The jade house at Xinshui Ranch has been standing there for almost a month. 『Elegant*Wen*Words*Emotion*First*Posted』
Yun Qing used the Marrow Cleansing Sutra to temper his body every day, constantly warming and nourishing the true energy of the Great Sun and Black Heavenly Wheel, and his cultivation was steadily progressing. After getting used to the slightly noisy environment, the herders coming and going in front of her house every day gradually became a kind of background, and their impact on her was much smaller. This was Yun Qing's first time living in the mortal world after coming out of Yaoque Tower, but she felt completely unable to integrate into it.
She was born to be a loner.
"Master Divine Monk?" A careful and respectful voice came into the jade room.
"What's the matter?" Yun Qing silently circulated his true energy for a small circle, and then slowly gathered it.
The herdsman outside the door said: "The weather has improved a lot these days. Thank you for your help. If it weren't for you..."
"It's your job, don't be polite." Yun Qing interrupted what he was going to say. You didn't need to think about it to know that he would definitely say again, "Without you, we will definitely not be able to survive."
The herdsman knelt down on the ground with a plop and yelled at the inside: "If it weren't for the holy monk, we would definitely not be able to survive!!"
Yun Qing was silent for a while, and then said gently: "Now that the snow disaster has abated a lot, it's time for me to return to the temple."
The herdsman was stunned for a moment: "Master Monk, are you leaving? Are you going to abandon us!?"
"Yes, I believe the pasture will gradually get better after the snowstorm. It's time for me to go back." Yun Qing's voice was still gentle and calm.
The herdsman immediately burst into tears: "Master Divine Monk! You can't leave. Look at this prairie wolf, look at this Lingxun. If you weren't here, we would definitely not be able to survive!"
Yun Qing stopped answering, set up a small soundproof array, and started meditating again.
Are the creatures in front of me begging the monks for protection and the creatures in the south who are fighting against the monsters, are they really the same kind? If they are the same kind, then what is it that makes them show completely different living conditions
This question flashed through Yun Qing's mind, but she quickly threw it away. Whatever it was, it had nothing to do with her Tao, so she didn't think about it.
She swept the altar and began to recite the Marrow Cleansing Sutra loudly in her mind. Yun Qing chanted sutras in his mouth, but there was nothing in his heart. Chanting sutras is also an essential step in practicing Buddhism.
"The young monk chants sutras with his mouth but no intention." This sentence is often used in a derogatory sense, but it is true in Buddhism. When chanting sutras, keep your mind empty and empty of anything, not even the sutras themselves. Every word and sentence pours out naturally like water, without any sense of deliberateness. Only by chanting sutras until there is no more sutras in the mind can one understand the true sutras.
At the Lingshan Festival in the past, the Buddha picked up flowers and Kassapa smiled, so the Buddha passed down Kassapa's wordless sutra. The ultimate path in Buddhism cannot be expressed, but what can be written and read is only a very small part. Only through repeated chanting of Buddhist scriptures can we get a glimpse of the legendary "wordless scriptures", which is the true meaning of the scriptures. 『Elegant*Wen*Words*Emotion*First*Posted』
The method of chanting sutras is not only found in Buddhism, but also among immortals. Among them, the most famous statement comes from the "Dongxuan Kongling Lingzhang Jing" written by the ancestors of Shenyin Sect. The book once said that "reciting the Lingzhang Sutra thousands of times will achieve enlightenment." Therefore, there are always rumors in the monastic world that the Supreme Way of Shenyin Sect is the easiest inheritance to attain. As long as you get the original copy and recite it thousands of times, you can ascend in a day.
Although Yun Qing didn't quite believe such exaggerated remarks, he also felt that the rumors were not groundless. She didn't know that in Jiu Ming City, Xie Yao, who had obtained the "Tai Shang Induction Record", had already used this method to enter the state of forgetfulness.
Yun Qing chanted the sutra over and over again. She didn't know how long it had passed, but she suddenly felt uneasy. With these distracting thoughts, the chanting can no longer continue.
She simply removed the small restriction that blocked the sound and walked out of the jade room with Amang.
It was almost dusk outside the house, there was some moisture in the air, the snow had melted a lot, and the green grass was stained with water droplets and stained by the glow.
Yun Qing sniffed and found that in addition to the scent of grass mixed with the earthy smell, there was also an unpleasant smell in the air.
"Master Divine Monk! Save him quickly!"
Several herdsmen were carrying someone and shouting loudly from a distance.
Yun Qing frowned, rubbed Fang Cunzhan, suddenly disappeared from the spot, and appeared in front of several people the next moment.
Several herdsmen were startled. They dropped the people they were carrying and knelt down on the ground, silent.
The man on the ground was covered in blood, his left hand was broken, and the stump was still firmly held by his right hand. He seemed to be still conscious, but his whole body was hurting like crazy.
Yun Qing's true energy could not be used to repair the injury, so she had to pull out the stump of the limb from the man's hand, then put her left hand back and fixed it slightly with the Xuanyuan Jade Transformation Technique. She once used the Xuanyuan Jade Transformation Technique to activate the Hundred Flowers Machine. This man had just lost his arm, so it wasn't much of a problem to keep him so warmly.
"Prairie Snow Wolf?" Yun Qing asked looking at the wound on his hand.
The injured person fainted from the pain when she touched her. Several herdsmen kneeling on the ground quickly replied: "Yes, yes, it's such a big group!"
Yun Qing frowned. The snowstorm had just passed and most of the damage had not yet been restored. It was estimated that the group of prairie snow wolves had reached their limit, so they began to attack the herdsmen in large groups.
"Carry him back." Yun Qing put his hands into his sleeves and walked slowly back to his jade house.
The herdsmen chased after her. They obviously had good feet, but they couldn't keep up with Yun Qing. There is a sense of lightness and swiftness in her body movements, which is also the result of the Marrow Cleansing Sutra.
"You're afraid of prairie wolves attacking at night, so be careful and prepare."
Yun Qing felt that the unique fishy smell of the nearby carnivores was getting stronger and stronger. It was estimated that these prairie wolves were planning a large-scale attack.
When she said this, these herdsmen did not refuse to agree. So someone else knelt down towards Yuwu and said: "Holy monk, please save us! If you don't help us, we will..."
"Understood, I will protect you from this disaster tonight, and I will leave here tomorrow." Yun Qing sighed, with compassion in her expression. She didn't know whether she was pitying for the suffering of these mortals, or for these. A fool's failure to make progress.
"Wha, what? Monk, are you leaving here tomorrow!?" The herdsmen returning from grazing all looked at her in surprise and reluctance.
"If you want, I can leave today." Yun Qing said with a gentle smile.
The herdsmen knelt down again and shouted: "Holy monk, without you, we would not be able to survive the attack of the prairie wolf. Please stay one more night!"
Yun Qing smiled and nodded while setting up a barrier at the entrance of the ranch. Although the snow wolves are ferocious, they are just ordinary beasts after all. Although Yun Qing is not good at formation formations, he is more than enough to block them.
At night, a snow wolf came.
The leader is the big white wolf that Yun Qing saw not long ago. Its fur is not as shiny as it was a month ago. It seems that it has been having a hard time recently. Yun Qing looked at the man and wolf facing each other across the fence. Both sides looked hungry and skinny. The snow wolves are all full of energy, their claws are sharp, and their eyes have the unique ferocity of predators. The herdsmen were all in a depressed state of mind. Their eyes would occasionally light up when they saw the barrier, and their expressions showed deep numbness and fatigue.
Really, humans are inferior to beasts.
Yun Qing sighed while watching these menacing snow wolves sprint towards the barrier again and again.
The leader took the lead, and his head was covered in blood from the collision, but he still refused to give up. The cattle, sheep, and even herdsmen in their favorite pastures are the only food they can find after this long snowstorm.
After an unknown amount of time, it glanced at Yun Qing with its blue eyes, then howled unwillingly and disappeared into the moonlight with the wolves.
Yun Qing removed the barrier and said to the watching herdsmen: "Okay, it's over."
There was silence among the herdsmen for a while, and then there were cheers. They immediately forgot about Yun Qing and began to discuss setting up a banquet to celebrate together in order to tide over the difficulties. Of course they have reason to be happy. The predatory method of prairie snow wolves is a bit like "a good horse never turns back to eat grass". They generally will not come back to targets they have attacked but failed to succeed.
This triumphant, festive and cheerful look made Yun Qing even think that they had really fought against the Snow Wolf and won.
She smiled quietly, watching the pasture gradually become brightly lit, and each family held a banquet with wine to welcome the warm spring.
"Monk... want to come and sit at my house?" A stooped old woman said to Yun Qing while carrying a bowl of hot meat porridge. Yun Qing remembered that it was this old woman who stopped her at the gate of the ranch and took an abandoned child from her hands.
Yun Qing glanced at the meat porridge in her hand, her heart moved slightly, and said, "That's fine."
Most nomadic people on the grassland live in tents, but this old woman built a small wooden house. Thinking that she was too old to move with the herdsmen every season, she lived here for a long time and raised a few lambs to make ends meet.
There were many patterned blankets placed in front of the wooden house, and many herdsmen sat on the ground, drinking and eating meat freely, and talking loudly.
Yun Qing didn't come near, and just watched quietly.
"Won't the holy monk bring you some porridge?" The old woman handed the bowl in her hand to Yun Qing, but she blocked it.
"A poor monk doesn't eat meat and fish." Yun Qing refused with a smile. Not only did she not eat meat, but she only ate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
The old woman took back the bowl apologetically and said repeatedly: "I'm offended, I'm offended!"
"How have you been, old man?" Yun Qing didn't mind, but asked enthusiastically.
The old woman smiled, with wrinkles on her face: "My child is back, and I feel relieved. How wonderful my life will be!"
Yun Qing's smile gradually deepened, and her expression looked a little unpredictable in the light: "That's good, but raising children must be a troublesome thing. I wonder if you can handle it at such an old age?"
"Of course I can handle it. My son is very well-behaved!" The joy on the old woman's face almost overflowed. She said gratefully, "Thank you so much. If it weren't for you, how would I have found my son?"
After hearing this, Yun Qing nodded and said, "It must be a reward for your good deeds every day. You must know that heaven has its own reincarnation, and good people will eventually have a good ending, and evil people will suffer their own consequences."
The old woman looked slightly stunned after hearing this, said a few words of thanks, and then took the porridge bowl to greet other herdsmen.
Yun Qing stood in the dimly lit area, watching the drunken herdsmen, waiting for dawn.
In the early morning of the next day, the morning glow filled the sky, the snow on the ground melted, the streams were turbulent, and the ice floes occasionally reflected the dazzling sunlight, which could be seen clearly from a long distance. The pastures were nourished by the snow and rejuvenated, and the breath of spring's resurrection gradually filled the entire prairie.
Yun Qing sorted out the scriptures she brought and prepared to leave the ranch. According to her original plan, it would be better to go back in about two or three months. Now that she has only been out for less than a month, things at Guiling Temple and Mianfeng Lang must not have developed to the extent she wanted. But it didn't matter, there was nothing of value in this pasture, and it would be better for her to just find a snowy mountain to quietly meditate for a while than to stay in this chaos.
She waved her hand to turn the jade house into spiritual energy, and picked up the stainless steel Zen staff on the ground. Behind her, Amang was carrying a large package.
But just when she was about to turn around and leave, there was a noise from behind.
"It's that demon monk, it must be him!" An old and sad voice pointed directly at her.
Yun Qing sighed slightly in his heart, stopped and turned around.
The old woman came towards her menacingly with a group of herdsmen who had just woken up from a hangover.
"He killed my Sonny!"