Falling from the tree, I got up and rubbed my buttocks, and looked at the green pine that seemed to be laughing at my stupidity unconvinced, Master will spend it with you today, I really don't believe that it's just such a crooked neck tree, and I can't climb it yet.

I took more than ten steps back again, this time I don't play such a difficult action, I still honestly use the methods of normal people. Let's jump up and see if we can reach the branch.

After measuring the distance, I spread my legs and rushed over. I jumped up a foot from the tree, and I didn't know how high I could jump, and I tried to reach for the branch. But just as my poor fingers were within an inch of the branch, I was pulled back to the ground by the relentless laws of gravity.

I looked at Qingsong dejectedly, and then looked at Dao Fan, who was expressionless not far away, I shrugged helplessly, Brother Dao Fan, I really have no way.

Dofan walked up to me, lifted the placket of my shirt, and then lifted it up, and a huge liliang threw me into the air. As I was about to reach the highest point, I reached out and hugged the trunk of the green pine. Fortunately, this time it was just enough, and I finally "climbed" this green pine with the help of Dao Fan.

Holding on to the trunk of the green pine, I stretched out my legs and stepped on the branches of the green pines, and then climbed up to the top of the tree by following the branches. With great effort, I finally lived up to Daofan's expectations and climbed to the edge of the tiny branch he hoped for.

However, I hesitated, stood on the edge of the branch, and leaned over to look at Dao Fan: "Senior brother, are you sure you want me to go to the center of this branch?"

Dofan nodded at me, "If you can stand on the edge, I'd love to see it." ”

I glared at him, cheered myself up, and walked cautiously towards the center of the branch. With every step I took, I trembled, the branches of the trees swaying slightly under my feet, and the creaking sound made me tremble. If I continue like this, I guess before I reach the target position, the branch will not be able to bear my weight, and it will break resolutely.

I raised my heart to my throat, and now that I had taken a step, there was no possibility of retreating. No matter how scared you are, no matter how calm you are, you can't turn all your hard work into flowing water, and there is Dao Fan who seems to be at ease standing under the tree. He didn't say anything, but I knew in my heart that he had expectations for me.

When I finally succeeded in standing in the middle of the branch, I felt inexplicable. Looking up at the light wind and looking down at the lush greenery of the forest, it was as if I was standing in the clouds, and a sense of pride rose for no reason.

"Senior brother, what should I do next?"

"You'll just stand there for an hour. ”

“.........”

If standing at the bottom of the water is a cold sense of loneliness, now standing on a branch is a deep sense of fear. My thighs had been awkward with me, and I couldn't help but shudder, and the branches were discordantly giving me a wave of displeasure.

For an hour, this is more painful than the military training and military posture when I entered high school, and I don't want to be an acrobat, standing so tall is useless.

"Stand up biedong, don't think about it, don't be impetuous, otherwise I won't be able to save you if you fall." ”

"Also, pay attention to your balance, or the branch won't be able to bear your weight. ”

All morning, I did two things, took a cold bath, and stood in a tree for a while and pretended to be a little sparrow. It seemed very simple, but when I did it, my whole body seemed to fall apart. I finally got to the meal, and just after eating, I wanted to rest for a while, and I was caught by Yanshou and recited in the Zongjing Hall.

Perhaps it was the feeling of floating self when I first stood on the branch of the tree in the morning was too strong, so that I was not as absent-minded as I used to when I recited Idealism. I'm not smart enough, but I'm not an elm pimple. There must be some truth to the reason why I am asked to do this, but I haven't realized it yet.

Seeing that I was focused, Yanshou nodded happily, "Daofan, how do you feel?"

"I don't feel it. "I wanted to scratch my hair, but unfortunately I just touched the slick shell of my head.

"Don't be mere to words, don't distort the meaning of the text, you need to feel it with your heart, feel the integration of heaven and earth in front of your eyes. You are angry and dantian, and when you speak, your mind is focused on the first line. ”

I tried the method mentioned in the longevity words, took a deep breath, held this qi into the dantian, and then slowly exhaled it according to the scriptures. At first, it felt different from usual, but when Yanshou knocked on the wooden fish, I instantly found that there was a trace of breath swimming in the dantian.

Could it be that this is the legendary internal force?

Regarding the theory of internal force, it is mysterious and mysterious. It seems to exist, but it doesn't seem to exist at all. It's not like you can breathe it out when you want to. I'm not sure that this is the internal force, but it's not good to ask about longevity, so I can only concentrate on reciting the wisdom of the heart.

According to the schoolwork schedule of life extension. Every morning, I was trained by the devil in the cruel and inhumane way, at first I just bathed and climbed the trees, and then I carried more rocks and chopped wood. After persevering like this, my body also became stronger, and with the daily practice of pranayama with my life, I gradually felt that the breath in my body gradually became stronger and stronger.

External strength cultivates and strengthens the body, forging the body like iron, and then going through the way of internal strength and qi cultivation, and storing this liliang reasonably after training. After half a month of perseverance, the careful training of Daofan and Yanshou, I finally opened the door to martial arts.

Once the foundation of my body was laid, Dao Fan began to teach me Prajna. The boxing routines of Pranya Boxing are defensive, with a total of 24 styles. It only took me three days to learn the whole set, but I didn't make any progress when I really wanted to make a show.

"Look at your fists, when you hit them, they are weak and weak, and your steps are also vain. When you throw a fist, you have to gather your whole body on your shoulders and arms, and then follow the punch. ”

"Also, the power of boxing is not how much force you use, but how freely you can retract it. If you punch out and you can't get your strength back, then you will hurt yourself. ”

I carefully pondered Dao Fan's words, dismantled the Pranya Fist routine, and slowly experienced it one move at a time. The punch is not strong, the punch is uneven, and the punch is not enough. It turns out that practicing boxing is really not an easy task, without years of hard work, at most it is to practice a set of fancy shelves.

The idealistic formula has basically been recited to the fullest, and it has been memorized backwards. Seeing that I no longer relied on books, Yanshou reduced the number of chantals and made more time for me to meditate.

Meditation is one of the basic ways of internal cultivation. Being able to feel the presence of internal force does not mean that you can use this liliang from the body. At my current level, it's as if I can feel the wind, but I can't grasp it. It's one thing to feel existent, it's another to turn existence into substance.

"The Mind Wisdom is an internal method of mind created for the teacher's meditation. It comes out according to the principles of Buddhism, and the Zen mind is uncertain, and it does not come out. ”

Yanshou saw that I had been meditating for a long time without any movement, so he walked around his chest with his hands and drew a set of techniques that seemed to be internal cultivation: "You follow my technique and slowly regulate pranayama." ”

I did the same, but silently said, "Master, what is Zen mind?"

"Don't set up words, don't pass on outside the teaching, where the heart goes, the dust is not provoked, it is the Zen heart. ”

I can't understand it for a while, and I'm not in a hurry, I still understand step by step. Rome wasn't built in a day, I take my time, and I'll come to my senses.

The month of practicing martial arts in Yongming Temple was the happiest time for me to come to Shijie, I felt that I had never done something so seriously, and I wanted to practice kung fu well day and night. However, after a month, I only got a glimpse of the doorway, and I didn't have the courage and opportunity to practice with Daofan.

Yanshou and Daofan taught me wholeheartedly, and I could feel the sincere feelings they had for me. Perhaps, staying in the temple so quietly and being a monk is also a very happy thing.

Such thoughts often come to my mind, but when I think of it, I shake my head with a wry smile, I can be an apprentice for a lifetime, but I still have two sworn brothers, and their life and death are uncertain. If you really want to stay in Yongming Temple for the rest of your life, at least you have to wait until you find Shui Invisible and Yin Amei before making plans.

I am diligent in my practice, and I will never slack off, and what I think in my heart is that when I find them in the future, when I encounter danger, I will no longer be a burden, but a helper.

This month, in addition to practicing, there is another thing that is very troublesome. It was Li Zhongxuan, who I met on the edge of the West Lake and made me a monk, who kept harassing me.

I found that the ancient literati were worse than the monks, who did not produce, but at least knew how to carry water and chop firewood, and lived in penance, while the literati were idle all day long, chanting a few foreign poems, and treating vassal elegance as a job, which was simply a.

This guy has lived in Yongming Temple since I became a monk, and every day, in addition to symbolically discussing Buddhism with Yanshou, he talks to me about poetry the rest of the time. Where there is a genius and what a good song is chanted, this guy always wants to show off in front of me.

I know in my heart that this guy is purely here to squeeze me, trying to force me to make words with agitation, and then he can take my words to show off in his circle. Hey, people's hearts, no matter how many thousand years have passed, it is a virtue.

In this way, Li Zhongxuan pestered me for more than half a month, but I have always adhered to my principles and never plagiarized the works of any later great poets. He didn't get anything, but he didn't get angry, but mistakenly thought that I was high-spirited and bright, and devoted himself to cultivating Buddhism, and admired me even more.

On the whole, in addition to being a bit of a literati, Li Zhongxuan is actually a very warm-hearted good guy, and when I can't eat meat, this guy can always secretly get me meat from outside the temple in the middle of the night to my liking.

"Buddha, Buddha, as the so-called wine and meat pass through the intestines, you often sit in my heart. I'm not eating meat, I'm practicing, Buddha, you have to understand. ”

Li Zhongxuan always called me to the Zongjing Hall in the middle of the night, and then secretly took out cooked meat from his arms. Sometimes it's chickens and ducks, sometimes it's cattle and sheep, and it's all professionally cooked.

"Come on, Daoxi, you are deceiving yourself. "Li Zhongxuan got acquainted with me, and his speech was no longer so polite.

"Where did you get this meat, you're not lazy in your craft. I asked as I pulled off a chicken leg and stuffed it into my mouth, chewing it.

"This is the craftsmanship of the imperial chef in the Wuyue Palace. ”

"Huh, you're not kidding?" I looked at Li Zhongxuan with wide eyes, the dishes made by the emperor's imperial chef entered my mouth, wasn't it a dream?

"Do I, Li Zhongxuan, seem to be a person with a mouth full of gibberish?"

I looked at him as serious as if he was joking, so I asked, "Then what is your identity?"

"Didn't Master Longevity tell you?"

I shook my head, saying that I have known Li Zhongxuan for more than half a month, I only know that this guy is from Jinling, but I don't know anything about his identity and background.

"I am the prince of the Tang Kingdom. ”

No, this guy looks immature and has no extravagance at all, he is actually Li Yu's son, is it wrong.

"So, do you know Oracle Lee?"

"That's my cousin, do you know her?"

Li Zhongxuan stared at me curiously, and I looked at him in amazement, Li Shenxuan is your cousin, this ......

"Then you shouldn't call me Daoxi, you should call me uncle. ”