Lu Zhengkang thinks that he has feelings for the Shaolin Temple, but it is not his home. The temples are full of monks, so this kind of building has been separated from the influence of relatives. It is a place of residence without a patriarchal system, and there are many
At that time, it served a similar function as the park and was a place for tourists to play and relax in their leisure time.
Now that we're out, there's no need to rush back just yet.
Fate Tong had a glimpse of some chaos in the future of the capital, and Lu Zhengkang planned to stay and watch the excitement, and secondly, use this prosperous place to practice martial arts.
Quan Suhuan comes to visit Lu Zhengkang every day.
As a member of Pure Land, she will have a great sense of familiarity and intimacy with Lu Zhengkang. In this regard, Lu Zhengkang is now a heartthrob.
Now his daily schedule is still simple.
Get up early and have a meal, a bowl of millet porridge and eight kinds of side dishes, with exquisite ingredients and exquisite techniques.
I spent two hours chatting with Quan Suhuan and explaining Buddhist principles.
Then go to Quanfu Yuejing Pavilion to read books.
At noon, there is a vegetarian feast, usually eighteen main courses, three soups and two desserts.
In the afternoon, I went out to read fortune tellers, did three hexagrams, and then came back to practice martial arts.
Of course, dinner is also a vegetarian feast, with twenty-four main dishes, six soups, and thirteen desserts.
The chefs in the Quan Mansion were all former imperial chefs. Counting the nine years when Xiangshu brought trouble to the world, he had followed the emperors of a total of fourteen dynasties.
Finally, sit in meditation, sleep, and the day is over.
Lu Zhengkang has now begun to practice the super-third-level "Arhat Magic", which is almost an upgraded and enhanced version of the "Nine Yang Magic".
It is said that the shape is like a withered body and the strength is a thousand catties, and the naked eye observes the spirit in the mortal body. When the skill reaches the point, the pain is eliminated, all evils are dispersed, and all kinds of unique skills can be mastered by oneself without a teacher and without thoughts.
Practicing this magical skill, the internal force opens up the meridians of the whole body and touches upon the profound martial arts principles of the mutual transformation of essence, energy and spirit. Several leaders also boasted greatly when they taught him his mental method. As long as Buddhists learn this "Arahant Magic Skill", all martial arts in the world will be achieved.
Learning is readily available.
Originally, the rest of Shaolin's unique martial arts were planned to be learned at once after mastering this magical skill, but now the plan has changed slightly, because you can no longer ask for martial arts lessons in person, you can only learn them in the Pure Land Pearl... Well, there is actually no difference, you still have to endure the monks
Their eyes looked like resentful women.
Lu Zhengkang was troubled by these bald donkeys. Since he became the unspoken leader of Buddhism today, the monks have become a little lazy.
This is a kind of laziness similar to relying on heaven. They no longer focus on the cultivation of the heart and thinking about philosophy, Zen, and the universe, but begin to pursue mysticism, that is, they begin to explore the system of creation based on the above.
Worship and imitation of Deer Yuan Bodhisattva.
Lu Zhengkang is considered to be the incarnation of Lu Yuan Bodhisattva, which is certainly true, but the monks isolated his personality and further deepened Lu Yuan Bodhisattva's authority.
They are creating gods, creating a contemporary Sakyamuni.
But sometimes the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. The path Lu Zhengkang wants is different from them.
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Time flies, but the years are peaceful.
Mo Yun, who slowly adapted to life in the government, fell in love with the bamboo forest here.
It can be seen that the master of the family, Su Huan, really likes bamboo, so many courtyards are uninhabitable and only have bamboo forests.
These bamboo forests are the leisure places for the people of the government. It is estimated that mosquitoes will be rampant in summer.
Fortunately it's winter.
A nice, cold, mosquito-free winter.
Mo Yun was born in the south of the Yangtze River, where the insects are larger and more numerous than those in the north. Living indoors will also encounter wild insects, such as centipedes and slugs.
Just because he had been disturbed by these bugs many times, Mo Yun was very satisfied with areas like Northland where bugs were sparse.
He followed Lu Zhengkang's teachings and no longer used the sword, so now he cultivates his sentiments every day.
Literary-style entertainment activities such as music, chess, calligraphy and painting, flute, flute, shenghou, poetry, lyrics, and tunes once occupied nearly half of his life. Many basic accomplishments are necessary for children of wealthy families.
The cultivation of art requires time and enthusiasm. Among the nearly ten talents, he finally chose the piano skill as his spiritual sustenance.
I originally carried a fifth-grade Baoqin Feiyun Shuangyu made of black jade on my back, but now of course it was taken away as well.
Every time Mo Yun thought that his belongings were still in the hands of those insidious and cunning bandits, he couldn't help but feel pain in his heart.
Money is not the key. The value of old objects cannot be measured by money.
Without Feiyun Shuangyu, he was not in the mood to play the piano for the time being, so he chose a jade flute in Qizhen Pavilion and went to the quiet bamboo forest to play a few tunes every evening.
December, first day of the lunar month, new moon night.
Mo Yun still carried the jade flute to the familiar bamboo forest.
It was a bit late today. He had just painted a picture of dead lotus and lost track of time. As a result, the sky was completely dark before he went out.
There is no moonlight, but the stars in the clear sky are very bright.
Xiang Fei's bamboo forest is stained with tears and is also a sea of stars.
Mo Yun still favors Xiangfei Bamboo because his mother told this allusion.
Walking on the cobblestone path, the flute gently beats the arm, leisurely and leisurely.
"Clang!"
The sonorous sound of the piano came from deep in the forest.
Someone actually arrived here first, and it seemed that he was also a Yake.
There were two clear tones, and then the music flowed out like water.
Mo Yun stopped his reckless steps and stopped to admire.
A song "Yun Shui Yin".
Sure enough, when it is gentle, it is like the comfortable and soft white clouds in the clear autumn sky, and when it is rapid, it is like a big river rushing back into the sea.
The melting sound of the piano seems to turn into sparkling waves.
Mo Yun was stunned. He saw the bamboo forest submerged by the quiet lake water. The Xiangfei bamboo shrank into the lake surface and turned into a reflection. The breeze rippled the ripples, and the glimmer of light in the fine waves rose up, turning into large tracts of fluorescence, white, purple, and yellow.
, green, blue, all kinds of colors, like ghosts, like spirits, whispering to each other, but looking around, no speakers can be seen.
It is these light spots that are talking, they are laughing, rising continuously, lighting up the stars in the deep sky.
The darkness was driven away by the colorful light, and the stars intertwined into constellations, giving shape to mythical birds and beasts, roaring, and legendary ancients fighting against the sky and the earth.
Looking up and turning around, you will see beautiful scenery everywhere.
Light, sound, color, space.
Like a child's deepest dream.
Mo Yun gently closed his eyes.
A man's voice rang in his ears.
"Yun'er, do you know that the stars in the sky are all spiritual. They can also laugh, cry, and be sad. But no matter how distressed they are, they will come out every night to light up the night. Do you know why?"
As a child, Mo Yun opened his eyes wide, his pupils reflecting the stars, "Why?"
"Because a star in the sky is a person on the ground. The star knows that people are afraid of the dark, so it tries its best to shine. People on the ground will not be afraid when they see it."
"Wow! Really? Dad, which star are you?"
Memories surge, lapping at the banks of reason.
Mo Yun closed his eyes and shed tears.
Father.
Which star are you?
How are you doing there?
a long time.
A tender exclamation sounded, "Ah! Master, are you okay?"
Mo Yun's tears stopped instantly.
His handsome face flushed instantly, like a ripe tomato.
The swordsman closed his eyes, kept a straight face, and said forcefully: "I'm fine, but I was blinded by the wind and sand just now. I'm going to have it cured. Goodbye, girl!"
After saying that, he turned around straightly, walked away in a hurry with broad steps, and then almost tripped on the ground.
"Sir, are you really okay?"
"It's really okay, thank you for your concern!"
Using Qinggong, he was really running away this time.
Before returning to Junxian's residence, Mo Yun had wiped away his tears, used his internal strength to eliminate the redness and swelling, and went back to the bedroom to meditate as if nothing had happened.
A cold whisper came from the dark, lightless room.
"As a swordsman, how can you show your weak side? This is absolutely unacceptable... Wait, that flute!"
On this side, Ning Baiyi picked up the jade flute and murmured: "What a weirdo."
