Wang Lin's eyes were calm, but his heart was cautious. This person was really strange. He didn't have any spiritual energy in his body. At first glance, he looked like a mortal, but how could a mortal see through his identity? Wang Lin's expression didn't change as he cupped his fists and said: "I'm from the mountains, so I don't have a name. Just call me Daniu."
The man's eyes revealed a strange light. He looked at Wang Lin with interest and smiled: "Brother Daniu, why don't you sit down? Wouldn't it be unfortunate for us to discuss dao in this rainy night?"
Wang Lin smiled and nodded his head. He sat cross-legged on the ground and flipped his right hand. A wine jug appeared and he drank a mouthful of it.
Wang Lin didn't have much of this fruit wine left after the change of the four sects. So he didn't drink as much as he could.
The man laughed and sat down as well. He said: "Brother Daniu's cultivation is amazing. If I didn't see the anchor, then you should have reached the realm of soul locking and there's hope for cloud thunder."
Wang Lin's heart skipped a beat and he became even more vigilant towards this person. However, he remained calm on the surface and avoided the topic with a smile.
At this time, not far away, a few strong men beside Huang Huo, one of them laughed loudly and said, "What nonsense are you two talking about? We don't understand a word of it. What soul-locking conception? Cloud and thunder? Are you crazy?
Mo Zhi smiled and said: "You are right. The word 'crazy' is very well used. If it wasn't crazy, then it would be very difficult to comprehend the laws of the heavens. If it wasn't crazy, then who would seek the art of immortality? This is the meaning of the saying 'if the heavens want something, then they must have desires'."
The man next to the fire frowned and scolded: "You really are crazy. I don't understand a single word."
Mo Zhi laughed and shook his head. He looked at Wang Lin and said: "Brother Daniu, do you understand?"
Wang Lin revealed a faint smile and said: "I don't understand brother's words, but I think that the word 'crazy' is not good. Why don't you use the word 'crazy'?"
Mo Zhi's eyes lit up and he smiled: "Good!
The word "infatuation" was very good!
People of my generation, if we don't have infatuation, we definitely won't be able to cultivate to fruition, to fulfill the Heavenly Dao and lose our lives! "
Wang Lin drank a mouthful of wine and smiled without saying a word.
Mo Zhi looked at Wang Lin. His eyes suddenly revealed a hint of confusion and emptiness.
When their eyes met, Wang Lin's heart skipped a beat. His right hand silently reached for the storage bag on his waist.
A long time later, the confusion in Mo Zhi's eyes gradually disappeared.
"Just now … where … were we?"
Wang Lin frowned and stared at the man.
At this time, not far away, several burly men by the fire pole had been listening to the conversation. The man who spoke before laughed in spite of himself and said, "Turns out he really is a madman."
Mo Zhi sighed and smiled at Wang Lin, "Forget it. Forget it. I am Mo Zhi, how should I address you?"
Wang Lin's brows locked even tighter. A brief moment later, he shook his head and smiled. He took a mouthful of wine and said, "Daniu J."
Nodding his head, Mo Zhi looked at the rainy night outside and praised, "The beauty of a rainy night lies in its artistic conception and endless life. When the flowers and grass absorb the moisture, the death intent will slowly fade away. This is the beauty of a rainy night, and also the taste of life."
Wang Lin turned his head and looked outside the temple. The sound of water splashing could be heard. Occasionally, there would be Thunder flashing across the sky, instantly illuminating the outside.
The bonfire in the temple flickered between light and darkness, illuminating the surroundings.
Just like between life and death, the darkness and darkness seemed to contain the Heavenly Dao of Life and Death.
Light was life, darkness was death. As the light flickered, life and death intertwined.
"What is life?" Wang Lin asked in a soft voice.
This question had puzzled him for a long time.
Mo Zhi withdrew his gaze and pointed at the bonfire with a smile.
"This fire is life!"
Wang Lin was silent as he looked at the flickering fire and slowly said, "Why?"
Mo Zhi smiled as he looked at the bonfire and slowly said, "I don't know what life is, but I've often heard mortals say, 'Light fire, light fire.'
I believe this fire is life. "
"You're crazy!"
This time, the men around the bonfire all looked at Wang Lin and Mo Zhi with a strange expression.
This fire is life … Wang Lin gradually understood, but he didn't seem to understand. After a moment of silence, he asked, "What is death?"
Just when Mo Zhi was about to speak, his eyes suddenly revealed a lost expression. After a long time, he looked around in a daze.
"Where … were we … before?"
Before Wang Lin could speak, one of the men beside the bonfire immediately said, "He just asked you what death is!"
Mo Zhi apologetically looked at Wang Lin and hesitated for a moment before asking, "I believe brother already knows my name. How should I address brother?"
Similarly, before Wang Lin could speak, another man beside the bonfire smiled and said, "His name is Daniu!"
Mo Zhi's eyes became even more apologetic as he said, "Ever since I comprehended the Heavenly Dao, my memory has been deteriorating. Brother Daniu, please forgive me."
Wang Lin's expression didn't change, but his heart trembled. He hesitated for a moment before asking, "What realm did brother comprehend?"
Directly asking someone's realm was a taboo, but Mo Zhi didn't mind. Instead, his eyes became even more confused as he slowly said, "Forget realm …"
"Hey, you still haven't said what death is. Go on, it's interesting." One of the men beside the bonfire urged.
Mo Zhi's eyes became even more confused as he muttered, "What is death … death is death. If a person dies, then they die. If their heart dies, then they forget … this is death."
Wang Lin's heart trembled. These words were like a bolt of lightning that immediately swept across his heart, blowing away the fog of life and death.
Death is death. If a person dies, then they die. If their heart dies, then they forget … Mo Zhi's eyes became empty as he looked around. His right hand casually pointed at a puddle outside the temple and muttered, "Today, there is rootless water descending. The water in this puddle is life. He says rootless water is lost. The water in this puddle is death. There is no life, no flow. This is the so-called dead water!"
Then his right hand pointed again. This time, it was the bodies of the men beside the bonfire. The emptiness in his eyes became even stronger as he muttered, "Today, they can be happy, angry, sad, or happy. This is life. He says they can't be happy, angry, sad, or happy. They can't escape the cycle of reincarnation. This is death."
His right hand suddenly moved and pointed at the petal cushion inside the temple. "When this statue is here, this temple is life. Now that the statue is gone, it is death!"
Having said that, he stood up and pointed to the sky. "This rain is born in the sky and dies on the earth. The process in between is life. The reason why I look at this rain is not to look at the sky, the earth, or the rain itself, but the life of this rain … That is life and death!"
Wang Lin's expression changed. He stood up and gave Mo Zhi a deep bow.
Mo Zhi had a smile on his face as he walked out of the temple. He took large strides and gradually left. His faint voice could be heard from afar.
"Brother Daniu, if you understand, then you understand. If you don't understand, then you don't understand … Take care …"
Wang Lin stared at the rain in a daze. After a long time, he let out a smile.
At that moment, the men beside the bonfire were confused. They seemed to have understood something, but after thinking about it carefully, they felt like there was a layer of fog in front of them.
"Brother, what did that man mean?" One of them could not help but ask.
The others turned to look at Wang Lin.
Wang Lin shook his head with a smile and said, "You guys … don't understand …"
After saying that, he left the temple and walked in the rain. He looked at the sky. The rain was born in the sky. He looked at the earth. The rain died on the earth.
The process in between was the life of the rain!
This was life and death!
Fire was life, because it contained vitality. This was what it meant to start a fire.
Death was death. If a person died, they would die. If the heart died, they would forget … Wang Lin walked between Heaven and Earth. His heart was clear as he vaguely grasped the pulse of life and death.
His mental state, which originally only had one year left to reach the Soul Formation Stage, suddenly increased rapidly. Along with his understanding of life and death, he instantly met the requirements to reach the Soul Formation Stage.
It could be said that at this moment, as long as Wang Lin was willing, he could reach the Soul Formation Stage immediately.
However, this place was obviously not the place to reach the Soul Formation Stage. Wang Lin suppressed the urge to reach the Soul Formation Stage and increased his speed.
"I believe Brother Mo Zhi's mental state is the death of the heart, which is why you have the state of forgetting … Because you can focus on your heart, you can forget everything and only the word 'Dao' remains!" Wang Lin took a deep breath. This Mo Zhi was indeed an extraordinary person!
The epiphany in the temple on that rainy night allowed Wang Lin's mental state to finally surpass the Soul Formation Stage. At this moment, he fully deserved the qualifications to reach the Soul Formation Stage and possessed the mental state of the Soul Formation Stage.
The difference in strength between the Soul Formation Stage and Earth Formation Stage was the starting point.
All of this was because once a cultivator reached the Soul Formation Stage and above, the focus of cultivation would change from the flesh to the mind. Understanding the heavens was the foundation and using the power of heaven and earth was the beginning.
Mental state was the most important understanding for cultivators above the Soul Formation Stage.
Different understandings would result in different intents. Generally speaking, there were many mental states in the world, but there were strong and weak intents among them.
Although there was no difference between the different intents when they reached the extreme, the difference in the beginning could definitely affect the path of cultivation in the future.
Therefore, the Soul Formation Stage and Earth Formation Stage were the realms with the biggest difference in strength. If a cultivator understood the heavens, then although they would be much more powerful than Nascent Soul cultivators, they would still be weaker than other Soul Formation cultivators.
In reality, if Wang Lin wanted to reach the Soul Formation Stage, he could have done it when he carved the first Soul Formation Stage statue in the White Cloud Sect. However, that kind of mental state wasn't born in his heart and he was walking on someone else's path. Therefore, even if he reached the Soul Formation Stage, it would be very difficult for him to break through in his life. The chances of him reaching the Soul Transformation Stage were very slim.
A mental state that wasn't born in his heart wouldn't be able to comprehend it at will, let alone surpass it …
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