Chapter 149: Writing Destiny, Acting Freely
Later, the boy entered another realm of progress from “awaken as soon as a thought arises, freely switch thoughts.” It wasn’t cultivated deliberately; rather, one day awareness and thought automatically fused into one entity.
He was stunned for a moment, not understanding why, because he hadn’t deliberately done so; it just automatically merged.
He discovered that he himself had become the observer. Or, one could say, the god controlling the patterns.
How much does this nourish the spirit? If not actively used, the mind and spirit remain carefree and honest, and the mind transforms into a state of Zen.
Becoming… Wait a moment, lately Big Brother has been seeing auspicious clouds before his eyes. Let me have a beer to calm down.
What’s with these auspicious clouds? It’s actually that everything the eyes see is very bright and clear. What’s it similar to? You see flowers bloom, and your heart naturally blossoms.
The spiritual state is fantastic, beautiful, and wonderful, full of energy. It feels like being invincible in whatever one does, with endless strength, ceaseless vitality, and confidence in everything, fearing no defiance of the heavens.
This isn’t arrogance or a feeling of being high and mighty; it’s just having motivation and confidence in whatever one does.
Alright, let’s get back to the main topic.
After understanding the relationship of destiny, this boy could write his own destiny and also influence others’.
For example, a boy like this, even without deliberately doing anything, the people around him, or those who come into contact with the boy, will be subtly influenced and changed.
Because sometimes the words he speaks, in a certain sense or theoretically, are the Dao, meaning the laws and patterns.
Even if he casually writes something, those with strong spirituality can comprehend some principles in their own hearts. That is to say, they are achieving enlightenment.
After reaching this state, there’s no longer talk of cursing or not cursing, or attachment to form.
Moreover, he doesn’t curse people usually and is very polite, only occasionally uttering a few words when playfully messing around by himself.
He still browses short videos like ordinary people, but when he browses, it’s different from ordinary people. Ordinary people become attached to whatever content they see. They get caught up in whether this is good or that is bad, or get into arguments.
He uses this to cultivate and strengthen himself, so as not to be affected by circumstances, meaning not by the content of short videos. First of all, most short videos are fake, produced for people to watch, and also pushed to you by big data based on what you want to see. Even if it’s real, he’s not swayed. He occasionally gives a few comments, or just watches without speaking.
There was a video where an aunt was selling dogs and then playing with them. A beauty who loved dogs saw this, and the two started arguing and cursing each other.
Some netizens said the beauty was being nosy, while others supported the beauty, saying she was right.
What is this actually? This is what happens when one tries to interfere without the ability to do so. If the beauty didn’t have the ability to buy the dog, she should have learned to persuade through other methods; that would also be a kind of ability.
Instead of directly becoming indignant and cursing, she felt good after cursing and arguing, but what about the dog suffering afterward? Furthermore, if the situation escalated, and the aunt called the police, and she had to pay the aunt and apologize. Seeing that selling dogs brought in money so quickly, wouldn’t the aunt play with the dogs even more?
When personal will is imposed on others, it is inherently wrong. Those who like dogs don’t want dogs killed and pigs eaten? Those who like horses don’t want horses killed and beef eaten? What’s the difference? There’s no difference.
Standing with the dog lovers is not wrong, and standing with the dog sellers is also not wrong. When the two meet and have a dispute, both are right and both are wrong. One loves small animals and doesn’t want them harmed; the other makes a living by selling small animals and uses them to attract traffic. What’s there to argue about? What’s there to fight about? It’s a matter of personal perspective, not a matter of principle or righteousness.
The boy can clearly see the essence of things. As long as he doesn’t touch the bottom line of human order, he can do whatever he wants.
Because he has become his own god! This might be considered a top-tier cultivator in the mortal world, right? Humble and humble, neither pleased nor dismayed, fearless and without dread.
This spiritual state has already ascended in dimension. His perspective on things is completely different from others.
He knows his destiny is incredibly long; time is merely a decoration to him. A hundred years is like the blink of an eye.
What he can do now is to do some things for sentient beings, leaving behind his experience and legacy, and continue to research how else to cultivate in the mortal world. He doesn’t dwell on when he will depart.
All things are born towards death, destined to wither. What’s there to fuss about? All things nourish people, and people nourish all things.
The body is like an inner universe, and the outside is the external universe. The two universes have an inseparable relationship, entangled and mutually influencing each other. The best state is present freedom, rather than dwelling on the past or worrying about the future.
Isn’t that governed by patterns? Playing according to the patterns, one already knows the direction of the future.
There are even many times when he doesn’t need to deliberately seek enlightenment. Sometimes when sleeping, he is automatically enlightened and thinking in his dreams. Sometimes he wants to sleep and directly enters meditation; he’s not asleep, appearing to be asleep. He knows clearly that he has blocked the perception of time, his thoughts are not running wild, and he can wake himself up at any time. These are all random. Other times, he has a dreamless sleep, feeling refreshed.
Of course, he also has other dreams. There’s a female lecherous ghost, let’s call her that for now.
She finds the boy when he’s dreaming to play with him. In the dream, before the boy gets out of bed, he sees the girl wearing a short skirt with torn stockings at the crotch. He asks her what’s wrong.
The girl blushes, very frank, and says she just played by herself for a while.
The boy smiles and deliberately teases her, saying, “Look, you’re not being shy anymore, are you? Do you need brother to help you?”
The girl laughs heartily upon hearing this, lifts her buttocks, and sits down.
Seeing that the girl is actually serious,
The boy raises an eyebrow. Wait, this isn’t right. I’m a cultivator, what am I doing messing with this kind of thing? After realizing this,
“Slap!”
He swings the girl down with a forceful shove, “What the hell! I’m a cultivator!”
He directly woke up from the dream.
These are all passive, not active. It’s because the boy’s daily cultivation influenced his dream self, directly shattering the dreamscape.
Upon waking, not only is there no regret, but he laughs as if he’s about to strike it rich. He says with a smile:
“Hahaha, you smelly lecherous ghost sister, you wanted to suck my Yang energy in my dream while I wasn’t paying attention, damn it! If Big Brother hadn’t reacted quickly, I would have almost fallen for it, hahaha, did you enjoy that shove? Hahahaha.”
He doesn’t actively control his dreams, but subconsciously, his dream self is also influenced.
When bored, the boy will sense Qi and play with it, continuing to develop its application.
Life can no longer tether this wild horse. Take dating and relationships as an example. When interacting, he still treats others well because he won’t be entangled or troubled when things end.
For some girls, after ending one relationship, they quickly enter another. Some say they are fickle, others say they are affectionate. In his view, it’s simply shifting their heart from one person or one matter to another, thereby liberating themselves from the previous situation.
Perhaps some people are indeed playing and don’t take it seriously. But they also won’t fall into deep suffering because of any particular person.
The difference between the boy and these people is that he can invest himself and also withdraw actively. He doesn’t need any other means to shift his thoughts for liberation. He himself can actively change his thoughts, to change the perspective of things, and thus change the outcome of events.
Ten thousand perspectives can yield ten thousand results. In reality, ten thousand aren’t necessary; being able to freely switch between two ordinary ones is enough.
Or rather, being able to turn an abyss into heaven, to use suffering to cultivate bliss. This is inherently an outrageously powerful function.
When things come, accept them gladly; when they go, let them go freely. Don’t get entangled; forgive yourself in your heart and be liberated from suffering.
Actively write destiny, acting freely.
If he wishes, he can turn good things into bad, and bad things into good, because he can change his thoughts at any time. This feeling is a bit like the Great Sage’s Seventy-Two Transformations, hahaha.
When Wang Fei sometimes teases him, he occasionally acts like a child, giggling, hugging a plush toy dog, and performs a ritualistic dance for Wang Fei, mumbling, “You are the most beautiful, you are the best person in the world, my little dog will bless you to become more beautiful and healthier, hahahaha.”
While speaking like this, his body movements are very vivid. He is not offending this custom but has adjusted his mind to a pure, simple, and clean state, playfully rejoicing and offering blessings.
After singing a few lines, he will lift the dog, sway it left and right, then step forward and sniff the dog as if smelling an incense. To be honest, if you didn’t hear what he was singing, or see his happy expression, or the plush toy dog he’s holding, his serious demeanor truly resembles a deity invocation ritual.
Occasionally, on a whim, the boy will hold Wang Fei’s hand, jump around like when he was a child, or pretend to dance ballroom dancing, holding her waist and twisting for a long time.
If it weren’t for knowing he was joking around, one would think he was a complete fool.
Of course, most of the time, he is a bit of a scoundrel with a complex aura, both serious and hard to describe. He is a living, breathing, hybrid cultivator of Buddhism and Daoism, a scoundrelly and handsome Grand Master.
It’s not just his appearance; it’s his temperament. He looks both proper and roguish. If you say he’s roguish, he’s also kind and compassionate. If you say he’s compassionate, he sometimes laughs and curses.
Such a person, let alone girls, would also be influenced to like him. It’s not a worldly affection, but a pure liking unadulterated by any impurities. They like the fierce spirit of his growth against adversity that devours the abyss, like his powerful insight into all things, like his compassion and dominance, like his unfeeling yet sentient nature, and even more, they like his pure spirit unpolluted by the mortal world!
