This was just the beginning of the strange behavior of the young master of the Qu family. In the following days, the young master quarreled with the tenants three times in the field - insisting that the method of burning orange sticks was wrong and too wasteful, and cooked the food himself five times - saying
Aunt Li, the cook, was not good at cooking, and ran around the village like crazy every morning - even dragging the servants with her. In the end, she was banned by her mother because she wanted to organize the village's tenants to open ditches...
Qu Fenghe was kept at home doing nothing for three days, and finally he was quiet for three days. The maid reported to his wife: "Da Lang is studying at the moment, so you can concentrate on reading..."
Mrs. Qu patted her chest: "God, that's good, that's good. He knows he has to make progress... What book is he reading?"
"Da Lang said it was "I Think About You"."
Mrs. Qu said happily: "Okay, this is the homework for the imperial examination. I will be happy when I come back."
Mrs. Qu had not been happy for two days when something happened to Qu Fenghe. What happened? He ran away again. This time, the direction of his escape was Junshan.
Jin Jiu looked at Qu Fenghe who was smiling in a flattering manner, rubbed his forehead and said, "I won't do this next time."
"Hey, Taoist Master Jin, don't worry!"
"Now that I'm back, I'll go do some work in the afternoon. The weather is getting colder and it's about to snow. You'll go find Zhong Sanlang later and go to each village to see which one has broken doors and windows. Take a notebook and write it down.
Come down. Turn around so you can gather some help to repair it..."
When he heard that there was something to do, Qu Fenghe's eyes lit up: "I understand, Taoist Master, it will be done properly!"
Qu Fenghe went down to work humming the most glorious tune of labor. Jin Jiu went to see Zhao Ran: "This boy, I really don't know what to say..."
Zhao Ran smiled and said: "The power of habit is more powerful than all of us can imagine."
Thinking about this sentence, Jin Jiu went out to arrange the various matters assigned by Zhao Ran to protect the people from the cold. Zhao Ran continued to sit in front of the desk, tapping the table with his fingers, and thinking quietly by himself.
Xinchengan sent another flying letter, saying that he seemed to have been exposed. When he went to attend the inauguration ceremony of Cuiming Villa, before taking the stage to deliver a speech, Master Long Yang gave him a string of Buddhist beads and insisted on him wearing it on his wrist. Xinchengan
He tested it with magic power and found that it was a magic weapon that could isolate magic power! The ceremony was successful and the speech was perfect, but after he came down, he became more and more scared as he thought about it, so he asked Zhao Ran for advice. What should he do?
Run or not?
Zhao Ran was not surprised that he had the idea of escape, and it was the same for him. Zhao Ran was surprised that Xincheng'an's long letter contained a hint of reluctance to leave, and it was very meaningful.
Concentrated. Later, when I thought about it from another angle, I felt relieved. When it expired last year, wasn't it that I was reluctant to leave?
So the sentence just now, "The power of habit is very powerful", is not only talking about Qu Fenghe, but also talking about Xin Chengan.
The only online connections between Zhao Ran and Xin Cheng'an were Dongfang Li, but Dongfang Li was in retreat. As the predecessor Cheng'an, Zhao Ran became Xin Cheng'an's source of support and advice. Since returning from Qingcheng Houshan,
Zhao Ran had been scolding Dongfang Li for being an irresponsible guy, and from time to time he maliciously speculated whether Dongfang Li would go crazy because of a sneeze during meditation.
Even if he scolds him, he still has to take care of this matter. Of course, if he is a cruel person, he can just close his eyes and pretend not to see that he has not received the flying talisman. Let Xinchengan handle everything by himself. But if he is like this
Such people would not have been able to create such a big movement in the first place.
After pondering for a long time, Zhao Ran suggested that Xinchengan go on a business trip, first to Tianmatai Mountain, and then to Black Sacred Mountain, in the name of visiting partners, and stay in each for a while, staying away from Xingqing Mansion for the time being, and see the scenery before talking.
Soon, Xinchengan wrote back: Are you serious? You're not kidding? Isn't this a self-inflicted trap?
Zhao Ran: We are all smart people, so don’t worry. In the entire Xia Kingdom, these two places are where you are most secure.
After dealing with these, Zhao Ran began to think about his own practice again. Starting from August, he could feel the mellow power of merit coming from far away in the east direction every month. From the beginning, there were three or four rays every month.
The current seven or eight wisps per month are far more effective than others.
In particular, Zhao Ran discovered that when his body gradually filled up the sea of qi with energy, causing the conversion efficiency to become increasingly low, other merit powers were accumulated on the sea of qi, but these few strands of merit power remained as usual.
It can be easily refined and firmly penetrate into the increasingly dense sea of qi, continuing to increase the energy in the sea of qi.
It's just that the merits coming from a long distance are too little, and the effect is not that obvious.
In mid-December, when the first snow of this winter fell in Junshan, except for these few special strands of merit power, all other merit powers could no longer be transformed, and they all floated "above" the sea of qi, just like
The sea is like fog.
Zhao Ran knew that this was a sign that the Taoist realm had truly reached perfection, and that he was ready to break through it at any time. But what was most depressing and distressing for him was that even if he felt the opportunity at this moment, what kind of realization would he have in his state of mind?
, must be forcibly suppressed to disrupt his understanding. Because he does not have the skills in Chapter 2 of the "Innate Merit Sutra", he does not know how to condense the elixir fetus!
Zhao Ran soon sensed the opportunity to break through for the first time. At that time, the dog-legged trio were wildly filming Bai Tiger's crane farts. Bai Tiger each rewarded a vermilion fire fruit, and Wu Se and Lao Lu were too busy to open their mouths to swallow it.
, only Zhao Ran remained motionless, standing on the spot with a dull expression, letting the fruit bounce from his chest to the ground, and was swept away by the old donkey, who lowered his head and stuck out his tongue.
Baishanjun was not very happy when he saw this. He proudly held his head high, walked out of the pool, and went back to the hut to close his eyes and rest.
Wu Se walked around Zhao Ran twice and asked, "Little Taoist priest, are you trying to break through this?"
The old donkey also rubbed his head over and cupped Zhao Ran's arm. Does that mean you want to find a better place to break out? What's the point of standing here in the middle of winter?
After a while, Zhao Ran finally forcibly dispelled the artistic conception of realization, took a long breath, shook his head and said: "What a pity..."
It is indeed a pity that every time such a feeling of realization comes, it is a great opportunity. Zhao Ran went to Qingcheng Mountain to meet Yu Zhiyuan last month. At that time, it had been three months since Yu Zhiyuan attained the Taoist realm, but he had never waited for this kind of realization.
I don’t know if there is any hope for this month.
If daily practice values a monk’s foundation, then this sense of realization now tests the monk’s qualifications. Zhao Ran’s breakthrough into a Taoist realm and today’s realization came very quickly.
On the one hand, it proves that his qualifications are indeed very good.
But no matter how good your qualifications are, it is not easy to experience and understand it once. His behavior of forcibly dispersing it is really outrageous.
Demons and humans have different paths of cultivation, so in this regard, neither Five Colors nor White Tiger can give Zhao Ran any help, let alone Lao Donkey.
Zhao Ran had nothing to say to them, so he could only close the door and feel melancholy by himself.