Chapter One Hundred and Twelfth Rivers and Lakes Immediately
Early in the morning, Lu Zhengkang was sitting on the bed holding a copy of "The Book of Changes" and reading it with gusto. Recently, he was very interested in magic, and he was mainly curious about fate and reincarnation.
Feng shui, fortune telling, fortune telling, these things are always labeled as charlatans, but Lu Zhengkang understands that these metaphysical knowledge has its practicality, at least in the world of Taiwu, these are all useful.
Now he is laying the foundation and learning some theoretical things to kill time.
However, after all, arithmetic is a comprehensive knowledge. Without practice, it is difficult to have true knowledge. In the future, you will still have to travel thousands of miles to verify what you have learned.
It's already November. It's snowing outside, and little bits of it are clinging to the window lattice. Snow powder is hitting the window paper, making a soft rustling sound. There is a small copper stove in the house, placed in front of the bed, burning the good food.
The charcoal, the warm steam steaming, shines on the face, like the scorching wind in summer.
The smell of various spices mixed with grease wafted from the oil lamp beside the bed, making people drool. Lu Zhengkang was a little annoyed by the smell, so he took a clamp to put out the flame. Anyway, he could read the words in the book clearly even in the dark.
At noon, a monk came to deliver a large bowl of noodles. Lu Zhengkang placed it on his desk to eat, and opened the window to enjoy the meal with the snowy view.
Generally speaking, monks do not eat after lunch and only eat two meals a day, but martial arts practitioners eat at least six or seven meals a day because it consumes too much energy. Fortunately, after reaching the realm of harmony between heaven and earth, they can capture the vitality of heaven and earth to nourish themselves.
, the demand for food has been reduced a lot, and Lu Zhengkang can directly draw the upper edge to replenish himself. If he doesn't eat, he will just be hungry.
You can live without food, but there is no need to starve yourself.
It's freezing cold, so eating until your belly is round and your whole body is sweating is the real enjoyment.
After the meal, the monk put away the bowls and chopsticks, and Lu Zhengkang went out for a walk to eat.
Since he took away his wonderful appearance, he is no longer so eye-catching. Moreover, now he walks quietly. Monks with low martial arts skills and pilgrims cannot find him. Compared with before, he is very clean.
Slowly walking around the main halls, the smell of incense lingers on the tip of the nose. The bricks, tiles, pillars and beams seem to be soaked with the smell of smoke. Amidst the determined sound of Buddha's trumpet and the sound of wooden fish, wisps of mist interweave, giving the ancient temple a haze.
A layer of solemn shadow.
Lu Zhengkang actually doesn't like temples. He didn't like them before, and he can't even talk about approving them now.
But this thought is not enough to affect his emotions. The fact is that he now lives in a temple and is regarded as a leader by the native residents here, namely the monks.
He does not resist the fruits of all these coincidences. If life is a game, he is devoted to his role.
The number of members in Pure Land Pearl has exceeded 10,000, and the monks are indeed outstanding in eloquence, so much so that believers have come to believe in Luyuan Bodhisattva.
There are Bodhisattva paintings, statues, and even memorial tablets everywhere, and even temples have been built in some places.
People always think that they can find happiness and escape the troubles of the world when they reach the Pure Land. But if you have greed in your heart, even the Pure Land is also the human world.
In this regard, Lu Zhengkang's solution is to expand the area, separate everyone as much as possible, and give them the greatest freedom. Living in their own world is finally free.
Some people, after gaining the ability to have their wishes come true in the Pure Land, become extremely unruly and have extremely poor behavioral qualities. Lu Zhengkang deprived them of their epiphyllum seals and drove them out of the Pure Land. If they wanted to come in, they would recite the Buddha's name honestly for a few more years.
Managing these complicated personnel often took up a lot of Lu Zhengkang's time, and he gradually became tired, so he delegated some supervisory tasks to Ben You. This kid just sat in a daze and meditated all day long, and was very free.
When Lu Zhengkang was walking on the boundary of Songshan Mountain, he also established a bond with the entire territory. After learning the art of Feng Shui, this pastime became more efficient. He often followed the flow of the upper edge to spread the Qi far away.
go out.
The deep feelings of this landscape are all contained in the heart, and feeling the ups and downs of the earth is an indescribable and beautiful experience.
In addition to bringing him the enjoyment of beauty, establishing a bond with nature also has a more practical effect, that is, the range of his divine foot power is expanded, and he can travel freely in the bonded area.
At least it saves time on the road.
After the digestion time is over, Lu Zhengkang is going to practice Qigong. He recently found a spacious sinkhole, which is warm in winter and cool in summer. The location is also very hidden. I have never had the chance to go there. Today I got interested and went to take a look.
Sinkholes are funnel-shaped channels through which surface water flows into the ground. There are often underground rivers or caves underneath. However, the one discovered by Lu Zhengkang has been around for many years. The groundwater level has long since retreated, making the cave very dry.
At the bottom of a certain canyon, at the end of the ancient river bed, there are steep cliffs and tall trees all around. The roots of many trees on the cliffs are exposed. There are some weathered skeletons at the bottom of the valley, both human and beast. They must have come from
He accidentally fell down and died.
Lu Zhengkang stepped into the sinkhole. There were round stones everywhere on the ground. The surface was covered with a thick layer of moss residue and there was a faint smell. It seemed that these simple plants were not dead. Whenever there were abundant plants in summer,
After being moistened by rain, it will be rejuvenated.
Walking all the way in, the stone walls were rugged, the darkness was deep, and the road was winding and narrow. Many times, it was necessary to shrink down and crawl. Lu Zhengkang felt that it was a little cumbersome, so he used his divine foot power to go directly to the depths of the sinkhole. However, he went down and came to a
The channel of a semi-dry underground river.
This river is very wide and can accommodate three people walking side by side. This shows how much flow there was in the underground river here.
Now there is only a trickle moving silently, like a dying snake.
Follow the water and walk underground, and in a few steps you will be out of the boundary of Songshan Mountain.
Lu Zhengkang hesitated whether to return, but seeing that the secret passage in front of him was getting wider and wider, he was quite curious about the scene at the end, so he continued to move forward.
Establishing a bond with the earth along the way, Lu Zhengkang's upper edge beads are like a giant tree, spreading its root-like upper edge lines wantonly.
In this way, the Qi and the machine are connected first, and then the Shenzu is able to travel. The efficiency is higher than walking, and soon he can travel thousands of miles.
Finally reached the end.
An underground cave.
The stalactites hang up and down, staggering like fangs. The underground river merges into a small lake. There is a small break in the dome above. The sunlight pours in obliquely, shining on the crystal clear lake, causing a foreign object at the bottom of the lake to emit a faint light.
of colored light.
Lu Zhengkang was about to go to see what was at the bottom of the lake. Suddenly a man fell from the top and fell into the lake. His blood was dizzy and he did not know whether he was alive or dead.
It was thrown from the patio.
Lu Zhengkang looked up and saw three people on the ground. They lingered for a while and then left.
When I walked to the lake, I saw that the man who had fallen into the lake was still tied with stones and had completely sunk to the bottom. He would have drowned even if he had not been beaten to death. Out of good intentions, Lu Zhengkang lifted him to the shore.
He is a young man in white robe.
There were wounds on his waist, abdomen and back, and blood was still slowly oozing out. His heartbeat was almost non-stop, but there was finally an internal energy that protected his heart.
"You fell into the lake and survived, and were rescued by an expert. It's a good story." Lu Zhengkang laughed and blew on the man. The upper edge poured in and the wound healed immediately.
In the dim light, the man opened his eyes, like cold stars.