"Knock, knock......"

A melodious ancient bell rang from the quiet and beautiful Jiuhua Mountain, and the first morning light of dawn drove away the darkness of the early cold of the autumn night, and ushered in a new day in Qingyang Town in Anhui. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Whenever the familiar morning bell rings in the distant mountains outside the window, the moon breeze wakes up from a hearty slumber. Through the shabby panes, he looked at the rolling hills in the morning light, listened to the bells, and felt the peace and tranquility as usual.

At the age of 18 this year, he has long been accustomed to seeing gatherings and dispersions due to the changes he has experienced in his childhood, and he understands the truth of the impermanence of the world, but every time he listens to this bell, he vaguely feels some unattainable longing in the depths of his heart.

What exactly do you crave? He couldn't tell himself.

Turning over and getting out of bed, Yue Xiaofeng put on his clothes and went out of the room, looking at the clean courtyard and the bean soup pancakes placed on the kitchen stove, he knew that his mother should enter the town early in the morning and go to a large family to do rough work such as needlework or washing clothes to help the family.

He picked up the bucket and ran back and forth to the big well in the west of the village, filled the water tank at home, then washed his face, drank bean soup, picked up his bookbag and took the pancakes to eat while walking, and walked along the field road towards the "Jiuhua Academy" outside the town.

"Jiuhua Academy" is located at the southwest foot of the Lingjun Jiuhua Mountain, and is famous for its abundant collection of books and the wisdom of teachers and teachers in southern Anhui. The academy is built on the mountain, covering an area of more than 100 acres, during which the layout of the houses is built according to the map of the nine palaces of Luoshu, and the courtyard is deep and staggered. The ancient trees in the courtyard are towering, the flowers and plants are neat, and the Jingshan Qiongchi and all kinds of elegant furnishings are added, and the nine schools in the courtyard are all named after the words in the four books and five classics, which is particularly elegant and vulgar.

Looking at the early days, Yue Xiaofeng bypassed the academy, walked on a secluded mountain path, turned a few hills, passed through a dense vine bush, and then circled a sheep intestine path close to the mountain wall, and soon came to a square boulder in the hinterland of Shanyin.

Climbing the boulder, Yue Xiaofeng's eyes suddenly brightened.

The morning breeze blows, the refreshing fresh earthy smell blows in the face, the endless fields under your feet appear particularly quiet and peaceful in the morning light, and the peaks of the Nine Sons in the depths of the distant mountains stand majestically.

He stood on top of the boulder, overlooking the refreshing scenery, sat cross-legged on the ground with a clear mind, closed his eyes slightly, and remained silent to observe the nothingness, and in a moment, his consciousness gradually entered the realm of pure trance with his long, even breathing.

At this time, a cold air flow rose from the part of Yue Xiaofeng's lower body close to the rock face, and the rhythm of exhaling and inhaling slowly spread in the body, and at the same time, a hot air flow was born next to the three veins of the abdomen, feet, and knees.

After a while, the cold and the scorching heat are neutralized into a warm current, which gathers and scatters in the lower three points of the abdomen, and the top of the head suddenly feels cool, radiating bursts of numbness until the eight veins of the limbs, and the meridians around the body are like immersion in a warm hot spring, which is extremely comfortable and comfortable.

Abandoning all the strange changes in the body, a thought in Yue Xiaofeng's mind was born leisurely, driving the mind to gallop outward, completely dissolving into the silence of the empty mountain spiritual scenery outside the body, and in an instant, the subtle changes such as the wind, flowing water, bird hissing, and insect chirping around him were presented one by one between the thoughts of the spiritual platform of the belief in the horses and the ups and downs.

Every time he came to this realm, he always felt ignorantly in his empty heart that the endless void of the vast sky becoming brighter and brighter, the fertile fields sleeping peacefully in the morning light, and the Jiuhua peaks that had stood as usual for thousands of years, and even everything in any square inch of this land, the transcendent harmony that existed between them seemed to contain some kind of eternal and unchanging truth between heaven and earth.

He knew it existed, but the joy of wonder and the doubt of the unknown made him feel dazed and at a loss. Since he was ten years old, he experienced the earth-shattering accident with his "mother" and took refuge in southern Anhui, and he finally realized the ugliest side of human nature and began to see the other side of the so-called "peaceful and prosperous era". The young mind was full of disgust and disdain for all this, and since he was a child, he began to doubt the yardstick behind all heavenly principles and axioms.

Until one day, according to his mother's teachings of "Pei Yuan Nourishing Qi Determination" meditation and healing, he gave up his body and mind to relax and become conscious, and he was completely attracted by the mysterious and mysterious, indescribable discovery, and he had already abandoned everything in his heart to yearn for more infinitely, indicating another world where the origin of all things is full of changes.

In the empty silence of the spiritual platform, Yue Xiaofeng suddenly felt that his lower abdomen and the top of his head were running out with his mind, and two inexplicable air currents, one warm and one cool, rose up, and he was slowly about to move as if he was looking for a meridian. He didn't know that this was a natural phenomenon caused by the abundance of internal qi, just because the "Pei Yuan Nourishing Qi Decision" was a kind of primary foundation building oral decision, and he didn't know anything about the qi veins and didn't dare to work on his own, so whenever he meditated so far, he could only stop. On the grounds that his internal injuries had not healed and that he would waste his talents if he practiced other methods in vain, his mother only taught him some actual combat experience in fighting the enemy, and never refused to teach him the method of controlling qi with will.

Yue Xiaofeng was inward-looking, opened his eyes and stood up, but at this moment, he was suddenly startled on a whim, and looked back in disbelief, only to see that on the other side of the boulder, three feet behind him, there was a kind old monk in dove-robed clothes standing solemnly.

The old monk in dove clothes looked surprised, looking at this handsome young man with a thin body, the shock in his heart was indescribable, and he secretly thought: "Even if I am surprised by the spiritual qi of the 'Nine Yin Earth Veins', and reveal some flaws in my inner breath, how can he easily understand my existence with his slight cultivation?" Don't...... But how can this be......"

Yue Xiaofeng was frightened inexplicably, he accidentally discovered this place three years ago for the hunting of a yellow deer, because he likes the quiet and beautiful place, so if he has leisure every morning, he will inevitably come here to sit quietly for a while, because of the remote and private terrain here is also inaccessible.

Who knew that there was an old monk in dove clothes for no reason today, and his gaze was particularly strange, as if there was an invisible pressure, which made him feel breathless. A similar feeling is still clearly left in my memory, it is a fragment that Yue Xiaofeng has never wanted to forget for a moment in his life-

The bloody dusk of the remnants of the sun......

Bleak Ancient Road...... The crow wails...

Exhausted Escape......

Hideous evil smile......

The shadow of the sword flying in the sky......

overwhelming oppression......

Breathless suffocation......

Blood... Blood... Mother's face......

The scorching ...... that penetrates through the body

The old monk in dove clothes sensed the abnormality from his uncomfortable expression, and whispered a Buddha horn to converge Xuangong, and said apologetically: "The poor monk passed by here, and he wandered a little for a while for the sake of this situation, which must have disturbed the little benefactor's pure heart and recuperation!" ”

Yue Xiaofeng suddenly felt all the pressure disappear, came back to his senses, and replied in a panic: "No...... No, it's me who is not right......"

The old monk in dove clothes saw that he was flustered and incoherent, and his heart full of compassion felt even more uncomfortable, and said: "The little donor doesn't need to panic, the poor monk has no malice, sin!" Sin! ”

"Bell...... The "Jiuhua Academy" not far from the bell ...... rings the melodious morning reading bell.

Yue Xiaofeng bowed when he saw it, quickly turned over and climbed down the boulder, and hurried away at a trot.

The old monk in dove clothes looked at the back of Dingyue Xiaofeng in a daze, and kept thinking about the speculation in his mind, as well as the inexplicable panic of this son, and the Zen heart of emptiness and enlightenment could not be let go for a long time.

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It wasn't until he stepped into the academy that the sound of reading sounded in his ears, and Yue Xiaofeng's uneasy mood finally settled down. He slightly dressed and bowed to the portrait of Sage Kong in the lobby, then turned to the inner courtyard, bypassed the "Juqing Pond" with a beautiful purple and red scenery and flowing water, and then went straight through the white stone arch of the "Three Thoughts Courtyard", and entered the school house that was already full of students and loud voices.

As soon as Yue Xiaofeng sat down, the collar of the shirt on the back was gently tightened, and the voice of the obese Li Gui, the only son of the Li butcher in Zhenxi, came from behind: "Xiaofeng, do you know?" Today, a new student is said to be from a large gate valve family in Jiangnan. ”

"Oh!" Yue Xiaofeng echoed softly disappreciatively, took out a thick book from his bookbag and placed it on the table.

After a while, the old master Guan, known as the "beautiful bearded man", stepped into the dormitory with a happy face, waved his hand to signal everyone to silence, and said loudly: "Be quiet, let the old man introduce you to a new student who has come from afar and is inspirational and hardworking!" ”

After speaking, Old Master Guan smiled and beckoned to the door, and everyone's eyes suddenly focused on the door.

"Sansi Courtyard" is located under the simple and gorgeous glazed tile west wall of Jiuhua Academy, because the west wall is close to the mountain and built, so the terrain of the courtyard is more prominent than other courtyards. In the early morning, the sun rises, and the soft sunlight gently sweeps through the low swallow eaves of the "Wulun Library" in the middle garden, and falls on a young man in a white shirt standing proudly outside the door of the school.

"In Xia Xuan Yun Zhuo, the Xuan of the Ancient Xuanyuan Clan, the clouds of flowing water and clouds, the extraordinary Zhuo, please advise!" The white-shirted boy strolled into the school, the long body of the shifu scarf stood proudly, and on the face with a clear silhouette and a healthy luster, a pair of clear and bright eyes were inlaid with sharp pupils, and the cold and arrogant smile lined by the snow-white shirt had a sunny charm.

In the weak applause of everyone, the slightly attentive old master Guan asked people to move several times, vacate a vacant seat in the middle of the first row of Tianzi by the window in the school, and put in the tables and chairs that had been moved earlier, and motioned for Xuan Yunzhuo to sit down.

Yue Xiaofeng quietly looked at the white-shirted young man Xuan Yunzhuo, and Shi Shiran stepped into the seat with a panoramic view of the magnificent scenery of the garden--it used to be the seat of Feng Tianhua, the richest and most powerful Feng Mansion prince in the town.

He felt a strong impulse in his heart, which had already grown faint from hatred and disgust, and he knew that he was beginning to envy this heroic peer, but not because of his wealth and power, but because of an inexplicable feeling--

The jealousy came from the sense of oppression that this son exerted on him and even everyone in the hall, and he didn't know why he thought that the oppression was deliberately done by this son, because it was just an inexplicable thought under the tremor of his heart in a trance, just like the instantaneous feeling of the dove-clothed old monk on the boulder, but he believed that it would not be wrong. Ever since he suddenly realized the existence of a psychic movement one day half a year ago, he has begun to believe in this feeling more and more.

Yue Xiaofeng vaguely felt that this son's ability to act like Si Shiwei, just like the spiritual sense that could not be retracted freely in his body, should be the inevitable realm when he practiced the way of heaven and man to a certain extent. That is to say, Xuan Yunzhuo, who was now sitting a few feet away on the left, far surpassed him in terms of verifying the way of heaven and man.

After reaching the realm of this son or an old monk in dove, can he understand the mystery in his heart? If you say that you understand it thoroughly, is this the way of heaven and man? But what can be done to achieve such a state? Yue Xiaofeng thought about it repeatedly, and her mood became more and more depressed.

The white-shirted young man Xuan Yunzhuo ignored everyone's surprised gaze, and immediately cast his cold and arrogant gaze out the window after sitting down leisurely. Under the west wall, clusters of verdant and slender bamboo branches climb up the wall, stretching out in the gentle breeze, and swaying to meet the soft sunlight.

Xuan Yunzhuo looked at the extraordinarily pleasing garden scenery, and couldn't help but think of the ordeal he had endured for a month to get rid of the behavioral taboo set by his father, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, feeling more relaxed than ever. But in a moment, he suddenly remembered his father's warning about the taboo of "the unity of the Brahman and the sword" for the first time, so he restrained his mind to enjoy the external objects, threw away the "self" thought, and focused on the trace of sword consciousness that seemed to be absent in his mind.

Xuan Yun Zhuo silently counted the breath of everyone, and used the corner of his eye to scan the faces of each person, speculating on the changes in their minds, because he wanted to find out the person who triggered the qi sensor when he entered the school.

He was disappointed, and the crowd was either curious and cautious, or disdainful of concentrating on the book, or watching the Master observe words and feelings, or looking around at external objects, or having a messy mind and not knowing what to do...... These are not the reactions of people in the martial arts with a degree of cultivation, and judging by the age of everyone, it is impossible to have a high-grade master-level figure.

Xuan Yunzhuo couldn't help but wonder secretly, could it be that he was spying on himself? No way! Because no one knew the purpose of his trip, not even his father.

The old master Guan, who had been busy in the hall for a long time, took out a silk scarf and wiped the sweat on his forehead, habitually grabbed a few strands of beard to clear his throat, and raised his voice: "I hope that everyone will work together for themselves and the academy from now on, and make good achievements in the seven provincial capital examinations of the imperial court next year!" Well, well, don't delay everyone's morning reading! ”

Old Master Guan turned around and was about to leave, but he remembered what he had turned around, and said solemnly: "By the way, I almost forgot to tell you that the academy invited Master Huikong, the chief Zen master of the world-famous 'Great Tibetan Zen Academy' in Jiuhua Mountain, to give a lecture and preach at noon today in the 'Wulun Library'. However, all students of this college are allowed to sit on the upper floor of the attic and are not allowed to stay in the main hall to gather crowds, understand? ”

"Students understand! Master walk slowly! ”

In the vague greetings of the students, Yue Xiaofeng watched the old master Guan walk out of the school slowly, and his heart was full of interest in the noon preaching meeting, more precisely, he should be attracted by the "Great Tibetan Zen Temple", because the "Great Tibetan Zen Temple" is not only famous all over the world, but his mother also told him that the last presiding officer of the Zen Academy was the first Buddhist monk in the Middle Earth recognized by the people in the world - Master Huaixue.

Yue Xiaofeng knew that he wanted to seek advice from the holy monk for his selfish doubts, hoping to get his guidance, but he also understood that the holy monk had been away for many years, and this kind of thought was tantamount to wishful thinking, so he couldn't help but laugh and shake his head, picked up the scroll in his hand, and read aloud with the chaos in the hall.

Xuan Yunzhuo was shocked by the preaching meeting mentioned by Old Master Guan, and the essence flashed in his eyes, of course he knew the great name of the "Great Tibetan Zen Academy" and the unattainable Taoist Zen Society, thinking that in the rivers and lakes, who in the martial arts is not eager to win the precious opportunity to go to the "Great Tibetan Zen Academy" through the opportunity of the Zen meeting, and read and refer to the coveted superior martial arts classics?

This was originally the indirect purpose of his visit to the academy, but he didn't expect to have the opportunity to really face the "Great Tibetan Zen Monastery" Fadu's fateful Taoist Zen Society, but Xuan Yunzhuo knew that with the pitiful Buddhist scriptures he knew, it was impossible to obtain the qualification to live in the Zen Monastery in a grand manner, so he could only rely on his strength to get back his own opportunity.

However, Xuan Yunzhuo heard his father mention that although his opponent this time was indifferent and devoted to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he especially liked to study Buddhism and Zen theory, so it was natural to see him appear at the sermon meeting, just to take the opportunity to explore the truth and reality.

After thinking about it decisively, an imperceptible smile appeared on Xuan Yunzhuo's cold face.

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