Hou Tzu lingered on Bamboo Island, regardless of other factors, it was indeed a good place for spiritual practice. Overlooking the clear water and blue sky in the distance, and seeing the green mountains and green bamboos up close, it cleansed the mind and relaxed the mood. It was not just him, everyone who came here had it.
Such a feeling.
What is different from others is that he is more immersed in down-to-earth work, helping Zhudao monks to take care of the rouge bamboo forest, instead of just appreciating the beautiful scenery and focusing on finding the unique rouge bamboo.
It is precisely because of his attitude that he has a better understanding of the rouge bamboo forest on Bamboo Island.
Not every bamboo tree will grow into rouge bamboo, which is widely used in the spiritual world. In fact, there is a probability that rouge bamboo will appear in the growth of bamboo forests.
Because he is focused on working, he can roughly judge that the proportion of spiritual bamboos that grow into bamboos is probably no more than one hundred. In other words, even on Bamboo Island, one rouge bamboo may not be found among one hundred bamboos.
Among the rouge bamboos, there may not be a Xiangfei bamboo.
It was very rare, because of the huge number on Bamboo Island, so he only accidentally found two plants these days, both of which were still larvae that were not fully grown.
Rouge Bamboo Xiangfei Bamboo is not two varieties, but refers to the best kind of Rouge Bamboo. Silks of Rouge are connected into lines, as if the whole body is filled with a faint red mist from the inside to the outside. The brilliance flows.
Very beautiful.
"Senior Brother Hou, shall I give you a Xiangfei bamboo?"
The little fairy was very grateful for his dedicated help these days and planned to give him a gift;
Hou Zi shook his head, "No, for them, the best place is here, growing in the soil and receiving the inspiration of the earth. I don't want to put a bamboo corpse in my arms."
The little fairy smiled brightly, and after getting to know him more, she got a rough idea of the sword cultivator's temperament. Unlike the vicious demon sect she imagined, this one was actually a humorous person, except for occasionally making a few outbursts.
Swearing is also a true and unpretentious character.
What convinced her the most was that this person really liked nature and was not pretending to be so for any purpose. This could not be hidden from her because she herself was a part of nature.
You can feel it from the way he cuts the bamboo ring with his sword. He doesn't do it casually, nor stick to a routine. Instead, he has different sword angles and ring depths for different bamboos, fully fitting each bamboo.
The actual situation, including the amount of pulp used, is always just right.
This means that he is really experiencing these plants with his heart, treating them as a life, not as materials for harvesting.
Therefore, she was not surprised that he would not accept such a gift.
"Senior brother, little sister, I am very curious, how can you, a kendo disciple who kills iron-blooded people, get along so harmoniously with nature?"
Hou Zi smiled proudly, "It's a long story... Okay, I admit that I actually don't know. Since the beginning of Zifu Yingzhao, this tendency seems to have become more and more serious; do you know, the bridge when I became enlightened?
The lead is the lead of nature."
The little fairy was surprised and stopped talking. This is not easy. Using such a completely illusory thing as a guide requires a very strong natural affinity. In an environment like Zhudao, she is the only one of them who has such an ability.
Opportunities and others are all concrete objects that pass through.
Someone who grows bamboo every day is not as close to nature as someone who holds a sword. I don’t know how Heaven will judge it? Or maybe this swordsman has chosen the wrong profession?
"So, senior brother, do you think anything needs to be changed on Bamboo Island?"
Hou Zi said meaningfully, "I think the same thing as you."
The two fell into silence, which was a common feeling between the two monks who were passionate about nature. They continued to work. After a long time, the little fairy sighed,
"It's been like this since the day I was born. This kind of work year after year, day after day. It's not that I hate the effort, but as I grow older and improve my level, I feel more and more like this.
It seems that it goes against the nature of natural plants to encourage bamboo.
But I dare not tell my wife, and I rarely see her. Although my wife is always kind and approachable, we all know that Zhudao is my wife’s Zhudao, and no one dares to put forward my own suggestions.
I only mentioned it to Second Senior Sister, who asked me not to say these things in the future... Although she didn't say it, I know she also has such doubts."
Hou Zi was very curious, "If the rings are not cut for grouting, how many rouge bamboos can be produced in a bamboo forest like this?"
The little fairy thought for a while, "Such a situation happened once. Because the manpower was tight and busy, there was a large bamboo forest that was not available in time. I heard that the lady was very unhappy...
As a result, the bamboo forest withered during the flowering season, and none of the hundreds of thousands of bamboos survived, let alone grew into rouge bamboo.
I heard from my senior sisters that if all the bamboos on the island had no external intervention and could only grow naturally, then only the very lucky ones would be able to survive the decline of flowering, and they would have to survive it twice in a row. It would only take eighteen years for the bamboos to become truly mature.
of nopal bamboo.
In this case, considering the area of Bamboo Island, you would be lucky to have a few rouge bamboos growing in ten years. As for Xiangfei bamboo, don’t even think about it.”
Hou Zi smiled bitterly, "The gap is not as big as usual."
Neither of them continued to talk in depth because they couldn't.
From the perspective of plant cultivation, Mrs. Bamboo is undoubtedly a success. She has greatly improved the yield rate of Rouge Bamboo, allowing this rare item to enter the world of cultivation and be circulated, making it no longer unattainable.
But from a natural perspective, such cultivation goes against the natural laws of growth of nopal bamboo. No one knows what kind of impact it will have on this variety of plants in the future. Will there still be nopal bamboos in the future? Or will it be cultivated?
Became another species?
Hou Zi wanted to ask, what does the real Xiangfei Bamboo look like? But he also knows that there is no such thing in the current Zhudao;
It should be different. Natural growth and external force are two concepts. No matter how powerful a monk is, it is impossible to control other life processes. As Gu Lao said, one of the ultimate origins is the origin of life!
A large number of people don't take this kind of thing seriously, thinking that their worries are unfounded and overblown; but if you look at it from another perspective, if the nopal bamboo is an animal, it has been cultivated and transformed by humans.
It has become another kind of monster, and there are probably very few people who can accept it.
If human beings were cultivated and transformed as they pleased...
So, should there be any differences between humans, animals, plants, and all living things?
At least there is no difference in the basic concepts of cultivation. Especially for Taoist Buddhism, which has always been great and upright, the equality of all living beings means correct cultivation.
The same is true for life, and plants cannot speak!
