The summit of Qingyun Peak

On the edge of the steep cliff stands a beautiful woman in white, with beautiful hair and fluttering dresses flying together, like a relic on the shore, with a graceful demeanor. The woman's figure is plump, if you increase one point, you will be ugly, and if you subtract one point, you will be demonic, which is just a slender and enchanting figure without losing her sense of flesh.

Xue Yu bit her red lip lightly, thinking about something with a melancholy expression, this Qinglou master who got out of the red dust is now more like a red dust immortal who has fallen into the world.

At the other end of the mountain, Ji Lingsheng squatted in front of the door, staring at Xue Yu's worried back with a little worry, rubbing his palms, Ji Lingsheng couldn't hold back his thoughts and didn't step forward to ask.

Xue Yu has been in a daze these days, for some reason, Ji Lingsheng hasn't asked, Xue Yu doesn't want to tell him, he doesn't want to talk too much, there is no need for this, people will always have a little secret.

took out the blue noodle bound book that he touched from Qingyunzi, Ji Lingsheng observed it for a long time with a rigorous and serious attitude, but he still didn't see any doorway, and with an idea, Ji Lingsheng connected the lines and read them again, and found that the beginning and end of the sentences were all out of context and fragments, and there was nothing mysterious.

When I first flipped through this book, I only read a few pages of market remarks, Ji Lingsheng disdained to read it again, and then listened to the good-tempered master say that it was an introductory talk written by him when he was young, and with a little humane thought in his heart, Ji Lingsheng put a snack on the blue book again, and read it word for word, Ji Lingsheng knew that what Qing Yunzi said was true.

The book is full of nonsense, Ji Lingsheng is not modest to estimate that he can write a book, and this word must be much better than Qingyunzi, Ji Lingsheng knows that he writes well, and he can write a beautiful upright Xiaokai with a layman.

Throwing the only book he saw on the top of Qingyun Mountain by the door, Ji Lingchang sighed, looked up, Xue Yu disappeared at some point, opened his head and looked around, but he didn't find any trace of Yiren, and he sighed even more.

The master led him into the door, and the practice was personal, Ji Lingsheng has thoroughly understood the true meaning of it to this day, Qingyunzi, the sloppy master, except for teaching him a stupid way to accumulate spiritual energy and temper his physique, he didn't teach anything else, as if he looked down on Ji Lingsheng's understanding.

"Master, can I talk to you?", Ji Lingsheng has never had the consciousness of knocking on the door, Qingyunzi has been vague about him for a long time, and he has lost patience and respect.

Qingyunzi is good-tempered, and he doesn't care about anything, but he doesn't say anything.

Ji Lingsheng pulled the only chair and sat down, and the master sat cross-legged on the bed, and it would be a big rebellion for him to go to the bed again. Seeing Qingyunzi's unexpected silence, Ji Lingsheng just acquiesced when he agreed, and said with a dry smile:

"Master, you said that the apprentice has been going up the mountain for a year, and the method you taught me is good, but I think it's still a little slower, and I will continue as such, and when the apprentice becomes a teacher, wouldn't it be the Year of the Monkey?

Qingyunzi, who was held up to the sky, finally opened his eyes, and glanced at Ji Lingsheng casually, the unclear meaning made Ji Lingsheng immediately feel that he was being looked down upon, and it seemed to be a little too much, Ji Lingsheng asked tentatively while thinking, "How are you old?"

Qing Yunzi, who had a solemn face, frowned and said: "You are too anxious, you will suffer when you go down the mountain, and I have not taught you to cultivate for a long time. ”

Ji Lingsheng put away his exaggerated performance, and said: "The old man often says this about me, but this temperament can't be changed for a while, it's better to teach me cultivation first, Master, and when I enter the rivers and lakes and suffer a few losses, I can remember your goodness and know how to calm down." ”

Although Qing Yunzi, who was originally stereotyped but actually had a good temper, immediately lowered his face and said in a deep voice: "It's not necessarily a good thing to suffer a loss, it can be said to be a workout to get through it, what if you don't get through? Sometimes you lose your life when you suffer a loss, so what should you do?"

Ji Lingsheng was speechless, and after careful pondering, he suddenly realized that suffering is never a tempering, it is just the humble words of successful people, and for those who have not survived, it is the sun that will not be seen tomorrow.

Leaving Qingyunzi's residence, Ji Lingsheng lowered his head and pondered, meditating and meditating, how to meditate? Ji Lingsheng suddenly remembered that Ji Changfeng asked him to stay in the side hall for a long time every day, wasn't it just a way to seek meditation? Unfortunately, he had been in the wind for so many years.

After thinking about it again and again, Ji Lingsheng walked to the edge of the cliff, sat down cross-legged, and approached the cliff of the high mountain without being surprised, this may be a good way to temper his mind.

At this time, the sky was darkened due to the coming rain, Ji Lingsheng sat on the edge of the cliff, the moist breeze blew, and there was an itchy feeling on his face, and his nose was full of the breath of fresh rain in the empty mountains, mixed with a noisy smell of dust.

With his hands on his knees, Ji Lingsheng tried to find the kind of mysterious and mysterious state that recorded in the book that the spiritual platform was empty and the heart was dust-free, his breathing gradually slowed down, Ji Lingsheng vaguely felt that he had signs of having no distracting thoughts, and it was not right to think about it, how could he know that he was distracted-free without distracting thoughts?

So he shook his head and started again, this time, Ji Lingsheng entered the state faster, didn't think about anything, didn't do anything, let his thoughts sink from his brain into his heart, and gradually get better, Ji Lingsheng's breathing became extremely calm, without the slightest fluctuation, and the interval between an inhalation and an exhalation seemed to stretch a cycle.

After about a stick of incense, Ji Lingsheng gently opened his eyes, he really didn't realize the feeling of fugue being too empty, and his distracting thoughts were less, but he subconsciously thought about it without paying attention, closed his eyes, and Ji Lingsheng tried to settle down again.

There was a slight rain in the sky, and the light raindrops fell on Ji Lingsheng's shoulders, and even the clothes could not penetrate it, but the cold was very heavy, and the slight coolness could be felt through the fabric.

The rain stopped after a while, but Ji Lingsheng was still as immobile as a mountain, his clothes were half wet, and his head was full of fine raindrops like salt and snow, and he didn't tremble.

seemed to have found a method, but Ji Lingsheng opened his eyes again, his brows furrowed seriously, and he said to himself: "It's another stupid method, I sat for half an hour and only found a little feeling, if I want to meditate with this, I'm afraid it won't work for a few years." ”

"Master, do you think my method is stupid?", Ji Lingsheng suddenly asked without looking back, "Shang Ke, cultivation can't take shortcuts, the faster you climb, the easier it is to mess up, and when the time comes, you will really go astray by putting the cart before the horse." An inaudible voice of appreciation came from behind, and Qingyunzi was standing quietly behind Ji Lingsheng.

In terms of Qingyunzi's territorial strength, even if he doesn't hide his breath, it is extremely difficult for Ji Lingsheng to discover him, but Ji Lingsheng was born with a perception beyond ordinary people, and he is extremely sensitive to subtle movements, and the more he is in the depths of silence, the more he can listen to all directions.

And now it has just rained, and the ground is full of depressions of different depths, even if Qingyunzi is light, he does not deliberately hide it, and the sound of the water is wet, and there is still a lot of movement in Ji Lingsheng's ears.

Listening to the two words with affirmative meaning but not the right way, Ji Lingsheng pursed his lips helplessly, lowered his head and thought about it, and asked a question that he had treasured for a long time: "Master, do you think there is an end to this cultivation?", Qing Yunzi, who has the experience to write a long book, was stunned, but he didn't expect this apprentice with a frivolous temperament to ask such a profound question.

Qing Yunzi took two steps forward, and happened to stand side by side with Ji Lingsheng, his eyes fixed on the distant mountains, and asked rhetorically, "What do you think?"

Ji Lingsheng pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, he didn't look at the advanced appearance of the strong master, but he was very sneering at Qingyunzi's practice of throwing questions at him every time, if I knew, could I still help you?

But I can only think about this in my heart, it is absolutely impossible to say it, and I pretended to think about it seriously, Ji Lingsheng raised his head and said: "Someone told me that cultivation has no end, and at that time I was still a disciple who was dead to cultivation, and I never thought about what the deep meaning was, but now I feel that there is a little bit of truth, what do you think?"

Ji Lingsheng threw the question to Qingyunzi trickily, Master Dadu didn't care, and said slowly: "Who knows if there is an end to cultivation? The desire to pick up the stars and the moon is not so much that cultivation has no head, but that people's desires and greed have no head. ”

Ji Ling, who seemed to have heard such remarks somewhere, was stunned for a while, and muttered: "What you said seems to be quite reasonable, but I always feel that if I live as old as you, I can understand it myself." ”

Qingyunzi was not annoyed, he just felt that this unscrupulous apprentice had a kind face, and what he said was deviant, and when he met a more violent master, he was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.

"Who told you these words?", Qing Yunzi asked casually with his hand, Ji Lingsheng's mind turned, he reacted, and replied: "It's a guy who likes to pretend and thinks he is romantic, by the way, he still has a small realm strength." ”

Qing Yunzi shook his head, and then asked, "Is it the same grade as you?", Ji Lingsheng frowned, patted his thigh and said, "Have you seen him?"

Qingyunzi said calmly: "He has been here. Ji Lingsheng was taken aback, and asked: "Then why don't you accept him as an apprentice?", as soon as he finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself in the face, and the realm accepted the realm as an apprentice, what is this?

"The crown is unparalleled. Qingyunzi said word by word.

Ji Lingsheng smacked his lips, although he knew this, but from the mouth of this strong man who was the number one in Siyue, it was still full of shock, and he made up his mind in his heart, next time he saw that guy, he had to pay a good respect.

Qing Yunzi, who was watching the twilight from afar, glanced at Ji Lingsheng, sighed and said, "You go and find Yu'er." Ji Lingsheng was stunned for a moment, and then immediately got up and left.

A sigh came from the edge of the cliff.

Ji Lingsheng rushed into Xue Yu's room and saw Xue Yu beside the bed at a glance.

Xue Yu sat at the head of the bed, wrapped in a bright red suit, shining brightly in anticipation, staring at Ji Lingsheng's eyes as bright as stars.