Many years later, outside the mountain gate of Kusawa Temple. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Clear space, you know, there is nothing delicious under the mountain, Qianyue can only eat something that is not nutritious." Yi Yunkong's little face was flushed, and he said in a milky voice.

Clearance annoyance. A few days ago, several monks under him reported to him that there was always food in the kitchen, and Jingkong, as the chef outside the mountain, naturally wanted to investigate.

Just today, when there was no one after the meal, Jingkong hid behind the kitchen cupboard, and wanted to catch the thief and arrest him for the abbot of Xuanqing.

Unbeknownst to him, he saw a round figure following another thin figure and sneaking into the kitchen.

He looked at it fixedly, and only then did he see that it was Yi Yunkong and the kid from Wang Erhu's family under the mountain.

"Brother Qianyue, you take more steamed buns and go down the mountain to bring some for your father and my father." Yi Yunkong looked nervous, looking around from time to time.

Qianyue didn't say much, and stuffed steamed buns into it with a cloth bag, the speed was no longer comparable to that of an ordinary six-year-old child.

"Clouds, clouds, is that enough?" Wang Qianyue said in a low voice.

Yi Yunkong glanced at the cloth bag, nodded, picked up a big cabbage on the table, and handed it to Wang Qianyue. "Brother Qianyue, after you go back, let my father take two steamed buns to my mother's grave, and then tell my mother for me that I have a good life on the mountain." Yi Yunkong had some tears in his eyes and choked up.

"Yunkong, don't worry, I will definitely say it." Wang Qianyue stretched out his chubby little hand and patted Yi Yunkong's little shoulder, very righteous.

"Brother Qianyue, it's dark, be careful when you go down the mountain." Yi Yunkong was a little reluctant, he could only go down the mountain once a month, although Yi Mohan often went up the mountain to see him, but let the six-year-old child face some monks all day long, it was really a little boring.

At this moment, the chef who was hiding behind the cupboard finally couldn't help jumping out, looked at Wang Qianyue, who was just about to leave, and said angrily: "Bastard boy, are you guts?" Dare to come to the temple and steal something! ”

This loud shout made Wang Qianyue, who was obese, tremble all over, and fell to the ground without standing firmly, with a big bag on his head, looking a little funny. Seeing this, Yi Yunkong hurriedly ran to Wang Qianyue's side, wanting to generalize

He helped him up, but he didn't want Wang Qianyue to be too heavy, and after he tried a few times, he sat helplessly on the ground, looking at the clear space pitifully.

"You two little rabbits, you are too bold, if the abbot knows, you will have to go to the Scripture Pavilion to copy the book again." Da Fat looked at Yi Yunkong and was angry.

Yi Yunkong knew that this clear space was a well-known evil monk outside the mountain gate, and hurriedly said: "Clear space, don't tell the master." ”

Seeing him like this, Jingkong snorted, picked the two up from the ground, took the cloth bag from Wang Qianyue's hand, threw it on the table, glanced at Wang Qianyue, and said coldly: "Don't get out of here." ”

Wang Qianyue was scared, trembling and shaking the fat on his body, and ran towards the mountain outside the house.

After Wang Qianyue disappeared, he sat on the kitchen stool, looked at Yi Yunkong, and did not speak.

Yi Yunkong's heart was furious when he was seen by the clear air, and he glanced outside the door, very worried, and moved to the door one by one.

"Where do you want to go?" Jingkong suddenly shouted loudly.

"Clear, I'm about to go to evening class, so I'll go first." Yi Yunkong said weakly.

As soon as Jingkong heard this, he was immediately unhappy, and 'bang' Jingkong slapped his hand on the table, picked up Yi Yunkong from the door with one hand, and threw it on the table.

Yi Yunkong was affected by gravity, and the 'wow' spit out blood, and his little face turned pale.

"I—I'm going to tell the master." Yi Yunkong wiped the blood from his mouth with his little hand and cried.

"Shut up, you dare to threaten me? Aren't you afraid that I'll tell Xuanqing about your theft to that old bald donkey? Jingkong didn't care, and said viciously.

Yi Yunkong didn't dare to cry anymore when he was cleared of this, and choked up: "I don't make noise, but don't tell the master!" ”

Jingkong stared at Yi Yunkong in front of him, suddenly thought of something, and said with an evil smile: "Haven't you always been very powerful?" With Qingyuan and Xuanqing guarding, you can enter and exit the Xuanyu Pool, you must know that it is a forbidden place, and ordinary people can't enter it. ”

"It's useless for you to be envious, the master said that you can't take people inside." For some reason, Yi Yunkong became nervous when he heard Jingkong talking about Xuanyu Pool.

When Yi Yunkong was just sensible, Xuanqing said that he would enter and leave the Xuanyu Pool at will, but he also warned him that he must not bring others into it, otherwise he would be expelled from the mountain gate.

From that moment on, Yi Yunkong had memorized Xuanqing's words.

"Stinky boy, don't talk nonsense, I just want you to bring some water out of the pool." Jingkong knew the effect of Xuanyu Pond Water, and he wanted to get his hands on it a long time ago, but he was a registered disciple outside the mountain gate, and now that he has this kind of opportunity, he naturally has to make good use of it.

"Nope." Yi Yunkong said stubbornly.

Seeing that Yi Yunkong was so decisive, a nameless anger surged up from his heart, and he slapped Yi Yunkong's little face full of blood.

"Aren't you afraid that I will tell Xuanqing that you dare to collude with Wang Qianyue's little bastard to go up the mountain to steal things?"

Yi Yunkong's face was a little bruised, he wanted to cry loudly, but when he saw the touch of Jingkong, he immediately endured it again, and could only keep sobbing there.

"To go, or not to go? It's up to you."

"I—I'll go." Yi Yunkong wanted to refuse, but when he saw the clear space and wanted to raise his hand, he hurriedly replied in fright.

Seeing his promise, Jingkong was overjoyed and had a hypocritical smile on his face. "That's what you do." He picked up the rag and wiped the blood off Yi Yunkong's face.

Yi Yunkong sat on the table and didn't dare to move, letting him wipe it.

"Hurry up and go to evening class, if Xuanqing asks about your face... You should know what to say. Clearance threatened.

"I know." After saying that, he ran out of the kitchen.

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Late at night, it was snowing lightly, and the mountains behind Beilu were located.

The sound of the water came, under the moonlight, a stream was flowing slowly, and in front of the stream sat a slightly lonely and thin figure, it was Yi Yunkong.

Six years have passed since Ye Qianning's death, and Yi Yunkong has reached the age of six in a blink of an eye.

In the past six years, Yi Mohan has been living on the mountain, and after being sensible, Xuanqing allowed him to go down the mountain once a month, and he could only visit Yi Mohan down the mountain on the 12th of a year.

He was not officially ordained a monk in Jiuze Temple, but a registered disciple, a disciple of Xuanqing, but he could only live in the meditation room outside the mountain gate halfway up the mountain like other registered disciples.

After Yi Yunkong became sensible, Xuanqing taught him to read and write, and now he can familiarize himself with the Sanskrit Bodhisattva Wuchen Sutra, but Yunkong can't shrink the pores of his whole body according to the scriptures.

Xuanqing knew that he had poor roots, so he didn't say much, just let him practice diligently. But among the other registered disciples, he has become a thorn in the eyes of all the registered disciples, obviously with poor muscles and bones, but he can also cultivate the mastery of this temple.

You must know that the Brahma Bodhisattva Enlightenment Dust Sutra can only be practiced by the Xuanqing generation inside the mountain gate, or the disciples of Xuanqing. And what they don't know is that this Brahma Bodhisattva Enlightenment Dust Sutra is one of the six immortal methods obtained by Jin Chanzi from the hands of immortals thousands of years ago.

The Brahma Bodhisattva Enlightenment Dust Sutra has a total of six layers.

The first layer is the inductive breath, holding the breath, practicing the qi, cultivating the qi, using the intention of luck, and generating strength with the qi, and the Buddha's light is beginning to appear.

The second layer is to nourish the elements and return to one, forging bones, training the body, and protecting the body with qi.

The third layer is to vaporize the form, turn the shadow, turn the void, and vaporize all things.

The fourth layer is the golden body of the Arhat, the avenue of enlightenment, the Dharma, the god Buddha here, Amitabha.

The fifth layer is the return of ten thousand Buddhas, the pneumatic mountains and rivers when Dacheng, and the heavenly Buddha destroys demons.

The sixth layer is the immortal reincarnation, when the five qi are one, the feather becomes an immortal, and the heaven and earth live together.

Xuanqing is cultivated to the fourth layer, the golden body of Luohan, and his eldest apprentice Qingyuan has stepped into the second layer to raise the yuan and return to one, and he has been a small man for a long time.

Among the six layers, one layer is several times more difficult to cultivate than the first, but the first layer is the best way to get started.

It only took three months for Xuanqing to start practicing the Brahma Bodhisattva Enlightenment Dust Sutra to get started, but Yi Yunkong had been in contact with the Brahma Bodhisattva Enlightenment Dust Sutra for a year, but there was no sign of entry.

This matter has been spread both inside and outside Jiuze Temple, but due to the abbot's gag order, it can only become a joke when no one is in private.

However, for this matter, many people have a mentality of watching a play.

Everyone knows that although Yi Yunkong is a registered disciple, he is a disciple of Xuanqing, and his generation alone is older than many people, which is why Yi Yunkong dares to call Jingkong his name.

Xuanqing is not an old fool, it is impossible to accept a person with no qualifications as a closed disciple, but this is the case.

Then there is another problem, many people are not convinced, especially these registered disciples outside the mountain gate, who constantly ridicule Yi Yunkong or are like today's clear space.

All this is too cruel for a six-year-old child, and only when he faces the mountain gate does he dare to relax

After all, the world is too noisy.

Yi Yunkong looked at the stream, and a little pink face with some bruises and blurs appeared on the water, which made people's hearts ache.

He buried his head in the stream, as if isolated from the world, at this moment he wanted to cry very much, he tried very hard to restrain it, but in the end he still couldn't hold back, raised his head, and cried loudly.

He didn't do anything wrong, but he had to bear everything he shouldn't have to bear, he was very aggrieved and wanted to confide, but there was no one to confide in. Only every night in the dead of night, I came alone to the stream I found many months ago, and let heaven and earth accompany me.

Suddenly, on Yi Yunkong's side, golden light flashed, and a figure appeared beside him.

Yi Yunkong quickly wiped away the tears with his little hands, saluted the figure, and said in a milky voice: "Master, why are you here." "The person who came was Xuanqing.

"Who made our clouds cry?" Xuanqing stretched out his hand and touched Yi Yunkong's head, and said kindly.

When Yi Yunkong heard Xuanqing ask, his face was a little pale, and he said weakly: "Master no, I accidentally fell it myself." ”

At this moment, he forgot everything. He only knows that there is a father and a master in this world, as well as Qingyuan and Chengming who care about him.

Xuan Qing smiled lightly and did not speak. He took out a packet of powder from the sleeve of his robe and carefully applied it to Yi Yunkong's little face, and after a while, most of the bruises on his face disappeared.

"Yunkong, how have you been practicing the Brahma Bodhisattva Wuchen Sutra recently." Xuanqing asked.

Yi Yunkong thought for a moment and said, "A few days ago, when I was meditating, I suddenly found that the pores on my body could shrink freely. ”

"Well, it's okay, take your time, cultivating immortals is in a hurry. Well? What did you say? Can you shrink freely? Xuanqing reflected

Yi Yunkong was stunned by Xuanqing's three questions in a row, and nodded.

"Are you sure?" Xuanqing asked again, he didn't believe it, it was completely impossible for Yunkong's root bones to enter so early.

His fingers tapped between the eyebrows of Yunkong again as they had been six years ago. For a moment, Xuan Qing shook his head, it seemed that he was thinking too much, maybe Yunkong was really trying too hard and took this step.

"Remember to make up for tonight's class tomorrow, if you have any problems with cultivation, come up to me on the mountain, it's not too early, go back and rest early." After Xuanqing finished speaking, his figure flashed, and he disappeared in place.

Yi Yunkong stood there stunned, although he knew that his master was elusive since he was a child, and now he was also looking forward to whether he could be like a master in the future.

He clenched his little fists, and secretly vowed in his heart that he must work hard to cultivate. For himself, for the master's care, for his father, for saving his mother.

Yi Yunkong looked up at the starry sky, there was only the sound of 'flowing water', and now he was the only one in heaven and earth.

A 'whoosh' sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded from behind Yi Yunkong, and he hurriedly looked at the grove behind him, but he didn't find anything.

For him as a child, there was not much fear.

The aura on Beilu Mountain is abundant, and some small beasts are really normal.

Yi Yunkong was curious, so he went into the grove.

The moonlight was rushing, and there was a sense of mystery in the whole forest, and I don't know when, a faint mist rose in the forest.

Yi Yunkong trotted all the way, and unconsciously came to the middle of the woods, but he didn't see anything, and he was a little puzzled, and began to wonder if he had heard it wrong just now.

After searching for a while and making sure that nothing was missed, he was about to leave.

The sound of 'whoosh' appeared abruptly again, and this time he heard it clearly, not far from him.

His curiosity was aroused, and the clouds tiptoed towards the place where the sound came, hiding behind a large tree, and stretched out a small head to look over.

I saw a snow-white little fox, lying in the middle of the woods, staring at Yi Yunkong's eyes, and found him.

Yi Yunkong saw that he had found himself, and he no longer hid, he approached the little fox in small steps, and when the little fox saw him approaching, he didn't run away, but just waited quietly for him to come.

Finally, Yi Yunkong approached the little fox. Its coat color is bright, not messy at all, and very soft.

He gently took the little fox into his arms and stroked the fox fur on its back with his hand, and the little fox also closed his eyes, as if enjoying the tenderness at this time.

After a long time, he put down the little fox, a little reluctant, and said, "Little fox, go home quickly, it's not too early, I have to go back." ”

But he didn't want the little fox to hear this, and suddenly jumped to his side, extremely fast.

I saw that after it turned around in place, the scene of the next moment made Yi Yunkong unforgettable in his life.

She is also about five or six years old, she has copper buckles in her hair, snow-white hair is scattered on her back like frost, her jade neck is fragrant, she is dressed in wisps of gold and white lines, she is wearing marigold and black feathers, and she is wearing dark gold climbing boots.

Yi Yunkong looked at the little girl in front of him, without blinking her eyes, the little girl seemed to have noticed Yi Yunkong's gaze and tilted her head towards Yi Yunkong.

Under the moonlight, the four eyes are facing each other, this moment seems to be eternal, this is their first acquaintance.

"My name is Yi Yunkong, what about you?"