All these changes made Zhang Mo more determined on his own path. He began to combine the meaning of the "Yu Qing Sutra" with his own situation and created a set of practice methods of his own. Slowly, his disease is no longer an obstacle, but has become a unique scenery on his way forward.
In the dead of night, the wind on Liuyun Mountain was still blowing, blowing the hair on his forehead, like the loving mother of nature, silently soothing all his hard work and fatigue. In this mountain, Zhang Mo found his connection with the world, nature, and Tao, and his illness silently became a key to a higher realm.
On this day, Wen Qian and Shui Zishu also came to the library to read. They were both well-known beauties in the family. Wen Qian has slender eyebrows like willows, skin like snow, and a pair of eyes that seem to be able to see into people's hearts, always with a bit of bookishness.
But Shui Zishu is different. Her beauty lies in her watery and vivid smile, which makes people feel good about her. The arrival of the two always attracts the attention of the male students in the library.
Wen Qian saw Zhang Mo holding the "Jade Pure Scripture" in a corner, walked over and asked softly: "Zhang Mo, do you really think that the "Jade Pure Scripture" can be helpful to cultivation?"
Zhang Mo raised his head, a bright light flashed in his eyes: "I don't know, I was just attracted. I really don't know if it can help."
Wen Qian said in surprise: "If you fail the test then, you will be punished with hard labor."
"Penalize me with hard labor." Zhang Mo chuckled. He and the monkey spent a lot of time chopping firewood. "I don't really care. That kind of hard labor punishment is a trivial matter to me. This classic gave me some insights. It taught me It tells me how to understand the world and how to integrate with all things."
Wen Qian was shocked by his words. Although she didn't understand them clearly, she could feel the profound meaning behind them. Shui Zishu was also listening quietly and asked with interest, "Can you let me have a look?"
Zhang Mo smiled and handed over a thick roll.
Shui Zishu opened it, and it was indeed a standard classic Taoist basic scripture:
"Mysterious energy has just begun to bloom, and it is vast and boundless.
The rhythm of life and breath is the law.
The mind is as calm as water, and understands the world.
Cultivation is like a forest, and the Tao hides in the heart.
Dantian is like a furnace, refining true energy.
The triple burner is unobstructed and the sea of qi is endless.
Be as open-minded as a valley, accept heaven and earth,
Tao follows nature and returns to true tranquility.
Sitting in forgetfulness, washing away the mortal world,
The true self is suddenly enlightened, and the Dharmakaya appears.
Take care of yourself in the four seasons and practice in an orderly manner.
The sun, moon and stars guide practice.
Obsession is like a cloud, if you let it go, it will become clear.
There is no self or anything, and the mind is pure.
Sensing the universe, rhythm and resonance,
Tao follows heaven and earth and returns to Xuanji.
Jade Pure Scripture, the essence of Taoism,
Practice sincerity and become one without any boundaries.
With an open mind, wisdom comes naturally.
The Tao and the Dharma exist forever and are immortal. "
There is no fighting method or specific method in the whole article. It is all about understanding the world and oneself.
Shui Zishu flipped through a few pages and handed it back to Zhang Mo, smiling and saying: "It is indeed a classic and the foundation of Taoism. But for me, the first thing I have to face is the assessment. Let's talk about it after I pass it."
Wen Qian looked at the dozens of volumes of the "Yu Qing Zhen Jing" and nodded: "It is very risky to chew on this kind of classic." It took more than a month to read it, and it would take several more to understand it in detail. Month, go and meditate to comprehend again, more than half a year has passed, if you have gained something, it will be okay, if..." She looked at Zhang Mo, but did not say the rest.
Shui Zishu said: "This depends on the individual's understanding. It is normal to not understand anything for half a year, and then the assessment will fail."
Zhang Mo nodded: "That's true, but for me, it's okay to pass the assessment, but it's okay to pass the exam."
The two of them spread their hands, shook their heads, and felt helpless. They each borrowed a copy of "Mastering Scripture and Warfare in One Hundred Days" and "Thirty-Six Ways to Write the Word Thunder", and then left.
Since then, Zhang Mo has been like a breath of fresh air in the cultivation world, or a freak, sticking to his own path. And those exam-oriented education-style books such as "Mastering Scripture Warfare in 100 Days" and "Complete Illustrations of Scripture Warfare" are still very popular.
Whenever the setting sun shines on the library, students in the auxiliary department can see Zhang Mo still sitting there, with the "Jade Qing Scripture" in his hand. He seems to be isolated from the world around him, immersed in a world of his own. The realm of cultivation.
In the library pavilion, the fragrance of books is accompanied by the breeze, slowly wandering in the magnificent attic. The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the window lattice and onto the ancient wood-colored bookshelves, coating each classic with a layer of warmth. Phnom Penh. In such a place, time seems to slow down, allowing people to forget the prosperity of the world and return to inner peace.
In the blink of an eye, the autumn wind is already bleak.
Ji Xiaoyu also came to the library this day. She was looking for a book.
She walked lightly, as if she didn't want to disturb the peaceful library, and her eyes swept through the shelves, looking for the "Key to the Five Elements" that was crucial to her practice.
She knows that this book is crucial to understanding the use of the power of the Five Elements. If she can get the essence of it, it will be of great help to her future path.
When her eyes inadvertently glanced at Zhang Mo's figure, she was slightly startled. His focused posture seemed as if the whole world had nothing to do with him, and the book in his hand was his only focus.
He held the "Yu Qing Scripture" in his hand and concentrated on it, as if only he and the book in his hand were left in the whole world. Ji Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed through her heart.
After not seeing each other for more than half a year, he seems to have grown taller. He is wearing a simple gray robe. Although not as gorgeous as other students, his Qingjun temperament is elegant and elegant. His face was resolute, his eyes were deep, and his black hair was tied casually to the back of his head, with a few strands falling randomly on his forehead from time to time, adding a bit of chicness.
Ji Xiaoyu shook her head gently to dispel the surprise in her heart, and turned around to continue looking for her target.
Soon, she found the "Key to the Five Elements" she was looking for in a corner of the library. The cover of the book is worn by time and looks old, but this adds to its mystery.
Ji Xiaoyu found a seat, sat down, and carefully opened the pages of the book, immersed in the complex theory of the Five Elements and the numerous talismans in the book.
When Ji Xiaoyu looked up again, he saw that Zhang Mo was still immersed in his world and had no time to look around.
There was no disturbance in her heart, she just smiled softly and walked out. With a soft sound, the door of the library slowly closed. Ji Xiaoyu's figure had blended into the afterglow of sunset, but Zhang Mo still didn't notice her. When arriving and leaving, he frowned, held his hat in one hand, and stared unblinkingly at the yellowed page in his hand. "The Jade Qing Sutra" seemed to be his whole world.
His obsession with this book was almost to the point of obsession, as if it contained the key to unlocking the mysteries of the universe. He was unaware that he had just missed a silent encounter.
The afternoon sun shines through the misty clouds and onto the peaks of Liuyun Mountain.
The figure of the thin monkey was like a bolt of lightning passing across the sky, passing through Taibai Peak. With a little arrogance and pride, it landed in Anpingju Xiaoyuan where Zhang Mo was.
"The 'Eight-Armed Divine Fist' is coming."
The thin monkey proudly showed off his nickname, and then showed off his newly learned boxing skills.
Zhang Mo looked at Shouhou's punching technique that was full of tension. There seemed to be a sound of wind and thunder in the fisting style, which was indeed unique.
The thin monkey has a long and slender body, and there is a sense of agility in his movements. Every punch and kick comes with the roar of the wind and the roar of thunder.
After a set of punches was finished, Shouhou looked at Zhang Mo with a proud look on his face.
Zhang Mo smiled: "I really have to think about the name."
Zhang Mo raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a leisurely and contented smile. He thought to himself, Fengyue and Taoism are both my favorites. His eyes lit up and he said, "How about Fengyue Taoist?"
Thin Monkey curled his lips, with a dismissive attitude in his expression: "This name sounds weak and weak, not heroic at all. You have to choose a domineering one."
"Let's talk about it later if we think of something better."
The thin monkey looked at Zhang Mo's 8th level aura and was slightly surprised.
"Have you advanced?
"yes"
"Eighth level of foundation building?"
"Definitely"
Thin Monkey praised: "It's really rare."
"But...you haven't practiced any skills?"
"Yes, we don't take the Kung Fu test, this year we are studying scriptures and fighting techniques."
"Then how many words can you write?"
"Not one."
"Then what are you doing?"
"Read the Jade Pure Scripture"
"Are you all reading those ancient books?"
He shook his head, a trace of sympathy flashed in his eyes, "As expected, the auxiliary sect is different from us. You'd better stay in the mountains for the rest of your life. Otherwise, if you go out and meet a warrior, you will most likely be killed instantly."
Zhang Mo was not angry, and chatted about each other's experiences. They chatted for a while, and then the thin monkey said goodbye and left in the air, his figure quickly disappearing into the flowing clouds.
Zhang Mo, on the other hand, was once again immersed in the subtle meaning of the Jade Pure Scripture.
