The canyon is formed by geological faults. The conflict between earth and air in the surrounding area is violent and the different terrains have formed various natural Feng Shui situations. And it is precisely at the Lianxin Bridge that the earth, air and spirit are embraced in harmony with each other like yin and yang. Walking through Lianxin
The bridge is a path paved with gravel. There is such an elegant road in this deep mountain. The end of the path is an open space among the bamboo forests. There is a bamboo house there, and there is half a bamboo shed next to the bamboo house.
There is a stove made of loess in the bamboo shed. Next to the stove is a bamboo bowl rack with various utensils placed on it. Bamboo flats, bamboo baskets and other objects are hung on the pillars of the bamboo shed. Not far in front of the bamboo house is a bamboo forest.
On the edge of the pavilion, there is a bamboo pavilion, with bamboo couches and bamboo chairs placed in the pavilion. On the bamboo couch, there are stoves for boiling water and tea sets for making tea.
Xiang Yinghua took Wu Yuchong across the Lianxin Bridge and stepped onto the gravel path. The path was full of falling bamboo leaves, which made a rustling sound when stepping on it. The sound was very comfortable, like a gentle caress. Walk in
The bamboo house is small and simple inside, but exquisite enough. There are two rooms on the left and right of a small hall.
Xiang Yinghua waved his hand and said: "Pick a room and live here to clean up. The water and rice have been prepared here, and you can find fruits, vegetables, firewood, etc. in the mountains. If you have martial arts, you can also hunt game. I won't care."
You, as long as you don’t cross the Bridge of Compassion... Your secret method is now abolished, but your cultivation realm will not be lost. Remember, resting your mind is cultivation."
Xiang Yinghua's last sentence meant to point out his secret method. Wu Yuchong opened her mouth to speak, but in the end nothing came out. She was somewhat dissatisfied. If her skills were not broken before, she was actually the same as Xiang Yinghua.
In the meantime, the Tianji Formation can restrain illusions and move around without being affected by illusions, but her cultivation of the No Impact Transforming Evil Technique may not be as good as Xiang Yinghua's.
During the encounter on Xuanji Peak, the two did not really fight each other. Wu Yuchong also thought about it later, when would he have a fight with Xiang Yinghua to see who had higher cultivation and better methods? But at this time
Goodbye, she has no chance anymore. When she said this to Yinghua, she was somewhat trying to get some advantage from her words, but her expression clearly didn't look like it.
Wu Yuchong lived here, knowing that she was under house arrest, but on second thought, this was actually the best protection for her. The various factions in the Jianghu Fengmen did not know that there was a Pavilion Master in the Tang Dynasty.
The descendant of her, and was silenced by Mr. Rand. On the other hand, if Anzuojie and others knew her current situation, they probably wouldn't let her go. Thinking about it, she couldn't help but feel that the whole world was confused.
But I don’t know where the sadness lies.
Xiang Yinghua said that resting the mind is cultivation, but Wu Yuchong thought about it, how could he calm down the chaotic mood? After waking up in the secret room of Mianshan and running all the way to Furong Valley, she had not had time to understand everything, and she did not know what to expect.
What will happen to her? Even if You Fang had let her go, she didn't know what she would do.
In this bamboo house, Wu Yuchong's mood became more and more chaotic. She could neither fall asleep nor sit still to rest as usual, so she got up and walked out of the bamboo house. She had no intention of running away, and she couldn't escape even if she wanted to.
, I just want to take a breather and see the night in the mountains.
As soon as she walked out of the bamboo house, she saw Xiang Yinghua. Xiang Yinghua was sitting quietly in the bamboo pavilion, with reddish charcoal burning in the small stove and a copper kettle steaming slightly, holding a cup of half-warm tea in his hand.
There, there is a half-moon in the sky, hanging on the ridge at the other end of the canyon, half-hidden. The clear light shines on the edge of the bamboo forest, and Xiang Yinghua in the bamboo pavilion is also half-covered in the moonlight. The mountain
The shadows of the shadows and the shadows of people seemed to be quiet whispers under the moonlight.
Anyone who sees this scene will sigh inwardly. No wonder she is called the Moon Shadow Fairy.
Wu Yuchong walked to the bamboo pavilion and sat down on the bamboo chair opposite. The bamboo chair made a squeaking sound, and the slight sound broke the tranquility of the night. He raised the pot to Yinghua and said: "Is it difficult to rest my mind because of restless thoughts?
Have a cup of tea and look at the night in the mountains, how beautiful it is, and it has been endlessly memorable for thousands of years."
What a beautiful night, you can hear the sound of the waterfall in the canyon, and the gentle sound of the bamboo leaves blowing in the breeze. The two of them sat here and drank tea quietly. After an unknown period of time, the red light of the charcoal fire gradually dimmed, and the cup
The tea in the cup was a little cold, so Wu Yuchong finally asked: "Fairy Moon Shadow, why do you want to come back to this place?"
"I have only been cultivating in Songhe Valley before, and I have never killed anyone or encountered danger. But here I encountered the most dangerous ambush in my life. Not only did I kill people with secret methods, but I also almost lost my life. This is very important to me.
They are all past events that I don’t want to remember, experiences that I never thought I would have to experience." Xiang Yinghua answered slowly, and then changed his tone -
"But this place is really beautiful, isn't it? Later I found out that it was a place chosen by a person named Pan Qiaomu from your Wuchong sect. She also ordered people to design and build this Bamboo Forest Abode. She is indeed a talented person. Really.
It's a pity! Now that I see you, I feel even more pity. The circumstances in life are not always what you expected, but the artistic conception of Lingshu is how people appreciate beauty. The landscape is not only innocent, but also makes people grateful."
Wu Yuchong lowered his head and looked at the cup in his hand, recalling many of the words You Fang said to her when they were in Meiling, Nanchang. They may be different from Xiang Yinghua's expressions, but the meanings are so tacitly understood. There seems to be a tacit understanding between the two people.
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The life of being under house arrest in the mountains began like this, and a month had passed before he knew it. Xiang Yinghua didn't pay much attention to Wu Yuchong. If Wu Yuchong was willing, he could even treat Xiang Yinghua as if he didn't exist. Xiang Yinghua spent this period of time
In Bigu, with her secret method of cultivation, she does not stop eating the fireworks of the world, but nourishing the body and spirit between the heaven, earth and spiritual axis is also a kind of seclusion. It is okay to not eat for a month.
It turns out that Xiang Yinghua came here to retreat, and Wu Yuchong was placed under house arrest. It seemed that he was doing it just by the way.
Wu Yuchong made a fire to cook every day and drew water from the mountain spring. Fish could be caught in the pools under the canyon. There were bamboo rats and frogs in the forest. There were fungus and various wild vegetables in the mountains. There was no shortage of oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar. Among the bamboo flats
It is covered with yellow flowers and wild fruits, and strings of small fish are strung up with thin bamboo branches and hung in the bamboo shed. Smoke rises from the Furong Valley every day, adding a hint of popularity to this remote mountain.
After staying together for a long time, Wu Yuchong realized that the name "Moon Shadow Fairy" was not a compliment, nor was it just a description of Yinghua's temperament.
Many modern people who live in the hustle and bustle of the city often have a regret that Ye Gong loves dragons. They yearn for quiet and quiet places with beautiful mountains and clear waters. Sitting in their writing rooms, they often lament how comfortable it would be to find such a place to live in seclusion. But they really
Being sent to a remote mountainous area without Internet access or various entertainment facilities, and separated from the enjoyment of modern urban life, may be a bit novel for the first two days, but I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it after a few days, so I just want to go back and live a comfortable life, or should I?
What a nice home in the concrete jungle, everything is so convenient.
If the mind is impetuous, this secluded place in the mountains will become extremely boring. If the mind is free from the dust, then there will be peace and tranquility in the hustle and bustle of the world. Who among mortals has no thoughts of dust, more or less, and the temperament may be quiet or restless.
It's just that life in the mountains like this is not something ordinary people can enjoy. Although it looks beautiful, it is even a kind of endurance and suffering day after day.
But there is no trace of these heart-dust breaths on Xiang Yinghua's body. She is as quiet as the clear mountain, as moving as the beautiful water, and her soul seems to be blended into the harmony of the heaven and earth. It is the wonderful harmony of the spiritual axis. However, she
Although she was born in the world, she was not an outsider. She was truly a bright and quiet woman.
Xiang Yinghua is practicing enlightenment with his own body - what is resting the mind is cultivation.
That day Wu Yuchong came back from the valley to draw spring water and saw Xiang Yinghua scratching the ground with a thin bamboo branch. The ground was covered with a thin layer of fine sand, as if he was painting or writing. She had been doing this for the past few days.
Seeing Xiang Yinghua doing this, Xiang Yinghua ignored her, so she didn't move over to take a closer look. Today, she finally couldn't help but walked over to take a closer look. As a result, she stood still and was fascinated by the sight.
Xiang Yinghua is indeed writing, using bamboo branches to draw words, and the words become books, and the books become paintings. The paintings are like mountains and rivers, but the mountains and rivers are like a piece of calligraphy, and the calligraphy looks like a map when viewed closely. But what kind of map is it?
Wu Yuchong has never seen it. If Li Yongjun were here, he might think of the scene where You Fang talked about the mountains and rivers in Qingcheng Mountain, and Xiang Yinghua wrote the mountains and rivers in the word on the ground.
The words written on the ground should be carefully identified as Furong Valley, but the font looks like seal script but not seal script, like a landscape pattern. It passes between the characters Furong Valley and writes the words Lianxinqiao. The strokes are very powerful, but the font looks like stone drum inscriptions.
.If you are illiterate, you can still recognize that this is a painting, a painting composed of the strokes of the font. If you are proficient in esoteric techniques, you can also feel the unique landscape from this painting.
The Lingshu is clearly the Lianxin Bridge in Furong Valley where Xiang Yinghua is located.
Wu Yuchong's secret skill has been exhausted, but he can still sense it very clearly, and his understanding of the realm of mountains and rivers has not been lost. As long as the mind is calm, he can still appreciate the wonders of the mountains and rivers. The fusion of calligraphy and painting in front of him is like the compassion of the Lotus Valley within a square inch.
Bridge, she inexplicably remembered the picture scroll in You Fang's sleeve, a seemingly simple landscape painting, but it had the interesting meaning of thousands of mountains and rivers.
At this time, Xiang Yinghua painted the ground into a book and used the book as a picture. Of course, he was not refining the weapon. Xiang Yinghua seemed to know the doubts in Wu Yuchong's heart, and explained lightly: "This is the Feng Shui Xuanji Picture, which evolved from the Xuanji Picture that has been circulated since ancient times.
Come on, have you heard of it?"
Wu Yuchong shook her head silently. She only knew that the place where Shang and Liu Li died together in the Tang Dynasty was called Xuanji Peak.
I don’t know what the connection is with Xiang Yinghua’s calligraphy and painting on the ground at this time?
If Xue Qinan was here, of course he would know what the Xuanji Picture was that Xiang Yinghua was talking about, but after all, Wu Yuchong spent too little time with his grandmother, so he had never heard of it.
The allusion of the Xuanji Picture comes from the brocade handkerchief embroidered by Su Ruolan, a talented woman in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, with five-color silk threads. There are 840 crosses on it. Later generations added the word "heart" in the center, forming twenty-nine horizontal and vertical rows.
Formation. These 841 characters can be read in various ways such as horizontal, vertical, oblique, positive, reverse, overlapping, jumping, and back. Three, five, or seven characters can be used to form a poem. After thousands of years of practice by people of all ages.
Interpretation, it is said that nearly 8,000 poems were written.
This five-color brocade handkerchief is breathtaking. Later generations called it the Xuanji Picture. From Wu Zetian to Su Dongpo, everyone admired the exquisite meaning of this poem. To understand this Xuanji Picture clearly, it would take thousands of poems to be intermittent.
It took several years of work, but Su Ruolan only took a few months to embroider it, which shows her talent. There is an alley on the west side of Famen Temple in Shaanxi called Brocade Lane, which is said to be in memory of Su Ruolan.
In later generations, Xuanji pictures became women's boudoir drama, or a special kind of embroidery, which used various arrangements of characters to form landscapes, flowers and birds. It was both a painting and a text. Of course, this kind of Xuanji pictures was not something ordinary people could do. Ancient literacy
There are not many people, and even fewer women are literate. Even Wang Xifeng in "A Dream of Red Mansions" is illiterate.
Being proficient in poetry, embroidery, and painting, as well as having such talents and thoughts as delicate as brocade, is really exhausting, so this kind of game has not been handed down, and not much is known to contemporary people.
Xiang Yinghua now paints the ground into a book, which is no longer the classical boudoir embroidery game. With the charm of Xuanji pictures, using words to talk about the landscape and spiritual pivots is also in line with the traditional origin of calligraphy and painting. It seems that although the mountain is quiet, but
Xiang Yinghua's heart is not boring at all. All things are real and vivid. This is the necessary retreat to break through the realm of spiritual thoughts and forms.
Xiang Yinghua finished explaining the Xuanji picture in a leisurely manner, waved his sleeves gently, and the sand and soil on the ground returned to its original state. The picture just now was erased, and then handed the bamboo branch in his hand to Wu Yuchong. She didn't need to say anything to Wu Yuchong.
You can also understand the meaning, it is clearly two words - fighting!
There is a difference between civil and martial arts fighting. People who practice martial arts can usually join hands to compare strength instead of fighting to the death. Wu Yuchong's martial arts has been exhausted at this time, so naturally he can no longer use his spiritual thoughts to fight with Xiang Yinghua.
, and Xiang Yinghua could see that she was a little dissatisfied from the first day, so he gave her a chance to fight, which was to use bamboo branches to draw the ground to create a landscape painting.
But Wu Yuchong has not lost her realm of cultivation. She can integrate her understanding of the spiritual axis of mountains and rivers, and her experience of moving her spiritual thoughts to look up to the heaven and earth, into the word map to see who is smarter? This is different from the great formation of heaven or the illusion.
It has nothing to do with whether the formation is strong or weak, it just depends on the state of understanding of each person.
Wu Yuchong took the bamboo branch, but it didn't fall for a long time. She still suffered a lot from such a fight. Don't forget that she grew up in the United States. She is a talented student, but she is also a talented student at Yale University. The sentiment and elegance of poetry, calligraphy and painting are still lacking.
A little more. And these are precisely the very important auxiliaries that have reached the current state of secret cultivation. How can one achieve mountains and rivers if there are no gaps in the mind?
But there is nothing unfair in this kind of fighting. What she learned was Yang Gong's secret method passed down by Master Xianman.
When An Zuojie came to China, he also realized that it was indeed difficult to advance further with his own level. There seemed to be something missing in his heart, and he had deliberately worked hard to make up for it. When Wu Yuchong saw the five picture album notes left by Wu Pingdong, why did he
So I want it, and the reason is nothing more than this.