Chapter 86 How can the years be quiet? Has the years promised you?
Although the courtyard is not big, it is very clean and can be considered elegant.
And if you include the surrounding layers of green trees and red flowers, it is not only elegant, but also endlessly charming.
It would be even better if there was a deck chair in the small courtyard. You could lie on it and read a book, with a cup of tea at your hand, nothing to disturb you, and white clouds above your head.
Baiyun got tired of reading, so he lowered his head and read the books in the world.
All this ends with Ye Xiaoye's imagination.
The Lingxiao Sect was definitely discriminating, not only against young disciples like them who were in the Enlightenment Realm, but also against people of their age. In the small courtyard, there were no recliners or tea that he imagined.
When you sit down, sit upright. When you lie down, go to bed and sleep well.
As for tea?
Isn’t there juice when you eat? Three meals a day, isn’t it enough for you to drink?
Not enough?
The water in the bathroom is very clean, drink it!
So after getting the book back from the Sutra Pavilion, Ye Xiaoye stood in the yard, reading while walking slowly.
I can't sit and lie down leisurely, write a page of books, and sip tea.
Not to mention lowering your head to read a book or raising your head to look at the clouds.
In fact, the latter can be operated purely from a procedural perspective, but the posture is wrong, the atmosphere is wrong, and it is done dryly without any elegance, only endless stupidity.
Fortunately, walking slowly and reading slowly, and then paying half of your attention to slowly experience the feeling of spiritual energy infiltrating the body is actually not bad, and it will not be regarded by the seniors of the sect as standing without standing or sitting, and then
Sluggishness in practice.
Look how hard I practice!
Ye Xiaoye really reads slowly. If he reads quickly, he can finish this book of only about a hundred pages in just a short time, which is very boring.
In fact, the book is just an introduction.
An introduction to Xu Guangling's thoughts and thoughts.
For Xu Guangling now, any book is just an introduction, playing a pulling role. As for the content of the book itself, in fact...
Of no importance.
If his current knowledge accumulation and consciousness system are compared to a lake, which is usually relatively quiet, when he reads a book or thinks, he just picks up stones of different sizes and throws them into the lake.
In the lake.
Then there are ripples layer upon layer, which are all sails of thoughts.
At this time, while walking slowly, Xu Guangling was also reading slowly.
The content of the book in my hand is like a story, a diary, and more like a memoir.
This should be written by a senior of the Lingxiao Sect, and at the beginning of the book, the senior in the book was still just a teenager like Ye Xiaoye now.
At the age of thirteen, the boy advanced to the realm of enlightenment and entered the eighth peak of the core.
"For a moment, my mood is soaring to the sky."
You didn't realize it until you were thirteen, and you're still so high-spirited? Where did you put the three of us?
I won’t go into details. Then, they both advanced to the realm of enlightenment, Guangru was ten years old, and Guanghan was eight years old.
Eight years old!
In comparison, you are already an old man at thirteen!
Ye Xiaoye pouted.
Of course, Ye Xiaoye is Ye Xiaoye, and Xu Guangling is Xu Guangling.
Ye Xiaoye curled his lips, his disdain evident in his words, but it did not prevent Xu Guangling from reading quietly, and even had some reflections.
Thirteen opens the first orifice, sixteen opens the second orifice, nineteen opens the third orifice, twenty-one opens the fourth orifice, and twenty-six opens the fifth orifice.
"A young man grows up like a young leaf."
At the age of twenty-six, this person met a junior sister who was also at the Eighth Peak of the Core, and fell in love at first sight.
It's just that this junior sister is a little younger, only twelve years old.
——This is naturally a beast.
In fact, animals are nothing, and no animal would feel inferior for this.
Besides, in the face of the current life span of 500+, this small age difference can be completely ignored.
A dozen years behind?
Being more than a hundred years old doesn’t matter!
For a senior brother and a junior sister, the senior brother can slowly witness the growth of his junior sister in the quiet years, and then they will become a good couple, which will be a great pleasure.
However, the problem is that junior sister’s practice speed is too fast!
It takes almost a year to get a new idea!
Before the senior brother could truly immerse himself in the tenderness and affection, the junior sister had already been taken out of the mountain to travel by an elder from the mountain gate.
This sudden farewell, the rush, lasts for a hundred years!
To be specific, ninety-seven years.
Ninety-seven years later, the junior sister returned, still looking like a girl. In the eyes of the senior brother, she was even younger than when they parted.
"Senior brother, I'm really one."
The girl smiled lightly.
The senior brother opposite her, who was a young man back then, now looks like an old man.
Although the lifespan of a cultivator in the Awakening Realm is already over 500 years, he is still unable to withstand the erosion of time before reaching the True Realm.
Wind, frost, rain and snow will stain the eyebrows.
"I am not really old, nor do I feel old."
"In ninety-seven years, although my body has turned into a century, my heart is still young."
In fact, something happened every few years that made him feel not only not old, but also getting younger as he lived.
But at this moment, the junior sister who looked like a young girl stood in front of her.
The senior brother saw how miserable he was.
In fact, it's not too unbearable. He has already opened twenty or thirty orifices, and he is still practicing at the core peak of Lingxiao Sect. Even if he goes outside, at his age and with his cultivation level, who wouldn't be able to do it?
Praise or worship?
But this is not the outside.
This is Lingxiao Sect.
This is one of the Nine Great Immortal Sects that everyone in the world, even countless practitioners, cannot look up to!
Here, everything you see is genius, and everything you admire is exquisite.
Are you a genius?
If you pick anyone here, they are more talented than you!
Not to mention, the senior brothers and sisters who used to stand together very harmoniously, now stand together again, not to mention the difference in cultivation, nor the disparity in appearance, but the sincere smiles of the junior sisters still make the senior brothers
Inexplicably unbearable.
"Like a night's sleep."
"It's infinitely better in the dream, but when you wake up..."
I woke up and didn't know what to say.
The senior brother didn't know how he said goodbye to his junior sister at that time, but when he came back, he was devastated.
Senior brother has become a "senior" and has moved from the eighth core peak to the seventh core peak.
But junior sister is at the core sixth peak.
Separated by a single peak, there is a world of difference.
Not long after that, the senior brother couldn't hide his lovesickness. Well, it couldn't be said to be lovesickness anymore, it could only be said to be concerned about him, or he couldn't let go.
Senior brother went to the Sixth Peak to find his junior sister.
Found it.
But the junior sister was having a banquet at that time, and there were more than ten people in one hospital.
There are actually not many people.
but.
"What I saw before my eyes was not a young man, but a young girl. As I talked, I realized that it was not the true one, but something above the true one."
Everyone in the audience nodded, no one showed contempt, and some even further expressed their stance, "We will get closer to you in the future."
But the "former senior brother" who looked like an old man was surrounded by boys and girls chatting and laughing, "Everyone in the world can go, but I can't stay here."
Come hesitantly, go hastily.
After returning to the Seventh Peak, a few days later, the senior brother informed the sect that he would go out to the mountain to practice, and he would not return to the mountain until he reached the true level.
A hundred years later, the senior brother has not returned to the mountain.
Two hundred years later, the senior brother has not returned to the mountain.
It's not that something happened unexpectedly, or that he died prematurely, or something like that, it's that it was good.
The most unbearable thing in life is not death, but life. It's not that it's miserable, but that although it's "good", it makes you despair on some level.
The practice environment outside the mountain is far less good than inside the mountain.
Very different!
Just a few years after he came down from the mountain, my senior brother started to miss the mountains and everything in them.
"Outside the viewing platform, white clouds gather and disperse; in the retreat room, the sun and moon rise and fall."
"In the small stone platform, the spiritual spring is gurgling; in front of the Sutra Pavilion, the grass is blooming."
Many bits and pieces of ordinary life in the past slowly turned into the past that can be remembered but cannot be reached outside the mountains.
Senior brother has thought about going back to the mountain.
Many twists and turns, many twists and turns.
Once, he even came to the foot of the mountain outside the sect.
But in the end, out of some thoughts and ideas that he couldn't explain, he chose to continue wandering in the world of mortals.
Slowly and imperceptibly.
He married a wife and had children.
He accepted disciples.
He founded a sect called Wangyun Sect.
His Wangyun Sect and many small sects formed a local alliance. "It is so prestigious that there are people in the state who don't know about it."
However.
It is said that in Manchuria, the people here are haggard.
The son takes another wife, and the son has another son.
The grandson married again, and the grandson gave birth to another son.
One day when he was more than four hundred years old, the senior brother who was already the "ancestor" set out again, saying goodbye to his quiet and prosperous life and stepping into the world again.
It's not about competing for advantages and disadvantages.
It's not for the sake of glory and wealth.
It's just that as a monk, the heart of cultivation, after two or three hundred years of repeated intertwining of sinking and awakening, is finally unwilling to sink and wants to revive again.
While walking in the rivers and lakes, I took the opportunity to cultivate quietly.
During this period, everything that was interesting and worthy of recording, including the smoke and clouds in various states and the scenes in the world, was recorded and recorded in this book "The Long Journey to Enlightenment".
Manman will eventually be manman.
The long journey to enlightenment has also become his entire long journey in life.
The initial clean-up in the mountains, the turmoil in the world in the middle, the various tastes of the world, and the final smoke and grass.
"If there is time to look back."
"I......"
There is no time to turn back, so this senior senior brother did not record his thoughts in the book after all, but just let his thoughts accompany the smoke and grass, and his people, into the depths of the years, and then was