The door of the Seven and Six Pavilion was open. www.biquge.info As far as the eye can see, a child is sitting at the table holding a brush and writing something on the paper seriously. As if feeling the light creeping onto the table, the child looked up. The white face, the slanted eyebrows, the eyes are misty with brilliance, and it is forgetfulness. He seemed to complain about the harsh sunlight, and his brow tightened slightly.

He quickly changed the table, and was embarrassed to hide from the mischievous daylight. After laying out the paper, he held the pen in his hand tightly, glanced at the book resting aside, and began to copy it sincerely.

Write down word by word according to the paragraphs that appear on the book, although it is not like a cloud, but it is also a little smooth and natural. Remembering the words in the book, while whispering the will, while writing them on the paper in a regular manner, the ink has a fragrance, the fragrance has the past, the past is resting on the paper in a stroke, but the heart is a ripple in the spring and autumn for a few moments.

Write earnestly and forgetfully. After writing for a while, the black brush in his hand changed sharply. Between the lines of the pen, the color of the pen barrel faded, and then the pen barrel turned out to be almost transparent. Forgetful but unaware of the ink, he continued to write single-mindedly. At this time, the pen barrel regenerates and changes, and many light points are born out of thin air, just like a little starlight, dragging the tail left and right in the small side of the pen barrel.

The tail drawn by the slowly light point completely lit up the entire pen barrel, and it even looked a little hot, but the forgetfulness was still unconscious. Then a tactful stroke, and then a little tap, the colorful points of light leached out of the pen like water droplets. As soon as he came out, he dragged his slender tail and flew towards Forgetfulness, and then circled around him more and more.

This one brings out a piece of nature, and this one flows out of a bay of autumn water. Forgetful staring at the end of the pen tightly, it is slowly operating. The points of light holding the slender and long tail pierced into the heart of the forgetful eyebrows one by one, and then the water curtain of this halo rippled, and one by one the points of light drilled into his body.

There are more and more words written on the end of the pen, and there are more and more light spots running out of the pen barrel, and there are more light spots in the body of forgetfulness.

Forgetfulness is still ignorant of all this in front of him, and the pen in his hand is more calm like water. A piece of paper spread on the table was densely filled with words, and the last word in the lower left corner was successfully written, and he closed his eyes in oblivion. All the points of light in the pen barrel diffused, and finally they all got into the body of forgetfulness.

The pen in his hand returned to its previous color as the number of light spots became fewer and fewer. He exhaled a long breath of turbidity, opened his eyes, and the restrained light flashed.

"It's so comfortable!" Forget to put down the brush, move his feet, stretch out his hand, and a crisp sound sounded on his body like a firecracker, "It's so comfortable!" ”

Then he paced up and down the entire floor, his brow full of joy. I felt that the whole person walked much brisker, and clenched my fists, and felt that my strength had increased a little. The change was so obvious that it was immediate, and he muttered to himself.

After walking around a few times, seeing that the ink was dry, Forgetfulness rolled up the paper lightly and picked up something like a quiver from under the table. I opened the lid at one end, and there were a few pieces of paper in it, and I rolled it up in a lonely ball, and I put the wrapped paper in it, and wrapped it with those papers; I took the black brush and leaned on the carving of a bamboo on the "quiver", and it disappeared, but the white bamboo decoration just became black. The bamboo carving depicts this rippling water wave, but the water wave is black.

Forget Fu put the "quiver" under the table again, and then went to the table again and picked up the book and read it.

The light was warm, and the wind was refreshing, just like that day.

After leading the first rays of sunlight in the morning to divert the four cong points, I opened my eyes to welcome the arrival of greater light. After looking at the sky in the distance for a while, he got up and stepped back from the hanging stone and returned to the Seventh and Sixth Pavilion.

How many days is this? I forgot, it seems that I have been too full recently, and I have forgotten the passage of time, and I laughed at myself. Although this method of "dividing the light" is the leisure work of the master and the weeping elder, it is also too suitable for himself, and now even on rainy days, he has improved compared to the past, and he is no longer so sleepy.

The master said that he would practice this method for a period of time and then start forging the body, and today can be regarded as a period of time, I don't know if the master came back to Qiliu Pavilion today to teach the forging body.

Thinking about these things with all his feelings, his steps kept going down to the Seventh and Sixth Pavilion.

Leave this alone, what should you do, after all, if you want to hurry, you can't reach it. Thinking of this, he calmly repeated the previous step-by-step routine.

The light is warm, the wind is refreshing, and I forgot to find a book and put it on the table, looking at it comfortably, just like before.

The silence of the light, the shallow murmur of the wind, the turning of the pages. Obsessively watched.

Feeling the change in light and shadow, he looked up, and sure enough, it was not true. I saw Su Shi walk in.

Slipping a bamboo leaf into it, I forgot to close the book. He got up and said hello to Su Shi, this time looking at Su Shi.

Su Shi carried a quiver in his hand that looked like a lost arrow, sealed at both ends, and with some carvings in the middle. After the two of them took their seats one after another, Su Shi put the "quiver" on the forgetful table.

Then, Su Shi opened his mouth and asked, "Forget your feelings, have you gone to practice the method in the morning?" ”

"Yes, master. The 'Four Parts of Light' method suits me perfectly. ”

"'Four points of light' method, hehe, did you come up with this name yourself? Yes, yes, I don't blame you. In fact, this is not a 'method'. Feeling good after practicing lately, right? ”

"Well, after cultivating, I don't feel as severe as before. Thank you so much for the master and the crying elder. ”

"It's nothing. Hongchen Pavilion is the next one. Come, let the teacher check how well you are cultivating. ”

Su Shi put his hand on Forget's hand, and after a while, he saw four pillars of light one inch high emerging from the top of Forget's head, about the size of a little thumb.

"Uh-huh, not bad. In the future, this method of 'dividing the light into four parts' should be practiced diligently, and we should not slack off a little. ”

"Master, the apprentice understands. This method is of great benefit to me, so I should care about it. ”

"Since you have cultivated well, then you can start refining your body. Well, although it has been delayed for some time, it is better to think that it will be better to strengthen the body. ”

After speaking, Su Shi took the "quiver" in front of him, opened the lid on it, took out a large piece of paper from it, and spread it on the table. Strange to say, the one that I just took out was obviously rolled, but after it was spread on the table, it lay flat and lay there, not warped or wrinkled.

Su Shi pressed the carving on the body of the "quiver" again, just pressed the black bamboo and rippling water waves, and then he had a pitch-black brush and a small round bottle in his hand and placed them on the table.

"These are the things that you will need to refine your body in the future." Su Shiyi pointed to the "quiver", the brush and the small round bottle one by one, and continued, "This is called 'Cloud Ink Cylinder', this is 'Xingyan Pen', and this is called 'Fragrant Ink'. ”

With Su Shi's introduction, I have seen the cloud ink cylinder, Xingyan pen, and incense ink one by one, and it is difficult to imagine how to use these to refine the body.

"Do you remember what the purpose of refining the body is?"

"Hiding the Soul and Nourishing the Soul...... Of course, it is also for the sake of nourishment. ”

"Well, that's it. Therefore, it is very important, and it is obvious that it can only be cultivated after the Red Dust Pavilion's special body refining can be cultivated. ”

"But...... Master, how do these brushes and inks assist in refining the body? ”

"The refining method of the Red Dust Pavilion was all about this 'ink love' at the beginning. Do you still remember what your Uncle Xu told you about the deeds of the ancestors, doesn't the ancestors like to dance and make ink? ”

"So this method of 'walking ink and loving love' was passed down from that time, isn't that so, master?"

"yes, that's it."

Speaking of this, Su Shi said solemnly: "Forget your feelings, you have to remember." The most taboo thing about this method is to deliberately cultivate, when you practice, you only need to write with a Xingyan pen in selflessness, but it is best to find a book and write according to the above sentences, so that the effect is best. The more you think that you are not cultivating, the better the effect of your cultivation will be. ”

"Just need to practice calligraphy?" Forgetfulness was very surprised, and looked at Su Shi with puffed eyes, expecting him to say "more than that", but Su Shi still had a serious face.

"Just practicing calligraphy, it's easy to say, but it's not easy to do."

I am a little unconvinced at the bottom of my heart, isn't it just writing, what else is easy and not easy. Su Shi saw at a glance what Forgetfulness was thinking, so he opened his mouth to let Forgetfulness write it himself, and handed over the Xingyan pen that was stained with fragrant ink.

Forget to take it over, and wave it, "Life is the same room, and death is the same hole." The ghost house is scattered, and the soul is green. If you make a promise, you will not regret it. So why, the love is deep and obsessed. "But it was a little poem by Professor Xu Xuan a long time ago, and I never thought about forgetting my feelings until now, so I remember it so clearly.

put down his pen and looked at Su Shi with a proud face.

"Forgetfulness, have you forgotten that this is the method of refining the body? Then when you cultivate like this, how can you feel the changes in your body? ”

I thought to myself, isn't this a method of refining the body, why did I finish cultivating like this and didn't change at all. At this time, Fang Xiao's face turned red, and he was still a little self-righteous in his reaction.

He arched his hand and said to Su Shi: "Master, please teach me!" ”

Su Shi didn't say much, took the Xingyan pen, and wrote on the paper that he had used without love. Looking at Su Shi intently, he felt that from the moment Su Shi held the pen, he felt that all his eyes were only limited to that side of the paper, and the brush was also a little heavy, and his eyes were full of complex emotions.

"Life is the same room, death is the same hole" walks calmly, and in his eyes is the determination of a promise like Jin Jian; "The ghost mansion is scattered, and the soul is green and green" is public, and the bottom of his eyes is a contempt for the difficulties of the underworld; "If you make a promise, every heart will not regret" swayed freely, and in her eyes is an incomparably firm commitment to nature; "So why, deep love and infatuation" was written slowly, and the eyes were full of light, which was admiration and resonance for infatuation.

The thirty-two words written by Su Shi were bright stars all over his body, dragging his slender tail around him. After watching Su Shi demonstrate like this, he understood the function of the Xingyan pen, it can produce so much light, and that light is not in Su Shi's body, presumably this is the core of the refining body.

After Su Shi put away the pen, the light was no longer bright after a while.

"If the heart is not sincere and the feelings are not reached, the starlight will not appear in the Xingyan pen, and if there is no starlight, the method of 'walking ink and love' is equivalent to not practicing. So you have to remember to write these words with your heart. ”

"The apprentice has been taught!"

"Uh-huh, you can practice on your own. When you are finished, take the paper in the cloud ink cylinder, and put the written ones in the other end of the cloud ink cylinder. You must practice diligently in the future, and there are many benefits to forging your body as soon as possible. But the method of 'dividing the light' must not be left behind. ”

"I understand."

Su Shi waved his hand and turned his back to leave the Seventy-Six Pavilion, forgetting that he didn't see the complex emotions in Su Shi's eyes behind his back, there was reluctance, confusion, helplessness and sadness, and the word "love" was a few strokes, saying that it was easy......

But the wind was still gentle, as if nothing had happened.

Forget to take the Xingyan pen and write it seriously.

"If your heart is not sincere, you can't go to the ink and be emotional." Forget to mumble to yourself, add emotions to the pen, and write the words according to the open.

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