"My Taoism respects the Sanqing sage, and the residence of the Taishang sage is called Bajing Palace. In the past ten years, I have been contemplating this method of divine will, and the emperor has lived up to his painstaking efforts, and he has also gained one or two, and I have also named it the Taishang Eight Scenes of Meditation. Do you know what these eight views are?"

Spring comes earlier in the south than in the north, and the peach trees in the courtyard have emerald green shoots. Under the peach tree, Zhang Songxi and Bai Yujing were wearing cyan robes, their long black hair was tied into a bun, and they each sat cross-legged on a futon.

When Bai Yujing heard Zhang Songxi say this, he couldn't help but wonder: "I don't know where the Taishang Sage lived in the Eight Views Palace, I don't know where the master heard it?" I have been practicing in Ge Soo Mountain in the past five years, and I have watched thousands of volumes of "Daozang", and I have seen a little bit of the Eight Scenes, for example, there are eight Views in the Eight Views Jade Urn of the Shangqing High Sage Taishang Daojun Jin Xuan, but I have not seen any scriptures that say that the Taishang Sage lives in the Eight Views Palace."

Zhang Songxi was slightly stunned, he practiced martial arts in Wudang Mountain back then, and he was basically in the countryside in the past ten years, and he didn't know much about Taoism.

Taishang Laojun lives in Bajing Palace, and he also saw it in a popular romance handed over by a friend in the past. In the book, it is said that there are nine wonders in the Eight Scenery Palace, namely Hanhai Cangming, Luansheng Kunyue, Zhonghua Shenxiu, Yueyang Yaohui, Yaoguang Luofan, Shuilan Yanxia, Yunnei Neon Abyss, Falling Galaxy, and Chaos Hongmeng. It should have been the Nine Views Palace, but the nine is the extreme, and it is not in line with the Taishang Laojun's dare not be the first in the world, so it is named the Eight Views Palace.

But Bai Yujing said this, obviously this Eight Views Palace is nonsense in the romance, although Zhang Songxi said it wrong, but also calmly: "It is seen in a popular romance novel, and the book says that there are nine scenes in the Eight Scenery Palace." At that time, I couldn't help but be overjoyed when I saw the nine scenes. ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Songxi laughed: "Maybe it's by chance, when I see the word "eight scenes", I can't help but think of Wuji Shengtaiji." And Tai Chi, yin and yang. Yin and yang manifest, heaven and earth also. Heaven and earth meet, and the six elephants of wind, thunder, water, fire, mountain, and Ze are derived. That is to say, at the beginning of all things, only these eight images are also eight scenes!"

Bai Yujing didn't care about the romance novel that Zhang Songxi said, and when he mentioned the eight scenes and eight images, he suddenly became enlightened: "Zhuangzi said that heaven and earth are born together with me, and all things are one with me." But just as Uncle Shi said, God's will is only refined and pure, not to mention the mixture of all things, even a single object is difficult to bear. And if you want to reach the realm of Zhuangzi, it is better to take the root of all things, and these eight images are the root!"

"The child can be taught, unlike Ping'er, who knows that he is cranky all day long, and he can't learn a simple set of turtle and snake boxing. As soon as Zhang Songxi's words came out, Zhang Cuiping ran out from behind the gate: "Daddy, it's not good to speak ill of people behind your back." ”

Zhang Songxi was not annoyed, and asked rhetorically: "I didn't ask you to help your mother, why did you hide behind the door and eavesdrop." You are unsure of the method of the Eight Views Palace, and your mind is not refined, and it is useless to listen to it, and you are even in danger of going mad. ”

Zhang Cuiping pursed her lips and said with a little dissatisfaction: "If you don't listen, don't you listen, I'm here to ask Bai Yujing what he wants to eat at noon." ”

Bai Yujing hurriedly said: "I'm not taboo, I will eat whatever Uncle Shi eats." ”

Zhang Cuiping glanced at the wine gourd on Bai Yujing's waist and said with a smile: "Daddy eats everything, but he doesn't eat wine." Speaking of this, her dark and shining eyes were rolling, "However, I have prepared a good wine for you, and you should taste it at noon." ”

Bai Yujing was about to say words of thanks, but Zhang Songxi spoke first: "Okay, Ping'er, don't mess around, Bai Yujing has to quit drinking these days." Then he said to Bai Yujing: "The wine hurts the most nerves, if you condense the divine will, it's okay to say, try to drink as little as possible before condensing the divine will." ”

Bai Yujing nodded, indicating that he remembered.

After Zhang Cuiping left, Zhang Songxi continued: "As I said a few days ago, the end of the avenue is the same way, Buddhism says that there are relics for Buddhas and ancestors, and Taoism has the golden pill of inner practice to become true and become true. Nowadays, many people in the world know that Buddhism and monks have the method of contemplation, but they don't know that our Taoist sect has already had the method of contemplation, which is sad and sad!"

"There is no need to say much about the method of contemplation, Bai Yujing, you must understand. Save my god and think about my body. In the past, the predecessors of the Taoist sect thought about the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, cultivated the divine will, condensed the golden pill, and were full of scriptures and mysteries, in fact, it was mostly nonsense. ”

Zhang Songxi mercilessly denounced those Taoist predecessors, obviously disapproving of those who wrote scriptures.

"It's still Lao Tzu's Tao Te Ching, which is wonderful, to the extreme, and to keep quiet. All things work together, and I watch them return. We don't have the mind of a saint, and it's hard to observe all things, so we just need to contemplate the eight views of heaven and earth, wind, thunder, water, volcanoes, and rivers every day. ”

When Zhang Songxi said this, he suddenly pinched his sword finger and stabbed at Bai Yujing.

At this time, Bai Yujing was just like Liu Mingsheng at that time, only to feel that the white in front of him was boundless. It seemed like a long time before Bai Yujing woke up from the scene just now: "This is ......"

"Providence is boundless!"

The simple four words in Zhang Songxi's mouth made Bai Yujing tremble.

......

Flying to the foot of the mountain, Liu Mingsheng looked at it from afar, and a green treasure temple towered, and there were faint bursts of Sanskrit sound in the ears. He thought of the old monk in the rhubarb robe, his eyes flickered, and he turned to leave. He hadn't gone far when he suddenly stopped.

"Is that you?" Liu Mingsheng's cold expression finally revealed a hint of surprise.

The man in front of him chuckled, and a pair of narrow eyebrows spread like the wings of a roc.

"The old monk is sitting in Feilai Peak, you can't go up for the time being, so it's better to accompany me to meet someone first. Ye Xipeng said with a smile.

Liu Mingsheng knew Ye Xipeng, and the first person he met when he came to Daming was Ye Xipeng. Thinking about it, only Jin Yiwei can find out who participated in the East China Sea War eighteen years ago, Liu Mingsheng was young at the time, and he lived in Japan for a long time, how could he accurately find every enemy who harmed his family and died.

"Good!"

Liu Mingsheng did not refuse, nor could he refuse Ye Xipeng's invitation. The black knife covered in blood lines he still remembers in his heart. Although he asked himself that he had become much stronger than when he first came to Daming, he was not sure if he really fought again.

The two of them went one after the other, Ye Xipeng left his back to Liu Mingsheng, and he didn't seem to be afraid that Liu Mingsheng would suddenly draw his sword. After walking for more than 30 miles, the two came to a small mountain village. In recent years, there have been many Japanese bandits in the south of the Yangtze River, and there have been riots among the villagers, and even the villages of Hangzhou Prefecture with heaven and Suzhou and Hangzhou have also been depressed.

In this village, Liu Mingsheng met a person.

The skin that is as white as him is even whiter than him, and you can faintly see the green tendons under the skin. If it weren't for the Han Chinese appearance, the long golden hair would be enough to mistake one for a Francis.

For some reason, Liu Mingsheng felt an inexplicable distress in his heart when he saw this person.

"His name is Jin Yin'er, but that's not his real name. Ye Xipeng said slowly, that person was the gold and silver he borrowed from the purple-clothed dragon king, "Jin Yin'er, tell him what your name is and how old you are this year." ”

Jin Yin'er looked at Liu Mingsheng, was silent for a while, and listened to Ye Xipeng's words before slowly opening her mouth: "My name is Liu Changqing......"

As soon as the green character was spoken, it felt like falling into an ice cave, and the icy chill enveloped the whole body, as if it was about to suffocate.

"You're not him. Liu Mingsheng's indifferent voice made Jin Yin'er dare not look at him anymore, don't look away. Ye Xipeng shook his head and said, "In the battle of the East China Sea back then, several of the most powerful people in the rivers and lakes participated, including Chu Jiangkai, the Taibai swordsman who had died. ”

"He was sent to the purple-clothed Dragon King by Chu Jiangkai, but he ......" Ye Xipeng said and looked at Jin Yin'er's long golden hair: "This is a vicious disease, avoid sunlight, the ancient books say that it is cloudy and happy, according to records, there are many people who have longevity and are not old." ”

After Ye Xipeng's words were finished, Jin Yin'er suddenly felt light.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and the miserable white sword light snorted, and Jin Yin'er only felt that the crotch of his pants was cold, and there was some air leakage, revealing the white inner thighs, and there were three red moles on it.

Liu Mingsheng stared at the three red moles for a long time, although Jin Yin'er wanted to cover them, but he didn't dare, so he could only let him watch.

"Can it be cured?"

Liu Mingsheng's words still did not contain any emotion, but Ye Xipeng could feel that his heart was far from being as calm as it seemed on the surface. Ye Xipeng did not answer immediately, but took out a yellow book from his arms and threw it to Liu Mingsheng.

Liu Mingsheng opened the yellow book, and the first page read: "Wudang Mountain should come to the twenty-first mountain of Layue, and stay in the No. 3 room of Tianzi in the General Building in the west of Hangzhou on the seventh day of the first month. ”

"Qingcheng Pai Yang passed Dongting on the fifteenth day of the rising month, and stayed on the third floor of the Fuping Inn in the east of Hangzhou on the sixth day of the first month. ”

"Master Yuantan of Jiuhua Mountain and his disciple Chu Hui stayed in the west of Hangzhou on the seventh day of the first month of Sanqing......"

Turning the pages one by one, it recorded the places where many people from the righteous sect settled in Hangzhou, Liu Mingsheng simply flipped through it and looked at Ye Xipeng.

Ye Xipeng said lightly: "When you came to Daming, I provided you with a list of forty-seven enemies, and there are no more, no less, and exactly forty-seven people recorded in this booklet" Speaking of this, he paused and continued: "With your skills, now the entire Hangzhou Mansion can't help you except for the old monk who stayed in Feilai Peak." ”

Liu Mingsheng didn't reply, just looked at Jin Yin'er.

Jin Yin'er's eyes flickered, although Ye Xipeng said that this was his own brother, he was still a little afraid.

"What do you need to cure him?" Liu Mingsheng said slowly.

Ye Xipeng smiled, "What I want, I said it at the beginning." ”

Liu Mingsheng shook his head: "I don't." At this point, he hesitated, "I'll find it, though." ”

With that, he turned and left, "Help take care of him." Liu Mingsheng walked farther and farther, and the setting sun stretched his shadow longer and longer.

And after he left, a blonde old man walked out with a black civet cat in his arms: "He left like this?"

Ye Xipeng said lightly: "With me and you here, can he still take away the gold and silver?"

"Oh, can he spot me?" the Great Dream Venerable seemed to be a little disbelieving.

"Don't end up alone in front of him again, or you'll regret it...... No, maybe you won't regret it then. Ye Xipeng's voice became softer and softer, leaving the Great Dream Venerable Lord and Jin Yin'er speechless.

A white dove flew from the sky in the distance and landed steadily on the shoulder of Ye Xipeng, who was leaving.

Ye Xipeng opened the secret letter tied to the white pigeon's feet, frowned slightly, and the secret letter read: "In the first battle of the East China Sea, Chu Jiangkai fought with Chen Yuxian, and the young son of the Shen family was seriously injured. ”