Enjoying happiness together is a rare good thing, and the next best thing is to have someone to accompany you to endure hardships, which is not bad. This is the mentality of Yanyang Guanjianyuan. I have a meal and sleep with a scholar named Xu, and I have an extra chat companion It is really a blessing for this trip. Jiuwei Daoist Luo Pingyang believes that he knows how to read people's faces. He would be a villain, and besides, he and his disciples wouldn't need others to go to great lengths to deceive them. Even if they were made of meat buns, they would not add up to two hundred catties of meat. As time passed, some little secrets were no longer hidden. Xu Fengnian gradually knew that this unknown little Taoist supervisor was very hard at preaching and teaching. He was teaching his apprentice how to refine Qi along the way, and he stayed a few times for rest It was Xu Fengnian who gave the money out of his pocket, and the old Taoist didn't mind him watching. Today, the young apprentice sat cross-legged in the shade of the back stone by the Ruoshui River according to the master's instructions, with his feet crossed into a Buddhist vajra lotus posture. Ruyi sits in the Taoist gate. The old Taoist carefully fished out a few yellowed books from the bookcase, handed them to Xu Fengnian, stroked his beard and smiled and said: "To tell you the truth, Pindao's family was rich when he was young, and he also read many poems." Book, there is an elder in the family who is good Huang Lao, who studied scriptures and practiced Taoism. He used to practice Qi with that elder for several years. After looking through the classics and scriptures of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, it was hard to pick out these three books, and I thought they were the least likely to mislead my disciples.
Xu Fengnian took it over and saw that it was "Six Wonderful Gates" by Tiantai School for practicing tranquility and contemplation, "The Continuation of Meditation" by Yuan Yuanfan, a Sanxian figure in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the last one was "On the Stages of Bodhi Road" by Huangjiao, three books. It's a bit obscure to ordinary people, but it's not difficult for people of the three religions to get started. It's just that the Buddhist and Taoist classics are as vast as smoke, and being able to pick out these three is enough to prove that the old Taoist is not the kind who just wears a Taoist robe casually. False Taoists, the three books are solid and solid, and they describe the method of sitting in meditation very step by step, unlike many scriptures that pretend to be "returning to the Buddha for a lifetime" and "I want to leave the world", just playing tricks on words. Of course, Luo Jianyuan wants to practice a longevity method with these three books that anyone can buy and copy at home. .
It is rare for an old Taoist to meet someone who is willing to listen to him show off his cultivation experience, with a very leisurely expression, he pointed to his apprentice's back, intending to give this young man some advice: "Mr. Stacking vertically, this is very particular.”
The old Taoist kept a secret, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Xu, have you ever seen ginseng?"
Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "I've only seen it a few times by chance."
The old Taoist squinted his eyes and said, "That's a good thing. When I was young, I followed my elders to practice Taoism, and I saw a few old ginseng, which were picked from the Liangliao area of the Liyang Dynasty. They were as thick as arms. Hey, that’s a bit off, let’s not talk about this, the hero doesn’t mention the courage of the past. All in all, all things are born with spirits, especially this ginseng. The air leaks out. It is also the same principle for Taoists of my generation to meditate and breathe. There is also the tongue slightly licking against the roof of the palate when meditating, and the baby who has not grown teeth sleeps soundly. After all, these are just the foundation of Taoism. , It is difficult to enter the hall, the poor way reads all kinds of books, and whenever he has spare money, he goes to buy books from the poor family. Looking for longevity in the pile of papers, after so many years, I dare not say what I have really accomplished. Taoism breathes luck, and there is a saying of twelve floors, but now the poor Taoist only consciously cultivates the fifth and sixth floors, alas, so there is It is said that cultivating Taoism and climbing a tower is as difficult as climbing to the sky. Some people burning incense praised me as a real person and a god, which is really ashamed. This time the Qilin real person is rumored all over the world, and Tao Tezong will repair "Tao Zang" and compile the world's Taoist books. I am not afraid to say it Mr. Xu joked that Pindao didn't go for the water and land ashram, but just wanted to go to any Taoist temple of Taoism to help with odd jobs. Not to mention other things, he would be satisfied if he could read a few more lonely books and fragments, such trivial matters as accommodation and food, etc. Just deal with the disciples and you'll be fine."
The apprentice of the old Taoist priest was staggering, unconscious, exhausted physically and mentally, and was falling asleep. He seemed unable to support himself while sitting in meditation. Pindao is very good. Look at him, this is a sign of rising air. Whenever you open your eyes or close your eyes, there will be fireflies or hooks and chains. It proves that the Taoism has been completed. After passing through the two supernatural powers of Tongtong and Eyesight, he went through a lot of hardships. At first, he used Shouyi to go to the Dantian. Mind method, so you don’t have to take too many detours.”
Taoist Luo spoke with great interest, he never thought that the apprentice almost fell, and said weakly: "Master, I am hungry."
The apprentice's dismantling made the old Taoist embarrassing, and he was so angry that he slammed a chestnut on the child's head, "Eat, eat, and you will know how to eat. You are not motivated, a foodie!"
If the child had no outsiders present, it would be alright to be scolded and scolded by the master, but he didn't like that young scholar from the moment he met him, and now he felt that he had lost face, his red eyes stared fiercely at Taoist Luo, and his body turned red. Why is the master of Xiaoguanyuan so popular? He shouted angrily and stretched out his hand, and then gave the apprentice a dozen palms. The child couldn't stand the beating, and the old man patted it with all his strength. The little hand turned red instantly, and it hurt again Wronged again, weeping loudly, seeing the disliked scholar who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, felt even more heartbroken, got up, ran to squat by the edge of the weak water, picked up stones and threw them into the river.
The old Taoist said to Xu Fengnian earnestly and earnestly: "Daoist practice, even if you can see firefly hooks and chains, if you don't get the Dharma, you will still be denounced by Zen as the master of light and shadow. Pay attention to physical training, not to mention the Taoist inner alchemy, so it is regarded as an obstacle. The other half is indeed suspected of being insane. If you want to study meditation, you must pay attention. It’s just that the poor are blind people crossing the river and groping. In my own words, I am borrowing fakes to cultivate the truth, and if I say it, I am afraid that the real people in the Daguan will laugh to death. The poor Taoist is limited by aptitude, so far I have not heard the sandalwood inside, not to mention the ascension of the Dao, even those little immortals Out of reach. This disciple of Pindao is also a poor child. Although he is ignorant, his bones and temperament are not bad. Pindao just wants to make him suffer less in the future. Mr. Xu, don’t blame him for being rigid all day long. A stinky face, the child is too young, and after walking thousands of miles, the soles of the feet have been replaced with several layers of calluses, and he has regarded Yanyang Temple as his home since he was a child, and he is always unhappy."
Xu Fengnian shook his head with a smile and said: "The Luo prison is serious. It's because I don't have children. No one's children will look good when they see me."
Taoist Luo sighed softly: "We humans are like a cup of turbid water. After standing still, you will see the dirt at the bottom of the cup. When you are sick, you will know that your body is suffering. When you are healthy, you will be busy in chaos."
Xu Fengnian thought for a while, nodded and said: "An empty room looks clean, but only when the sun shines through the window, can you know how dusty it is. People in the Taoist sect enter the first rank, and once they enter the mysterious realm, this is probably because of this movement. A sense of silence."
After entering the Vajra Realm, no matter how you look at the waterfall or the river, you can vaguely see some kind of residual trajectory as thin as a hair. If you reach the Finger Profound Realm, can you produce a kind of foresight? Xu Fengnian fell into deep thought. Luoyang in the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum was peeling cocoons outside the bronze gate, which shocked him greatly.
Luo Daoren chewed for a while, and then said with fascination: "First-rank realm, poor Taoists don't dare to think about it."
The three of them have been heading northwest along Ruoshui, and every time they stopped to rest, they would sleep by the water under the starry sky. For the last rest, Xu Fengnian would be separated from the pair of master and apprentice the next day, and the latter would rush to the Yellow River , and then take a boat upstream along the Yellow River to go to Daodezong to participate in the huge water and land dojo. Xu Fengnian doesn't need to turn around, and he can meet the ultimate target of this trip to Beimang in the first half of the ten days. On this night, the two seasons of summer and autumn converge, the stars are hanging from the sky, a Milky Way is shining above the head, the northern land and the sky are low, and it seems almost within reach. The little apprentice stood not far away, hesitating, seeing Xu Fengnian's gaze, turned around and ran, but after running for a dozen steps, he stopped, turned around and walked towards the river reluctantly.
The child showed his dislike for Xu Fengnian on his face, and he didn't know why he was willing to take the initiative to speak tonight. After sitting down, the two were silent, and finally the child couldn't stand it anymore, and asked: "The surname is Xu, have you heard of Dao Gao?" Is it the saying that a devil is one foot tall and one foot tall?"
Xu Fengnian nodded.
The child frowned, and asked seriously: "One foot is always taller than one foot, right? Every time I ask Master why the devil is nine feet higher than the Tao, the master can't explain why, and always shifts. Topic, do you understand?"
Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "I don't really understand either."
The child curled his lips and said disdainfully: "You don't have much knowledge, you can't even meditate, so you have to be taught by my master."
Xu Fengnian nodded and said: "Your master is already very knowledgeable, otherwise he would not be the supervisor of your Yanyang Temple. I can't compare to him and it's not shameful."
The child said proudly: "Everyone says my master is accurate in fortune-telling!"
Xu Fengnian looked at the weak water swaying on the surface of the river with fine starlight, and did not make a sound.
The child told the truth, "Master asked me to say thank you before going to bed. I didn't want to, but he is my master, so I have to listen to him."
Xu Fengnian laughed at himself: "You are an honest person."
The child was no longer willing to talk to this guy, resting his head on his bent knees, staring at Ruo Shui in a daze.
He turned his head and said slowly: "When I was crossing the river that day, I really saw a female water ghost in a red robe, do you believe it?"
Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "I believe."
While talking, a touch of bright red in the weak water disappeared.
Xu Fengnian thought for a while, and took out a stack of straw sandals from the bookcase. There were three pairs, and he took out two pairs for the child. present."
The child let out a cry of surprise, hesitated for a moment, and took the two pairs of straw sandals. Now he really doesn't hate the scholar in front of him so much.
The child hugged the straw sandals, fed them, and asked curiously: "You can also knit straw sandals, so who are you giving them?"
Xu Fengnian looked calmly at the surface of the water, and said softly, "You have a master, and I also have a master."