Night and day are constantly changing, from spring to winter, from winter to spring, the Changting willow outside the Chihiro Tower is green and withered, withered and green, and the year is spent quietly.

For a year, Huaiping followed the old man with his back every day to burn incense and pray to the ancient Buddha of the green lantern in the Qianxun Tower, ringing the rusty ancient bell at the top of the tower, sweeping the fallen leaves around the Qianxun Tower, trying to learn to plant flowers and vegetables, he gradually let go of the attachment in his heart, and his mood became quiet and ethereal.

When a ray of sunshine shone brightly on the Qianxun Tower in the early morning, Yang Huaiping turned over from the self-made hammock in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion at the top of the tower, he yawned and stretched his waist to push open the hollow wooden door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and knocked the rusty ancient bell outside the door.

Accompanied by the solemn and melodious bell, Yang Huaiping picked up the wine gourd beside him and drank a few sips, he hiccuped and walked down the Qianxun Tower.

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Drifting farther and farther away, Yang Huaiping pushed open the gate of Qianxun Tower, and came to a sparkling microwave in the depths of the mountain.

Yang Huaiping said calmly and indifferently: "The old immortal has ever caught a fish, the old immortal fishes in this shallow stream every day, has he ever caught a big fish!"

The old man with his back on his back put aside the fishing rod made of green bamboo in his hand, and he looked up at Yang Huaiping, "There are no big fish here, I came here specifically for small fish!"

Yang Huaiping said respectfully: "Old immortal witty words, students have been taught here!"

"Then tell me where you were taught!" looked up at Yang Huaiping with his back tilted, and looked up at Yang Huaiping from afar.

Yang Huaiping pursed his lips and said: "The old immortals often teach me to learn to let go, don't be too careful, everything must be indifferent, only without desire and no desire, so that you can breastfeed and nourish, refine the god of pure yang, and form a Jindan Avenue, now I care too much about big fish and small fish, and I really fall down in the realm!"

The old immortal took out the wine jug from his waist and took a sip, his eyes swept from the mountains and rivers around the Qianxun Pagoda, "At the beginning of Zen meditation, the mountains are mountains, and the water is water; when Zen is enlightened, the mountains are not mountains, and the water is not water; ”

Hearing the words of the old man who was lying on his back, Yang Huaiping suddenly felt that the mouth was suddenly opened, and the final result of his eagerness to pursue that kind of ethereal realm was to ask for it, maybe the realm of people who are really high is like the old man in front of him, calm and indifferent, not talking lightly, his heart is as clear and pure, everything points to his heart, seeing the mountain is the mountain, and seeing the water is water.

The old man with his back on his back lifted the bamboo basket and handed it to Yang Huaiping. He put his hand into the crotch of his pants and scratched it, "Don't you want to see if there are any big fish in the shallow stream, then you can just look at this bamboo basket, and you are an old immortal who makes me listen very awkwardly, my previous name was Yan Shu, the road number is clear, you can find a name from it and call me whatever you want!"

Yang Huaiping took the old man's bamboo basket and took a look, his heart suddenly set off a stormy wave, through the clear and clear water, Yang Huaiping saw that the two gray strips caught by the old man in the bamboo basket turned into two dragons full of scales and armor swimming in the bamboo basket.

"Qingxu Dao Chief, are the two dragons you caught, what kind of gray stripes are there!" Yang Huaiping rubbed his eyes and looked at the dragon road swimming in the bamboo basket with some disbelief.

The old man with his back stretched out his hand and took the fish basket in Yang Huaiping's hand, he stroked his gray beard with a smile on his face and looked at Yang Huaiping and said: " Qingxu Dao Chang, not bad, yes, your title is very attached to my fairy wind and Dao bone temperament, I didn't expect me to be so talented when I was young, and the name of the Tao is still so appropriate to use; ！”

Yang Huaiping looked at the old man with his back in horror, he felt more and more that the other party was a little unfathomable, at this time Yang Huaiping regarded the old man in front of him as a goal in his heart, a target that he surpassed.

The old man with his back lifted Yang Huaiping's feet on the water and came to a big bluestone in the middle of the clear and turquoise stream, and then he waved and the surrounding scenery began to change.

The scene of clouds in the sky had disappeared without a trace, and the clouds and clouds had changed, and the originally clear and bright sky had become cloudy, and the wind was blowing, and in the midst of lightning and thunder, a heavy rain began to fall in the sky.

In this sudden shower, the originally shallow stream began to rise at a speed visible to the naked eye, as the water level continued to rise, the stream submerged under Yang Huaiping's neck, he wanted to jump from the big bluestone to escape from the rising stream, but at that moment, Yang Huaiping was pressed into the water by the rickety old man.

Next, as the water level continued to rise, Yang Huaiping and the old man with his back were completely submerged in the deep water, and suddenly, he saw that many gray stripes swimming between the streams really turned into dragons.

The showers in the sky are still falling, and then the water level is also rising, a shallow stream has unconsciously turned into a vast ocean, Yang Huaiping was pressed to the bottom of the sea by the old man with his back on his back, his mind was filled with a suffocating and depressed feeling, Yang Huaiping's painful whole face was distorted and deformed, and his consciousness was gradually blurred.

The old man with his back on his back looked at Yang Huaiping with a painful expression, and with a wave of his hand, the water level of the deep sea in front of him continued to decline, gradually changing into the original shallow stream.

Yang Huaiping gasped for breath as if relieved, he coughed and looked at the old man with a shocked face, "Qingxu Daoist, can you not play like this in the future, I know the pain!"

The old man with his back looked faintly as if he was reminiscing, "I remember when I was a child, I saw a majestic and precipitous, strange rocky, majestic and beautiful mountain at the door of my house, I really wanted to go to the mountain to see, but I kept staring at the mountain, walked for a day and a night, and did not reach the mountain in front of me, and when I looked down, I found that the road to the mountain in front of me was so far away, so I never climbed the mountain that I seemed to be close by!"

After hearing the words of the old man who was lying on his back, Yang Huaiping coughed and said with a golden light in his eyes: "What the Qingxu Dao Master said does not mean that whether my Jindan Avenue can be cultivated depends on my own exploration and understanding, and no one can help me!"

The old man with his back on his back didn't speak, he smiled at Yang Huaiping and turned to leave.