When walking down the mountain, Chen Pingan hesitated and put on the black robe, named Bai Jing Taotie, which was "picked up" from Yang Ningxing of the Chongxuan Department of the Dayuan Dynasty.
The golden wine in the robe is still too eye-catching. I had to be careful when I changed the Taotie robe into an ordinary green shirt. I was worried that traveling along this strange road with both ends entering the sea would cause trouble. The necessary line of sight was just following Qi Jinglong to sacrifice the sword on the top of the mountain. After thinking about it, Chen Pingan changed his attention. After all, he was now in the most attractive Liujin realm, and wearing a good-quality robe could help him. Absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth faster, which is beneficial to practice.
Lujiu County is the leading local county in the Furui Kingdom, with a strong literary style. Chen Pingan bought a lot of miscellaneous books at the county bookstore, including a book that had been gathering dust in the bookstore for many years. Jizi is an edict to encourage farmers issued in the early spring of the calendar year of the Furui Kingdom. Some of them are brilliant in writing, while others are simple in writing. Along the way, Chen Ping'an carefully flipped through the collection, only to realize that the similar scenes he saw every spring in the land of Sanzhou were actually rules: praying for crops in the fields, patrolling by officials, and advising people to farm.
The best thing about reading and traveling is that you may open a book by chance, just like being picked up by the sages who helped future generations to open the book, and stringing together the worldly affairs and human feelings with a string of beads. , a dazzling array of things to see.
Chen Pingan took a brief tour of the scenic spots in Lujiu County and stayed in a time-honored inn in the county that day.
After entering Lujiu County, he deliberately suppressed the spiritual energy absorbed by his robe, otherwise he would attract some attention from Chenghuang Pavilion and Wenwu Temple.
In fact, every Qi practitioner, especially the monks who have reached the middle five realms, traveling through the mountains and rivers of the world and secular dynasties is actually like a movement of a dragon walking across the river. It is not a small thing, it is just... Generally speaking, it is in line with the rules to continue practicing down the mountain and absorb the spiritual energy of mountains and rivers in various places. As long as it is not too excessive and shows signs of fishing in the marsh, the gods of mountains and rivers in various places will turn a blind eye.
In the night, Chen Pingan lit the lamp on the table in the inn, once again flipped through the book that recorded the edicts to encourage farmers over the years, closed the book, and then began to lose himself in it.
Chen Ping'an didn't use the Taotie robe to absorb the rare spiritual energy of the county. It doesn't mean that he doesn't practice. Absorbing spiritual energy is never the whole of spiritual practice. Along the way, the small world of the human body is like a water palace and a mountain temple. The accumulation and tempering of spiritual energy in these two key acupoints is also the foundation of spiritual practice. The interdependence of mountains and rivers between the two natal objects requires cultivation of a weather similar to the movement of mountain roots and water. In short, Chen Ping'an needs to refine spiritual energy. To stabilize the foundation of the Water Mansion and the Mountain Temple, Chen Ping'an's current spiritual energy accumulation is far from reaching the full and overflowing state. Therefore, the top priority is to find an unowned Feng Shui treasure land, but this is not easy, so he can retreat. Secondly, stay in seclusion for a few days at an Xianjia inn like Green Yingguo Longtoudu.
In fact, you can also use the fairy money that contains spiritual energy to directly refine it into spiritual energy and collect it in the Qi Mansion.
NoAt the moment, Chen Pingan has not even finished tempering the existing spiritual energy. This move is not worth the loss. The lower the realm, the slower the spiritual energy is absorbed. However, the spiritual energy of the fairy money is extremely pure and dissipates too fast. This is like many precious talismans after "opening the mountain". Once the mountain cannot be sealed, one can only watch helplessly as a priceless and precious talisman turns into a worthless piece of paper. Even if the fairy money can be absorbed and retained by the robe after being crushed and refined, this will inevitably conflict with the blinding method applied to the robe, making it more and more arrogant.
Every person who practices Taoism is actually the God of his own small world, and he can be his own saint by relying on his own skills.
The key depends on the size of the territory of a world and the degree of control of each "God". The path of cultivation is actually no different from the expansion of territories by a cavalry on the battlefield.
In the end, the level of realm and the size of Taoism depend on how many mansions are opened. There are hundreds of kinds of houses in the world, and they are divided into high and low. The same is true for cave mansions. The best His appearance is naturally that of a paradise.
After holding his breath and concentrating, Chen Pingan took the lead to arrive at the door of the water palace. With a thought, he could naturally pass through the wall, just like the rules of heaven and earth are unrestricted, because I am the rules and the rules are me.
However, Chen Ping'an still stopped outside the door for a moment. Two children in Tsing Yi quickly opened the door and bowed to the old man. Their faces were full of joy.
Chen Ping'an's current water palace uses a hovering watermark and the water transport mural as the basis for one large and one small. Those children in green who finally have something to do can now It was obvious that he was in a good mood and very busy. Finally, he no longer had nothing to do every day. In the past, every time he saw Chen Ping'an patrolling the small world and his own little cave, they liked to squat on the ground in a neat row, looking up at Chen Ping'an one by one. , his eyes were filled with resentment, and he didn’t speak.
They are very hard-working little people, never lazy, but they are faced with a master like Chen Pingan who is very careless about practice. It is really difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without straw, how can you not be sad?
Now the scene has completely changed. Everything in the Water Mansion is in full swing. The little guys are running non-stop, happily, working hard and enjoying themselves.
From a "small pond" that looks like the mouth of a narrow well, Chen Ping'an reached out to grab water. After visiting Cangjun Lake, Chen Ping'an gained a lot, except for those few.
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In addition to a very pure and rich water transport, I also got a bottle of water elixir from the Lord of Cangjun Lake. The green-clothed boy in the water palace divided it into two groups. Using his natal magical power, he sent wisps of green water transport to the slowly rotating watermarks.
Another group of children, holding tiny brushes that appeared from nowhere, "dipped in ink" in the pool, then rushed towards the mural, carefully painting the water transport picture on the wall that seemed to be drawn in fine brushwork. Depicting, adding color and brilliance, on the huge murals, water gods the size of rice grains and slightly larger temples have been painted. Chen Pingan can recognize them., are all the large and small water temples that I have personally visited, including the Biyou Mansion in Tongyezhou where the River Goddess was buried, but now it should be called Biyou Palace.
It’s just that none of the water gods have their eyes on them, and the water god temple has no lively scene of smoke and incense. It is still a dead thing for the time being, not as vivid as the surging river above the mural.
Chen Pingan stood next to the small pond, lowered his head and looked intently. Inside, there was the dragon that was carried by the children in green and moved into Cangjun Lake. It was swimming slowly and was not directly carried by the children in green. The human beings were "killed" and refined into water transport. In addition, there was a strange phenomenon. The bottle of pill pills presented by Yin Hou, Lord of Lake, I don't know how the boy in green did it. It seemed that they were all refined into a pill similar to green. The wonderful little bead that looks like a "li bead", no matter how the little dragon swims around in the pond, always hangs on its mouth, like a dragon holding a bead, traveling around the rivers and lakes, making clouds and rain.
Chen Pingan planned to visit the mountain temple again. Some boys in green smiled at him and raised their little fists. They should be asking him, Chen Pingan, to keep up his efforts?
Chen Ping'an was a little helpless. The more condensed an object is like jade, the more fundamental it is to the water god in the world. It is not so easy to find, and it is even more difficult for gods to buy with money. Just imagine, someone is willing to offer 100 Grain Rain coins to buy the foundation stone of a mountain temple with Chen Pingan. Even if Chen Pingan knows that it is a profitable business, how can he really be willing to sell it? It's just a transaction on paper. In Taoist cultivation, one should never settle accounts like this.
Chen Ping'an left Shuifu and began to travel far away to "visit the mountains." He stood at the foot of a mountain that looked like a blessed place, looking up at the top of the mountain with five-color clouds lingering around it. The mountain looked like thick fog, appearing The gray-black color still gives people an ethereal feeling, and the mountain atmosphere is far inferior to the previous water mansion.
Fortunately, there are some scenes of bright white rocks at the foot of the mountain. However, compared to the entire towering mountain, this little bit of snow-white land is still pitifully small, but this is already Chen Pingan. The result of hard training all the way after leaving the ferry of Green Eagle Country.
The boss of the Sword Qi Great Wall, Chen Qingdu, has a sharp eye and asserts that if his destiny is unbreakable, he is qualified to be an Earth Immortal.
In the secular sense, the terrestrial immortals are the Golden elixir monks and the Nascent Soul. They are all earth immortals.
But maybe in the eyes of the boss swordsman, there is no difference between the two.
So Chen Pingan will neither be arrogant nor belittle oneself.
Chen Ping'an knew very well that if it was the same Shuifu Mountain Temple that was replaced by a true genius like Qi Jinglong who had the destiny of a continent, the atmosphere would only be even greater.
But after all, geniuses are rare among monks in the world. If Chen Ping'an didn't even have this bit of concentration, then his martial arts would have been shattered on the Great Wall of Sword Qi. As for his practice, he would have been hit again and again until his mood was shattered, which was no better than the broken Bridge of Immortality. go. The foundation of a Qi practitioner, such as Chen Ping'an's Earth Immortal qualification, is a natural "iron rice bowl". But there is also the matter of qualifications. There are thousands of kinds of qualifications. How can one find the best one?The practice method that suits you is the best in itself.
When you compete with others, whether it is strength or reason, there will always be some shortcomings and you will never be able to achieve perfection in your life.
You can compete with yourself, but it will benefit you in the long run. Every bit you save is also your own wealth.
Every time you make a mistake, as long as you know the mistake and can correct it, looking back at those wrong paths, they will be like the gurgling streams and surging riverbeds. Even if the thoughts are still difficult to erase, the riverbed will always be there. There is no need to be afraid of floods or disasters. This is cultivating the mind. No matter how great the hardships are encountered by those who strive to protect their conduct, as long as they do not die, their Taoist mind will not collapse. Looking at oneself based on the state of mind, even if there is a slight crack in the mirror, if you hold the mirror and look at the person in the mirror, you must seriously think that you are completely unrecognizable.
Chen Pingan was once afraid that he would become a mountain man, just as he was afraid that he and Gu Can would become the most hated people back then. For example, the man who almost beat Liu Xianyang to death in Mubo Alley, the drunkard who kicked Gu Can in the stomach earlier, and later Fu Nanhua, Moshan Yuan, and later Liu Zhimao and Jiang Shangzhen.
Chen Pingan is even afraid that the context theory of the old Guan Taoist temple, after being used by him again and again to weigh the worldly affairs and people's hearts, will eventually cover up the sequential theory of Mr. Wen Sheng quietly one day, instead of Self-aware.
But in fact, if you keep your feet on the ground and walk step by step, the truth of the world, no matter it is the three religions or hundreds of schools of thought, is actually never scary. What is scary is that you can’t understand it clearly but you think you already “know it”.
When you really open your eyes, you will see the light.
This sentence was written by Chen Pingan after he closed his eyes and fell asleep on the top of the mountain and then opened his eyes again. Not only did he think of this sentence, but it was also carved on the bamboo slips seriously by Chen Pingan.
Chen Pingan recorded almost a large number of poetic sentences on bamboo slips,
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But the words he understood and understood There are only a handful of them solemnly engraved on the bamboo slips.
Chen Pingan left the five-color "mountain temple" and went to a pass.
The sword energy was like a rainbow, like an iron cavalry knocking at the gate. It was as powerful as the tide, but it was still unable to break through the indestructible city.
This is the last hurdle for the sword energy to stop for eighteen years.
Chen Pingan stood on the top of the mountain where the cavalry faced the pass, sitting cross-legged, holding his chin, and remained silent for a long time.
After getting up, I went to two "Sword Tombs", which were the refining places on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month.
Two flying swords, which are small and small in the eyes of people after they appear in the world, are as big as mountain peaks in the two Qi Mansion of Chen Pingan, hanging upside down on two huge and flat mountains. The tip of the sword was pressed against the stone flat formed by the Dragon Slaying Platform. Sparks flew everywhere, and the entire Qi Mansion was a magnificent scene of fire splashing like rain. Even though Chen Pingan has already experienced this scene, his mind still sways every time he sees it.
You can imagine, if two flying swords leave the small world of Qi Mansion and return to the vast world, if it is like this, how will the people who are against you feel?
Chen Pingan mentally left the place where he sharpened his sword, put away his thoughts, and exited the small world.
In fact, there is a monastic place that is like a monastery on the shore of the Heart Lake, but there is no difference between seeing it and not seeing it.
Because it’s all myself.
Even without the need for internal illumination with spiritual thoughts, Chen Pingan knew everything clearly.
After opening his eyes, Chen Pingan gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, then continued to close his eyes, slowly refining the spiritual energy of Shuifu Mountain Temple with the method of exhalation and inhalation.
It was dawn soon, and Chen Pingan stopped refining his spiritual energy. After walking around for an hour, he checked out and left the inn.
There is no Xianjia Inn in Lujiu County, and there is no big Xianjia sect in Fuu Kingdom. Although it is not a vassal state of the Dayuan Dynasty, the emperors, generals, and ministers of the Fuu Kingdom all admire the Dayuan Dynasty. It is almost an obsessive worship of the cultural heritage of the country. Not talking about national power, just talking about this point, it is actually a bit similar to the literary world of Dali in the early years. Almost all scholars stared at the moral articles and literary giants of the Lu Dynasty and Sui Dynasty with wide eyes. Psalms, no matter how well one's family members do in terms of knowledge, without the evaluation and approval of these two scholars, the writing will still be vulgar and the scholarship will be poor. A young fanatic from the Lu family once said that he could hold a pen with his feet. The poems and essays he wrote were better than the articles written by Da Li Manzi with great care.
Later I heard that the madman who was drunk every year in the capital of the Lu Dynasty encountered the horse hooves and knives of the cavalry of Changjing of the Song Dynasty. No one knows the specific experience. Anyway, this person was the last person. Suddenly, he became one of the civil servants stationed in Dali. Later, he went to the Hanlin Academy in Dali, where he was responsible for compiling the history books of the previous dynasties of the Lu family. He personally wrote the Biography of Loyal Ministers and Biography of Ningchen, placing himself at the end of the Biography of Ningchen. article, and then everyone said that he committed suicide by hanging from a beam.
Some people say that Cui Chan, the national preceptor, disliked this person. After he wrote two biographies, he secretly killed him and then disguised himself as a hanging beam. Some people also say that after this madman who had never been an official in the Lu Dynasty in his life, became the historian of the Dali Barbarians, he would put a pot of good wine on the table every time he wrote a biography of a loyal minister, and he would only write it at night. He picked up his pen and drank while writing, often shouting about his magnanimity in the middle of the night. Every time he wrote a biography of a traitor, he always did it during the day, saying that he wanted to expose these traitors and traitors to the blue sky and daylight, and then he would vomit blood and vomit in the In the empty cup, it finally gathered into a jar of regret wine, so it was neither a hanging beam nor a murder, but a melancholy end.
There is a Xianjia Ferry in the neighboring country of Fufou Kingdom, and there is a dedicated route that goes directly to Xiaodongtian of Dragon Palace. The ferry route will pass through most of the scenic spots along the way of Dadu, and there will be many stops for passengers to visit. Traveling around the mountains and rivers, exploring the secluded places, is actually a tourist route in itself, and the buying and selling of the immortal family's property is secondary. If it weren't for the relationship between Chongxuan Department Yunxiao Palace and Yang Ningxing, the Dragon Palace Cave would have to be visited. Chen Ping'an would have visited this famous cave for making money.
Dragon Palace Dongtian is owned by three families. In addition to the Yang family of the Chongxuan Department of the Dayuan Dynasty, the Duckweed Sword Lake owned by the female swordsman Li Cai is also one of them.
Logically speaking, Duckweed Sword Lake is his Chen Ping'an Traveling DragonAn important amulet from Gong Dongtian can definitely avoid many accidents.
But friendship is a matter of incense and incense. If you can save it, save it. According to the customs of my hometown and small town, like the New Year's Eve dinner and the food and drinks on the first day of the first lunar month, it is better to have more leftover.
Many favors from ordinary friends are necessary, provided that you can repay them anytime and anywhere.
Chen Ping'an doesn't think he can return the favor to Pima Zongzhuquan or Duckweed Jianhu Licai for helping.
As for Qi Jinglong, he is an exception.
What are you doing to be polite to him?
Isn’t this looking down upon this land dragon’s way of making friends?
Chen Ping An left Lujiu County without any wind and waves, carrying the Sword Immortal on his back and holding a green bamboo staff, walking slowly across mountains and rivers to a neighboring country.
In the end, there was no chance to meet the scholar from this county who called himself Ludun.
Life is often like this, we meet, we part, and we never see each other again.
There are no stories that make people feel that even if things are different and people are different, there is still a story to keep in mind.
Chen Pingan is walking on the road of spiritual practice.
Everyone.
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