The morning drums rumble and the clear mist floats in the sky.
The sunlight shines through the window lattice, driving away the chill of the night, and gradually outlines the outlines of the tables, tables, screens, and couches in the guest room.
Countless dust particles were wandering among the beams of light falling through the window, sometimes restless and sometimes soothing. This insignificant scene was particularly nostalgic on this morning.
At some point, Xiao Man had opened his eyes, staring straight at the dust particles dancing in the sky, feeling grateful for the rest of his life. Although the aphrodisiac poison was not fatal, if it was not removed in time, it could destroy his mind.
, makes people become crazy and stupid. If so, it would be better to die cleanly.
She clearly remembers most of the series of embarrassing and embarrassing things that happened since she moved into the library. Especially the meaningless humming she couldn't help but make, and the bold gesture of hugging Yang Zhaoxi's neck...
Every time I think about it, I wish I could plunge into the brocade quilt and never come out.
Outside the screen, Yang Chaoxi sat on the floor with her legs crossed, her eyes closed and her face calm.
The long breath, moving in and out with the rhythm of breathing in and out, sent the faint "purple air from the east" and "sunfire air" into the circulation of the sky. After a long time, a turbid air finally eased from the slightly opened mouth of the sandalwood tree.
Exhale slowly.
After Liu Xiaomu was driven away last night, he returned to his room and made a bed on the floor, but he couldn't sleep. He simply sat up, took out a book "Cultivation of Body and Nourishment of Qi" and read it for half an hour. If he realized something, he started to adjust his breath and breathe.
, the luck of the trade, the feeling of regret and depression in my heart finally calmed down.
After entering the stage of "refining and transforming qi", the benefits of these "five steps" of exhaling, breathing, moving qi, collecting qi, and subduing qi become more and more obvious!
If the "foundation building" stage is about ramming stones to build a fortress, which must be stable; then the "refining and refining Qi" stage is about laying bricks and building walls, and the progress is increasing day by day. After Yang Chaoxi practiced Qi every time, he felt as if he was chewing
After eating a potato stick, it goes from thin to thick, and gradually gets better!
When the sun gradually became dazzling, Yang Chaoxi exhaled the last breath, and his eyes suddenly opened! Two white lights shot out for more than a foot, and they dispersed after half a breath.
"Gulu~" There was a sound from the screen, and Xiaoman's body stiffened, and he was suddenly embarrassed. His breathing, which was originally like a gossamer, immediately became panicked.
Yang Chaoxi raised the corner of her mouth and asked across the screen: "Are you hungry? Little Man?"
After a long time, a faint response came from the screen: "Well..."
"The poison has just been removed from your body, so you shouldn't move too much. Stay in the room for a while...I'll buy some food!" Yang Zhaoxi couldn't help but think of what happened last night when he heard Xiaoman's vague and shy voice, and quickly found a logical solution.
With an excuse, he ran out of the guest room as if he was running away.
In Jiashan Square, Hu people with different looks were busy coming and going. Some had white skin, some had high noses and deep eyes, some had swarthy complexions, and some had blond hair and blue eyes. Yang Zhaoxi walked among them, looked around, and quickly bought buns and wheat.
阘, flax cake... put it in a bowl and put it in a lacquered wooden box borrowed from the library.
Back in the guest room, Xiaoman had simply washed herself and was sitting in front of the outside room with her hair tied up in a bun. Perhaps the well water was too cold last night and she felt a little cold. Her nose was reddish, her voice was hoarse, and her hands and feet were all weak.
The two of them glanced at each other intentionally or unintentionally, and both tacitly avoided it, but they were speechless.
Yang Zhaoxi directly opened the wooden box, took out the food items, and arranged them on the plan. He also took out the bowls and chopsticks, poured the buns and wheat flour into bowls, and handed them to Xiaoman's hands.
The two of them each grabbed their chopsticks, lowered their heads, and chewed gently, as if they were waiting for the other to speak to break the awkward silence.
"Pfft!" Xiaoman suddenly burst out laughing for some unknown reason. Then his laughter became more intense, and he was actually choked by Mai Zong. He coughed again and again, and it took him a long time to stop.
"Why are you laughing?" Yang Zhaoxi was puzzled. But he thought in his heart: Are all Hu women so straightforward and unrestrained? Or are only the little barbarian girls lively like this? They are not like the daughters of the Han family, who are so gentle even if they want to smile.
Euphemistic.
Xiaoman didn't answer, but took out a palm-sized bronze mirror from his arms and handed it to him with a smile. Yang Chaoxi took it and took a look, and immediately couldn't help laughing, and started laughing too.
It turned out that he had eaten too quickly, and Yang Chaoxi’s mouth was covered with sticky soup, and it was also covered with the sesame seeds of the sesame cake. He looked like a Sogdian barbarian with a strong beard!
The two laughed for a while, and the embarrassment and discomfort they felt when they woke up in the morning disappeared immediately. Xiao Manyu smiled sweetly: "You and Aunt Xiaomu are really just Taoist friends? Why can you invite her here!"
"Of course it's just a fellow Taoist. I've seen her 'Chaoyin Bell', and I saw you wearing it last night, so I guessed that there might be a connection between you. If you invite her, she will definitely not save you. It's just that after you fell asleep last night,
My words were careless and I provoked her away. I'm afraid it will be difficult to ask her for help in the future!"
Yang Chaoxi smiled bitterly. As he spoke, Yang briefly talked about the unpleasantness that happened with Liu Xiaomu last night, cutting out the redundant words.
"It's just that she walked too fast. I still don't know how to use this 'Chaoyin Bell'. Please teach me a lesson, little girl!"
Xiaoman's smile became even stronger: "Don't worry, Young Master Yang! My aunt is not that kind of narrow-minded person. Since she is willing to keep the 'Chaoyin Bell', it means that she doesn't take your unpleasant words to heart. As for this
The usage of 'Chaoyin Bell' is quite simple..."
The two of them each took out the "Chaoyin Bell" and chatted with each other for a while. Only then did Yang Zhaoxi memorize the various uses and formulas of this magical weapon in his mind one by one.
At this time, the sun was high and it was already past midnight. Yang Chaoxi still had other things on his mind, so he clasped his fists and said: "Little Man girl, since you provoked that cowardly son-in-law, don't go back to the wine shop recently. This
I have given enough money to the hotel, so you can stay here and ask the waiters to take care of your food.
Later, I will ask the waiter to grab some medicine, fry it and bring it over, and you will take good care of it for a few days. I have something to take care of, so I will excuse you now!"
In the Xiangshan Temple on the east side of Longmen Mountain, there is a decent monk's room with a treasure statue of Sakyamuni hanging in the east. To the north is a low couch with enough pillows and mats in thin quilts, stacked in a corner of the low couch.
There is a roll-foot table on the couch, and twenty-four tea-making utensils are arranged at random. An engraved copper incense burner stands silently at the corner of the table, and a faint scent of sandalwood rises from it. A monk and a guest sit facing each other to drink.
Ming, a leisurely and contented scene of Zen silence that transcends the world.
The guest had fair cheeks, a scarlet robe with gold belt, and a black-knotted head. He came here wearing an official uniform! Judging from his age, he was only about forty years old, but his temples were already gray. There were several wooden boxes beside the couch.
, some box lids were half opened, and the bright silver light reflected in the monk's room, adding a touch of worldliness to the place outside.
The monk clasped his palms together, bowed his head and saluted: "Master Shaoyin, you have worked hard on this trip! With these thousand taels of silver collar, my temple will definitely make the 'Shendu Martial Arts Conference' a glorious one and go down in history! This Yiyang tea is a
A tea merchant and pilgrim gave it to me. The abbot couldn't put it down, but he couldn't bear to eat more of it. I heard that Master Shaoyin was coming today, so he specially asked me to treat him with this tea!"
This young master is Chen Wanglu, the young master of Henan Prefecture. A few days ago, he lost his beloved daughter. Out of regret and anger, he actually grew a lot of silver hair overnight. Today, on the order of Henan Yin Xiaojing, he left his former daughter.
The promised thousand taels of silver were personally escorted to Xiangshan Temple, which happened to relieve the depression in my heart.
Chen Shaoyin picked up the newly added tea soup and sipped it carefully. The fruit was fragrant and refreshing, and his eyes were refreshed. He couldn't help but praise: "It is indeed a good tea! One cup will forget the world, two cups will relieve worries, and three cups will make you feel refreshed. Zen Master Lingzhen,
When I come here this time, I still have two things that I need to explain to the Zen master, whether they are appropriate or inappropriate. But I would like to ask your temple for a word so that I can return my order to Henan Yin."
Zen Master Lingzhen put down the tea utensil, turned his palms up, and paused slightly: "Master Shaoyin, please speak!"
Chen Shaoyin continued: "First, in this 'Shendu Martial Arts Competition', Mr. Xiao hopes that the superb warrior monks from various temples in Shimen will also participate in the martial arts competition to intimidate the wanderers. I would like to ask the abbot of your temple, Zen Master Lingche, to come forward and invite you.
The abbots and abbots of Baima Temple, Chonghua Temple, Huayan Temple, Longxing Temple, Yaoguang Temple and other temples in Luoyang City will watch the ceremony together."
Zen Master Lingzhen nodded: "Based on the good relationship that senior abbot has forged in Luoyang Shimen, this matter is not difficult to handle, so I will accept it on behalf of senior brother."
Chen Shaoyin's eyes were slightly lowered, as if he hesitated for a moment, but he still said: "The second one is a few days later, on March 15th, the Zoroastrian saint sent by the Dashi Kingdom will arrive in Luoyang to inaugurate the Zoroastrian Church in China.
Rekindle the Holy Fire. If this happens, Zoroastrianism will definitely become more prestigious, and the popularity of the Nine Surnamed Sogdian Barbarians will also increase greatly!
Since Lord Xiao took up the post of Henan Yin, he has been on guard against the Zoroastrian religion becoming more and more difficult to control and preventing the emergence of Kanglu Mountain and Milu Mountain among the Sogdians, which would lead to renewed war. Therefore, he has
He secretly communicated with the wealthy officials of Luoyang and asked the warriors and staff supported by each family to take action, so that he could use the power of the rivers and lakes to drive the saint back to the Western Regions.
Although the last round of killing the tiger demon failed, the Kung Fu skills of the monks in the temple are really admirable! Therefore, I hope that Xiangshan Temple can send a team of monks to help stop the saint girl. This matter is not the same.
It is necessary to kill, but there is no need to take any risks. I hope the Zen Master will consider it!"
After listening to this, Zen Master Lingzhen's expression changed slightly, but he had already accepted the information from the public school and could not refuse it face to face. He thought for a while and said: "Buddhist Buddhism and Zoroastrianism have always been in harmony with each other, and there is no contradiction or connection.
This matter is serious and I dare not speak nonsense. I have to report it to the senior abbot before I can make a decision. Please forgive me, Lord Shaoyin!"
Chen Shaoyin secretly cursed in his heart: Sure enough, as an old man, he can catch a glimpse of his own plans. But his face seemed to be calm: "The Zen master behaves prudently and considers the temple people at all times. What's the crime? I will go with the Zen master."
, just in time to have a heart-to-heart talk with the abbot Zen Master."
Zen Master Lingzhen took the lead and led Chen Shaoyin across the courtyard behind the "Mainxiong Hall" to a Zen room in the west. There were several bamboo poles planted in front of the Zen room. The cool breeze blew by, and the bamboo leaves were fluttering. It was a quiet place.
A dust-free place!
The main entrance of the Zen room was covered by a yellow cloth curtain, and the wooden sign on the door lintel was engraved with the two words "Fang Shen", indicating that no one was meditating at this time. However, two old voices asked and answered questions through the curtain.
When they came out, they were all talking about arrogance and Zen philosophy.
An old man smiled and said: "Monk Lingche, Buddhism often says that 'all living beings are suffering'. Life is suffering, old age is suffering, illness is suffering, and death is suffering. Therefore, we want to save living beings with Buddha's Dharma and save them from suffering. However, natural selection competes with all things.
"Survival of the fittest is the principle of the cycle of heaven. How can we stop eating and kill ourselves because of choking just because of the word 'bitter'?"
Abbot Lingche spoke kindly: "Buddha knows suffering, so he uses scriptures and Dharma to calm his suffering, so that living beings will not despise themselves or be angry with others. But it is not because they are afraid of suffering. What Taoist Master Yuchi said is wrong.
"
This Taoist Master Yuchi is Yuchi Yuan, the master of Hongdao Temple. At this moment, he teased: "When Taoism is completed, it is said to be transformed into a feather and ascended. This is because Taoism has dual cultivation of life and life, leaving only the remaining slough, which can travel to the three realms and is called the Yang God."
When the door of enlightenment is perfected, it is called sitting in nirvana. Because one sees one’s nature and becomes a Buddha, he abandons his skin and enters reincarnation, and is called a Yin Shen. To put it simply, Taoists practice the path of immortality, and monks practice the path of ghosts.”
As soon as these words came out, Zen Master Lingzhen outside the door frowned, almost breaking the rules of anger.
However, Abbot Lingche was not angry and replied calmly: "Amitabha! The Taoist cultivation method is indeed mysterious, but if you are obsessed with immortality, it is easy to develop mental obstacles and inner demons. Those who truly become immortals and become immortals are only rare!
The method of my Buddhist practice is simple and easy, and can be practiced by all living beings. Only by not being attached to life and death can you achieve peace of mind and transcendence and enlightenment!
Therefore, the Taoist sect emphasizes cultivating the body and emphasizes inhalation and inhalation. Even if one attains Taoism, one cannot escape the seven emotions and six desires, which are at odds with each other. The Buddhist sect emphasizes cultivating the mind and emphasizes understanding. Although the merits are small, it can bring blessings to the body and soul, and lead to peace and contentment."
After hearing this, Yuchiyuan was dumbfounded for a long time, and then said again: "Monk Lingche, my Taoist sect's hard training of internal and external elixirs is the way to survive; while the Shi sect's sitting in meditation all day long is the way to seek death. You are an ant.
If you cherish your life, what should you do as a human being? You ask all sentient beings, how to choose between life and death? The answer must be self-evident."
Abbot Lingche calmly said: "All living beings are greedy for life, for the sake of all living beings; all living beings are afraid of death, so they will worry about gains and losses; when they worry about gains and losses, they will calculate the gains and losses, which will lead to disputes; when there is a dispute, the swordsmen will face each other, and the corpses will be laid down for miles... From birth to death.
That's probably the case. Therefore, the vastness of Buddhism is to teach all living beings not to be attached to gains and losses in life and death, but to sacrifice oneself to benefit others, and then everyone will be at peace."
Yuchi Yuan suddenly thought of something again and said with a smile: "Monk Lingche, although the Taoist sects abstain from sexual intercourse, they are not allowed to marry and practice dual cultivation. This is because the combination of yin and yang, if it is restrained and the Dharma is obtained, will be beneficial to the practice. So I released the sect.
To abstain from sexual intercourse, but to ban all sexual intercourse with women and regard them as savage beasts is really an overreach.
It should be noted that the reproduction of living beings is for the continuous survival of the group. It is both in line with the way of heaven and instinct. How can it be suddenly banned? If all the people convert to the Buddha and ban women, reproduction will not be possible. A hundred years later, all Huayi will die, and the three religions will
If they are all destroyed, wouldn’t the Buddhism school be the chief culprit?”
Abbot Lingche hesitated for a moment and was silent for a long time, unable to answer.
Zen Master Lingzhen was slightly angry in his heart: This Yuchiyuan comes to argue the principles of Buddhism whenever he has free time. How can he have the composure of a master of one-minded views? But I don’t know why, the abbot senior brother is willing to be so tolerant to him and let him ramble on.
Bullshit, nonsense. Thinking of this, Zen Master Lingzhen took a few steps forward and walked to the curtain. The silhouette of his figure was immediately reflected by the sunlight.
Sure enough, when Abbot Lingche saw someone coming, he stopped the debate and said slowly: "Junior brother, what's the matter?"
Zen Master Lingzhen successfully relieved the abbot brother, glanced at Chen Shaoyin who was a little impatient, and quickly replied: "Abbott brother! Mr. Chen Shaoyin is here. There is a matter that requires our temple's help. I dare not make any arbitrary decisions, so I came here to talk to my brother.
Show Ming."
"Please!" Abbot Lingche's voice was neither sad nor happy, and he had no worries about the contention of the debate just now.
Zen Master Lingzhen turned his body slightly, nodded to Chen Shaoyin behind him, then opened the curtain and let him in.
Abbot Lingche saw that the visitor was dressed in official uniform, so he knew that it was Shaoyin Chen Wanglu. However, he did not stand up to greet him. He just nodded and smiled: "I have heard that Almsgiver Chen is diligent in his official duties. It is rare that he takes the time to come here today. Please take a seat.
Have some refreshments."
Chen Shaoyin saw that Abbot Lingche did not greet him with secular courtesy. Although he was unhappy, he was too lazy to care about it. He cupped his hands and said, "Then I will bother the abbot."
The four of them sat cross-legged, and Chen Shaoyin got straight to the point: "In a few days, the new generation of Zoroastrian saints will come to Luoyang to rekindle the sacred fire of Zoroastrianism. This event will definitely make Zoroastrianism even more powerful! Mr. Xiao has already arranged an ambush.
I just hope that the monks of Xiangshan Temple will also help me. This trip is just to drive the saint back to the Western Region. There is no need to kill anyone. I hope the abbot can give me an answer!"
After Chen Shaoyin finished speaking, Yuchiyuan was the first to speak: "Master Shaoyin, although Zoroastrianism has weird rituals and secretive practices, it has a deep connection with the nine-surnamed Hu state in the Western Regions. The Ministry of Rites of the imperial court even has a Sabao Mansion, and Zoroastrianism is appointed.
, Zhu Zhu and other official positions are responsible for the affairs of the Zoroastrian Temple. Therefore, Buddhism and Taoism have always kept a respectful distance from each other. Is there any reason to take the initiative to provoke him? "
Zen Master Lingzhen was extremely surprised: it was widely said that the Shi sect in the prosperous dynasty was the same as the Taoist sect. Although the rumors were inappropriate, it was a fact that the two sects were not in harmony. Just now, this old Taoist had a heated argument with the abbot, but now he replaced Shi
I really can't figure out the reason behind the door talk.
Abbot Lingche saw that Chen Shaoyin's face was gloomy, and he was obviously quite dissatisfied with Yuchi Yuan. He just took the public dignity into consideration and did not show any anger. So he pondered: "What Taoist Yuchi said is indeed pertinent. It is not appropriate to act rashly on matters related to Zoroastrianism."
Fighting. If we just prevent the expansion of Zoroastrianism, there must be a more reliable way, so why must we use force to suppress it?"
Chen Shaoyin said coldly: "It has only been ten years since the Jizhou Rebellion subsided, but a few Zen masters and Taoist priests have healed their scars and forgotten the pain." On that day, the bandit leader An Lushan captured Luoyang, burned, killed and looted, and even forced all the people in the city to
Cun's Zen masters, Taoist priests, and elders supported him in Jianyuan and proclaimed himself emperor. Later Shi Siming occupied Luoyang again, and his cruelty was even worse!
The two surnames of An and Shi are both from the major tribes among the nine surnamed Hu people. If they are not from my tribe, their minds must be different! If we don't take precautions and containment in advance at this time, are we going to sit back and watch and raise tigers to cause trouble?!"
These few questions were so precise that even Yuchiyuan was speechless.
Zen Master Lingzhen saw Chen Shaoyin's anger and Abbot Lingche's vague attitude, so he had no choice but to stand up and say: "Brother Abbot! What Master Shaoyin said makes sense. Moreover, blocking the Zoroastrian saint's affairs is not for personal enmity, but to eliminate disaster. Since
This matter does not involve killing any living beings. Junior brother, I kindly ask you to personally lead a few warrior monks to help."
After hearing this, Abbot Lingche suddenly stood up from the futon: "Master Shaoyin, monks are compassionate! I don't want to argue with others, let alone hurt people's lives. If you keep your word, you will just expel them, but not kill them."
, the warrior monks in the temple will definitely try their best to stop the Zoroastrian saint."
Only then did Chen Shaoyin's expression slow down: "Abbott, please don't worry! The public affairs always follow the rules. If you agree to expel only and not kill, you won't break your promise." Then he cupped his hands and said, "Come to the 'Shendu Martial Arts Conference'
For example, this matter is just done casually, it is insignificant! I have just informed Zen Master Lingzhen in detail about my intention to visit today, and I hope that the abbot will spare no effort to invite everyone from the Buddhist sect to attend the conference and participate in this grand event!"
"Amitabha!" Abbot Lingche clasped his palms together and watched Chen Shaoyin leave the meditation room.
The sun's shadow moves westward, and the trees on the half slope of Xiangshan Mountain are lush and the stone steps are winding.
The fragrant kudzu vine clings to ancient trees such as chun, elm, cypress, and pine. Its flowers emit bursts of fragrant fragrance, lingering in the mountains and lingering. Being in the fragrance, people can't help but feel relieved and relieved.
Chen Wanglu, Shaoyin of Henan Prefecture, was returning down the mountain surrounded by two teams of bad guards. Although there were twists and turns on this trip, he still managed to accomplish two things. Chen Shaoyin couldn't help but have a look of satisfaction on his face:
You're kidding! Even the Buddha has to open a mouth of gold for a thousand taels of silver. What's more, it's just a ruined temple that has been devastated by war and has been severely damaged.
There were many damaged stone steps in the mountains, the edges and corners were broken, and the squares were indistinguishable. A group of more than 20 people stepped carefully and only looked down at the road. For a moment, they did not notice that not far ahead, there was an old Taoist standing, with a thin figure and full body.
He has fair hair and a wide green robe, and the sound of hunting is blown up by the mountain wind.
Wu Hou Dong Zhongting led a team of bad guards to clear the way ahead, and had just scared away several grass snakes blocking the road.
At this time, he suddenly found an old Taoist blocking the road. He immediately pressed the handle of the knife and asked in a deep voice: "May I ask which Taoist priest is this? What do you want to do when you are blocking the road?!"
The old Taoist raised his chin slightly, not afraid of the ferocious-looking Marquis Dong Wu: "Wei Chiyuan, the poor Taoist master of Hongdao Temple, has been waiting here for a long time, Master Shaoyin. I have something to ask, can you please let me know?"
Dong Zhongting saw Yuchiyuan clasping his fists in salute. Knowing that his hands were empty and he did not carry any weapons, Dong Zhongting felt a little relieved. So he winked at the bad commander beside him and hurriedly turned back to protect Chen Shaoyin personally.
The bad commander immediately understood: "Master Taoist, you can just wait where you are. Chen Shaoyin is behind and will be there in a moment." After saying this, seven or eight bad guards were standing in front of Yuchiyuan, holding their hands on the hilts of their swords, ready to prepare.
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After only ten breaths, Chen Shaoyin walked around two mountain trees and saw the skinny old Taoist in front of him. He immediately frowned and said, "Taoist Master Yuchi intercepted me halfway. What was your intention? Just now you refuted your words. I didn't care about you, so I took it seriously."
Don’t I have a temper?”
Yuchiyuan's beard trembled slightly and he said with a smile: "Lord Shaoyin, please calm down! According to Pindao's knowledge, the big officials in the city and the camp in Luocheng to the east have all agreed to send good men to help Gongmen intercept the Zoroastrian saint. In addition, there are also
Some weak-minded Taoists will also send disciples to participate in this matter.
With such a big fanfare, not to mention a Zoroastrian saint, even a notorious hero has to retreat. Why drag Shimen into the water? Does Lord Shaoyin have other plans? "
Chen Shaoyin's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Master Yuchi, as a Taoist priest, he should practice Taoism, eat fast, and do nothing to escape the world. Today you come to interfere with my family's business. Do you want to become an immortal or a ghost?"
"Swish, swish, swish!" Hearing this, Dong Wuhou and the bad guards drew their swords and surrounded Yuchiyuan.