After talking about the past of Senior Ge Jujizan and his disciple Shang Yunfei, He Xi Zhenren looked at Shi Tianyi and said, "You have praised my disciple Sun Luqian for his superb cultivation, but Shang Yunfei's cultivation is much higher than Luqian. Even if Luqian's teacher, Zeren, now the head of Zhengyi's sect, would not dare to say that he could capture him if he did not use the Thunder God Sword."
Shi Tianyi was shocked and said, "The cultivation level is so superb! Can the police take it away? Can the prison be locked up?"
He Xi: "The law in the world is a cage, and what people do is also their own cage. The higher the cultivation level, the more this is. What can't be blocked?...I think when the police took him away, several senior masters were watching, even the monks in Jiulin Zen Temple were alarmed. Confession of guilt and punishment is the easiest choice, and he walked into the cage himself."
Shi Tianyi was completely stunned and didn't know what he thought for a moment. Cheng Tianle asked: "So has the inheritance of Guangjiao Temple been cut off like this?"
He Xi did not answer yes or no, but changed the subject and said, "Mr. Cheng saw me and Senior Brother Guang on the other side of the mountain. Has he ever said that he was a mountain man, and Cheng Cheng was a man in the world?"
Cheng Tianle: "Yes, that's what Senior Huo Guang said when he said goodbye."
Hexi: "Senior Brother Heguang has been practicing in the Zhengyi San Cave Heaven for many years and rarely enters the world. He can call himself a mountain person. But my master is not. Since our disciples became successful, he has lived in Shizhu Village, at the foot of Zhaoting Mountain in the suburbs of Wucheng City for many years to practice medicine. His years of practicing medicine in the world have been longer than my junior brother and I taught in school.
I tell you these past events, just to say that the Dharma is in the middle of the mountain is not in the mountain. Mr. Cheng has visited the little Xumi ruins left by Guru Padmasambhava deep in the Himalayas, right? Brother Hefeng also introduced it to me in detail after returning to the mountain. The little Xumi has been destroyed, and there has been no one in the paradise of Guru Padmasambhava. But has the worldly inheritance of Guru Padmasambhava been cut off?"
Cheng Tianle replied: "Of course not. Even the younger generation has practiced the spiritual heat achievement method delivered by Guru Padmasambhava. In the world, whether you are a practitioner or not, there are many monks who practice this lineage as the Dharma. But Guru Padmasambhava's realm is still unimaginable to the younger generation."
He Xi sighed and said, "Cultivation is transcendent to the world. Those who achieve success as a golden immortal and a Bodhisattva have already reached the path of the Dharma, and it is still difficult for me to speak nonsense."
On the east side of the Fazhu Peak, I paid a heavy topic and felt a little solemn when I said goodbye. He Xi also understood the feelings of these younger generations. When he sent them out, he said, "Lu Shi, I have some of the past I talked about today, even you, a disciple of the Zhengyi Sect, have never heard of it before. It is an opportunity to speak. If I had changed on weekdays, even if I told you, I would not have felt as touched as today."
Farewell to Senior He Xi, he was still the guide of Lu Shi. Several people walked down the Fazhu Peak and came to the open and quiet valley. From the top of the peak, they looked at the valley with clear views, but when they walked down, they were surrounded by lush flowers and trees, and they couldn't see the whole picture. There was a path surrounded by two-big wild flowers in the forest. If you observe carefully, there were many rare auspicious herbs and elixirs in the world. The surrounding mountains and forests were sparse and dense. The earth's qi Lingshu also had a clever transition and transformation, integrating the natural environment for thousands of years with artificial care and cultivation without any trace.
Walking forward for three or five miles, you will hear the sound of flowing water, and turn out of the forest to come to a stream. The stream in this valley is about three meters wide. It is composed of the convergence of various springs in the mountains. Most of the places are clear and visible, and water plants and swimming fish can be seen. The stream also leaves bays and pools in the valleys we pass by. The water is fast, slow, deep and scattered, full of agility.
On this side of the stream are undulating mountains and forests with sparse density. On the other side of the stream is an open grassland with unobstructed views. It is dotted with many unknown strange flowers and fruits. You can see the square peak in the distance. The valley is divided into two parts with completely different scenery because of this river.
The blue sky and white clouds above my head, and the fragrance of various strange flowers and plants came from beside me. The opposite bank of the river was green, and the strange peaks were beautiful. Walking along the stream felt like I was walking in a fairyland on earth. But Cheng Tianle and others were very silent. Since they walked down the Dharma Pillar Peak, no one said a word, and they all looked thoughtful. Including fellow Taoist Lu Shi who was leading the way in front, they seemed to be immersed in some kind of trance thinking.
The spiritual effect of that cup of Ruimei Divine Dew was very easy to transform, but what He Xi said today and the past events introduced contained too much information and was too complicated. The deep meaning of it was difficult to digest for a while.
Senior Hexi finally mentioned the past of Master Ge Jujizan. This living Buddha thought that he was an equal figure with Shouzheng Zhenren at the Zhengyi Sanshan Conference. Such a master, Shang Yunfei, had such an ending.
When Shang Yunfei was in middle school, he was a student of Heqing, and he was in the same class as the current leader of Kunlun League. Heqing taught all his life and had many students. Naturally, there were all kinds of talents among his students, but there were also scum like Shang Yunfei, who had the same water and soil to raise all kinds of people.
Heqing was once a disciple of Shuzheng. A Taoist priest like Shuzheng can teach a great scholar like Heqing. His seven disciples have their own experiences, styles and current destinations are also different. As strong as the true Shouzheng, who has ascended to become an immortal, his personal disciple Heyang and Hexia also fell unexpectedly. He Chen committed suicide by committing self-punishment and entering the barrier of life and death, and Heqing made another choice.
The Shouzheng Zhenren and Zheng's Sect are like this, so what about Cheng Tianle and his Wanbian Sect? The demons of Wanbian Sect, Cheng Tianle has taken good care of them so far, for fear that they would have any accidents. They have formed formations and attacked the enemy several times. However, if the Wanbian Sect starts its sect and develops, their disciples will inevitably encounter various dangers and even die when they walk in the world.
This is just one aspect. If the tree has dead branches, time is the best and most severe test. No matter how cautious Cheng Tianle is, it is difficult to avoid scum in the Wanbian Sect. These are what Cheng Tianle does not want to see. What will you feel at that time? You must be mentally prepared now!
He Xi also talked about the past of two generations of Zhengyi, and also reminded Cheng Tianle that starting a sect is not a matter of a lifetime. The true inheritance sect belongs not only to which era or trend. On the one hand, it must integrate into this world, and on the other hand, it must transcend the era in which it is located, not even a matter of a generation. This is the true sect of cultivation, rather than gathering people to show off the world.
Cheng Tianle has so many feelings, let alone Shi Tianyi who was silently following him. Only he himself knew what he was thinking about, or he was not completely clear in his heart.
The stream turned an arc-shaped bend, extending to the foot of Fangzheng Peak and backwards. On the arc-shaped apex, a bluestone arch bridge appeared. The bridge railings were carved with various auspicious beast sculptures, and there were eighteen reliefs on both sides. Cheng Tianle actually saw Bi Fang in it, and finally couldn't help asking: "Fellow Taoist Lu Shi, what are the details of the reliefs on this bridge?"
Lu Shi introduced: "This bridge has existed since the Tang Dynasty, but the reliefs on the bridge railings were left in the Ming Dynasty, and the carvings were auspicious beast and spirit birds that had been killed or subdued by ancestors of all generations."
Cheng Tianle was startled and said, "Has the ancestor of Zhengyi slaughtered a dragon?"
Lu Shi: "Yes, according to the classics of this sect, the founder of Zhengyi Sect, Mei Zhenyi, once killed two black dragons who were in trouble in Pengze Lake. Later, with the help of the Golden Immortal Spirit Bead, it refined the original remains of the black dragon and refined into a magical artifact, Black Ruyi, and was called Zhengyi Sanbao, along with the Thunder God Sword in the hand of Master Zeren, the Qingming Mirror in the hand of the Stone Alliance Leader.
Speaking of this, he was afraid that everyone would not understand it. After thinking about it, he added and explained: "The Spirit Bead is the Nezha in the mythology and legend. As for what happened in this record, I can't explain it clearly. But Zhengyi and the three treasures are still passed down in the world, and Cheng Zong should have seen the Qingming Mirror and Thunder God Sword in it."
This conversation also attracted Shi Tianyi and Jiang Zhang. They finally came to their senses in their contemplation. Everyone did not cross the bridge, but still walked along the stream for several miles, and then turned into a lush bamboo forest. The bamboos in the mountains were of various shapes, some grew as thin as toothpicks by the water, and some were thicker than wine jars at the foot of the mountain. Cheng Tianle saw at least more than twenty, and half of them had never seen them outside.
A small stone path appeared at the foot of the mountain in the bamboo forest. Up the steps is Chengshu Peak. There are also houses and pavilions distributed in Chengshu Peak, mainly to welcome fellow peasants. When the World Sect Conference and the Zhengyi Sanshan Dharma Assembly were held, most of the fellow peasants also lived in Chengshu Peak.
Lu Shi did not lead everyone to the guest house at the main gate, and walked to a huge rock protruding into the sky halfway up the mountain. There was a hexagonal pavilion next to the road, with a tall ancient pine tree on both sides. The dense and lush tree canopy spread out and intertwined, just covering the pavilion like a hug. The three words "Pine-bearing Pavilion" are engraved on the flat stone surface in front of the pavilion.
Two children outside the pavilion bowed to everyone. They were also disciples of the Lu generation. There were stone tables and benches in the pavilion. Tea was already arranged on the table. One of them sat upright and the other stood. They were all old acquaintances of Cheng Tianle, senior Hefeng and his disciple Zezhen.
Cheng Tianle stepped forward to greet him, He Feng stood up and returned the greeting, while Ze Zhen welcomed outside the pavilion. Jiang Zhang met his benefactor and quickly bowed. Ze Zhen smiled and helped him up and said, "Today, I worship the mountain as a guest, so I can bow my hand, and there is no need to perform this great gift. What you see and hear along the way to Zhengyishan Mountain is the enlightenment of you?"
To be honest, the reason why Cheng Tianle brought Jiang Zhang here was because Ze Zhenyuan Dharma made the little demon cultivator come to thank him, and he himself wanted to thank Senior Hefeng. After half a day entering the mountain, Jiang Zhang was already stunned. It was the first time he had seen such a scene in the immortal cave, and all the people who were visiting the world were the most powerful masters.