Qingfeng and Mingyue saw that the master had no time to take care of them, so they refused to go outside the valley to wait for the tasteless ice and snow. Now a beautiful young lady, a generous son-in-law brother, and a cute little fox, living in Wuliguan, sitting on the threshold of Wuliguan, full of novelty. The four pitch-black eyeballs slipped around, as if they were alive with a slightly dull atmosphere.

Ning Tingxue was amused, and greeted: "Qingfeng, Mingyue, do you want my sister to teach you to practice swords?"

Qingfeng cheered, and the fart stepped forward, Mingyue peeped at the master, and the gentleman raised his eyebrows, but he didn't dare to delay, and quickly surrounded him. Although the gentlemen shouted at them early that morning, the law between the three masters and apprentices was relaxed, and they were not confined to etiquette, but only to "teach", such as those words on how to ask for incense, otherwise, there would be no clear breeze and bright moon.

The whole Wuli view is the busiest at night when the wind is light.

One hour a day, assign the night remnant star and the gentleman. The star master is just that, the entourage of the "young master", introduced into the warm waters by the wind and the light night, indulging in the "rhythm of the avenue", subtly transforming his soul, as a matter of course; The wind is light and the night is treated equally.

Then Ning Tingxue and Mo Wenqing practiced the "Flower Fiber Finger Sword", but encountered great difficulties, the sword intent was difficult to condense, the moves were jerky, and the sword "technique" was not counted, let alone the sword "method", and kept asking for advice.

Feng Qingye has never learned, figure it out, understand the experience and then teach each other. The swordsmanship of his family's stream, galloping high and far, and the realm is beyond the wilderness, surpassing the cloud cultivation realm, cultivating the swordsmanship such as the Spring Water Lingbo Thirteen Swords and the Flower Fiber Finger Sword, which is just as simple as the champion talent playing a showman's exam.

In two days, with the help of the sword intent retained by Wuli Guan, the wind and night exhausted the divine algae of the sword with flower fibers.

If so, listen to the snow before Ning and don't ask for love. The operation of the Wuli view sword intent was granted to the two of them. Something is faintly wrong in his heart, a big man's family, practicing the sword of the sword, but it is nondescript. Secretly gritted his teeth and would never use it in the future.

Then there is He Han'er, who performs the second style of the Flowing Wind Sword in the waters.

Rather listen to the snow to teach Qingfeng and Mingyue swordsmanship, and there are two more young people.

When the wind was light and he was resting at night, he couldn't bear the load of the boy and talked about some topics.

"According to legend, Master Wuliguan meditated at Qingshanyuan to sharpen his Dao heart. Wen Ren gentleman said.

"Oh?" the wind is light on the night, and I would rather listen to the snow and don't ask questions in unison.

"Hmm. The gentleman said slowly: "The so-called sharpening the heart of the Tao is to experience the changes of the earth here, and between the vicissitudes of life, appreciate the replacement of impermanence and impermanence, appreciate the interweaving of order and disorder, and appreciate the confusion of selflessness and selflessness." The way to seek the Tao and the application of the Tao method are not unrelated to the changes of the earth. ”

Ning Tingxue asked, "So, the Ten Thousand Miles of Fog Ridge has grown?"

"Exactly. The gentleman said: "The ancestor is a man with great magical powers, and finally achieved the immortal flow, breaking through the sky, and is here." ”

Including the night remnant star, they are all attracted.

"So, what is Dao Heart?" Hearing the gentleman's words, he asked lightly.

On weekdays, "Dao Heart, Dao Heart" is usually tight, but now when a gentleman asks casually, the wind is light on the night, he would rather listen to the snow, and even the mood of not asking about love is as if he is cool and cool.

Mo asked Qingbai to hear the gentleman at a glance, and replied: "Isn't the Dao heart the Dao heart of my generation of cultivators?"

Wenren gentleman nodded and shook his head: "It's also right, it's not right, it's too general." From the perspective of the Wuli view of the Dao lineage, the so-called Dao heart is the cognition of heaven and earth, and the other is the cognition of oneself. However, the two cognitions are not entirely Dao minds, only the recognition of one's own position in heaven and earth, so as to achieve a delicate balance between the individual and heaven and earth. This delicate balance is the heart of the Dao. ”

"Wonderful!" called out the breeze.

Even the wild and innocent night remnant star is also in awe.

Of course, this is just a little bit of insight that we have no view of. Wen Ren said politely.

The Night Remnant Star saluted: "The Lord is humble. ”

In the evening of this day, the wind was light and the night looked at a jade slip, and sighed if he thought about it. Night Remnant Star abandoned the conversation with the gentleman, approached and asked, "Young master, what are you worried about?"

Feng Qingye raised the jade slip in his hand and said, "A set of Buddhist swordsmanship can't condense sword intent." ”

The night remnant star changed color, and said in a low voice: "Daomen monk, it is difficult to cultivate the sword technique of Buddhism, just like those bald donkeys can't cultivate the Xuanmen Sword Dao." Young master, what do you care about it?"

Feng Qingye smiled and said, "Your young master is different. If others don't do it, I will do it, isn't it?"

Xing Ye meditated, indeed, the posture of the young master of my family is not the same as the customs?

"By the way, Master Xing, rummaging through those storage bags of yours, are there any Buddhist scriptures?" Feng Qingye suddenly thought.

Xing Ye didn't think about it, and said in a loud voice: "No, the things have already been sorted out, don't talk about the Buddhist scriptures of false compassion and false compassion, and there is not a page of the Taoist scriptures." ”

The gentleman on that side said gently: "There are eight, nine, and ten volumes of the Taoist Sutra. ”

Don't ask if you are annoyed, you have no Taoist scriptures, is it eight, nine volumes, or ten volumes? Hearing that the gentleman does not approve of the meaning of cultivating Buddhist swordsmanship and reading Buddhist scriptures at night, Mo Wenqing is very agreeable. Sensing that something is wrong, how can this guy staring at her, squirming up and down her lips?

said angrily: "Smell the Lord, look at my eyes and speak in the future, okay!"

Hearing that the gentleman was as good as a stream, his gaze moved upward, and he said: "The poor road is watching what Mo Jushi's eyes say. ”

The wind is light on the night, the cold is cold, and I would rather listen to the snow music.

Qingfeng and Mingyue, the apprentices of the gentleman, didn't know why, and asked each other, "Why do you want to look at your eyes?"

Qingfeng learned the appearance of a master, looked directly at Mingyue's chest, and asked Mingyue: "Look at you here, you can't speak?"

Mingyue replied: "I can speak." Same. ”

Feng Qingye coughed and said: "Find this Buddhist scripture, cultivate some Buddha nature, and with the help of the sword intent of the Wuli Guan Patriarch, it is not bad to practice it in a few strokes." ”

"Isn't it easy to be polite!" Xing Ye put down these words, and the person has gone to the left and right outside the green mountains.

The wind was light and frightened in the night, and it couldn't stop it. According to Xingye's temperament, that Buddhist temple must not suffer? But it won't be a mere Buddhist scripture, shouting and killing, shouting and robbing, and making a big move, right?

A day later, Xing Ye really returned with a huge burden.

Night Remnant Star was extremely proud, laughed, and exclaimed, "Young master, I'm back." ”

As soon as the burden was thrown away, thousands of Buddhist scriptures were churned and scattered all over the ground. Xing Ye laughed a few times again, and shouted: "Happy! Painful!

"Why do you need so much? "When you take it in the light of the night, it is a copy of the Myoho-renge-kyo.

Night remnant star stared at him and said: "Qingfeng, Mingyue, burn these absurd things that search for dry intestines, and the star master will teach you two to fight!"

When it comes to "Buddha", the night remnant star will be insulted. According to his frame, there are three hatreds in his life, and it should be "one hates the bald donkey, two hates the spirit stone, and three hates the demon cultivation", which is appropriate.