Chapter 192: Judging from her facial expression, her hair quality is a bit good
"Can I borrow a plug to charge?"
"If you still have some power left, scan the QR code and borrow a power bank." The owner of the small supermarket is a young man in his early 30s. He is busy competing with others in a computer game. He didn't look back and looked very excited.
"There's no electricity at all. I can't scan the power bank. Can you lend me a socket?"
Chen Jue naturally saw that the other party was busy, so he found a socket on the counter and plugged in his phone to charge.
While waiting for the computer to charge and start up, Chen Jue felt bored. He observed the emotional fluctuations emanating from the middle-aged boss of the supermarket, which were the happiness, tension, excitement, stimulation and excitement when playing games.
As he watched, Chen Jue suddenly found that he was affected by the [Holy Heart] state. He could see corresponding fantastic colors from the other party's emotional fluctuations, as if the other party was shrouded in an extremely light color halo.
Just like us ordinary people occasionally see the colorful halo appearing in the sunlight, the sense of déjà vu of the two is very similar.
"Red, orange... Is this the colorization of mental fluctuations?"
"Can this state of [Holy Heart] actually strengthen my ability to sense heaven and man to such an extent?" Chen Jue muttered in his heart, with curiosity in his eyes.
Just as Chen Jue was fascinated by the observation, the emotional color emanating from the small supermarket owner suddenly changed from orange-red to black, which is a color that symbolizes depression and decadence.
He slumped down in his gaming chair, cursing, "Damn it! The opponent turned the tables again! This is a rubbish game. I can't play it without spending money!"
Probably because he lost the game, the mood of the small supermarket owner suddenly dropped. He no longer had his previous excitement. He lit a cigarette and looked back at Chen Jue.
Just this sight made the supermarket owner stand in awe. He quickly put out the cigarette in his hand and saluted Chen Jue with his palms clasped together: "Master... Master! I didn't know you wanted to borrow my charger just now! Sorry!"
It was obvious at first glance that the other person was a very devout believer, and he mistook Chen Jue, an ordinary man in a cassock, for a passing lama.
Moreover, Chen Jue has now become a divine being on earth who has transcended the ordinary and reached the level of a saint. The aura he exudes is extremely inclusive, making people feel close to and respect him at first sight.
Chen Jue saw some red, orange and yellow halos from the other party, which overwhelmed the black light just now. It was obviously caused by the change of emotions.
"It's okay, you go about your business, I'll just recharge." Chen Jue said to the other party with a smile. He planned to take some time to go to this tourist town later to find some different passers-by and study the color changes caused by their emotional fluctuations.
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After charging a little bit, Chen Jue turned on his phone and scanned a power bank on the counter of the small supermarket and picked it up.
After leaving the supermarket, I walked to a ramen restaurant nearby and sat down, ordering three big bowls of beef ramen. I had just consumed a lot of energy when crossing the Blue Sea Lake, so I needed to eat something to replenish my energy.
By the way, lamas are allowed to eat meat, but there are some taboos on details.
The three pure meats can be eaten if the killing was not witnessed by oneself, not killed by oneself, and not killed for one's own reasons. There are also regulations that one can eat the meat of large animals such as cattle, sheep, and pigs, but cannot eat the meat of small animals such as chicken, duck, and fish.
The purpose of doing this is that sacrificing a large animal can save multiple lives, while killing small animals requires sacrificing multiple lives to save only one life.
Chen Jue ordered a bowl of beef ramen and ate it while checking the messages on his phone.
Most of them were just chatting in the dormitory group, and there were also a few messages from Yun Xiaomei asking for advice.
This innocent girl, who follows the ways of nature, is currently practicing the boxing and martial arts taught by Chen Jue to a very profound level. However, she still has many doubts about some of the profound Taoist inner alchemy techniques mentioned in the group information.
Chen Jue answered her questions one by one in the message, and reminded her not to force the blood to hold the elixir inwardly to avoid mistakes. She could steadily integrate it through the method of tortoise breathing, and then seek a breakthrough from Tai Chi.
After all, Yun Xiaomei doesn't have a powerful attribute panel like Chen Jue to make corrections. Fortunately, she is born with an aura of harmony with nature, and should be able to grasp the mystery of "harmony between man and nature" in Tai Chi soon.
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After eating three big bowls of beef ramen, Chen Jue felt warm and comfortable in his stomach. He was a little uncomfortable with drinking cold food and drinking in the wild for several days.
While sitting down to eat, Chen Jue also took the opportunity to observe the diners eating in the noodle restaurant.
These diners include residents of the town, passing tourists, and migrant workers who are building bridges and roads. The emotional auras emanating from them are colorful and changeable.
"The seven emotions and six desires of ordinary people in this world are really as changeable as observing one's facial expressions!" Chen Jue used his [Sacred Heart] to observe these diners, and at the same time he suddenly realized the true meaning of Lao Tzu's words in the "Tao Te Ching": "The sage has no permanent heart, and takes the people's heart as his own."
He is now a true saint in the world, with a peaceful and calm mind. Only by seeing the emotional changes of people in this world, observing others and reflecting on himself, and understanding the spiritual changes in ordinary people, can he further deepen his spiritual practice.
And from the colorful emotional halos emanating from these worldly people, Chen Jue was reminded of the seven treasures of Buddhism: "gold, silver, colored glaze, giant clam, agate, pearl, and rose."
The seven colors corresponding to the seven treasures are very close to the seven emotional halos emanating from people. It is thought that true Buddhas such as Sakyamuni can see through the emotional colors of others through spiritual practice like Chen Jue, and use the seven treasures of Buddhism to introduce them into practice, so that disciples can quickly understand the true meaning of Buddhism that is "colorless and formless."
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After dinner, Chen Jue went to the barber shop next door. In the few months since he started practicing, Chen Jue had never had his hair cut, and his hair was almost shoulder-length.
Now that his holy heart has been fulfilled and he has let go of his obsession, Chen Jue is no longer obsessed with these physical appearances. He happened to see a barber shop and wanted to get a short haircut that would be more neat and convenient to take care of on a daily basis.
When they entered the barber shop, the barber was a middle-aged man with a slicked-back hair, dressed in a cool and trendy style. When he saw Chen Jue dressed in a monk's robe, he hurriedly and respectfully invited him to sit down.
"Master, do you want to cut off all your hair?" The barber put an apron on Chen Jue to cover his hair and asked behind the chair.
"Just shave it short, it's easy to take care of." Chen Jue replied.
"Then cut it as you say!" The barber nodded and came over with scissors and hair clipper. He reached out and touched Chen Jue's black, soft, shiny and smooth hair and found that there was no oil or dirt at all.
Moreover, Chen Jue's hair felt like silk when he touched it. It was unusually thick and smooth to the touch, without any frizz or split ends. He combed it upwards with the comb in his hand without any effort. The hair fell naturally when the comb was hung on it, and it was extremely silky.
In addition, Chen Jue's hair exudes a scent that makes people feel refreshed at the first smell. It is the "fairy air" of a true saint on earth. Even creatures of nature like wild yaks will bow down after smelling it, not to mention this middle-aged barber.
"Master, your hair is of such good quality! If I cut it and sell it, many people will probably rush to buy it. I am a little reluctant to cut it for you." The barber said this, and even felt a little bit reluctant. He almost couldn't hold the scissors and started cutting Chen Jue's hair.
Chen Jue smiled slightly when he heard this, and recalled the hair collectors he saw walking around the streets in the village when he was a child.
When I was a child, I was curious about what the vendors did with the hair they collected.
After I grew up and started working, I suffered from hair loss due to stress, staying up late, genetics and other reasons. Then I realized that the collected hair was mainly used to make wigs and then sold to people like me who suffer from baldness and hair loss.
If Chen Jue had not embarked on the path of cultivation, starting with boxing and martial arts, allowing his body to be reborn, refining his organs and marrow, strengthening his foundation, and constantly moving his qi and blood through small and large circulations, allowing the blood to transport nutrients back to the top of his head, he would not have been able to grow back this perfect and somewhat unbelievable head of hair.
"It's better to have a haircut! All the worries will be wiped out!" Chen Jue smiled at the barber in the mirror, signaling him to be bolder and more efficient.
The middle-aged barber didn't hesitate, and with a click of the scissors in his hand, the black hair fell down and landed on the apron. It was just like the saying "I fell into the dream of the mortal world for no reason, and caused three thousand troubles". When the hair fell, the obsession and troubles in the mortal world also faded away with the wind.
Just like monks will shave their heads and become ordained, becoming a monk and shaving their heads is like giving up the troubles of worldly life.
As he was cutting, the middle-aged barber felt something was wrong. His fingers holding the scissors felt a little strained: "Master! Why is your hair so tough? It's like iron wire! The scissors are almost blunt! I'd better get you an electric hair clipper..."
