When Li Xiuyuan smashed a big hole in the cold lake, and when the old monk sat quietly on the terrace and fished with a rod...it was better to say that he was feeding the fish.

When the two of them were standing by the lake, watching the old monk merge himself into the cold lake.

When the fish in the lake jumped out of the water and stared with their big round eyes at the sudden appearance of a stranger by the lake, feeling curious.

Monk Buli was deeply shocked, because the fish that jumped out of the cold lake were not afraid of Li Xiuyuan, and even had a desire to communicate with him.

He finally understood why his master said that he was so murderous that even the fish in the lake were afraid of him.

One person and one fish looked at each other for a moment, and the corners of Li Xiuyuan's mouth moved slightly.

After reciting a mantra or a Buddhist scripture, the fish jumped out of the ice and returned to the cold lake with a splash.

The old monk looked at the faint layer of Buddha's light on the young man's body and secretly admired it in his heart.

All things have animism, even the fish in the cold lake want to practice Buddhism.

The young man in front of him clearly showed great compassion when the fish jumped out of the lake.

The desire to save the fish in front of me made the fish reluctant to leave.

If it weren't for the fact that fish cannot live without water, I guess the fish that jumped out of the water today would have wanted to practice beside the young man all the time.

"It's so good, it's so good... All things have spirit, it's all because of your compassion..."

The old monk looked at Li Xiuyuan and said quietly: "Bodhi begets wisdom, and wisdom begets compassion. It is really a pity that you don't enter Buddhism."

Li Xiuyuan, who was in a daze by the lake, was startled when he heard this, and then smiled and said: "My master said that Buddha is also the Tao. Since the senior is a holy monk, he naturally understands this truth."

"The way of heaven, the way of humanity and the six paths of the wheel are beyond the reach of all laws... You have a good master,"

The old monk took back his fishing rod, waved his hand, and threw all the remaining bait into the ice cave on the cold lake.

Li Xiuyuan released his spiritual consciousness and searched under the ice of the cold lake. He looked at the fish that were grabbing the bait and laughed.

He said quietly: "Master said that there is no existence, Taiji gives birth to two rituals, yin and yang give birth to four phenomena, four signs give birth to Bagua, and then Bagua evolves into all phenomena of nature..."

Monk Buli, who was standing behind Li Xiuyuan, asked: "What is gossip? Tell it and listen!"

Li Xiuyuan took a breath, and when he saw the fish eating the last piece of bait with his spiritual consciousness, he couldn't help but smile.

Replied: "Master talks about the Eight Diagrams and he thinks: Qian is the sky, Kun is the earth, Xun is the wind, Zhen is the thunder, Kan is the water, Li is the fire, Gen is the mountain, Dui is the lake..."

Monk Buli was stunned for a moment and said in a daze, "Don't you want to merge the two hexagrams of Kan and Li? I'm afraid this will be very troublesome, right?"

Li Xiuyuan ignored him and continued to murmur: "So, the Buddha is the Tao, and the Tao is also the Buddha. The heart produces color and emptiness, and Tao produces yin and yang; color corresponds to yin, and emptiness corresponds to yang."

"My master said that the Four Noble Truths correspond to the four images. The heart derives the truth of the Four Noble Truths through form and emptiness. The Tao derives the four images from Yin and Yang... The Eightfold Path corresponds to the Eight Diagrams. The Buddha realized the Eightfold Path method of cultivating the mind in the Four Noble Truths. The Tao

The Eight Diagrams are derived from the Four Symbols..."

Recalling the scene when he met the old Taoist priest in Niujiao Town, Li Xiuyuan secretly sighed in his heart. He was too little by his master's side.

Monk Buli looked at him and sighed, "I still don't understand."

Li Xiuyuan glanced at him and said calmly: "You'd better get rid of this murderous aura first. Even the fish in this lake are afraid of you."

Monk Buli smiled and asked, "How do you want to help me solve it?"

Li Xiuyuan shook his head: "I haven't thought about it yet. I'm going back to Meishan... I'll help you think of a solution after I get down from the mountain."

"Come in and drink tea!" The old monk who put away the fishing rod walked into the wooden house and said: "If you have something to say, come in and say..."

Li Xiuyuan nodded and said: "I want to see the spring in Meishan. I don't know what the spring in Xuefeng Mountain will be like."

Monk Buli thought for a moment and said, "It's not as beautiful as Meishan."

...

On top of Meishan Mountain.

Sitting under the eaves, looking at the cold plum blossoms still blooming not far away and emitting bursts of fragrance, Li Xiuyuan in the shadow blended into the wooden house.

The first spring rain in Meishan was silent. It pattered all night and melted the snow on the roof.

Drops of raindrops fell on the green plum board in front of the eaves, waking up the sleeping boy.

Li Xiuyuan, who got up early, did not practice sword practice. Instead, he dragged a chair and sat quietly under the eaves, holding the Tao Te Ching he copied in Tianfeng City.

I don’t know how many years have passed, but the paper of the scriptures has become a little yellow.

A spring breeze blew through the empty and silent bamboo forest, making a rustling sound.

Li Xiuyuan, who was holding the scripture, looked up at the half of the sun in the sky, thinking that it was still early.

I thought to myself that all the items for making wine were ready, and I was just waiting to come over so that I could start the furnace and start making wine.

When I came, it was mid-spring in Loulan City.

I estimate that when I go back, the spring breeze will still be there and the flowers will still be blooming.

In this way, if you walk faster, wouldn't it be possible to rush to the last flower event in your newly built yard?

Wouldn't it be possible to brew a few vats of apricot blossom wine in Loulan City? Firstly, I would repay Situ Tianxing's favor, and secondly, I might be able to eat the spring apricots from Loulan City.

He stopped his mind, focused his eyes on the scriptures, and read softly: "The five colors make one blind; the five tones make one deaf; the five tastes make one's mouth refreshed; galloping and hunting make one's heart go crazy..."

So go to the other and take this.”

Reading is just like eating and sleeping. Once Li Xiuyuan starts, he will not be moved by the spring breeze in front of him.

Quietly, after reading a book of scriptures, the sun hidden among the clouds in the sky finally showed a smiling face.

Thinking that I had been in Meishan for a long time and had not seen the dangerous peaks here carefully, I put away the scriptures and headed towards the back mountain.

The snow on the mountain road has begun to melt, and the path paved with bluestones has revealed its original appearance.

There are only some piles of white snow in the pine forests in the mountains that have not completely melted.

After walking up the path for half an hour, I looked up and saw a cliff not far away.

The newly melted snow water in the mountains turned into a flying stream, rushing down from the mountains to the bottom of the cliff.

There are bursts of roaring sounds in the mountains, as if to prove that spring has arrived in Meishan.

Just like this, the snow at higher places was just like what he saw in Tag Snow Mountain. Even the spring breeze and rain could not destroy the ten thousand-year-old ice on the snow mountain.

This is the depth of the Snowy Mountains, and this is Meishan Mountain.

In order to consider the living environment of his disciples, Yun Tianhong built the palace only halfway down the mountain.

This way you will not be affected by the cold air currents in Meishan all year round.

Let the first-class disciples of Yun Ziyi feel the spring in Meishan without having to suffer in Youshan.

Even if Li Xiuyuan climbed the steps all the way up the path paved with bluestones, it could only lead to a cliff halfway up the mountain.

Looking at the top of the mountain from a distance, it seems to Li Xiuyuan that it is not any shorter than the ancient Tianshan Mountains.

Looking at the scenery in front of me, I was speechless for a moment.

Before, he thought Xuefeng Mountain was steep and Meishan Mountain was beautiful, but he didn't expect that after some twists and turns, Meishan Mountain actually had a cliff.

The mountain wind was howling. I stood on the edge of the cliff and watched the waterfall flowing down the cliff. Waves of gentle roars came up the cliff.

It clearly shows to Fen that this is an unfathomable abyss.

There was no bottom in the abyss, so Li Xiuyuan looked farther away.

Directly in front of him, all the way to the south, were Tongtian River, Baixue City and Loulan.

It won't be long before I leave the depths of the snow-capped mountains and head south.

Even though he had already climbed to the top of the Tianshan Mountains in the prehistoric times, now standing halfway up the Meishan Mountains and looking at the vast snow-capped mountains in front of him, he would still have the feeling of being between heaven and earth, as small as smoke and dust.

Looking down at the rise and fall of clouds in front of me, listening to the roar of the waterfall falling into the abyss, I wonder if it is spring or autumn in Xinghua Valley at this time?

After my sister and Xiaoqing became mothers, and with the addition of my wife’s Xiaobao, my mother might be too busy, right?

Standing on the cliff, I silently watched the clouds rolling away in the sky, thinking about those days on the Tianshan Mountains.

Standing on the top of the mountain, you can see clouds and mist, but when you get down to the bottom, you can see mist and drizzle covering a misty and confusing world.

I wonder if Loulan City is already shrouded in spring mist.

When I return to Loulan, will my black shirt be soaked by the mist and rain of the world like a night?

...

In early spring, Loulan City was bathed in the drizzle of spring breeze.

In the apricot orchard, the apricot flowers transplanted by Situ Tianxing already had tiny flower buds peeking out from the branches, and the grass in the garden had already sprouted its heads out of the soil.

Under the eaves in the living room, Nalan Ruoyu asked Chen Xiaoyan to move the tea table out.

The charcoal in the small stove on the table was burning gently, the spring water in the pot was humming, and the green tiles on the house were dripping with rain.

The first thing you see is a picture of a beautiful lady in spring.

"Master, seeing that there has been no news about our senior brother, should we go back to Zhufeng first?"

Situ Jingyun returned to her hometown in Baixue City. Only Xiao Ling'er and three other people were left in the apricot garden. After not seeing her relatives for a winter, Chen Xiaoyan missed her mother a little.

Nalan Ruoyu leaned lazily on the chair, looking at the ray of sunshine falling through the clouds, not knowing what to think.
To be continued...