Under One Person: My Inner Realm Connects to All Worlds!

Chapter 65 Going Up and Down the Mountain
After an unknown amount of time, the Samadhi True Fire on Han Yun's body gradually diminished and returned to his dantian.

The Samadhi Fire burned quietly in the Dantian, and the inner elixir became increasingly crystal clear under the tempering of the flames, emitting a faint golden light.

Immediately afterwards, Han Yun mastered the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth.

The Qi of Purple Clouds and the Qi of Nine Yangs also merged perfectly under the harmonization of this true fire, with no more conflict. Finally, the cloud Qi, shaped like the sun and moon, embraced the inner elixir.

Finally, he slowly opened his eyes, let out a long sigh, and exclaimed, "What a stroke of luck!"

Han Yun slightly flipped his palm and held it in front of his eyes. He saw an invisible and intangible flame appear in his palm, which was the Samadhi True Fire. It burned continuously, and the area around the flame gave people a sense of distortion.

It is often said that all literature under heaven is plagiarism. In Buddhism, samadhi, also known as samādhi, means concentration or right mindfulness.

Calm your mind and focus your thoughts, keeping your mind still and unmoved. Regulate the mind's aggression, straighten its crookedness, calm its scatteredness, and rectify its actions, so that they may be in accordance with the Dharma. Those who attain samadhi uphold all virtues and are free from all evil and disorder.

One who attains the Samadhi of the Taoist path has a pure body; one who attains the Samadhi of the Buddha's teachings has a Bodhi mind.

But regardless of which one it is, it can all be attributed to maintaining and improving one's own sexual function.

Buddha is the Tao.

Perhaps it can also be understood this way: whether it is Taoism or Buddhism, all things ultimately come down to the "Tao," which is the Tao that Lao Tzu referred to as "I do not know its name, so I call it Tao."

It is the law governing the operation of all things in the universe!
Those who attain the Dao can naturally follow or reverse these Daos, revealing all sorts of incredible mysteries, such as bringing withered trees back to life, causing snow to fall in summer, summoning thunder and lightning, or transforming things into spirits...

Of all the myriad principles in the world, Han Yun has only just begun to grasp the basics, having mastered the principle of "force."

The alchemy method can be described as a great path to heaven explored by sages and saints of all ages who continuously summarized and returned to the truth of the "Dao".

The predecessors planted trees, and the descendants took the shade.

Those who study alchemy in later generations know the "what" but not the "why," and thus they are not practicing true alchemy or the true Dao!

When one sees the Way, one realizes its vastness and longs for it, thinking about it, seeking it, and coveting it, becoming so obsessed that one cannot extricate oneself. Hence the saying, "If one hears the Way in the morning, one can die content in the evening."

The Tao is in the ants, the Tao is in the weeds, the Tao is in the bricks and tiles, the Tao is in the excrement and urine.

Among all the methods and skills.

Han Yun smiled knowingly and murmured, "I am merely a seeker of the Dao who uses techniques to glimpse the Dao, and who is interested in techniques, or rather, an enlightened one."

Climb to the top of a high peak and you will see towering mountains and lofty peaks shrouded in clouds.

The pursuit of the Tao is nothing more than a journey of going up the mountain, down the mountain, and up the mountain again.

I gather the wisdom and methods of others to exchange for my own enlightenment; that's all.

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The world under one person.

Traveling southeast from Zhili, past Hejian, you will reach Lion City.

Since we're in Singapore, we naturally have to see the Iron Lion.

It stands 5.3 meters tall, is 6.1 meters long, and is 3.17 meters wide. Legend has it that it originally weighed as much as 40 tons when it was cast, but due to years of weathering and rust, it now weighs only about 30 tons.

The iron lion faces south and its tail faces north, with its head held high, chest out, eyes wide open, mouth agape, and limbs spread apart, as if it has just stopped while walking briskly, or as if it is striding forward.

With its majestic and imposing presence and lifelike posture, the iron lion exudes a sense of vitality and life. A lotus basin rests on its back, and its mane is wavy, making it appear as if a divine beast has descended from the heavens, giving the iron lion a sacred aura.

In other words, this lion "has a soul"!
In Han Yun's eyes, this extraordinary person, there was a unique and strange energy deep within the iron lion that was supporting this broken and dilapidated body.

"Interesting, is it a form of religious worship?"

Han Yun looked at the iron lion, which had been "ravaged" several times, with a strange expression. He then looked at the surrounding feng shui and land energy, compared it with the original position of the iron lion, and two words suddenly appeared in his mind.

"A talisman!"

Legend has it that in ancient times, Lion City was frequently plagued by sea overflows, and a skilled metallurgist advocated for the casting of iron lions.

One day, a sea dragon caused trouble, making the waves high and the seas rough. The Iron Lion roared and soared into the sky to fight the evil dragon. In the end, the dragon was defeated and never came out again, and the sea scourge was eliminated. From then on, the Iron Lion was known as the Sea-Suppressing Roar.

A poet from a previous dynasty penned: "Its mane bristles like a whirlwind, its eyes like stars, its claws like saws, its teeth like hooks. It is both ferocious and slithering, sometimes charging, sometimes lingering. It raises its head to the west, drawing in the waves of the vast lake; it sweeps its tail eastward, resisting the tides in the mirage."

In other words, the iron lion actually exists as a feng shui talisman to suppress tsunamis and floods.

Its abdominal cavity is filled with the text of the Diamond Sutra, which suggests that some extraordinary Buddhist master used his magic to bless it, ensuring its indestructible strength. Then, with the help of the wishes of sentient beings, it achieved its miraculous effect and has been adjusting the feng shui of this place for thousands of years. Its merit is immeasurable.

Han Yun didn't actually dislike Buddhism. In fact, he had some respect for the Buddhist sect in the Under One Person world. After all, when the Divine Land was in ruins, many Buddhist practitioners broke their vows of killing and joined the fight to subdue demons.

Take, for example, the eminent Buddhist monk Juezan from Lingyin Temple.

The true Buddha is not found in preaching, but in action and practice. He benefits others and accumulates merit through his own actions, rather than reciting scriptures and chanting praises in temples.

Just like the monk Daoji.

Unfortunately, there are too few eminent monks like this.

Looking at the iron lion, Han Yun couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion. In the great tide of history, it had fulfilled its duty as a "guardian," but it had been repeatedly ruined by fools and even moved from its original position.

Now, it can only serve as a "tourist attraction" for people to take photos, check in, and keep as souvenirs.

Does it make you sigh?
maybe!
Han Yun poured some of his inner energy into it, as a token of his goodwill, and hoped that it could exist for a longer time.

He no longer lacks inner energy; after the carnage of the Ming Dynasty world, his inner space has surged to 100,000 cubic meters. It measures 100 meters in length and width, and 10 meters in height.

The inner energy is also extremely abundant, and with the monthly offerings from Zhu Houcong, Han Yun has no need to worry about it at all.

In addition, the blood energy, evil energy, and weapon energy obtained from killing were also refined by Han Yun into weapons. Unlike the White Calf and Black Black Twin Blades, he forged two swords this time.

One: Yuan Tu!

One of them is: Avici Hell!

After all, it comes from a place of bloodshed and warfare, so this name is quite fitting. He had learned the Nine Swords of Dugu, and as for the sword embryo, he had just picked it up casually at Mount Hua.

After Han Yun left, the incense and faith, and the wishes of all beings within the iron lion, under the influence of the mystical inner energy, continued to coalesce, transforming into a hazy mass.

Then its shape became clearer and clearer, like a delicate little golden-red lion, its body rising and falling with each breath.

It blinked: "Huh?!"

Han Yun then headed to a place where lion dances were performed, a place where he found a tradition that interested him.

(End of this chapter)