It was night.
The stars outside the window were twinkling, and the birds were chirping. It was exceptionally quiet.
In the Li Residence's Minister's bedroom.
A five taels of silver incense was lit, and smoke rose into the air, slowly spreading throughout the room.
There was a peculiar fragrance.
However, Minister Li was still lying on the bed with a pale face and sweat on his forehead. He had nightmares.
"It wasn't me, it wasn't me!"
Minister Li even started to talk nonsense in his sleep. His arms shook and his body struggled.
Mrs. Li didn't sleep tonight.
She sat beside the couch and sighed deeply.
"Master, why have you been troubled by nightmares recently?”
"I've taken the medicine to calm my mind and lit the incense to calm my soul. Why didn't it have any effect at all?”
"Dududu
At this moment.
There was a knock on the door.
Just like what Li Xiuyuan had said after dinner, as long as Minister Li had a nightmare, Mother Li would send a servant girl to inform him to come.
Now, Li Xiuyuan was here!
"It's fate cultivation."
Mother Li quickly got up and went to open the door.
Li Xiuyuan, who was dressed in a green robe, stood at the door with a glass of water in his hand.
"Mother, is father having nightmares again?”
"Yes, it feels worse than the previous nights.”
Mrs. Li led him into the room and pointed at the man who was tossing and turning on the bed.
"Look, isn't it like being haunted by evil spirits?”
Li Xiuyuan handed the water in his hand to Mother Li. His expression was slightly solemn as he said,"It might not be an evil spirit. It could also be some bad monk playing tricks in the dark.”
"Bad…monk?"
Mrs. Li was holding a glass of water.
In fact, the moment she saw Li Xiuyuan, her flustered state of mind had calmed down a lot, as if she had a backbone.
The current Li Xiuyuan was no longer the playful young master of a rich family.
Now that his reputation was rising, he had the tendency to replace Minister Li and become the new pillar of the Li Residence.
Li Xiuyuan sat on the edge of the bed and observed Minister Li's reaction as he explained,""There's an Arhat in Buddhism called the Dream Arhat. He has a Hinayana Buddhist technique called the Dream Heart Sutra. He can sneak into other people's dreams.”
"Sleeping Arhat?"
"Wait a minute. There's no Arhat called Sleeping Dream among the eighteen Arhats.”
In fact, Mother Li was once a devout Buddhist believer.
Because she had never gotten pregnant after marrying Minister Li, she could not carry on the family line.
Therefore, there was a period of time when she ate vegetarian food and chanted Buddha. She begged the child-giving Guanyin in the temples of Lin 'an State, hoping to have a child.
Therefore, Mother Li had some understanding of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of the Buddhist Sect.
Eighteen Arhats.
Arhat Sitting Deer! Happy Arhat! Raising Bowl Arhat! Arhat Tota!
Arhat Meditation! River Crossing Arhat! Elephant Riding Arhat! Laughing Lion Arhat!
Happy Arhat! Arhat Reaching Out! Arhat Meditation! Ear-gouging Arhat!
Arhat in a cloth bag! Banana Arhat! Long-Browed Arhat! Gatekeeper Arhat!
Finally, there were the most widely spread and famous Arhats, the Dragon-subduing Arhat and the Tiger-subduing Arhat!
There was no such thing as the Sleeping Arhat.
Li Xiuyuan pinched Minister Li's pulse with three fingers and replied,""Arhat contains the meaning of killing thieves, no life, and offering.”
"To kill a thief is to kill a thief who has all his troubles. To live without life is to be free from life and death. To offer is to receive the offerings of heaven and earth.”
"In Hinayana Buddhism, it is the highest level that a disciple of Buddha can attain. And in the Western Paradise World, it was only one of the many fruit seats. There were not only 18 people.”
"Speaking of which, this Arhat Dreaming isn't an ordinary Arhat.”
"His name is Analü, and he has attained the Venerable Fruit Rank. He is only half a step away from the Bodhisattva Fruit Rank. He is one of the top ten disciples of the Buddha and is known as the number one in the Heavenly Eye!”
Li Du's mother suddenly understood and said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry,"To think that I used to believe in Buddhism, so I don't understand these things.”
"Buddhism only wants your faith and incense. You haven't become a monk, and the monks in the temple don't teach you Buddhism. It's normal that you don't understand.”
Li Xiuyuan said lightly and let go of Minister Li's wrist.
"He was most likely invaded by Fahai in his dream, which is why he was haunted by nightmares every night. He was in a daze during the day and could not wake up.”
"Cultivating fate…what should we do then?”
Mother Li asked worriedly.
She looked at Minister Li, who was tortured by the nightmare. Her heart ached and she felt helpless.
That was a dream realm, an illusory place!
Not to mention ordinary people, even martial arts grandmasters and successful warlocks in the martial world would be helpless.
Li Xiuyuan muttered to himself.
He heard the system notification in his mind.
[Option 1: Go to the east gate of Qiantang City and ask Master God-Diviner about Fahai's whereabouts. Kill Fahai in real life and receive the reward--
[Option 2: Use the red string to bind Li Maochun, find a way to enter the dream, kill Fahai in the dream, and obtain the reward-the great magical power of Taoism, the South China Dream Art!]
"Nanhua Dream Dao Technique?"
Li Xiuyuan's gaze moved slightly.
Nanhua.
He should be referring to Zhuang Zhou.
It is said that Zhuangzi once lived in seclusion in Nanhua Mountain and was buried there. Therefore, in the early years of Tianbao of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty, he was granted the title of Nanhua Immortal.
Because of this, the book Zhuang Zi was regarded as the Nanhua Canon!
About Zhuang Zi.
The one that was mentioned by later generations was probably Zhuang Zhou's Dream Butterfly!
In fact, the meaning of his existence was no less than Laozi's.
If Laozi was a Dao Ancestor, then he was a Dao Saint!
The Daoist scriptures he created, such as Carefree Travel and Master of Health, created a cultivation method that was completely different from the immortal path!!
"The Nanhua Dream Dao Art is probably much more powerful than the Great Dream Heart Sutra.”
One was the Hinayana Buddhism of the Sleeping Arhat.
One was the divine power of the founder of the ancient cultivation method.
There was no need to compare the two!
Even if he gave him five more Xiantian pills, it would not do.
Li Xiuyuan thought about it and immediately said to Mother Li,"Mother, do you have a red thread? It's better to have a longer one.”
"Yes, yes."
Mrs. Li quickly got up, put down the cup, and rummaged through the old dressing table.
"Although I haven't been doing needlework for many years, I still have the needlework I used in the past.”
"Found it!"
Mother Li quickly took out a ball of thread, cut a red line, and handed it to Li Xiuyuan.
"Is it enough?"
"Enough."
Li Xiuyuan picked up the red string and tied one end to Minister Li's wrist and the other end to his own wrist. Then, he leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes, and slowly entered meditation.
After a while.
A mysterious scripture appeared in Li Xiuyuan's mind.
It was the Nanhua Dream Dao Art!
Li Xiuyuan started to circulate the South China Dream Dao Art.
Gradually, his thoughts turned into a blue-winged butterfly that crawled out from between his eyebrows. Then, it flapped its wings gently and flew up.
"I…transformed into a butterfly?"
The blue butterfly looked at the body sitting on the chair and couldn't help but be surprised.
In reality, this was not the departure of the primordial spirit. It was a very strange and mysterious experience.
Li Xiuyuan, who had turned into a blue butterfly, found that he could see dream after dream.
He could sense the dreams of Minister Li and the other people in the Li Residence.
"As expected of the divine ability created by Dao Saint Zhuang Zi.”
Li Xiuyuan sighed. Without delay, he immediately flapped his wings and flew towards Minister Li, entering his dream.
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