Chapter 129: Master and Straw Sandals

It is a rare good thing to enjoy happiness together, retreat to the second, to be accompanied by someone to endure hardships, not bad, Yanyang Guanyuan is such a mentality, and the surname Xu You Bachelor sleeps together, and has a chatting companion, it is really a fortunate thing for this trip, Jiuwei Taoist Luo Pingyang believes that he will look at people's faces, although the face of this negative scholar is somewhat inconsistent with the qi phase, revealing an unpredictable eccentricity, but no matter how bad it is, it will not be a wicked person, and he and his apprentice will not be guilty of others trying their best to cheat and deceive, even if they are meat buns, they add up to less than two hundred catties of meat。 Over time, some small secrets are no longer hidden, Xu Fengnian gradually learned that the prison of this unknown small Taoist temple is teaching very hard, and he is teaching his apprentices how to refine qi along the way, about a few stays and rests, Xu Fengnian paid out of his pocket to give silver, and the old Taoist does not mind him watching and listening, today the little apprentice sits cross-legged in the shade of the back stone on the bank of the weak water river according to the master's instructions, and his feet are crossed to make the Buddha Gate Vajra stumble, and he sits in the Taoist gate, the old Taoist carefully took out a few yellowed books from the bookcase, handed them to Xu Fengnian, stroked his beard and smiled: "It's not a secret, the poor road when he was young, the family was well-off, and he also read a lot of poetry and books, there are elders in the clan who are good Huang Lao, study the scriptures and study the Tao, and have followed the elder to refine the qi for a few years, and then the family fell in the middle of the road, and did not want to give up halfway, so he simply entered the Taoist temple to do the Taoist priest who ushered in the send, and read the classics and scriptures of the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism over the years, and finally picked out these three books. ”

Xu Fengnian took a look, it was the "Six Wonderful Gates" of Tiantai Sect's cultivation and meditation, the "Continuation of the Meditation Method" by Yuan Yuanfan, a scattered immortal figure in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the last one was actually the "Stages of the Path to Bodhi" by the Yellow Sect, the three books are a little obscure for ordinary people, but for the people in the three religions, it is not difficult to start, but the classics of Buddhism and Taoism are as vast as smoke, and it is enough to pick out these three books to prove that the old Taoist is not the kind of fake Taoist priest who wears a Taoist robe casually, and the three books are stable and proper, and the method of meditation is very gradual and gradual, unlike many scriptures pretending to be The words "I want to leave the world" are just tricks and tricks on words. Of course, if Luo Jian Yuan wants to use these three books that anyone can buy and copy at home to refine qi, it must be a fool's dream, but if the law is cultivated properly and diligently, it can cure illness and prolong life to a certain extent.

It is rare for an old Taoist to meet someone who is willing to listen to him show off his cultivation experience, his demeanor is very leisurely, he pointed to the back of the apprentice, and has the heart to give this young man some guidance: "Xu Gongzi, you see that the backbone of this apprentice of the poor road is straight, like the stacking of an abacus, which is exquisite." ”

The old Taoist priest sold a pass and asked with a smile: "Has Xu Gongzi ever seen ginseng?"

Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "I've seen it a few times by luck." ”

The old Taoist priest squinted his eyes and said, "That's a good thing." Poor Dao followed the elders to practice Taoism when he was young, and saw a few old ginseng, which was picked from the two Liao regions of the Liyang Dynasty, and was as thick as an arm. All in all, all things are born with spirits, especially this ginseng, and the branches of a ginseng plant must be curled into knots, in order to cultivate the source and prevent the essence from leaking out. This is also the case for my generation of Taoists to meditate and breathe. There is also meditation, the tongue has to lick the roof of the palate slightly, the baby without growing teeth sleeps, to put it simply, these are only the foundation of the Tao, in fact, not past the threshold, want to enter the house, difficult, the poor road reads the books, and as soon as there is spare money in hand, go to the broken family to purchase books, the book has its own Yan Ruyu Qianzhong Su, the poor road is a person outside the party, just want to find immortality in the pile of paper, so many years down did not dare to say what he really cultivated, Taoism vomited luck, there are twelve floors to say, but now the poor road is only consciously cultivated to the fifth or sixth floor, alas, so there is a monk to climb the building such as into Shu is really difficult to climb to the sky。 Some people who burn incense praise me as a real person and a god, which is really embarrassing. This trip to Qilin Zhenren rumored that the world, the Daode Sect wanted to repair the "Dao Collection", the collection of the world's Taoist books, and he was not afraid of Xu Gongzi's jokes when he said it, and the poor Dao was not rushing to the water and land dojo, but just wanted to go to any of the Taoist temples of the Daode Sect to help with miscellaneous work, not to mention others, and be content with a few more glances at the lonely fragments, and the trivial things such as accommodation and food, the poor Dao and the disciples dealt with it. ”

The old Taoist apprentice was swaying, dazed, physically exhausted, drowsy, and looked unable to support meditation, the old Taoist priest was very nervous, and whispered to Xu Fengnian: "The poor Taoist disciple has a good talent, compared to the poor Tao, you see that he is a sign of the rise and fall of the sea of qi, when the eyes are opened or closed, there will be a scene of fireflies or hooks and chains, which proves that the cultivation is small." After the poor road cultivated the two great powers of ear and eye, he took this pass, but he suffered a lot, and at first he vainly used his intention to go to the dantian, and his face was full of red light for a while, thinking that he had succeeded in preaching, and then he realized that he had gone astray, and now he turned back to teach the disciple's heart, so he took too many detours. ”

Daoist Luo said with high interest, never thought that the apprentice almost fell, and said weakly: "Master, I am hungry." ”

The apprentice's demolition made the old Taoist lose face, and he was so angry that he smashed a chestnut on the child's head, "Eat and eat, you will know how to eat." You unmotivated foodie!"

If the child is not present with outsiders, it doesn't hurt to be reprimanded and scolded by the master, but he has no good impression of the young scholar since they met, and he feels that he has lost face at this time, and his red eyes are fiercely staring at Luo Daoren。

The old Taoist is out of sight, and said to Xu Fengnian seriously: "Taoist practice, even if you see the firefly hook chain, but if you don't have the right law, you will still be reprimanded by Zen Buddhism as the head of light and shadow, this is half because Buddhism starts from the mind, does not pay attention to physical tempering, and there is no Taoist inner dan, so it is regarded as an obstacle." The other half is indeed suspected of going mad, and if the son is interested in studying meditation, he must not ignore it. It's just that the poor road is also a blind man crossing the river and groping blindly, in his own words, he is cultivating the truth through falsehood, and he is afraid that saying it will make the real people in the Grand View laugh to death. The poor path is limited to qualifications, and so far I have not been able to smell sandalwood, not to mention those who have ascended to the Tao, even those little immortals, which are also out of reach. Poor Dao, this apprentice, is also a hard-working child, although he is not sensible, his roots and heart are not bad, Poor Dao thinks that he can suffer less in the future, Xu Gongzi should not blame him for having a stinky face all day long, the child is too young, he has walked thousands of miles, and the soles of his feet have changed several layers of calluses. ”

Xu Fengnian smiled and shook his head: "Luo Jian Yuan's words are serious, I have no children. No child's face is good when they see me. ”

Luo Daoren sighed softly: "We people, it's like a glass of shaking turbid water, after standing still, you can see the dirt at the bottom of the cup." If you are sick, you know that your body is suffering, and when you are healthy, you are busy in chaos. ”

Xu Fengnian thought for a while, nodded and said: "An empty house, it seems to be clean, only when the sun shines through the window, can you know that there are thousands of dust." In the Daomen, people enter a product, and as soon as they enter, they refer to the Xuan Realm, which is probably the perception in this movement and stillness. ”

After entering the King Kong Realm, regardless of the waterfall and river, you can vaguely see a kind of residual trajectory as thin as a hair, if you reach the Finger Xuan Realm, can you produce a kind of foreknowledge? Xu Fengnian fell into contemplation, and Luoyang in the Mausoleum of Emperor Qin peeled off the cocoon outside the bronze gate, which brought him great shock.

Luo Daoren chewed it, and then said with a look of fascination: "A grade realm, poor Dao dare not think about it." ”

The three of them have been moving along the weak water to the northwest, every time they stop and rest, they are sleeping on the water under the starlight, and after the last rest, Xu Fengnian will be separated from the pair of masters and apprentices the next day, the latter rushed to the Yellow River, and then took a boat along the Yellow River against the current, and went to Daodaozong to participate in the huge water and land dojo, Xu Fengnian did not have to turn around, and then walked half a year to see the ultimate target of the trip to Beimang. This night, the summer and autumn seasons meet, the stars hang in the sky, a Milky Way is bright overhead, the sky is low in the north, it seems almost within reach, Xu Fengnian sat on the edge of the weak water river in a daze, gathered his thoughts, turned his head to look, Luo Daoren's little apprentice stood not far away, hesitated, saw Xu Fengnian's gaze, turned around and ran, but ran out of the Lu for more than a dozen steps and stopped his figure, turned around and walked reluctantly to the river.

The child didn't like Xu Fengnian's face, and he didn't know why Lu Dao was willing to take the initiative to speak tonight, after sitting down, the two were silent, and finally the child couldn't stand it, and asked: "The surname is Xu, have you heard of the saying that the Tao is one foot tall and the magic is one foot high?"

Xu Fengnian nodded.

The child frowned, and asked solemnly: "One zhang is always higher than one foot, right? Every time I ask Master why the Demon is nine feet taller than the Tao, Master can't say why, he always changes the topic, do you understand?"

Xu Fengnian smiled: "I don't understand it either." ”

The child pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "You don't have much knowledge, you can't even meditate, and you have to be taught by my master." ”

Xu Fengnian nodded and said: "Your master is already very knowledgeable, otherwise he would not be able to be the prison of your Yanyangguan, and I am not ashamed to compare to him." ”

The child said proudly: "Everyone says that my master is accurate in fortune telling!"

Xu Fengnian looked at the weak water swaying on the surface of the river with the fine starlight, and did not make a sound.

The child told the truth, "Master asked me to come and thank you before going to bed, I didn't want to, but he is my master, so I have to listen to him." ”

Xu Fengnian laughed at himself: "You are a sincere person. ”

The child was no longer happy to take care of the fellow, resting his head on his bent knees, looking at the weak water in a daze.

He turned his head and said slowly: "Crossing the river that day, I really saw a female water ghost in a red robe, do you believe it or not?"

Xu Fengnian smiled: "Letter." ”

As he spoke, a bright red in the weak water swam away.

Xu Fengnian thought for a while, took out a stack of straw sandals from the bookcase, there were three pairs, and took out two pairs for the child, "Originally, I only made one pair, but when I saw you, I made two more pairs." If you don't dislike it, you should be a parting gift. ”

The child was surprised, hesitated for a moment, and still took two pairs of straw sandals, now he really didn't hate the scholar in front of him.

The child hugged the straw sandals, fed them, and asked curiously: "You can also weave straw sandals, so who do you give?"

Xu Fengnian looked at the water calmly and said softly: "You have a master, and I also have a master." ”