The mountains are clear, the water is soft, the mountains are warm, and the morning breeze and clear breeze are refreshing. This season is perfect for climbing mountains. It has a good balance between hot and cold, making it very comfortable.
Further north is the Great River Basin. The Phoenix Mountains, which are part of the Qinling Mountains, are not the same as the connected mountains. These mountains are extremely conspicuous.
There are so many trees below the mountainside. If it is summer, their branches and leaves are lush and green, like a long skirt that stretches to the ground, wrapping the lower body of the mountains and dragging it to the city.
The mountainside is bare upwards, with large rocks of strange shapes, one after another, close to each other. The mountain is so rough that there is no place to stand. Compared with the bottom of the mountain, it really seems to be naked without any cover.
No matter whether it is winter or summer, from a distance, the mountains look like they are bald, and the scenery between the two places on the mountainside and on the top of the mountain is very different.
From south to north, from east to west, it is rare to see people as completely bald as the Phoenix Mountains.
Traveling in those days was not as good as it is now. At that time, I walked all the way in the middle of the night out of curiosity, mostly to learn about the local customs and customs in order to pass the boring time on the road.
When I came to Fenghuang Mountain four or five years ago, I had read the county annals about this place, and I had some knowledge of the landforms here.
This is also the reason why I knew the location of this place at first glance at midnight. In the middle of the night, I supported my sister along the winding path up the mountain. I was not in a hurry. It was rare that I had such a comfortable time in more than half a month. It was not like I put some pressure on myself because of something some time ago, and I kept walking. Feeling contented.
There are few people walking on this path, and the traces of trampling are not very obvious. A former traveler who traveled all over China once said that when out for fun, it is most taboo to walk on the path that others have walked. You have to walk a path yourself to experience the fun.
Seeing what others don't see is the most comfortable thing. The shadows of the trees are whirling, the stream is gurgling next to it, and the occasional chirping of migratory birds returning south early in advance complement each other and are not very comfortable.
In the middle of the night, I looked up at the sun rising in the sky, and calculated the time. It took more than an hour, and I walked around a hilltop all the way to the west. I didn't know where the acquaintance Qi Moyan had arranged for was.
After thinking about it, Qi Moyan's thoughts were gone, and Ye Xiayou, who naturally didn't care about the time, was obviously much happier. He picked up a piece of withered grass in his hand, shook it back and forth, and hummed softly to the song that could only be heard in the palace. Qingle, so unhappy.
At the third watch of the night, I was still moving my qi while walking, wandering around the inner world. The feeling last night was very comfortable. Even when I was sighing and breathing, walking felt a little smooth and mysteriously tight.
One experience for each state, one understanding for each level. After entering the third level and the sixth level after nine turns, no matter whether you ascend directly or indirectly, the inner secrets are different. It is not just the increase of qi, but more related to the increase of qi. The harmony of heaven and earth is nothing more than the cloud, flower and world in Buddhism, and the bodhi leaf and bodhi.
It's just that this nine-turn realm, which is said to be able to absorb the creation of heaven and earth, how can it be absorbed, but the third watch in the night has only a partial understanding.
Not counting the terrifying cultivation level that can only be achieved by the immortal body that can block out the sky and the sun, the good servant who borrowed the power of heaven on the watershed was just an ignorant coincidence on the day of midnight. It passed away, and even he himself no longer had the same state of mind at that time.
The ascent of the realm depends mostly on luck and luck. Even if you can catch a glimpse of it, you can make the wind fly thousands of miles away. The experience in each realm is the same, just like a Qi-refining warrior who can absorb the creation of heaven and earth in the ninth realm, and a foreigner who can operate as he wishes. In the artistic conception of martial arts, how to absorb nature and how to operate as desired depends entirely on your own state of mind. If you follow the path of your predecessors, you will only stick to the form and miss the inner essence.
Just like Zhang Jiu'e was asked to ask Zhang Shangfu, the old master of Wudang who had entered the realm of returning to his true form in the middle of the night. This person was an immortal in the world and enjoyed only a share of the blessings in the world. Naturally, he would be interested in the ambiguity in it. I have unique insights, but I never thought that the old Wudang leader said
"Only by realizing the great truth by one's own chance can one realize the inner mysteries" and sent the person away. The two great monks in the mountains and rivers were confused all day long and could not explain the secret. Yan Yan, who used Confucianism to prove Taoism, could explain it clearly. But the path of Confucianism is the same as that of Buddhism and Taoism, and it pays more attention to a mysterious and mysterious understanding. With that obsession in my heart, if I grasp it, I will be like a pure martial artist outside the mountain who uses martial arts to achieve enlightenment. If he fails to grasp it, he can only practice step by step to advance to the higher realm.
I have been meditating like this for several days in the middle of the night, but I still can't find the trick. As expected, finding a new way of thinking is completely dependent on individual practice.
"Third watch, do you think something will happen to Qi Moyan?" Ye Xiayou suddenly said. The third night of the night laughed and said: "He is an official of the imperial court, and Bilanpo doesn't want to live anymore so she brings trouble to him. We in the Zhou Dynasty are most afraid of chivalrous people who use force to disrupt the ban. We are especially worried about people in the world and send troops to suppress them at every turn. No matter how powerful Gao is, Man, let’s not talk about old monsters like Zhang Shangfu who have returned to the true state. Even if they are like those who invade the house, they can defeat ten enemies with one force. Maybe they can stop an army from charging? No matter how insidious and ruthless Bilan Po is, she still cares about her life. It's okay to make a small fuss, and don't even think about letting her do anything earth-shattering. In my opinion, the most she can do is scare Qi Mo Yan and inquire about our whereabouts, but because of Qi Mo Yan's infatuation with you, I think even Even if you beat him to death, don’t try to pry open his mouth.”
"Say him, just say him, what are you doing with me?" Ye Xiayou raised his foot and kicked Ye Sangen, causing Ye Sangen to
"Ouch", pretending to be in pain. Ye Xiayou added: "I'm not worried about Qi Moyan telling Bilan Po. I'm just wondering if the old witch will jump over the wall in a hurry."
"She doesn't dare." As a Jianghu person, Ye Sangen knew Bilanpo well. In the middle of the night, he said: "Many Jianghu people are most afraid of dealing with the government, especially the old witch. When the old man came down from Bilanpo Mountain, he ordered the guards on the mountain to guard five steps, one post, and ten steps. He said it was to see each other off, and he also Isn't it just to let her see the power of my Zhou army? Bohai County is located in a remote place, with high mountains and far away from the emperor, and concentrated ethnic minorities. The court is indifferent to their policies. They only need to pay tribute and ignore other matters. Therefore, in Bohai There are not many defenders in the county. Bilanpo probably only knows the rules set by Zhou for Jianghu people, but she may not have seen those wolf-like and tiger-like soldiers of Zhou. The old man's appearance can be regarded as a show of force. , how can I let Bilanpo see my great Zhou military style, and let her understand the consequences of violating Tianwei." Ye Xiayou suddenly said: "What about Bohai County, you don't even want to take me to visit."
"Don't look at the excitement and think it's a big deal." Ye Sangen curled his lips and said,
"I have to remember that bad thing for the rest of my life, but I don't dare to feel uncomfortable again." Ye Xiayou giggled.
The siblings had not gone far, and had just passed a mountain. At midnight, they saw four or five people sitting or standing not far ahead, all dressed in peasant attire.
Seeing two people coming from the top of the mountain, the group of people came to greet them. They guessed in the middle of the night that these should be acquaintances arranged by Qi Moyan.
In the middle of the night, I began to think about who else I could know near Phoenix Mountain. Ye Xia'er's ears were so sharp that he heard the messy footsteps and asked, "Is there anyone there?" As far as the eye could see at midnight,
"Hmm" said. Before Ye Xieyou could ask again, Ye Sangeng suddenly laughed and said, "No wonder that guy Qi Moyan said we are familiar with each other. If I hadn't seen them, I would have almost forgotten them."
"who?"
"Bandits." Ye Xiayou was shocked. It's not because I'm afraid, but because I think it's weird to meet bandits here.
In such a peaceful and prosperous time, it is really hard to accept that there are still bandits robbing homes and wreaking havoc in the countryside.
Ye San, who had already recognized who the person was, was even more overjoyed. How could he notice his sister's expression as he walked forward? Naturally, he couldn't guess what she was thinking, otherwise he would have sighed.
"Why not eat ground meat" is a boring comment. At the moment, a lean man in his forties greeted him in the local dialect from a few feet away: "Is this Mr. Ye San Geng here?" Ye Xiayou was stunned for a moment, her heart tightened, and she fumbled for the arm that held Ye San Geng. , calmed down a little, and asked questions,
"What kind of bandit?"
"A group of bandits who are very, very fun." For this answer, Ye Xiayou wanted to have his brain explode.
In the middle of the night, Ye Xiayou raised his hand and patted the back of Ye Xie's hand, telling her not to worry. He strode towards the group and shouted in a very bad dialect: "Dasha." The lean man walked a few steps closer, revealing his mouth. Black Teeth, obviously wrapped around the pipe rod, he chuckled and said: "Oh, Third Young Master, you are really you, I didn't expect you to come." As he spoke, the man walked closer to Midnight Watch. , with a face full of the vicissitudes of life that can only be experienced by turning your back to the loess and facing the sky, always wearing a silly smile, and always showing your black teeth.
His skin is dark, and although he is thin, he is very strong. The man added: "We haven't seen each other for six or seven years. It's great that you still remember who I am."
"Oh, how could I forget this." Ye San walked a few steps closer and hugged the lean man named Dasha. He didn't mind how dirty his clothes were and said with a smile,
"I haven't seen you for six or seven years, everything is fine?"
"Everything is fine. Everything is fine." The man with a very simple name grinned.
"Third Young Master, please let me go, let me take a breath." He opened his hands and pulled back with a naive smile.
"I'm about to be strangled to death." Afraid that his dirty clothes might have stained Ye San Geng's clothes, which were probably more expensive even if they were worthless, he stepped back deliberately.
Ye San Geng laughed loudly, patted Dasha on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "I can't even kick you to death, but I'm afraid I can't strangle you." Dasha laughed silly again, as if he didn't know what else to do except laugh at the moment. What, to express my current mood.
In this world, the most fearful thing is to reunite with old friends who have not seen each other for many years and have endless things to say in their hearts, but maybe it is just a sentence, but still cannot be said.
There is silence when we meet in the rivers and lakes, everything is left unsaid.
