After walking more than a hundred steps into the Lingxu Cave, the scriptures echoing in Ye Fan's heart stopped. Dozens of ancient bluestone steps at the entrance were left behind. The place was very unusual, but Ye Fan did not stop and did not allow him to stop.
Ahead, the mountain peaks are beautiful and aura is compelling. Looking from a distance, a thousand-meter-long waterfall is falling down from a high mountain. The white horses are like the Milky Way hanging upside down, and the rumbling sound is like ten thousand horses galloping. It is spectacular and magnificent.
"It is truly a paradise in the cave. The scenery is extraordinary, like a pure land outside the world."
The winding path leads to a secluded place. A cobblestone path passes through a waterfall and winds into the depths of a beautiful fairy mountain. On the road, there are towering ancient trees and branches as vigorous as horned dragons. You can see many palaces, hidden among the vegetation, which is very harmonious and harmonious.
nature.
On both sides of the ancient road, there are artificially opened medicinal fields. In them, ginseng is as thick as a child's arm, Ganoderma lucidum hangs nine leaves, and there are many unknown medicinal herbs that are sparkling and translucent, with a little bit of brilliance inside, and the medicinal fragrance is overflowing and refreshing.
Most of the people they met on the road saluted a few old people, and their attitude towards Weiwei was also very friendly. One can imagine the status of this extraordinary genius in the Lingxu Cave.
Weiwei returned the greetings one by one, without any arrogance. In this peaceful pure land, she was as beautiful as a fairy. Finally, like a gentle wind, she went away, curling up and disappearing into the depths of the picturesque cave sky.
Ye Fan and Pang Bo were taken to a low mountain. There were three or five thatched huts, two or three bamboo groves, a medicinal field in front of the house, and several old trees closely connected.
Although there is no Qiong Tower and Jade Palace, everything seems ordinary and simple, but it is more peaceful and natural. It is as peaceful as a pure land outside the world, making people's soul feel like being baptized, far away from the world, and free from worries.
"You guys stay here first." Several old people told and explained a few words before leaving. Another classmate was also taken into Lingxu Cave, but he did not live with Ye Fan and the others, but
The delivery belt was taken elsewhere.
Near noon, a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy came here with a food box and asked them to eat. The food was very simple and light, including lotus root slices, polygonatum, poria, and gastrodia elata, mostly medicinal materials.
"Is this meal... edible? It doesn't even have any minced meat. In the past two days, I have either eaten wild fruits or drank spring water. Now that I continue to eat these things, our mouths are so light that the water is almost flowing out of the mountain spring."
Although there was no oil or water in the food, Ye Fan and Pang Bo still wiped it all away, not even a vegetable leaf was left.
"Can you bring me a roast chicken?"
Seeing the two of them like this, the young man who delivered the food was a little stunned and said: "No... no, the cave does not provide these. If you two are not full yet, I can send you some more food."
"Why is there no meat? I see there are a lot of cranes and white deer. There are also many unknown rare birds and exotic animals. You can just roast one or two. I think those cranes are fat enough."
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The young man who delivered the meal ran away immediately as if he was encountering a snake and a ghost, trying to avoid the two of them.
"It seems that entering the Immortal Sect to practice is not something worth celebrating. These days are too miserable and I can't even eat meat. How will I live in the future?" Pang Bo kept complaining.
Ye Fan was also very hungry. At this moment, he really wanted to grab a roast chicken, tear off its elbow, grab a pot of wine, and have a feast.
In the next ten days or so, several old people never showed up, but the young man who delivered the meal gradually became familiar with the two of them. With constant conversation, Ye Fan and Pang Bo gradually adapted to this ancient Chinese language. The young man was very fond of them.
I am very envious. It is said that disciples who have just entered the mountain gate generally do not have an independent residence. They need to be successful in cultivation before they can open a cave.
"There are three or five huts, does this count as having your own cave?"
Ye Fan and Pang Bo put on the clothes given by the boy. Except that their hair was still very short, they were no different from the people in Lingxu Cave.
"You can't say that. Everything around this low mountain belongs to you two. If you have the ability, you can naturally open up a cave."
"Since the short mountain is ours, no one will care if we kill a deer and roast two cranes, right?"
Hearing what the two of them said, the young man did not dare to answer the question. He felt that these two people were really bold and their ideas were completely different from ordinary people.
"Don't be afraid, we won't mess around. Now tell us, what is the so-called practice?"
This is an issue that both Ye Fan and Pang Bo are very concerned about. Up to now, they don't understand it at all. They have only heard people talk about "the sea of suffering", "the sacred bridge" and "the other shore" a few times. They don't know the reason at all.
The young man shook his head and couldn't say anything. He had only entered Lingxu Cave not long ago and had not yet truly embarked on the path to immortality.
"It seems you can't wait any longer." At this moment, an old man with gray hair and a childish face appeared in front of the short mountain. With his big sleeves fluttering and his feet not touching the ground, he came to the front of the hut like riding the wind and saluted the people next to him.
The young man nodded and said, "Go ahead."
"You are..." Neither Ye Fan nor Pang Bo recognized this old man with a ruddy complexion and long snow-white hair. He looked like an out-of-this-world old god.
"I am the elder of Lingxu Cave Heaven. My name is Wu Qingfeng. I will teach all the disciples within three years of joining."
"I've met the old man."
"You are Welcome."
"Old man, can you please improve our food first? If this continues, we will become immortals before we can become immortals. This food is too bland, and now we all want to drool when we see a grasshopper." Pang
Bo screamed again and again.
The old man Wu Qingfeng looked solemn and said: "There are many greeds in the world. When you first enter the blessed land of cave heaven, the first thing you have to do is to cut off your glory and become pure and meditate. If you can't even give up your oral desires, then you will face the road of cultivating immortals in the future.
I’m afraid it will be difficult to overcome all the temptations.”
After hearing these words, Pang Bo really couldn't say anything. As for Ye Fan, because he didn't join Dongtian Paradise, it was even harder to make any demands here.
Ye Fan and Pang Bo had many questions in their minds, but Ye Fan couldn't open his mouth. Pang Bo was already a disciple of Lingxu Cave Heaven, so he had no worries. Wu Qingfeng asked the old man to sit on the wooden pier in front of the hut and began to ask for various advices.
The problem is, they know nothing about so-called spiritual practice.
"Do you think the sky is clean?"
"There are no clouds in the sky, the sky is blue, so it is naturally very clean." Ye Fan didn't know why he asked this, but when he saw the old man looking at him, he answered.
"Wrong, there is endless dust." Old man Wu Qingfeng opened his palm and said, "There is endless dust even in the space between the fingers of this palm."
"What... do you mean?" Pang Bo asked puzzledly.
Old man Wu Qingfeng was very indifferent, like an old immortal from another world, and continued: "What do you think this endless dust is?"
"What could it be? It's just dust."
"It's dust, but it's not dust either," the old man said calmly.
"I understand it's dust, but what is it if it's not dust?" Pang Bo asked.
"It's the world, it's a vast world." The old man Wu Qingfeng was calm and calm when he spoke.
"It's a vast world... You're not joking, are you?" Pang Bo was surprised.
"In the future you will understand that this dust, every grass, every tree is the same world."
"Can you... be more straightforward? I feel like I'm listening to a book from heaven. Although the literal meaning is easy to understand, I don't understand the deep meaning at all."
Old man Wu Qingfeng sat there, smiled faintly, and said: "I won't talk about this today. What I want to say is that there are endless dusts between heaven and earth, and every dust is a world. Likewise, the same is true for our bodies
, you can't see anything, but it contains endless 'doors', just like there are so many dusts in the world. The seemingly small body contains countless 'doors', keep opening these doors and discover the 'true self',
It’s practice.”
Seeing the shocked expressions on both of them, old man Wu Qingfeng asked, "Now, do you understand what cultivation is?"
"It seems...somewhat understood."
"Okay, let's slowly understand it later. Now, let me tell you what the sea of suffering is. There are countless methods in the world, but there is no way to open the path to immortality from now on."
"Old man, please be more careful this time." Although they have not yet truly embarked on the path of spiritual practice, both Ye Fan and Pang Bo understand that the initial concepts are the most important.
"Everything in the world grows with age. Some can last forever in the world and are immortal, while some just live and die. Even in the blink of an eye, life has passed by in a hurry."
"Old man, what you are saying is too mysterious. What exactly are you trying to tell us?"
The old man did not blame them for interrupting, pointing to an ancient tree not far away, and said, "Do you know how many years it has lived?"
"You can naturally know it by cutting it down and counting the rings."
"Yes, time is ruthless and will always leave its mark on all things. Trees have annual rings, and our bodies also have rings of life."
"We people also have something?" Ye Fan and Pang Bo sounded a little ridiculous.
"My practice starts from the wheel of life of the human body..."
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