Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 40
On midsummer nights, frogs croak and cicadas sing.

Pale moonlight penetrates the ground through the gaps in the branches and leaves.

The ruined temple in the forest looked particularly gloomy under the cover of the old locust tree next to it.

The old locust tree looks like it has been around for a while, its branches are hovering around its body, and the high branches are also stretching ferociously towards the ruined temple below.

I don't know when the ruined temple was built. There is only half of the door left, hanging on the door frame and shaking, it seems that it will fall to the ground at any time.

The clay statues in the temple are badly weathered, and it is hard to tell whether they are Buddhas, Daos, or wild gods in the wild mountains, and they don't even know where they are.

A boy with a ponytail sits cross-legged under the dilapidated statue of a god. In the flickering firelight, it is the only color in this dilapidated temple.

It was only after a closer look that the young man's face was pale, with beads of sweat dripping from his face.

His expression was sometimes ferocious, and sometimes panicked.

Listen carefully, it seems that there is still something to say.

All of a sudden, the young man opened his eyes suddenly as if he had been greatly frightened, but his eyes were slack, and it took him a long time to focus.

"Hold the grass! Hold the grass! Hold the grass!"

Huang Lin panted heavily, cursing non-stop, and panickedly grabbed the Scarlet Phoenix next to him, and glanced around in the temple.

It's a nightmare!

After coming down from Xiaowangzhai, he found the hidden salute, found a mountain spring, took off his bloody clothes and washed it briefly.

I don't know how long he walked in a daze. He didn't eat a grain of rice this day, and even destroyed a cottage. He was already hungry, but it was really tasteless.

Seeing a dilapidated temple here, he came in and built a fire, trying to meditate to calm his mind.

I don't know when I fell asleep cross-legged.

Those people in the cottage in the dream came to seek revenge on him one by one, clutching their necks and gushing blood. The third master held his head and kept asking him to return his body. The blood under his head flowed like a waterfall. .

He wanted to draw his sword, but the Scarlet Phoenix couldn't pull it out no matter what. He wanted to escape, but his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, and he was finally thrown to the ground by those people.
At this time, Huang Lin was still in shock, the fire was flickering, and the shadow was showing its teeth and claws on the wall.

He knew in his heart that there were no such things as ghosts in this world, but he just panicked.

"If the heart is ice-clear, the sky will not be frightened, if the heart is ice-clear, the sky will not be frightened, the heart will be."

"It's useless, I don't remember it later!"

After chanting a few words of Bing Xin Jue indiscriminately, Huang Lin still couldn't make up his mind, so he raised his sword and left the ruined temple.

The outside is not much better than the ruined temple, and I don't know when the cicadas stopped.

He always felt that something would fly out of the forest, and turned his head back to the temple.

Better next to the fire!

Reluctantly not to think about those ghosts and monsters, he sat down cross-legged again, took out Peiyuan Pill from his bag and ate a pill.

Or move it!Time flies faster, it will be dawn!

But today's inner breath seems to be extraordinarily naughty, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, under his full control, he almost went astray.

After barely carrying Zhou Tian, ​​Huang Lin had to stop.

Wouldn't this be a shadow in my heart?

He held on until it was dawn, and then he fell asleep for a while, but was awakened again not long after.

Did not destroy the evil nature of the temple!
Huang Lin cursed, packed his things and drove away.

After getting on the official road, he galloped immediately. He was really hungry and couldn't eat meat, so he just wanted to find a place to eat some vegetarian rice to fill his stomach.

At this time, Huang Lin didn't have any charm, his face was pale, his expression was sluggish, his clothes were crumpled, and he didn't even put his ponytail in place.

I don't know how far away it is from the next town, but seeing cooking smoke in the distance on the left, Huang Lin went straight there.

It was half an hour after he found the land.

It is a Taoist temple, with an old Taoist and two boys.

"Master, Huang Bulin, I missed the place where I was staying because I was on my way, so I have the audacity to come here to ask for some food."

During the three months in Zhongnan Mountain, Huang Lin is now very close to the Taoist temple.

"Meeting on the left side of the road means destiny, please come to the little layman."

The old Taoist beat him up and welcomed him into the Taoist temple.

"The trouble is long, just eat some vegetarian food."

Huang Lin hurriedly added that if someone took meat dishes later, it would be ugly for him to spit them out on the spot.

Although the old Taoist was surprised, he didn't say anything, he just gave instructions to the boy beside him.

"Seeing that the layman is a martial artist, how can he get it?"

The old Taoist asked out his doubts. If he was a grown man, he would definitely not talk too much.

"The Taoist is saying why the kid is a vegetarian, right? It's hard to say."

Huang Lin smiled wryly, it was too embarrassing, he didn't want to say it.

The old man didn't ask any more questions.

After eating four dishes of small dishes and eating three bowls of rice, my stomach felt much fuller.

"Thank you Taoist priest for your hospitality. I have worried you so much, so I will leave."

After putting down the two golden leaves, he planned to leave and find a town to rest for a few days.

"Layman, stay here."

The old man had been looking at Huang Lin since before, and he wanted to speak but never made a sound. Seeing that he left Jin Ye and planned to leave, he called out to stop him.

"Master, is there something wrong?"

"The old Taoist monks are martial arts practitioners. They seem to be uneasy at the moment. Why don't they stay in the temple for two days?"

The old Taoist seemed afraid that he would think too much, so he continued:
"The laity is not in the mood, the spirit is not in place, and there seems to be a demon in the body. I am afraid that the road is not safe. There are many Taoist scriptures in the old Taoist temple, which may be helpful to the layman."

Huang Lin was stunned for a moment, he didn't care about anything else, he only paid attention to the "inner demon".

He defeated Chang Bushao half a year ago, and I heard that he beat that guy out of his mind.

Then this is yourself?Killed?
It's possible!
He doesn't know much about this thing, since this kind old Taoist seems to have a way, why not try it.Anyway, this veteran doesn't look like he has martial arts.

"The Daoist has good eyesight. The boy flattened a cottage yesterday. He had nightmares at night. Maybe something really went wrong."

Then he told the truth about the cause of the incident, the first murder, and the subsequent psychological state.

He himself can't believe it, he never killed a chicken in his previous life, and he only killed some small mountain beasts to practice courage in his life. The first time he killed nearly half a hundred people, he might not be a pervert, right?

"Just think about it. The contradictions and complexity of the little layman's mind are really rare."

After listening to Huang Lin's narration, the old Taoist sighed in a complex manner, paused and continued:

"Let the old Taoist explain the "Qingjing Sutra" to the lay people first."

Huang Lin knew this scripture. He had deduced it on the disk, but it was just reflected in it swallowed, and he hadn't read it carefully.

"That's it, kid, thank you Daoist!"

Huang Lin respectfully and respectfully gave Jishou a Taoist junior salute.

The two sat cross-legged, and the old Taoist talked about scriptures.

"The avenue is formless, it gives birth to the world; the avenue is ruthless, it moves the sun and the moon; the avenue is nameless, it nourishes all things"

After the old Taoist finished reading the scriptures, he explained the meaning to him. The scriptures were less than [-] words long, and two hours had passed after the old Taoist finished explaining the meaning.

"Qing Jing Jing" is also called "Chang Qing Jing Jing", and its full name is "Taishang Laojun Said Chang Qing Jing Jing".

This sutra does not talk about cultivation methods, but starts from the heart, clears the heart and eliminates desires with the method of tranquility, and comprehends the Dao.The scriptures directly describe the wonderful meaning of the word "quietness", which is the basic principle of Taoism to cultivate one's nature.

When Huang Lin was halfway through explaining the meaning of the old Taoist, he realized something and started to carry it.The old Taoist ignored him and continued to explain the scriptures.

After the old Taoist finished speaking, Huang Lin just finished carrying it for a week, which was a bit faster than before, and there was no such thing as the inner breath not being able to control it last night.

Unbelievable!

Huang Lin's first thought when he opened his eyes.

After listening to a piece of "Qing Jing Sutra", his mind improved a lot, and the depression in his heart dissipated a lot.

"Thank you senior for clarifying the confusion, junior Huashan Huang Bulin is very grateful!"

Huang Lin stood up and bowed his hands in salute to thank him.

This is a master of Taoism!
"No need to thank you. Speaking of which, your Huashan lineage is also a branch of my Taoist Quanzhen lineage. It's just that you only focus on martial arts now, and I'm afraid you have left all the Taoist classics aside."

"Senior and I Huashan School"

Huang Lin saw that the old Taoist actually knew the origin of the Huashan School, so he hurriedly asked.

"It's nothing to do with it, it's just a record in the temple that a certain ancestor had contacts with you Huashan."

After the old Taoist finished speaking, he explained again: "It's not about martial arts."

Huang Lin was slightly disappointed, and asked again:

"Then why did the senior treat the kid?"

"Why help you?"

Seeing him hesitating, the old Taoist stroked his beard and smiled, then said:

"Although the old Taoist doesn't practice martial arts, he has practiced Taoism for many years. The aura of the layman is quite similar to that of my Taoist family. It should be that the cultivation method has some of the essence of my Taoist school. I also see the demons of the layman's heart. I can't bear my Taoist to lose his good looks, so I make up my own mind. Give the layman a piece of sutra to help."

It's definitely not because you give too much, and the old man is too embarrassed to accept it.

"Thank you again, junior!"

After hearing this, Huang Lin sighed in his heart, and thanked him respectfully.

So, he stayed in this Taoist temple.

Listening to an old Taoist chanting every morning, Huang Lin couldn't help but start to move his qi involuntarily when he came to explain his meaning, and he couldn't control it at all.

A gold leaf is left after the meal as a distraction.

In the afternoon, read the scriptures chanted by the old Taoist during the day.

In the evening, I plunged into the deduction disk and watched other Taoist scriptures in the study inside.

For three days, Huang Lin did not practice swords, did not perform martial arts, and did not take the initiative to cultivate internal skills.

But he could clearly feel that his mind was getting clearer and clearer, and after coming down from Xiaowangzhai, the feeling of black mist in his mind disappeared.

On the fourth day, the old Taoist preached "Nanhua" to Huang Lin, and when he woke up, he said:
"Now that the layman's demons are gone, it's time to leave."

"what?"

A little suddenly, Huang Lin still wanted to ask the old Taoist to teach more scriptures, so he drove people away?He couldn't help but speak cheekily:
"Why don't the juniors add more incense to the temple, and the seniors talk to the juniors for a few more days?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the old Taoist's long face is a little dark.

"Xiaoguan just talked about these few scriptures. The first day I taught you the "Qingjing Sutra", followed by the "Taiping Sutra". Yesterday I taught you the "Yin Miao Sutra", and today I have finished explaining the "Nanhua Sutra."

If you stay any longer, the "Huang Ting Jing" at the bottom of the box may not be able to keep it!

Huang Linxin said this. After visiting so many Taoist temples in Zhongnan Mountain, most of them only have one or two complete scriptures. This old Taoist master has four complete scriptures, which is quite a lot.

Thinking about it, it really took a lot of time, so I didn't bother anymore.

He had a sumptuous lunch at the Taoist temple at noon, and he left two more gold leaves.

"Senior, I've been bothering you a lot these days, so I'm leaving! Please take care of me, senior, and I will come to visit you when I have time in the future."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the old Taoist leader to speak, he went out to hit the horse.

The old Taoist looked at the gold leaf on the table, then at Huang Lin's back, opened his mouth, but finally remained silent.

I have never seen such a lavish little layman, this is the golden leaf!It's not broken silver!

Save it and pay him back later!

(End of this chapter)