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- Taoist Qingfeng's purpose for going down the mountain is very clear, which is to help the Ming Dynasty reopen the sun and the moon, and make the world stable. As long as there is another kind of governance like Renxuan and Hongzhi, it will be a great merit.
Until he met Qian Yiqun, Taoist Qingfeng suddenly felt that he was very superficial.
As a monk, what is the difference between fighting and killing for merit and those dogs fighting for meat and bones? Look at this young Taoist priest. He is only a few years old and has already captured five souls. He doesn't even know what merit is, so he is willing to embarrass Jiannu at every turn, and is bent on destroying the foundation of Luchou.
Naturally, there are many such people in Liaodong. But that was because his family was killed, his property was occupied, and he had an unforgettable grudge against Jiannu. And this kind man was obviously from a wealthy village in the south of the Yangtze River. He probably had never even seen what a Jiannu looked like before arriving in Liaodong, yet he had such a firm belief. What is compassion? This is compassion!
Taoist Qingfeng bowed deeply and said: "With Taoist Master's power, we will be able to turn bad luck into good luck, and bring good luck to people and heaven."
"Thank you for your good advice." Qian Yiqun smiled bitterly.
¡ª¡ªIf you had known that merit was so important, why would you want to kill Bumubutai just for the sake of convenience? Anyway, someone like her who has a great influence on the Dragon Vein must die, right?
Qian Yiqun then thought again: But my merit is easy to come by. As long as I have Youxian Shu, I may not be able to accumulate a lot of merit.
Having made up his mind, Qian Yiqun planned to wait until he recovered a little and then go on a tour to other worlds to gain merit and get through the addiction of a great god.
"What are Taoist Master's plans next?" Taoist Qingfeng asked.
"I have to find a teacher with good medical skills to cure this arm first." Qian Yiqun raised his unconscious forearm and suddenly found that the skin on his hand had turned purple-blue. This is not a good sign, it may be a precursor to muscle necrosis.
Qian Yiqun tried Kun Ling, but unfortunately the spell that could bring the dead back to life could not dispel the curse from the ghost, which was quite helpless.
"Taoist Master, why don't you come with me to Longkong Valley," Taoist Qingfeng said, "My senior brother Hu Zhongzi is the best at refining elixirs and medicines, saving lives and healing the wounded. And after hearing what Jiang An said about his relationship with Taoist Priest, I and other fellow practitioners all admire him. If If it weren¡¯t for the fact that Senior Brother Hu Zhongzi is really not good at running around, I¡¯m afraid he would have come to meet the Taoist Priest long ago.¡±
Qian Yiqun also heard Jiang'an praise Hu Zhongzi's superb medical skills, but he did not refuse and said, "It's so rewarding."
"Let's walk there together." Taoist Qingfeng knew that his sword was flying too fast. Even if he set the speed to the slowest, Qian Yiqun might not be able to keep up.
Qian Yiqun was about to agree when he suddenly felt something. He looked up and saw a black spot slowly approaching in the sky, and soon there was an eagle's call.
The Jurchens like to tame Haidongqing as their hunting assistants, so there are often falcons flying in the sky. Qian Yiqun's ears and eyes were sharp and his senses were sensitive at the moment, and he could clearly hear the call of the little eagle from the hawk's cry.
"Taoist Zhang," Qian Yiqun pointed to the flying eagle in the sky, "That's my friend. Could you please help us guide it down?"
Taoist Qingfeng said, "What's the difficulty?" He immediately lifted his sword into the air, circled around the eagle, and then came back down again.
After all, the mountain eagle is an ancient spiritual species. How can its IQ be comparable to that of ordinary feathered species? He croaked repeatedly to point out the direction to the fox and deer on the ground, and then he also landed.
Qian Yiqun tilted his head slightly and let Shan Ying stand on his shoulder. This close relationship between a person and a bird made Taoist Qingfeng quite envious, and he secretly decided that he would also find a hairy companion to join hands on this lonely path of cultivation.
After a while, the fox and the old deer also came. Seeing the outsiders, the fox remained silent and just let Qian Yiqun touch its neck as a greeting.
"Fellow Taoist, I have Brother Lu walking on my behalf, so I can't move fast in this mountain. You can use your sword to lead the way." Qian Yiqun said.
Taoist Qingfeng thought about the same truth. After Qian Yiqun blessed various acceleration spells and turned over, he took off with his sword and flew towards Longkong Mountain.
Qian Yiqun took advantage of Qingfeng and took the old deer, fox and mountain eagle into the holy land of Cuiluan without paying attention.
Along the way, I have long been tired of the old deer. Where can I go to the road immediately? The first spell Taoist Qingfeng learned was flying with a sword. He had never had a mount, so he naturally did not consider the sustainability of animal power.
"What's going on?" The fox asked anxiously as soon as he entered Cuiluan Mountain.
Qian Yiqun chuckled: "With the Jurchens' dragon veins cut off, as long as they survive the backlash, they have no hope. But, why didn't you tell me the importance of merit!"
"Merit? Can that thing be eaten?" the fox asked disdainfully.
Qian Yiqun was stunned.
Neither Fox nor Zhongxingyue believe in the imported word "merits". In their view, practicing cultivation in line with the Tao is enough, and there is no need to worry about what is gained or lost. Only those monks who are not talented enough and do not have deep connections need to think about those shortcuts.
With Qian Yiqun¡¯s level of refining the five souls, why should he care?
"Multiple blessings are always good." Qian Yiqun cannot agree with this prodigal thinking, but still feels that any power that strengthens oneself should be cherished. He immediately told the detailed story of how he cut off a human's dragon vein, as well as the episode in the Jiannu Palace.
"It seems that your mission in the world of mortals is not progressing slowly. In just a short time, you have eliminated the serious trouble in your heart." The fox praised, "By the way, why did the little eagle say you took its spiritual core?"
Qian Yiqun was confused. After he counted the goods he received from this trip one by one, he finally found that he took out a treasure from the golden scale basket that he had almost forgotten - a jade phoenix statue.
When the mountain eagle saw the jade sculpture, it flapped its wings and flew over. The old hen sat on the jade sculpture like a nest, motionless, with its sharp beak spread out, looking very excited.
The fox said: "This is its spiritual core, which has been carved by someone. It should have been an egg."
"What is the spiritual core?" Qian Yiqun asked.
"It's the remains left behind by our ancient spiritual species after their death," the fox said. "If you practice it, you can mold it into a spirit body by chance and possess it."
Qian Yiqun was quite surprised: "I thought this was just a treasure."
The fox laughed again.
"That jade sculpture just summons a dead white phoenix. What's the use?" said the fox. "If you let Bi Fang collect its spiritual core, you can get a living white phoenix. Well, although it lasted at first The time is relatively short.¡±
Everyone knows what to do with this deal. Although Qian Yiqun and Bi Fang have known each other for a short time, they are commissioners sent directly by their master and their status is different. What's more, he knew that the ancient spiritual species had an incomprehensible persistence in reshaping the spiritual body, and he was not willing to interrupt Bifang's return.
"I'll give it to you." Qian Yiqun touched Bi Fang's head and thought to himself: When it reshapes its spirit body, I'm afraid it won't be able to be so presumptuous.
Bi Fang is the sacred bird that guards the Yellow Emperor's chariot.
At this moment, Bi Fang turned his head away very comfortably, letting Qian Yiqun's fingers shuttle through the feathers.
"What about your spiritual core?" Qian Yiqun was more concerned about his old friend and asked the fox.
"Our spiritual core" The fox struggled for a moment, "Let's wait until you form a holy fetus, and you need to be more refined in your spells."
"Where did you get killed while wandering around?" Qian Yiqun was curious about where the fox's body was placed. Why did it sound so unreliable?
"We'll talk about it then." The fox turned his head away and lay on the ground, "We need to rest, we are so tired from traveling."
The fox was not the only one who felt tired. The old deer feasted on the exotic herbs in the green mountains, drank enough of the clear stream water, and found a comfortable place to lie down and rest. The mountain eagle devoured the jade carving, curled up its head and took a nap.
Qian Yiqun had nothing to do, so he simply closed his eyes and meditated, trying to use his yang energy to drive away the coldness in his hands. Although the effect is not good, it is still much better than leaving it alone.
After the humans and beasts had rested, Qian Yiqun and his friends left Cuiluan Mountain and returned to the northern wilderness where dripping water turned into ice.
The energetic old deer quickly caught up with Qingfeng. This was of course because Qingfeng slowed down and ran towards Longkong Valley, kicking the snow and ice.
Qian Yiqun was quite surprised when he saw the welcoming pine for the first time.
One side is covered with snow, while the other side is lush and green.
With just one step, it¡¯s like traveling through two worlds.
"Taoist Master, please come this way." Qing Feng lowered his sword light and led the way as the master of this room.
Qian Yiqun also got off the deer and followed closely behind, enjoying the land in the north and south of the Yangtze River.
At this time, it was not popular to compile famous places. Qian Yiqun saw the scenery on the roadside was out of the blue, with strange colors, but Qing Feng was used to seeing it and did not think of explaining it. After walking all the way to the entrance of the valley, Qian Yiqun saw two bluestone columns standing, with golden patterns faintly reflected on them.
Qian Yiqun looked carefully and recognized that it was a piece of cursive script. He stopped, raised his head and read: "It's so lonely to be lonely without dust." Then he turned his head and read the second line: "Qingxu has the way and the fruit is Qingxu."
¡°It is indeed the work of a god.¡± Qian Yiqun praised.
Taoist Qingfeng smiled slightly and said, "This is the mountain gate of Longkong Valley."
Qian Yiqun asked curiously: "The name of the valley is Longkong. Does it have any allusion?"
"The origin of this place is that it is a place where monks live leisurely, exchange Taoist teachings, and spend time together." Taoist Qingfeng explained, "Because there was a great sage who claimed to be from Longkong Mountain, and he taught many people in the valley. The monks are grateful. His morality was so named after Longkong. Well, this couplet was also inscribed by him. There is another mystery in it."
"Oh? What's the mystery?"
"When people with insufficient cultivation come to this door, they will always turn a blind eye, or even have all kinds of delusions in their minds, and leave quickly. Only true cultivation can see these two couplets." Qing Feng said.
Qian Yiqun looked at the sentence "Lonely and dustless, so lonely" again, chewing it in his mouth repeatedly. Although the aftertaste was sweet, he always felt that something was wrong.
Qingfeng was about to walk, but when he saw Qian Yiqun standing still, he had to stop and wait for him. If you want to see true and false practice, patience is the shallowest layer. As long as you have some enlightenment in sex studies, you will never be in a hurry, panic, or impatient about one thing.
Therefore, Qian Yiqun injured his hand, but he didn't take it seriously. Although Qing Feng had secular matters to attend to, he never made a sound to urge him. The two paths are different, but the steps are the same.
"Oops!" Qian Yiqun sighed, stroking his hands, "I always feel like something is wrong, so that's it!"
"Oh? I would like to ask for advice." Qingfeng read it twice and bowed, "I have read this couplet since I was a child, and I have never felt that there is anything wrong with it."
"Is loneliness not the dust of the heart? How can there be truth in innocence?" Qian Yiqun stood with his hands behind his hands and pointed.
Qing Feng read it secretly and praised: "Sure enough, there is some truth. If the spiritual platform is pure and dust-free, you will naturally be happy and harmonious, and how can you be lonely. However, I would like to ask the Taoist priest to elaborate on this theory of purity and emptiness."
"What is pure and empty is the Tao. If a person can keep these two words, he is in the Tao. Where does the Tao come from?" Qian Yiqun said.
Taoist Qingfeng frowned slightly: "The Great Dao is so broad that it embraces everything. Even if you are in a house of fire, you are still in the Dao. I'm afraid it's inappropriate to say that those who enter Qingxu have no Dao."
When Qian Yiqun heard it at first, he felt that what Qing Feng said was reasonable and laughed dryly: "I'm just talking nonsense, don't take it seriously."
Qingfeng said "humble", and the two of them went inside again.
As soon as Qian Yiqun's feet left the ground, his head suddenly felt like being hammered, and his whole body felt cool and refreshing. He could only hear the scriptures and bells inside, all of which were extraordinary. But he has a strong sense of Taoism and a clear understanding of his heart.
"Taoist Zhang." Qian Yiqun stood still again.
"Taoist Master, please speak." Taoist Qingfeng had no choice but to stop.
"Did you get one?"
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The first one is Tao.
Whenever someone says that he has obtained ¡°one¡±, he definitely does not have ¡°one¡±.
Because this person already has the concept of "one" and the concept of "get". So this is two.
Qian Yiqun has already stated the main premise of "Qingxu is Tao", and "Tao is one". If a person is Qingxu and knows "Tao", then it is "two". Although the great road is all-encompassing, having two minds is by no means a pure and empty state.
The reply given by Taoist Master Qingfeng Shicai equates "being in the clear void" with "being in the Tao". In fact, "Zai Qingxu" actually means "obtaining the true way". Although people are always in the Tao and cannot exist beyond the Tao, but not everyone can grasp the true Tao and use their mind like a mirror.
"Did you get one?"
Although Qian Yiqun's question was simple, Qingfeng felt as if he had been hit with a heavy hammer. He was silent for a long time, and then he said cautiously: "If a Taoist gets one, he only knows 'one', and he definitely doesn't know 'got'."
Qian Yiqun grinned, and his whole body suddenly felt refreshed. An awe-inspiring aura rose from bottom to top, straight into the middle of his body, circling into a cloud, and lingering for a long time. He took a step forward, feeling refreshed. Take another step, and the bones will be scattered. When he took the third step, he felt light and weightless, floating as if he were rising.
"People know what they say but don't really know it!" Qian Yiqun sighed, and then he seemed to have heard this sentence somewhere. In his mind, he gradually sketched out a small temple in a mountain col, in which there were three masters and apprentices, all sitting in meditation. The white-haired old Taoist in the middle suddenly shone with light, and his dirty Taoist robes turned into solemn robes.
Qian Yiqun's heart trembled: In fact, why is Master forbidden to speak? There is another secret in this silent teaching, but I am so confused that I am in a treasured mountain and don¡¯t realize it!
It¡¯s not poisonous, return to its original position!
As if the gods were calling, Qian Yiqun immediately immersed himself in the Zi Mansion. A round and bright bead formed in the void. It was the sixth of the seven souls, floating quietly in it.
The black Qingxin clock made a clicking sound that was constantly heard.
?Qian Yiqun followed the sound and saw numerous cracks on Dui Gua, like the back of a turtle, flowing out bursts of sharp golden energy, only to finally peel off.
This is the epiphany.
An epiphany that comes from gradual enlightenment.
Taoist Qingfeng only gained a little bit, and he was already very happy. When he came back to his senses, he saw that the aura of the kindhearted man had changed drastically in the blink of an eye, and there was a faint otherworldly aura. When he took a closer look, he actually condensed into the sixth soul in an instant, and he couldn't help being surprised.
What is surprising is that there is actually someone who is born with the seed of a god. When he practices, he is so easy to practice and makes great progress.
Fortunately, the sixth soul is different from the previous five souls and is the most difficult to cultivate. Because at this point, the quantitative changes accumulated before have turned into qualitative changes, the three poisons have almost disappeared, and the dirty ghosts in the body have almost perished. At this time, the sixth soul is condensed, and many monks will obtain their own magical powers.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Supernatural power!
"Neither learning nor practice nor transmission, no roots, no fate and no consumption."
It¡¯s just a thought, don¡¯t follow your heart.
There are so many Taoist cultivators in ancient and modern times, and 99% of them come here because of these two words.
The ancient and modern Taoist people were rare, and 99 % of them stopped here.
Qingfeng was about to tell him about supernatural powers when he heard footsteps coming from afar.
Qian Yiqun also looked around, and saw a middle-aged Taoist priest coming calmly, holding a fly whisk, tapping it lightly in the crook of his arm, and raising his palm: "Blessed are the gods of immeasurable blessings, fellow Taoists, are compassionate."
"God has mercy, Master has mercy." Qian Yiqun bowed and bowed in return. When he raised his head, he looked at the Taoist carefully and saw that his bones were strange, his soul was clear, and his pair of fine eyes seemed to be able to read everything in the world.
¡ª¡ªHe should be a master who is good at deduction.
Qian Yiqun's heart moved again, and he said, "Is it possible that the Taoist Master is the middle child in the pot?"
"The poor Taoist takes the pot as his nickname," the Taoist said with a smile, "it makes fellow Taoists laugh."
"There is a huge universe in the pot." Qian Yiqun said with a smile.
"The sun and the moon are long in the dream." Hu Zhongzi replied.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
¡ª¡ªThis is the high purity of Qingshan as my friend, and we travel together in love and friendship!
Qian Yiqun secretly admired it in his heart, and then remembered the true temple on Qionglong Mountain that day. Although there was a solemn Taoist temple, it lacked the freedom of Taoists, and it was not worth private ownership.
Looking back at the Qionghua Temple in Yangzhou, it is a secular temple. It is difficult to say whether it promotes Taoism or not, and there are no such immortal figures.
"I have seen my Taoist friends standing in the courtyard for a long time, why don't you come in?" Hu Zhongzi stepped forward to support Qian Yiqun's black hand, took a closer look, and immediately took out a gourd from his sleeve.
There was a clanking sound in the gourd, and I didn¡¯t know whether it was copper coins or gold coins.
The middle of the pot pulled out the plug, and suddenly a fragrance came out.
"This Yangchun Pill can dispel Yin evil." Hu Zhongzi said, placing the pill in Qian Yiqun's numb hand, and squeezed Qian Yiqun's hand tightly.
Qian Yiqun only felt a stinging pain in his palms. He cried out and said in surprise: "My handhas feelings." (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!) - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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