarse screams, which sounded like bad intentions.

Pan Long smiled and pulled out the Break Chou Sword. His true energy activates, and a golden sword light lit up on the blade.

The big bird looked at him viciously, and after a while, he screamed and turned around and flew away.

Pan Long laughed, put away his knife, and left.

"I remember when I was in Zhongnan Mountain, facing a similar ferocious bird, Afeng and I were so scared that we didn't even dare to sleep. But today, this bird looked more ferocious than the last time, but in the end it ran away by itself."

Recalling the past, Pan Long couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"In life, you still have to rely on your fists to speak. Strength is the foundation of your life!"

As he said, calculating the distance, he was too lazy to climb to the top of the mountain to glide, crossing the mountains and ridges, and heading towards the north.

The rugged and bumpy hillsides for him are now almost as if they were walking on flat ground. He walked among the mountains, jumping like flying, and even the most agile monkey could not compare with him.

The steep cliff can be climbed up lightly; the dense forest can jump directly on the canopy of big trees; the turbulent river can jump suddenly, and simply jump over it in one go.

For him today, there are almost no "natural dangers" in the world.

Perhaps, only those towering peaks and cliffs are a little troublesome...

Pan Long sighed while rushing to the road, feeling happy.
Chapter completed!