Creeks, willows, sunsets.

Reeds, flocks of egrets, thatched huts.

There are three moon willows in front of the door, and irises bloom outside the fence.

The waves are bursting, lapping the riverbank, the willows are green, Shu is curling, the reeds are swinging, and there are waves of reeds with white flowers.

The egret chirps, which is exciting.

A green lamp, a desk, an incense burner, and a chessboard.

An old monk with a face full of vicissitudes and a kind face.

A beautiful woman dressed in white and with skin like cream.

In a chess game, black and white chess pieces are scattered on the chessboard, and it is clear that there has been a fierce battle.

The woman's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, suddenly stretched, and her smile was like a flower.

The old monk's eyes flashed with wisdom, but there was a trace of helplessness on his face.

"Master, you lost. The woman put the white child in her hand back into the chess jar and looked at the old monk in front of her with a smile.

"Lost, lost. The old monk shook his head.

"Would you like another game, Master?" the woman asked softly.

"Not coming. The old monk said.

"Why don't you come?" the woman asked.

"Since you have already lost, then you don't need to come again, if you want to come again, you will be dissatisfied in your heart, and if you are not convinced, you will be angry. The old monk folded his hands and said.

"Master, what kind of path is this way to cultivate?" the woman asked again.

"Non-Dao. The old monk shook his head.

"Is it a demon?" the woman asked strangely.

"It's not a way, it's not a demon, it's not a demon. The old monk replied.

"What's that?" the woman asked in surprise.

The old monk smiled faintly at the woman, then folded his hands on his forehead and chanted loudly: "Ah Mida Buddha." ”

'Hum' a glittering golden '10,000' character print suddenly appeared above the old monk's bright head, like the sun shining under the sky, with a solemn, solemn, and a kind of obsessive majestic power.

The woman's face changed, and she became extremely solemn.

"What kind of law is this?" the woman asked in a deep voice.

"Dharma. The old monk smiled.

"Never heard of it. The woman shook her head.

"This method has no precedent. The old monk said.

"Oh, then I'd like to hear it. The Master's Dharma, and I don't know what a Buddha is?" the woman asked.

The old monk's brows moved slightly, and he said, "Buddha is all wisdom. ”

"What wisdom does the Buddha have?" the woman asked again.

"A flower is a world, a tree is a floating life, a grass is a paradise, a leaf is as it comes, a sand is a bliss, a pure land is a party, a smile is a dust. One thought, one quiet. The old monk said softly.

The woman's face was solemn, and she could hear the wisdom contained in these words, which was a great wisdom that embraced all things and contained the heavens, the earth and the universe.

Deep, mysterious.

"I wonder if the master has comprehended this wisdom?" the woman already had a hint of respect in her tone at this time.

"No, I didn't. The old monk shook his head.

"The master can see the marriage of people. I guess I know what the future holds. The woman asked with a smile.

"The marriage of the golden carp is destined in the previous life. The past life was evil. In this world, the old woman's son and the young lady were destined in the previous life, but unfortunately they were spoiled by the golden carp, so they had a marriage in this life. "The old monk's reasoning is very simple, that is, the reason why he can see clearly. It's just predestined.

"If the master can know the past and present lives, he must also know the future. The woman continued.

"The donor is in the same life, and in the past and present life, everything is false. The old monk said.

"What is a look?" the woman asked.

"Appearance is falsehood. Vanity is a floating cloud. The Buddha said: Only by having no self, no one, no sentient beings, and no longevity can we reach the other side and gain great wisdom. The old monk said slowly.

"What does the master think is good and what is evil?" asked the woman again.

"Good and evil are all private thoughts, that is, if they are private thoughts, they are all evil, so how can we speak of good?" the old monk asked rhetorically.

"Is there a good or evil in the world?" the woman asked.

"Yes, everyone can be evil, and all can be good, the evil is the best of good, and the good is the end of evil. The old monk replied.

"Is there a difference between life and death in that world, good and evil?" the woman asked.

"Life and death are the constant wheel of heaven, irreversible, there is life and death, there is death and there is life, there is gathering and dispersing, and there is giving and gaining. The old monk replied fluently.

The woman was stunned, then smiled.

"All evil and lewdness are the first, so I don't know what the master thinks of this word 'lewdness'?" the woman asked with a smile, without the slightest hint of unnaturalness, although she was a little unreserved, but no one would associate her with a bad woman.

The old monk was also indifferent, and said: "Lewdness is the nature of all things, since it is the nature, there is no distinction between good and evil, if you can control your desires freely, you will be wise, if you are controlled by lewdness, you will be a mediocre person." ”

"The master's Dharma is profound, and the little woman admires it. The woman said suddenly.

"Ahh "The old monk chanted the Buddha's name.

Suddenly, the old monk looked at the woman with a pair of ancient eyes and said, "I don't know what the donor is coming to the human world, what is the so-called matter, aren't you afraid of being discovered by my human race monks?"

The woman's expression remained unchanged, and she said, "The master is really powerful, and he can see that I am not a human race." ”

"The breath on your body is extremely weak, and there is a strong popularity on the human body, and there is a strong demonic aura on the demon's body, but you are not strong at either, but it is mediocre, others may not notice, but the poor monk can't help but notice. The old monk said.

"Truth be told, I'm here to travel the human world. The woman said.

"The war between the demons is inevitable, and when the time comes, there will be a lot of life, and the common people will suffer, and under the reincarnation, it will be difficult to have all, good, good. The old monk suddenly showed a compassionate look, shook his head and sighed silently.

"Since ancient times, whether it is a national conquest or a racial conquest, it is an inescapable rule, so why bother with the master. The woman took a sip of the brewed spiritual tea and said with a smile.

"It's a pity that the immortals and gods are fighting, and mortals are suffering, and my Buddha is merciful, and I really don't want to see such a situation. The old monk said.

"The master said, everything is empty and vain, why do you care so much at this time, if you don't become an immortal, you will end up being an ant. Isn't it a kind of suffering for a monk to go against the sky?" the woman asked rhetorically.

"Everyone in the world suffers, and the poor monks are willing to spend all the suffering in the world. The old monk suddenly said with a solemn expression.

"The master has a common heart and lofty ambitions, and the little woman admires it. The woman said again.

"You have a sword. The old monk suddenly looked at the green jade sword in the woman's hand.

"Yes, I have a sword. The woman drank her tea, a smile on her face.

"It's not the human race that wears a sword, and there is only one person in the demon clan who can walk the world with swordsmanship. The old monk said.

"Yes, there's only one. The woman also said. And the tone is extremely affirmative.

"The first sword cultivator of the demon clan, dancing in the autumn!" suddenly burst into the old monk's eyes.

The master's eyes were like torches. Wu Ningqiu suddenly dragged the purple sand teacup with her plain hands, made a toasting gesture and said.

"Your sword is really not defeated?" the old monk asked.

"Nope. Wu Ningqiu shook her head.

"In the same rank?" the old monk asked again.

"In the same class. Wu Ningqiu affirmed.

"What's the name of your sword?" the old monk asked again.

"Off the strings. Leaving the soul and leaving the spirit, breaking the strings and breaking the intestines and breaking the song. Wu Ningqiu said lightly.

"It's good to be off the strings. It is also within the five elements. If it is within the five elements, then there must be restraint. The old monk said.

"What does the master mean by saying that my swordsmanship has a nemesis?" asked Wu Ningqiu.

"Yes, everything is mutually reinforcing. The old monk said.

"Then dare to ask the master, who will restrain me?" Wu Ningqiu asked curiously.

The Buddha said, "Don't say it." "The old monk said together.

"Hahahahaha. Wu Ningqiu suddenly burst out laughing, full of arrogance in her laughter. Full of arrogance.

"Why is the donor laughing?" the old monk wondered.

Wu Ningqiu looked at the old monk and said, "The Buddha said: Don't say it. ”

The old monk was stunned for a moment, and then said with a wry smile: "The poor monk is in good shape." ”

Wu Ningqiu looked at the old monk and said, "Master, you are the first person who knows that I am a demon clan and still invites me to tea." ”

"So what?" asked the old monk.

"Of course that's good. Wu Ningqiu suddenly stood up. grabbed the purple sand red furnace teapot on the table, tilted his head and turned the spout down, and poured it into his mouth.

'Goo Dong' 'Goo Dong' 'Goo Dong' Wu Ningqiu gulped down, just like a man drinking.

"The donor drinks tea like this, which is too unelegant. The old monk smiled.

Wu Ningqiu put down the teapot and looked at the old monk with a smile, "Master, everything is false, you are in love again." ”

The old monk was stunned again, and then said: "The donor is born with wisdom, it is better to escape into the Buddha and practice Buddhism with the poor monks, and there will be great achievements in the future." ”

"Is it a great achievement?" Wu Ningqiu put down the teapot, wiped the corners of her mouth gently, and then strolled to the door, "I want to ask you, ask them, ask all the living beings in the world." The back of Wu Ningqiu looks extremely ethereal and immortal in the sunset, "I dance Ningqiu, do I need to achieve great things." ”

'Yin' The sword came out of the sheath in response, the blade of the sword groaned lightly, the sword aura rose slightly, the tip of the sword slowly slashed across the air in front of him, and in an instant, a fresh breeze blew, blowing the reeds and blowing the long hair of Wu Ningqiu.

The old monk sighed, "The world is crazy, the world is busy. ”

Wu Ningqiu walked out with the sword of the string, her laughter gradually sounded, and gradually became smaller, and finally completely disappeared into the sound of the reeds.

The old monk slowly stood up, walked outside the grass house, and looked at the dancing autumn in the sky.

I saw that Wu Ningqiu was holding a reed in her mouth at this time, and her clothes were shaking under the evening breeze, "Master, next time Ningqiu comes back, you have to remember to make good tea, today's tea is a little hot." ”

"Hahaha, fate should always be there, and you will come when the tea is cold. The old monk said to Wu Ningqiu with a smile.

Wu Ningqiu hugged her fists and bowed, the soles of her feet were windy, and her figure disappeared into the night in an instant.

Fate is like this, although Wu Ningqiu came here inadvertently, he happened to see the old monk and saw the extraordinaryness of the old monk, otherwise he would not have talked with the old monk until now.

Fate, no identity, no distinction between rich and poor, no distinction between race and faith.

One of the purest forces in the world, and the greatest power.

The old monk turned and walked into the grass house, and soon after, in the night breeze, under the stars, in the reeds, bursts of Sanskrit sounds passed through the windows, through the houses, to the clouds, and finally to the vast starry sky.

The moon is bright and the stars are scarce, and a few jackdaws are resting in the treetops, indicating that late autumn is approaching, and the flowers and plants can still remain verdant for a while with the strong aura of heaven and earth.

Ye Qing lay quietly on the grass, letting the breeze blow on his face, letting the power of the clouds and thorns wrap himself, he opened his eyes and looked at the bright starry sky, it was an indescribable beauty.

Some people say that people are born to live in the cage of the world, so at this moment, Ye Qing is looking at the stars in the sky, doesn't this mean that he is in one cage, looking at some other cages?

I just don't know if there is anyone like myself on other stars, who is looking up at the starry sky at this time?

The star map in the depths of the sea suddenly moved, but Ye Qing didn't want to check it at the moment, Tai Yijian was also lying beside him, and Ye Qing enjoyed this quiet and peaceful.

The bright moon shines on the earth, and all living beings are bathed in moonlight.

The stars shone with a faint silver glow, and in a moment, the silver glow had covered the entire sky.

Ye Qing's eyes froze, he was a little skeptical that he was dazzled, he rubbed his eyes, and found that on each star, there were pieces of silver glow, and the silver glow of these stars was falling in the direction where he was.

It's a star chart.

Ye Qing immediately thought of the reason for this scene, under the inner vision of his divine consciousness, he saw that his sea of knowledge was silvery white, and the star map was quietly suspended in the depths of the sea of knowledge, in the center of the star map, one after another stars jumped out of it, entered Ye Qing's sea of knowledge, and formed a huge galaxy in Ye Qing's sea of knowledge.

"This" Ye Qing was stunned for a moment, and then, as soon as the faint silver glow entered his mind, when he blended with these stars, his spiritual power and divine consciousness were instantly wrapped in a warm energy.

"Exercise Divine Sense?" Ye Qing immediately thought of these four words in his heart, only to see that under the illumination of those stars and starlight, his entire sea of consciousness was warm, and his divine consciousness was like a newborn baby, in warm swaddling clothes.

Ye Qing only felt that his divine consciousness and spiritual power were growing at an extremely slow rate, although this speed was extremely slow, but presumably those monks who had no head and no brains and didn't know how to cultivate spiritual power were much better.

Divine Sense, this is the most basic thing for a monk, when the monk's cultivation is relatively low, the Divine Sense will not be of much use, but when the monk enters the Sword Sect realm, the Divine Sense is an extremely important thing.

Divine consciousness is connected to the entire sea of consciousness, and the whole sea of consciousness originates from a person's soul, and the soul is the power of the spirit.

All the monks can only make a breakthrough in the divine consciousness and spiritual power with the breakthrough of cultivation, but they don't know that the divine consciousness and spiritual power can be cultivated in the same way as cultivation.

And the strength of the spiritual power is also the foundation of a monk's main strength.

It's like two sword cultivators fighting, one sword cultivator can control three thousand sword qi, while the other sword cultivator can only control one thousand sword qi, this is the role of spiritual power, spiritual power is the trunk of the tree, then divine consciousness is the branch of the tree.

Divine consciousness is generally used to perceive and sense things around us, and then convey them back, and other major affairs also need spiritual power to complete, divine consciousness, cognition, and feeling, which can also be understood as the arms and eyes of spiritual power.

Therefore, the two complement each other and are indispensable. (To be continued......)