Sacrifice

Putting on a pale coat, Bo Ye left Tingtao Pavilion, nodded to the disciples who were watching the night, and walked slowly towards the top of the mountain not far away.

The mountain wind at night was extremely cold, and the dots of starlight falling from the sky were blocked by layers of trees. Walking in the dark forest, there was no light at all, as if he was the only one in the world.

Bo Ye was barefoot, depressed and confused. He walked stiffly, letting the chaotic thoughts in his mind jump back and forth. The soil under his feet was cold and hard, and he would step on hard or soft branches and gravel from time to time. Using spiritual power to protect the body and stepping on the ground truly made him feel a deep sense of security.

How long has it been since he recited scriptures carefully and earnestly in the dead of night?

There was silence all around, and occasionally there was a bird song nearby, and then the sound of flapping wings, and then it returned to silence. Walking through this cold and dark night, I felt the cold wind blowing towards my face. The wind was cold and sharp, like a Bit by bit, with a sharp knife, he dug away those chaotic impurities bit by bit, and then blew them away. Slowly, Bo Ye's originally messy brain gradually calmed down.

Just like the white or even pale rocks on the cliffs, although they are smooth, they do not have a trace of turbidity.

His expression gradually became peaceful, the corners of his mouth were naturally turned up, and he even closed his eyes in the mood to avoid those dense bushes and thorns only by induction.

From time to time, the skin was scratched by the sharp leaves with faint red marks, the fingertips were pricked by sharp thorns, and even accidentally bumped into the trunk, and the dry bark pulled a shallow cut on his forehead. Sensing his spiritual sense, closing his eyes, his body, no longer protected by the spiritual energy, looked extremely weak and deceitful in front of nature.

At this moment, he thought of the distant past, the self who could be out of breath after running a few hundred meters.

This is the real him.

The air in the mountains and forests was fresh and pure, and he felt the strong smell of the forest in his chest. The messy pictures in his mind, the complicated thoughts and the calculations he had made in recent days gradually turned into nothingness, and his mind became clear and quiet. Ethereal and peaceful.

He still keeps his eyes closed and walks slowly, but gradually he is no longer reckless and difficult, as if no matter how many difficulties can be overcome, no matter how heavy the pain can be left behind, he will even carefully walk around the green branch and spit out The new buds would brush past the night-blooming epiphyllum, bend down and crawl under the low-hanging pines, and then... the violent mountain wind hit again, and he opened his eyes and saw the vast night sky.

Under the night, the vast starry sky is not a deep night, bright and twinkling stars are blooming, many stars twinkle and twinkle like diamonds, little stars converge into lines, and slowly flow into rivers, a huge river of stars across the night sky, Extending from the top of the head to a place far out of reach, the beauty is fascinating.

In such a vast and turbulent sea of ​​stars, Boye's heart was instantly washed, pure and clear, like a bright star, emitting a faint light, gentle and intoxicating.

He looked at the starry sky obsessively, trying to find the Sirius Big Dipper and the 28 constellations in his memory, but there were too many stars in the sky, one after another, it can be said that he could find similar star maps at every moment, In a second, he found a more similar one. He stubbornly and even childishly wrote down every similar star map, compared them one by one, and then found the most similar one, and recorded it in the jade slip.

He recorded all night.

Finally burst into tears.

Looking at the so-called Seven Star Big Dipper one after another in the jade slips, Bo Ye suddenly understood.

Teng Xiaohong started from a seed and slowly grew into a child as big as he is now.Through Teng Xiaohong, he has changed from being alone to a person who is needed, desired, and recognized.

He is a useful presence.

Rather than a ghost floating in this fantasy world.

He stubbornly thinks that he is his relative, he stubbornly thinks that he needs him, he even stubbornly thinks that the basket that Teng Xiaohong poked must be repaired by him, he stubbornly tells himself that Teng Xiaohong cannot do without him.

In fact, it is him who is really inseparable.

For so many years, he put his obsession with family affection on Teng Xiaohong, not only forgot his past parents, but also forgot his parents in this life.

Because none of them needed him.

To be recognized, to be recognized, to be needed, to be liked... This is something that every human being is looking forward to and longing for, and it is also a matter of course.

But this kind of taking it for granted has turned into paranoia in Boye.

He was abandoned by his father in the past, abandoned by his parents in the past, the home in the past was not expected, and the home in the present never existed, and between the two, Teng Xiaohong appeared, he made up for his empty heart, became the existence of sustenance.

If he hadn't dreamed of Teng Xiaohong tonight, if he hadn't found the golden lotus flower bud in the sea of ​​consciousness was wilting, if he hadn't suddenly rushed to the lonely and cold mountain peak, let the stars fall into his heart, and dispelled the cloud that enveloped him Haze, I'm afraid he hasn't realized that he has gone mad.

Sure enough, practice should not be taken lightly. If there is a slight mistake, it will be lost forever.

Bodhisattva raised his hand, and in the palm of his hand, the fiery red crystal clear red branches stretched out, with traces of white light spots, black mysterious runes crawling all over the branches and leaves, with a dazzling temptation, as if they could suck the soul and lure to everyone who looked at him.

Bo Ye's gaze was unprecedentedly clear. He seemed to see clearly the child he raised for the first time. He has a noble spiritual root, a strange bloodline, a miraculous inheritance, and a bright future.

He gave him shelter, and then one day, he didn't need him anymore, and he went flying across the seas and into the skies.

Between people, meet, intersect, know each other, and then leave each other, just like a straight line passing through a point, and never look back.

They will eventually part.

The avenue is lonely, and everyone who pursues him can only walk forward alone in the dark, covered with the cool starlight.

In the dark night, with the sun in mind.

He is obsessed, he is obsessed, he is obsessed.

Due to chance, who is whose calamity, who is whose fate, one day, it will emerge by itself, and it cannot be forced.

After figuring it out, Boye felt happy physically and mentally, and his spiritual power was comfortable, which was unprecedentedly wonderful, as if he had been washed and sublimated, and his whole person was reborn.

Standing on the rock, he watched the stars in the sky slowly shrinking their luster, the sky gradually became lighter, and golden rays of light shone from the horizon far, far away. The dots are connected into a piece, and they spread their wings and fly high, like sailing far away, traveling thousands of miles, straight to the sky.

One day, when the baby bird leaves the nest and the goshawk spreads its wings, Teng Xiaohong will become a powerful member of the monster clan, and he will also become an ordinary small tower in the tower forest. He foolishly puts his obsession on From the looks of him at this moment, it was actually so ridiculous.

What a fool.

The newborn sun is like a duck egg, warm yellow and warm yellow, with bright golden light in the flame red, and its outline will be distorted by the pale sky, glowing with faint waves. It struggles to jump out of the horizon, as if it has spiritual consciousness Surge, struggle, and unswervingly fly towards the zenith.

Pu Ye stood quietly on the rock, the pale monk's robe rustled under the mountain wind, the sleeves were constantly swinging, and the beads on his chest rolled up from time to time, but his whole body was like standing on the earth. Years are rock-like, firm, steady, silent, and unafraid of wind and frost.

He is still smiling gently, his eyes are bright and clear, his brows are calm and calm, and there is more determination and composure. Bo Ye looks at the forest sea covered by the golden sun, and his mood is like a brilliant tomorrow, cloudless, and the universe is clear. .

The whole body of spiritual power rushes over like swallows cast into the forest, forming a faint spiritual vortex around him, but he himself seems to have never heard of it, still focusing on the mountain forest that has awakened from slumber due to the rising sun.

The surging and active life lit up the world, and this land also lit up a little light in his heart.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the flower buds that had been sluggish gradually recovered, and the fresh and tender petals revealed a faint golden luster, and even a trace of the flower buds opened slightly, revealing the golden soft stamens.

People say that the Dharma is mysterious and the Dharma is subtle, and this statement is indeed true.

Bodhisattva calmly and naturally entered the late stage of foundation establishment.

He smiled casually, then swung his sleeves and robe, fluttering down with the wind, the morning dew fell on the lapel of his clothes, and the light clouds soaked the brows, like an exiled fairy from the world, unstained by dust.

At the door, Pu Bandit laughed loudly, and he threw away the wine bottle with one hand, smiling all over his face.

"Congratulations, junior brother finally came out!"

Bo Ye smiled, "Brother, have you been drinking all night?"

"Worry!" Bodhisattva winked, "Brother who is a good little brother is brought out, but he will be depressed when he goes back. Brother Hua will strangle me to death!"

Bo Ye showed a slightly regretful expression when he heard the words, "If I knew this, I should have endured it and advanced after returning to the temple."

Bodhisattva blinked and said with a smile, "When the heart is moved, all dharmas are moved. There is dust in the heart, and the six senses are gone; when the heart is clear, it is like rebirth. Junior brother, advancing is like giving birth to a child, I can't help it!"

Pu Ye burst into a smile, yes, the heart has changed, and the expression changes naturally. Enlightenment is only a moment, I can't help it!

"Are you still worried about your little red?" Pu Bandit looked at him with a gossip expression.

"Worried!" Boye looked serious, "I drank so much medicine and expended so much energy, but I still haven't recovered, so of course I'm worried!"

"Well, that's right." Bodhisattva rubbed his belly in satisfaction, "Boye, you don't need to think so much. If you don't change your heart, then all demons will not be touched. For those of us who practice Buddhism, all dharmas are in our hearts. Don't force anything."

Bo Ye nodded, "Thank you, brother, for teaching me."

Today, he still went to Qingque and Konghou to discuss the matter of the small world, but maybe because his mind was clear, he was keenly aware of the strangeness of Konghou.

Yesterday Kong Hou was absent-minded, but today she seemed to have divine help, if it wasn't for Bo Ye, she would be calm and organized, and she was fooled by Kong Hou.

When he and Konghou got serious, Qingque seemed a little at a loss, but Master Qinghu seemed to know that his daughter was not good at this, so he sent Ling Han to accompany him this time.

Obviously, Ling Han is well aware of this.

But it's a pity, Kong Hou took out his junior who was abandoned by Ling Han, and Bo Ye was not that stupid person, the three of them discussed about the small world, and Qing Que sat aside with her phoenix in her arms, listening Confused, I didn't know what to do, and finally poured tea from the pot, put my hands on my chin, stretched my head like a phoenix beside me, looked at this, then looked at that, and studied earnestly but ignorantly.

After talking for a day, the basic framework of the agreement finally came out, including how to belong to the small world, how to dispatch disciples, how to protect the teleportation array, how to distribute vested interests, and how to explore the new world.

When we parted, Qing Que's head grew bigger and he looked dazed. Ling Han was in a hurry to get an agreement to find real Qing Hu, so he took Qing Que and left first. Miss Kong Hou was two steps behind and left with Pu Ye.

When leaving, Kong Hou had a perfect smile on her face, "Congratulations, Master Zen."

Bo Ye responded peacefully, "Thank you, the harp girl benefactor."

Kong Hou looked at Bo Ye, as if she wanted to say something, Bo Ye waited quietly for a few minutes, but Kong Hou sighed slightly, and finally left without saying a word, Bo Ye slightly frowned, a little confused.

After returning to Tingtao Pavilion, Puye could hear the bandit talking happily from a long distance away.

Pu Ye asked with a smile, "What did you say, you are so happy?"

Pu Bandit pointed at a disciple with a smile and said, "This kid has honored my grandfather today, of course I am happy!"

It turned out that when Jane was on the stage, the competition among the heads had come to an end, and it had officially entered the stage where the disciples competed to determine the division of resources.

Because Wuyin Temple is located in the western desert, it would be useless to ask for more resources from Wangqinghai, so this time, only two spiritual veins, three islands and a high-grade sea eye for tempering magic weapons are needed, but as long as these Something does not mean that other things are not needed, even if they are not needed, they can be traded to other factions at the same value.

The Immortal of Shouwu saw many islands, so he negotiated with the Bodhisattva to form an alliance between the two factions, and transferred the share of the Wuyin Temple to the Medicine King Pavilion. Because of the temple.

Therefore, Bodhisattva not only colluded secretly with Qinghu Xianxin, but also signed an agreement with the real person of Shouwu, which can be said to make a lot of money.

Wuyin Temple and Yaowang Pavilion have always been allies, and it's no surprise that this agreement was signed, but Bo Ye wondered why Xianxin Zhenren was willing to transfer part of the small world's benefits to Wuyin Temple.

"Because you awakened and mastered the He Tu book." Bodhisattva explained to him in detail, "He Tu and Luo Shu have always been parallel, and those who practice both have a wonderful feeling for each other, even if Xianxin doesn't tell you about the small world. As for the matter, when your cultivation base is getting higher and higher, you can also know the fortune of Xianxin Zhenren."

He didn't seem to know how to explain it, but he kept saying over and over again, "This is a subtle feeling, as if I was born with it. I read the notes of the eminent monks who practiced He Tu scroll before, and they all said that they practiced at the same time. There is a slight connection between the Taoists of Luo Shuche and them, and there is no way to avoid it."

After hearing this, Pu Ye was thoughtful. He remembered the strangeness of Konghou in the past two days. Could it be that Miss Konghou is also practicing Luoshu Book?But the book of Luo is clearly the foundation of Daoist Xianxin's proof, and it is impossible for others to get involved. What is going on?

"Speaking of which, how's the discussion between Master and Uncle?" Xiangruo, who had been listening, watched the conversation between the two come to an end, and then asked softly, "Did the other two factions put forward some harsh conditions?"

Bo Ye shook his head. He who was not dizzy, Kong Hou who had regained his composure, and the shrewd Ling Han, had almost settled everything after today's whole day's negotiation. Tell Bodhisattva and others.

Bodhisattva listened quietly, and then said after listening, "The small world is not safe and sound. Although the people who go in first are very dangerous, they will also get great benefits. Boye, I originally planned to let you go with the first group of people." Go in, but a few days ago I received a summons from my senior brother, he suggested that after you go back, you should go to retreat and cultivate quietly, so that you can be quiet for a while."

"But now, I don't think you need to go anymore."

Bodhisattva was taken aback.

"Actually, there has always been a saying in the monk world that Buddhist practice is a tricky way. Not all monks in the upper world are celestial beings. People say that one person can ascend to heaven. Even in the upper world, mortals are needed, and they also need low cultivation After all, there are only a few people standing at the top of the Dao, and they also need manpower, disciples, and servants, so it is not difficult to go from the lower realm to the upper realm. Especially for us Buddhist practitioners, as long as we can understand it, we will not be able to ascend in the daytime Next."

For the first time, Bo Ye saw a calm and even solemn expression on the face of the Bodhisattva. The big fat monk with a playful smile sat in front of him calmly, like a mountain like a mountain. Steady, I don't think so."

"You had some demonic obstacles a few days ago, which is very common." Bodhisattva waved his hands, and said calmly, "You are only 14 years old, a hairy child, and you have cultivated a clear heart. It should be praised, but I think this is all bullshit , What clarity, it's just because you are too young and have no experience at all!"

"It is indeed pure, that is because it has not been dyed."

"If it is stained with color, then wash off the lead and repeat the pure white, then it will be truly as clear as glass, thorough and clean."

"That's why I saw you restless, obsessed with obsession, and thinking of ideas everywhere like a headless chicken, but I didn't remind you. Have you ever blamed me?"

Bo Ye quickly opened his mouth, but Bodhisattva didn't let him speak at all. He waved his hand and continued, "In my opinion, only when you are possessed, can you know what is possessed, what is the state of possessed, and then you can know the truth of true clarity. Why."

"My master's master, you should be called my master's uncle, an eminent monk. Although he has been buried in the earth and become a relic, I still think he has a very good saying."

"The so-called beauty is like a dry bone. Buddhist practitioners of my generation should carefully uphold the precepts and regulate our own body before we can enter the Tao... This is all bullshit!!"

"Ask your current disciples, what does it mean that a beauty is like a dry bone? They will probably say that the women at the foot of the mountain are like wolves and tigers. They must maintain a heart of glass, and don't enter the mortal world, so that a hundred years of practice will be destroyed in one day. .”

Pu Bandit was full of disdain at the moment, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, but his words were penetrating.

"But these idiots who have grown all their hair and even bald several times, have never even held a woman's little hand, and have never even tasted the taste of love. What qualifications do they have to hypocritically say that they are beautiful, withered bones, pink and pink skeletons? Do you really understand what it means?"

"They understand what lovesickness means, what it means not to regret, what it means to be dry and the rocks are rotten, and they don't change their feelings?!"

"They don't understand at all!!! They entered the world and were born into the world. If they haven't joined the world, how can they be born?!"

Pu Ye stared blankly at the Pu Bandit who was spitting stars flying around, and an incredible idea came to his mind. He glanced at Xiang Ruo with livid face, Xiang Wu with his head drooping, looked at Xiang He, Xiao Hua on the balcony with a smile, and said softly , "Brother... seems to have a deep understanding of this?"

"Of course!!" Bodhisattva slapped the floor, with a vicissitudes of tone, "I used to go to Wuyun Valley to tease little girls in order to understand what love is, but after I really realized it, I realized that the word love hurts the most. .”

Bo Ye took a deep breath, and he suddenly realized that his understanding of monks was not appropriate all the time.

Think about the purity of the law that dares to see the people in the world as nothing, think about the black bodhisattva that is flowing with oil, and then look at this bodhisattva who is wholeheartedly aware of love, and then he suddenly understands that the so-called monk is not just him. In my previous life, I thought that I was a monk who chanted scriptures and asked Zen, followed the rules and disciplines, and didn't care about worldly affairs.

Buddha cultivation is a fearless and unashamed heart, a belief in saving all living beings and helping the world. The so-called wine and meat pass through the intestines, the Buddha sits in his heart, does not mention Bodhisattva, but only talks about his master Fajing and the senior brother Bodhisattva in front of him. Bandits, they all broke the precepts, they were all greedy for sex and wine, and their hearts were stained with dust, but they still steadfastly kept their faith, went forward indomitably, and proved the Arhat status, and even Fajing became the God Transformation Bodhisattva.

Why?When chanting scriptures, they are no longer chanting scriptures, but those who compose scriptures and history.

Suddenly, a wave of desire rose in the heart of Bodhisattva, like a raging fire starting a prairie fire, dyeing his whole body.

He wants to be like that too.

The conversation that day made Boye feel a lot, and at the same time, his belief in his heart became firmer.

He resumed his morning and evening classes every day, greeted the first ray of sunlight when the morning sun was rising, bid farewell to the sunset when the stars were twinkling in the evening, would seriously discuss with Xiangruo about the plan for the small world, and would help Qingque to give Her phoenix takes a bath, discusses the fingering of the phoenix-headed harp with the girl konghou, waters the flowers blooming on the balcony after daily rest, and drinks the evening medicine before going to bed late at night, and then has a good night's sleep.

He would still feel sluggish, and would still notice the loss of Yuanyang, but he never dreamed of Teng Xiaohong again.

He would help him when he was immature, and then smiled and watched him spread his wings and fly high.

After more than ten days, although the foundation was damaged due to the loss of Yuanyang, Pu Ye was in good spirits, and Pu Bandit didn't take it seriously. In his words, it is a good thing to have enough Yuanyang, but too much, and the yin and yang are out of harmony. It is also easy to do bad things. He even went to the real Shouwu for a prescription for Puye, and took some yin-type elixir for Puye to help him recuperate his body.

Just like that, after Bo Ye, Ling Han, and Kong Hou finished discussing all the matters of the small world, Pu Bandit and the other top leaders also made a decision on Wang Qing Hai.

According to the ten-day competition, Xianxin Zhenren was the first person to make a move. The Tianmen faction won 20.00% of the resources of Huanhai Pavilion in Wangqinghai. 20.00%, Daoist Qinghu took away 15.00% noncommittal, thought for a moment, Yaowang Pavilion took 18.00%, Wuyin Temple took [-]%, and finally left it to Huanhai Pavilion with only a mere [-]% four quarters.

The Jindan disciple of the Huanhai Pavilion was full of humiliation, but even though he was angry, he couldn't help it. In the end, he had to leave sadly. Moreover, the four percent of the resources also covered two spiritual veins and three A small island, only relying on the two remaining Nascent Soul Stages in the sect, facing the threat of Wangqinghai Loose Cultivation Alliance and other small families, whether these resources can be kept is a problem.

After the resources are divided, there is the problem of receiving. Because Puye has overcome the demons for the first time, the confidence of the bandit in him has greatly increased, so he passed the letter to Puhua, and Puye will lead the team to Wangqinghai to take over the resources and start preparations at the same time. The small world thing.

Just the day before Boye's departure, something that made him happy happened, that is, Teng Xiaohong finally woke up.

When Bo Ye woke up that morning, he opened his eyes, and saw Teng Xiaohong lying on the bedside, with his head propped up, eyes wide open, quietly looking at him.

When Teng Xiaohong saw Pu Ye woke up, she immediately rushed forward and hugged her.

Pu Ye smiled softly, hugged her back gently, and felt warm in her heart, "Are you awake?"

"Well, I woke up."

"Comfortable?"

"Well, it's so comfortable."

"That's good."

"kindness."

The author has something to say:

I remembered the original intention of the original article.

I want to write a long essay about cultivating immortals, I want to write about a monk who is open to the point of being stupid, I want to write about a feeling of embarrassing CP with a strange process.

So I opened the document and felt restored, so I pulled it out.

This article has details, but it is more about the stories that happened on the road to Xiuxian and the people I met. I am a plot party, there is no love and hate for no reason, there are many things to write, and I will not always focus on emotions.

I hope everyone can understand.