Mei Zhenyi's figure had just disappeared into the valley opposite the cliff, Zhong Liquan stood up with his body on his back, looked at his back and said to himself: "The heat is almost there, well, it should be almost!"

Mei Zhenyi walked into the three mountains of Qingyi, where no one has been there for many years, the mountains and fields in the first month are slightly depressed, and most of the wild grasses are withered and yellow and high but there are no knees. The climate in the south of the Yangtze River is warm, and the peaks on three sides are dotted with many evergreen green colors. There is a small stream flowing like a jade belt in the valley surrounded by three mountains, and the water of this stream originates from the mountain spring halfway up the Fazhu Peak on the west side, crosses the valley and bypasses the foot of the Chengjiao Peak, and flows into Qingyi Lake between the Chengjiao Peak and the Fangzheng Peak.

Entering the valley, along the creek to the bottom of the Chengshu Peak, there is no road, Mei Zhenyi walks through the wild grass in the forest, goes up hundreds of meters, looks up and can see a few tall plane trees, revealing the black tile and white wall with the architectural characteristics of the Jiangnan area. This building was originally the front yard living room and the east and west wings of Jingwu Villa, since it was moved to this mountain by the fairy child Qingfeng spell, Mei Zhenyi gave it a name called "Suiyuan Xiaozhu".

Hidden in the deep mountains and rivers, uninhabited on weekdays, I didn't expect that in the most lively Spring Festival in the world, the reunion of thousands of families, the Zhiyan Fairy would live here alone. I knew she was here, so please come to my home to celebrate the New Year together - that's what Mei Zhenyi thought.

Mei Zhenyi has always felt guilty about Zhiyan, thinking that when they met for the first time, he made a disrespectful remark and let Zhiyan beat him, causing a misunderstanding. The next day, Zhong Liquan came forward to settle the matter, but Zhiyan never got Feiyunxiu back, and the matter dragged on for three years. Originally, Mei Zhenyi was just a kind promise, to find a way to repay her Feiyunxiu, Zhiyan later pursued Zuo Youxian to help, and not long ago saved Princess Yuzhen twice, speaking of which, Mei Zhenyi owes her a lot of favors.

Fortunately, Zhong Liquan has decided to hold a formal apprenticeship ceremony on the second day of the next lunar month, and promised to give Feiyunxiu to him after apprenticeship, so that he can let Zhiyan return to Kunlun Wonderland to recover his life. and will not be in the world forever. This is good news, you should say hello to her in advance, in fact, Mei Zhenyi is also looking for an excuse to meet with the Zhiyan Fairy.

Walking into the small building with the fate, the fairy of Zhiyan was not there, and the east and west wings in the main hall were all seen, and there was no one empty. Apparently there were people living here and the tables and chairs were very clean. There was not a single trace of dust, and there was not a single leaf in the small clearing in front of the door. It may be that Zhiyan has something to leave, so let's wait here for her to come back.

While waiting, Mei Zhenyi looked around again, and realized that there were only tables and chairs, calligraphy and paintings, screens, lattice frames and other guest furnishings in the casual building, and this was not a place to live, and there were no ordinary living facilities.

Even if Zhiyan doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, this is not a comfortable place to stay. Practitioners also need a suitable ashram and a comfortable futon to meditate. Thinking of this, Mei Zhenyi walked out of the door, took a turn on the side of the mountain, and pulled back a bundle of grass.

What is he pulling weeds for? These are not ordinary grasses, but a special auspicious soft grass, a nine-year-old herbaceous plant. Blooms and withers until the ninth year. In the winter of that year, the grass stalks turned pure white, about a foot long, very thin and soft, but very flexible, and the fibers inside were somewhat similar to soft hemp. But it is much more delicate, and ordinary people can pull this grass stem with all their strength, but they can wrap it around their fingers many times.

Mei Zhenyi sat in front of the hall and began to rub the grass stems one by one, he rubbed the ground with the mana of the imperial weapon, and there were patches of gray-white smoke-like things scattered between his hands, leaving behind in his palms were auspicious soft grass stems that had been refined by mana.

This is already a kind of alchemy, and no one has taught him. Although Zhong Liquan is a master of refining, he has not had time to teach it, and he has realized it himself. He used the method of imperial weapons to sense the grass stems with his body and mind, refining the delicate and flexible pure fibers in them.

This kung fu was thought of when he traveled thousands of miles with Zuo Youxian and secretly used the god to whip the medicine, but at this time he was not refining the medicinal power of the auspicious grass, but refining the material of the grass stem itself. It is equivalent to using the body as the furnace and the mind as the furnace fire, refining this thing to make it a special material. Not everything can be refined this way. Mei Zhenyi walked around the mountains for a long time. With his divine sense, he deliberately selected this auspicious soft grass that had just withered and was white all over his body.

Don't underestimate such processing. The auspicious soft grass stems that came out of his hand are not only cut by ordinary knives and axes, but also can be immortalized for a hundred years, the material is pure and free of impurities, and the feeling in his hand is also very soft and comfortable.

When the stalks were finished, he began to weave, stalks bouncing between his fingers, and he was weaving cushions. The grass stems are soft and thin, and the lines he weaves are very dense, with decorative rings. This hand-knitting kung fu is he learned in the village when he was a child before the crossing, and during the holidays, he knitted some cushions, flower baskets, hats, small handicrafts, etc., and sold them in the market, which could be exchanged for some pocket money.

Traveling to the Tang Dynasty, after so many years, Mei Zhenyi's craftsmanship has not only not been rusty, but has become more flexible. Weaving and weaving, the soft grass stems on his fingertips are like old friends who have known each other for many years, evoking many memories of him.

When he saw He Yougu just now, he thought of Qu Yimin again, and he felt something, but at this time, his thoughts drifted far away. It seems that he has returned to the village called Meijiayuan next to the Meigong River, the child named Meixi, who grew up eating hundreds of family meals, walked the rivers and lakes at a young age, and came to Beijing to study at a university, and met the beautiful and generous Qu Yimin, as well as the amiable old man Qu.

Before he knew it, a pure white auspicious soft grass futon had been knitted, and he began to weave a second one. The sky was getting dark, and there was no light in the room, but Mei Zhenyi no longer used his eyes to see, that is, to sense with his divine sense, those soft grass stems seemed to have life, and they automatically beat, entangled, and shuttled between his fingers, and when the sky was completely dark, the second futon was also braided.

Mei Zhenyi woke up from his memories, Zhiyan hadn't come back yet, he shook his head to calm down, and remembered the words he asked Master Zhong Liquan today. Zhong Liquan didn't answer, so take advantage of this time to go to the Lingtai and ask Sun Simiao.

Sun Simiao in the Lingtai is still a kind elder, and when he heard Mei Zhenyi's question, he smiled and said something-

Why did Zhong Liquan make that vow? The precept on "desire" in practice has never been a precept for the sake of precepts. As far as the color vows are concerned, the vows themselves cannot solve the ** hook, if the heart is not refined enough, even if you don't break the vows. will also be disturbed by demons. Can't you think about things you can't do? When you think about this, trouble comes.

If the mind is not in the realm and is not controlled by the precepts, it is easy to indulge in it, and then it will be very difficult for the practitioner's mind to penetrate it again. Besides, when the furnace is not completed and the blood is not enough, in case of excessive indulgence, don't talk about any heart. Even the cultivation will be lost.

Therefore, the establishment of vows for "desire" is often a blanket prohibition and stipulation, not to solve the root cause, but to prevent the subtleties until the practitioner's own mental state is sufficient, and the mind can be restrained without the need for this vow. At that point, the so-called vows don't matter. Another example is the color precept, after cultivating to a certain realm, you have to follow the constraints of this precept in order not to be hooked. It's a picture in itself.

People in the world often talk about not being in each other's relationship, in fact, only Dacheng people are qualified to talk about "appearance", and it is difficult to distinguish what is the foundation and what is the phase if they do not reach this realm.

Generally, outsiders don't understand, and cultivators who have not yet reached the end of their cultivation do not understand, plus their qualifications and understandings are very different. Therefore, the precepts of the master are one-size-fits-all and uniform, and cannot and cannot be explained publicly, otherwise it is easy to be discussed by outsiders and may also cause all kinds of misunderstandings.

Speaking of the precepts. Depending on the teacher's teaching method, some lands are set up throughout, and some are temporarily set up by the master for specific disciples. For example, Zhong Liquan wanted to teach Dan Dao, but he did not abstain from men and women, but according to Mei Zhenyi's situation, he temporarily set a precept for him. If Mei Zhenyi breaks the vows himself, the master can not accept him as a disciple, or his mental state has reached. This vow no longer exists.

So Zhong Liquan would say that Mei Zhenyi's words were nonsense, but he didn't explain, and Sun Simiao in the Lingtai explained it thoroughly. In another sense, Mei Zhenyi in the fixed state has realized it himself.

There are also examples of precepts that run throughout, for example, when Sun Simiao accepted Mei Zhenyi as an apprentice, he made him suffer a precept "Don't be harmed by life". This precept is also very particular, it is different from the one-size-fits-all "do not kill", throughout Mei Zhenyi's practice. As long as he still recognizes Sun Simiao, the master, cultivates the Taoist method of medicine. You have to keep this commandment.

Speaking of this, Mei Zhenyi said: "Thank you Master for pointing out." Teng'er knows. ”

Sun Simiao said: "You know, but there is no real understanding, only understanding is not enough, and you need to experience in your practice." Teng'er, I see that your mind is so chaotic, do you know the reason?"

Mei Zhenyi: "I know the reason, but I can't say it clearly." ”

Sun Simiao: "Since you can't say clearly, let's go." ”

Mei Zhenyi: "Where are you going?"

Sun Simiao: "Go to the place where the origin begins, the teacher in front of you is just a heart seal in your spiritual platform, but people themselves will also give themselves a heart seal, but they don't realize it." If you can't understand this time, don't come back!"

After Sun Simiao finished speaking, he suddenly waved his sleeves, and the scene in the spiritual platform changed, or Mei Zhenyi's state changed like never before. He no longer talks to Sun Simiao in the fixed realm, but leaves the fixed realm, but the person does not "come back", the original spirit is no longer external, and is completely "lost" in the "self".

Lingshan has been practicing the mental method for so long, and when he broke through, even Mei Zhenyi himself didn't expect it. The world changed suddenly, Sun Simiao in the spiritual platform disappeared, and he couldn't tell whether he was still in the fixed realm, but the surrounding area was no longer a casual building on the Chengshu Peak, but a street with a chaotic flow of people, and a bus was passing by at the intersection in front.

He actually returned to the 21st century! Mei Zhenyi even remembered the exact date, that is, on the afternoon of November 14, 2008, he was walking out of the campus to go to the market to buy fruit. He was followed by three sneaky ruffians, and not far in front of him was a spotless fruit stand.

Is this a dream, but it is not like a dream, and all the feelings are absolutely real and clear! Could it be that I had a long dream in a trance, dreaming that I went to the Tang Dynasty?—— "Meixi" was a little confused.

Zhiyan walked into the small building in the night, and saw the auspicious soft grass stalks scattered on the ground at a glance, as well as two brand-new futons, and Mei Zhenyi was sitting quietly on one of the futons.

Zhiyan's expression changed, and with her cultivation, she didn't even notice that Mei Zhenyi was here, and she didn't know until she saw it. Is this impossible? Then something came to her mind. looked at Mei Zhenyi and nodded slightly, but frowned again.

His brows just furrowed, and he suddenly looked back, only to see that Zhong Liquan had also walked into Suiyuan Xiaozhu at some point. Both of them carefully restrained their spirits, and they didn't speak, not wanting to disturb Mei Zhenyi, who was sitting still, and only communicated with their minds.

"Is he in vain? No wonder I didn't notice he was here before I came in. Zhiyan asked in his thoughts.

Zhong Liquan replied with a divine thought: "It's the earth, the fire has arrived." But here it is. This is a good thing for my apprentice, why is the fairy frowning?"

Zhiyan: "A hundred years of delusional realm, it's just a flick of a finger, but he has been sitting down for a long time, something is wrong?"

Zhong Liquan: "It's really wrong, my disciple is different, even I can't figure it out." Looking at his posture, he may be delusional with facts. As long as he is in the delusional realm, he will most likely have to sit here for as long as he wants, and he will not be able to get out if he does not break the delusion. ”

Zhiyan: "If you have entered the realm of delusion, how can you see the truth in the delusional mind? Will there be people in the world who regard ordinary facts as delusions, unheard of? If so. Wouldn't that be a natural real person who could break through delusion, and he wouldn't sit still for so long. ”

Zhong Liquan: "Maybe I guessed wrong, he may have experienced more than just a delusional situation, in short, my apprentice is very special." ...... What a beautiful cushion. There's nowhere else in the world to buy it, you made it up?" he noticed the cushions on the ground and the scattered grass stalks.

Zhiyan: "No, I was already like this when I came, it should have been made up by Mei Zhenyi, and he actually used the method of refining weapons to weave such ordinary objects, instead of cultivating magic weapons." Donghua Shangxian, I heard that you are good at refining weapons, and teaching apprentices to be different is indeed different. ”

Zhong Liquan: "Thank you fairy for the compliment." It's a pity that I don't dare to take credit, I haven't taught him the method of refining weapons, these are all self-realizations. ...... Guess what he made this thing up for?"

Zhiyan pointed at Mei Zhenyi: "For practice and meditation, do you still need to guess?"

Zhong Liquan smiled: "You are really interesting, do you still need to ask about the use of things? This pair of rare cushions in the world was made up for you by him, and you live here." Don't you see what's missing here?"

Zhiyan: "I made it up for me." How did you make up two?"

Zhong Liquan: "This is a habit of the world. Sending things pays attention to good things in pairs. You sit one, and the other can also be prepared for the guest, such as himself. ”

Zhiyan picked up an auspicious soft grass stalk from the ground: "This is not an ordinary grass, I have seen it in Kunlun Fairyland, but it is rarely seen in the world, and it grows like a weed in these three mountains." ”

Zhong Liquan: "Of course, the things that can be used as refining materials are not ordinary, and this is not an ordinary place, a blessed place for cultivation in heaven and earth." ...... Zhiyan Fairy, I am a little envious of the pair of cushions I gave you in vain. ”

The two communicated with their divine thoughts here, while Mei Zhenyi sat silently all the time.

Many people may have had the experience of waking up in the morning and feeling sleepy, closing your eyes and sleeping for a while, and then you have a long dream, and you can't even tell how long the dream has been. When you wake up again, only a few minutes have passed when you look at the alarm clock, and when you wake up, only a few minutes have passed in your memory, even though the dream is long.

Meixi stood on the street, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and that's how he felt. It seems to be walking on the street in a daze, and I had a dream in a trance, dreaming back to the Tang Dynasty for four years, and suddenly standing here and waking up, the memory before the dream is not far away because of this dream, and all the impressions before the crossing are still just a moment ago.

Mei Xi was puzzled, was it really a dream just now? This dream is so clear and so long! He reached out and bit the back of his hand, it hurt a lot, he should be awake now, everything is very real. He touched his right arm again, the monkey whip that had followed him for many years was still in his right sleeve, there was no bracer, and it was not the worship whip that Zhong Liquan had given him.

Mei Xi reined in the mana of his body and mind - he couldn't use his strength, he didn't break through the realm of Yi Jin Washing the Pulp, and his cultivation was still in the state where he had just broken through the Five Qi Dynasty Yuan last night. It's a comical feeling, like waving to play table tennis when there is no table in front of you and no racket in your hand, just making a meaningless symbolic gesture.

No matter who encounters this kind of thing, they have to be confused, Meixi stood for a long time at a loss, and the three small ruffians behind him were slowly approaching. He couldn't just stand on the street for the rest of his life, Meixi suddenly shook his head fiercely, like a puppy in the water crawling ashore and shaking the fur on his body, and then, he finally walked forward.

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