Li Yi closed his eyes slightly, taking away all the unusual things, and the surroundings returned to calm.
"So that's how it is. This is not the end of the Dharma era, but the revival of heaven and earth. Without the divine secrets, spiritual energy is like a mayfly in the water. Cultivation is almost a luxury. However, there are fifty great ways, forty-nine of which are derived from heaven, and one is missing."
This is people, or more precisely, faith. There are nearly 6 billion people in the world, and even if the spiritual energy is revived on a large scale, it may not be as good as faith. In the past, 100 million people were able to create a Buddhist country, so it is not impossible for these 6 billion people to produce a true Buddha.
He just gained faith inexplicably.
Although there were not many, only a few, the help he had was both huge and insignificant. This bit of faith was even rarer than spiritual energy and could not be used, but it carried certain laws of this world and allowed him to glimpse a glimpse of the secrets of heaven.
Ordinary people need a lot of spiritual energy and the guidance of the elders' luck, and the help of elixirs to open the spiritual platform. But Li Yi is obviously not an ordinary person. Cultivation has long been his instinct. As long as he sees a trace of qi, he can open the spiritual platform like breathing in and out.
If there is enough spiritual energy, it is not impossible to recover to the peak in an instant.
But why do I have faith?
I can’t figure it out. I can’t figure it out.
"Yi, go home and have dinner!"
In the distance, a middle-aged woman shouted at him. She was wearing a shirt with "Yucheng Textile Factory" written on it. She was short and thin, with wrinkles all over her face. She walked with a limp and there was obviously something wrong with her right leg.
Her name is Luo Huali, her mother, an uneducated rural woman.
"Oh." Li Yi responded, picked up the crutch beside him, got down from the stone, and limped to Li's mother's side.
"Why didn't you respond when I called you just now?"
"Thinking about some little things."
Yes, small things.
Where does faith come from? The foundation of 6 billion people's faith is now a small matter to him. Li Yi just wants to live a peaceful life at home. Nothing else matters.
If someone wants it, go ahead and fight for it. Who knows, maybe a real god will come out, and he would be quite interested then.
The mother and son limped down the mountain, and not far away was their home with lights on.
"Mom, what are we having for dinner tonight?"
"Your dad bought some spare ribs and pig brains."
"Didn't I tell you yesterday not to buy all that big fish and meat? Now everyone is advocating light meals, so let's eat something lighter in the future."
"You have just recovered from a serious illness. You should take some supplements. You should take some supplements."
Li Yi's house was not big, with a small yard and two rooms. At this time, Li Xingguo had already set up the table and chairs in the yard, and the hot meals were steaming under the dim light.
Li Yi looked at the meat dish that was only for him, raised his head to look at his parents, and asked, "Why is there only one for me?"
Mother Li said with a smile: "We have been used to eating delicious food over the years, so you just eat it, right, dad?"
"Yes, yes, yes, I've gained a few pounds recently. It's not good to eat too much greasy food." Father Li agreed repeatedly, and then continued to drink his white wine diluted with water.
Li Yi glanced at his parents' thin bodies, and there was no sign of them having eaten much meat or fish. But he didn't say much and just focused on eating, because even if he said anything, his parents still wouldn't listen, and might even "get worse".
After the meal, Father Li suddenly said, "By the way, Yi'er, your father and I are planning to host a few banquets and invite relatives to celebrate for you."
Li Yi raised his eyelids slightly. He actually didn't agree with this approach. His family's financial situation obviously didn't allow him to hold a wedding banquet, and he didn't have much affection for those relatives. He even resisted having any contact with them again, thinking that it would be good to have a distant relationship after paying off the debt. It was fine to just have contact with a few people, without any cause and effect, and be free and easy.
It was a good idea, but it was obviously impossible to cut off the relationship. After all, his relatives had helped him, and they were all from the countryside, so how could they lend so much money to their family? If they lent him money, he would have to acknowledge the favor, no matter how much.
Li Yi admitted that his mentality had indeed changed. After searching for the immortal for too long, he felt increasingly lonely.
Li Yi once thought that the Supreme Forgetfulness was the closest to immortality, so he cut off all connections and stayed alone in the mountains for a thousand years. In spring, he roamed the mountains with birds, and in winter, he admired plum blossoms with deer, just like an immortal in people's imagination. But in the end, he found that this path was wrong. Working in isolation is not the right path, and the Supreme Forgetfulness is not the right path.
So he returned to the mortal world, and from then on entered the state of refining the spirit and returning to emptiness.
But my parents are not practitioners. They need to rely on society for material and the concept of clan for spirituality. Although the Li family is not a big clan, the older generation grew up in such a big family and paid much attention to the opinions of brothers and sisters. They are not like the post-50s generation who live in an era of rapid technological development and rapid urbanization in urban and rural areas. They have been boarding schools since junior high school and have basically no concept of clan.
"It's time to celebrate. Dad plans to set up a few tables. We are a poor family now."
"What's wrong with being poor? A person may be poor but his spirit is not poor. Invite all your aunts and uncles to come and let them take a good look at you." After Li Yi woke up, Father Li's spirit had obviously recovered a little and he was as high-spirited as he was ten years ago.
"Whatever you want." Li Yi fiddled with the cricket that flew in from outside without any interest.
Father Li said, "By the way, Yi'er, do you plan to repeat your studies? Although your age is a little inappropriate now, the college entrance examination has been opened to candidates from the society in recent years. You may not be qualified to enter the Imperial Capital, but it should be no problem to enter a first-class university."
"Think about it."
"How can I think about studying? I will discuss with your uncle tomorrow whether I can send you to school."
"I'm almost 30 years old. Isn't it embarrassing to go to high school at this age?"
"I'm telling you that you're a candidate for social examination. It's not shameful to be 29 in college. Some people study for a doctorate until they're 50."
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