"Ah, I forgot to buy food and came back. I have carried all the money in vain for so long. I feel relieved, but I can't solve the problem of food and clothing." After returning home, Yan Yu remembered important things.
But he just complained for a moment, then fell asleep on the bed with the money in his arms in the autumn wind.
Chen Mo sat in the yard and thought about the flow of his breath during today's battle. For martial arts practitioners, the effect formed by the combined action of Qi and Zhen Qi in one's body is breath.
The breath is constantly generated within a given life span, and is divided into strong and weak ones, but the way of circulation is different. The circulation of breath of ordinary people is certain, acquired innately, and maintains the normal activities of people. People who practice martial arts produce energy through practice.
The breath formed by qi machine and true qi is acquired breath, which will change its own circulation method on the basis of innate breath to achieve a certain purpose.
For those who practice martial arts, each move has its own unique flow method. The more skillfully the breath moves, the smoother the moves will be and the better the effect will be. Today's battle is the first time since that demon-shaking transformation.
The most clear time I had was also the first time. Fortunately, I had a disciple for the first time. The distance rotation was quite ideal, but it did not achieve the best effect. If I want to achieve the final effect, in addition to the usual flow of breath, fighting
It also makes the breath flow better.
It was another night of meditation. When Chen Mo exhaled a breath of white air and opened his eyes, it was already dawn the next day.
"Chen Mo, are we still going out today?" Yan Yu appeared in front of Chen Mo, rubbing his hazy eyes.
"No, I still have to practice in the mountains for a while. You can find someone to play with."
"What about food?"
"Then I'll go to Hongli Garden again today, so don't follow me. I'll come back as soon as I go."
"Then I won't go anywhere, I'll just wait for you to come back at home."
Chen Mo said he would leave as soon as possible, so he didn't delay and brought the things back in only half a day.
In the next few days, during the day, Chen Mo exercised his body with Qi. This was a very painful process that made Chen Mo sweat profusely every time.
"Damn it, why can't I get used to it?"
Chen Mo lay weakly on the chair, and the sound of Yan Yu cooking came from the yard. Yan Yu didn't go anywhere these days, he just stayed in the yard with Chen Mo. When he was bored, he would tease the dark circles under his eyes, or
Even if he read those books over and over again, he wouldn't go to the old man anymore and let him be his Taigong Jiang.
During the day, I exercised my true energy, and after dinner, I became familiar with the flow of the moves. Late at night, I either recalled the experience of the book that Monk Shuku gave me, or condensed my true energy. Anyway, Chen Mo arranged it clearly for himself.
, back to the time when I was just practicing martial arts. At that time, when I had free time, I would practice various basic sword skills, such as cutting, chopping, stabbing, teasing, drawing swords and other movements until I was exhausted.
One night, Chen Mo was meditating there. Yan Yu was lying on the chair and asked Chen Mo: "How long do you plan to stay in Liusu Mountain?"
"Are you tired of staying?" Chen Mo asked. After calculation, their time in Liusu Mountain was not too long or too short.
"A little bit." In front of Chen Mo, Yan Yu didn't hide anything.
"Then after I visit the Eight Gardens, I will take you to visit the rivers and lakes of the Tang Dynasty." Chen Mo said his plan. Since Lu Chunqiu said it was so interesting, he only visited a red lychee garden, which was not enough.
"Don't we have to wait for a long time?"
"Probably." Chen Mo himself wasn't sure. He still had a lot of things to do. At least it would be painful for him to exercise his Qi. This process would take a long time.
"Oh well."
...
At night by the nameless lake, the moon on the fifteenth day was extraordinarily round and reflected in the water, attracting many fish to bubble up.
On that big rock, the old man fishing had not yet closed his stall. He was sitting quietly on the futon given to him by Yan Yu. He was still holding the fishing rod in both hands, with his eyes closed slightly, as if he had fallen asleep.
, maybe because I was afraid of being disturbed by the little girl during the day, so I took advantage of such a good moonlight and hurriedly fell for a while.
"I'm back." The old man suddenly said, his voice full of calmness, without any of the old child-like tone he had when he was arguing with Yan Yu.
As soon as he finished speaking, a white figure appeared next to the old man like a ghost.
"The student has met the teacher." The man in white bowed respectfully to his teacher.
"Have you found the right person?" the old man said in an unhurried tone.
"No." The man in white shook his head.
"Oh, forget it, it seems that our lineage will be crushed to pieces by the wheels of history." The old man sighed softly.
"Teacher, don't we still have disciples?" the man in white said with a smile.
"You, you have learned the truth, but you have only learned it. If you are good at martial arts, how can you calm down and preach." The old man also smiled.
The man was noncommittal, glanced at the futon under the teacher's butt, and said, "Teacher, you finally stopped destroying that basic book?"
"Bullshit, the basic tree was robbed by a little doll, so I used this rag futon to apologize. Tell me, my few books are worth this rag futon? When I think of this, teacher, I will get angry."
The old man was no longer in his stern and superior state, and had returned to the way he was quarreling with Yan Yu. "This little girl is still trying to push her boundaries. Seeing that I have no books, she kicked the teacher down. It's the lake, you
I'm angry or not, teacher, I'm an old man, how could I have suffered such a crime?"
Hearing the teacher's embarrassed expression, the man in white smiled even brighter.
"You can still laugh. Teacher, I am too old to be disrespectful and have sex with a little girl. You go and educate her."
"Aren't you going to reason with the master?" The man in white changed the subject.
"What are you talking about? These days, that little girl comes here to squat with your teacher every day. I have to stay away from her. The only time the little girl won't come is at night. I can't take advantage of this time to fish for a while."
"Teacher, listen, the master is calling you."
"Why are you urging me, old bald donkey, if you have the ability to walk out of this forest and talk sense while fishing, wouldn't you just draw a circle and really be imprisoned there for the rest of your life?" The old man seemed to be deep in the forest.
Talk to that person.
"Teacher, be careful what you say." The man in white was also a little embarrassed by his teacher's words.
"What are you afraid of? He can't do anything to me."
"Teacher, let's go in. I haven't seen the master for a long time. I have some questions and want to ask for advice. I'm telling you that your bait is gone. Let's go fishing tomorrow."
The old man put away the fishing rod and twisted the thread: "The bait has been eaten, when will we take the bait?"
...
A few days later, Chen Mo left home with Chen Mo and went to Hongque Nunnery. Last time he got such a large windfall, it was time to give some incense money to Hongque Nunnery. After all, he took care of it.
I have been with Yan Yu for so long.
The two arrived at Hongque'an again. The master here recognized Yan Yu at a glance and greeted her warmly. As for Chen Mo, he had met his master before, but he was not impressed, so he just greeted her politely.
"Sister Yan, Sister Yan, where have you been during this time? Why don't you come to play with us?" Those little novice monks who are familiar with Yan Yu are also very happy to see this big sister, and they talk about it as soon as they meet.
Talking nonsense.
Chen Mo couldn't get into this circle, so he left space for them while he walked towards the Forest of Steles. He had never had time to come here to take a look before, so he decided to take a look while waiting for Yan Yu to enter the nunnery to burn incense.
.
"Sister Yan, sister Yan, we competed with Jiehong and the others a few days ago. They were indeed afraid of my sister's strength and asked not to let you participate, but you didn't come either," Huijing said.
"So did you win?"
"We win, we win." You said excitedly to all the young novices.
"Fortunately, sister Yan taught us some skills, and we narrowly defeated Jie Hong and the others. Thanks to sister, we were able to paint on their heads again."
"It's good if you win, it's good if you win. I'll go into the nunnery first and put the bamboo box on it." Yan Yu pointed to the inside of Hongque nunnery.
"I'll take you there. I'll take you there." Several people rushed to lead Yan Yu the way.
"You have nothing to do?"
"No, no."
When you have money, you are arrogant. When buying incense, you buy the biggest and most expensive ones, which shocked the few novice monks.
"Sister Yan, when and where did you get so much money?"
"Of course I earned it through the blessing of Bodhisattva." Yan Yu said jokingly. She couldn't explain the origin of the money. She said it was repaid by others, but she didn't have so much in the first place, so the more she talked about it, the more confused she became.
, just laugh it off, she doesn’t think the money came from unclean sources and has tarnished this place anyway.
After burning the incense, Yan Yu put a lot of money into the merit box in front of some nuns, making the old nuns smile happily and keep saying "Amitabha".
Some of the pilgrims in the nunnery were also attracted by the arrogance of this young pilgrim. Suddenly, the desire to compare came over, not to show off that they were rich, but to show that their sincerity was absolutely incomparable.
This little girl is poor, and with the blessing of Bodhisattva, she has to put herself first.
In short, on this day in Hongque Nunnery, the faces of the old nuns turned into flowers with smiles.
He did not forget the well digger, and Chen Mo did not forget the kindness of taking care of Longyou Temple and Fumo Temple. In the next two days, he also donated a lot of incense money to these two temples. Of course, Chen Mo was the only one at Fumo Temple.
I went alone, but I didn't see Monk Shuku when I went there. I originally planned to return the book, but since I didn't see him, I kept it with Chen Mo temporarily.
night.
"Can we go out to play again tomorrow?" He was lying on the chair and counting the stars in boredom, as if he didn't understand what Chen Mo just said, so he asked again.
"Um."
"Great, where are we going this time?" Yan Yu jumped up with joy, finally no longer having to stay here.