The boy in the palace had epiphany and self-enlightenment in front of the saint.
The kettle on the stove made a whining sound. Yun Tianhong sighed softly, picked up the kettle, poured it into the purple sand, and poured himself a cup of spiritual tea.
Yun Ziyi held her chin up and stared blankly at the young man who was in the process of enlightenment, wondering where did you come from as a monster?
On Xuefeng Mountain, in the wooden house in front of Han Lake.
The old monk looked at Monk Buli who was sitting in front of Chi and said with a smile: "Chi'er, I am still worrying about how to get rid of your murderous aura. The young man on Meishan is already enlightening on the power of yin and yang between heaven and earth."
Buli, who was sitting blankly, was startled. He looked at the old monk and asked blankly: "Master, what is the power of yin and yang between heaven and earth?"
The old monk thought for a while, looked at him and said: "One yin and one yang are called Tao. All things are born from Tao, and they all have different attributes of yin and yang. Just as you see the sun and the moon, water and fire, heaven and earth... ..."
Buli nodded as if understanding, and then asked: "What does Yin and Yang have to do with our brothers' practice?"
The old monk was stunned, looked at him and sighed.
He said leisurely: "The origin of life comes from innate Qi, which is divided into Yin and Yang. That is, the heart is the nature, and the kidneys are the life. The heart is Li and belongs to Yang, and the kidneys are Yin."
"Yin and yang generate three, that is, the three combinations of essence, qi, and spirit. From this, if it goes forward, it will give birth to human beings... If it goes retrograde, it will return to the origin and it will become the elixir of immortality."
"Isn't he a human? Should we go back and think about where he came from?" Monk Buli was a little confused.
"Idiot, you haven't reached this level yet."
The old monk shook his head and said softly: "Why do I want you to get rid of the murderous intention in your life, and then wait for one day to practice to the realm of mortal transformation?"
"Why? Master, please help me clarify my doubts." Monk Buli shook his head.
The old monk was a little angry, so he picked up the wooden stick beside him and hit him hard on the head.
Shouted: "You idiot!"
"After yin and yang is Tao. If you don't enter Tao, how can you understand the laws of heaven and earth? If you don't understand the laws of heaven and earth, you will never be able to transcend the ordinary and become a saint throughout your life..."
The old monk sighed with emotion: "I didn't expect that at this age, he would already try to understand the power of yin and yang. In less than a hundred years, he would be able to enter a realm that many people cannot touch in their entire lives..."
Monk Buli burst into laughter upon hearing this.
He touched his painful bald head and said with a smile: "He will be able to save me when he attains the Tao. Let him enter first. Disciple, don't worry."
In the opinion of Monk Buli, whenever Li Xiuyuan understands the principle of harmony, he can enlighten himself.
Just like when he achieved enlightenment and breakthrough in Niujiao Town overnight, he was full of confidence in this brother.
The old Taoist priest looked at his appearance and wanted to hate him but couldn't. After all, this was his disciple. He was very happy to have reached such a high level today.
It seemed that it was a correct decision to hand Fu Li over to Li Xiu Yuan and bring him into the world.
Thinking of this, he looked at Buli and said with a smile: "He wants to come to see me. You can go to Meishan in two days..."
Buli laughed when he heard this: "That's not bad. I thought he would stop having brothers after meeting the female saint of Meishan."
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In the next few days, Li Xiuyuan only did two things.
I got up in the morning and practiced swordplay for an hour in the wind and snow, and then copied Buddhist scriptures. In the afternoon, I went to the main hall to drink tea with Yun Tianhong for an hour, and asked him about some legends about the Xuanwu Continent.
Then he returned to the wooden house and continued copying scriptures.
He wanted to copy three volumes of scripture before going to Xuefeng Mountain.
The pine ink in the inkstone emits a faint floral fragrance, and together with the scriptures spread on the table, it exudes a faint cold fragrance.
It reminded him of the poem he wrote for Tantai Mingyue using peach blossom juice in Lantian Town.
This was also the time when he had an idea and used peach blossom juice mixed with pine ink for the first time in his life.
It can be said to correspond to the artistic conception of the cold fragrance filling the sleeves on the bright moon night in Tantai.
After several days of work, he finally finished copying the three volumes of scripture before Monk Buli came to Meishan.
Stepping into the morning mist of Meishan Mountain, Li Xiuyuan handed the scripture wrapped in white cloth to Yun Ziyi, and followed the monk Buli as he drifted down the mountain.
Before Yun Ziyi could recover, Li Xiuyuan's voice came from far away: "Tell the female saint to send a message to the old monk if you have something to say..."
Yun Ziyi looked at Liang's back and jumped up, shouting: "Little thief, you won't take me with you when you go to play!"
Li Xiuyuan chuckled: "You can follow me, you are more familiar with the roads here than I am..."
Monk Buli waved to Yun Ziyi from a distance and said, "Junior sister, please don't cause trouble. Master has business with him."
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Facing the last snowstorm in winter, Monk Buli took Li Xiuyuan to many places, almost all the places he could go on Xuefeng Mountain.
Finally, she looked at him and laughed and said, "You're welcome. This will be your home from now on. You can come to the master for discussion at any time."
Li Xiuyuan shook his head, thinking that a saint's upper body and heavenly heart can come to him as he pleases?
Unless, like Bu Li, he became a disciple of the old monk.
Then this went against his wishes. At the moment, he didn't want to be attached to any holy land or sect.
Looking at the peaks of Xuefeng Mountain hidden in the snow and mist, they are completely different scenery from Meishan Mountain.
If Meishan is compared to a gentle woman, Xuefengshan is a rough man.
Meishan gave him a feeling of beauty and tranquility, while Xuefeng Mountain had green mountains and a precipitous feeling.
It seems that when the old monk chose this place to meditate, he really wanted to stay away from the world and become a great monk.
Standing on the edge of the cold lake, the world seemed unusually quiet. The old monk had not returned from his trip.
Li Xiuyuan felt a little inexplicably nervous, which was completely different from how relaxed he was on Meishan Mountain.
Probably because he had met Yun Tianhong several times before, even in dreams.
And when he thought about having to meet the Holy Spirit alone today, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous and uneasy.
Monk Fuli has always regarded Li Xiuyuan as a brother, so naturally he will not treat him as an outsider.
Pointing to the cold lake in front of him, he said: "In the autumn before it freezes, the master will sit here and fish. The fish are not afraid of him. They will even jump out to play when it freezes..."
Looking at the cold lake shrouded in snow and fog, Li Xiuyuan sighed softly and said, "That only means that your master does not have murderous intent. Even the fish here are not afraid of him."
The previous monk Buli was never quite sure what Master Mingyue meant.
Now that I heard Li Xiuyuan talking about murderous intent again, I thought about it for a moment and figured out the reason.
Looking at Li Xiuyuan, he chuckled and said, "I didn't understand why the master never caught any fish. It seemed like he squatted here and fed the fish from time to time."
Li Xiuyuan said: "The problem is that the holy monk is not sitting here for fishing. Maybe this is an attitude of practice?"
Buli looked at him and said, "I want to see the master fishing and see if the fish are afraid of you?"
"Is this necessary? Maybe I'm not as good as you if I'm quiet?"
Li Xiuyuan looked at the lake in front of him, imagining the old monk sitting alone in the cold lake fishing.
In my mind, if I were sitting here, would I be fishing or fishing for myself?
Thinking about the old monk living alone in the cold lake without fishing, the fish here must like him very much, right?
And what about yourself? Can I be like the old monk?
Speaking of compassion, if you look down and think about it, he is not even one ten thousandth as good as the old monk...
Monk Buli looked at his silent expression and couldn't help but said: "Master asked me to join you in the world. Do you plan to take me to Tianyun Mountain? Or Loulan City?"
Li Xiuyuan was startled when he heard this, frowned and remained silent.
In his opinion, Tianyun Mountain and Loulan are not the best places for monk Buli to practice. With Monk Buli's temperament, his murderous intention will only become more and more serious.
"It's not urgent. We'll talk about it when we leave Meishan."
Li Xiuyuan sighed: "I am in trouble all over myself. If you follow me, your murderous intent will only become more and more serious."
Monk Buli was startled, patted his shoulder and said, "Master has left all my future cultivation to you. You are not even afraid of killer bandits, are you still afraid of me?"
"I don't have to worry about having too many debts, I don't have to worry about having too many lice. Do you think I am you?"
Standing on the terrace of the old monk, Li Xiuyuan stared blankly at the cold lake in front of him, but what he was thinking about was the yin and yang power of heaven and earth that he discussed with Yun Tianhong that day.
There is yin and yang in the sky and earth, day and night in the world, spring, summer, autumn and winter in the four seasons, the water and fire on the sword of reincarnation...
Lost in thought, he looked at the cold lake that was frozen into a large piece of ice.
I couldn't help but say: "If there were no endless life between heaven and earth, would this huge lake burn dry like the kettle on the stove?"
Monk Buli was confused. How could he know what Li Xiuyuan was thinking at the moment?
When he was about to reply, the old monk's voice rang out in the wind: "Yes, if there were not the endless cycle of yin and yang between heaven and earth, this place would have become that boiling kettle."
Li Xiuyuan was startled, looked at the old monk Xu Bu came in front of him, quickly bowed his hands and said: "This junior has doubts in his heart and can't figure it out, so he has to come here to disturb the senior monk's purification."
"Let's talk after we enter the room." The old monk seemed to be walking slowly, but in an instant he stood in front of the two people, and then opened the ajar door.
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The water is snow water from Xuefeng Mountain, and the tea is naturally the spiritual tea from Meishan Mountain.
The old monk sat quietly at the table, waiting for the young man in front of him to light a fire, boil water, and make tea.
It wasn't until he picked up a cup of spiritual tea that exuded a light aroma and drank half of it that he quietly asked: "Do you want to melt two different sword intents?"
Monk Buli was stunned for a moment, looking at his master and Li Xiuyuan without saying anything. At this time, he knew what he should do.
Li Xiuyuan added spiritual tea to the cups of the three of them and said with a wry smile: "This has been going on for a long time. I don't expect to complete the practice in a short time. I just need to find a way to practice."
The old monk nodded, put down the spiritual tea in his hand, and said quietly: "I am ashamed to say that neither I nor the owner of Meishan ever thought about cultivating the second sword intention."
Li Xiuyuan was stunned. He didn't expect that the old monk, like Yun Tianhong, only focused on studying and comprehending the great ways of heaven and earth, and disdained the techniques practiced in the world.
"Is it possible that if you practice the law to a certain extent, it can replace the sword intention?"
Li Xiuyuan suddenly saw the rules on his jade plate.
He looked at the old monk and asked: "If understanding the laws of heaven and earth can be transformed into sword intent, then why do we need to practice so hard?"
In his opinion, the worst thing to do is to put down the fusion of these two different sword movements.
At worst, wait until the old Taoist priest said that he is as high as the sky, and then go back and solve the immediate trouble? !
After a moment of silence, the old monk looked at him and said with a smile: "Theoretically, this explanation is correct. When you reach that height, then go back to practice swordsmanship, and you will naturally get twice the result with half the effort."
Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this: "So, before that, what should I do when I encounter danger? Is it possible that I will spend my whole life practicing in the mountains?"
Hearing this, Monk Buli was even more confused. If his mind was like this, Master wouldn't let me go to Loulan with you?
Although I thought so in my heart, I didn't dare to say it out loud.
After all, the old monk is not Yun Tianhong, nor is he Yun Ziyi. The old monk is usually much more rigorous than the owner of Meishan.
The old monk put down the tea cup in his hand.
Looking at the two people, he said seriously: "Both paths can be taken, but if you can understand this truth first, then the road ahead will be much easier."
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