In the blink of an eye, it was the early morning of the sixth day, and the deadline set by the old man was less than two days away. In the past five days or so, Yan Fang tried almost all the methods he could think of: reading the book upside down, interpreting it in a way similar to interpreting Tibetan poems, and running his true qi when reading a book... But none of them worked, and I am still confused, and I can't find the direction to solve the problem.

It's already Chenshi, as usual, Yan Fang is already on the way to Liu Xiaomei's steamed bun shop at this time, but today he is still dealing with Zhou Gong. The deadline is getting closer and closer, and Yan Fang is also very anxious, and he will study the book "Guanshan Miscellaneous Talks" whenever he has time. He tosses until he falls asleep every day when he is ugly, and he is physically and mentally exhausted and oversleeps today.

"Knock Knock"

"Senior brother, open the door quickly!"

Yan Fang, who was still asleep, was awakened by a muffled knock on the door.

"Here we are. ”

Yan Fang opened the door sleepily, and it took a while to see the person in front of him: Li Dafa.

"Senior brother, why do you disturb people's dreams early in the morning, I am making love with the second lady of Wang Yuanwai's family" After speaking, he walked back to the bed, ready to continue sleeping. Li Dafa grabbed the placket of his clothes.

"Don't sleep, Miss Wan'er is going to Baiyun Temple to repay her vows today. Aunt Liu asked the two of us to follow, did you forget?"

Yan Fang suddenly came back to his senses and remembered that there was this matter, Aunt Liu had only explained it yesterday, but she was thinking about cracking the secret of the book by herself, and she didn't take this matter to heart.

"Hurry up and pack up, we'll be off in a minute. Li Dafa urged.

Yan Fang slowly washed his face and rinsed his mouth, changed into clean clothes, and when he left the door, he found that everyone else had already packed up and was chatting at the door.

The girl in the center, with slender eyebrows, bright eyes and bright teeth, and a white complexion, is the protagonist of this trip, Miss Wan'er. At this time, she was full of spring, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and she was very happy to talk with Aunt Liu and others, and she could see that she was in a very good mood.

Miss Wan'er, whose real name is Zhao Wan'er, was originally the daughter of a general judge in Yuezhou City, three years ago there was a major fraud case in the Yuezhou State Trial, the whole country was shocked, the emperor ordered a thorough investigation, and the implication was widespread, overnight, dozens of officials were dismissed, Zhao Wan'er's father was also implicated, and finally exiled to Bianzhou, Zhao Wan'er was also sold into Cuiming Building, from the young lady of the general judge family to the laughing Wan'er girl in Cuiming Building on the shore of Moon Lake.

It may be that Wan'er girl Fuhui has a double cultivation, or a pious wish in front of the Sanqing statue of Baiyun Temple a year ago that moved the heavens. Miss Wan'er's life is about to rise back to the top of the clouds after falling from the top of the clouds to the bottom.

Not long ago, a new Zhenzhou general was transferred from Yuezhou, named Zhou Yunhu, who was originally fighting in the north, and was transferred back to his hometown of Yuezhou to serve as the general of Zhenzhou because of his brave combat and countless meritorious contributions. On the day of his appointment, at the invitation of a group of wealthy squires in Yuezhou, he came to the lakeside of this moon lake to enjoy, and also came to Cuiming Tower, this week the general is a temperamental person, after the death of the original partner a few years ago, he has not continued the string, and he has no intention of this Fengyue thing, because he can not resign the enthusiasm of everyone, he reluctantly followed, but he did not expect this unintentional move to promote a marriage, and the Wan'er girl in Cuiming Lou fell in love at first sight, and after that day, he often came to Cuiming Lou to find Wan'er girl to tell each other his heartfelt feelings, the two fell in love, Zhou Yunhu immediately ransomed for Wan'er girl, and he was going to marry her in a few days。

Happiness fell from the sky, and while rejoicing that she could meet her lover in love with her in the darkest time of her life, she also sincerely thanked the Sanqing master in Baiyun Temple. So there is today's wish to pay off.

Because the other people accompanying her were all female dependents, for fear of accidents, Aunt Liu asked Li Dafa and Yan Fang to accompany her.

Baiyun Temple is located in Baiyun Mountain in the west of Yuezhou City, it is the Taoist temple with the most incense in Yuezhou, and there are many good men and women who make pious wishes in front of Sanqing Temple every day. Although Baiyun Mountain is high, it is not steep, and the mountain road is spacious, and horse-drawn carriages can easily travel on the mountain road.

Yan Fang lifted the carriage curtain and looked at the green water and green mountains outside the curtain, the clouds gathered and dispersed, and his gloomy mood because he couldn't solve the secrets in the book was relieved a lot.

After about two hours, the carriage stopped in front of the Baiyun Temple, it was noon, the spring was bright, the wind was thousands of miles, the Baiyun Temple was crowded with people, the smoke was filled, Yan Fang and his party had not eaten since they went out, and they couldn't help but be in the stomach. I first had a meal in the shed outside the Baiyun Temple.

The rice in Baiyun Mountain tastes very good, and it is also quite famous in Yuezhou. A group of six people ordered six vegetarian dishes, including braised vegetarian pork ribs, merit tofu, and eight-treasure vegetarian dishes... Although they are all cooked with vegetarian food, many of them have the shape of meat dishes and have excellent taste, and the group of people ate with relish, especially a young man surnamed Yan, who was too anxious to go out and did not eat breakfast, and was already hungry when he was still in the carriage. The long-haired middle-aged Taoist priest in charge of serving the meal couldn't help but secretly marvel.

After the fast, Miss Wan'er and her entourage went into the temple to make a vow, and Li Dafa also went in.

Leaving Yan Fang to wander in front of the view, it was not yet noon, the sun was in full bloom, and the sun shone in front of the gate, shining, like flowing gold leaf. Only then did Yan Fang notice that a pair of couplets were posted in front of the gate, with black characters on a red background, the upper one was "Hongchen Practicing the Heart", and the lower one was "The world asked". The ink is full, and the pen is a dragon and snake, which should be from the hands of famous artists.

"The world asked." Yan Fang looked at the couplet in front of him in a daze, thoughtfully, many fragments in his mind seemed to be able to be threaded into a thread, but they broke again in an instant.

"Little friend, if you have any confusion in your heart, you might as well talk to Lao Dao. ”

Yan Fang was stunned, a crane-haired childish face, fairy wind bones, wearing a wide robe, Lao Dao was standing with his hands in his hands, looking at himself with a smile in his eyes.

Lao Dao looks the same age as Old Man Zhao, but his eyes are not cloudy like Old Man Zhao, his eyes are exceptionally clear, like a spring breeze in March, which makes people can't help but have a good impression of him.

"Dare to ask Dao Chief, what is the Dao, and how to cultivate the Dao?" Yan Fang hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, three begets all things, what is all things? All things are everything in this world, the Taoist temple in front of you is, the woods next to the Taoist temple are, and so are the nameless wildflowers in the woods. Lao Dao pointed to the forest on the east side of the Taoist temple and said.

"Therefore, to cultivate is to feel all things in this world, to feel the mysteries of heaven and earth in all things, and then use them for oneself. ”

Yan Fang followed the old path and saw the woods, the leaves shining golden in the sunlight, as if the Sanqing saint appeared to the world.

"Feel all things, use them for your own body.." Looking at Lao Dao's eyes as clear as a child, Yan Fang suddenly realized that he had made a preconceived mistake from the beginning. Before the practice of the Canghe Heart Sutra is to start from oneself, to condense a trace of true qi in the body, so I take it for granted that the practice of the real method, feel the heaven and earth Yuan Force should also be like this, has been trying to extract in the book those essays like the Canghe Heart Sutra recorded in the jerky and difficult words, and then in a similar way to practice the heaven and earth Yuan Force, but maybe the book is really not recorded any jerky Tao Sutra, the record is the author's perception in all aspects of the world, the Tao originates from heaven and earth, coexists with heaven and earth, and the process of feeling in the heart is the process of practice。

"Thank you, Chief, for your explanation. ”

Lao Dao looked at the respectful young man in front of him with a smile. Wide robes danced in the wind

...

The sun gradually set, and only a remnant of the sun still hung in the sky, staining half of the sky red.

The tall black horse dragged the ebony carriage through the mountains, and Yan Fang and his party embarked on the way back.

In the carriage, Yan Fang once again opened the blue thread-bound book that had plagued him for six days, and saw a completely different scene from before.

A middle-aged man in a white robe, not angry and arrogant, was meticulously striking iron..... Playing chess without distractions..... Walking ..... mountains and rivers, no matter where he was or what he was doing, there was always a strong Heaven and Earth Yuan Force surging around him, as if he was the Lord of Heaven and Earth..."

"Gluck"

The wheel seems to have run over a big rock,

The carriage shook violently.

Yan Fang woke up from his meditation, his hand slipped, and the book accidentally fell to the ground.

The thread that had been mothed for the most part was completely broken,

Scattered into a stack of papers...