Chapter 2 Four Years
Four years have passed since that day, and the young man who cried and missed his master that day has also become a young man, and some changes have taken place under the mountain in the past four years, because of the rapid development, there are more than a dozen families, and these dozen or so families have moved from the next village.
Slowly, some people have discovered the beauty of Fangcun Mountain, and occasionally there will be tourists who come to Fangcun Mountain to play, but without exception, they have not found the existence of Wenfeng Temple, because the place where it is located is too high.
And hidden in the dense forest is not easy to find.
Maybe it's nothing to the people who have lived here in Liujiacun for generations, but the daily busy work of people in the city has exhausted their good health, and it seems unrealistic to think about it and suddenly let them climb such a high mountain, except for those who regularly do outdoor sports.
There is a bamboo forest not far behind Wenfeng Temple, which was planted by Lao Dao when he was young, and today this bamboo forest has been very considerable under the continuous maintenance of so many years.
There is a clearing in the middle of the bamboo forest, and in the center of the clearing stands a person wearing a white robe, with long black hair bound by a hairpin, holding a three-foot green peak, letting the forest breeze blow, and the hair of the robe swims in the air with the wind.
The wind stopped, and the person who had been standing still suddenly moved, and the sword in his hand was also unleashed at the same time, and in the process of dancing, fast and slow, rigid and soft. There is no lack of fierceness in agility.
The name of this sword is called Taiyi Xuanmen Sword, the essence of swordsmanship lies in the shape of a dragon out of the water, quiet like a civet cat catching mice, the hand is divided into yin and yang, hidden gossip, stepping on the nine palaces, the inner is in line with its qi, and the outside is in its shape.
The person who practices the sword looks like dancing in the forest, but the murderous intent hidden in each change is impossible to ignore, just like a mandala that is beautiful but poisonous.
The fallen leaves on the ground seemed to have life, swaying with his movements.
After practicing a complete set of swordsmanship, he stood with his sword in his hand, closed his eyes, felt the breeze that followed, listened to the rustle of bamboo leaves colliding with each other in the wind, and felt the mountain qi
Yes, he is Lin Wenfeng, four years later, he has become more mature, with a height of one meter seven or eight, and a handsome face, all of which show that he is a handsome guy.
A white Taoist robe, long hair coiled up by a Taoist hairpin, and a small jade gourd hanging from the belt all added a touch of immortal energy.
It gives people a feeling of indescribability.
In the past four years, Lin Wenfeng has undoubtedly made very rapid progress, not only has his martial arts improved by leaps and bounds, but his medical skills have also risen a few steps, and he has learned music and calligraphy without a teacher, which is simply incomparable.
Why he made such rapid progress began in the second month after his master's burial.
After the death of Master Xian, Lin Wenfeng has always abided by the teachings of the former master and did not dare to slack off.
On this day, he had just finished reading the book left by his master, and he wanted to rest early when he was a little tired, and after lying on the bed for a while, he heard the sound of even breathing.
Lin Wenfeng dreamed in a dream that he had come to an unknown world, where Taoism also existed.
Taoism here has a long history, which has penetrated into all aspects of people's lives, and is more inclined to what his master told him.
He also learned about the Taoism of his world, which was a little different from what he saw in his dreams, if he had to compare, that is, the Taoism in the dream was more systematic and richer, and the people in this world were like a young man who had just entered the society, and there was still a lot to learn.
Because Taoism in this world has undergone some changes nearly a thousand years ago, the development of Taoism has gone a fork in the road, but there are many similarities.
After all, it was almost the same nearly a thousand years ago.
The world of dreams had so much knowledge that he hadn't seen before, and Taoism alone would benefit him for the rest of his life.
When he woke up from a dream, he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality, and he had a bad day and fell into confusion, all because everything was too real, which made his brain fall into a black hole.
In the following days, he would come to the world of dreams, he understood that this was his chance, and slowly he was no longer confused, and he began to learn the knowledge of dreams.
In the process of his study, his body also changed, every day when he got up, his body would secrete a black thing, he had to take a bath every day, he didn't notice it himself, his body was getting stronger and stronger, and his skin was getting whiter and whiter.
After waiting for a month, he found the changes in his body, and felt a breath of qi in the dantian in his body, he didn't know what it was, he only knew that the dantian was warm and comfortable.
Until one day he learned a Taoist method of tuning, which is the method of Taoist internal cultivation.
The purpose of practicing qi is to first pay attention to dispelling illness and strengthening the body, then focus on prolonging life, and finally seek longevity and long-term vision.
Every day when the sun first rises, Lin Wenfeng will sit cross-legged in the open space of the mountain cliff, concentrating with all his heart, running the method of breathing, looking at the turbid qi exhaled from his mouth day by day, he sighed, it would be great if the master could learn this exercise.
With the improvement of his skills, his brain became more and more flexible, his memory became better and better, and the content he learned was also more and more, such as martial arts, music, calligraphy, poetry and songs, and even his understanding of the Tao was deepened a lot.
Some of the questions that puzzled him were also inadvertently revealed, so Lin Wenfeng was very happy.
It is because of this experience that we can see Lin Wenfeng today, he must have changed dramatically from four years ago, except for his name, everything about him has changed dramatically (of course, his gender has not changed)
After practicing swordsmanship, Lin Wenfeng put away his long sword, tidied up his clothes, and then walked slowly towards the Taoist temple, every step he took was like measuring with a ruler, and his steps were very light, and he couldn't hear too much sound when he walked on the fallen leaves.
In his words, I have been cultivating all the time, walking, standing, lying, sitting, lying, all of these are cultivation.
At his current speed, he returned to the temple, put down the long sword in his hand, came to the vegetable field in the backyard, picked two small cabbages and started his lunch today, for him the food is good or bad.
He felt that no matter how good he ate, it didn't become a reincarnation thing in the end, as long as it was good for his body, there was no need to have big fish and meat.
After lunch, he saw that the weather was very good, so he moved a chair and sat in the middle of the courtyard, put the freshly brewed tea next to him, and looked at the book in his hand, leisurely.
This is also what he likes to do every day, he enjoys this time very much, people have to learn to be content, as the saying goes: those who are content are always happy, aren't they.
He just reads quietly in the sun, and sometimes he closes his eyes when he looks at it, and you can't see what he's thinking, and it may be that his eyes are uncomfortable (how could it be).
Of course, he is not really on the mountain every day, and from time to time he will go down the mountain to see people sick and exchange the money he earns for some necessities.
Someone in the village asked him why you didn't open a medical clinic because you could earn a lot of money with your medical skills, and he always replied with a smile: "It's good that the money is enough, I'm very satisfied with my current life." ”
Over time, the people in the village have become accustomed to it, and many people have grown up watching him grow up, so there has never been a shortage of food in the temple. The dozen or so new families slowly got used to his presence, and they all liked him.
The people in the village don't care whether he has a medical license or not, and they don't have this concept, they just know that the one who can see a good doctor is a good doctor. Sometimes, when he has a bad eye, he will truthfully inform the patients and their families, and let them go to the city to see them, such as dying.
Human birth, old age, sickness and death are also a kind of reincarnation, and he can't change this reincarnation, at most he can slow it down, that's all.