Life is like a dream, enjoy the glory in life, turn to dust after death, be poor in life, and still turn to dust after death. Everything in the world is unfair, and personal circumstances are different, only death is fair to everyone, and the people who are dying are approaching. His words are also good. Even if there are long life expectancy and short life expectancy, they can't escape a dead word after all. The people in the cave are highly cultivated and honorable, but they die in this corner of the place, and the land they occupy is only seven feet. It's really sad and lamentable, thinking about it this way, those who compete for fame and fortune, those who cheat on me. Suddenly it was as light as a cloud of smoke, and it dispersed as soon as it was blown.

Bend slightly to the collapsed cavern, and then say goodbye to this place. Despite the darkness and light rain. But the rain turned into mist about two feet around Xueyi's body, and the same was true of Red Ice. Yimeng is still playing an umbrella, two people and one beast, just walking between the mountains and forests. The mountain wind mixed with the mountain rain, and the sound of apes coming from the depths of the mountains made people feel cold. The two of them didn't have long to walk until they reached a town at the bottom of the mountain. At the door of this town is written three words 'Qingshan Town', surrounded by mountains and rivers, with men and women weaving. There are few outsiders in the town, and it is a pleasant scene. Blood and his party appeared in the town one by one, because it was dark and it was raining lightly, and few people noticed. The two found an inn and stayed there, and after eating, they went back to their rooms to rest.

As soon as the blood returned to the room, he crossed his knees on the bed, meditating on the three cheats in his heart, and a well-carved text appeared in his mind, "There is a fish in the north of the underworld, and its name is Kun." The Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is. Turned into a bird, its name is Peng. Peng's back, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is, flies angrily, and its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky. It is a bird, and the sea will migrate to the south. ..... Sprinkled with hundreds of words, describing the unpredictable world, the magical creatures and the country of freedom. The legendary mythical beast Kunpeng stands proudly between heaven and earth, how majestic. It's a pity that this is just a legend, and it's rare to see it in this life, and it's really a shame in life. "Easy Journey" tells about a body method 'Easy Travel' body method, which cultivates this to the extreme, and it is said that it can shrink the ground into inches, and it can also be like Dapeng, and it can be swayed up to 90,000 miles. In short, the description of the mystery is mysterious, and the blood is in the clouds.

Open another "Freedom in the Heart Sutra" is about a heart method, the so-called heart method is the law of cultivation, Xueyi's current cultivation method is the heart of the "Heart Sword" and the heart of the "Qingjing Sutra", the two complement each other, there is a sharp edge, so that the two qi in the dantian often collide and conflict, I didn't think it in the past, but with the cultivation of Xueyi, all these conflicts have become intense, and there is a faint sense of crisis in my heart, so Xueyi is now majoring in the "Qingjing Sutra" and wants to suppress the "Heart Sword" It turned out that this method was indeed effective, because the appearance of the suppression of the blood one of the exercises had changed.

Silently in my heart, the reader of the "Heart Sutra" can be said to be more and more shocked the more I read. In the paragraph of 'Say Qingjing', Xueyi actually saw a text: "Madame's mind is so clear, but her heart is disturbed, and her heart is so quiet, and she wants to lead it." It can often send its desires, and its heart is quiet, its heart is clear, and the spirit is clear. Naturally, the six desires are not born, and the three poisons are eliminated. Therefore, those who can't do it are not clear in their hearts, and their desires are not sent. ..... "This, could it be that after continuing to read the "Qingjing Sutra", I found that my thoughts were not wrong, no wonder a sword technique recorded in the "Qingjing Sutra" is also called "Freedom Sword". If you think about it carefully, it is very likely that the "Pure Quiet Sutra" is taken from a passage in the "Freedom of the Heart Sutra". But this passage alone achieved the peerless elegance of the 'Heaven and Earth Xuanmen' at that time. Who is the person who wrote this mind?

Continue to read, combined with the full text, many obscure words in the original "Qingjing Sutra" are easily solved at this time, and I have a deeper understanding of my own exercises. The full set of spiritual practice contained in the "Heart Sutra of Freedom" is simple and step-by-step. Xueyi can't read the words of the heart method behind him clearly, maybe he can't cultivate and can't see the words behind him. Sighing, he woke up from his meditation, it was already white, and he rubbed his sore eyebrows. Xueyi had no intention of continuing to watch. Instead, he asked Xiao Er to bring in a bucket of hot water and clean it up inside and out. As soon as Xueyi took out a green coat from his bag, took out the eyebrow pencil gouache, and after slightly modifying a few strokes on his face, the whole person's temperament became different. The original unbridled and unrestrained aura was completely restrained, and he changed into a scholar with a literary quality, wearing a scarf and holding a dark blue sword. is not like a Jianghu person, but like a rich man who goes out to play. Even Yimeng, who saw Xueyi dressed like this for the first time, didn't see that the person in front of him turned out to be Xueyi.

The top of Mount Tai, above the Jinluan Palace. Jing Yan has been here for three days, bathing and changing clothes all day long, burning incense and eating fast. The same is true of the royal people who accompanied him, and the eunuchs and ministers. This matter of sacrificing to the heavens is an important matter of the country, and it is not possible to be sloppy in the slightest, and Lord Fengchang, who manages the ceremonial sacrifice in Jiuqing, has been running back and forth in recent days, and he is very busy. Prime Minister Sima Kui Taiwei Yi Bojian has been serving by Emperor Jing's side. Those imperial relatives were arranged in the North Garden, the officials and state ministers were arranged in the West Garden, and the people in the rivers and lakes were in the South Garden and the East Garden respectively. The location of its courtyards and the size of the courtyards vary. The imperial court did not intervene in this matter and adopted a first-come, first-served approach. This is all a plan proposed by a person named Fan Hong, and some people opposed it at the beginning, but no one dared to say much when Emperor Jing said "let him do it". At this time, Fan Hong was already ranked as the Imperial Historian, which was the position of the third duke alongside the Taiwei and the Prime Minister, and his right was to supervise the civil and military officials and help Emperor Jing draft documents, as well as the affairs of the rivers and lakes were handed over to Fan Hong. is a very human minister, it can really be said that one person is under ten thousand people. His Majesty's favor to Fan Hong was that he became one of the youngest three dukes. Above the court, the eunuchs threw olive branches to it. but were rejected one by one.

He doesn't go out on weekdays, doesn't have guests, and no longer forms parties in the court, but every word he says will cause a big shock in the court. Even if hundreds of officials questioned it, in the end, Emperor Jing agreed, which shows that his emperor's grace is vast. At this time, Fan Hong did not participate in the ceremony of worshipping the sky, and the excuse for Emperor Jing was that he was ill and could not participate. This exploded among the hundred officials, and he said in his heart that the vertical thief was bold, and he was afraid that he would have to suffer a lot. Many people secretly looked at him as a joke and made sarcastic remarks. There was chaos in the court, and in the end, all the voices were silent in Emperor Jing's "Yun!" Everyone gasped, this is all right!! After that, no matter what new policy Fan Hong proposed in the temple, no one objected, because what he said was equivalent to what Emperor Jing said.

Fan Hong lived in Xiyuan, and at this time he was writing something with his head down, his expression was solemn, and standing next to him was his scholar Firewood. I saw that Firewood's face was red, and he couldn't help laughing, his eyes looked forward, and he couldn't help but smile. Fan Hong waved his hand at him a little irritably and said, "Let's go, let's go, don't snicker here, affect my painting!" Firewood is like an amnesty, in recent days, it has been very lively in the East Garden and South Garden where the Jianghu people are. There are back and forth, and there are some people who want to make a name for themselves, and they challenge everywhere. Once, several people from the rivers and lakes ran into the range of Beiyuan during the competition, and a sword aura came out from it, directly killing the three people. Since then, except for the Southeast Garden, the rest of the people in the rivers and lakes have not dared to set foot in it.

"Senior brother, what are you talking about, we are also a sect with a head and a face in the rivers and lakes, why is there only such a small room in Dongyuan, and six or seven of us are crowded together, which is really uncomfortable. !!" said a man with a mace in his hand.

"You can rest assured, although we have some reputation in the rivers and lakes, but we can be stronger than Haotian Sect? Their courtyard is not much bigger than ours! Have you seen what people say? Stop a little bit!" said another man with a mountain opening axe.

"That's it, you see that no one has said anything, what kind of thing are you little fish and shrimp?" said a man with a long knife on the other side coldly.

"Who are you? Do you want to compare and compare, who are the little fish and shrimp!!" "Come on!!" After speaking, there was the sound of weapons clashing.

In a small courtyard in Dongyuan, a man with a sword was drinking tea in his hand, and a man next to him was wearing the same costume as him, with wide sleeves in yellow clothes and a long sword.

"Senior brother, our yard is too small, isn't it just that the road was delayed a few days ago, and when I came over, all the good courtyards had already been occupied by others!" the man said with some annoyance.

"It's okay, since it's this rule, then we will abide by it, anyway, there are only three days before the ceremony of sacrificing to the sky, bear with it!" This person is Chang Yi of Haotian Sect, with fluttering clothes and extraordinary instruments.

"It doesn't matter, do you know what the outside world says about us?" the man said.

"Oh, what did you say, tell me to listen?" Chang Yi became interested and turned his head to look at the man.

"Now that they have got a bad house, they all compare us, and they all say that we Haotian Sect are only like this, let alone us?" After the man finished speaking, he clenched his fists angrily.

After thinking about it for a long time, Chang Yi realized in his heart, and suddenly he was a little curious about this man named Fan Hong, the youngest third prince, did he grow up in the midst of conspiracy, every strategy is a big blow to the people in the rivers and lakes. I still remember the first time he appeared outside Haotian Sect, and his weak body couldn't withstand the cold air in the deep mountains. His face was pale, and he held the documents of the imperial court in his hand, saying that he wanted the disciples of Haotian Sect to register on the roster. What everyone scoffed at, after he met the head and the elders, miraculously agreed, and even he didn't understand it. I asked the master and got no answer.

At that time, when I watched him ride a donkey thinly and swayed away, I felt a chill in my heart.

"Who lives in the largest courtyard in Dongyuan now!" Chang Yi suddenly asked.

"It's a sect called the 'Linfeng Sword Sect,'" the man said happily.

"Let's go!!"