True or False (End of Text)
The whiteness is boundless and empty, with nothing in it - past, present, future, anything, everything, even the whiteness is just a superficial feeling.
Jiang Jingyuan closed her eyes and lay flat on the bed in the bamboo house, while her boundless and tiny consciousness looked quietly at the sky in front of her.
Her thoughts still flowed, but very few, very light, very slow and very short, and they slowly faded away under her unchanging and peaceful gaze.
At first, before she even noticed, everything in the outside world faded away and vanished. By the time she realized what was happening, she had already gradually lost all sense of her own limbs.
Vaguely yet clearly, she clearly felt... her body gradually merged with the bed and bedding. It felt slow but seemed to be extremely fast. Little by little, her body merged into the appearance of all living beings.
At this moment, she slowly began to feel emotional—
This is the feeling of everything being one.
At this moment, she understood very clearly what "phase" meant, what "one" meant, what "completeness" and "all" meant, what "everything is made up of the extension and change of one" meant... and many more. The moment she was here, all the confusion and doubts in the past were resolved.
The shell disappeared, and she, inside, stayed quietly at a point in the emptiness, very light, as if she would dissipate into wisps with the wind, or wander around at will.
Slowly, even she in it melted into the void bit by bit. She disappeared, she disappeared along with everything else.
Just blank.
Nothing.
——This is not the first time I’ve experienced this. It becomes clearer and clearer each time.
Blank, blank is nothing, blank is everything, empty is empty.
Switch between the two and clearly understand what it means to be "attached to appearances."
Being attached to appearances is...
When she left this empty space and fell into the picture, she would sometimes think that she must use this blank space to achieve some kind of change next time.
But when she was disfigured again and entered the void, she still remembered her previous instructions, but for a moment, it was not that she forgot, but... she realized that all this was unnecessary, and let it go naturally.
Just happen naturally and be completely immersed in the wholeness.
Jiang Jingyuan couldn't explain why, even when she talked to herself while recalling the past, she couldn't explain it. But every time she recalled it, her heart was instantly filled with an unprecedented strong yearning.
Maybe... Jiang Jingyuan thought:
“When you know you can have it all, you want nothing.”
Let yourself be yourself, let them be them, let them be themselves, let yourself be them.
Learn the way to enter the world and practice the way to transcend the world.
She often switched between the phase and the void. In the phase, she tried to use the void, and in the void, she instantly shattered the phase - pursuing the phase in the phase, but when she returned to the void, everything in the phase shattered and melted away without any resistance.
It is precisely because of repeatedly clinging to appearances that one realizes that clinging to appearances is not to be feared. Pursuing without clinging to appearances, and pursuing within a void, is also a kind of appearance.
There is no "settlement" and no "going", just like flowing water and wind, I come and go freely anywhere, without asking for anything, and my heart is at peace.
Therefore, Jiang Jingyuan sometimes moved with the wind in the vast universe, sensing the "voices" of all living beings and things - it cannot be said that he entered the realm of form, but he did not completely lose his form either.
It doesn’t matter!
You can come and go anytime, anywhere.
Like a flying bird, like a mysterious stray cat, no one knows where she comes from or where she is going, and she herself doesn't know what she says or does.
She watched the years flow and the times change, but she couldn't understand. Before her eyes, the scene was changing.
Suddenly, she seemed to realize something. Jiang Jingyuan was stunned and transformed into a person, looking up at the sky.
She could leave now, everything here was urging her to leave.
...go to your own world.
That world can have nothing or everything. People, things, and objects can be exactly the same as in Jiang Jingyuan's memory, or they can be completely different.
And here, as long as she wants, there can still be a "Jiang Jingyuan" here, and this "Jiang Jingyuan" is still her.
Jiang Jingyuan subconsciously wanted to leave. Suddenly, she stopped and thought for a long time in silence.
Jiang Jingyuan blinked his lowered eyes, raised his head and looked back.
"Why is she not breathing? She's cold!" Inside the bamboo house, the little fox cried and screamed.
Qin Jiuyan and Qin Gejue's faces suddenly changed. They hurried over, carefully shaking her and calling her name.
Jiang Jingyuan watched quietly for a long time.
Suddenly, she turned her head back, lowered it, closed her eyes, curled the corners of her mouth, and slowly stepped back.
She turned around and walked down step by step, letting everything in the picture come to her.
A bamboo and wooden house with a leisure and vacation style.
Qin Jiuyan and Qin Gejue's faces turned pale, their pupils trembled, and they slowly withdrew their hands, at a loss for a moment.
The fox cried loudly, "What should I do! What should I do..."
"I'm here."
The familiar clear voice flows in the wind.
The two men and the fox froze in shock, their eyes wide open as they subconsciously looked around, "Jiang Jingyuan?"
Jiang Jingyuan hummed, and said in a strange tone, "Why are you so nervous? Even before, haven't you seen the Turtle Breathing Technique and other techniques?"
The fox was delighted, but suddenly upon hearing this, he stretched out a paw and cried out in tears, "Who told you to stop breathing while you were sleeping?!"
"I'm fine." Jiang Jingyuan's mind moved, and the invisible wind embraced the fox like two hands. He smiled and said to the two people and the fox, "Please don't burn my body to ashes, otherwise where can I go back?"
She's become an immortal. Even if she were burned to ash, she could still condense her body... Jiang Jingyuan thought silently. All living things are born from the Tao, extending and changing from the One.
"Then come back quickly!" Sheng Liang wiped his tears and said in a deep voice.
Qin Jiuyan paused, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said with a chuckle: "Don't you want to come back and take a look? They have been waiting for you for a long time and really want to see you..."
Qin Gejue beside him smiled gently and said, "Thousands of years have passed, and it's time for us to meet again."
Jiang Jingyuan was quiet for a moment, then smiled and agreed, "Okay."
She concentrated her mind and landed on the ground.
On a small, snow-white, blue-tinged bed, like a dreamy seaside scene, beneath a thin blanket, a girl, seemingly fifteen years old, dressed in a soft white-blue nightgown, her dark hair loose. Her eyelashes trembled slightly beneath her tightly closed eyes.
Sheng Liang suddenly moved closer again, his round eyes filled with tears, staring at her face nervously.
The girl slowly opened her eyes, and her light gold eyes sparkled brightly in the slanting sunlight.
"Jiang Jingyuan!" Sheng Liang couldn't hold back her tears anymore and rushed over to him, crying loudly, "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
Jiang Jingyuan smiled lightly, raised his hand to hug it, patted its back, and looked up at the two people not far away.
"Congratulations." Qin Gejue said with a smile.
"Welcome back." Qin Jiuyan narrowed her gilded eyes and smiled.
Jiang Jingyuan's smile became more obvious. He nodded to Qin Gejue and then looked at Qin Jiuyan. His eyes were gentle, serious and calm. He said slowly and seriously:
“There is no savior.”
It seems like a response that transcends time and space.
Qin Jiuyan was stunned, and took three or two seconds to react. He blinked in confusion and looked at her in confusion.
The girl in front was holding a red-haired fox, leaning calmly and leisurely on the head of the bed, her pair of light golden colorful eyes were peaceful and tranquil.
She said softly:
"There is no savior, no one who can save people. At any time and in any place, there is no need for a savior or a person who can save people..."
"This world is inherently beautiful. Or rather, all living things are born from the Tao. Existence is existence—can you see beauty? If you can't even see beauty, how can you possess beauty? Can you believe in beauty? If you can't even believe in it, how can you possess beauty?"
"Help? Be helped? Save? Be rescued? Who is expecting that?"
"It's just me and me."
"Why don't I look at myself, but seek outside of myself? If even I don't love myself, who do I expect to love me? If even I don't trust myself, who do I expect to trust me?"
“Love, to love oneself is to love everything, to love everything impartially is to love oneself.”
The clear and resonant voice flowed slowly, like the wind and running water, surrounding and flowing around slowly, and then gently spread outward from the bamboo and wooden house.
Qin Jiuyan stared at her blankly for a long moment, then closed her eyes and smiled softly. Beside her, Qin Gejue's gentle smile faded, and he lowered his eyes, then raised them again, smiling softly as he said, "Thank you for choosing this place."
Jiang Jingyuan's lips curled up slightly, but he slowly shook his head, as if denying or refusing, but he said nothing.
...Yeah, I don’t know how to say it.
After a long while, she was kind enough to say, "I'm right here. I can be here or there. It doesn't matter where I am. I'll just stay quietly. It doesn't matter to me, and it matters even less to you."
"I've said that pursuing others means you don't dare to love yourself and you're looking for others' approval," she said. "Love yourself openly. Loving yourself doesn't require reasons or conditions for approval. You don't need to pursue anyone."
In her arms, the red-haired fox who had been crying for a long time closed his eyes at some point, leaned against her, and fell into a deep sleep peacefully.
Jiang Jingyuan smiled, turned his head to look at the world outside the window, his eyes peaceful and tranquil.
In this mortal world, countless people seek immortals and ask for the way, but after searching for a long time, most of the people they meet are those who have glimpsed perfection but are not truly perfect.
It's not that truly perfect beings never appear before others; there are some, but they are very rare. Most of them live in seclusion in the mountains or in the world, rarely discussing these things, and simply enjoying the tranquility of solitude.
——They are not what people imagine them to be.
Pulling someone out of the chaos and mist must be accompanied by excruciating pain. There are those who happily and happily embark on the path to immortality, but to say that they are only one in a million is too rare.
Qin Gejue paused, his gentle smile unchanged, and said, "Even if they have only glimpsed the truth, they are still a step higher than us. As long as they are willing to lend a hand, those of us who have been waiting for this for a long time will be grateful."
Qin Jiuyan nodded, smiled casually, and said, "What I'm most afraid of is that someone will use this to profit from it and deceive the world and steal the reputation."
It's already painful and unbearable to be desperate, but to be hurt and ridiculed again, how cruel...
"Read the books of sages." Jiang Jingyuan said with a faint smile, "Don't believe me, read the books of sages."
The truth. Jiang Jingyuan smiled, and lowered his eyes seemingly unintentionally, quietly reciting Qin Gejue's words and his own words in the past.
actually……
Immortality is also an appearance, perfection is also an appearance. Truth, truth, truth is also an illusion. Truth, false appearance, appearance, plays out for me day and night, one joy after another, one separation after another.
Even the truth is false.
True or false.
The sky gradually brightened, the sunlight was golden, and the wind that blew the fallen leaves was hot.
The bamboo and wooden house gradually returned to peace and tranquility.
Jiang Jingyuan, holding the fox, suddenly felt something and turned to look out the window. She could hear pieces of clothing whizzing by, and the sound of familiar footsteps approaching rapidly.
"You're well-informed." Qin Jiuyan also saw it and said casually.
Almost the next moment, someone knocked on the door outside the layers of rooms in the bamboo and wooden house, gently, hesitantly and carefully.
Jiang Jingyuan paused and blinked gently, and her pair of light golden eyes suddenly turned dark.
She curved her eyes and mouth, pointed towards the door, and said:
"Please come in."
The person outside the door froze visibly, took a deep breath, and raised his hand to push the door open.
The bamboo and wooden door opened a little bit, and the sky outside was bright and almost white. Blurred backlit figures walked out from the bright white.
Jiang Jingyuan's smile grew even wider.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
"Welcome...home."
In the vision that penetrates everything, the bright white outside the door gradually becomes clear, outlining all things in the world.
"We're going home."
I wish all living beings in the world to be free from fear and guilt, away from worries and sorrows, and to enjoy lasting beauty and happiness.
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