The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 149: Looking for answers in waxed pork ribs, scriptural sounds, and hanging hats
Looking at Jing Jiu's pale face and the gold under his eyes, Zhao Layue was silent.
The quiet garden is not quiet, coughing sounds from time to time.
Liu Shisui was holding the third broom made this year, sweeping the remaining snow and debris on the ground, his face was a little pale, and he coughed from time to time.
The winter in the past few years has been a bit cold, and the Guocheng Temple will fall snow, and the conflict of true Qi in his body has become a bit serious.
The white cat walked into the garden, looking back and forth on the pale faces of Jing Jiu and Liu Shisui, full of pity.
The life of the master and servant is not so good now, but Zhao Layue is the opposite. She has grown white a lot, with two healthy reds on her face. It looks like an apple, it can be broken by a bomb, and it is fresh and delicious. It is completely different from the girl with short hair and messy dust on Jianfeng.
The white cat slowly walked to the front of the porch, jumped to the wooden floor, stepped on her knees, stretched her body, rubbed her face, and then lay down carefully in her arms.
Guocheng Temple is the largest temple in the world. It pays attention to the quiet cultivation of Buddha, and its status is extremely high in the hearts of mortals. Before the New Year's Day, the surrounding villagers naturally dare not use firecrackers to disturb the quietness of the masters. There is no sound of firecrackers, but the smell of the New Year is floating from outside the temple...
Some are cured pork ribs, some are pickled fish, and some are newly slaughtered pigs.
Even if you are outside the world, even if there is a great Zen sect, you still can’t stop these red spirits. Whether you practice or practice Zen, this is the reason why it’s difficult.
There are several teams in Chaotian Continent, just like these smells, marching towards Guocheng Temple.
This year is three hundred years after the death of the former Emperor God, the royal family sent a mission to leave Chaoge City.
The first emperor abdicated and died in suspension, and finally passed away in Guocheng Temple. This is one of the greatest secrets of the Jing Dynasty. Naturally, there are not many envoys. Except for the cavalry accompanying them, there are only two real officials. The official next to Lu Guogong looked calm and calm, and he didn't know which prince's son it was.
On this matter, only Guocheng Temple, Zhongzhou School, Qingshan School, Shuiyuean, and Yimaozhai know that according to the old rules, representatives will be sent, but three hundred years have passed, and it’s not a major event. Send young disciples. It's good to come to Shangzhuxiang to show your feelings.
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At the top of Tianguang Peak, the clouds and mist are scattered, and the sun is quite beautiful.
Zhuo Rusui knelt in front of the stone tablet, thinking that it is better to lie down on his knees. What is the master going to do?
Qingshan's head Liu Ci looked at his closed disciple and said: "What do you always do so lazy? Don't learn from him, there are some things that you can't learn."
Zhuo Rusui said helplessly: "I'm really sleepy...Cultivation is too exhausting. I don't use my free time to rejuvenate my energy. Should I look around?"
"So you keep drooping your eyelids, and no one is looking straight?"
Liu Ci said in a cold voice: "This time I go to Guocheng Temple, you have to see it when it's time to see it, don't make a mistake, don't miss it."
Zhuo Rusui was silent for a while, and said: "The disciple obeys."
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Shuiyue'an did not send anyone for some reason. Yi Maozhai came from Xi Yiyun. Three years ago, he did not go to Yunmeng Mountain to participate in the reunion of the questioners. It is said that he was editing works written in the fantasy world at that time. This time he can come to Guocheng Temple and want to come. The editing has been completed, and the realm has improved again.
Two people were sent from Zhongzhou. Bai Qianjun’s injuries have been fully recovered, and Yuan Yingqi’s cultivation base is more stable, but he is much more silent than before. In addition, the disciple is obviously higher in status than him, with The drapery covered his head and walked straight ahead. When he passed the plaque of Guocheng Temple, the man stopped and watched for a moment before he lifted his step again.
From Qingshan, it was Zhuo Rusui, not the leader of the disciples, who crossed Nanshan, because the young powerhouses who had crossed Nanshan and Liangwangfeng had already followed the commander to Baicheng to support the court army in the direction of Xueyuan. Zhongzhou faction did not send Tongyan here, because Tongyan... is still digging a hole in the ground.
He dug in the dark ground for several years, dug through a few mountains and rivers, and finally came to the depths of the earth.
Looking at the faintly glowing Qingtianjian that was wrapped in ice a few miles ago, he realized that he had been a few years ahead of schedule.
He miscalculated one thing. Everything in the world is familiar to him. Even digging a hole can become familiar with him, and he will become even faster.
The gloomy light from the Qingtianjian illuminates the cave deep in the veins of the earth and also illuminates his face.
I don’t know if the light is too weak or the ground is too dark, his raised eyebrows seem to be thicker than before.
The reason why he raised his eyebrows was because he was puzzled. Why did the coercion that had always been high suddenly disappear? Where did Master Kylin go?
According to the Zhongzhou School’s rules, Qilin, as a mountain beast, must not leave Yunmeng Mountain.
That's fine, he doesn't have to worry about being discovered by Master Qilin and then torn to pieces.
Thinking about these things, he walked to the Qingtianjian and found that the ice layer outside thejian was about a few feet thick, which looked like a huge glass cube. He stretched his hand to the surface of the ice layer and found that the chill was terrible, even he felt a bit bitter and painful, and judging from the touch, the ice layer was extremely hard, even if it was difficult to cut with a flying sword.
Feeling his arrival, several gloomy lights appeared in Qingtianjian, which were refracted into strange rays of light in the ice, and Qing'er's figure gradually appeared.
Because of the refraction, her figure is a little deformed and very light, as if it might disperse at any time.
Qing'er sees Tong Yan, with a surprised look on her small face, she rushes to the edge of the ice block, but can't get out again, as if she was locked in.
"Are you here to save me?"
Tong Yan looked at her calmly and said: "No."
Qing'er looked at him blankly and said: "Then what are you doing?"
Tong Yan said: "I heard your call for help, so I came here and asked you what happened."
In the cave house left by Luohuainan that year, when he heard Qinger's call for help, he quickly figured out many things.
Master will not respond. If he wants to know what happened, he must come to Qingtianjian to ask questions in person.
So he started digging into the ground, digging endlessly for six years, and finally came here.
Qinger's voice trembled slightly and said: "I don't know how you got here, but I want to go through all the hardships, and you... just to ask me a word?"
Tong Yan said: "Yes."
Qing'er couldn't understand, looked at him and said: "The truth...is that important?"
Tong Yan said calmly: "The chess pieces are only divided into black and white. The color is very important to me, and I am repairing the chess path. The chess path is the solution, and the solution is to find the answer."
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being alive is a process of constantly searching for answers.
It’s just that some people find that there is no solution to the problem very early, or they are too tired to solve the problem, so they choose to give up.
But there are always many people who are constantly looking for answers.
Zhao Layue searched for many years, and finally found the answer she most wanted to know, but she hadn’t fully determined how she would follow her path of cultivation in the future.
Yu Shisui has no problems, so there is no need to look for answers, except for the innocent conflicts in the body.
Jing Jiu has only two questions, who moved his hands and feet in the disappearance of the smoke, let him fly, but still failed to cut the cause and effect, and then the immortal body did not exist, and who sneaked on him and knocked himself out of the world. He has confirmed the latter's answer, and he is still looking for the former, but he already knows it.
Yin San is also looking for answers in the Buddhist scriptures. How can the soul and this body be perfectly unified?
There were gusts of overcast wind from the tong patio, which was suppressed and dispelled by countless runes, and then scattered invisible by the sea breeze.
In the mountains and forests not far away, the courtyard of Shuiyuean is looming.
There is a round window in the deepest quiet room, facing the snow lake, the picture is very beautiful.
There is no wind here, and the light on the window sill is not shaking, but for some reason it is still a little misty, as if it might go out at any time.
I named myself this name for the winter because she didn't like winter and wanted to pass it soon.
may be because of this reason, she has been sleeping, her long eyelashes won't blink, and she only breathes once after a long time.
The small sedan with blue curtains stopped outside the quiet, and the master of Shuiyuean was sitting by the lake outside the window.
They looked at the lamp, and the question in their hearts was, how long can you burn?
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Many people don’t like winter. The only benefit is probably the excitement and food during the New Year, as well as new clothes.
There are still three days before the New Year, and people who came to participate in the pagoda worship ceremony have arrived at Guocheng Temple one after another.
Zhuo Rusui stood in the quiet garden, looking at the remnant snow on the eaves, his expression was a bit solemn, thinking that the banks of the East China Sea had become so cold, what should the snowy field be like?
Jing Jiu looked at him calmly and said, "Your realm is still low, don't think about going to the north."
Zhuo Ru Sui thought about how you had an attitude with the master, and said: "Senior Uncle Bai and Uncle Mo took the brothers from Liangwangfeng to Baicheng. Why am I embarrassed to stay in the south?"
Jing Jiu said: "I didn't agree with Liangwangfeng's approach. It's really a big deal. The young disciple will die if he goes there."
Zhuo Rusui disagreed, and said: "Some things are always something people do."
Jing Jiu said, "Wait until you enter the Pohai Realm."
Zhuo Rusui realized the logic after thinking about it, and he looked a little weird and said: "Uncle Master, are you saying that you are optimistic about me?"
Jing Jiu said: "Yes, disciples like Jian Ruyun who are not promising, it doesn't matter if you want to take risks, but you have a promising future, so you have to cherish your life."
Zhuo Rusui stared into his eyes and said, "What should I do if the beast tide comes?"
Jing Jiu calmly said, "I have been here many times."
If you change to Liu Shisui or another Liangwangfeng disciple, you will continue to compete with Jing Jiu at this time. Zhuo Rusui felt that what Master said to Jing Jiu seemed to be somewhat reasonable. A genius like himself should stay at the most critical moment before turning the tide and saving the world from fire and water...
And he is really lazy.
Jing Jiu's appreciation of him is probably also related to this.
"Uncle Master, I think the environment here is good, let me live here."
Zhuo Rusui feels that Jingyuan is very quiet, much better than the guest house that Guocheng Temple arranged for him.
Zhao Layue suddenly opened her eyes and said, "There is no place."
Zhuo Ru Sui suddenly lost his energy, turned around and walked outside, drooping his eyes and muttering: "Keeping grudges, too much grudges."
The next day, the monk crossing the sea brought a few medical monks back from Baicheng, and Chanzi stayed there and sat with the saint.
The monk crossing the sea came to Jingyuan for the first time, told Jing Jiu about the situation in the snowy field, and asked him what he thought of it.
Jing Jiu wondered why this kind of thing had to ask himself.
The monk crossing the sea smiled, did not say anything, turned and left.
That night, Lord Deer came.
Jingyuan has been visited by guests continuously, which is really a bit lively, as if the entire Chaotian Continent knew that Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue were hiding in the Guocheng Temple to listen to Buddhist scriptures and practice meditation.
Lu Guogong knew Jing Jiu’s temper. He didn’t say anything about the snowfields, nor did he talk about the situation in the North Korea. He just talked about a few interesting things that happened to Jing’s family-Jing Shang’s job in Taichang Temple. The Secretary was still at ease, Jing Li entered the palace and became the companion of Prince Jing Yao, practicing the Qingshan exercises together, but it seemed that he had encountered some minor problems in marriage.
Seeing that Jing Jiu listened more seriously, Lu Guogong was relieved, thinking that he was right to bet. According to Liu Shisui and Zhao Layue, Jing Jiu’s words are much more than that of the past, and the whole person is also a lot more vivid, but in the eyes of Lu Guogong, as Jing Jiu’s realm and reputation are getting higher and higher It is getting more and more prosperous, and the immortal spirit seems to be getting heavier and heavier. They are really worried that Jing Jiu will ignore the world's affairs at this point. So, how should they, Jing Jiu stay in the world, deal with it?
After Guo Lu left, Liu Shisui dragged it again and wiped all the footprints left by him and Zhuo Rusui.
Jing Jiu said to him: "Tomorrow will be more lively, you avoid it, don't come over."
Although not many people participated in the worship of the tower, it represented the Jing clan dynasty and major sects. If people find that Liu Shisui, who was supposed to be in the Qingshan Sword Prison, is here, it may be a little inconvenient. Liu Shisui thought the same way, nodded and agreed.
Zhao Layue glanced at Jing Jiu, knowing that this was definitely not the reason.
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On the second day, the ritual pagoda officially began. The process of response is not much different from that of folks going to the grave, except that there are more monks outside Jingyuan who are chanting scriptures.
Jing Jiu would naturally not participate. Sitting in the guest house in the depths of the Jingyuan, listening to the sound of the scriptures floating outside, looking at the white banner blown by the cold wind, he was silent and did not know what he was thinking.
Zhao Layue made him a cup of tea and pushed him on the floor, without saying to let him out.
was qualified to enter the Jingyuan, and only six people paid homage to the small stone tower.
are Lu Guogong and the court official, Zhuo Rusui, Xi Yiyun, Bai Qianjun, and the Zhongzhou faction disciple wearing a hat.
The sea-crossing monk and the Dachang monk were greeted by the tower, watching that the Zhongzhou school disciple was still wearing a hat at this time, and I couldn't help feeling a little displeased.
Xi Yiyun only learned this time that the former emperor really became a monk in Guocheng Temple, and was even buried here. I was shocked. I thought that it's no wonder that Guocheng Temple is so close to the royal family.
Looking at the expressions of the monk crossing the sea and the great monk, he turned his head and looked around, and saw the Zhongzhou school disciple wearing a drapery hat, and said: "Please take off your hat."
The master of the Guocheng Temple monk is inconvenient to say something. He naturally wants to talk. Yimaozhai has always acted like this.
Bai Qianjun looked at him in a cold voice and said, "You speak carefully."
Xi Yiyun looked at him calmly and said: "Are you sure that you are really awake? Do you still think of yourself as the emperor?"
This is naturally something in the illusion of Qingtianjian.
Hearing these words, Bai Qianjun's expression changed slightly, a little green.
He really did everything in the Blue Sky Mirror Fantasy Realm, and finally became the co-lord of the world, who knew that Xianlu fell into Jing Jiu's hands.
This incident has become a legendary story in the monastic world, and he has naturally become the biggest joke.
Yimaozhai scholar is not a temperament to bear grudges, but he will never forget grudges. In the illusion, Emperor Qin killed Xi Yiyun, slaughtered his disciples, and banned his doctrines. How can you forget such deep hatred even if you leave the illusion, how can the so-called rules of asking questions control people's hearts.
At this moment, the Zhongzhou school disciple wearing a veiled hat slowly said, "Are you sure you are qualified to let me take off the hat?"
His voice is very good~IndoMTL.com~ but the tone is a bit strange, like a child who has just learned to speak, not very proficient.
If Liu Shisui was present at this time, he would think of Jing Jiu who had just arrived in the small mountain village 30 years ago.
The most important thing is that the voice of this Zhongzhou school disciple seems to contain countless clouds, which are stuffed from the ears into the heart, making it hard to breathe.
Xi Yiyun breathed slightly, knowing that the opponent's realm was surprisingly high, and that he was far from an opponent.
But he did not give up, watching the man firmly said: "The dead are the greatest! What's more, it is His Majesty the Emperor!"
"It makes sense, dead people are always worthy of sympathy, but you have to remember that even the emperor is not qualified to let me take off my hat, let alone you junior!"
The Zhongzhou school disciple took off his hat and looked at Xi Yiyun and shouted.
Yiyun's chest became stuffy, and if he was hit hard, he spouted a mouthful of blood.
The people in the Jingyuan Garden looked at the face of the Zhongzhou school disciple and the two horns on his head. They were shocked and unable to speak.
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(I will leave for the northeast tomorrow, on the road, I must write a lot less, if I will say it in advance, I will report it to everyone.)
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