Sacrifice

Teng Xiaohong rolled around on the soft couch bored.

The furnishings in the room are similar to those in Tallinn, with a soft couch and a shelf. The room is empty, with several layers of curtains hanging from the gray-white walls on both sides. If the curtains are pulled apart, the room can be artificially divided into two parts.

Teng Xiaohong curled her lips, this room is not even as good as Tallinn. In Tallinn, at least the young master still has a yard where he can play with fists and sticks, but now there is only this room, even the outside yard is public, what can he do? ?

Most importantly, he even has a place to put his own flowerpot! !

Teng Xiaohong angrily twisted the three futons stacked together in the corner of the soft couch into twists. After a while, he sighed, rushed to the window, stretched his neck and tried to look out, trying to find his little master .

Xiangruo spent a lot of thought on arranging a room for her newly released junior uncle.

Other monk sects basically provide their disciples with spiritual places, but they don’t care about the construction of the cave. Because Wuyin Temple has morning classes every morning, and also for the unity of the disciples in the temple, it has specially built a courtyard where novice disciples live together. The Prajna Hall is also the same. .

Prajna hall disciples are mostly composed of novice disciples. Most of the disciples go out to travel or do sect missions all the year round. There are not many disciples who actually stay in the Prajna hall. Basically, everyone can be guaranteed to have their own room.

The main hall of the Prajna Hall is naturally the place where the disciples do their morning and evening classes. The side rooms on both sides of the main hall are used for the disciples to hand over tasks, and the rows of wing rooms at the back are arranged in a square shape, just for the disciples to live in.

Considering the seniority of this new little uncle, Xiangruo finally arranged Boye's room in the innermost room of the Prajna Hall.

Because it is the last row, the room is quite spacious and quiet at the same time, and when the corner door behind the Prajna Hall is opened, it is very convenient that the abbot lives in the courtyard, and next to the abbot's courtyard is the Yaowang courtyard.

Xiangruo thought of Faru's master uncle's roar last year, and was immediately quite proud of his arrangement. With the little master uncle as a shield, I believe the master should be happy.

But in this way, the corridor outside the window that Teng Xiaohong was trying to look at was basically the corner corridor behind the Prajna Hall, and there, usually no one came.

Teng Xiaohong opened her eyes and stared for two hours, but there was nothing.

But he has been insisting, he always believes that the little master will definitely come!

When Bo Ye followed Xiangruo back to her room and opened the door, she saw Teng Xiaohong lying on the window looking at the back door, her eyes wide open without blinking.

He laughed, "Xiaohong."

Teng Xiaohong suddenly turned her head, her small face wrinkled into a ball, and immediately rushed over, "Master!!"

Pu Ye hugged Teng Xiaohong, turned her head to Xiangruo who was beside her and said, "Thank you nephew for leading the way."

"Amitabha, Master Uncle, you are welcome." Xiangruo lowered his eyes and said, "Master Uncle has just entered the novice state, as usual, you can first stabilize your cultivation base, and after your cultivation base is stable, you need to attend the daily morning and evening classes, and go to the Prajna Hall to register. Task."

Pu Ye nodded, "I see, I will register after I leave the customs."

"The nephew will leave first."

After seeing Xiangruo off, Boye looked around the room, "This is really... nothing at all."

Teng Xiaohong immediately complained, "Yes, yes, there is nothing, master, let's go back to Tallinn!"

"Stop making trouble." Pu Ye touched Teng Xiaohong's head, "Let me see..."

He let go of Teng Xiaohong, opened the curtains on both sides, blocking a third of the inner room, and took out a bracket from the package, which was the special pergola he made for Teng Xiaohong when he was in Tallinn.

"It just so happens that the window is at the back, so I simply built a platform outside the window, and you can wrap your body directly on it on weekdays to stretch your muscles."

Bo Ye said while doing it, and quickly finished the platform, and put the flowerpot under the platform, sprinkled thick soil on it, and there was no clue of what was underneath.

Teng Xiaohong cheered when he saw it. He turned into a red rattan more than ten meters long, with more than a dozen branches coming out from the root. The long rattans were entwined, and the top was as sharp as a sword's edge. The leaves exploded, and the red and pink tentacles curled up on the bracket like tongues, and the whole body was stretched in the sun, looking extremely comfortable.

The corners of Puye's eyes twitched slightly, saying that it was just building a foundation, why did Teng Xiaohong's body become so big? !

If the whole body is unfolded, it may cover an area of ​​[-] square meters, right?

Puye suddenly misses the little finger-shaped cane ==

Sitting cross-legged on the soft couch, Bo Ye began to clean up her parcel.

In addition to the equipment materials such as gold and spirit stones that I brought from Jisan's backpack, although there were not many Boye harvests during this trip to Yunming Palace, all of them were high-quality goods.

The first is the Nine Flame Heart Lotus that was picked in the Snake Lake. Although this lotus is a bit wilted, it only needs to be handed over to the Yaowang Academy. With the ability of the seniors, more Nine Flame Heart Lotus can be cultivated.

Bo Ye only knows that the Nine Flames Heart Lotus can purify the mind and help remove the demons. Buddhist disciples don't have a high demand for this thing, but disciples of other sects have a high demand for it. Brother Pu Hua takes such care of him, and he should reciprocate is.

The second is the treasure seen on the third floor of Yunming Palace.

One of the three treasures rushed to his chest by throwing a net into his chest. At that time, in order to avoid the sneak attack from behind, Bo Ye only cared about putting away the treasure, but didn't look at it carefully. After that, he actually forgot about it.

Now looking through the package, I found this treasure.

Taking out the treasure, Pu Ye carefully played with it, and it turned out that it was actually a hairpin.

The hairpin is white all over, in the shape of a willow leaf, and even looks a bit like the leaves of vine Xiaohong when you look closely. The hairpin is divided into two layers, with the large piece in front and the small piece in the back, and the two are combined into one. Fei, the small hairpin leaf is behind, it is translucent, and when viewed through light, it is almost nothing.

Pu Ye rubbed the hairpin curiously, when his finger brushed over the tip of the large hairpin leaf, suddenly an inch of the back of the neck was cold, and the smell of blood slowly permeated.

Teng Xiaohong, who had been stretching his muscles and bones on the shelf, rushed back. He turned into a human form and lay behind Bo Ye, looking around vigilantly with his small head, "Master? What happened?"

Bo Ye let out a breath slowly, he waved his hand, "It's nothing, it's just an accident."

The long and narrow wound on his back gradually healed, Pu Ye got up and searched carefully from the wall behind him, and it took a long time to find the little hairpin leaf.

He looked at this little hairpin leaf with lingering fear, if he hadn't reflexively shrunk his neck at that time, this hairpin leaf would have cut his own neck!

Carefully inserting the leaf back, Pu Ye was thoughtful, the angle of this hairpin attacking the enemy was too tricky, if the attack was done secretly, the chance of success would be very high.

It's just... Although this thing is good, it's a hairpin!

Bo Ye Jiong had a thought, should he be bald and wear a hairpin?Or put the hairpin in your arms?

Come on, the latter is more thought-provoking, okay?

As for the gift, until now, he only knew a female monk, Qingque.

And Qing Que... Qing Hu's eyes full of sharp sword energy suddenly flashed in Pu Ye's mind, Pu Ye trembled, and tried to shake his head, forgetting this scene.

Sighing, it is another thing that can only be seen but not used.

"what is this?"

Teng Xiaohong found that there was no danger, and she didn't change back to her original body. Instead, she lay at Bo Ye's feet, tilted her head and looked at the hairpin in Bo Ye's hand.

"This is a magic weapon obtained in Yunming Palace, but it can't be used." Pu Ye looked at Teng Xiaohong, then at the hairpin in his hand, his heart suddenly moved, he raised his hand to hold Teng Xiaohong's end Long, smooth red hair was carefully tied into a bun with a hairpin.

When he was a child, he lived in his grandfather's house, and his cousin always liked this kind of classic bun, and sometimes asked his little nephew to help him if he couldn't reach it, so although Boye was a little raw, the bun he pulled out still looked the same.

Bo Ye took a few steps back, looked at Teng Xiaohong, and suddenly burst out laughing.

Teng Xiaohong's eyebrows are picturesque, her face is as white as jade, her skin as creamy, her face is innocent and innocent, and she looks childish. With the hanging cloud bun, she looks nondescript.

He raised his hand and pulled back the hairpin, "It doesn't look good, Xiaohong should keep her hair loose, or should I braid it for you?"

Teng Xiaohong touched her head, not quite understanding what the little master meant, but she understood braiding.

"No braids, it's inconvenient to weave." Teng Xiaohong said, the hair at the back suddenly twisted, forming a spider web, which changed again in the blink of an eye, and the thin and dense strands of hair were entangled into a huge axe, " Hair is a shrunken body, looser and more powerful."

Pu Ye was dumb, he looked at the hairpin in his hand, and said irresponsibly, "Forget it, at the worst, I will honor Master in the future, Master... cough cough, maybe he will bring me a teacher's wife back!"

Putting away the hairpin, Puye took out the sword embryo that Daoist Qinghu gave him before leaving.

The whole body of the sword embryo was pitch black, with a faint black mist lingering on it, with a dense air of coldness, Pu Ye felt it carefully, and said regretfully, "It's really a good sword embryo, but it's a pity that it conflicts with my attributes, and I don't need a flying sword either."

Are you going to sell it?

Pu Ye thinks about it. Qinghu is free to go shopping in the market, only to find that the flying sword he gave away has been sold...

ORZ, he shivered again, and put aside the unreliable idea of ​​selling.

"Can you use this?" He handed the flying sword embryo to Teng Xiaohong, "I remember that you seem to be of the Yin attribute?"

The moment Teng Xiaohong took the sword embryo, his eyes suddenly lit up. He seemed to like this flying sword embryo very much. After playing with it for a while, he fixedly looked at Boye, "Give it to me?"

"Well, I don't need it."

"Thank you, little master!!" Teng Xiaohong has been studying the jade slips presented by Master Mingyu recently, and there is a sword formula in it, but this sword formula requires a very heavy sword to be used, and the one given by Master Qingyu Although the sword embryo doesn't look obvious, from Teng Xiaohong's feeling, if the sword is really successfully refined, it will probably be very heavy, just for him to practice swords.

Bo Ye let out a long breath, "You're welcome, if I have something you can use in the future, just say it."

Teng Xiaohong nodded, and put away the flying sword with a smile.

"I also picked some elixir when I went out this time. Do you still need it?" Puye picked several kinds of medicinal materials for Teng Xiaohong in the Yunming Palace. At that time, Teng Xiaohong had already consumed the advanced medicine Most of it, now there is only a small part left, Puye dislikes these things taking up space, so she throws them all to Teng Xiaohong.

Teng Xiaohong picked and picked for a long time before taking away a spiritual plant with purple thumb-sized flowers, and the rest were useless.

Pu Ye curled her lips, but she couldn't throw away the rest!He had no choice but to put it away again.

After tidying up his things, he went to take a bath again. He changed into the clothes of the direct disciples of Wuyin Temple given by Bohua, raised his hand and waved a water mirror. Looking at the person in the mirror, Boye couldn't help feeling that it was indeed a human By clothes.

The little monk in the water mirror is wearing a gray black robe with a dark gray belt around his waist, trousers of the same color, and snow-white stockings on his feet. Ginger-yellow cloud brocade is sewn, and the hem of the black clothes is specially sewn with ginger-yellow embroidery thread to sew the pattern of bodhi leaves. It is really high-end to wear on the body. Compared with his dirty gray robe before, it is no wonder that Bodhi flowers Dislike his simple clothes.

"Okay, Xiaohong, let's go practice, I'm going to start working hard too."

After tidying up, Puye sent Teng Xiaohong aside, and carefully took out the roll of river map from the package.

The Hetu Scroll is a book, not too thick, with a khaki-yellow cover that looks dusty.

Boye sat upright, put the river map scroll in front of his body, and then slowly entered meditation.

Gradually, the sun is getting cooler, the wind and shadow are floating, the moon is in the middle of the sky, and when everything is silent, Bo Ye slowly opens his eyes.

At this moment, his heart is full of emptiness, pure and comfortable, free from dust, just suitable for comprehending the profound method.

He stretched out his hand, picked up the river scroll, and slowly opened the first page.

[The river produces pictures, Luo produces books, and the sages follow them]

Pu Ye stared at this line of words, remembering that senior brother Pu Hua once said that the Xianxin real person studied Luoshu intensively, and I am afraid that there is a deep connection between the Hetu and Luoshu.

Immediately, this line of characters slowly dissipated and turned into a torrential river. The surging river roared and rushed out. A mythical beast with a dragon head and a horse body jumped out of the water. A middle-aged man stood by the river and respectfully took it from the back of the beast. A volume of books, the scribe could only see the back, and the true face of the divine beast was hazy, but the cover page of the book was extremely clear. Bo Ye took a closer look and found that it was the scroll of Hetu.

Immediately the scribe turned over the scroll of the river map, and a second later, really only a second later, the scribe seemed to suddenly realize that he raised his hand and threw the scroll of the river map aside, bent down to pick up a branch, and brushed it three times. After five divided by two, an extremely complicated diagram of hexagrams appeared on the ground.

Pu Ye was dumbfounded.

The hexagrams are mysterious and mysterious. Although Bo Ye wrote down the hexagrams, he couldn't figure out the function of the hexagrams. The hexagrams disappeared in a flash, and then the pages of the book turned blank, and there was nothing left.

Pu Ye was stunned for three seconds, then raised her hand to turn to the second page.

On the second page is written the experience of the Hetu scroll, signed by the subordinate Guangmen Xuanzhi

Pu Ye was shocked. He quickly flipped through the book at the back, and then found out that the so-called River Scroll... actually only had one page.

Except for this page, the rest are all the thoughts and experiences of the Zen masters of Wuyin Temple in the past.

Bodhisattva turned back to the first page, but the first page was still blank, with nothing on it.

Bo Ye was silent for a while, then turned to the back again, looked at the deafening names of Zen masters, and finally closed the book with a click.

——Sure enough, he is just an ordinary person, so let's continue to watch Luohan Changquan honestly!

He has already finished learning the four great Shaolin skills in the package, but since he is in the foundation building stage, he has to learn it again, and maybe he can comprehend new mysteries of the moves. As for this mysterious river scroll...

Bo Ye feels that he is a bit glassy, ​​and he will wait a few days to see it ==

In this way, Boye slowly cultivated, consolidating his own cultivation, while re-enlightening the four great learnings, and occasionally reading the insights of the predecessors and sages on the Hetu scroll. Gradually, the thinking became clearer and the feeling became clearer. Ethereal and bright, the heart is like glass, and the breath gradually becomes dusty and ethereal.

The river picture scroll is indeed mysterious and profound. At this moment, according to the annotations at the back, Boye already knows that the scholar in the previous picture scroll should be the master of the world. He used the river picture to interpret the gossip and the Luoshu to interpret the nine palaces. I am afraid that the last hexagram of the picture scroll should be Bagua diagram in the most ancient period.

It's just that this hexagram is more simple and simple, and it is completely different from the gossip circulating in the world of cultivating immortals.

Boye had never studied hexagrams before, but now he directly studies the highest-end Hetu scroll, and suddenly feels that the progress is difficult. If it weren't for the occasional wonderful words in the annotations, Puye even wanted to return the Hetu scroll to Bohua first, and wait for him to prove it. After winning the Arhat, he is studying.

After consolidating for about half a year, the cultivation base is basically round and consistent. Pu Ye checked the progress of a Teng Xiaohong, and then found out in frustration that this guy had entered the middle stage of foundation establishment.

Bo Ye suddenly felt that the blow was too great, and decided not to care about Teng Xiaohong's cultivation in the future.

Teng Xiaohong was grinning, her eyeballs rolling, she didn't know what she was thinking.

After Bo Ye came out of the customs, he immediately went to find Xiangruo.

Xiangruo sized up Boye, with a gratified expression on his face, "Congratulations, uncle."

Boye waved his hands and said a few words modestly, then handed over the elixir that Jiuyan Xinlian and Teng Xiaohong didn't use, and his tone was sincere, "This thing is just an auxiliary thing to Boye, but if you can give it to Xiangruo The masters and brothers of the Yaowang Academy will definitely carry forward and flourish in his hands, and will benefit all living beings."

Xiangruo's face became more relaxed, and he showed a slight smile, "Uncle Shi is very kind, since that's the case, you might as well exchange this thing for merit points, so that uncle can also exchange merit points for some necessary things."

"A merit point?"

Xiang Ruo nodded, "Every disciple can go out to the sect to earn merit points, and then go to the Yunbao Pavilion in the Sutra Pavilion to choose items that suit them."

"Yunbao Pavilion?" Puye asked curiously, "I never heard of it when I first started!"

"You can only enter this pavilion if you become an inner disciple. After all, you can choose all kinds of scriptures in the outer Sutra Pavilion at will, which is enough for outer disciples." Xiangruo suddenly remembered something, "Speaking of it, uncle Going out, what are your plans?"

Pu Ye raised his eyebrows, "Does my nephew have any suggestions?"

"Generally speaking, the disciples of the novice realm will go out to the temple to perform tasks. These tasks are mostly divided into three categories. One is the evil spirits, evil spirits and monsters. My disciples should set an example and help the world to subdue demons; the other is to save people. For example, most of the disciples of Yaowangyuan perform such tasks; one kind is to travel to various temples in the mainland to study Buddhism, and most of these disciples will go to Bodhiyuan." Xiang Ruo said slowly, "The other kind is to stay Temple disciples, most of these disciples can copy Buddhist scriptures for missionary use.”

"Missionary?"

"That's right. My Wuyin Temple is located in the West Desert and is enshrined by many dynasties in the West Desert. Every year, our temple distributes a large number of hand-copied Buddhist scriptures to promote Buddhism. At the same time, it also sends disciples to various countries to preach and pray for blessings." Xiangruo looked at the bodhisattva leaf. , A smile suddenly flashed across his eyes, "I checked the borrowing records of my uncle before, and found that when my uncle was in Tallinn, he only went to the Buddhist scriptures pavilion once, borrowed it only once, took out three volumes, and then returned I haven't been there."

Bo Ye said awkwardly, "At that time, I only felt that the Tripitaka was extensive and profound, and the introductory scriptures were already available, so how dare I think about other things? And the monthly Dharma conference also benefited me a lot, so I didn't go there again. "

Xiangruo smiled, "If that's the case, it would be better for Master Uncle to stay in the temple and copy books." , every once in a while you have to go to the altar to speak."

"...!!!" Puye looked at Xiangruo blankly, and said dryly, "Nephew, what are you talking about? I didn't hear clearly, this..."

"Generally, it starts with the uncles of the Fazi generation. Now only the uncles of Faru, Fake and Fazhen are still on the altar in the temple. Then there are the seniors of the Puzi generation. The first is of course the master Puhua. Master, then turn down the wheel in turn, and now there are eight master uncles in Wuyin Temple, including you, a total of nine."

"...QAQ" Boye's eyes were already dead.

Xiangruo coughed, "However, this round of lectures usually takes five to eight years, and you still have about three years to prepare."

"OVO~" Bo Ye let out a long breath, and he glared at Xiangruo, scaring him to death! !

"There are many scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion, but with my uncle's ability, I can finish them in three years. I can just copy the scriptures, so I can take it as a sect task."

Bo Ye nodded repeatedly after hearing this, "Then that's fine."

Xiangruo had a smile in his eyes, "Since that's the case, please follow me to register next to the main hall!"

"no problem."

Bo Ye originally thought that copying scriptures would be an extremely simple matter, but unfortunately he found out within a few days that he seemed to have been tricked.

Let’s not talk about how many scriptures there are in the Sutra Library, just say that to copy a volume of scriptures, you need to use the blood of a third-grade spirit beast as ink, and copy it on light grass gray paper. It is necessary to bless the spiritual power, and make every word round and clear, so that people's minds should be clear and eyes should be clear, so as to promote the effect of Buddhism.

Bo Ye copied for a day, and only finished two volumes of a set of scriptures. It took three taels of ink and a stack of light straw gray paper, plus the waste of copying. It can be exchanged for the merit points obtained by those two volumes of scriptures tomorrow. Ink and paper for copying ==

"..." What a shame--

Bo Ye suddenly realized that all the monks in Wuyin Temple were black-bellied.

Fortunately, with the passage of time, Boye's calligraphy has made great progress. The time for copying each volume has become shorter and shorter, and the spiritual power of blessings has become more even. Great progress has been made.

Well, there are gains and losses!

Bodhisattva's mood became peaceful.

On this day, he finished copying another volume of scriptures and sorted them out. It happened to be ten sets of scriptures. He rubbed his neck and found that Teng Xiaohong had disappeared again. Give similar.

As soon as he reached the entrance of the main hall, he heard Xiangruo explaining to a disciple.

"Master Puye's recent scriptures can finally be read. You can distribute these scriptures to ordinary people. The previous scriptures should be used as firewood in the dining room."

The disciple was a little embarrassed, "Uncle, those scriptures were also exchanged for merit points before, so burn them directly..."

Xiangruo said casually, "It's okay, deduct the merit points of those scriptures again, I believe that with Master Puye's ability, it will be very fast to do it again."

Bodhisattva at the door: "..."

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