Chapter 57: Paper cranes send teachers and apprentices to doubt the immortal way, and pious and authentic witty words break the Zen machine

The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the white clouds are clear, which is the common good weather in the cultivation realm. A slender bird flew into the sky, and up close it was a delicate paper crane. It flew extremely high, but it never fell. The wings made of paper flapped up and down, flying over the lofty mountains, rivers and streams, and finally flew into the mountain gate of the Lingyu Sect one by one.

Cultivators, unlike ordinary people, do not go out and move around frequently just because the weather is good. The sunlight is warm, and it is the time when the spiritual qi between heaven and earth is the most free, so most immortal cultivators will choose to stay in the cave and concentrate on cultivation.

This is not the case with Qin Chang. He is already a monk in the stage of incarnation, and absorbing spiritual energy is not the most important thing, but what is more important at the moment is his own comprehension of the Great Dao.

Those who can cultivate to the stage of transformation are all more profound than ordinary people. But there are not a few who run out of life and sit in vain. Above the god is Xiandu, but the difference between a realm is like a moat. In the past, among the cultivators who turned into gods, I am afraid that there is not one in ten thousand.

Qin Chang meditated slightly, and most of the day passed. He sighed softly and walked slowly out of the cave.

At this time, the moon is like water, and the evening breeze is slightly cool. Everyone was concentrating on cultivation, and there were very few disciples moving around, let alone Yuheng Peak, which had always been sparsely populated. Only a small paper crane quietly coiled around Yuheng Peak, slowly flapping its wings, and wandering over the entire peak.

As soon as Qin Chang opened the cave, the paper crane flew over with his breath and landed on his shoulder.

Qin Chang was a little surprised—the transmission of paper cranes, this kind of spiritual high-level talisman is rare. When he opened it, his eyes were stained with sadness and sorrow.

Qin Yue on the other side was sipping tea, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, obviously in a good mood. She said to the people next to her, "The pious and authentic spiritual tea is indeed different. I want to take more with me when I leave, so please help me get some. ”

The person next to him was Zhou Haoran, and he frowned when he heard this: "But I heard that the pious sect never gives away spiritual tea." ”

"Then I'll ask for it myself, people won't refuse." Qin Yue cupped his cheeks, "I once bought a kind of spiritual tea in the shop at the foot of the Muyao Sect Mountain, and the shopkeeper also said that it was from the Pious Sect. Now that I think about it, it should be a fish and a pearl, shoddy, and fraudulent use of this name. ”

"I didn't see you being so attentive to the affairs of the Mu Shake Sect."

"Each other, each other." Qin Yue pinched his fingers and calculated the time, "Nine years have passed since the fifty years I agreed with you, I advise you to return to the mountain gate as soon as possible and start to deal with trivial matters, so as not to be entangled in everything in the future and be in a hurry." ”

Zhou Haoran shook his head helplessly: "When you need to bear such a heavy burden one day in the future, I will see what you do." ”

Qin Yue felt that he had always been idle, and the day when he was in power might not be there. I laughed at this, and I didn't take it seriously.

At this time, Dongsheng spoke, and she asked everyone with a smile: "There are poems in the world: the body is like a crane, and there are two scriptures under a thousand Panasonics." I came to ask Wuyu to say, the clouds are in the blue sky, and the water is in the bottle. (Note (1)) Have you ever heard of it? ”

Everyone exchanged their heads for a while, and said: "Although I have never heard of it, the artistic conception is faintly perceptible." ”

Dong Sheng bowed: "Sometimes the understanding of people in the world is very subtle, far better than our immortal cultivators. ”

Zhou Haoran politely praised: "The pious and authentic sect has always been known for its firm Taoist heart, and it turned out to be the bowing teachings of the master. ”

"But I just remembered it by chance, and I just mentioned it casually." Dongsheng looked at Qin Yue, who had a distant expression, "Why do you think Mo Ning Daoist is like this?" ”

"Your Sect's Spirit Tea really lives up to its reputation, and I am now clear and clear, and I seem to have an understanding." Qin Yue heard that the predecessor of the Qian Zhengzong was the former Zen Buddhism, and he was very good at discussing Taoism and practicing Zen. She didn't think she had the ability to enlighten Zen with Dongsheng, so she talked about him left and right.

Dongsheng smiled slightly: "Since you like it, then take some more." ”

Qin Yue had this intention, and happily got up to thank him: "I heard that your sect's spiritual tea is never given away, and I still regret it." ”

"It's true that it's never given away. But this is not an iron law of the sect, it is just a convention. I am willing to give it to you because you are in love. Dongsheng also stood up, turned sideways slightly, and only accepted her half a salute.

Qin Yue was stunned for a moment: "I didn't expect Daojun to break the rules." Mourning took it. ”

"Bitter Zen boiled tea, its taste is very bitter, as long as you don't dislike it."

"It's really bitter, but this is what makes that touch of sweetness rare and precious." Qin Yuewan'er, "The so-called bitterness is sweet, and that's probably it." ”

Dong Sheng stroked his palms again and again: "The word bitter Zen, one lies in suffering, and the other lies in Zen." Your idea is novel and meaningful. People often say that only when you suffer hardship can you become a superior person. We must first go through the trials and hardships to cultivate immortals before we can get a glimpse of the opportunity to ascend to immortals. ”

Qin Yue thought that when he had just entered the Dao, he was almost killed. Even if you don't count Bai Ruo's ruthlessness in the dream realm, he has experienced a lot of tribulations, big and small, and there is no shortage of times when his life is in danger.

She lowered her head and smiled, and said, "Every time you encounter a catastrophe, you can get away with it." Now that I think about it, it's really a godsend. ”

"I used to hear people say that luck is the biggest opportunity. I didn't think it was in the past, but now that my cultivation is getting deeper, I will know the truth. Dongsheng said meaningfully, "If you have enough good luck, you can meet enough opportunities." If you think you have a good life, don't let this luck down. ”

Qin Yue saw that Dongsheng had a little bit of a reminder of her, and hurriedly nodded obediently: "Mo Ning has been taught." ”

The head of Dongsheng is exquisite, and he talked with everyone present. Qin Yue picked a bamboo leaf and put it in his hand to play with. Next to Dong Sheng sat a female cultivator from Yuanzhong, who glanced at Qin Yue from a distance, and asked very puzzledly, "Why does Senior Sister treat her so well?" ”

Dongsheng followed her gaze and looked over: "You mean Mo Ning?" ”

"Exactly."

"Senior sister's age recognition technique is also good, can you see her current age?" Dongsheng asked rhetorically.

"I don't think she's 300 years old yet." The nun guessed, "At this age, you can have the cultivation of the later stage of the Yudan, and it is indeed talented." However, throughout the ages, there have been more people with outstanding talents but eventually fallen, and the senior sister really doesn't need to treat her favorably for this. ”

"Senior sister can't see for sure, she's only one hundred and seventeen years old now." Dongsheng's tone was vaguely admired, "Young and cultivated, talent alone is naturally far from enough." She herself said that she had a deep opportunity, and she wanted to come in the future. Except for Huashu, there hasn't been such an amazing and brilliant character in the entire Southern Regions for a long time. ”

"Senior sister has always admired this kind of person."

Dong Sheng glanced at the nun with a smile. The latter was slightly stunned and said: "I lost my words, senior sister is not strange." ”

The crowd chatted with each other, and although the voices were not loud, they were also noisy. Qin Yue was tired of listening, and whispered to Zhou Haoran: "I'll go out for a walk." ”

Zhou Haoran knew that she couldn't sit still, so he didn't object: "Go early and come back early." After speaking, he was still not at ease, and reminded again: "Pick a place with a lot of people to go, don't break into other people's sect forbidden places." ”

Note (1): From the Tang Dynasty Li Ao's "Gift Medicine Mountain Monk Wei Yan (Part 1)". The author read it a long time ago, and today I suddenly think about it, and I feel that the meaning is timeless, and I dare to borrow it.