Chapter Twenty-Six: All the way to the Yangtze River and all the way to the west

Yun Fengbai still didn't know that the person who taught him for a year and a half and made him treat him as a father and brother was the Sikong Du he wanted to defeat. And from this day on, Yun Fengbai didn't say hello to anyone, and went straight to the place where the Yangtze River flows into the sea in the east, and traveled all over the mountains and rivers of the Yangtze River for 12,000 miles.

His first stop was "Chongming Island", the southernmost part of China.

This is a very small island, but it is also a magical island, because it is composed of countless sediment washed from the upper reaches of the Yangtze River. However, no one can deny the prosperity of this place, and the intelligent people of China may not all have the ability of cultivators to change the heavens and the earth, but they have never lacked the ability to change the environment, with the help of heavenly power, and formulate systems to make themselves live better.

They have cultivated a large number of colorful corals on the seabed, and stocked a large number of fish, shrimp, crabs and turtles like cattle and sheep, providing the freshest aquatic seafood for the whole of China.

The girls here love to wear a pearl shirt strung together by tiny pearls. At night, the sea breeze brings the smell of seawater. Dressed in colorful pearl shirts, they sat on the beach, playing beautiful music, waiting for the strong and powerful underwater man to creep up from the darkness.

Yun Fengbai enjoyed the gorgeous and colorful scenery of the seabed here, and feasted on the most delicious and sweet seafood. Then return to the mainland and head southwest.

It's just that after that day, Yun Fengbai rarely goes to the metropolis to enjoy the gentleness of human civilization, not deliberately avoiding the crowd, but in a mood of a stranger to see the Yangtze River rise and fall, and see the people in the world.

In just half a year, it is naturally impossible for him to finish reading so many things, but it is enough to see what he wants to see, the majesty and magnificence of the Yangtze River are naturally essential, but most of what Yun Fengbai saw has nothing to do with these.

Rather, countless people on both sides of the Yangtze River basin regard the Yangtze River as their enemy, the Yangtze River as their friend, and the Yangtze River as their mother.

Learn, survive, fight

Yun Fengbai saw the beauty of the Three Gorges, but the beauty and steepness were not as good as the Pinghu Dam, and saw the flooding of the river, but the flooded river water would also flow to the north under manpower.

He crossed the Wanzhong Mountain in a light boat, he walked the Shu Road with his hands in his hands, and he jumped on a horse and galloped across the grasslands of western Sichuan.

The chronic disease brought about by Jiuli Shendao has long been defeated by the Yanhuang veins that are swaying away in the Yangtze River, and a nation that has long been decayed, how can it be able to resist the national spirit that has been passed down for 5,000 years, but what kind of tragedy it encounters.

Eighty years ago, Zhou Shuren, one of the strongest people in Chinese liberal arts, once said: Since ancient times, there have been people who have worked hard, people who work hard, people who ask for their lives for the people, and people who sacrifice their lives to seek the law

These four kinds of people are the four ultimate spirits represented by the cultivation of the liberal arts and the Tao to the realm of college students, and these four spirits have never been lacking in the Yangtze River.

There are the soldier Divine Yue Wumu, Lingding Yangwen Tianxiang, Sun Wentai, the father of modern China, and Li Desheng, the founding monarch of China.

Yue Fei's grief of falling short, Wen Tianxiang's loneliness and anger of dying the country and extinction, Sun Wentai's inexplicable joy and sorrow, and Li Desheng's pride in winning the world.

There are wins and losses, losses and wins!

The key to the realm of liberal arts and sciences is the change of will, that is, to recognize one's own heart, the ancient monks called this realm a real person, only after recognizing the true self is called a real person, the real person stands proudly between heaven and earth, and there will never be a possibility of destroying the foundation of the avenue like Xi Xiuping.

In other words, the Tao is in the people, and the body is dead!

Yun Fengbai has the potential to condense his will, or he already has that strength, but he doesn't have it, and Sikong Du doesn't mention it.

Why?

Because accumulation has not yet arrived, this accumulation is not the basis of cultivation -- mindfulness, but the perception of oneself, for society, and for the world, as Kong Zhongni, the founder of the Chinese liberal arts and Taoism, once said: Standing at thirty! Even a saint can only recognize his own way after the age of thirty, not to mention that we and other ordinary people are the way of cultivation in today's society, and everyone recognized that the will to condense oneself is also after going through the college entrance examination at the age of eighteen.

Twenty years ago, some people preached the theory of genius, and even founded the Juvenile University, creating a group of so-called geniuses who gathered their will and recognized their true hearts at the age of twelve or thirteen.

Therefore, Sikong Du did not pass on any of Yun Fengbai's university methods, nor did he even mention anything about university cultivation to him, because he thought that no matter how talented Yun Fengbai was, now was not the time for him to recognize his true heart.

It is precisely because of this that Yun Fengbai was able to see the spirit of the 5,000-year-old nation in the rolling Yangtze River without being affected by his own heart.

With 5,000 years of spiritual culture to cleanse one's soul and cleanse one's filthy soul. This is the pollution he has suffered in the world in the past seventeen years, so that the innate soul gradually attached to the dust of the world, but the national spirit of five thousand years of vast soup soup has made him truly forget the filth of the world, forget the insult suffered by Xi Xiuping, forget the people in Miao Jiang, and forget the need for him in the sixteenth middle school.

He is like the ancient savage human beings, who practiced for the exploration of heaven and earth, and for the freedom of body and mind.

The heart is as clear as a child, and the will is as strong as steel.

It is the mental power of the top liberal arts and Taoist powerhouse, and at this moment, it may not be as pure as Yun Fengbai's mental power, and his snow-capped mountains are also growing at a speed that is impossible for the world to imagine.

But this is not a perfect good thing, the ancients said: blessings and misfortunes depend, and misfortunes and blessings lurk. Things in the world are never simply good or bad, Yun Fengbai's cultivation speed at the moment is enough to envy others, but the most important spirit of the liberal arts and sciences is to see the mystery of the transformation of the mind, not to mention that the liberal arts and sciences have entered the WTO since ancient times, and the ancients said: clear heart, insight, objectivity, enlightenment, self-cultivation, Qi family, governing the country, and leveling the world!

There are many people who have separated from the world and obtained the Great Dao, but there has never been a person in the Liberal Arts Dao who can still hear the Great Dao after leaving the world.

If Yun Fengbai can enter the deep mountains to understand the simplicity of the ancients in seeking the Tao with the origin of human beings, and then walk out of the deep mountains to think of his own responsibilities with the help of today's people, then he is the most outstanding genius of liberal arts and Taoism in China in the past hundred years, otherwise, he will only get lost between heaven and earth and become a wild man!

It's just that the current Yun Fengbai naturally won't know these things, because his mind has already been moved by the great history of the Chinese nation for thousands of years. Although the cold spring brought a cold wind like a knife, his mental power had already gushed out of the snow-capped mountains, protecting his internal organs and even penetrating his nerve endings.

This happens to be in line with one of the great realms of cultivating the path of liberal arts - the mysteries of endless life and subtlety. He only felt that his body and mind were like a rough piece of jade, and every step he walked was like a process of polishing and carving to drive away impurities. made his body and soul gradually reveal the simplicity of innocence and the brilliance of clarity and crystalline.

Even though Yun Fengbai's mind is no longer in him, he also knows that he has practiced correctly, Zhuge Yu often said: "The joy of reading and cultivating is that the more you practice, the more comfortable you are, if you feel pain in practice, then why are so many people practicing?"

Suddenly, Yun Fengbai opened his eyes, no! It shouldn't be said that he opened his eyes, but it should be said that he finally came back to his senses, and a flash of light in his eyes made him look as if he had opened his eyes.

What caught his eyes was a towering mountain range, which was the highest peak in China and even the world, known as the snowy plateau of the roof of the world, in which the road was twisted and turned, before the snowy railway, one of the highest creations of the Chinese Science Road, was built, it was even on the snowy highway I don't know how many people would die every year, but Yun Fengbai smiled lightly and walked on a trail without a trace of fireworks.

It is a trail that only Tibetans in the ancient snowy region walked, and it is said that the Shu Road is difficult, but this road is not much more difficult than the Shu Road.

At this moment, his clothes like a beggar have long been changed, and what he is wearing on his body is a set of robes and shoes that Yun Fengbai casually bought from the villagers of the Yanhuang clan in Tibet.

In order to prevent himself from being bitten by a snake, or a wolf attacking him, Yun Fengbai was careful with every step, and the telekinesis in the snow mountain not only protected his **, but even faintly revealed a hint of threat through his body.

With his current strength, one or two poisonous snakes or lone wolves naturally have no effect, but there has never been any living creature traveling alone on the snowy region, this is the truth that his father told him since he was a child, and with his strength, under any group in the snowy region, it is just a piece of fragrant meat.

However, there was no fear in his heart!

"Bamboo shoes are lighter than horses, and a cloud of smoke and rain is Ren Pingsheng. In an ethereal state of mind, he washed away any discomfort in his body and mind. After a day and a night of walking, and the next morning, Yun Fengbai finally walked to a large protruding rock halfway up the mountainside, and at this time, he looked around, only to see that in the distance of the road, the town and river were all reduced into a picture scroll, hazy in the light mist. It feels like it's real and it's illusory.

Suddenly, a fiery red sun leaped up, sweeping away all the light fog and illuminating the path behind him.

"Xiongguan slow road is really like iron, and now we are stepping forward from the beginning. ”

Yun Fengbai's mental power suddenly surged out of a surging heroism.

The heart is the ethereal spirit of "a cloud of smoke and rain in his life", but it means that "Xiongguan Mandao is as strong as iron". This heart and mind, just like the snow-capped mountains and the power of thought, loosen and tightened, synthesized into a big yin and yang.

Yun Fengbai looked at the rising sun, took a deep breath, and then spit it out.

The weather on the plateau has never had any laws, and at this moment, there was a dull thunder in the sky, and lightning danced like silver snakes.

Yun Fengbai didn't dodge or dodge, and went straight to his knees on top of the boulder, listening to the thunder rolling in the clouds, and watching the heavy rain pouring down in the sky.

Boom! There was another huge explosion of thunder, which shook the earth and shook the mountains, and after the explosion was over, it was an aftersound, surrounding the heavens and the earth.

The lightning strike and heavy rain seemed to hit Yun Fengbai's snow-capped mountains, which made Yun Fengbai involuntarily think of the chess game of the past year, and every chess piece fell like this.

Sikongdu's chess pieces are the power of his small world, and the lightning strike between heaven and earth is the power of the big world of creation.

Yun Fengbai suddenly felt that his telekinesis seemed to have undergone some changes, although his previous telekinesis was also to protect his body and refine his essence, but today it seemed to be directly integrated with his body, his bones, his qi and blood, and his internal organs all seemed to have turned into his telekinesis, allowing him to see their operation process clearly. It was accompanied by lightning strikes and rainfalls.

In the slow shaking and vibration, Yun Fengbai's ears gradually heard the roar of his internal organs, driving the bones to strike out a regular buzzing sound, and the sound of gurgling blood flowing in the veins like a mountain spring was somewhat similar to the thunder sound surrounding the heaven and earth outside.

The rain poured overhead, and the thunder sounded one after another, Yun Fengbai listened carefully, and finally simply closed his eyes, without any distractions in his heart, only the rolling thunder sound between heaven and earth and the vibration of his body's bone joints, and the blood flow matched the simulated thunder sound.

In the end, Yun Fengbai gradually felt that the thunder sound simulated by his telekinesis was indistinguishable from the thunder sound between heaven and earth, and they were completely fused together.

It's a word change!

The ancient Chinese practice notes "Book of Changes" recorded that the thunder and lightning represent the third hexagram, which symbolizes the change after the opposition of yin and yang to the extreme, and it is also recorded in the exploration of the birth of the world in the modern science and Taoism, the birth of the world's life began with the thunder and lightning created the first microorganism, and the practice of Yun Fengbai also got the essence of change in this thunderstorm.

I don't know how long it took, the thunder in the sky gradually stopped, the sound of rain falling also stopped, and Yun Fengbai's closed eyes felt a light.

When I opened my eyes and walked down the rocks, the red sun rose in the east, the rivers and mountains were red, and it was actually another morning! In the morning after the rain, the air was fresh, and the trees under the mountain were particularly lush, so green that they seemed to be flowing with sap.

Yun Fengbai suddenly had a hint of realization, "The heart is as pure as a child, and the mind is as strong as steel." The snow-capped mountains are rivers and rivers, and the skins are also boats that cross the world. This inside and outside, two yin and yang, just matched yesterday, inside and outside, the opening of heaven and earth. Like that thunder that day, it drew out the thunder sound in his body. Mysterious, mysterious, yet tangible. It's wonderful. ”

After moving his body, the mental power in the snow mountain surged again, and Yun Fengbai felt that his snow mountain qi and mental power seemed to be less estranged than yesterday, and more ethereal and calm.

The mind is quiet in the snow-capped mountains, like floating clouds floating in the wind, dancing lightly. Mental power gushed out of the snow-capped mountain and wandered through the Jingmen, like a meteor falling to the ground when facing the enemy, and the force sank.

Yun Fengbai didn't use any method to stimulate his spirit body, he shook his arms and arms, kicked his legs and bounced his body, and there was a crisp explosion, like a broken bamboo.

The way of liberal arts is not like the way of science, many methods are not only the practice method, but also the attack method, the strong man of the liberal arts and the road has always done whatever he wants to the enemy, if he reaches the realm of the Confucian saint, he has to say what he wants and does not exceed the rules, that is because that realm is enough to legislate for heaven and earth, and every word and deed itself is the rule!

Yun Fengbai knew that his penance in the past six months had almost escaped from the hustle and bustle of the world, his soul had been purified, and his will had been condensed as firm as steel little by little under the spiritual touch of the vicissitudes of thousands of years.

This qiē came naturally, and under the guidance of yesterday's thunder sound of heaven and earth, the thunder sound was drawn out at once, and the snow mountain and Jingmen practiced through.

This is also the so-called clear mind of the ancient cultivators, although he has not yet entered the realm of college students, but he has initially seen his true self, if it is said that giving up the chessboard allows him to quickly become a top college student after entering the realm of college students, then Yun Fengbai at this moment can enter the realm of college students at any time!

This is the real pinnacle of foundation building!

If you don't have half a year of spiritual cultivation, you won't be in nature, and you won't be in the thunder sound. If you are in the hustle and bustle of the world, thinking about Sixteen Middle School and Xi Xiuping, living a monotonous ascetic life, and experiencing a standardized education, Yun Fengbai will reach this point, and I don't know how long it will take.

It is likely that the mind is covered with more and more dust, distracting thoughts are disturbed and noisy, and the mind is impure, unclear, and impure. Like most high school students, you will never be able to see this realm, and you will never realize it if you follow the crowd into college.

But this is also very dangerous, because Yun Fengbai has fallen deeply into the joy of heaven and earth cultivation at this moment, and gradually forgot the happiness of the world, if he cultivates the method of birth, it will naturally be fine, but his sea of qi has been wasted, leaving the snow mountain alone, and the person who cultivates the mental power of the snow mountain has always been born in the world!

After walking for more than a month, Yun Fengbai finally entered the plateau area, and the mountain road was steep, so he had to climb up with both hands and feet.

The thick ice and snow piled up on the rocks were grabbed by Yun Fengbai in his hands, cold and cold, even if he had mental power to protect his body, the cold on the sheep intestine path that had not been touched for nearly a hundred years still soaked into his heart and lungs. Before reaching the top of the mountain, Yun Fengbai's hands were already numb.

Thanks to his father's experience since he was a child, he went all the way up, but there was no danger. It's just that the wind on the top of the mountain is strong, and it is April at the bottom of the mountain, and it seems to be a cold winter wax moon on the top of the mountain, and the snow is actually rolled up in the wind, which has to make him take off his coat and hat, so as not to be blown off the cliff by the wind.

It's just that this endless white and vast snow road, without the slightest variegation, looking down, you can't see the way you came. You can't go up, you can't go down, which makes people involuntarily produce a kind of horror in their hearts.

After taking off the robe, Yun Fengbai's whole body felt extremely cold, and the muscles up and down his body seemed to stiffen into ice sculptures, and the sky gradually darkened, and he couldn't recognize the road clearly, so he had to stop, lest he step into the air and fall into the abyss.

Found a depression where he could hide from the strong wind, wrapped himself in a ball with his mental power, Yun Fengbai ate something again, drank some snow water, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

The long dark night did not pass for a long time, anxiously waiting was a greater torture, looking at the pitch-black sky outside, listening to the whistling wind, Yun Fengbai even had a doubt in his heart, will the sky be bright in the end?

The loneliness, the cold, the wind, the waiting, the dark night, the fatigue, and the gradual stiffening of the body all made Yun Fengbai feel a kind of despair in his heart.

"Back then, those Red Army Long March, as well as my father's Tuiyun Army stationed in the snow field, there were no snowy roads and railways, they climbed over these snowy mountains, most of the physique and cultivation will never be better than me, it is also straw sandal leggings, and there is no special equipment, but they can successfully cross it, it is really a miracle. This is the path they traveled back then. There's no reason why I can't go?"

As soon as he remembered that this was not a dead end, but a path that had been walked by his predecessors, the negative feelings in Wang's heart were also dispelled.

The despair brought by this fear and the encouragement brought by his ancestors continued to tug at him in his heart, although he felt inexplicable pain, but it was this pain that gradually pulled him from the clouds to the world, making that pure mental power have a little more taste of life!

"It seems that my will is not as indestructible as I imagined. With a long sigh, in order to prevent himself from being frozen into an ice sculpture after being inactive for a long time, Yun Fengbai's mental power merged into the regular trembling of Jingmen, and it trembled into thunder.

Finally suffering until dawn, Yun Fengbai shook his spirit, forgot all the qiqi again, got up on the road, step by step calm and powerful, recognized the road, and trekked with difficulty.

After two days and one night of life-and-death struggle, Yun Fengbai finally succeeded in climbing over this snow-capped mountain, which stretched to the edge below, where Tibetan areas and some pastures appeared. But the king did not go over, but followed the uninhabited path straight through the nearby towns.

This trip over the mountain is simply hovering on the edge of countless lives and deaths. Yun Fengbai carefully felt his mood in despair and learned a lot of lessons. After resting for a few days and recuperating his body, Yun Fengbai set off again and headed towards another snow-capped mountain. With the previous experience, all the snow-capped mountains were trampled under his feet.

Every time he stepped on a snow-capped mountain, Yun Fengbai felt that his heart and will were much more hollow and firm, until in the end, Yun Fengbai even thought that nothing in this world could shake his will and heart

After ten days, the snow gradually decreased. The grass became more dense, and in the distance of the blue sky and white clouds, larger and towering mountains appeared.

Although the snow-capped mountains have passed, the future is still blue sky and white clouds, and mountains. And there are no towns. Yun Fengbai finally couldn't support it anymore, and he was a little panting, knowing that he had entered the snowy plateau.

"I don't know if this asthma is altitude sickness. Yun Fengbai sat down on a big stone, and the stone he sat on was large and square, blue and white, very hard, and the same stones were scattered around.

The sun in the sky shone down fiercely, and Yun Fengbai suddenly felt a little dizzy.

He wanted to lie down and sleep.

"Can't lie down!" Yun Fengbai admonished himself. But there was no one and no town.

At this time, suddenly a crisp girl's singing voice came from a distance, Yun Fengbai struggled to get up, and saw towards the song that between a group of cattle and sheep, there was a herding Tibetan girl.

The girl's singing voice was sung in Tibetan, Yun Fengbai couldn't understand it, but the tune of the song was very familiar.

Who brought the call of the ancients

Who left a thousand years of hope

Could it be that there are still wordless songs?

It's still that long-lasting attachment

Oh......

I saw mountains and rivers

Mountains and rivers are connected

Yalaso

That's the Tibetan Plateau

Who is looking at the blue sky day and night

Who longs for eternal dreams

Is there a song of praise?

It's still the solemnity that can't be changed

Oh......

I saw mountains and rivers

Mountains and rivers are connected

Yalaso

That is the Tibetan Plateau

Listening to this Tibetan song, an inexplicable emotion and spirit suddenly filled the snow-capped mountains of Yunfengbai, and he also let go of his singing voice and sang in Chinese to follow the girl's tune.

When the girl heard the singing, she drove the sheep over, looked at Yun Fengbai like this, couldn't help but laugh coquettishly, took out butter tea and beef jerky from the leather bag she carried and handed them to him.

Yun Fengbai was not polite, took it casually, rolled his Adam's apple, and swallowed it in a big gulp. After swallowing it, his spirit was shocked, and he smiled at the Tibetan girl, who also smiled, and let go of his singing voice again.

In the song, in an instant, the mind seemed to fly to the distant nine heavens, and the mental power of the snow-capped mountain was once again combined with the body, but the existence that connected the snow-capped mountain and the fine gate was no longer the great power between heaven and earth, but the moving brought by the girl's singing, and even the most terrifying fear in the dark night, they were like an introduction, causing the telekinesis in Yun Fengbai's body to roll up all kinds of emotions like a wave. The telekinesis once again formed a spirit body, and the muscles of his whole body moved like a python, and his head, which had not been shaved for a long time, exploded as if it had been electrocuted.

Yun Fengbai urged the martial arts to do the outside way with his mental power, and punched according to the Tibetan eagle hand that Xi Chongshan had taught him.

With this punch, the mental power urged the whole body to boil, and it rushed towards the fist of the hand.

Just when all the breath was condensed on the pores of the fist, Yun Fengbai's unintentional hand loosened, as if it had suddenly dug a hole in the embankment, and the strength rushed out and hit the stone where he was sitting.

Boom! Stone chips flew, and the hard rock was punched out by Wang into a deep pit, and many small pinhole-like holes appeared in the pit, as well as a lot of wet sweat.

Yun Fengbai's fist was undamaged.

He turned his whole body into a whole, punched out, in fact, contained the power of the whole body, others hit him in one place, but he scattered it all over the body, Yun Fengbai didn't know what this move was called, but he knew that he had practiced it, Yun Fengbai winked at the Tibetan girl who was not beautiful but unusually bright, and then fell to the ground.

In the past six months, because of his loneliness, he has not relaxed his mind, but now he has understood the touching of the world, and he naturally gives himself to the people of the same clan with confidence.

Even if this person has never met him, he is willing to believe her, which is also a new test of his own cultivation!