Lin Yi had not met the new abbot; he had been focusing on his cultivation these past few days.
In his spare time, he would go to the library in the academy to read, and his days were very fulfilling.
Chen Jingming was quite satisfied with Lin Yi's performance.
This disciple of my old friend is a vessel worthy of cultivation, a vessel for carrying the Way.
In the library, the number of books available to Lin Yi gradually increased.
Lin Yi plunged headlong into the ocean of knowledge, swimming freely within it.
Time flies, and the days pass like an arrow.
One day, when Lin Yi realized that the silver in his bundle was almost gone, he suddenly woke up from his dream.
The usually quiet Qingxia Palace was now adorned with a splash of red, as bursts of firecrackers echoed from outside.
The New Year is almost here.
On the last night of the year 9998 in the Great Xia calendar, Lin Yi sat quietly in the courtyard.
He has no one to accompany him, nor does he need anyone to accompany him.
The stars in the sky were very bright and shone brightly.
The starlight shining on him made Lin Yi feel very warm and comfortable.
Although it was late at night, the town of Lechun was still bustling with activity.
The bustling activity at the foot of the mountain contrasts sharply with the desolation on the mountain.
A person on the mountain is an immortal, a person at the bottom of the valley is an ordinary person.
To become an immortal, one must befriend solitude and loneliness, and keep company with the gentle breeze and the bright moon.
As for why he wanted to become an immortal?
Someone once answered this way: because immortality can encompass all desires, immortality is infinite possibility.
Before we knew it, the New Year had arrived at midnight. At this moment, firecrackers were set off throughout Lechun County to bid farewell to the old year and welcome the new.
Lin Yi closed his eyes and listened intently.
The continuous sound of firecrackers signifies a new year and a new beginning.
A new year begins, and everything is renewed.
Within Lin Yi's dantian, a ball of true energy that had been evolving for ten years began to flow gently, like a mountain spring.
As the internal energy within his body changed, all 365 major acupoints around Lin Yi's body vibrated simultaneously. His skin, flesh, bones, internal organs, marrow, blood, and even his soul were all forged into a unified whole.
Chaotic and indistinct, vague and indistinct, hazy and indistinct.
Lin Yi seemed to see something, but he couldn't remember anything. His mind wandered aimlessly, like a leaf falling in the wind, unsettled.
I don't know how much time has passed; the concept of time has become blurred.
A faint light finally appeared in Lin Yi's mind's perception.
Closer, closer...
As Lin Yi approached, he discovered that the seemingly faint light was actually a vast and boundless void, with countless twinkling stars strung together to form a magnificent celestial river. The light converged and flowed, giving the impression of a slow, meandering river.
The Milky Way flows like starlight, water light, and time itself, but what it exudes is a profound and majestic virtue that nourishes all things and benefits all living beings.
As Lin Yi focused his mind, a string of characters appeared, each as large as a dipper or winnowing basket, with eight points radiating light. The characters were mysterious and ingenious, interwoven into a chapter. Reflected in the Milky Way, they resembled the handwriting of the Dao Ancestor, displaying a magnificent and awe-inspiring style.
These words seem to contain boundless wonders; when a thought arises, one sees light shooting like lightning, spiritually transformative; when the thought ceases, one feels a vague and indistinct emptiness, as if it exists yet is gone.
As the starlight flickered, one true text after another was engraved in Lin Yi's mind. Various profound meanings intertwined and eventually became a Daoist scripture called "The True Scripture of the Star River".
Lin Yi's mind returned, and he slowly opened his eyes. The changes in his body were reflected in his mind, and it seemed that the acupoints all over his body could communicate with the stars in the sky.
With each breath, the surrounding starlight converged and quickly merged into his body.
"After ten years of honing my skills, I have finally mastered the Supreme Dao Body." Lin Yi clenched his fist, his excitement overflowing.
"According to the notes left by my master, because everyone's disposition and opportunities are different, what kind of Dao body one will eventually cultivate depends entirely on one's own destiny. My Dao body can communicate with the power of the stars in the sky, so let's name it 'Zhou Tian Xing Chen Dao Body'."
After a while, Lin Yi suppressed his joy and returned to his meditation room.
With five hearts facing the sky, close your eyes and concentrate.
In Lin Yi's ancestral aperture between his eyebrows, besides the "Star River True Scripture," there was also a seemingly faint but eternally indestructible divine light that transcended all tribulations.
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Chapter Four: The Supreme Dao, Moving with the World
The divine light flowed and shifted, seemingly nurturing something within it, constantly changing shape.
"This is the reason why I traveled through time and space to come to this world!"
Lin Yi sighed slightly. Seventeen years had passed, and he was about to unveil the mystery and find the answer.
Bells, tripods, pagodas, beads, books, pictures, swords, banners... countless forms flashed by, finally settling into a doorway.
A grand will to transcend fate and reach the other shore was conveyed.
This will is as majestic as a mountain, as vast as the sea, as expansive as the starry sky; it appears clear when observed, yet seems empty when explored, and ever higher when looked up to… it is almost limitless.