Nightfall Chapter 2: The story of spring (middle)

Zhishouguan seemed more and more silent under the starlight, as if no one had visited for countless years, and the golden silk-like thatch was hanging down by the eaves, as if the starlight had become substance. Prince Longqing sat at the desk next to the window, reading the scrolls in front of him, completely ignoring the inhumanly mysterious beauty around Taoist temples. There was only the desire for new knowledge in his eyes. He seemed so calm and focused, just like the side in front of the window. Jinghu.

On that day, when he opened the scrolls of the Book of Heaven, he saw the names of Dao Chi Shu Chi and Ning Que, and he felt jealous, hatred, and resentment, because he was originally the son of Xiling. The three people stood at the same height. However, on the snowy cliffs of the wasteland, all the good things were destroyed by Ning Que’s arrow. Although he had another great chance on the shore of the South China Sea and set foot on the path of spiritual practice again, everything was equal to Starting again, he had just entered the cave profound realm now, and he seemed to be farther and farther away from the front.

But it didn't take long for him to turn all the negative emotions in his heart into nothingness, because he is now in Zhishou, as long as he has the corresponding ability, he can read all the books. This is an unimaginable great opportunity, this is the highest-level story in the world, and negative emotions such as resentment and hatred are low-level things that worldly mortals will be immersed in painful toss and cannot match.

This does not mean that Long Qing no longer hates Ning Que, no longer jealous of Ye Hongyu and Mo Shanshan, but he understands that all hatred and painful feelings are all very boring processes. More important is the result. As long as he can become stronger again, or even stronger, just like the news from Xiling Temple a few days ago, he can also regain all his lost things like Ye Hongyu, and even gain more.

At this time, the book of heaven Long Qing is reading is the third of the seven books: the sand scroll.

The reason why this book of heaven is called Shazijuan is because it records countless practices, some subtle and unspeakable, the way to get started in the mountain sect, the magical meaning of the Haotian Taoist, and the flower of the Buddha. Yan Zhufa, and even the most mysterious evil technique of the Demon Sect, are as complicated as rivers and sands, and cannot be counted.

This book of heaven records almost all practice methods in the world. Whether in terms of the number of collections or the quality of practice methods, only the back mountain of the academy can contend with them. As for the famous ones in the world The Qinghe County Library is not qualified to compare the two.

Starlight falls on the pages of the book, shining clearly on the human figures painted with thick ink. There are countless lines flowing back and forth between the human figures, and under the writing, there are densely recorded exercises. The key to practice and precautions, this kind of practice that feels a bit strange is called Gray Eye.

Grey Eyes is not a Taoist technique, nor is it a Demon Sect technique, but many years ago, after a certain great power of Zhi Shou Guan killed an elder of the Demon Sect who practiced gluttonous Dafa, he thought about the dangers in battle. , After three nights of contemplation, with the knowledge and wisdom like the sea, the product of the transformation of the Taotie Dafa with the Supreme Dafa.

The foundation of this practice is the gluttonous Dafa. In essence, it still seizes other practitioners’ mind consciousness and strengthens oneself. It’s just that after the Taoist transformation, there is no need to swallow flesh and blood and directly seize consciousness. It was as **** as before, and it seemed a lot of fairness and peace, but in fact the evil was as cruel as ever.

If he were the proud and clean prince Longqing before, then he would certainly not practice such evil techniques, even if he would be tempted by powerful forces, but now he has experienced so many things, once very dirty Dirty, once extremely weak, had done a lot of ugly and evil things, he was no longer the prince Longqing that year, so he did not hesitate to start practicing.

Xinghui is like water, and the Taoist courtyard illuminated by it is cool and cool. The thatched house is relatively dark. Long Qing looked at the script of the book and sand, his consciousness moved slowly with this exercise, and his face became paler and paler.

…………In the South China Sea a few days ago, a small boat was rising and falling between the waves. The sun on the sea was extremely blazing. The fish had already dived into the deep sea, and the seagulls naturally disappeared without a trace. Long Qing knelt behind Taoist Tsing Yi, and was exposed to the scorching sun, but his face did not turn dark, but pale.

This is the depths of the South China Sea. I don’t know how many miles away from the land. I can’t see the coastline for a long time. The Taoist in Tsing Yi is standing on the boat head, watching the waves roll, but he seems to be watching the ebb and flow of the coast.

"Attachment is an obstacle, even if it is attachment to light and darkness."

The hot wooden board made Long Qing feel that his knees were about to be scorched, but he did not dare to make any movements, and his voice trembled slightly: "The disciple once tried to stop being attached, and marching towards the north night on the wasteland. However, even so, I still didn't see the light in the dark."

Taoist from Tsing Yi held his hand behind him, stood on the head of the boat and looked at the sea and said: "What do you want to find, so you made a choice, and making a choice itself is a kind of persistence."

Long Qing asked: "Then how can I not be attached?"

The Taoist in Tsing Yi said: "Buddha pays attention to meditation and meditation. What you pursue is loneliness. If you are not attached, you will not move. If you move your mind, one thought is light, and one thought is darkness. How should you choose? You don’t need to choose, you just need to follow Haotian’s choice."

Long Qing said: "But... the disciple is not the **** of the oracle, and he can't perceive Haotian's decree. How do I know what Haotian's choice is? How do I know that he has no wrong judgment?"

The Taoist in Tsing Yi said: "Whatever you think of, it is what."

Long Qing was very confused and said, "Isn't that doing what he wants?"

Taoist Tsing Yi suddenly laughed and said indifferently: "Everything in the world is doomed by Haotian, and the operation of all things is under Haotian's control, including the human heart. If this is the case, where is there really to do what you want without being disciplined? If you follow your own heart, you are actually following Haotian."

Hearing these words, Long Qing felt as if the wind and snow on the wasteland had been spilled from his head, and immediately washed away the scorching sun, becoming very refreshing, and he instantly understood many things.

He bowed forward, pressed his forehead against the hot deck, his voice trembling slightly was full of desire and courage, and said loudly: "The disciple wants to become stronger."

The Taoist in Tsing Yi said: "The day before yesterday, I threw you into the fountain of fire, and with the endless warmth and compassion given by Haotian, you can rebuild the snow-capped mountains in your body. Now you can practice. If you want to become strong as soon as possible Get up, then after you land ashore later, go to Xiling and enter that Chakan."

Long Qing now knows the incomparably noble status of Taoist Tsing Yi, and he can naturally think that what he said in his mouth is the legendary Zhishou Guan, and he can't help but ecstasy and kowtow again and again.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi said: "There are still six books in Guanzhong. When will you read these six books, then you may be considered powerful, but reading is a very painful thing after all... Ye Su needs to stabbing himself with a sword to take his gaze away from the pages of the book. With your mind determinedly unable to resist the temptation of the heavenly book, when Dao Xin is broken and resurrected, the pain is beyond words."

Long Qing said with a firm expression: "The disciples are not afraid of pain, nor hardship."

Taoist in Tsing Yi said: "There are thousands of Taoist disciples, and there are very few people who have the opportunity to learn and watch. You are not a great priest of the temple, and you are not a former disciple who has made great contributions to the Taoist school. Guanzhong can only do a handyman, do you dislike this status?"

If the practitioners in the world know that they have the opportunity to enter Zhishouguan to read the seven-volume book, let alone doing handyman, they will be willing to dig out the dung every day, and even the dung pond will feel the fragrance.

Long Qing naturally also thinks like this, without hesitation, he said: "The disciple is willing to do anything for Dao Sect."

Tsing Yi Taoist said: "I can feel your mind at this time, but there are some very violent old people living in Guanli, even I don't want to care about them, you should not be afraid then."

Long Qing was shocked and speechless. He wanted to know what kind of person the watcher is. Is there anyone else in the world who can make him troublesome besides the master of the academy?

…………The Zhishouguan in the night, occasionally sounded a few insects.

Long Qing's face became paler and paler, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans kept rolling down from his forehead, his eyes became more and more loose, and he looked abnormally weak. You can imagine what kind of pain he is now suffering.

Every time he opened the sand scroll, he would endure endless pain, and tonight when he started to practice, the pain became more and more terrifying. On the seemingly ordinary pages, it seemed to be born Countless invisible swords kept piercing his Dao Heart, trying to pierce his Dao Heart into a honeycomb.

When he finished reading the last word in the gray-eyed technique, his Dao heart was also shattered into countless pieces, and the fear and the pain of thousands of swords directly caused him to faint.

I don’t know how long it took, Long Qing woke up, and the morning light appeared outside the window. He looked at himself in horror and found that there were no wounds on his body. Dao Xin was still as stable as yesterday, as if it appeared in the heavenly book last night. Thousands of intangible sword intents are all fake.

He walked out of the thatched hut in a muddle-headed manner, held hands and washed his face by the lake, became a little more sober, then went to his house to wash briefly, started cooking with water and fire, and waited for the three teachers who served the book After the uncle finished his breakfast, he carried two loads of water and a few boxes of things and walked towards the back.

This spring, Long Qing spent day after day in Chisori, sweeping the courtyard, cooking and working, wiping the table and grinding ink, doing all chores. Only in the middle of the night did he have the opportunity to read and practice. The life was very hard. , But his state of mind was very peaceful, without a trace of complaint, just doing it in silence, and then fighting for all time to be able to read.

Interestingly speaking, Ning Que, his biggest enemy in the world, has basically lived such a hard and fulfilling life in the past ten years, especially after entering the academy. I don’t know if this is the answer to the academy. In the words of the little uncle, if fate chooses someone, then there will be many things to do.

Long Qing walked out of the Taoist temple, carrying a pole and carrying a suitcase, to a cliff.

In these days of Zhishouguan, he has no complaints, even if it is unbearable pain, he is willing to do it, but looking at this cliff, his eyes are full of fear and wanting to escape. look.

Under this cliff is a dense green forest, and the cliff wall is covered with vines about the thickness of a finger. In the crevices of the vines, you can faintly see that the body of the cliff is gray-yellow and you can still see There are many cave openings on the cliff, the cave is deep and I don't know how deep it is, revealing a mysterious smell.

This cliff full of grottoes is very high, giving people a majestic feeling. Standing at the foot of the mountain, Longqing is like a tiny ant. If someone overlooks the earth from a very high sky, they probably think this The cliff is nothing more than a humble mound, an ant colony covered with moss.

(To be continued)