I have soared by reading the text

Recommended for you. "

The shopkeeper slowed down his tone again, and a soft voice sounded in Yan Wu's ear, revealing a hint of bewitchment.

"Don't be too nervous, I don't blame you, I just hope you can tell me, have you ever understood your sexuality?"

Who knew that Yan Wu waved his hand and said, "I don't care, I don't have that worldly desire."

Shopkeeper: ...

Discussing feelings with parents is the scariest thing in the world. Yan Wu felt goosebumps all over his body, thinking that he was already cultivating, so why bother to talk about love.

"Since that's the case, why don't you read more X-point fantasy cultivation?" The shop owner actually knows something about the novel website.

Yan Wu's complexion suddenly changed, as if remembering something terrible, he replied in a strange tone.

"Anyone who wants to read an article with millions of words that will last longer than the author's life should read it by himself—"

The shop owner gave up. The ideological education of children is really a long way to go, but this is also good. If you don't get entangled in worldly distractions, you may be able to improve your cultivation faster.

Yan Wu calmed down, realized that his behavior was inappropriate, and confessed his mistake to the shopkeeper.

"I'm sorry, if you mind, I will try my best to send you articles without CP in the future."

He heard the shopkeeper sigh and looked at him seriously.

"It's okay, I just want to say, in fact, you don't need to be alone in your heart when you encounter something, I don't seem so difficult to talk to, right?"

He heard his voice change again and said: "Besides, aren't we friends?"

The sudden sensation made Yan Wu a little dazed, and he asked a question out of nowhere.

"Shopkeeper, did you have a wife before?"

The shop owner didn't expect Yan Wu to ask this question, probably after recalling it for a while, he finally told him: "Yes."

But Yan Wu didn't play cards according to common sense, he actually asked: "How many are there?"

If Wei'an was here, he would definitely feel that the two of them wanted to go together. They wouldn't believe that a shopkeeper like this had only one wife.

The shop owner really felt that Yan Wu's thoughts were not healthy this time, so he started to give Yan Wu a psychological counseling class on how to establish a correct view of love. He immediately rushed out of the owner's room as fast as he could.

No matter how many wives he has, he will never ask again!

When it was time for dinner, the earl hadn't come back. Although it was someone else's private matter, Yan Wu was still a little worried. They went on a trip together, and now it's hard to explain if they lost him.

Despite thinking this way, Yan Wu dragged the shopkeeper to take a hot spring with him without any psychological burden, and had no intention of going to the glacier to find the earl.

Just kidding, Yuanying wanted to sell himself to Mahayana, but he couldn't stop him.

This hotel provides indoor hot springs, and even direct hot spring suites. The space is very large. The bedroom and the hot spring pool are separated by bamboo curtains. The design skillfully balances classic and luxurious features to create a romantic atmosphere. .

There is not much natural scenery here, but the privacy of tourists is perfectly protected. Various self-services are provided in the hot spring room, which can be completely self-sufficient and enjoy a unique quiet time.

Immersed his whole body in the water, feeling the rising heat, Yan Wu was very satisfied, he leaned against the stone wall beside him, looked at the shopkeeper not far away through a layer of misty water mist, always felt that something was missing, so he said.

"Would you like to drink?"

The owner of the store turned around and found that Yan Wu had changed back to his original long hair, and let his hair hang down in the water willfully. Knowing that he couldn't stop him, he picked a bottle of not high alcohol for Yan Wu, and handed the wine glass to Yan Wu. gave him.

But Yan Wu pushed the wine glass towards him, brushed his hair casually, showed a wicked smile, and said, "You drink with me."

The shop owner didn't say anything, he really drank the whole glass of wine, leaned against the stone wall, looked down at the empty wine glass in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

"Do you know, the Mahayana in my mind is like an omnipotent king, with the aura of looking down on the world, and nothing in this world can come into his eyes." Yan Wu continued after drinking a glass of wine .

"He won't drink with a junior in the hot spring."

The shopkeeper gave him a worried look and said, "Secondary is a disease."

Yan Wu didn't hear it, he was still talking to himself.

"You give me the feeling that you are very divided, as if you were not like this."

"Then what should I look like?" The shop owner was aroused by his words.

Yan Wu only drank a glass of wine when he said a word, he thought for a while, added another glass, and then said.

"You shouldn't be so indulgent to strangers."

The shopkeeper really laughed this time, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Yan Wu's wrist, and took his wine glass over, before Yan Wu could react, the wine bottle and glass disappeared together.

"You never thought that I might just be special to you."

"But since you said that, then I can be less conniving to you in the future."

Yan Wu is extremely remorseful now, he is wondering if he has offended the shopkeeper somewhere recently, how could this person change his face so quickly.

Without the good wine, he suddenly felt that the hot spring was meaningless, so he stood up and planned to leave.

At this time, a blue light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. The light seemed to be spiritual, pierced through the hazy mist, and flew towards Yan Wu. He stretched out his hand habitually, and the light really fell on him. hands.

The fluorescence gradually dissipated, and Yan Wu could see it clearly. There was a small ice bird standing on his fingertips. The whole body was carved out of ice. The lines on the whole body were extremely realistic. It was the boss's handwriting.

He observed it carefully, only to find that the bird's body was translucent, but it was hollow inside, as if it contained something.

He didn't dare to move rashly, he only cast his eyes on the shopkeeper at the side.

"I've heard of the ice bird. This is a rare way of sound transmission. Put your hands on it and try it."

Yan Wu obediently attached the other hand to the ice bird, and saw that the bird's body began to melt instantly, but the melted blue water droplets did not drip from the fingers, but rose slowly. In the air, a string of strange characters gradually formed, as if a small firework was set off.

It's beautiful, but Yan Wu can't understand it.

"The signature is Jobs, which should be the surname of the boss. He said that the earl is with him, so don't worry."

Yan Wu didn't know whether to complain about Jobs first or complain about this sentence, he thought, forget it, let's mess it up together, he doesn't want to care about it.

He suddenly felt a little dizzy, the scene in front of him shook, he couldn't stand still for a while, and fell down.

Before he fell into a coma, Yan Wu remembered, he shouldn't be, isn't he drunk after a thousand cups?

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33. Origin

I'm carving ice, don't go;

For several days after that, they didn't see the count again. With one less person, the travel activities were much simpler.

Yan Wu didn't like extreme sports, so the shop owner accompanied him to sweep all kinds of delicacies in the town. The only change was probably that he no longer allowed Yan Wu to drink.

At first, Yan Wu always felt that the atmosphere here was weird.

The shops in the town open very late and close again at four or five in the afternoon. The pace of life is surprisingly slow.

There are not many pedestrians coming and going on the street, but both tourists and local residents have peaceful and happy smiles on their faces.

The people in the small town are warm and courteous, and they treat foreign tourists as kindly as their own family members.

Different styles of celebrations are held here every night, and everyone gathers together regardless of age and nationality, which is very lively.

All these are too harmonious, even unreal, and Yan Wu can't help thinking, can there really be such a simple and happy place in this world?

But later, he couldn't think of anything. Walking on the streets of the town, he would gradually be infected by the festive atmosphere, and then he couldn't help smiling.

He recalled an ancient metaphor, as if the heart suddenly became ten years younger.

Yan Wu suddenly raised his head to look at the shopkeeper. He was still as calm as ever, exuding a detached temperament, which seemed a bit out of place in this small town.

A few hundred years minus ten years is still a few hundred years.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the other party was far away from him, so he reached out and grabbed the sleeve of the shopkeeper, who turned around in surprise.

He pointed to a dessert stall not far away. The owner thought he was going to buy it, but nodded when Yan Wu immediately let go of his hand, and ran over there by himself. After a meal with the stall owner, he got two desserts , and waved at him happily.

The owner of the store didn't quite understand. He saw that the child suddenly changed his original course of action and started to visit the specialty jewelry stores in the town. He also bought a lot of weird gadgets. He actually wanted to persuade Wu Shao to buy some, because things in scenic spots are expensive. Not to mention, it's useless to buy it back, but he couldn't keep the other party happy, so he had to help Yan Wu pick things out.

Yan Wu had a good harvest today, on the way back to the hotel they passed by a shop that was about to close, Yan Wu looked around for a while, then suddenly stuffed all the big and small bags in his hand to the shop owner, and knocked on the shop before closing. shop door.

The shop owner was standing at the door with his bag, and didn't go in with him. He looked up and glanced at the name of the shop, and it turned out to be a flower shop.

After a while, Yan Wu came out with a bouquet of flowers, looking very satisfied, the shop owner began to wonder if Yan Wu got a girlfriend when he saw Yan Wu running over and stuffed the flowers into his arms inside.

It was a beautifully packaged bouquet of yellow roses. Layers of yellow and white petals were delicate and charming, and the ribbons tied with flowers were made of romantic purple, which made the green leaves in it noble.

He was taken aback for a moment, and then he heard Yan Wu speak again.

"You seem to like roses very much. I just bought it when I saw it. You have helped me so much and there is nothing to give you. You can accept all of them."

Under the setting sun, Yan Wu saw that the shopkeeper's expression was a little strange, so he added.

"Don't get me wrong, I checked, the flower language of Huang Qiangwei is eternal smile, I just hope you can be happy forever!"

In the end, the shopkeeper still accepted the flowers and a bunch of trinkets from Yan Wu, and they returned to the hotel, only to find that the Earl had returned at some point, holding a small ice bird in his hand.

When meeting on a narrow road, it is still Yan Wu who preemptively strikes.

"The relationship is unusual, I will send you a sound transmission as soon as I come back."

The count looked at the two of them upon hearing the words, and was immediately blinded by the flowers in the shopkeeper's hand, so he still wanted to pretend to be blind.

"Yes, that's fine. The boss drove me back, and he gave me an ice bird, saying that there is something to transmit the sound, but this thing is a one-time thing. Doesn't that mean that I should never look for him again?" Earl A hurt expression.

"You don't really like him, do you? Be careful with your feelings, brother." Yan Wu felt that the Earl was a little pitiful.

"I don't know, I feel like I should have met him before, but he didn't admit it, but I just think this person is very familiar, from the first time I saw him."

It was rare for the count to speak in such a serious tone, Yan Wu only shook his head after hearing this, thinking that he was getting sicker, but the shopkeeper's voice sounded from the side.

"The principle of the ice bird's sound transmission is very simple. As long as you learn how to carve ice and cast simple spells, it can work on its own. He is willing to give you a primitive ice bird, perhaps not because it is so simple for you to use it to transmit sound."

The owner's hint was very obvious. The earl was stunned for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said a series of thank you immediately, holding the ice bird like a baby, and rushed back to the room.

No matter how Yan Wu knocked on the door, he would only reply with one sentence: "I'm carving ice, don't go."

Love really blinds people's eyes.

On the way back, Yan Wu was next to the owner of the shop. The Earl didn't know where he would go to sculpt ice by himself again. I hope he is still on the plane.

Yan Wu was bored, so he started chatting with the owner about the Earl.

"By the way, the Earl can watch Harry Potter learn magic, isn't he also looking at Wen Xiuzhen like us?" He has always been curious about this.

"No, he just believed in that world view, and didn't cultivate it through reading."

"Is there any difference between the two?"

The shopkeeper took a look at his puzzled look, and even joked: "The difference between Nascent Soul and Mahayana."

"I advise you to have less contact with him. Excessive understanding of other people's cultivation systems may make you doubt your own way." If the Earl is here, he will definitely feel that this sentence seems familiar.

Yan Wu let out an almost inaudible oh, then lowered his head again, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What are your plans for the new year?"

The shopkeeper's voice pulled him back, Yan Wu blinked his eyes in a daze, and then remembered that it seemed to be the Chinese New Year.

"Probably I will practice reading texts as before, eat a good meal on New Year's Eve, and have no other ideas." Yan Wu couldn't remember how he spent the past years.

"Want to come to my house? You can tell me what you want to eat, and I will make it."

Yan Wu didn't expect the shopkeeper to know how to do this, and he looked at him differently.

"Is it that courtyard house? You can even cook, that's amazing!"

The owner smiled and said that he can go wherever he wants, and he will come to pick him up when the time comes.

The two made an agreement like this, Yan Wu immediately began to look forward to the New Year, got off the plane, the journey was finally over, and he returned home again.

The little house houses his beloved computer, novels, and countless things he cherished growing up.But at this moment, his beating heart could no longer be contained here.

In this mood, he has many things he wants to do again, and an uncontrollable desire emerges in his heart, as if he has gained unlimited motivation.

Traveling is like this, going around in a circle and returning to the original point, like a grotesque dream.

But life is different, it will burst out love and vitality because of this dream, making people willing to keep moving forward.

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34. Fit

——now a Mahayana monk——

Before this, Yan Wu had never thought about what fusion is, but after this journey, he suddenly realized something in his heart.

This is the first time for him to go abroad and go to the world. He has seen unimaginable scenery and met different people.

Only then did he realize that he had been judging the world with his own eyes, and because his life was not glorious enough, he felt that everything he saw was gloomy.

His vision is too narrow, ignoring many of the original beauty.

Everything in the past can no longer be changed, so what about the future?

Yan Wu thought a lot in an instant, and finally he came back to his senses, but suddenly he didn't want to practice much.

He opened his mobile phone photo album, and the photos he took during this trip were almost more than those he took in the previous 20 years. He looked back happily and copied them all to the computer.

The Earl brought a video camera, and he should have adjusted a lot, so he turned around and asked him to come over.

Traveling abroad for the first time always has a sense of ritual. He thought about it for a while, and even posted a post on his social platform, with a lot of local food and beautiful scenery, and circled a few of his good friends. Seeing Weian who was doing an internship, he cried sadly under the dynamic.

His life began to change from this day on. He no longer made a practice plan, and he had more contacts with friends. He chatted with the shop owner almost every day, took an hour or two to go for a walk, and was free at night. Time to play games with Weian and the others.

When he was at home normally, he would read articles as usual, but he no longer used his cultivation to read ten lines at a glance, and only read what he was interested in. When he was in a shortage of articles, he would study magic weapons and write novels. His life was simple and fulfilling.

Not long after that, Yan Wu found that his cultivation base had inexplicably improved.

He thought of the funny thing. When he accidentally formed a pill for the first time, he thought that the way of the protagonist’s younger brother in that little sweet article was very suitable for him. When he saw him say that after he went into business, his mood suddenly opened up. His cultivation has also increased rapidly, and he is now a Mahayana monk.

Isn't that the way it is? Yan Wu didn't expect that he would make his original idea come true by playing the wrong way.

Probably because he felt that the time was almost up, he informed his friends and planned to start a retreat to make a breakthrough.

The shop owner called him and asked him about his situation, but he didn't tell him anything. He only asked Yan Wu to send him the text he had prepared for the fit, and let him concentrate on breaking through.

Yan Wu only prepared two articles for the breakthrough this time, but he felt that it was enough.

Among all the cultivation texts he has read, none of them can be closer to the realm of integration than these two books.

It's just that in the past, he always thought that his Dao heart was not suitable for such a conception. The Dao in his eyes was supreme and isolated. After he got distracted, he realized that the Dao should not be hanging over his head and being out of reach. Existence, but walk down from the nine-day sea of ​​clouds, and finally return to the sea of ​​people.

The process is not important, what is important is the same goal through different routes.

He let out a breath, and his heart was completely empty. He bought the physical book, and it was placed on the desk in front of him. He still remembered that this was the group portrait article he wrote for the second time when he was building the foundation. He still likes it very much. , the cover is an ink painting, depicting mountains, rivers and forests, titled - "Seeing Jiangshan".

Such a majestic literary name has long been difficult for anyone to control, but this book deserves the name.

Yan Wu has read "Jian Jiangshan" countless times, and he can memorize the plot of the story fluently. However, this time he broke through the fusion, and he came with questions. After reading this article, there is a sentence that has been lingering in his mind. Go, he only felt that there seemed to be a deep meaning but he still didn't quite understand it.

In the late stage of cultivation, the protagonist inadvertently obtained a practice note written by a powerful person, which recorded a lot of insights into sword tactics. At the end of that volume, he saw the "Jianjiangshan" he practiced, but there were only two short sentences talk.

One of the sentences is - "When you see the mountains and rivers, you should see the peaks and not climb them."

Just like the protagonist once encountered, he must finally face a problem.

Is the purpose of your practice to break through?

In the beginning, he was only cultivating with his own enthusiasm;

Gradually, he felt the benefits of cultivation and began to expect his life to improve;

Later, he realized that cultivation can be used to help others, and cultivation is not a path for one person.

Now, why does he want to practice?

In fact, now, Yan Wu's desire to practice ascension is not so strong. The shop owner once told him that he would be able to understand the meaning of ascension after being distracted.

The so-called ascension in this world is to lead to the realm of self-cultivation in your ideal. The true meaning of ascension is just to climb one pyramid and then climb the next pyramid. This endless pursuit of climbing will end up with nothing .

He thought of the plots in the fantasy novel next door that have been criticized for a long time, such as killing his wife to prove the truth, destroying the world, eating maniacs, and so on. The loneliness and boredom of being in a high position for a long time.

What's the point?

The original intention of Tiandao is elusive, and he may never understand it.

Compared with the ruthlessness of the Dao, he is more willing to believe that the Dao is only me, and he doesn't have to think so much. The Dao cultivates one's own body, and cultivating the Dao means cultivating yourself.

Thinking of this, the Dao heart in Yan Wu's body instantly became active. Instead of taking care of his own Dao heart, he remembered the time when he established his Dao heart.

Dao Xin is not that complicated at first, it only needs a general direction. At that time, he felt that life was like a cage, and he longed to break free and have his own sky, so his Dao Xin was - freedom.

Now that he has done it, he is already distracted, and he can even be regarded as a half-step fit. He will no longer be restricted by the framework of the secular world. He can go where he wants to go most, and meet the people he wants to see most. He is free.

But his Dao Xin still stopped at 80%, and the system told him that you are not free.

This is inherently contradictory. He needs to find the purpose of cultivation, so if he seeks something, he will not be able to obtain real freedom.

Yan Wu was dizzy, he couldn't get out of the endless loop, he might as well learn from the protagonist in the novel, let it go if he doesn't understand, and it's not the time to be perfect.

One way didn't work, so he decided to change another way.He has read too many stories, and it is more pleasant to have love and hatred. It is a lie to say that he is not envious. That day the shopkeeper asked him if he had thought about his sexuality, and he lied to the shopkeeper.

In fact, he has always known that he feels that love should not be defined by sexual orientation, true love, the status is paramount, just like the only one SSR in the world, regardless of gender, attraction or fate, only luck .

Coincidentally, he has never had such a thing, so he simply said that he has no such desire, and he does not want to discuss such philosophical issues with his parents,

In fact, in the process of cultivating, he always subconsciously put aside the emotions in the text, as if it is a shameful thing to talk about feelings, but people have emotional needs. Pursue the way, why can't we talk about feelings?

The loneliness of the strong is like a fig leaf, but they want to use their strong strength to cover up the fact that they have no friends.

If this sentence was put in the past, he would feel insulted, but now he is no longer alone, he thought proudly, I am a hundred times happier than the lonely strong man.

Apart from himself, there are also his friends on his road of comprehension. There are scenery along the way, no matter where it leads to in the end, he is willing.

As the article says, climbing a dangerous peak, meeting blooming flowers and trees, flying clouds, falling rocks, and meeting climbers by chance, these are the things that make you different, not the result of appearing on the top of the mountain.

The peak should be seen but not climbed.

Suddenly, he seemed to have returned to that night with the aurora, standing on the top of the cold mountain, but his palms were warm and his heart was hot.

The starlight is within reach, and the friends around you are close at hand.

It would be great if it could continue to be like this in the future.

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35. Pointing to the moon

——Two Mahayanas should build a sect casually——

Immersed in such emotions, I don't know how long it has passed.

Yan Wu came back to his senses and realized that he was still a short distance away from the combined body, but it didn't matter, he still had the next book.

This is a serial he has been chasing for a long time, and it just ended recently. I have to say that Yuan Gengwen is really easy to cause cardiac arrest. Those years of his literary shortage can no longer be simply described as a serial crematorium. Fortunately, at last It has a happy ending.

The setting of the text is not complicated, it is rebirth without CP, the protagonist fought to save the world in his previous life but was burdened by the world, if he lives again, he doesn't want to spend his whole life in the meaningless battles in the nine heavens, he just wants to be an ordinary person to support in his spare time Hua Nongcao is so happy, happy for a lifetime.

However, things are contrary to expectations, and no one can be alone in the troubled times, and he will eventually go to a completely different but unexpected path from his previous life.

Fate is something that no one can say for sure, but former enemies can become best friends in the next life, and yesterday's friends can also turn against each other overnight and go their separate ways.

At the end of the song, the Tao is filled with all kinds of life, and we know that the world of mortals is impermanent.

This should not be the artistic conception of fit.

But Yan Wu could feel in the dark that what he was looking for was right here.

As the name suggests, there must be a key point in the fusion, which is the unity of body and consciousness. It is an analogy to the unity of human and sword in the sword cultivator, which is to achieve the unity of body and mind, and have no distractions.

When he watched "Seeing the River and Mountain", he had a lot of emotions and distracting thoughts, so even though he had an open mind, he still couldn't enter the fusion.

His belief in Taoism is not as firm as before. No matter how good the sword is, once it is touched by friendship, it will slow down.

But it's enough to listen to the truth, and he doesn't want to be too forgetful about the troublesome things. He doesn't force the fit, he just let it happen if he can break through, and he doesn't care if he can't break through, just continue to read the article.

There was a plot in the article that impressed him deeply, and he finally saw it again this time in the second brush.

The protagonist said that he wanted to retire to the fields and not care about the world, but he was pushed by the torrent of fate to the battlefield filled with gunpowder. In fact, he is not as transparent as he thought, and he will not be able to let go of the past.

But such a person, even if he is in a messy place and feels lost in his heart, he still does not forget to point to the moon for the lost.

In the sky before dawn, the waning moon was like a hook, filled with light, and the man stretched out a finger, pointing obliquely at the bright moon in the sky.

He said, if you follow the direction of my finger, you will see a beautiful moon, but if you only stare at this finger, you will not be able to see the stars and the moon in the sky.

All the Buddhist scriptures in the world are like one finger.

Because you see the moon with your fingers, you forget your fingers when you see the moon.Since the girl is destined to seek immortality and ask, why bother to cling to the superficial appearance, she should go to the nine heavens and see the real moon!

The Buddhist allusions are profound, and the Sansheng stone is like this, because it refers to seeing the moon.

It's not the first time Yan Wu heard this sentence. By chance, he also read some Buddhist scriptures.

The original words of the "Langa Sutra" are: If you point to the moon with a foolish opinion, you can't see the moon if you look at the finger; those who count famous words don't see my truth.

At that time, when he saw this, he thought about it for a moment and then skipped it. Unexpectedly, if he changed the expression, the shock he got would be completely different. Perhaps this is the charm of words.

However, when he looked at what the protagonist said, what he thought in his heart was, how do you know, for others, what is meant and what is moon?

It's like standing under the moonlight at this moment, with a gentle smile and an unrestrained tone in his tone, what he thinks of when he lowers his head is still his old friend, the land of flowers and plants that he can't let go of.

The so-called fool is just defined by the world.

There are different persistence in the world, why bother to distinguish between one and the other.

So he didn't expect that when the secret realm collapsed, the female cultivator would suddenly turn around and go to find him against the turbulent crowd.

She said, I practiced once and wanted to see the real moon!

Yan Wu laughed at it, and just answered that sentence, even if there are thousands of difficulties and dangers in the affairs of this world, I am afraid that I will do it willingly.No matter how profound the Zen Buddhist gatha is, it will not be worth the man's words, "I am willing."

Only when we are separated from language and writing can we see the Tao.

For example, the moon is not about external things, but illuminates the original mind of its own nature, so people are blinded by material desires and cannot distinguish the moon. It is said that the light and dark are reversed, and it is profound to understand from this perspective.

At this point, the method of fit has become clear, he no longer reads the text, and starts to close his eyes and review everything he has experienced in the past 20 years.

He is an ordinary person. He was not obedient since he was a child, and he has never encountered any big storms in his life. His favorite thing is to read novels.

One person fumbled for Jindan, and encountered unsolvable troubles, he carefully opened a window to his own world, so he met the shopkeeper and Wei An, and later met the count by accident, and finally the place became lively.

Gradually, he walked farther and farther on this path, and the troubles and unwillingness of the past have long since disappeared, and now he is satisfied.

So he opened his eyes, glanced at the book in his hand, shook his head and put it aside.

Yan Wu got up and walked to the window, opened the curtain after a long time, only to find that it was already dark.

The moon was not visible from this angle, so he moved closer to the window and gently pushed it open.

There was a cold touch from the fingertips, something lightly landed on it, and then disappeared in a blink of an eye. He stared blankly at the window, the moonlight was hazy, and the flying snowflakes coated the night with a layer of crystal color.

He wanted to see more clearly. Suddenly, a distant bell sounded in the distance. The morning bell rang three times. In the early morning, before the sky was bright, there were birds in the forest. I don’t know when, He had already poked his head out of the window, and saw that there were cigarettes in front of the main hall of the temple, and the pilgrims were ahead of the birds.

Surrounded by bamboo forests and mountain streams nearby, the guest rooms in the temple are built on the back hill, with an elegant and simple environment. He put down the bamboo curtains and rubbed his brows, looking tired.

The snow scene just now flashed by, leaving only a snow-white afterimage in his mind, and he opened the window to see where there were traces of falling snow.

It is probably because the sect's grand ceremony is approaching, and there has been a lot of business recently, which caused this restlessness.

Yan Wu put on his clothes and got up, made a calming spell for himself, and came to the bronze mirror, but he couldn't think of how to tie his hair, so he threw the delicate hair crown aside.

Nowadays, there are rising stars in the world of comprehension. As a new sect that has just been established, Tianyan Sect is already in full swing in momentum, and its reputation is not inferior to the current big old sects. There are also rumors that they are quite ambitious and are fighting for the number one sect in the world. Location.

As the head of the Tianyan Sect, he just listened to these rumors.In his opinion, the fact that the school can have such a foundation is ultimately because they have two monks in the Mahayana period, one is himself, and the other is his master who retired early and didn't care about world affairs.

This time is the sect's century-old ceremony, guests from all over the world are invited, there is no way to be careless, and many trivial matters have to be decided by the head of the sect himself, he has not slept for many days.

Yesterday, at the master's request, he asked him to go to the holy place of Buddhist practice to ask for a lottery to pray for the grand ceremony. It seems that the master had made friends with the Zen master in the temple. It's better to stay here overnight, so he came to the backyard and lighted the tranquilizing incense, so he had a good night's sleep.

Thinking that he would have to face a lot of complicated and trivial matters when he returned to the sect, and that the old master only knew how to join in the fun and would not help at all, his head hurt again.

The snow scene from last night reappeared in his mind, and he realized that he probably had a dream.

But speaking of it, he hadn't had a dream for many years, and he couldn't remember what the dream was last night.

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Don't hit me, let me let myself go for a while, I'll be right back!

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36. Grand Ceremony

——Bao Jianfeng emerges from sharpening——

Three days later it will be the Zongmen Ceremony, Yan Wu knew that there would be no delay, so he bid farewell to the Chan Master and returned immediately.

Their sect is quite large now, with a total of seven main peaks. In the center is the sect hall and the meeting hall. As the head of the sect, he does not have his own unique peak. When the sect was established, he moved to the back mountain with his master. Hang a sign of forbidden area, and you will be clean and comfortable on weekdays.

There must be countless affairs waiting for him to deal with when he goes back this time, but at this time he has not tied his hair, so he must not be very decent, how can a sect head show others with such an appearance.

Yan Wu thought for a moment, but he still didn't enter through the main entrance, and took the remote path back to his residence in the back mountain.

The master's house was connected with his to form a small courtyard, surrounded by a lot of trees and exotic flowers and plants, which were taken care of by the master himself when he had nothing to do.

As soon as he came back, he saw Master got a wooden recliner from nowhere and was basking in the sun among the flowers in the courtyard.

It was a man with a stern face, wearing a loose white robe, and his long black hair spread casually along the arc of the recliner, adding a bit of softness to the sunlight. There was an open ancient book between his knees, and his slender His fingers rested on it, but at this moment, the man tilted his head slightly and leaned on the recliner, and fell asleep.

The picture in front of him was extremely harmonious, Yan Wu stared at the master's face for a while, a little dazed, he thought, if I told the master that I suddenly thought he looked better, would he be angry.

He made up the scene in his head, and thought that it should not be possible. The master would definitely ask him, was it not good to be a teacher before?He said it looks good.

Expelling the weird thoughts from his mind, he quietly returned to his room without disturbing his master.

His usual food and clothing expenses are relatively simple, but the dress accessories for this grand ceremony are all custom-made, and he can't handle it by himself.

Yan Wu felt a little strange, thinking that I don't have a maid, so why can't I even tie my own hair?

After fiddling for a long time, he finally tied up his hair hastily, found a simple white jade hairpin and put it on, tidied his robes and planned to go out.

Just as he was about to get up, someone lightly pressed his shoulders. He knew who it was, so he sat still and did not move.

Someone came and took the hairpin off his head and put it aside, then brought a wooden comb and began to comb his hair.

He couldn't help asking: "Master, have you helped me tie my hair all these years?"

The hands passed through his hair, and deftly rolled it up, coiled it into a standard bun, and put on the moiré hair.