Chapter 47: In the early morning, discuss eight sceneries with Ye Hongyu!
At the beginning of the Mao period, when the golden crow hangs high.
The warm wind of spring meets the hot wind of early and late summer, rippling on Yanming Lake.
In the corridor on the side facing the lake, Chen Xuan pinched the hair of a wolf on the white rice paper.
Sutras are written with the dragon seal and phoenix seal of Taoism. This is the first writing, a writing born between existence and non-being.
This is the first writing. No one knows when it was born. It just existed when it didn’t exist.
This is also the reason why there is a saying in spiritual practice, "True teaching is one sentence, false teaching is thousands of books".
With dragon seals, phoenix seals, and a few hundred crosses, all the passes of a Dharma door can be explained!
However, if it is transmitted in other words, even if it is written in thousands of volumes, it may not be possible to explain the true meaning.
The true biography is the dragon seal and phoenix seal script;
It’s a false transmission, it’s a method of spiritual practice.
Although Chen Xuan practiced the dragon seal and phoenix seal script passed down by his Taoist ancestors every time, he could only think of it once he realized it.
I can no longer remember the dragon seal and phoenix seal script that I learned before, and I have to learn it again!
There are only three thousand words in Longzhangfengzhuan, but the story has been exhausted, and the deceased is as confused as a man.
"No, there's still something wrong."
"The shape is right, the intention is wrong, and a slight mistake can make the difference a thousand miles."
"If scriptures are written in dragon, seal and phoenix seals and passed down to future generations, there won't be any mistakes."
Even if there are a few wrong words in thousands of books that are falsely passed down, it will not hinder your practice.
But even one wrong word in the authentic Dragon Seal and Phoenix Seal script is enough to lead future generations into the ravines of the North Sea.
"What kind of text are you talking about? Why have I never seen it before? It looks like the cloud pattern in the old classics, but it's a little different."
After getting up early in the morning, Ye Hongyu also came to the corridor on the side of the lake after washing up.
She is a Taoist idiot, and she is crazy because of the Tao.
I grew up in Zhishou Temple and have read more than a thousand volumes of Taoist scriptures.
She has also studied even the Taoist scriptures that are regarded as old scriptures by the masters and uncles in Guanzhong, with only a few words remaining.
It's just that although the scriptures in it have some subtle meanings, most of them are obscure and difficult to understand.
There are patterns and cloud patterns, which are slightly similar to the words written by Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan stopped writing, put the wolf hair in his hand on the pen holder made by the official kiln, and said: "This is the dragon seal and phoenix seal script. It is the secret of my sect and is also the first writing."
It’s just that there are more than 3,000 characters in Longzhangfengzhuan. He has only learned it now, only 300 of them.
Compared with the protagonists in the book, his talent is indeed quite dull.
Many doubts arose on Ye Hongyu's cold face, "With the name of dragon and phoenix, Daoyou Chen's Taiping Dao is really amazing."
Even in classics, mythical beasts like dragons and phoenixes only exist in the writings left by our ancestors.
How many people in the world have seen these two legendary beasts?
Chen Xuan walked to the railing, held it and looked at the calm Yanming Lake, and said: "I cultivate the Tao, and I crown it with peace, just because I like it."
"My sect is not Taiping Tao, my sect is just a small Taoist temple in the mountains."
"A Taoist temple named "Eight Views", nothing more!"
I was once a guest in the Bajing Palace, and the Emperor also remembered my name.
The Eight Views are intangible, and those who see them are different. In Chen Xuan's eyes, the Eight Views Palace is a Taoist temple in the mountains.
That Huan Dan may be just that bowl of yellow rice.
The ‘Eight Scenic Spots’ are not as mysterious as imagined, nor as luxurious as rumored. They are just as natural as heaven and earth.
"Eight Scenes?"
Ye Hongyu considered the name in his mind, and then asked: "What do you mean by the word "Eight Views"?
Chen Xuan smiled dumbly and explained: "It is recorded in the classics that the eight sceneries are: the vast sea, the mountains, the mountains, the beautiful bells, the radiance of the moon, the rays of light, the mist, the mist, and the neon clouds.
Fallen stars, chaotic chaos."
Ye Hongyu's delicate brows wrinkled slightly, and she asked: "But this should be nine scenes, why eight scenes?"
The eight sceneries are nine, and in the Taoist gate, nine is the ultimate.
It shows how big the eight sceneries are, but why not the nine sceneries?
Chen Xuan calmly explained: "My master has three treasures, hold on to them and guard them. The first is compassion, the second is frugality, and the third is not daring to be the first in the world."
"The Eight Scenes are originally the Nine Scenes. My master did not dare to be the first in the world, so he chose them as the Eight Scenes."
During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, Legalists dared to be the first in the world, so that they could make their debut during this period.
Confucianism adopts the mean, and naturally no princes can use it. And because Confucius is so powerful, wherever Zhongni goes, the princes all give way to him.
To say that Confucianism governs the world is nothing more than that the law is based on Confucian skin.
Taoists, on the other hand, do not dare to be the first in the world!
Ye Hongyu said: "This is a small statement of great significance, which should be spread to the world and educate the world."
"I wonder if you, Daoyou Chen, have ever seen those nine scenes?"
Chen Xuan said bluntly: "I have never seen it. I have only seen eight sceneries, but I have never seen those eight sceneries."
"Those eight scenic spots are located in the Purple Mansion of Xuandu. They are places of pure and unconventional observation of the world. If I could go there, how could I meet the Taoist girl here?"
Xuandu Purple Mansion, a quiet and inactive place, is where he will go in the future.
If you leave a name for the eight sceneries, it will be the direct successor of the Supreme Emperor, otherwise it will just be a name!
Ye Hongyu's expression was still cold, but it had some other meanings. She looked at Chen Xuan and asked: "Fellow Daoist Chen, according to this theory, could it be that these eight scenes refer to the Kingdom of Haotian?"
There are no relevant records of the Eight Scenic Spots in Zhishou Temple, and the only one that can match them is the Kingdom of Haotian.
The place where the seniors of the Taoist sect emerged and ascended to heaven, listed in the Haotian Divine Kingdom, and stayed with Haotian forever.
It is also recorded from time to time in the classics of Zhishou Guan.
Chen Xuan looked at Ye Hongyu with a smile and said: "At the beginning of the ancient times, who preached it? The upper and lower parts have not been formed, so why examine it?
Who can understand the darkness and the darkness? How can Feng Yiwei recognize the image..."
"Taoist crazy girl, the place where the Eight Scenic Spots are located is not the Kingdom of Haotian!"
How can a spirit awakened by the Taoist Zhi Shou Guan Patriarch here compare with the Eight Scenes?
Ye Hongyu nodded slightly and said: "Hongyu made a mistake, I hope fellow Taoist Chen will not blame you!"
At this time, Qinghe also brought the morning food.
For Chen Xuan, pickles, steamed buns and rice soup with a little green salt are a complete meal.
Chen Xuan also invited Ye Hongyu to come for the morning meal. The simple morning meal was very natural.
Ye Hongyu held the chopsticks in his hands, took small bites of the pickles, and ate the morning meal in small mouthfuls.
Jiang Chun, who had overslept, turned on the stove for himself in the kitchen.
In Zhishou Temple, the food is light, but now it’s hard to go out with Master Ye.
How can I wrong myself?
In the kitchen of the Chen Mansion, Jiang Chun rolled up the sleeves of his Taoist robe, holding a spatula in one hand and a pot in the other, stirring the mutton in the pot.
This also surprised the secret guard who was watching on the side. The people coming down from Taoshan seemed to be different from what he knew.
Compared with the tranquility of the corridor facing the lake, the kitchen in the Chen Mansion has a bit more fireworks.