Hundreds of thousands of mountains stretch endlessly.
These mountains are connected to each other, and as far as the eye can see, there is a lush scene.
The further you go deeper into the mountains, the less people you see.
Fortunately, there is no shortage of food, and one or two wild beasts will appear from nowhere every now and then.
However, they are no match for Li Pingan and Monk Changqing.
It is true that there are many terrifying beings deep in the mountains.
But there are not many of them, in this vast mountain.
The probability of encountering them is even slimmer, unless you are the unlucky guy who can be struck by lightning eight times in one day.
Li Ping'an sat on a stone, his mind wandering, looking down at the earth.
The sun and moon change, and the four seasons change.
Beasts run and birds fly, and grass and trees wither.
The breath flows in the body, every blade of grass, every insignificant rock.
They all seem to have an indescribable emotion.
Somewhere in the dark, something seemed to be calling me.
Let your body resonate with it.
[Turtle Breathing Skill: 93%-94%]
A light air circulated through Li Ping'an's meridians.
It flows backwards along the top of the head and merges into the snow-capped mountains behind.
Then it rushed into the Niwan, opening up and expanding the territory inside the Niwan.
It gives people an extremely comfortable feeling, as if they are one with heaven and earth at this moment.
Just like a piece of grass or a stone, it is closely connected with the operation of the universe.
There is no wind around, and the power of nature flows within it.
I felt the changes in Li Pingan.
Monk Changqing clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha! One flower, one world, one tree, one Bodhi.
The world of mortals is the best place for spiritual practice, and everything in the present moment contains the Zen opportunities you desire.
It is not easy for Donor Li to realize this state.
If only we could be like the poor monk, neither happy with things nor sad with ourselves.
It’s a step towards a higher level.”
After saying that, he smiled with some satisfaction.
Lao Niu rolled his eyes at him, raised his foot and swatted away Monk Changqing's secretly extending evil hand, aiming straight for the pancakes in Lao Niu's package.
Changqing took back his hand and said leisurely: "The world is declining, and the good times are not as good as they used to be~"
............
The faint sound of erhu sounded again.
This is a piece of music that you never get tired of no matter how many times you listen to it.
It started to rain on the mountain.
The distant mountains are shrouded in mist and rain, looming.
There is a slight coolness, giving people the illusion of being isolated from the world.
My eyes were filled with confusion, but this hazy scenery was also very beautiful.
Li Pingan, Changqing and Lao Niu hid in a cave.
Listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest, accompanied by the sound of the erhu.
Monk Changqing has only one thing in his luggage, a tea set.
It just so happens that Changqing is very particular about drinking tea.
It has even reached the point of being so strict that nothing will be touched.
Cover the pot and soak about half of the incense stick.
Wait until the hot water on the outside of the teapot dries up and then pour it out.
Pour the brewed tea soup into the sea of tea.
Finally, pour the tea from the scent cup into the tea tasting cup, and first watch the color change of the tea soup in the scent cup.
And smell the fragrance of tea in the fragrant cup, and then drink tea.
Lao Niu often scolds him for being stinky and fastidious.
Monk Changqing said: "No, no, drinking tea is also a kind of spiritual practice.
If there is any missing step, I would rather not drink."
Li Pingan asked him, "If you were trapped in the desert and had only an imperfect cup of tea and a cup of urine, which one would you choose to drink?"
Monk Changqing struggled for a long time, but couldn't figure out the answer.
Finally, I wrote this question down in a notebook.
...
The two came to the foot of a mountain, which was extremely steep.
I have no choice but to climb up slowly.
The old cow is too big and cannot use its hooves.
There was no other way. In the end, Li Ping'an had to think of a solution that was not a solution.
He tied the old cow to his body.
He stabbed the knife into the cliff one after another, and then slowly climbed up.
Seeing that scene, Monk Changqing wanted to leave alone.
It took two days to finally climb to the top of the mountain.
Standing on the edge of the cliff, I looked around.
Cleanse the ravines in your chest and let the birds return gracefully.
At this moment, I felt my heart suddenly become enlightened.
All distracting thoughts disappeared, and all worries were thrown away.
A blind man wearing a bamboo hat and a bald monk wearing a monk's robe.
There was also an old cow sitting on the ground.
Two people and one cow sat on the top of the mountain, looking at the sunset.
The clouds covered them with a faint golden light.
Occasionally, a breeze would blow over the corners of their clothes, making their clothes rustle.
Lao Niu: "Moo!!"
Li Ping'an: "It's cool!!"
Monk Changqing: “Amitabha.”
Feeling the urge to urinate, Lao Niu stood up first.
The wind blew my crotch and balls cold.
Open the gate and release the water!
Li Ping'an lifted his robe and stood up.
"Old Niu, you are very inferior, look at me."
Lao Niu rolled his eyes.
Monk Changqing shook his head, "This is wrong. You must master the method of peeing so that you can pee farther and higher.
The level of urine and the style of urine will be demonstrated to you by the poor monk."
After that, take a deep breath.
I saw a column of water spurting out.
Li Ping'an and Lao Niu were both shocked and couldn't help but give a thumbs up.
............
"With good wind and beautiful scenery, Shiwandashan truly deserves its reputation."
Zhang Song took a deep breath and opened his arms as if hugging the mountain.
There was a flash of light in his eyes, and his whole body exuded an aura that looked down on the world.
Zhang Song smiled and said to the sword behind him: "Hey, did you see it?
After jumping over this mountain, you can walk out of Shiwanda Mountain and see the sea.
Once you reach Canghai, you can go straight to Yunzhou, and after Yunzhou is the Zhenyao Pass."
The sword seemed to understand his words and made a buzzing sound.
Suddenly, manna fell from the sky.
Zhang Song couldn't help but feel happy and raised his head.
The nectar just fell on my face.
"The nectar from heaven? Why does it still have a... strange smell?"
Zhang Song was a little confused.
The next moment, a jet of water sprayed on his face.
"So damn slutty."
Zhang Song nodded. The person who peed must have gotten angry.
At this time, you should drink more chrysanthemum tea to relieve the heat.
.....After a moment, Zhang Song reacted.
"Damn it, who is so unqualified that he pees on the top of a mountain!!"