Chen Tianhong stood in the dark mountains, lonely and frightened, his heart pounding. He had no choice but to quickly return to the more peaceful Buddha hall, sit at his desk and meditate, and slowly spread out a blank piece of paper. He decided to record everything he had encountered, known, and heard so far, and studied it slowly.

From that night on, Chen Tianhong consciously and actively planned his next step for the first time. This was a huge breakthrough for him. It's just that there are too many things that backfire, and it still makes him anxious.

The most weird and incomprehensible thing is two things, one is the killer who comes one after another, and the other is that there will be a fresh demon beast outside the grass house every morning.

Eleven waves of people came before and after the killer. Even if it is Chen Tianhong now, he can be sure that it is actually eleven people sent by different organizations. In other words, there are many people who want his life. This complicated situation has invisibly disrupted Chen Tianhong's existing fixed line of thought. forced him to break out of his conventional thinking and rethink.

Fortunately, after the eleventh wave of people, finally no one came again.

The matter of demon beasts seems to be more mysterious. Chen Tianhong stared at it all night for several nights, and could only find one thing. At the end of each day, a huge shadow will fly in the direction of Dongshan, and after the shadow passes over the grass house, there will be an extra demon beast in front of the grass house.

Again, the killer did not return, and the Flying Shadow did not reappear.

This is undoubtedly a very frightening and terrifying existence for a teenager who lives alone in the mountains and has no support, no experience, no great strength, and is only thirteen years old. You must know that in the past ten days, there have been twenty-one high-ranking monks' lives that have been lost at his hands.

So, was the appearance of the Flying Shadow a reward, a reminder, or something else?

At this moment, I finally understood the phrase "big trouble" that Sky Lantern said. Obviously, the old monk has a very clear understanding of the past. It's just that for some reason, the old monk is obviously unwilling to get involved in the affairs of the world.

Fortunately, the sky lantern has pointed out the way for Chen Tianhong: leave the Tianlong Temple as soon as possible and worship the mountain gate of the Zhenlong Temple.

However, Sky Lantern suddenly chose to retreat, which caught Chen Tianhong off guard. He felt that the sky lantern was a move to hope that he would no longer fulfill his promise to copy the scriptures and go down the mountain as soon as possible. After thinking about it, Li Si has already realized and taught it to himself, doesn't he even have the will to try to comprehend and complete?

Therefore, Chen Tianhong slowly precipitated. He knew that he didn't have the ability to remember, so he wrote down his thoughts on paper. His thinking still starts from personal experience.

For example, what makes him addicted to enjoying the process of is the immortal grass, which is a real external factor. That is, with the help of an external force, you will enter a state of single-mindedness, and the more single this external force is, the more effective it is.

This was the first point he realized. However, it is still incomprehensible to integrate into the profound philosophy of "landscaping" and "landscape writing".

If you want to make sure that the strokes you write are consistent, it's more likely to be done in one go. To do it in one go, one must be familiar with the text, and the other is not to deliberately split the paper. Otherwise, there will always be distractions in these seemingly insignificant details.

After realizing the second point, the problem I faced was to memorize the 10,000 volumes of Buddhist scriptures. Although there are 10,000 volumes of the name, Chen Tianhong has copied it and has a general impression. There are eight books with the largest number of words, each of which is about 3,000 words. A few hundred words of the scriptures are about thirty-three volumes. The rest of the scriptures are less than 100 words. Even, there is a large part of it, only the volume name, no content.

With these two points as a support. In order not to delay time, Chen Tianhong immediately took action. In the days that followed, the matter of cultivation could only be put aside. In addition to healing the foal's wounds and eating and drinking Lazar himself, he just concentrated on memorizing Buddhist scriptures.

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Spring returns, spring flowers bloom.

The mountains are all over the wilderness, lush and green.

Spring, the most beautiful season of the year.

At noon, an ugly foal walked crookedly on the mountain road, "galloping" with difficulty, and neighing with joy. On a stone on the side of the mountain road, there was a half-lying young man with a cloak, bathed in the bright sun, his hands could not be released, and his bare feet swayed at a uniform speed. It looks very pleasant.

The foal walked up to the boy with great difficulty, and began to lick the barefoot. Suddenly, as if hypnotized, the young man's body was completely relaxed, and he slowly lay down on the stone. His body was extremely soft, more like a snake on a stone.

The boy is Chen Tianhong.

"That's how it feels!" An hour later, Chen Tianhong sat up, stroked the foal's forehead, and said softly, "I have everything ready, I only owe you this east wind." ”

Chen Tianhong jumped off the stone, picked up the foal, and quickly returned to the Buddha hall. After bowing to the golden statue, he sat down on the chair he had carefully prepared, and appeared in front of the foal with her feet just above the table.

On the table, pen, ink and paper are all carefully prepared. When the foal began to lick his feet, Chen Tianhong began to dip his pen in ink, and the pen in his hand slowly swam in the ink, and the ink ripples spread out in circles, very evenly. The breath gradually came to a standstill, and the fiery tongue of the pony baked the meridians and muscles of the whole body, gradually becoming in a wonderful constant temperature.

The pen in his hand, the ink on the pen, the paper on the table, and the words in his mind gradually merged into a whole.

Call~

Three moments later, a book breath soared into the air, lingering in the Buddha hall. Subsequently, Chen Tianhong put pen to paper, as if copying, and the calligraphy accompanied each other, which was natural.

As the saying goes: Qi can be pleasant, Qi can nourish people, and Qi can shape people. Therefore, there are "scholarly spirit", "samurai morale", "merchant morale", "phase morale", "Dan morale", "beast morale", Yunyun.

After more than 5,000 years of precipitation, although it has not become the mainstream, it also has an exclusive system. The inheritance of calligraphy is divided into nine products, from low to high, which are "Writing and Copying", "Flowing Ink into the Abyss", "Harmony of Pen and Ink", "Writing Sound", "Words and Words", "Nine Days of Ink Dyeing", "Book Standing Qiankun", "Literary Song Creation", "Immortal Brush".

The legendary book ancestor is only the sixth product "Nine Days of Ink Dyeing".

Looking at the long river of 5,000 years, there are only nine people who can reach the fifth grade of "word beads". Even if it is the fourth grade of "writing sound", there are only twenty-eight people who can reach it.

Therefore, in the inheritance of calligraphy, the people who can reach the third grade of "harmony between pen and ink" are all people who are great sages and talents of the human race. In fact, 99 percent of the people, all their lives, can only stay in the first product of "pen copying".

The reason for this is that first, because the path of writing is not the flow of Allah, but more of a choice for many people to retreat in order to survive; second, the inheritance of the path of calligraphy, only by cultivating to the sixth grade realm, can it be crossed, and this time span is tolerated by no cultivator.

Chen Tianhong had several adventures, coupled with the teaching and enlightenment of Li Si and Tianlan, and he had a little understanding. Day and night, I watched the writing and calligraphy of the sages, and had a slight understanding of the artistic conception of the writing. Supplemented by a serious summary of his own personal experience, it is integrated with the accumulated ideological atmosphere. Therefore, with the passage of time, he has condensed and cultivated a little "scholarly qi".

When he put pen to paper, the whole person was already in the initial stage of the inheritance of "calligraphy" - "pen copying". It's really because he knows very little, so his mind is very simple, and his thoughts are more concentrated, resulting in a little bit of "bookishness" cultivated on his body, which is the most quintessence.

On the Buddha hall, the Buddha's light shines brightly, and the book lingers. The boy exudes barefoot and his back to the Buddha statue, as if entering a mysterious realm, isolated from the world. From the beginning of the pen to the writing of the four words "Buddha is the way", the light of the Buddha and the spirit of the book suddenly became one, condensed in the hundred meetings, and slowly irrigated.

Chen Tianhong suddenly felt like an enlightenment, and there was an endless stream. The aura of the book blends and separates, and the cycle repeats. The light of the Buddha is full of light, gathering the inner realm. The three qi return to the source, endlessly, harmoniously, like a ring without a reason. Some can clearly feel the inclusion and comprehension. Some exist in the dark, but when they are searched, they are ethereal.

After a little time, Chen Tianhong opened his eyes, stretched his limbs, and moved his muscles and bones. In the corner of his eye, he accidentally saw a familiar smiling face, which was the Great Monk of the Sky Lantern.

"Congratulations to the little junior brother, who has obtained the true transmission of the 'Book Ancestor' and has realized that 'Buddha is the Tao'. ”

Chen Tianhong squinted and stared for a long time before he spoke: "Master, come over and see, is it the ancestor of the book who won, or the Buddha who won?"

"Book Ancestor!"

Chen Tianhong grinned proudly, stroked his scattered hair slightly, and said: "Master, earlier you only said the agreement of the ancestor in the gambling contract, so what is the agreement of the Buddha?" In fact, what he wanted to ask was what the Buddha's true intention was if someone really completed the gambling contract.

"The Buddha said, 'If someone can fulfill this bet, it means that the Buddha will prosper and pass on the legacy forever.'" ”

"The Buddha is so cunning. Chen Tianhong consciously used a new word and continued: "In this way, no matter what, the Buddha wins, is the ancestor a little stupid." ”

"If the wisdom is foolish, if the great ingenuity is clumsy, if the sound is loud, the elephant is invisible. ”

This sentence of the sky lantern is actually a Taoist inheritance. It's just that Chen Tianhong's knowledge is limited and he doesn't know. But hearing "stupid" and "clumsy" is quite consistent with myself.

Chen Tianhong suddenly asked, "Master, you said that I got the inheritance of the 'Book Ancestor'?" I thought to myself: I just follow my own ideas, what does it have to do with Shuzu? After I finish it in one go, there are no gods from heaven or anything like that!

"The inheritance of calligraphy is all between the lines. If you want to cultivate what you have realized into the 'Dao', it still takes time to accumulate and precipitate. The sky lantern paused for a moment and continued: "Your bookish spirit has appeared, and someone will come here to pick you up soon." You prepare, prepare, and prepare in advance, ready to go down the mountain at any time. ”

Chen Tianhong was unimpressed and asked, "Master, you said that Li Si had realized it, why didn't he write it?" As you said, he seems to have no reason to give up the opportunity to get the inheritance of the ancestors. ”

Because he also got the inheritance of the book ancestor, but he didn't want to be the writer of the book ancestor. Between the two of you, each has its own trade-offs and each has its own gains, and there will be a chance to see who is higher and who is lower in the future. ”

Chen Tianhong thought about it and felt that there was nothing to ask, so he got up and cleaned up the desk, as well as the animal bones and all kinds of miscellaneous items on the Buddha hall, and cleaned the Buddha hall. At the end of the day, he was suddenly stunned and blurted out, "Where is the foal?"

The two walked out of the Buddha hall and searched for a while, but saw a faint blood mist floating on the top of the east mountain.

"Two evil beasts!"