Chapter 47: One Leaf Crosses Between People and Me
The boy's face was livid, big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, his limbs were trembling and convulsing, and he rolled three or four times on the ground in the blink of an eye.
The five or six children playing around gradually stopped and stood still. But they didn't seem to be afraid or surprised, and they glanced at them sideways. Lu Benfang couldn't bear to look anymore, shook his head gently, and sighed.
Obviously, this was not the first time this group of people had seen the boy look like this.
Gui Wujiu stepped forward and took the boy's pulse.
Lu Benfang said: "It's useless. When he was three to six years old, he was in excellent health and almost free of all diseases. Among the children of the same age in the surrounding five miles and four squares, no one was stronger than him. When he was six years old, he got this disease for some unknown reason.
The strange disease occurs every three days. Each episode can last as long as a stick of incense or as long as two-quarters of an hour. His great-grandfather has consulted famous doctors within a hundred miles for him, but they are all helpless."
Before he finished speaking, he waved his hand, pinched a red pill with two fingers like a magic trick, and fed it into the child's mouth.
The pill was taken out without blame and put into the child's mouth. It seemed to be in good shape, but in fact it was not a complete pill, but shattered into countless fine dust. The child licked his tongue and felt a lump in his mouth.
The ass was soft and flowing, and the mouth and tongue immediately swelled up, and it was subconsciously swallowed into the abdomen like body fluid.
It only took three or four breaths to swallow the elixir. The boy stopped twitching and his expression calmed down.
He was lying on the ground, staring at the sky with his big eyes, and breathing heavily with his mouth open. The surroundings were extremely quiet. Lu Benfang and the children were as motionless as sculptures. The wind in the four directions also stopped. The chirping of birds could often be heard.
, the sounds of chickens and dogs, seemed to remain silent at this time as if there was a tacit agreement. Only the sound of the child's breathing became louder and louder in everyone's eardrums.
It's like this world, this life, only has one breath. Only this breath confirms the existence of this life.
Gui Wugui said nothing.
Lu Benfang came back to his senses and marveled. He didn't expect that this young man from out of town could have such great medical skills, surpassing many bright-faced famous doctors from hundreds of miles around.
The boy lay on the ground for a long time, feeling that the strength of his muscles and bones was complete. Suddenly he turned over and stood up. His body was very agile, and he could not tell that he had just recovered from a serious illness.
He stretched out his little hand, took Gui Wujiu's hand, and quickly approached the door next to the alley.
Quickly open the door, enter, and close the door.
With a "bang", the door closed again, and the child's big eyes stared at the innocent face.
This is a small courtyard with a radius of about 20 feet. The wall is about 10 feet high. The upper part of the blue bricks that make up the wall is slightly gray. The bottom of the wall is almost black, perhaps because it has been soaked by rain for a long time. As for the bricks on the wall cap,
The half-foot-large tiles are somewhat damaged and incomplete, and some even have cracks and are crumbling.
There is a stone table and two stone benches in the courtyard. Apart from that, there are only three ivy climbing up the wall.
The child stared at Gui Wujiu for a while, then opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.
But he tilted his head and thought for a while, but finally did not speak. He grabbed Gui Wujiu's sleeve again, walked to the door of the main house, took out the key from his sleeve, and opened the inner door.
Gui Wujiu followed him in.
The interior is relatively simple, with a table, four chairs, and a cupboard. Two silk net bags are hung from the roof beams, and two grass-green bamboo bamboo mats are hung in them. A bamboo curtain covers the right side, which must be the bedroom.
The child finally spoke. He stretched out his hand and pointed in the air: "I'm hungry."
Gui Wujiu was waiting for him to speak, but he didn't expect this sentence. What's more, this kid clearly ate a huge piece of honey cake an hour ago.
If it is a shallow bamboo basket, it is usually just hanging in the air to prevent moisture and rats. This bamboo basket has a tight cover and is one foot high. It could have been placed directly on the table. Now it is suspended in mid-air, but it looks like it is
It sounds neither fishy nor fishy. I think it's just a selfish thought. It's obvious that the child's parents did this to prevent him from stealing food.
Gui Wujiu smiled slightly, but did not point it out. He raised his right hand in the air, and the bamboo rope was freed from the rope like a magic trick, and fell into Gui Wujiu's palm.
Opening the bamboo basket, it was filled with cakes of various colors. Honey cake, steamed cake, chestnut cake, bean cake, dry cake, milk cake. There was also a small package, which seemed to be a bag of candies.
Gui Wujiu said slowly: "You can take whatever you want to eat."
The child seemed to be shocked by Gui Wujiu's method of removing the bamboo ribbon. He turned a blind eye to the many pastries and looked straight at Gui Wujiu's face.
After a long time, the child loudly said: "You can help me, right? I know that you and my sister are the same people. The doctor can't cure me, I know. Only people like you and my sister can cure me."
Ok, I."
Gui Wujiu asked: "Who taught you how to practice? Is it the "Sister" you call me?"
The child nodded, and an indescribable look suddenly appeared on his face, which seemed to be regretful, sad, and confused. He murmured: "It's all my fault, I didn't listen to my sister."
After saying that, he put his little hand into his arms, took out a red rope, and took it off from his neck. It turned out that the red rope was tied to a three- to four-inch ink-colored turtle shell. The turtle shell had a strange shape, with double vertical and horizontal lines, dividing the back.
It is divided into nine areas. Each area seems to be engraved with dense text.
When Gui Wujiu was just treating the child's injuries, Yuan Guang circulated around him and he had already figured it out.
This child has some strange disease.
This child clearly possesses spiritual roots, and the quality of his spiritual roots is not low, almost reaching the lower level of the fourth grade. Even if he is still a little reluctant to enter the Chongxiao Pavilion, he is considered to be the top among the outer disciples of the Yue Heng Sect. Unexpectedly
The core disciples of first-class sects such as Xuanzong and Xingyue Sect may not have such qualifications.
However, due to the premature practice of the "Quenching the Four Passes" technique before the body has grown up, the functions of the muscles and bones are greatly damaged, as if they have been twisted into a mess. Not only is the path eliminated, but the lifespan of one's own body is only a few.
The remaining twenty or thirty years.
The Taoist boys of the Yue Heng Sect also have arrangements to practice the exercises in advance, but they are protected by secret methods. Apart from the fact that the cultivation in this life stops at the third level of Zhenqi, there are no other consequences.
Gui Wujiu sighed and said, "Tell me, what's going on? Was it your sister who taught you how to practice?" It is extremely rare for a monk to lose his way due to this kind of reason.
Because the cultivation techniques are different from the secular martial arts, if there is no one to guide you, you cannot learn them on your own. But if someone teaches you, it is impossible to make such a low-level mistake, unless someone deliberately cheats. But if you want to deliberately cheat a five-year-old
A six-year-old boy has thousands of ways to do it, so why go to such trouble.
The child nodded first, then shook his head. He murmured: "I suddenly remembered the day when I was three years old. My grandpa held me in his arms. I saw my sister's back, walking towards the depths of the fantasy abyss.
Go in. At that time, an idea came to my mind. After I turn ten years old, I can practice the skills on this shell."
Gui Wujiu said: "Then why did you practice in advance?"
The child's little face was very confused, and he whispered: "I don't know why. Three years old, four years old, five years old, six years old... I have always hung this thing on my body, I just pretended that it never existed. I understand very well in my heart
Yes, you can only start practicing after you are ten years old. I understand, I understand."
"But just after my sixth birthday, a very strange idea suddenly occurred in my heart, like a wildfire burning my heart. I wanted to start practicing immediately, and I couldn't wait any longer."
"I knew in my heart that this idea was wrong. I had to listen to my sister and wait until I was ten years old before practicing. But I couldn't restrain myself and finally practiced the technique."
"Then...it turned into what you just saw. My grandpa invited many famous doctors for me. I knew in my heart what was going on. It was completely useless. But my grandpa didn't know about cultivation, and I couldn't do anything about it.
Tell him that only by meeting someone like my sister can my disease be cured."
Gui Wujiu pointed at the turtle shell and said cheerfully, "Can you show it to me?"
The child hesitated for a moment, then handed the turtle shell in his palm to Gui Wujiu.
Seeing Gui Wujia carefully, the child said, "You can't understand it like this. My sister gave me eight characters. You must first recite these eight characters before you can understand them."
Gui Wujiu smiled and said, "Are these eight words "wisdom to the true source and conduct the entire Dharma Realm"?"
The child opened his mouth wide with a look of surprise.
This is a method to prevent the skills from being stolen by outsiders. It is called "Truth Lock". It can be regarded as a more sophisticated inheritance method in the lower world in addition to the "object-tie method" and "internal and external methods". Such a method is naturally difficult to
There is no blame in the return home. A brief glance at the words on the turtle shell revealed the key to the mantra inside.
Gui Wujiu looked at the small turtle shell, but he didn't expect it to last for two-quarters of an hour. His face became more and more solemn, and he didn't expect that this inconspicuous little thing would surprise him.
What is recorded on this turtle shell must be the flow of skills. Gui Wujiu can make a judgment when he sees the mantra lock. Sure enough, at a glance, it is a skill that can pass through the four levels of quenching the mortal and the ninth level of zhenqi.
.What is really unexpected is that the part about the four levels of quenching mortals has always been unanimous; the method of practicing the ninth level of zhenqi is actually extremely clever.
That day, Gui Wujiu was passed down to Huang Murong. Huang Zhengtu's "Great Transformation of Withered Glory" was already regarded as the first-class technique in the lower realm, and it should not be weaker than the Zhenqi Realm method of the first-class sect. However, "Great Transformation of Withered Glory" was different from this
The skills on the turtle shell obviously pale in comparison.
Among the techniques that Gui Wujiu had seen, except for the "Nine Yuan Shu" that he practiced himself, there was no other technique that could surpass the technique on the turtle shell.
However, it is unfair to compare "Nine Yuan Shu" with the lower realm exercises. Because there are upper methods and lower methods. "Nine Yuan Shu" belongs to the upper method and is born out of the fundamental method that directly points to the great road, just like
The inscriptions in the sky are clear and traceless.
But the method on this tortoise shell is obviously extracted from the underlying empirical evidence. Disciples of Gui Wujiu who have read Taoism extensively can vaguely see that it can connect thousands of families and unite them into one. What is rare is that although it draws on a wide range of materials
, but it can reach the highest level of work in the world without losing its true character. It is not a false reputation to recommend it as the limit of the method.
In Gui Wujiu's view, the Yue Heng Sect selected twenty or thirty elders who practiced profoundly from the Shangxuan Palace and the Wuling Palace to abandon the true scripture of the "True Shape Diagram of Psychic Manifestation" and destroy the four continents.
The true energy realm skills of the ten major first-class sects in the Six Seas have been taken and studied for hundreds of years. They have cut off the strong points to make up for the shortcomings. Even if they attack each other with jade, they may not be able to develop a technique comparable to this turtle shell technique.
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Gui Wujiu's voice was soft: "It's not impossible to help you. Are you afraid of pain?" The child's eyes flashed with light, and he shook his head repeatedly like a rattle.
A ball of energy overflowed from the palm of Gui Wujiu's right hand and imprinted on the child's back heart.
The child's face turned blue, he groaned, and his limbs couldn't help but tremble.
In fact, the pain the child is suffering at this time is no less than half an hour ago. And every time he has a muscle-curling attack like before, although his body seems to be completely fine afterwards, it actually consumes a lot of his mental and physical energy. Usually,
It takes five or six hours to really recover.
With a worse physical condition and more severe pain, it is logically a greater challenge. This kid should be even more unbearable than before. But maybe because he saw hope, this kid gritted his teeth and endured it.
But it's much better than before.
Less than half an hour passed, and Gui Wujiu took Yuanguang away.
The child coughed violently and vomited out a large piece of dirty blood. He was in a daze for a while and felt completely comfortable, as if he had found the feeling he had two years ago.
Unable to suppress it for a moment, two lines of tears flowed down.
Gui Wujiu said: "From now on, your body will be the same as that of ordinary people, and you will no longer suffer from pain."
The child nodded and suddenly said: "I am eight years and five months old this year. I will be ten years old in another year and a half. Will I still be able to practice when I am ten years old?"
Guilty-free did not answer. The light in the child's eyes dimmed, and he whispered: "If you can't, then you can't. My sister also said that if there is no way out in practice, I just want to be safe in this life."
Gui Wujiu was silent for a long time, and finally sighed and said: "It may not be possible."
The child quickly raised his head and heard Gui Wujiu say: "But there is a little trouble. I need to find some medicine. I can help you look for it. If I find it in this year and a half, I will bring it to you."
Although Gui Wujiu carries many elixirs, the "bone-setting and pulse-leveling elixir" that can cure this disease is not among them. Not only does it not exist on him, but it may not be found even within the Yue Heng Sect.
It’s not that this elixir is so brilliant. Just like the Yue Heng Sect never refines the “Spirit Casting elixir”, many elixirs developed in the lower world to deal with all kinds of strange situations have no use in the Shang Sect. Most of them are recorded in the sect’s books
Keep its name and prescription, record its origin, and make notes on its efficacy.
The child said: "Thank you."
Gui Wujiu smiled and said, "I also want to thank you."
The child opened his eyes wide, puzzled.
Gui Wujiu himself knew very well that by helping this child, the restlessness and nothingness caused by "Retreating to Zhiguan" and the negative emotions of decadence and indifference dissipated by half or six points.
Sixty-seven out of ten of the seventy-two stages of the Nine Tribulations are produced after the ascetics feel that they have made great progress. They are usually regarded as the consequences of a "weak foundation". However, every step of the ascetics' practice is based on the old method that has been tempered for thousands of times.
, if you dare not go even half a step beyond the thunder pool, how can your foundation be weak? The foundation here does not lie in the practice itself, but in proving that the progress of your own practice is true and unique between people and ourselves, and seeking for it.
Got a place to stay.
The Tao does not exist between others or oneself, but between oneself and oneself. Only by helping oneself and helping others can one maintain one's original intention.