Xiangyunguan is actually not small, just because a true Taoist is not good at business, resulting in the decline of incense, and it is difficult to call it a famous view and a big view without money. In terms of the wide area, it is actually not inferior to the Big Buddha Temple above.

The Taoist temple is divided into three entrances, the first entry is the dojo paved with white stone, the dojo is the Zhenwu Palace, and the Zhenwu Hall is the second into the Sanqing Palace, that is, Yan Yudeng is the master of the view, and Xu Changsheng competes with each other for the short and long.

The third entrance includes the auspicious cloud peak and the back garden, as well as the cloud house where the master and his disciples rest. It is said that every rainy season, the auspicious cloud peak will be locked by the clouds and mist, you can climb the peak to catch the clouds, and look at the sky with your hands, and the Taoist temple is also named after it.

If it's a sunny day, standing on Xiangyun Peak, you can also see a sea of flowers. Yizhen Dao Chang is a person who loves to live at home and has a loose temperament but is not lacking in romance, and this flower garden that has been taken care of over the past few decades can be regarded as a scene of auspicious clouds, not to mention the heart of a little girl like Qingping'er, even Xu Changsheng, a big man who has half entered the Daomen, also likes it very much.

"Brother Changsheng, you are really strange. Didn't you make a bet with that little girl yesterday? Why don't you go and settle your 10 million quickly, why do you come here to look like a flower? If you want me to say, you shouldn't have made any bet with that little girl yesterday, you really surrendered your identity. ”

Today, Xu Changsheng didn't drag Qingping'er to practice, and the master just left, so he still has to give this little girl who is full of 'truancy' and playfulness some space. He sat cross-legged on Xiangyun Peak, his eyes half-open and half-closed, looking at the large sea of flowers under the peak.

There are many varieties in the flower garden, there are peonies, lily ~ lily, peony, brocade, thousand days red, like a small botanical garden, Xu Changsheng is not the same as ordinary people who watch flowers, trance, heart and far-reaching, both appreciate the spiritual beauty of flowers, but do not put their whole body and mind into it.

This feeling is very mysterious, and there is an indescribable high ~ forced style, which makes the old ghost Lou Jiandong, who had just come out of the gourd, keep looking him up and down.

Yesterday, Xu Changsheng and Yan Yu's hall fought each other and finally decided on a gamble, Lou Jiandong saw it really, in his old ghost's opinion, Xu Changsheng's approach was simply incredible, you are a little real person who has thunder and electricity between his fingers and does not ask for immortal fruits, but he comes to compete with a little girl with a mortal body?

In the eyes of this old ghost who is more than 300 years old, Yan Yu is a nursing child, and Xu Changsheng, a 'little real person', is simply full of food to compete with a milk baby.

There had just been a heavy rain last night, and it turned into a drizzly cloudy day in the morning, Lou Jiandong hid under a dwarf pine, and from a distance it looked like a three-foot villain wrapped in a hazy black mist.

In order to show his loyalty that day, he took the initiative to disperse the three souls and seven spirits, and was marked with a five-ghost talisman by Xu Changsheng, which was a great injury to his vitality, and he didn't know how many years it would take to return to his former appearance.

"It's only 10 million, what's the hurry, don't you say it's a little girl, are you still worried that I won't lose to her?"

Xu Changsheng still looked at the sea of flowers under the peak, and chuckled lightly: "As for this gamble, maybe it seems to you that it's a joke."

It's normal for you to feel this way as a three- or four-hundred-year-old monster, that's because you were dedicated to studying before you were alive, and then you were obsessed with martial arts.

An old monster like you, where will you understand that there is also a saying of refining the Tao in the red dust, this Tao can be the way of heaven and earth, the way of the immortals, but more of it is the way of the little people, the little people fly and the dogs, and the grievances are intertwined, isn't it the way?

That little girl named Yan Yu didn't stay in Yanjing, but she came to Chudu to be a young and graceful female crown, it won't be because she is a lover of cosplay, right?

This is actually her way, as for me, whether it is a little real person or an ordinary person Xu Changsheng, in fact, how much difference is there? One day I can't live forever and enter the legendary fairy world, and I have to live in this world one day, with some faith, some contempt, some commitment, and some love and hatred.

Sometimes it seems to go with the flow and be pushed forward by fate, but in fact, isn't this the process of refining the heart in the red dust?"

Lou Jiandong stared at Xu Changsheng with wide eyes, although he said that he had more than 300 years of cultivation, from humans to ghosts, he had all been killed all the way, and he was a ghost cultivator, when did he figure out these things and listen to them~ Ge Tegao's truth? Suddenly Xu Changsheng was a little confused, and pondered for a long time before tilting his 'little head' and said: "It's too profound, I don't understand it...... But you said so much, so you ran to the peak to see the flowers?"

Lou Jiandong also tried to learn from Xu Changsheng to appreciate the sea of flowers under the peak, but he gave up after working hard for a while, feeling that the person who did this kind of thing was either an innocent little girl or a flower ~ idiot, I really couldn't figure out what Xu Changsheng was crazy about.

"You are cultivating the path of killing, although you are fierce and making rapid progress, but it is not a serious path of cultivation after all......"

Xu Changsheng looked at Lou Jiandong, who was less than three feet tall, and said with a smile: "You only know that Qingfeng in your hand can kill the world, but do you know how to look at flowers?"

"Looking at the flowers?"

Lou Jiandong was stunned for a while, obviously they were all ghosts, and he couldn't help but reach out and touch his head: "What's so difficult about this? Who wouldn't look at flowers, Yueru loved flowers the most when she was still alive, and I also planted a plum tree for her, she likes it very much." ”

"You are a scholar, haven't you read the Zhuangzi? Zhuangzi said, 'Communion with the spirit of heaven and earth' is actually the principle of looking at flowers and seeing the world. ”

"Zhuangzi?"

Lou Jiandong was admitted to Xiucai before his death, of course he knew who Zhuangzi was, and he had also roughly read Zhuangzi's works, but when he was famous, he relied on Confucian classics and Bagu Wen, where did he have the time and energy to study Lao Zhuang's things?

Later, he angrily abandoned literature and martial arts, and devoted himself to martial arts, and he didn't have time to go to the camp in the old paper book. Although he also embarked on the path of cultivation after death, ghost cultivation is very different from that of human cultivators, relying mostly on his own chance and countless practical explorations, who has ever seen an old ghost hold a Taoist book to study?

"For monks, the most important thing is to grasp their own 'living time', which is the realm of 'one yang coming and going' that Taoist doctors value the most, which is a short process of activating the vitality of the human body.

Whether it can overflow the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, so that the mana gradually becomes majestic, and then become a real person whose law is like the abyss of the sea and whose mana is boundless, depends on whether it can master the living son, and extend the time for it to be activated as much as possible.

However, whether it is an ordinary person or a cultivator, the time of life is fixed and short-lived and uncontrolled, this is the law of heaven and man, and to change is to go against the sky.

So what does it mean to go against the sky?"

The master of ghosts and servants, in fact, is a saying, Xu Changsheng didn't really take Lou Jiandong as a slave, otherwise he wouldn't have asked him to call himself 'Brother Changsheng', seeing that he was a ghost cultivator, it was really pitiful, so I wanted to take this opportunity to remind one or two.

Lou Jiandong reacted very quickly, and immediately asked, "Then how should you go against the sky?"

Xu Changsheng smiled slightly: "This matter is complicated and complicated, and it is simple to say simple." The so-called 'Mei Jiliu' and 'Mulberry Pear' are not enough to do it themselves, so they have to borrow their strength......"