Chapter 135 Once enlightened, the mind is like a light, and finally enters the realm of harmony
"What are you talking about, crazy!"
The old stonemason straightened his body and sat in front of the old scholar. At his feet, the shadow of a lotus began to appear.
Seeing this, Fang Qiuliang also stabilized his body and sat cross-legged for countless hours.
At this moment, he was no longer a teacher in Qingyun Town, but a Taoist priest who was not wearing a Taoist robe.
I heard Fang Qiuliang talk about the Taoist temple and finally said with regret:
"The parents love their son, so they have a profound plan. This son opens his veins and calcifies his bones, and uses dragons and elephants as a refining. In the dark, it seems that everything is arranged. First ride with the dragon, then go to the dragon to change.
, There will be a time to kill the dragon, but unfortunately, this path is destined to be no longer... "
The old stonemason closed his eyes in the stone warehouse. After a while, he opened his eyes and said:
"The eight divisions of the Great Buddha Heaven ride on the dragon are indeed three divisions scattered in all directions, but that was a thousand years ago. It is not surprising that they fell into the three holy places. As for the arrangements in the dark, I don't think they must be
, He had just started practicing and had no idea of the secrets. Now he was walking with his sword, only knowing that there were many demons in the world."
Speaking of this, Shicang took a look at the restored Taoist temple and said meaningfully: "For everything, if you only want this Taoist temple to be full of incense, you can just collect disciples. If you want Taoism
What is the difference between his inheritance and continuation? He is in the Taoist sect or outside the mountain?"
Fang Qiuliang looked up at the sky and sighed: "The heaven and earth are empty and vast. If you live in a well, no matter how long you live, you will just sit in a well and look at the sky. The heavenly pagodas of the Great Buddha Heaven are not bounded by the limits of heaven and earth, so naturally you don't have to consider incense.
The inheritance, but unfortunately, no matter how many Buddhas you carve, you can't escape the fixed numbers in the dark."
Compassion gradually emerged on Ishikura's face, and his hands were folded together.
"Amitabha Buddha, there are so many sufferings in the world, resentment and hatred, love and separation, and seeking without seeking. The five aggregates are full of energy. Which one is not a shackle that binds sentient beings? What should come will come, and what should go will go. If you see all appearances that are not appearances, you will see the Tathagata.
, Fellow Daoist Fang, your Taoism is far above me, why are you also going around in this cycle of reincarnation?”
Fang Qiuliang suddenly stood up and said, "You know, if the rooster crowed last night, you would have the chance to sit with me today. I don't care about the reincarnation and the next life. What I want is this life. Since you and I cannot escape the shackles of fate,
Why not let the child try it out?"
"I understand." Shi Cang stood up and walked out of the Taoist temple. "After all, you are still thinking about the sword-grinding stone of my monk. I can put it there, but he has to go and get it himself. If you can't,
You can't blame me either."
"Just understand."
Fang Qiuliang took a look at the large avalanche that was blocked halfway up the mountain. When he raised his sleeves, he saw that the thousand-year-old frost and snow that looked like a mountain strangely returned to his original state.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
In Qingyun Town.
Gu Yusheng, who was studying Taiqing Lingyin Jue, suddenly felt the earth shaking. He looked up and saw that thousands of years of ice and snow were coming on both sides of Qingyun Town. Its momentum was full of endless power. The town was right there.
The foot of the mountain may be swallowed by an avalanche at any time.
After looking at the person who was running away in panic, Gu Yusheng's mind saw the scene of the invasion of the Qingyun Sect monster.
The Qingyun Sect monks have the power to protect themselves when facing monsters, but people in the mortal world, like ants, are powerless to resist.
Gu Yusheng took a deep breath.
With his current cultivation and realm, he naturally cannot save the people.
But he didn't want this town to disappear out of thin air into the long river of history.
His mind moved and he took out a magic circle.
The mountain protection waves of Qingyun Gate are located east of the town. If the protection force of the formation is activated, it may be able to withstand one or two.
But in this way, he might be punished by the elders of Qingyun Sect.
Seeing that the big avalanche was in a hurry, Gu Yusheng injected spiritual power into the array plate. Before he could activate the big avalanche barrier, he saw that the big avalanche's rapid fall suddenly slowed down, as if it was stopped by invisible power.
Gu Yusheng felt relieved.
At the same time, there are some doubts.
With the steepness of Qingping Mountain, the avalanche should not stop.
Moreover, this big avalanche seems a bit strange.
"Is there someone fighting?"
Gu Yusheng looked thoughtful.
When the people in the town saw the avalanche slowly stop, they all showed a look of surviving the disaster. Many of them put their hands together, with pious expressions on their faces.
Gu Yusheng silently saw all this and walked towards the alley step by step.
He thought and realized something.
They once paid homage to the stone statues that stood for thousands of years in the village, thinking that they were destined to God.
Gu Yusheng was puzzled.
I think the world is ignorant.
But when a disaster occurred and subsided, he realized that whether it was good or bad, what they feared was the divine deity in their hearts, the way of heaven that they feared was not the way he imagined.
"What about the God's destiny in my heart?"
Gu Yusheng asked himself.
He didn't get the answer.
In his mind, there was only the tall back when he came out of the mountain.
The existence of that back.
It seems that there is no more godly destiny, and he can worship and be respected.
In his mind was the sword behind that figure.
Like his inner demon.
As long as that sword still stands at Qingyun Gate.
In Gu Yusheng's heart, it stood in the depths of the fog like a god.
Five years.
Father's sword.
It became an obsession in Gu Yusheng's heart.
The wind formed by the avalanche blew across the thousand-year-old locust trees and passed through the long deep alleys.
Gu Yusheng walked through the corner of the street alone, passed by the old locust tree, and walked into the alley again. He held a book in his hand, but unconsciously held the sword at his waist in his hand.
The door with a rust lock was closed tightly.
But Gu Yusheng didn't stop.
He kept walking, his body passed through the door strangely.
When the courtyard suddenly appeared in Gu Yusheng's eyes, he suddenly came to his senses. He looked slightly stunned. When he looked back, he found that the corner of his clothes was stuck in the crack of the door.
Gu Yusheng exerted a little force, and the corners of his clothes were tearing open.
His pupils shrank sharply and he reached out to touch the door.
The rusty lock was shaking outside the door.
Gu Yusheng looked at his palm again.
His mind moved, and in his eyebrows, the sword gently rotated in his palm.
The wooden sword around the waist is also rumbling.
a long time.
Gu Yusheng held the palm of his hand and said sneered: "I have broken through to...he Dao Realm?"
Recalling what just happened.
He still felt that it was so incredible.
He looked up at Qingping Mountain.
The avalanche on the mountain seemed to have never happened before.
Gu Yusheng couldn't tell whether it was a reality or a dream for a while.
He locked himself in a small courtyard.
Devote to practice the secrets on the book.
When Gu Yusheng pushed open the door again.
The wooden sword around the waist is gone.
He looked up and stared at the thousand-year-old locust trees at the entrance of the deep alleys sprouted tenderly, the mountains were blue, early spring had arrived, and the sun was just right.
Gu Yu hasn't smelled the fragrance in the air for a long time.
He walked like the wind.
Stroll on the embankment outside Qingyun Town.
On the bank of the embankment is the Juanjuan long river flowing eastward. On one side of the long river, the willows and green colors are blushed, and the spring smoke fills the clouds.
At the end of the broad vision is a reed marsh.
The reed flowers that fell with the cold wind last year were gone, but now they have changed into the world.
It is the season when the bells and grass grows, and the kites sway in the sky.
At the end of the reed flowers is the Taohuawu where green duckweed comes from the east.
Far away.
Gu Yusheng has already smelled the smell of peach blossoms.
He ran in the spring breeze and sun.
Dive head-on into Taohuawu.
He stopped and sniffed the fragrance of peach blossoms.
Suddenly.
Gu Yusheng thought of many people and many things.
He picked the wine gourd at his waist.
Before the offering of wine and peach blossoms.
a little.
a little.
Another little more.
Gu Yusheng drank against peach blossoms.
One cup.
One cup.
Another cup.
His eyes became clear and bright again!
Zheng!
A wooden sword led out of the gourd.
Falling on his hands.
Facing the peach blossom in front of you.
A sword.
A sword.
Another sword.
In the peach blossom forest.
Soon, figures in white clothes appeared, and the body shape changed everywhere.
Intertwined with sword shadows.
It lasts for a long time!
Peach blossoms float in the wind one by one.
Gu Yusheng sometimes smiled foolishly, sometimes drank wildly, sometimes stunned.
When the sun sets, a black-sailed boat floats in the clear water of Taohuawu.
On the bow.
There is a beautiful figure standing.
Afar, that figure was as hazy as it was.
Gaze carefully.
It's like being in the water.
For a moment.
Gu Yusheng's thoughts in his heart are like rain.
The wooden sword in his hand drifted with the wind.
Step on the water and splash.
The swaying black-sailed boat is approaching.
It's close.
The lantern hanging high on the mast was so hazy.
"Miss Mo!"
Gu Yusheng jumped onto the black-sailed boat.
I reached out to hold the wrist of the beautiful figure.
The palm is cold.
He tightened his heart, and with a little force, he found that the beautiful figure in front of him turned into a white dress, floating gently in the wind.
Gu Yusheng was stunned.
My brain was blank.
In the black-sailed boat.
The old woman walked step by step.
In the fog, she looked at Gu Yusheng who was in a daze, with a little regret in her eyes.
"Where is Miss Mo?"
Gu Yusheng's mouth trembled slightly, and his eyes were empty at Grandma Sun who was returning from the boat. His hands tightly pinched the sword, Nichang and Feathered Yi.
"Child, don't worry, let old man tell you slowly."
"What's wrong with Miss Mo?"
Gu Yusheng lost his previous calmness, his eyes were covered with bloodshots, his hands holding the sword turned white, and his fingers holding the clothes were trembling slightly.
When the old woman saw Gu Yusheng like this, she suddenly raised a needle and fixed Gu Yusheng at the bow of the boat.
Sun Xipo sighed quietly.
"Your Miss Mo has encountered some trouble."
"A trouble that I can't solve."
The night is shrouded in the black-sailed boat.
The hunched Sun Xipo was telling something in the evening breeze.
It took a long time, a long time.
She took the needle off Gu Yusheng's body.
She was waiting for Gu Yusheng to go crazy and roar.
However.
But Gu Yusheng stood still and didn't move.
Sun Xipo's eyes were turbid and she spoke, "Child, that's how things are... Have you heard what I said?"
Gu Yusheng nodded.
"Grandma Sun, I understand."
Sun Xipo asked, "What are you going to do?"
Gu Yusheng replied: "Go to Jingting Mountain."
"No, no, no." Sun Xipo shook his head slightly, "You can't go to Jingting Mountain, it's too far, too far."
Gu Yusheng tightened the sword in his hand.
Sun Xipo suddenly stabbed the needle in her hand at Gu Yusheng.
The needle grew bigger little by little in Gu Yusheng's eyes, as sharp as if his soul was fixed on the cold wind.
He tried to wake up the sword in his hand.
But the sword in his hand did not move.
At this moment, the sword in his heart was roaring, and the sound was like a rainbow.
But that needle was finally hanging on the middle of Gu Yusheng's eyebrows.
"It's not enough, your practice is far from enough."
Sun Xipo took back the needle hidden at her fingertips.
Gu Yusheng said resolutely: "My mother-in-law, how much do I have to practice?"
"When I can take this needle," Sun Xipo stood at the bow of the boat, her eyes became extremely sharp, "This is the lowest requirement. If you can't do it, don't think about going to Jingting Mountain
.”
Gu Yusheng took a deep breath and said, "I understand."
Gu Yusheng turned around, his figure was a little down.
Sun Xipo put his hand into his sleeve at this time.
"Child, don't be lost. Although I didn't bring your wife back, I brought you something to remember."