After waiting for Li Ye, who was lying on the snow, to finish his work, Mu Mu jumped down from the snow and hugged Li Ye like a baby, shouting loudly: "Brother is a bad guy. Mu Mu is about to starve to death. Brother ignores me." , hurry up and make some broth."
At this moment when he just broke through, Li Ye was happy. He carried Mumu and walked to the wooden house, while scraping her nose and said: "If you are hungry, there is dried meat in the house. You can tear it into pieces and eat it. It's not okay." Starving?"
Mu Mu tilted her head and yelled, "How can you eat it if you do that? You can only eat a few bites when you are bored, tearing it apart for fun!"
Li Ye couldn't do anything to her, so the two took off their shoes and entered the house. Li Ye added firewood to the stove, lit the fire, and added water to the pot. Then he started to take the dried meat, carefully tore it apart, and first He fed Mu Mu to eat a piece, and coaxed him, "Mu Mu, be good, eat a piece to fill your belly first, and then eat it after the broth is cooked."
After that, he took some dried mushrooms from the bamboo basket and soaked them in a wooden barrel, then mixed them with dried meat and cooked them together.
Mu Mu had meat to eat, so she jumped from the ground to the reclining chair covered with animal skins, kicked her feet around, looked at the busy Li Ye and said, "Brother, why did you go crazy while having a snowball fight with Mu Mu? If you stay still, does Mumu hurt you from the beating?"
Li Ye turned back to look at Mu Mu and said with a happy smile: "How can Mu Mu hurt me? I just suddenly thought about something and fell into a daze. Didn't I scare Mu Mu?"
Li Ye thought about it, it was better not to tell Mu Mu about breaking through the realm, after all, she was too young.
"It's okay. Brother, if you want to be in a daze next time, tell Mu Mu first so that Mu Mu won't be bored for a long time. Fortunately, there is the sun, otherwise he will freeze to death!" He stretched out his little hand and finished eating the meat.
Li Ye quickly tore up another piece of dried meat for her and handed it to her hand. He took out his handkerchief and gently wiped away the foam sticking to Mu Mu's mouth, thinking that since Mr. Bai was away, these trivial matters would be his turn.
The water in the pot was already boiling. Li Ye carefully threw the dried meat and mushrooms in and gently stirred the broth. After a while, the aroma spread throughout the room.
The meat was cooking in the pot, and Li Ye sat at the table, thinking about his own thoughts.
Mu Mu's last move in the air made him seem to have figured out the secret of the "Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand", but because of the sudden spiritual awareness that touched the "Shadowless Dharma Body", he temporarily lost his previous thinking without realizing it. Breaking the latter's situation.
But in the end, my joy outweighed my worries. I thought that if I could coax Mumu to demonstrate a few more times tomorrow, I might be able to capture that moment of inspiration.
Li Ye has always believed that cultivation is a very personal matter. From the day he started practicing to the current state, he has not asked anyone for help, including his husband.
But at this moment, in order to practice "Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand", he actually wanted to ask Mu Mu for help.
At this moment, he didn't know whether what he did was good or bad.
What is the importance of breaking the situation? Or is it more important to practice alone? Thinking of his husband who was hunting in the mountains, Li Ye felt that he should ask him for advice on this matter.
After gradually calming down, Li Ye was in a daze thinking about the words on the animal skin, wondering what kind of person they were? What kind of spiritual practice is there? In order to create such a weird technique, even I, who is so smart, feel embarrassed.
After thinking about it, he couldn't think of a shortcut to bypass this difficult road. He looked at Mumu with confusion and listened to the faint sound of the snow falling gently in the cedar forest. I couldn't help but laugh, thinking that no matter what, I had finally made progress in the cultivation of my spiritual consciousness.
Regardless of whether the husband agrees or disagrees, he decides to try again, but if there is really no other way, he will first put down his practice of "Tianshan Plum Breaking Hand" because he feels that his swordsmanship has improved. In his opinion, , first practice what you can understand at the moment, which is the right path.
If you can't learn something temporarily, you can wait for the long years to come to slowly understand and practice it. The teacher told him that not all practitioners can master every method.
He admired his husband to the extreme, and silently thought that he would be a person like his husband.
Even if it takes more work.
Smelling the aroma of the broth wafting out of the pot, Mu Mu complained that she was hungry.
After Li Ye came back to his senses, he stood up and got the bowl, carefully filled two bowls, put them on the table, hugged Mumu and sat on the chair, took the spoon and asked her to drink slowly without burning her mouth.
He opened the curtain himself, went out of the house, walked around the woods, and looked towards the mountains. At the same time, he let go of his consciousness and tried to feel where his husband and Bai Susu were at the moment, to see if he wanted to wait for them to come back and drink soup together.
After staying for a while, there was no movement. It was estimated that the husband had exceeded the distance between himself and his perception, so he turned back into the woods and walked towards the wooden house.
Mu Mu in the room was an uncompromising foodie. Li Ye served her a bowl of soup, which was mostly filled with dried meat and mushrooms. When he entered the room, he saw that the bowl was empty.
Pointing to the empty bowl in front of her with her little finger, she said, "Mumu wants to eat more meat. Brother, fill it up with another bowl."
Li Ye poured half of the soup in his bowl to her, and poured some hot soup from the pot. He tasted it lightly and found that the temperature was just right, then placed it in front of Mu Mu.
Shaking his head, he took out a handkerchief and continued to wipe the oil stains from her face.
"Mumu, you have your own towel, why do you always ask others to wipe it for you?" Your level is much higher than mine? Li Ye really didn't understand this.
Mu Mu held the bowl and drank the broth carefully. After a while, she seemed a little full, then she put down the bowl, looked at Li Ye and said, "Master said, I am still a child, and my brother has to do these things."
Li Ye was speechless when he heard it. He silently picked up the bowl in front of him and turned around to fill the soup. He thought that he really couldn't reason with a woman, even if Mu Mu was still a child.
After Li Ye despised the two bowls of soup and ate all the meat and mushrooms, Mu Mu, who was full, got off the ground by herself, climbed onto the recliner, pulled the animal skin to cover her body, and her big, watery eyes were already there. The upper eyelids are fighting with the lower eyelids.
Today, she got up a little early with her master. After eating, the blood would naturally flow into her stomach, and naturally she could not stop the intrusion of sleepiness.
He walked over, took out his handkerchief and wiped the grease from her mouth, tightened the animal skin covering his body, looked down at the handkerchief in his hand, and thought it was time to wash it.
Li Ye also liked to lie down and sleep for a while in the afternoon, but today he was in good spirits and not sleepy. He thought that this might be due to some changes in his body after breaking through the realm.
Li Ye thought that it had been a long time since he went to Tianshan Mountain to chant scriptures and practice Buddhism carefully. Today, while Mr. and Bai Susu were away and Mu Mu fell asleep again, he wanted to practice quietly.
He took out a piece of incense from Xingsheng's bag and burned it. He sat down opposite Mu Mu, closed his eyes and raised his five hearts to the sky. Li Ye began to practice the Buddhist rituals that he had not practiced for a long time.
After thinking for a moment, recalling the appearance of the old master monk and the Buddhas in the temple, Li Ye opened his mouth slightly and softly chanted the six-character mantra from his mouth.
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At that time, the Buddha told Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva: All sentient beings who have not yet been liberated have unstable nature and consciousness, bad habits have accumulated karma, and good habits have resulted. Doing good or doing evil, they are born according to circumstances. Revolving in the five realms, there is no rest for the time being, moving through earthly kalpas,... I have no need to worry about the extent of sinners.
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The incense on the table is burning slowly, and the aroma surrounds the entire wooden house. A faint Buddha light appears behind Li Ye in the chanting sutra, which is the Dharma image of the "Wu Yao Dharmakaya" practice.
In her sleep, Mu Mu pouted her mouth and put a finger in her mouth, as if she was not yet full from the lunch meal.
At the beginning of Li Ye's chanting, his voice was very low, as he was afraid of waking up Mu Mu in his sleep. After reading half of the volume, his voice became louder.
Using the Dharmakaya realm of the seventh level of foundation building, the solemn chanting of sutras passed through the wooden house and spread to the open mountain stream, allowing the birds that came out to look for food to hear it and fly to guard the door of the wooden house.
It seemed as if they were here to listen to Li Ye reciting sutras, and they seemed to be waiting for Li Ye to come out and feed them after he finished chanting sutras.
Mu Mu, who was sleeping, seemed to have a faint Buddhist light as she listened to Li Ye's sutras. Normally, she should have woken up long ago when she heard such a loud chanting sound, but she slept for two hours that day. Haven't opened my eyes yet.
There were more and more birds outside the wooden house. There were already dozens of them waiting quietly under the eaves outside. None of them flew away. They were all listening to Li Ye's chanting.
Li Ye chanted the six-character mantra a thousand times, recited the Ksitigarbha Sutra once, and dedicated the sutra to the sentient beings in the mountain according to the ritual.
After he stopped chanting Buddhist scriptures, the birds outside the house began to chirp, as if to tell the owner of the house that he was hungry.
Li Ye couldn't help but smile as he listened to the birds chirping outside the house. He stood up, took some rice from the rice bag and put it in a bowl, then lifted the curtain and went out.
Naturally, the birds outside the house were not afraid of him. They all flew to him, and some even looked for food at his feet.
Gently sprinkle the rice in the bowl on the ground along the eaves, so that the birds who have been waiting for a long time can be fed. On snowy days, it is much more difficult for birds to find food.
Looking at the birds looking for food on the ground, Li Ye suddenly became very happy. He turned around and went into the house to get his husband's piano. He brushed the dust off the eaves and sat on the ground. He placed the piano across his front legs and strummed the strings with both hands. A stream of "Si Wu Xie" flowed out from his fingers.
I can hear the singing of birds in the empty mountain, and the birds at this time are listening to the sound of the piano.
The quiet sound of the piano flowed out from Li Ye's condensed fingers, penetrated the heavy snow and fog, passed through the mountain stream on the opposite side of the cliff, and echoed in the empty Tianshan Mountains, like a clear spring flowing from the mountain, like the birds singing at the previous moment. language.
Just as the red sun is about to set in the west of Tianshan Mountain, it warms all living beings in the world.
The satiated birds stopped chirping and stayed by Li Ye's side, quietly listening to him playing the piano.
If these birds had spirits, if there were spirit beasts like Bai Susu on the other side of the mountain stream that had taken on the form of spirits, they would be like Li Ye's mood at the moment, unfazed, free and happy.
In the dream, Mu Mu turned over and seemed to see the master roasting a hare, tearing the meat legs into pieces and putting them to her mouth.
The husband and Bai Susu, who had returned to the outside of the forest, stopped and listened quietly to the sound of his piano at night.
There is warm sunshine in winter and music in the valley. Life is so beautiful.
