After more than a hundred steps into the cave of Lingxu, the scriptures echoing in Ye Fan's heart stopped, and dozens of ancient bluestone steps at the entrance were left behind. It was very unusual there, but Ye Fan did not stop, nor did he allow him to stop.
Ahead, the mountain peaks are beautiful and the aura is compelling. Looking from a distance, a thousand-meter-long waterfall is hanging 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's truly a blessed place, with extraordinary scenery, like a piece of pure land outside the world."
The winding path leads to a secluded place, a path paved with cobblestones, passing the waterfall, winding into the depths of the beautiful fairy mountain. On the road, the ancient trees are towering, and the branches are as vigorous as dragons. You can see many palaces, hidden among the vegetation, very harmonious and natural.
On both sides of the ancient road, there are medicine fields artificially opened up. The ginseng inside is as thick as a child's arm, the ganoderma lucidum hangs nine leaves high, and there are many unknown medicinal herbs that are glittering and translucent, with a little bit of brilliance inside, and the medicinal fragrance is wafting and refreshing.
Most of the people I met on the road would salute a few old people, and their attitude towards Weiwei was also very friendly. One can imagine the status of this incomparable genius in Lingxu Cave.
Weiwei returned the salute one by one, without arrogance. In this peaceful pure land, she was as beautiful as a fairy, and finally went away like a gentle wind, gracefully and gracefully, disappearing into the depths of the picturesque cave.
Ye Fan and Pang Bo were brought to a low mountain, where there were three or five huts, two or three bamboo forests, a medicine field in front of the house, and several old trees closely connected.
Although there is no Qionglou and Yudian, everything looks ordinary and simple, but it is quiet and natural, peaceful like a pure land outside the world, making people feel like being baptized, far away from the world, and cleansed of troubles.
"You guys stay here first." The old people left after exhorting and explaining a few words, and another classmate was also taken into the Lingxu Cave, but he did not live with Ye Fan and the others, but sent him to taken elsewhere.
Near noon, a boy of twelve or thirteen years old came here with a food box and asked them to eat. The food was very simple and light, lotus root slices, sealwort, poria cocos, gastrodia elata, mostly medicinal materials.
"This rice...is it edible? There isn't even any minced meat. For the past two days, we either ate wild fruits or drank spring water. Now we continue to eat these things, and the mountain spring is coming out of our mouths."
Although there was no oil or water in the food, Ye Fan and Pang Bo still wiped it all out, not even a vegetable leaf left.
"Can I send you a roast chicken?"
Seeing the two of them like this, the boy who delivered the food was a little stunned, and said: "No... no, these are not provided in the cave. If the two of you are not full, I can send some more food."
"How can there be no meat? I don't think there are many cranes and white deer raised. There are also many unknown rare birds and animals. Just roast one or two. I think those cranes are already fat enough. .”
The young man who delivered the food ran away as if he had encountered a snake ghost, fearing that he would not be able to avoid the two of them.
"It seems that entering the immortal sect to cultivate is not something to be thankful for. The life is too poor, and I can't even eat meat. How will I live in the future." Pangbo kept complaining.
Ye Fan is also very hungry. At this moment, he really wants to grab a roast chicken, tear an elbow, carry a pot of fine wine, and feast on it.
In the next ten days or so, the old people never showed up, but the boy who delivered the food gradually became familiar with the two of them. After talking constantly, Ye Fan and Pang Bo gradually got used to this ancient Chinese language. The young man was very envious of them. It is said that the disciples who have just entered the mountain gate generally do not have an independent residence.
"Three or five thatched huts, does this count as having your own cave?"
Ye Fan and Pang Bo put on the clothes sent by the boy, except that their hair was still short, they were no different from the people in Lingxu Cave.
"You can't say that. Everything around this short mountain belongs to the two of you. If you have the ability, you can naturally open up a cave."
"Since the short mountain is ours, if we kill a deer and roast two cranes, no one will care, right?"
Hearing what the two of them said, the boy didn't dare to answer the words again. He felt that these two people were really bold, and their thinking was 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 just heard people mention "Sea of Bitterness", "Shenqiao", and "The Other Shore" a few times, and they don't understand it at all.
The young man shook his head, but he couldn't say anything. He had only entered the Lingxu Cave not long ago, and he hadn't really walked on the road to immortality.
"It seems that you can't wait." At this moment, an old man with white hair and a childlike face appeared in front of the short mountain. His sleeves fluttered and his feet didn't touch the ground. The boy nodded and said, "Go."
"You are..." Neither Ye Fan nor Pang Bo knew this old man with rosy complexion and long white hair, who looked like an old fairy from other worlds.
"I am the elder of Lingxu Cave, my name is Wu Qingfeng, and I will teach all the disciples within three years of entry."
"Meet the old man."
"You are Welcome."
"Old man, can you improve our food first, if this continues, we will really become immortals before we become immortals, this food is too bland, we all want to drool when we see a grasshopper now." Pang Bo repeatedly complained.
The old man Wu Qingfeng looked solemn, and said: "There is a lot of greed in the world. When you first enter the Paradise, the first thing you need to do is to cut off your glory, clean your body and meditate. If you can't even quit your mouth, then you will face many problems on the road of cultivating immortals in the future. I am afraid it will be difficult to overcome all kinds of temptations."
Hearing these words, Pang Bo really couldn't say anything. As for Ye Fan, because he didn't join Dongtian Paradise, he couldn't make any demands here.
Ye Fan and Pang Bo had a lot of questions in their minds, but Ye Fan couldn't open their mouths. Pang Bo was already a disciple of Lingxu Cave, so he had no scruples. Ask Wu Qingfeng to sit the old man on the wooden pier in front of the hut, and start asking various questions. They don't know anything about the so-called practice.
"Do you see the sky is clean?"
"There is no cloud in the sky, and the blue sky is as clear as a wash, so it is naturally very clean." Ye Fan didn't know why he asked this question, but when he saw the old man looking at him, he opened his mouth to answer.
"Wrong, the dust is endless." Old man Wu Qingfeng opened his palm and said, "There is endless dust even in the square inch of this palm."
"What do you mean?" Pangbo asked puzzled.
The old man Wu Qingfeng was very indifferent, like an old fairy outside the world, and continued: "What do you think this endless dust is?"
"What it can be, is naturally dust."
"It's dust, and it's not dust." The old man said calmly.
"I understand it's dust, but what is it if it's not dust?" Pangbo asked.
"It's the world, it's a vast world." The old man Wu Qingfeng spoke calmly, speaking very naturally and calmly.
"It's a vast world... You're not kidding, are you?" Pangbo was puzzled.
"In the future, you will understand that this dust, every grass, and every tree is a world."
"Can you...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."
The old man Wu Qingfeng sat there, smiled faintly, and said: "Let's not talk about this today, what I want to say is that there are endless dust in the world, and every dust is a world. The same is true for our bodies. , can't see anything, but it contains endless 'doors', just like the dust between heaven and earth. The seemingly small body contains countless 'doors', keep opening these doors, and discover the 'true self', It's just practicing."
Seeing the surprised faces of both of them, the old man Wu Qingfeng was completely speechless, and asked, "Now, do you understand what cultivation is?"
"It seems... Some understand."
"Okay, let's understand it slowly in the future. Now, let me tell you what is the sea of suffering. There are countless ways in the world, but they will all open the road to immortality from now on."
"Old man, you have to be more careful this time." Although they haven't really embarked on the road of cultivation, 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 and be immortal, while some just live and die overnight, and even a snap of the fingers, a life has passed by in a hurry."
"Old man, your words are too mysterious. What are you going to tell us?"
The old man didn't blame him for interrupting the conversation, pointing to an ancient tree not far away, said: "Do you know how old it has lived?"
"Naturally, you can know it. Cut it down and count the growth rings."
"Yes, time is ruthless, and it will always carve marks on everything. Trees have growth rings, and our bodies also have life rings."
"We humans also have these things?" Ye Fan and Pang Bo felt a little ridiculous.
"The practice I am talking about starts from the wheel of life of the human body..."