In the early morning of the next day, Wuxu and Zhang Ruoyue left Baoxin Island and flew a few hundred miles southeast when they saw two monks standing on a small island in front of them. At this moment, the Golden Crow was rising, and the sea of clouds was rising.
In the middle, red light dyes the two monks, wearing long white robes unique to Haoran Peak, with gold thread trimming and cloud patterns covering their bodies. They stand with their hands behind their hands. The green and white aura is flowing around them, giving them the air of a great scholar and great cultivator.
Wuxu and Zhang Ruoyue looked at each other and knew that this was the leader of the so-called Haoran Peak. Wuxu stood up and suddenly became impassioned. Zhang Ruoyue smiled faintly and flicked his sleeves, and a breath of awe-inspiring aura emerged spontaneously. Wuxu
secretly
I was surprised to find out that the Yanyue Sect was really powerful. When Zhang Ruoyue took the Nine-Leaf Green Lotus Lamp, he could perform the Great Sui Qiu Mudra that no other eminent monk could do. Now, in just one night, he could practice the Haoran Kung Fu to such an impressive degree.
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I saw the two Confucian cultivators in front of me, their eyes flashing, looking at Zhang Ruoyue. After a while, Wuxu and Zhang Ruoyue came forward and saluted. The two men just put away their eyes, raised their hands to Wuxu and Zhang Ruoyue and smiled.
, "It turns out to be Brother Song and Brother Tian. We have been ordered to wait here for a long time."
It turned out that these two people, one named Han Weiqi and the other Ye Chengkang, were both disciples of the Xuangui True Lord Luo Guiyi. This time, they were ordered by their masters to lead Baoxin Island and secretly defected to Haoran Peak to follow Zhao Tong and Liu Bowen.
Down to the monks in the human world.
Wuxu didn't expect that he, Zhang Ruoyue, and the disguised Song Xiong and Tian Shouzheng were the first to arrive, so he had to chat with Zhang Ruoyue and the two of them. Han Weiqi and Ye Chengkang were both at around the eighth/ninth level of cultivation.
One level higher than Wuxu and Zhang Ruoyue, and also the so-called Lushan
The monks of Haoran Peak, one of the six peaks, although polite and polite, often show a condescending manner and tone. This is naturally understandable. But Wuxu, last night, broke the precepts and killed people, borrowing wine from Meng Lang, his mood and state
Neither was good, so he gradually fell silent and hunched slightly.
Fortunately, not long after, more monks flew in one after another. Han Weiqi and Ye Chengkang had to go over to greet and greet them one by one, and this invisible embarrassment was eliminated. On the contrary, Zhang Ruoyue glanced at Wuxu with a curved eyebrow, with an expression as if
When asking, "Why are you so timid?" Wuxu quietly rolled up his sleeves and pointed. Among the monks who were coming one after another, those who were just as submissive as himself laughed in a low voice, "Red flowers need to be lined with green leaves, mediocre people."
Naturally, I am afraid of beautiful women."
This time, there were quite a few monks coming from Baoxin Island. Wuxu took a quick look and found that, including himself and Zhang Ruoyue, there were more than twenty after they arrived. Moreover, look at Han Weiqi and Ye Chengkang.
It seems that there are still many people who failed to come to the appointment. These are the monks summoned by Haoran Peak for this operation. From this, it can be seen that Haoran Peak works hard on weekdays.
Wuxu was thinking silently. Then Han Weiqi spoke loudly, "Nowadays, the world is devastated and catastrophes continue. When you practice, you can worry about the common people and act with compassion. Han, Junior Brother Ye, and even I, Haoran Peak,
Everyone from top to bottom admires him greatly." Then Han Weiqi and Ye Chengkang were seen looking around with solemn expressions, hands folded.
The monks, including Wuxu and Zhang Ruoyue, were naturally relieved. Han Weiqi and Ye Chengkang immediately swung their sleeves and robes, leading everyone to fly towards the direction of Zhengqi Island.
It was Wuxu's first time to visit Zhengqi Island outside Haoran Peak. However, when they flew near Zhengqi Island, Han Weiqi and Ye Chengkang took another turn and led everyone around Zhengqi Island and flew towards Haoran Peak.
.Unexpectedly, Wuxu did not use his spiritual sense to explore, but vaguely heard the sound of Ziyue reading, and saw that the sky above Zhengqi Island was bright and clear.
Wuxu immediately understood that the Confucian scholar's reading was actually similar to that of a monk reciting sutras. He used his mind sincerely and expressed it through his voice. They were both sravaka methods and should not be underestimated.
As I write this, some readers may be confused about it, or they may not take it seriously. Xiaosheng, here, you can stop writing and forcefully explain one or two of them, for the pleasure of readers who are connected with this book.
When ancient people read, when people today see related descriptions, they often shake their heads and move their heads in a cadence. Today, people call them nerds by shaking their heads and cadences. They are afraid of neglecting things and disturbing others. But they don’t know that in most good articles and poems, there is something between the lines.
All spiritual insights have emotional momentum. If people read it today, if they don’t exhale and let their minds wander, they will never be able to get the essence or the mystery.
Some readers will naturally ask, if I sincerely understand it, recite it silently, and discard the last part of the sound, wouldn’t it be more consistent with the Buddhist teaching of “no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, colorless body, fragrance, and touch”? Although this statement is true, it is confusing.
The so-called practice, whether it is Confucianism or Taoism, all emphasizes a practical practice. When you first start to understand the Dharma and understand the Tao, the first step into practice is to sit quietly and breathe in, waiting for the mystery; shaking your head, shaking your head, and speaking loudly, but
yes
In this Confucian practice, the first step is to comprehend the glory of the sages and communicate with the spirit of heaven and earth. Reading the poems of the sages and speaking loudly is to adjust the body and mind, use the heart as the heart, and use the voice as the voice.
; Shaking one's head, swaying one's head
Frustration is just a natural and inevitable manifestation of your full devotion at the beginning. This is just like the superficial visualization in Buddhist practice, which requires you to cross your legs and join your hands, straighten your waist and close your eyes. During this period, you may experience shaking of the body, ringing in the ears, soreness in the waist, and numbness in the legs.
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I would like to ask, how many people can cross this step? Can silently communicate with the sages, heaven and earth, and spirit? How many people can directly visualize the Buddha and Bodhisattva, lifelike and vivid, without chanting Buddha or sutra, kicking their legs and closing their eyes.
At the moment?
In general, generally speaking, reciting silently, communicating spiritually, and gaining a glimpse of the true meaning are the realms that can only be achieved by practicing to an extremely high level.
The so-called, in general, generally speaking, it is like this, and I don’t know how many hardships and lessons have been hidden. Dear readers, please do not think that there are exceptions or miracles. If you think so, you are delusional.
, I became arrogant. I really had no choice. If I went out, I would be struck by lightning.
Wu Xu felt something in his heart, and quietly clasped his hands in his sleeves. With his body of spiritual consciousness, he sat in the Dharma Realm dojo, reciting Buddhist scriptures endlessly. But not long after, Han Weiqi and Ye Chengkang in front of him slowly slowed down. Silently,
As they gradually stopped, Wuxu opened his eyes, and Haoran Peak stood in front of him. The mountain looked up, unattainable, and imposing. However, the clouds covered the fog and made it difficult to see clearly. Even the mountain gate was only in this mountain.
, the cloud depths are unknown.
Han Weiqi and Ye Chengkang turned around and gestured to everyone, asking everyone to be calm and wait patiently. Suddenly, there was a person standing upright with his hands tied, calm and silent. Then everyone started to speak.
Imitate it. Wuxu glanced around and saw the people around him, like a group of students seeking knowledge, kneeling down in front of the college gate, as if they wanted to move the heavens and the earth.
Wuxu and Zhang Ruoyue had no choice but to close their eyes and reflect on themselves.
About an hour later, another group of monks flew over. They were also led by two monks dressed exactly like Han Weiqi and Ye Chengkang. Behind them were about twenty more monks of all kinds. Some of those monks had hideous faces, and some had ugly faces.
There was still a hint of demonic aura about them. But after they arrived, they quickly became quiet. Following the example of Wuxu and the other monks who came from Baoxin Island, they stood there in silence.
Wuxu only used the peripheral vision of his naked eyes to slowly look at these monks who should be coming from the Forbidden League. According to Xuanjizi, through the message transmitted by the Xuanzhu Order, there are real demon cultivators who came from the outer world.
The two of them are like himself and Zhang Ruoyue, Li Daitao
Zheng, disguised and blended into these monks who were called. However, after looking at it for a long time, Wuxu also felt that it was specious and difficult to be sure. The one with a hateful face was inevitably a villain; the one with a trace of devilish smell on his body was also hard to guarantee.
Ordinary people with weird personalities.
Wuxu had no choice but to close his eyes again and hold the ceremony respectfully.
About two hours later, another group of monks flew over with the smell of blood. Wuxu, Zhang Ruoyue, and the monks who came first all opened their eyes suddenly. Then Han Weiqi, Ye Chengkang, and others
The two monks from Haoran Peak who arrived later flew up to greet them.
There were four monks in the front of this group of monks. They all looked solemn, tired and panting. There were faint traces of blood on their white robes with golden moiré patterns. They had obviously experienced a life-and-death struggle. As for this, this
Behind the four people, the eight or nine people were all disheveled and exhausted. One or two people had faces as golden as paper and their eyes were closed tightly.
The two groups of monks who came first could not help but discuss in low voices.
"This last group of people arrived from the farthest reaches of Qiankun Dao's sphere of influence." Zhang Ruoyue quietly sent a message.
Wuxu was about to ask when he was startled and looked up ahead.
A ray of spiritual consciousness descended from the sky and came out of the clouds, like a sharp sword, flying over the heads of Wuxu and others. It felt like it had flown over Zhengqi Island and flown to the depths of the sea of clouds. Based on Wuxu's current situation
At the cultivation level, it seemed that he heard a faint roar coming from far behind him.
This spiritual consciousness of the Confucian True Spirit Master is very familiar to Wu Xu. It is exactly the spiritual consciousness of the Haoran True Lord Zhao Haoran. Among the vastness, the aloofness, desolation and twilight of the royal nobles of the Song Dynasty can be seen.
They have all been deeply imprinted on Wuxu’s sea of consciousness.
Then, Zhao Haoran's spiritual consciousness flew back and headed towards Haoran Peak. Then he saw that in front of him, the clouds and mist were billowing, split into two, and several peaks were coming towards him, but in an instant they seemed to be thousands of miles away.
Outside, it is out of reach. The clear spring flows, as if gurgling in the ears, and the white crane spreads its wings, drawing a beautiful white line in the lush green. The highest and farthest mountain peak is surrounded by white clouds, and there are countless red looms on the top.
The light shines.
Just as the monks were marveling at this stunning glimpse, two figures suddenly flew out from the infinite red light. "Guo Min, Liu Bowen." Wu Xu thought silently in his heart, although he could not see clearly the faces of the two of them.
face.
They flew very fast. Without waiting for anyone to guess, they had already flown in front of everyone. Liu Bowen, holding a feather fan, with an ancient jade hairpin in his head, his face watery, looked a bit like the reincarnation of Zhuge Kongming. Guo Min, holding a long sword.
, with long hair spread behind her back, but still dressed as a man, without any trace of charm, but looking a bit wild and unruly, like a young scholar parading with a sword.
I saw Guo Min holding up a roll of bamboo slips with his right hand. The bamboo slips emitted little red light and flew towards the last batch of seriously injured monks who came from Qiankun Dao. Those monks miraculously recovered immediately. Some even have vigorous auras and seem to be more energetic than usual. The red light falls on them and lasts for a long time.
Waiting for Guo Min to put away the bamboo slips in his hand. The monks present had just woken up from a dream, with expressions of admiration on their faces. Liu Bowen immediately stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "In the past, many sages knotted ropes to record events, and drilled wood to get things. Fire has traveled around the world, written books and taught people, and it is only then that our human race has been glorious for thousands of years. Now, the world is in great catastrophe, and demons and monsters are rampant. Fellow Taoists, follow the example of the sages and descend the mountain this time, which will surely make the world more prosperous and righteous. Survive and protect our human race’s prosperity.”
All the monks present naturally sang promises and bowed their hands, and then, led by Guo Min and Liu Bowen, they descended to Mount Lu in a mighty manner.
In the human world, outside Lushan Mountain and in the sky above Poyang Lake, Guo Min and Liu Bowen looked at each other, nodded, and signaled that the eight Haoran Peak Confucian monks who had originally invited the monks seemed to have discussed it, and each made their choice. Some monks flew away separately.
In the night, under the moonlight, Wuxu followed Han Weiqi, starting from Poyang Lake and flying eastward. Wuxu kept silently looking at the north.
In the north, the figures of Guo Min and Liu Bowen were vaguely visible, but their auras were like fire and stars. They headed towards Yingtian Mansion.
After flying over Yingtian Mansion, Zhang Ruoyue waved her jade finger in front of her eyes, signaling Wuxu to look south.
Looking south, Hangzhou is getting closer and closer.
At this time, Han Weiqi led everyone to slowly land on a mountaintop in the wilderness and walked slowly to the border of Hangzhou Prefecture. Then, he turned to Wuxu and Zhang Ruoyue, mainly to Zhang Ruoyue, and said with regret, "Master Qingtian has Order, I order you two to go to the East China Sea area of Zhoushan to make friends with Confucian scholars, teach them skills, and gather awe-inspiring righteousness. "After a pause, he looked directly at Zhang Ruoyue, "Ahead of Hangzhou Prefecture, the East China Sea Monster Clan is rampant. Don't let Meng Lang do it easily. The traces are revealed. You can carefully go to Ningbo first, then transfer to Zhoushan, and then take a closer look. "After that, he also took out a bottle of elixir and handed it to Zhang Ruoyue," This is the Haoran Peak Zhengqi elixir. Fellow Taoist Tian practices Confucianism. Soon, one pill every three days will be safer."
Along the way, Wuxu smiled vaguely. Zhang Ruoyue finally couldn't help it. She looked back at Wuxu and asked, "Master Wuxu, what does this mean? The eminent Buddhist monk has a silly smile on his face, right?" Obsessed?"
In the Hangzhou Mansion, the lights were dim, but the laughter and singing continued. Wuxu smiled and said, "The West Lake is like the west. I didn't expect that Teacher Han is a hero with giant eyes."
Zhang Ruoyue said with a sneer, "We, the Yanyue Sect, are unique and unparalleled in the world. Practicing this mere Confucian technique is just a little adaptable."
Wuxu was startled again, but on the surface he still said jokingly, "Fairy Ruoyue, if you want to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the West Lake, the Qian Lake in the east of Ningbo City is also comparable." Before he finished speaking, Zhang Ruoyue raised her eyebrows coldly. Yes, she is dressed in moonlight, "Don't think that this girl doesn't know your conspiracy! If you want to deceive me and want to know about the Hidden Moon Sect, you, Master Wuxu, can just ask directly!"
Wuxu laughed and said, "If you ask me directly, wouldn't it be offensive to a beautiful woman? What's more, it's the hardest to accept the kindness of a beautiful woman."
Zhang Ruoyue sneered, and gently tapped the West Lake below with her jade hand, "The West Lake is like the West Lake. If you can make Xizi smile, I will tell you about the Moon Covering Sect."
In Hangzhou Mansion, the powerful character of the Third Prince of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea is here. Wuxu and Zhang Ruoyue each used magical techniques to cover up their breath, and they were able to fly through the air, which is already rare. How can Wuxu still make the West Lake laugh? What is laughter?
How to laugh?
Wuxu could only smile to himself.
At your feet, the beautiful West Lake passes by with a smile.
Wuxu, thinking deeply, raised his hand and pointed to the east, "If you don't follow the path, you will ride on a boat and float in the sea. What is the reason for those who follow me? Does Fairy Ruoyue understand this sentence?"
Zhang Ruoyue snorted, "These Confucian scholars and literati are the most hypocritical and arrogant. They think that if they can write two crooked poems and a few poems, they can dominate the world and save the world and the people. They were demoted by the king.
If you go, you will be in mourning. You feel that you are full of ambition and cannot realize it. The king has no vision. In addition to being disappointed, he is still brazen and arrogant and makes such arrogant words. You really hold the wood and float on the sea for me! "
The beautiful scenery of the West Lake is here to go. I realized that I was looking at the misty waves of the East China Sea, which were getting closer and closer to Dinghai City, as well as Naputuo Island and Peach Blossom Island. I laughed loudly and said, "If you can't do it, you can float in the sea on a canopy."
Isn't it better to be still ashore at this age, pretending to be a handsome young man, and looking upright? What's more?
, Fairy Ruoyue, you only know one, but don’t know the other. The young monk once read a miscellaneous note in the past, and it was written in the book that there was a Confucian scholar who, due to various things and various fates, fled to the sea in despair, but unexpectedly, the fate
He met by chance and became the largest pirate leader on the sea. This is another explanation. "
The waves are roaring and the wind is rustling. I can't help but sing as I please. I sing and fly, float and sink.
As the saying goes
The West Lake is always compared to the West. Who knows about the exquisite young man?
How many people of Haoran Zhengqi ride on the sea in miscellaneous notes.