The sun after the rain was warmer than usual, and the sun was warm, Tang Bai went to the Master's School, recognized the new words, and copied "The Return of the Old Man" three times, and then the Master said: "To know things, things are poor, in order to reach the extreme." He also said, "Those who cultivate themselves in the right mind will not be able to correct their body if they are angry, they will not be able to correct their fears, they will not be able to correct themselves if they are happy, and they will not be able to correct themselves if they are worried." When I returned to the Tang Mansion, I heard the sound of firecrackers and the sound of gongs and drums, and I recalled that I had heard the old housekeeper mention yesterday that the second grandfather was going to rebuild the ancestral hall, and I thought that he had invited a group of stone bricklayers.

Stone masons have their own set of rituals, Tang Bai once saw, after sacrificing to heaven and earth, they will wear ghost masks, naked, waist around animal skins, dance a big dance, and wait for the auspicious time to start construction.

Murong Xiuxiu and Xiao Ning both ran to see the excitement, Tang Xingjun took the family tree and went to the "Fuyin Building" to order the ancestral tablet, Chunmei and Peach promised people last year and got rid of their servant status, only Lily This maid, I don't like men, I became an old girl at the age of twenty-three or four, and I was napping under the big tree in the courtyard.

Tang Bai took the incense candle paper money bought by the servant Xiao Luzi, packed it with blue seeds, and went to the Chaotic Soul Slope, because the Jianghu people who died in the Tang family were all thrown there.

Liu Sixi was also there.

Tang Bai now doesn't believe that there may be no underworld in this world, but there is reincarnation, just as he has experienced, death may be the beginning of another life.

Tang Bai no longer felt guilty about killing, and he couldn't hesitate in the situation at that time. No one takes revenge, no one pursues it, so it makes no difference if you kill someone like a chicken, and after some time, you may forget it. He went to the Chaos Soul Slope, just to sacrifice the fragility of life.

The Chaotic Soul Slope is not a slope, it is a bottomless black hole in the Lion Rock outside the city, shrouded in black fog all year round, and the wind gusts. Legend has it that this cave has a yellow spring water river, which leads directly to the underworld, runs through the underworld, and pours into the eighteen layers of the earth. But after all, it's just a legend, and no one knows whether it's true or not. A few years ago, there were a few brave people who took ropes and tried to get to the bottom, and finally three died, and the remaining one went crazy after coming out of Lion Rock, and he was in tatters all day long, crazy and crazy, and sometimes he would scream that there were ghosts, and he was inexplicably frightened, crying and scolding, and he was so frightened that he was scared of feces and urine, and the smell was stinking; sometimes the gods chattered, and there were words in his mouth, saying that he was an immortal who came down to heaven to save the world; sometimes he watched the big girl drool and grabbed the girl's milk The son called Niang, biting his chest to feed, and in the heavy snow last winter, someone found him frozen to death under the stone bridge, and finally was thrown into the Chaos Soul Slope. Some people say that there are ghosts on the Chaotic Soul Slope, headless, white-clothed, cloaked, three-headed and six-armed, horse-headed and human-human, blue-faced and fanged。。。。。。。 No one can say what the ghost looks like, but half a year ago, at the third watch, a thief stole a rich family, and was chased by the servants to the Lion Rock.

Lion Rock is not big, from the west gate, to the direction of Yama town half a mile away, you can see a small road winding, hidden in the forest, the forest miscellaneous trees do not know the distance, three trees in the east, two trees in the west, here are rare vegetables, that side is tight, the more you go in, you can see the rattan climbing trees, needles and thorns blocking the road, the bushes are overgrown, the wild grass is connected together; a few fat rabbits are scurrying, a group of birds fly high, the forest is deep, occasionally you can hear the tiger roaring and the wolf roaring. Half a mile away, you can see two stone mountains, the mountains are not high, but they are like a knife cutting, straight up to the sky, standing to the south, looking at it from a distance like a huge portal. Passing through the two stone mountains, you can see a square stone, the size is not more than a zhang, but it is smooth as a mirror, and I don't know who dug a pit, like a brazier, burned black and yellow by paper money; there is a small slope not far from the square stone, and the slope is the black hole where the corpse is buried, and the people of Liancheng call it 'Hades'.

Tang Bai lit incense and candles, burned paper money, but did not say a word; he was thinking, who was lighting candles and burning paper for himself in his previous life, it was Ma Dongmei, Liu Jiao, or those women who couldn't remember their names after they slept, maybe none of them.

A gust of wind blew over, the leaves flew, the wild grass was like a wave, the rustling sound carried up the confetti flying, some drifted away with the wind, some fell on the wild grass, some turned in the air, fell into the 'Hades', in the dark black fog, as if there were many invisible hands stretched out from the black hole, constantly scrambling for the burned paper money.

Tang Bai took out the "Lotus Sutra" without words from his arms, read it carefully, and finally lit the scripture in disappointment.

The things of the dead will eventually be returned to the dead, if Liu Sixi has knowledge, so that he can understand that he is giving his life for a false scripture.

The orange-red fire was simmering, and there was a faint golden light in the fire, Tang Bai was stunned, hurriedly extinguished the fire, and pulled out three golden pieces of paper from the scriptures that had never been burned.

The paper is like gold, and soft as silk, I don't know what material the paper is, but it is not damaged in the fire. There is a picture on the paper, painting a lifelike lotus flower, like opening in the endless void, solemn and vast, its rhizome is like a pillar supporting the sky, the petals are like colorful auspicious clouds, and the stamens are like stars twinkling.

A flower, like a universe. Tang Bai only glanced at it, and his consciousness hurt as if it was torn.

There are dense small characters on the paper, the font is very small, but it is square, very clear, between the lines, there seems to be a way to flow; one stroke at a time, with a natural truth, a stroke, you can see the sword light and sword shadow rushing to the face.

Tang Bai looked at the golden paper in his hand, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, and the shock in his heart was incomprehensible.

This is the real "Lotus Sutra", the legendary Immortal Sutra of Cultivation, the scriptures that people in the rivers and lakes desperately entered the Tang family to find suddenly appeared in front of their eyes, he was like a thief, hurriedly hid the gold paper in his arms, looked around with a weak heart, and saw that the shadows of the trees were heavy, the mountains and rocks were thick, and there was silence, so he was a little relieved and pretended to leave as if nothing happened. But a heart is pounding like a drum, and I always feel that there is a pair of invisible eyes staring at me.

After returning to Liancheng, Tang Bai felt that the eyes of people who came and went by had different colors, and they kept looking at him, just like everyone's eyes were like Han Cai'er, who could see through people's hearts.

When he was about to arrive at the Tang Mansion, seven or eight children ran out of the corner, holding wooden knives and swords in their hands, shouting, 'Where to run', 'Kill', 'Eat me a sword'。。。。。。 Words. Running in front was a little fat man with a tiger head, waving a wooden sword up and down with a wooden sword in his hand, and when he saw Tang Bai running towards Tang's house in a panic, he couldn't help shouting: "Tang Bai, you stop." Then he hurriedly ran over and said, "Tang Bai, let's go to the Liancheng River to fight, there is still one person missing, do you want to join us?"

The so-called battle is just a group of children, divided into two sides, with the wooden sword and wooden knife in their hands, you come and go, divide the high and low, see who is the most harmful, and then the child king.

For this game, Tang Bai has not participated in this world since he was born. He wants to prove the difference between maturity and naivety with his actions. I didn't know that the fat man's tendon was wrong, so he stopped himself, startled himself, and was about to speak, when he saw Han Caier coming from a distance with a medicine box on his back, Tang Bai was scared, and he ran away.

Panting, he ran back to Tang's house, returned to his own cabin, picked up the teapot from the table and poured it vigorously before calming down a little. The Master said: "Don't be happy with things, don't be sad about things, you need to remember the five characters of character, things, sincerity, righteousness, and cultivation." "Among them, sincerity is the intention, the heart is right, and the cultivation of character is to say that people's thoughts should be sincere, and they cannot be dominated by emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, happiness and fear, so that they become slaves of feelings and lose control, so they need to have a correct mind, be upright and peaceful, and cultivate character.

When it came to the end, I knew that the cultivation was not enough. Fang calmed down, carefully picked out three pieces of gold paper from his arms, and looked around, and saw that the windows and doors were tightly closed, so he studied them carefully.

After a lot of effort, the three paper scriptures are eye-catching, Tang Bai does not still feel weird, the content on the paper seems to be a scripture, nor is it a method of cultivation, and the sentences are weird, the grammar is not clear, the words are not meaningful, the words are extremely rare, the whole text, the words are awkward, a sentence, the breath needs to be constantly transformed, sometimes a few words are pronounced and then the abdominal cavity is breathed, as if to inhale all the air into the abdomen. Then there are continuous sentences to pronounce and exhale, and he exhales in one breath, which makes his heart uncomfortable; at this time, he breathes and vomits, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, which makes him feel so strange and extremely uncomfortable.

After studying hard for a long time, he read the words on the three pages of gold paper more than a dozen times, but did not find the method of cultivation, and was unwilling to miss the opportunity, and soaked the gold paper in water to see if there was any change, until the sky was about to darken, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, saw one of the sentences, opened his mouth to read it, but found that he breathed in one breath and held it in his body, forming a circular route. It runs through the body, from between the two eyebrows, all the way to the lower abdomen, then through the crotch, from the tail to the back of the head, from the top of the head, back between the two eyebrows. Unconsciously, a sentence of scripture flashed in Tang Bai's mind, and the method of spitting that made him uncomfortable and strange became natural, and the essence and spirit in his body circulated along the oblong route. When it flows to the eyebrows, the Yintang acupoint jumps, and then from the Yintang to the nose concave, which is the place where the Ren pulse and the Du pulse are bridged.

Tang Bai himself didn't expect that this was inexplicable, so he started to practice Zhou Tian.