The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 129: Master and straw sandals
Go to Beimang alone, Chapter 129 Master and Straw Shoes
The Fighting Swordsman in the Snow Author: Fenghuo Opera Princes
[Update time]2013-07-1622:08:59[Word count]3304
It’s a rare good thing to enjoy the blessings together. It’s not bad to have someone accompany you to endure hardships together. It’s not bad. Yanyangguan Supervisory Institute has such a mentality. It’s like this mentality. It’s a little bit of a conversation with a scholar surnamed Xu. It’s really a blessing for this trip. Jiuwei Daoist Luo Pingyang knows how to look at people's faces. Although the face of this negative man is not in line with the gas, there is an unpredictable weirdness, but no more It wouldn't be a bad person if he didn't help. Besides, he and his apprentice wouldn't be guilty of other people's efforts to deceive and deceive. Over time, some little secrets were no longer hidden and tucked away. Xu Fengnian gradually learned that this unknown little Taoist superintendent was very diligent in preaching Taoism and teaching careers, and taught his apprentice how to refine Qi along the way. Xu Fengnian paid for the silver, and the old Taoist didn’t mind him watching and listening. Today, the young disciple sat cross-legged in the shade of the back stone by the weak water bank, with his feet folded in the shape of a buddhist vajra, according to Master’s instructions. Sitting in the Daomen is like sitting in the door. The old Daoist carefully took out a few yellowed books from the bookcase and handed them to Xu Fengnian. He said with a smile: "It's true that I don’t know each other. I was born in a wealthy family when I was young, and I also read many poems. Book, there are elders in the clan, Huang Lao, who studied the classics and practiced Taoism. He followed that elder to refine Qi for a few years. Later, the family fell into the middle of the family and didn’t want to give up halfway. Reading all over the classics of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism, it was hard to pick out these three books, humbly thinking that they would not mistake people's children the least. It can be said that there is no deceptive word."
Xu Fengnian took a look. It was the "Six Miao Gates" of Tiantai Sect's practice of meditation, and the "Sequence of Meditation Method" by Yuan Yuanfan, a loose immortal figure in the Spring and Autumn Period. The three books are a bit obscure to ordinary people, but for those of the three religions, it is not difficult to get started. It is just that the books of Buddhism and Taoism are vast, and being able to pick out these three books is enough to prove that the old Taoists are not that kind of casual wear. The false Taoist priests in the Taoist robe, the three books are safe and accurate, and they describe the method of meditation and meditation very step by step. Unlike many scriptures that pretend to be "white heads return to the Buddha's life" and "I want to leave the world", they just play mystery and play with the words. Tricks. Of course, the Luo Jianyuan wants to use these three books that anyone can buy to go home and copy Qi to cultivate a longevity method. It is definitely a idiotic dream, but if the method is practiced properly and diligently, it can heal illness and prolong the life to a certain extent. .
It’s rare for an old Taoist to come across someone who is willing to listen to him to show off his experience in cultivating the Taoism. He is very relaxed and content. He points to the apprentice’s back, deliberately to give this young man a guide: "Xu Gongzi, you see the poor Taoist disciple with an upright backbone, like The stacking of the abacus is very particular."
The old Taoist priest sold a pass and asked with a smile: "Did Mr. Xu ever seen ginseng?"
Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "I've seen it a few times by chance."
The old Taoist squinted his eyes and said: "That's a good thing. The poor Taoist young people followed the elders to practice Taoism, and I saw a few old ginsengs, which were picked from the Liyang Dynasty and the Liaoning area. They are so rough. It’s like an arm, hey, I’m wrong, don’t talk about it, heroes don’t mention the courage of the past. In short, everything is born with spirit, especially this ginseng. The branches of a ginseng must curl into knots in order to cultivate the origin. Don’t let the essence leak out. It’s the same for my generation of Taoists to sit quietly and vomit. Also, when sitting still, the tongue is slightly licked against the upper jaw, and the baby without growing teeth sleeps soundly. In other words, these are only the foundation for cultivating the Tao. In fact, I have not passed the threshold, I want to enter the room, it is difficult, the poor road is full of books, and whenever I have spare money, I go to the shabby family to purchase books. The book has its own beauty and a thousand bells, and the poor road is a stranger. Just thinking about finding longevity in a pile of paper, after so many years, I have not dared to say what I have really cultivated. Taoism vomits luck, and there are twelve floors, but now the poor road is only consciously cultivated on the fifth and sixth floors. Therefore, there is a saying that it is difficult to climb to the sky like entering the Shu committee. Some people who burn incense boast that I am a real person or a god, which is really embarrassing. This time the real Qilin is rumored to be in the world, and the Taoist school wants to repair the "Tao Zang". I am not afraid of Xu Gongzi’s jokes. The poor road is not directed at the water and land dojo, just thinking about going to any one of the Taoist temples to help with miscellaneous things. Not to mention other things, you can be content with just a few eyes of the lonely manuscript, accommodation and food. , The poor Dao and the disciple deal with it."
The disciple of the old Taoist priest swayed, completely ignorant, exhausted, physically and mentally exhausted, falling asleep, and unable to support sitting still, the old Taoist priest was extremely nervous, and whispered to Xu Fengnian: "The poor Taoist disciples are very talented. , It’s much better than the poor Tao. You see, this is a sign of rising air. Whenever you open your eyes and close your eyes, there will be fireflies or hooks and chains, which proves that monasticism has become a small one. After cultivating the two supernatural powers of Ear Tong and Eye Tong, I went through this test, but I suffered a lot. At first, I went to the pubic area with a defensive mind. For a while, I thought I was successful in proving the Dao. Later I learned that I had gone astray. Now I look back. If you teach disciples, you will avoid too many detours."
Taoist Luo said with great interest, he never thought that the apprentice nearly fell, and said weakly: "Master, I am hungry."
The dismantling of the apprentice made the old Taoist face completely lost, and he was so angry that a chestnut was smashed on the child's head.
If the child is not present, it’s okay to be beaten and scolded by the master. It’s just that he doesn’t have a good impression of the young scholar since the meeting. At this moment, I feel like a big face is lost, and my eyes are red with Dao Ren Luo. Seeing, as the master of Xiaoguan Supervisory Institute, there is no such high popularity, he stretched out his hand angrily, and then gave the apprentice more than a dozen palms. The child couldn't stand the beating, and the old man patted hard again, and his little hand instantly turned red. Feeling hurt and wronged, weeping and crying, seeing how unpleasant scholars seem to be smiling, and feeling heartbroken, so I got up and squatted on the edge of the weak water, picked up stones and threw them into the river.
The old Taoist sees nothing but cleans his eyes and said to Xu Fengnian Yu with a sincere heart: "Daomen practice, even if you can see fireflies, but if you don’t have the right-dharma, you will still be denounced by Zen as the gate of light and shadow. This is partly because of Buddhism. Start with the character, do not pay attention to physical training, and there is no Taoist inner alchemy, so it is regarded as a hindrance. The other half are suspected of becoming a devil. If the son is willing to study meditation, he must not ignore it. But the poor Tao is also blind. Crossing the river and fumbling around, in my own words, it is through fake cultivation, I am afraid that it will make the real people in Daguan laugh to death. Poor Dao is limited by aptitude, so far I have not been able to smell sandalwood inside, not to mention those sermons soaring, that is Those little long lives are also out of reach. The disciple of the poor Tao is also a hard-failed child. Although he is ignorant, his roots and xinxing are not bad. The poor Tao wants to make him suffer less in the future. Mr. Xu should not be blamed. He has a stinky face all day long, the child is too young, he has walked thousands of miles, and the soles of his feet have changed several layers of calluses. Since he was a child, he has regarded Yanyang View as his home, and he is always unhappy."
Xu Fengnian smiled and shook his head and said: "The Luo Jianyuan's remarks are serious, it's because I have no children. The children of any family rarely have a good face when they see me."
Taoist Luo said softly with emotion: "We people, it is like a cup of turbid water. After standing still, you will see the dirt at the bottom of the cup. If you are sick, you will know that your body is suffering, and you will be busy in chaos when you are healthy."
Xu Fengnian thought for a while, nodded and said: "An empty house looks clean. Only when the sun shines through the windows can you know that there is a lot of dust. When a person enters a rank in the Taoist door, the first entry refers to the Profound Realm. This is probably Feelings in this movement and stillness."
After entering the Vajra Realm, regardless of watching waterfalls or rivers, there is a faintly visible residual trace, if it reaches the Zhixuan Realm, can a kind of foreknowledge be produced? Xu Fengnian fell into contemplation, and Luoyang in the Qin Emperor's mausoleum shook his cocoon outside the bronze gate, which shocked him greatly.
Taoist Luo chewed a bit, and then said with a look of fascination: "The first-grade realm, I don’t dare to think about it."
The three of them have been walking along the weak water to the northwest. Whenever they stayed and rested, they would sleep on the water under the sky full of stars. For the last time to rest, Xu Fengnian would be separated from the pair of masters and disciples the next day. Hurry to the Yellow River, and then take a boat upstream along the Yellow River, and go to Daodezong to participate in the mammoth land and water dojo. Xu Fengnian doesn't need to turn a corner. You can see the final target of this trip to Beimang in the first half of a decade. This night, the two seasons of summer and autumn meet, the stars fall across the sky, a bright Milky Way above the sky, the sky in the north is low, and it seems almost within reach. Xu Fengnian sat on the bank of the weak water river in a daze. The little apprentice stood not far away, hesitating, saw Xu Fengnian's line of sight, turned around and ran, but he ran a dozen steps and stopped his body shape, turning around and walking towards the river reluctantly.
The child didn’t like Xu Fengnian’s face on his face, and he didn’t know why he was willing to speak tonight. After sitting down, he was silent in pairs. Finally the child couldn’t stand it anymore and asked, "The surname Xu, you listen. Do you say that the road is one foot high and the magic is one foot high?"
Xu Fengnian nodded.
The child frowned and asked, "A zhao is always higher than a foot, right? Every time I ask the master why the demon is nine feet higher than the Tao, the master can’t tell why. Always change the subject, do you understand?"
Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "I don't quite understand either."
The child curled his lips, disdainfully said: "You don't have much knowledge, you can't even sit in meditation~IndoMTL.com~ I have to teach you by my master."
Xu Fengnian nodded and said: "Your master is already knowledgeable, otherwise you wouldn't be the supervisory institution of Yanyangguan, I am not ashamed of him."
The child said with a proud face: "Everyone says my master is fortune-telling!"
Xu Fengnian looked at the weak water swaying on the river with the broken starlight, without making a sound.
The child told the truth, "Master asked me to thank you before going to bed. I didn't want to, but he is my master, so I have to listen to him."
Xu Fengnian laughed at himself: "You are a sincere person."
The child is no longer willing to pay attention to this guy, put his head on his bent knees, staring at the weak water in a daze.
He turned his head and said slowly: "I really saw a female water ghost in a red robe when crossing the river that day, do you believe it or not?"
Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "Believe."
While speaking, a bright red wandered away in the weak water.
Xu Fengnian thought for a while, took out a stack of straw sandals from the bookcase, there were three pairs, and drew out two pairs for the child, "I only made one pair, but when I saw you, I made two more pairs. You don’t dislike it, just Be a parting gift."
The child uttered a surprise, hesitated for a moment, and still took two pairs of straw sandals. At the moment, I really don't hate the scholar visiting me.
The child hugged the straw sandals, fed it, and asked curiously: "You can also weave straw sandals, then who do you give it to?"
Xu Fengnian calmly looked at the water and said softly: "You have a master, and I also have a master."