Taixuan Temple is quite quiet.
The wind and rain in Yuncheng stopped at some point, and even the bright moon quietly climbed up the mountain.
Chen Luo is not asleep yet.
Not being sleepy is one reason.
Another reason is that I suddenly felt something in my heart, as if I had some enlightenment.
Is this the storm in Yun City?
Or is it this Taixuan scene?
Hard to say.
It’s hard to say.
But I took out my carving knife and wrote scriptures under the bamboo slips, and I really hit the mark with precision.
Nanshan has written a lot in recent years.
Today, there is no stagnation in writing, and there is a vague feeling that the book is finished... So if this is sleep, it is a bit unreasonable.
There are eighteen sutras in Anhuangzhiyilu.
Among them, there are five volumes of Shanjing.
They are the "Nanshan Sutra", "Xishan Sutra", "Beishan Sutra", "Dongshan Sutra" and "Zhongshan Sutra".
Later there were thirteen volumes of Hai Jing.
What I am writing now is the Nanshan Sutra!
There is also a sutra within the Divine Sea, which is the "Overseas Southern Sutra" in the Sea Sutra.
Chen Luo didn't know what changes would come after this, but he thought it would be very good.
Light a candle.
By moonlight.
The carving knife in Chen Luo's hand was not hasty or fast, and each word fell quietly into the bamboo slips and was carved into the sea of gods.
Each additional word.
The golden light became a bit richer.
When you get to the back, even the doors and windows are hard to resist.
Under the dark night, this Taixuan Temple looks like the blazing sun.
Taoist Taixuan woke up.
With the support of two Taoist friends, Yu Qiankun, he did not dare to get close, but just watched from a distance...
The shock in his eyes was getting bigger and bigger.
"Master, isn't this immortal so powerful? Is he practicing some powerful immortal method? This golden light may not be too rich, right?"
Kundao asked.
There is light in the eyes.
Not only the light that appeared in the room, but also the light within her.
To the light that immortals believe in and pursue.
"Awesome? I'm afraid it's no longer simply awesome!"
Taixuan Taoist said.
He...
I have seen immortals.
The immortals from Taixuanmen have seen it.
But how can the immortals from Taixuan Sect compare to this immortal from Longhu Mountain?
Tonight, he was worried that if he offended the Kong family, this Taoist friend would also be in trouble.
But now I think about it, I was worrying too much.
Longhushan was originally a giant in cultivating immortals.
Even after meeting Shushan, he was an equal, and there were rumors that Shushan and Longhushan had a very good relationship.
So, what's there to worry about?
"Go to sleep...don't disturb the immortal's enlightenment."
Taoist Priest Taixuan said.
So Qiankun Dao and Dao Dao Taixuan supported him and went back to rest.
Chen Luo didn't know this.
He is carving.
It seems that he has lost track of time.
It also seemed that when the time in front of him passed his body, everything stopped. ,
Nothing in the world is important anymore.
The moment the last word falls.
look up.
People are still themselves.
But the place he was in was no longer Taixuanguan.
It is a vast green place.
It spreads for a long time and seems to have no horizon.
There are mountains and clouds.
No end in sight.
Chen Luo was stunned for a moment...
After looking down.
Raise your hand...
There is a book in hand.
The book is [Nanshan Jing]
Already completed...
Then I saw the mountain ahead...
Chen Luo smiled.
Put away the Nanshan Sutra and take a step up the mountain.
There is something familiar about the mountains.
As far as the eye can see are osmanthus trees, all the trees are covered with flowers, the fragrance spreads for thousands of miles, there are gold, silver and jade stones under the feet, there are grasses in the stones, shaped like leeks but with green flowers, the trees on the mountains are shaped like valleys but with black texture, and their flowers shine in all directions.
Repeat dozens of steps.
A beast appears, its shape is like a snake with white ears, and it is lying on the ground while people are walking.
See Chen Luo.
The beast was not surprised, but instead bowed to Chen Luo from a distance.
Chen Luo was not surprised either.
Smiling slightly, he climbed the mountain.
Passed this mountain.
See the mountain again...
Follow the climb.
or high.
or low.
He's not in a hurry.
Every time I climb it, I always stop.
Or see exotic animals.
Or seeing the scenery in the mountains, they are all familiar, but also different.
He didn't know how long he had been gone.
Just remember every mountain he climbed.
Every plant you see.
Every kind of strange beast I encountered...
until……
When I walked down the last mountain and turned back, those mountains burst into golden light.
Then, these mountains seemed to be attracted, and crazily poured into the [Nanshan Sutra] in their hands.
The mountain is gone.
The scripture in his hand has become an extremely ordinary scripture.
Even everything around him is disappearing.
When I look back, I am in that small room again...
Even the lamp oil on the table was not missing, as if it had only been for a moment.
Just, just for a moment?
I'm afraid that's not the case...
In the Nanshan Sutra, there are forty mountains in total, 16,380 miles away...
How can it be a moment?
Smiling slightly, he put the sutra away.
Stretch.
It seems like the stone in my heart has dropped a little...
One volume out of eighteen has been completed.
The world of this industry is already one-eighteenth of the way done.
Good thing!
Since it is a good deed, you should reward yourself.
He looked back and looked around.
It's late at night and there's no one around.
Take out a book.
There is no writing on the cover of the book, but the content inside is very clear.
Although already familiar with every detail.
But when I read it again today, I had a very good feeling.
[In the dead of night, you are looking at a picture album left behind hundreds of years ago. You feel that the pictures in it have a long and lasting charm, and you have a deep feeling.
Your four arts have been improved!
Experience value +1000...
PS: Music, chess, calligraphy and painting are the four arts. These four arts can never be left behind. Since we are human beings, it is inevitable to be more vulgar.
I suggest you look for some new picture albums to look at, you may make great progress! 】
Looking for a new album?
Isn't this inappropriate?
Is that the kind of person our family is?
If it's known, what's the point?
inappropriate!
inappropriate!
My father-in-law is a gentleman, how could he do such an unworthy thing?
"Um?"
Chen Luo let out a light sigh.
There was a sound coming from outside Taixuan Temple...
It seemed like someone was leaning in, but in the end he left?
What the hell?
The speed is quite fast.
Shaked his head.
Don't think too much about it, it's probably some enlightened and enlightened thing that got into Taixuan Temple by mistake.
It was also discovered that this place was where the sects were competing for incense.
So he ran away without realizing it, right?
…
Early next morning.
Chen Luo woke up in bed and stretched.
I went to bed a little late last night, so I woke up a little late today, and even the morning light had already broken.
This is a rare occurrence.
After leaving the room, there were children cleaning the room.
For the road last night.
Chen Luo remembered the name.
For the breeze.
The other Kundao is the bright moon.
It's also interesting to say.
Chen Luo has traveled around the world in these years, visited many Taoist temples, and met many Qiankun Taoists.
It seems that every Taoist temple always has the two names Qingfeng Mingyue.
Of course, in fact, this is not just because the names are easy to remember and sound, but because the two names have different meanings.
The road to spiritual cultivation is always long.
Some people spend their whole lives just standing still and not seeing its meaning, but some people are close to the Tao and are good at it, walking on the Tao as if it were a smooth road.
But no matter what, one thing is the same, that is, the so-called Tao, in fact, what you see is your own heart!
So, those who have just entered the Tao use the cool breeze to express awareness, and the bright moon to express knowledge. Those who are cultivating are enlightened...
See Chen Luo wake up.
Qingfeng saluted quickly.
"I've seen the Immortal..."
Chen Luo replied: "I've met my little friend."
"Did the Immortal have a good rest last night?"
"Very good?"
"That's good. There is food in the back kitchen of this Taoist temple. Do you need Qingfeng to bring it over?"
"No need, you can go to the kitchen by yourself later. And if you are not used to eating first in the morning, you have to exercise."
sports?
Qingfeng doesn't understand.
Chen Luo didn't explain, he just found a place in the courtyard and slowly started Tai Chi.
The punch was unintentional.
invisible.
A few years ago, Chen Luo still had something to chase, but in recent years, he has become more and more casual.
He raised his hand and let it go, as if whatever he wanted to do came naturally.
Strangely enough, it is also true that the deeper the understanding of the Tai Chi Heart Sutra, the deeper the meaning of yin and yang will be.
So later on, this shape disappeared.
Even his mind is getting more and more scattered.
Qingfeng looked at it for a while and found it interesting at first, but gradually, he couldn't understand it anymore.
He doesn't understand boxing.
But I also feel that this is no longer a boxing technique.
Too casual.
Too undisciplined.
But when I think about it, this is an immortal...
The golden light from last night is still vivid in my mind. If it weren't for immortals, why would they have visions and supernatural powers?
It's probably because he's not above his own level, right?
He could only explain it this way.
…
Chen Luo eventually left Taixuan Taoist Temple.
He went to Yun City for the Wuquan Mountain in Lanzhou.
Therefore, there is no need to stay.
I just went to the bookstore when I was out of town...
When he left, the boss saw him off personally.
"Next time if Mr. Li comes to our Yuncheng, please inform Mr. Zhuang. Mr. Zhuang must also treat Mr. Li well."
Chen Luo sighed.
"You're so polite, shopkeeper. I just bought some books to read at my leisure today. I won't buy them next time."
"Of course, of course, we are all scholars. Zhuang understands that there is no need to buy it next time. It can be delivered to Mr. Escort no matter where it is."
"Is this okay?"
"nature……"
The shopkeeper smiled: "By the way, don't you know your name yet?"
"You want a name?"
"It has to have a name, otherwise how can I give it away? The silver you left here, sir, is dozens of taels of gold..."
Chen Luo thought for a moment.
"There's no need to go through the trouble of escorting. If a new album or something comes out, you can send it to Red Sleeves and say it's from Li Chungang, and someone will naturally give it to me."
The shopkeeper nodded.
"I understand Mr. Li..."
See Chen Luo leaving.
Shopkeeper Zhuang was a little emotional.
Is Mr. Li the first person to send erotic albums to Hongxiu Zhao?
Really wonderful person.
But when I think about it, if I am not a wonderful person, how could I buy so many books at once?
…
It's a coincidence.
When leaving Yun City, I happened to pass by the Kong family again.
When people from the Kong family saw him from a distance, there was coldness and hostility in their eyes. Although they concealed it very well, Chen Luo could always see it.
Puzzled...
Don't pay attention to it.
Not long after, we passed the City God's Temple, which collapsed.
Even the clay statues of gods inside were completely broken.
The aura of the Divine Lord is still there.
But he seemed to be aware of Chen Luo's appearance, and his aura was far away, as if he didn't dare to get close.
Chen Luo was stunned.
That aura last night was this City God?
But why are you so afraid of yourself?
don't know!
I really don’t understand…
Is it possible that our family is so scary? ? ?
(End of chapter)
