It wasn't until noon that Jiang Yun, who was in a state of cultivation, was interrupted by the disciples who came to deliver the meal, reminding him that it was time to use the meal.

The current Jiang Yun is like meeting an oasis in the desert, and he naturally doesn't want to miss every moment of cultivation time.

Therefore, after eating, Jiang Yun devoted himself to cultivation again, and it was not until the evening when Molecular Dust and Zikong came to look for him that he came out of the state of cultivation.

As soon as Zichen and Zikong saw Jiang Yun, they were stunned by him.

When I met in the morning, I still didn't have the slightest cultivation, how could I be a threefold spirit at this time?

Seeing the surprised expressions of the two, Jiang Yun explained: "I couldn't cultivate before, but I have accumulated a lot of spiritual power in my body, and I have just been stimulated by myself, so I have broken through to the spirit god triple level all of a sudden. ”

Zichen and Zikong all nodded when they heard this, and they agreed with Jiang Yun's statement.

After returning in the morning, Zichen and Zikong inquired about Jiang Yun's origin, only to know that Jiang Yun was a disciple of the Xuanwei Fairy of Yunmeng Mountain.

But Zichen still wanted to confirm with Jiang Yun, so he asked, "Are you really a disciple of Fairy Xuanwei?" ”

Jiang Yun was stunned by the question, nodded and said, "Yes, what's wrong?" ”

Zichen asked suspiciously, "Then why did you come to Shaolin Temple again?" ”

Yunmeng Mountain is the inheritance of the ancient Guiguzi, and its heritage achievements are not much worse than Shaolin Temple, and even far surpass Shaolin Temple in some aspects.

"Oh, this one!" Jiang Yun told Zichen and Zikong why he came to Shaolin Temple.

After Zichen and Zikong heard Jiang Yun explain the reason, they couldn't help but be even more envious. He actually had two spirit gods, one of which was still the Demon Clan's inheritance spirit god Zi Tianyao Demon Dragon.

Jiang Yun didn't care much about these, maybe it was because he stayed by Wang Chan's side since he was a child, and his insight and vision were not the same as Zichen and Zikong.

Zichen recovered from the shock, almost forgot about the matter, and said to Jiang Yun: "The first seat of Wuxiang Courtyard is going to talk about Zen tonight, and Zikong and I came to you to ask if you want to go and listen together." ”

When Wang Chan preached in Mengyun Mountain, Jiang Yun had heard it, what is the difference between Zen and preaching in the first seat of the Wuxiang Academy.

Then he asked Zichen: "What does this Zen talk about every time?" ”

Lichen touched his thin cheek and said: "Sometimes I talk about some cultivation experiences, or what kind of people are suitable for each of the seventy-two stunts in the Dharma Hall, and then I talk about some Zen life avenues or something, by the way, sometimes I will also talk about the respective situations between our gods and barbarians." ”

Jiang Yun remembered that the "Taoist Scripture" said that Shaolin Temple has the praise of "the world's martial arts out of Shaolin", especially the seventy-two stunts are widely praised.

"Then let's go to the Wuxiang Courtyard and listen to the first meditation lecture." Jiang Yun knew that cultivation was not something that could be achieved overnight, and it was not bad to listen to Zen teachings.

The three of them came out of the Abbot's Courtyard, and many disciples they met on the way seemed to be going to the Wuxiang Courtyard.

When I entered the main hall, I found that there were many people who came, much more than the people who attended the morning class, and it seems that there were disciples from other courtyards who also came to listen to the first lecture of the Wuxiang Academy.

Jiang Yun and the three of them still found a place in the back and sat cross-legged, and after about a cup of tea, Huiming, the first seat of Wuxiang Academy, walked into the main hall with his hands folded and walked into the main hall without hurrying, and walked to stand in front of the Wuxiang Buddha from the middle aisle, and he was followed by his eldest disciple Zhixin.

When all the disciples saw the first seat coming in, they all hurriedly got up, put their hands together and pronounced the Buddha's horn: "Amitabha." ”

Hui Ming also pronounced the Buddha's trumpet and said, "Amitabha, everyone sit down, and then start talking about Zen." ”

After the disciples sat down, Zhixin also found a place at the front and sat cross-legged.

After Huiming sat down on the futon, he said slowly: "Every spring, many people worship under my Shaolin Temple, and some of them come to this Wuxiang Temple. ”

Hui Ming vaguely glanced at Jiang Yun's location, and found that he had only been in the third level of the Spirit and God Realm for only a day, and he was a little suspicious in his heart, and it seemed that he had to ask Senior Brother Abbot what was going on.

Suddenly retract what you are thinking in your heart and finish today's meditation lecture.

"Before entering the Shaolin Temple, you all thought that one day you would be able to become an ancestor and a Buddha-like figure. But after I really went up the mountain, I found that every day was just a simple life and boring cultivation. Maybe you once wanted to be famous in the world, and you wanted to enjoy life; But you are so impetuous, but you want to see through this life; If one day what makes your heart can no longer move you, and what makes you angry can no longer anger you; What makes you sad can no longer make you cry, what you have paid for growth, you will know what this time, this life has given you.

So, every moment at the moment has to be perceived and experienced with your heart, this is all practice. Knowing that the years are quiet, there is no need to mess up the flowers, and you have already become a Buddha. ”

Sometimes, people will inexplicably believe that an unfamiliar person, and tell him a lot of things, this stranger can be a dark night, can be a curling morning, can be a crescent moon hanging in the dome for eternity, or a temple person who meets in the water, you have never been together for a while, you told him your past and secrets, happy and sad, those things that even your closest people don't know, you tell him all in one go, you don't have a goodbye when you part, the mountains and rivers have passed, and there will be no time after that, You feel safe.

When the bell rings in the early morning to wake up this Zen ancestral garden, all the disciples start a busy day. After the morning class, after breakfast in Wuguan Hall, Jiang Yun, Zikong and Zichen carried a wooden bucket in one hand, and together they carried water to their respective courtyards in the stream and river two miles away from the back mountain, which was something that every disciple who was still in the Spirit God Realm must do every day.

Jiang Yun is a guest living in Shaolin Temple, so naturally there is no need to do this, and no one will ask him to do this.

Although Jiang Yun doesn't understand much about what Hui Ming said, what everyone is doing must have a reason.

And this thing itself is a good exercise for one's own physical body.

Without the use of spiritual power, keeping a balance with both hands and carrying this wooden bucket full of water in one hand and walking two miles a day is indeed a good practice.

Because Zikong and Zichen are lay disciples, and their home is at the foot of the mountain, they can go down the mountain to visit their families one day a month.

Today is the day of mango planting, it is the busiest season for summer crops to mature and cultivate, Zikong and Zichen's home has planted a lot of wheat to harvest in time, so Jiang Yun followed them down the mountain and cut ears of wheat with them in the crop field.

Zichen's father is called Ji Song, and Zikong's father is called Fang Nanguo, both of whom moved here from their ancestors, and their cultivation talents are not good, and they are only in the realm of spirit and spirit, so they can plant some food, fruits and vegetables on the mountain here with peace of mind.

When Zichen and Zikong were six years old, the gods awakened, one was a mixed yuan stick and the other was a grizzly bear, and their talents were very good.

As long as there are children in the village who have awakened the gods, the Shaolin Temple will send someone to teach the "Peace of Mind Method", and after two years, they can go up the mountain to practice after reaching the sixth level of the spirit.

When going up the mountain, the Zichen Spirit God is sevenfold, and the Ziethereal Spirit God is sixfold. After practicing on the mountain for a year and a half, Zichen is now a spiritual god ninefold, and Zikong has also reached the ninefold spiritual spirit.

Jiang Yun put a bunch of cut ears of wheat on his hand, one by one, the wheat grains were inlaid on the ears of wheat like small droplets, and there were long wheat mangs, he made a few wheat grains and rubbed them on his hands, put them in his mouth and chewed them, and felt that his mouth was full of fragrance.

Zikong saw Jiang Yun's sweet food next to him, and said with a smile: "It would be more delicious if it was made into steamed buns." ”

Seeing his son smiling happily, Fang Nanguo straightened up and said, "Let your mother steam more at night, so that you can eat enough." ”

I don't know if it's because of the spirit god grizzly bear, Zikong never thinks too much about eating, and always feels that it is not enough.

At noon, Zichen and Zikong's mother came to deliver food, and after sitting on the ridge and eating, they also joined in the harvesting of the ears of wheat.

When the sun was in the west, Zichen and Zikong's mother went back to cook first, and Jiang Yun and the five of them continued to cut the ears of wheat with their hands and feet.

When the evening sun reflected the red western sky, the other farmers in the fields had already cut all the ears of wheat and were ready to go home.

Although Jiang Yun and the others have a lot of people, after all, he, Zichen and Zikong are not very proficient, and they are all cutting ears of wheat for the first time, but there is not much left, and at most there is still half an hour to finish cutting.

At this time, smoke and dust were billowing on the main road, and about 800 people were galloping towards the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, wearing white or yellow monks' robes, some of them holding white porcelain jars in their arms.