Su Han took advantage of the fact that there was no one in the car, quietly got out of the car, glanced at the map of the service area, and he had arrived in Chengdu.

There is only one small restaurant in this service area, and in order to save money, Su Han only bought two steamed buns, and then went to the supermarket to buy a bag of mustard and a bottle of mineral water, and found a place where no one was to eat.

After eating a steamed bun, his stomach finally had a little bottom, Su Han nodded Zimo's head, and the little guy kicked his furry paws, stretched his waist, and slowly opened his eyelids.

Su Han broke a small piece of steamed bread, crushed it in his hand, and fed it to Zimo's mouth, Zimo got up and smelled it, it seemed that he was also a little hungry, this small body actually ate half a steamed bun, and drank a small half bottle of water, and then hid in Su Han's arms and continued to sleep.

Su Han shook his head, finished eating the rest of the food, and when he went back to look for the car, he found that the bus had already driven away.

Su Han was a little flustered at first, and then said to himself with a wry smile: "I'm not here to travel." ”

Late at night, Su Han came to a dark corner with Zimo in his arms, and the exhaled water vapor slowly dissipated in the moonlight, and he was a little stunned for a while.

"Little brother...... Brother? ‘’

Su Han, who was in a daze, was shaken awake, and by the moonlight, Su Han could see that the other party was a monk in a red robe, about sixty or seventy years old, thin, not tall, with solid muscles on his bare arms, half of his beard looked like he hadn't shaved for a long time, and his face was full of deep wrinkles, only his eyes were full of inspiration, and there was no twilight that ordinary old people should have.

Su Han hurriedly stood up and bowed slightly: "Master, do you have something?" For some reason, he felt that the old monk in front of him might not be an ordinary person.

The old man smiled kindly, a little modest: "Little brother, can you make it convenient and give food to eat?" ”

Su Han blinked and nodded: "Master, please." ”

Su Han took the old monk to buy two steamed buns, and the two sat on the side of the road and chatted.

Su Han asked, "Master, where are you going?" ”

The old man took a small bite of steamed buns and replied unhurriedly: "Enter Tibet." ”

Su Han looked around and said strangely: "Master, there are so many people around here, why did you go to such a remote place to find me?" And I don't see any buses here, did you come by car? ”

The old man smiled and said with a little meaning: "People in the same way are naturally easier to talk to, and besides, I came here." ”

Su Han was taken aback: "Where are you from?" ”

The old man pointed to the east: "Qixia Temple." ”

Su Han grew his mouth: "How long do you have to walk for more than 1,600 kilometers?" ”

The old man said, "It's been seven days. ”

Su Han was taken aback, then he reacted and asked in a low voice, "You...... Are you a practitioner? ”

The old man smiled dumbly: "Cultivators are also human beings, so there is no need to be so mysterious. Little brother, I see that your cultivation is not shallow, you should have the guidance of a master, right? I don't know how long I've been practicing, and where is my teacher? ”

Su Han wilted all of a sudden, and sighed: "I've only been practicing for a little more than half a year, Master, she's ...... I'm sick and I'm going to find medicine that will cure her. ”

The old man looked at him in surprise: "Half a year? Seriously? ”

Su Han nodded: "Hmm." ”

The old man thought for a moment, ate the steamed bun in his hand, and asked, "Little brother, I don't know if I can let the old man count a hexagram?" ”

Su Han became vigilant: "Master, you won't be a liar, right?" Isn't fortune-telling the job of a Taoist priest? ”

The old man laughed: "The old man's name is Huairen, and he is the forty-sixth generation descendant of the Rinzai Sect, so he is not a liar. ”

Su Han groaned: "Then you are not a monk of Qixia Temple, right?" ”

Huairen looked at him in surprise: "That's right, it's just to discuss the Fa with Senior Brother Longxiang." ”

Su Han nodded: "Then can you see anything?" ”

Huairen smiled and said, "Actually, I have been observing you for a long time, and from you, I feel the smell of the Heavenly Tribulation...... You're from Haibei City, right? ”

Su Han suddenly became nervous, his legs secretly exerted his strength, as long as Huairen had the slightest intention to make a move, he would run immediately.

Seeing him like this, Huairen couldn't help laughing: "If the old man makes a move, can the little brother be sure to escape?" ”

Su Han smiled awkwardly, but there was still a look of vigilance between his eyebrows.

Huairen shook his head: "You don't have to be nervous, I won't ask about worldly things, and everyone has their own fate, some people die is a certainty, and some people survive is also a certainty, people live in the world, they are worthy of heaven and earth, and they are worthy of their hearts, just fine." ”

Su Han slowly relaxed and said with a smile: "What the master said is right! ”

Huairen couldn't cry or laugh: "Okay, don't play the young man's trick with me, this time you caused a lot of trouble, I heard that your father is busy and can't find you anywhere, but it's a little troublesome." "000 Literature

Su Han said: "Master, do you know my father?" Haven't you been on the road this week? How do you know so clearly? ”

Huairen took out a Nokia from his arms and said with a smile: "This thing is very resistant!" ”

Su Han was stunned for a moment, and also laughed, he rarely used his mobile phone since he started practicing, after all, it was very troublesome when the mobile phone rang when he was settled.

"That'...... Who sent you the message? "He just committed the crime, Haibei City has not completely fried the pot, and there are no outsiders present when he survives the catastrophe.

Huai Ren said: "It is also a descendant, surnamed Chu, and he is already a cultivator of the immortal golden body at a young age, if it is really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, haha." ”

Su Han's heart moved, he seemed to have a little impression, Chu Zimo seemed to have told him such a thing at the beginning, and when he built the foundation by himself, it seemed that he was also helping from it.

Su Han said, "Then, master, what do you think I should do now?" ”

Huairen shook his head: "Only you can decide what you do, not me telling you how to do it." ”

Su Han was a little confused: "Then can you give me some guidance?" ”

Huairen sighed: "Alas, you kid, don't you understand? No one can dictate which way you go, no one. ”

Su Han opened his mouth and slowly closed it again, he seemed to understand what Huairen meant, it was not that he didn't want to give him instructions, but he felt that he was ...... Not eligible!

Su Han suddenly felt terrible, had all this happened already calculated?

Huairen pronounced a Buddha horn and said: "Don't worry, Taoism pays attention to purity and inaction, can afford to take it, can put it down, it is a comfortable person, and looking forward and backward is a taboo in practice." ”

Su Han came back to his senses and nodded: "Thank you for your advice." ”

Huairen smiled and said: "I can't talk about pointing, it's almost dawn, it's time to take a rest and go on the road." ”

As soon as the sky was faintly bright, a faint morning sun dispelled the cold air deposited in the winter night, and the old and the young were motionless, if it were not for the snort of nothingness, I am afraid that some people would think that they had returned to the west.

The two opened their eyes almost at the same time, looked at each other and smiled, Su Han helped Huairen up and said, "Master, we should go." ”

Huairen nodded and asked, "It's feasible to walk four hundred miles of mountain roads today?" ”

Su Han smiled: "Don't say four hundred miles, it's four thousand miles, since the master can go, then I can also go!" ”

Huairen laughed: "If it's really a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers, it's good!" Then let's talk about it, don't shout tired. ”

The two rode the rising sun, strode the meteor, traveled westward along the highway, crossed the mountains and mountains, trekked through mountains and rivers, Su Han grew up in the city since he was a child, where have he ever seen the lofty mountains and mountains of Bashu, and the moat is extremely dangerous? Not to mention walking on this cliff, if you are not careful, you will die without a place to bury.

But Huairen seemed to be walking on the ground, the speed did not decrease at all, and after turning a corner, the person was gone, Su Han raised his breath to pursue, but he was injured, so he had to grit his teeth and insist, and when he saw Huairen again, the distance between the two was getting farther and farther.

After walking for more than 100 miles, it was not until noon that Huairen stopped by the small river in the valley, Su Han was moved to tears, this old monk actually knew to stop and rest.

Huairen's face did not change, meditating and chanting by the river, Su Han was almost so tired that he stuck out his tongue, fell beside Huairen, and said, "Master, can we go another way?" ”

Huairen didn't answer, but said: "The qi goes away from the canopy, the gods gather in the body, divide the eight veins, and the blood is full of energy." ”

Su Han was stunned for a moment, subconsciously followed his words, condensed the true yuan, passed through the Huagai acupoint, and gathered in the Jizhong acupoint, but in this way, the real yuan was depressed and not dispersed, and his chest was like being hammered hard, and he couldn't breathe at all.

Su Han blocked the eight veins in turn, and at this time, something magical happened, the true yuan that was originally depressed in his chest slowly unfolded, gently filling the major meridians, and exhaling a mouthful of turbid breath was unprecedentedly pleasant.

After Su Han finished cultivating, he hurriedly got up and saluted: "Thank you master for healing my injuries." ”

Huairen opened his eyes and smiled: "Smart and intelligent, with outstanding talents, it deserves to be ...... Song Yuntian's son. He was halfway through his speech, and seemed to swallow something, but he didn't hesitate for a long time, and Su Han didn't feel any different.

Huairen got up and said, "Let's go, there are still thousands of miles to go." ”

Su Han responded, but he didn't feel tired at this time, he only felt that he could be healed before entering Tibet.

After another seven days, the two finally arrived in Lhasa after a long journey, and at a glance, the sky was as clear as a rippling lake, and the air seemed to hide a refreshing factor.

Su Han took a deep breath and couldn't help but sigh: "People say that high places are good for cultivation, but now it really makes some sense." ”

Huairen smiled and said, "Let's find a place nearby to fix it, and I'll take you into the palace tomorrow." ”

Su Han was stunned: "Enter the palace?" ”

Huairen said: "The person I want to see is in the Potala Palace, so naturally I want to enter the palace." ”

Su Han thought for a moment and said, "I have seen that the lamas here seem to be practicing tantra, and they say that they are Tibetan Buddhism, is there any difference between the two?" ”

Huairen took Su Han into the nearest B&B and explained: "Tantra is Buddhism, and what is promoted is Buddhism, and there is no difference between the two. ”

"There are many schools of Tantra, which can be roughly divided into the 'Lower Three Tantras' and the 'Supreme Yoga Tantra', the former referring to the 'Matter Tantra', the 'Doing Tantra' and the 'Yoga Tantra', and the latter being divided into the three levels of 'Arising Stage', 'Perfection Stage' and 'Great Perfection'."