At five in the morning, Chen Changsheng opened his eyes. Instead of waking up, he woke up from a meditative state. Confirming that his body still hasn't changed in any way, he shook his head, walked back to the small building and began to take a shower. Leaning against the edge of the wooden barrel, letting the slightly scalding water soak his exhausted body and spirit, he sighed through the soaked towel and turned into a mutter: "When will we find a way?"
This wooden barrel is about half a person's height, and it is placed under the courtyard wall behind the building, very close to the wall. The next moment, he heard a faint sigh and a distressed sentence from the other side of the wall: "When will we find that person?"
Chen Changsheng remembered the sigh he heard yesterday morning, took the wet towel off his face, and turned to look at the courtyard wall. What I saw was a patch of green vines, the courtyard wall was very high, I couldn't see the scenery on that side, and I didn't know who the speaker was.
That voice was very immature, it should be a girl—everyone's sadness is different, but they are all the same. Chen Changsheng suddenly sympathized with her on the other side of the courtyard wall, but immediately thought that his current situation really did not qualify him to sympathize with others .
The next few days passed without incident. He reads in the library every day, and at night, he uses starlight to wash his marrow. During the process of washing his marrow, he always closes his eyes and meditates. Naturally, he doesn't know that the starlight has infiltrated into his body. Nothing had changed, which was somewhat disappointing, but he continued to work hard without any impact.
Just like his practice, the repair work of the Orthodox Academy is continuing in an orderly manner. The priest Xin from the Patriarchate did not stand in front of the stage to preside, but there was no shortage of funds that should be allocated, and it was quite timely, so the craftsmen and servants naturally did not dare to slack off.
Since the courtyard walls that have been in disrepair for a long time can't even isolate the sound, it is natural that there is a possibility of ventilation.
The news that the Orthodox Academy was undergoing renovations quickly spread in Kyoto, and the fact that the Orthodox Academy had an additional student gradually became known. It's just because of the real reason for the decline of the Orthodox Academy, people only dared to discuss it in private, and they didn't dare to come to inquire, and in the end it just added some talk between the dinner table and tea case.
Chen Changsheng didn't know that the outside world was looming with wind and rain. He was studying and practicing silently on the campus deep in Baihua Lane, repeating the same life, and he didn't feel that his life was very monotonous and boring at all.
On the surface, it seems that he no longer cares about the success of the marrow washing. In fact, all his mind is tied to it. The floor of the library has not been scrubbed for several days, which is very rare for him who is so clean. It is proof.
The failure to wash the marrow did not mean that he did not gain anything in his study and life here.
He read a lot of books in the library, most of which he had already read in Xining Town, and some books about cultivation was the first time he saw them. Comparing the two, he was a little surprised to find that he had read books since he was a child. Many of those words are related to practice.
When he recited Dao Zang when he was a child, he didn't know what those difficult words meant, and he couldn't get a specific answer when he asked the master with his senior brothers, so he thought it was metaphysical things and didn't think about it. It wasn't until now that he came to the capital and read introductory books on practice such as marrow washing theory in the Orthodox Academy, that he knew that there are methods of practice in the world, the valuable experience left by the previous generation of strong men, and the different sects of different sects. The rumored exercises and even some untold secrets of the powerful demons are all in the three thousand volumes of Taoism in the old temple of Xining Town!
what does that mean
Who said he can't practice? No, he just hasn't started practicing, this is what he thought before. Now, he knew that this sentence was also wrong. Who said he hasn't started practicing? No, he was already practicing from the moment he started talking!
The 3,000 volumes of Daoist collections in the old temple in Xining Town are countless fragments of knowledge related to practice. In the past, in his spiritual world, there was a thick fog, but now the practice method he knows is tiny dust, which is scattered in the fog. It became the core, so the water vapor began to crystallize, and a torrential rain began!
Chen Changsheng has entered a very wonderful realm or journey, which can be said to be incomprehensible, or enlightened, like being hit by a blow, but in fact, the closest to the truth should be described by those four words: thick accumulation and steady growth.
It has been more than fourteen years since Taoist Ji picked him up by the stream, and he has been reading every day and night for fourteen years. These fourteen years of reading are a process of accumulation. With an extremely solid foundation, what is needed in the end is just an opportunity to convert all the knowledge acquired in the past fourteen years into one's own understanding of the world, and then into one's own strength.
Like a jar of gunpowder being ignited by a spark.
A big explosion occurred in Chen Changsheng's spiritual world. He greedily read all the books in the library, mastered the rules of practice, and thus reassembled the fragments of information on the Xining Town Dao Zang, revisited them and truly mastered them, and understood the secrets of the practice world at an unimaginable speed. The details of the practice method. As far as the knowledge of practice is concerned, there are probably very few people in the world who are more extensive than him!
For Chen Changsheng, it was a pleasant surprise and a comfort for Chen Changsheng to be able to succeed in washing the marrow, but to suddenly have such a big harvest. When he calmed down, he felt a lot of confusion and uneasiness. He walked to the window of the library, looked in the direction of Xining Town, and thought silently, the Taoist treasures in that old temple are not extraordinary, and the master is naturally not an ordinary person. He has laid such a solid foundation for his practice, why not If you are willing to teach yourself to practice directly, you have to let yourself come to Kyoto to start? Is it because my body is not curable and I want to come here to see if there is any opportunity
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten days passed, and the people from Dongyushenjiang's mansion never appeared again, and the little girl named Shuang'er didn't come either. His peaceful life was not disturbed, which made him very happy; but Tang Thirty-six never showed up, which made him a little unhappy—he left the address in the inn, thinking that the other party should be able to find him, well, that guy may also be practicing hard in the Heavenly Dao Academy.
There is only Chen Changsheng in the Orthodox Academy, and this is his only academy.
He reads quietly, practices silently, and gradually forgets the outside world. He has been forgotten by the outside world. Sometimes he thinks of the gossip he heard when he was at the Patriarch's Office, and the excitement of the welcome activities of Tiandao Academy and Zhaixing Academy. He is a little envious, but he doesn't care too much. He has long been used to this kind of boring Monotonous life—I was studying with my brother in the old temple in Xining Town, but I could only hear his voice alone.
It's just that his marrow has been washed for many days, and his body still hasn't changed, and there is no hope of success. He won't give up, but after all, he became a little calmer. He decided that if he still can't do it in a few days, he will go to the books to find some other methods.
Indifference can sometimes make people lose some vigor, but it can also make people calmer—that is, Chen Changsheng's current mental state can't be said to have returned to his original heart, but it can be regarded as returning to the beginning. Light dust, he who likes to be clean frowned, very displeased.
These dislikes are more for himself, he feels that he has become a lot lazy.
He drew water from the well and began to scrub the floor. The dust gradually cleared, and after a certain piece of the floor was wet and wiped, it exuded a very faint fragrance. He forgot that it was the sweat that flowed out when the star was lit that day, and he was a little confused. The scent was really weak, and it disappeared without a trace when blown by the night wind.
After finishing these things, he sat down casually and continued to induce starlight to wash the marrow.
There was silence in the Orthodox Academy. He closed his eyes and meditated, completely forgetting the distinction between things and me. Naturally, he didn't hear the night birds that were supposed to be resting in the woods outside the window. It was a joy to re-sound.
A butterfly flew from the window, landed on the floor beside him, and never wanted to leave.
It was the floor he had just mopped.
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Baihua Lane is an ordinary alley in Kyoto. Of course, it used to be famous because the National Education College deep in the alley used to be famous. At the same time, the Baicao Garden at the other end of the alley was also famous. It used to be the royal garden of the former dynasty.
The most famous rebellion in the history of the Great Zhou Dynasty also happened in Baicao Garden. Emperor Taizong, who was still His Royal Highness back then, rode his horse from the palace to the palace in a hurry. It was here that he was ambushed by other His Royal Highnesses. At that time, Emperor Taizong was still wearing a nightgown.
The final outcome of that rebellion was known to everyone in the entire continent. His Majesty Emperor Taizong won the final victory in a thrilling manner. His brothers were executed on the spot, and hundreds of followers were beheaded at the same time.
Because of this bloody or disgraceful history, Baicao Garden was abolished as a royal garden and handed over to the Tiande Temple of the State Religion to grow medicinal herbs and spiritual fruits. I don't know if it's because the soil of Baicao Garden absorbed too much blood and water nutrients that day, or because there were too many corpses buried in the ground. strict.
In fact, only a few people know that the reason why Baicao Garden is so tightly guarded is not only that the medicinal herbs and spiritual fruits are too rare, but also because there are often some important figures who are not convenient to show up here, such as the first emperor of the Holy Emperor. When he was expelled from the imperial palace for the first time, he was led to practice in the temple here, and it was for this reason that the Tiandao Temple reaped great benefits later.
Now there is also a nobleman living in Baicao Garden.
Under the old wall covered with ivy, there are stone tables and chairs, and there are tea bowls on the table, which contain extremely rare and precious new tea from Cong Yu.
A little girl is drinking tea.
She has a childish face, eyes like black stars, lips like red plums, long eyelashes, and two faint blushes on her fair cheeks, she looks extremely beautiful.
It is a very healthy beauty, which makes people feel happy physically and mentally, without any distracting thoughts.
The little girl herself was not very happy, and her expression was very sad, because she had not found that person yet.