Sincere!

The sharp firewood knife fell, and a large gap opened in the emerald green bamboo body.

Chen Yu's knife was held very steadily, and another knife slashed at the side of the same height. The two openings are opposite, and the hollow bamboo heart is exposed. I saw him push it gently, and after a bang, the whole bamboo suddenly broke and fell, and the bamboo leaves rang into a sound, and finally fell to the ground.

Take a few steps forward, grab the middle section and lift it up to your eyes to look at it and gesture, shake your head and sigh after a while, and put it back on the ground.

Behind him, there were a lot of spotted bamboos lying horizontally, about a dozen, tall, short, fat and thin, but obviously none of them satisfied him.

Rolling up his sleeves, Chen Yu continued to choose.

In fact, his requirements are really not too high, but he can't see the part that is hidden by the branches and leaves clearly when he stands on the ground, so he chose several lower sections in a row that he liked, but the results were all wrong in the middle and upper parts, either twisted or too thick.

Fortunately, there is enough bamboo here, so I don't have to worry about finding it.

Cuckoo~

Cuckoo~

The sun was setting over the clouds, and it was noon. The birds chirped louder and louder, and their cries varied in the mountains and forests.

Wow!

The grass trembled, and a slick spotted bamboo flew out of it and fell to the ground. Then I saw Chen Yu leaning out, still stained with fallen leaves, and looked down while twisting and picking.

The bamboo body is verdant, and the branches that originally grew were shaved clean by him, not smooth to the touch, with a slight prickly feeling like fluff.

I tried the feel before, so-so, but there are still a few processes behind, and it will not be too bad when the finished product comes out.

Catching a small fish in the mountains shouldn't be a big problem.

Qingtai Mountain is surrounded by rivers on three sides, but the location of Yunheguan is closer to the west, that is, the direction of the Baiqi Mountains, there are many mountains and hills, and there are few rivers and lakes.

In the mountains, there is no shortage of cold pools and secluded springs, and there are many gurgling mountain streams, but this kind of place can not raise big fish, the waterhole that Chen Yu originally wanted to go to is located in the dense forest, surrounded by several big stones, it is a natural deep pool.

Someone keeps saying that there is something big, but in fact, he knows what is going on in his heart.

When it comes to fishing, it's all about fishing, not fishing.

Speaking of the present, Chen Yu, who had cut down the green bamboo, did not return directly to the Taoist temple, but carried the bamboo down the hill, put it at the intersection, and then tightened his shoulders and carried the basket, turned around and went on another road.

The purpose of coming out this morning is not as simple as cutting down a piece of bamboo.

Trekking on the path, leaning against the rocks on both sides, the firewood knife in his hand sometimes slashed vertically and obliquely, cutting off the thorny thorn wood that stood in front of him.

The bushes and grass in this mountain are growing really fast, it has only been half a month since the last time I came, and the same road, which was broken a lot at that time, has become extraordinarily lush again in just ten days.

Chen Yu went up, and followed this trail that was stepped out of at some point and went straight into the depths of Qingtai Mountain.

Soon, the green rocks faded away, and the terrain became gentle. After two more moments, the hills with ancient roots fell into his eyes.

Lots of greenery.

This time, however, he didn't go straight into the woods, but walked all the way to the edge. As he walked forward, he recalled, and in a short time he came to a depression.

Ahead, a deep pit is half-hidden under the lawn, and the loess turns out of the ground, and the broken roots of plants and trees can be seen.

After walking a few more steps, you will find a steep cliff, seven or eight feet high, with a dead log lying on your back on the bottom rock.

Only half of the wood was covered with moss and green grass, the bark was cracked, and there seemed to be a dark hole in the place where it leaned against the stone wall, as if it had been dug by some animal to make a home.

Chen Yu only glanced at it and then retracted his gaze, he came to the edge of the cliff, half a step away from the deep pit, and did not dare to get closer, so as not to step on the air and fall down carelessly.

The soil in this place is not very compact, otherwise it would not have collapsed in the heavy rain last month, and the tree fell down along with it.

Leave a big hole.

He leaned down and looked along the mountain wall, and after a while he seemed to have made a discovery, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

I saw a jagged mass of fern clinging to a crack in the stone.

The most striking thing is the orange fruit wrapped in a blade of grass.

"It's ripe."

Chen Yu's eyes were sharp, and he saw the pale red spots on the fruit.

So without delay, the person lay on the ground and reached out directly to touch it. The big hand grabbed the grass and pulled it off with a little force.

When I got up, I took it and looked through it, only to find that there was more than one fruit in it, but there were few orange ones, and most of the others were either green or rotten.

However, Chen Yu was quite satisfied, a month and a half ago when he went up the mountain, he happened to see this orange silver grass, and he saw that the fruit was still small, so he waited for more than a month, and today he wanted to stop by to see, and it was indeed ripe.

Turned over the grass blades, counted them carefully, there were a total of four orange silver fruits, according to the recipe in memory, a box of Baiyunsan should be enough, if the ingredients are sufficient, maybe you can get another box out.

Bai Yunsan is a prescription he found when he sorted out the memories of his predecessor, and it is not a famous elixir, after all, Yunheguan has always adhered to the principle of pure Ming, and he is a member of the Pure Ming Law School, and there is no inheritance of the Danding Law School.

Among the four major sects of Danding, Hesha, Shanfu and Jingming, only the Danding sect specializes in lead and mercury, and other sects rarely involve it.

It's just that the Danding method is not very popular among the Taoist groups of Daliang, and the Zhengyang Guan, who is regarded as the leader, takes the path of the Hesha Law and cultivates the Pure Ming Law. Only Zhenwu Mountain has opened a secondary vein in recent decades, called Lingdan Peak, majoring in the Danding Method, but the other mainstream is still the Hesha Method.

Due to the prosperity of Taoism, there are differences in sects from place to place.

Systematically, the Daomen of this world can be distinguished according to the following three categories.

First, in terms of the Taoist vein, that is, the Zhengyang Concept and Zhenwu Mountain mentioned earlier, are the world's manifest sects.

Second, in order to learn theories, there are four major avenues, such as Zhenyi, Qingwei Dao, Qianyang Dao, and Taiping Dao.

Third, the theory of law revision is called the Fa School. Specifically, the four mentioned above. The Taoist sect focuses on the cultivation of the mind, but also pursues freedom and leisure, and the cultivation of qi and longevity. However, as far as he knew, no one had really practiced anything. Those few who say that they have achieved great success in cultivation and even soared in the day, they really can't say whether they are grandstanding or have hallucinations because of their stupid brain cultivation.

Nowadays, most of the realms of Dharma cultivation are still just fantasies of Taoist priests, staying in books and theories.

At least Chen Yu flipped through the "Huajing Ten Lives Record" that specializes in the practice of the Pure Ming Method, and he chattered with gods, once he reached the specific realm, he either flashed or blurred, and only gave a general description.

This level should be like this, and then it can be like this, okay, the rest is up to the Taoist friends themselves to comprehend.

It can be called a brain hole competition.

But then again, no matter how illusory and untrue the ideas of these masters of the Taoist sect are, at least the ideas on which they stand have not changed, and what they write is still commendable when it comes to meditation and enlightenment and education as the foundation of people.

This is also the reason why Chen Yu likes to read Taoist scriptures.

It's funny and philosophical, and who doesn't love it.

……

Put the orange and silver grass in the waist bag that you carry close to you - as for the back basket, it is for other things.

After packing up, Chen Yu bowed down and entered the lush woods beside him.

I didn't take two steps before I saw a gray chicken fir with a gray top and a snow-white inner inside hiding in a corner of the root of the tree like an umbrella.

He's smiling, good guy, and it's just coming to the door.