My Journey to the West on the Heavenly Road

Chapter 206 Metaplasia
"Uncle, tell me quickly, what is the solution?" the young man asked in doubt.

The woodcutter took off the water bag from his waist, took a sip leisurely, and waited for the young man to show his impatience, then he blinked and said with a smile: "Little brother, have you ever heard the saying 'a flower blooms in a year, and a flower falls in a year' ?”

The young man burst out laughing, covered his stomach while laughing until he lost his strength, then looked at the woodcutter like a fool and said, "Uncle, are you joking?"

The woodcutter was not annoyed, he smiled and said, "You don't believe me?"

"Of course I don't believe it!"

The young man nodded without hesitation, and pointed at the ax in the woodcutter's hand and mocked: "If you really can 'a flower blooms with a thought, a flower falls with a thought', what do you do with the axe to chop trees, but you can't do it with the peach tree. "

The woodcutter picked up his axe and said confidently, "I am a woodcutter, so I naturally want to chop trees with an axe. You are not a woodcutter."

The young man was stunned, he didn't know how to refute for a moment, he opened his mouth for a long time, and said angrily: "You are making too much sense."

The woodcutter didn't seem to want to argue anymore, he shook his head and sighed, "This peach tree can only bear better peaches next year if the branches are cut off. Only good peaches can attract monkeys. Aren't you looking for monkeys?"

"I asked you to remove the branches. I wanted to help you. Since you treat your kindness as the liver and lungs of a donkey, then that's all. I'll cut down my tree myself. You can go back and forth wherever you come from."

After finishing speaking, the woodcutter turned around, turned his back to the young man, spat a few times on his hands, rubbed them twice, and swung his axe to chop with a muffled sound.

Two or three times the ax went down, click, the peach tree with the thickness of the forearm broke and fell.

Then the woodcutter swung the ax a few more times, divided the broken peach tree into several sections, and piled them on the firewood he had placed before.

"Today's work is over."

The woodcutter looked at the firewood, smiled, then took out the hemp rope to tie up the firewood, threw it on his back, took the ax on his shoulders, and strode down the mountain.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly sang:
"Watching chess Kelan, felling lumber, walking slowly at the mouth of the valley by the clouds, selling salaries and selling wine, laughing wildly and harvesting a load from pottery, in the song market, Yimi is three liters. When you meet, there is either immortality or Taoism. Sit quietly and talk about Huangting. "

Seeing the woodcutter ignoring him, the young man also sulked, talking nonsense and talking crazy, and won't people refute him?Glaring at the woodcutter who was chopping firewood, he also turned and left.

After walking in the forest for a long time, there are still bare peach trees everywhere, and there is no way out.

"be lost?"

While in doubt, I suddenly heard the woodcutter's singing—"When you meet, you are either immortal or Taoist. Sit quietly and talk about Huangting."

Tasting silently for a while, the young man suddenly got excited, turned around and chased the woodcutter, waving his hands and shouting as he ran: "Uncle, uncle, god!"

"Hahaha, how dare you call it the word 'immortal', you're just a clumsy fellow."

The woodcutter waved his hand without looking back, turned around a few peach trees, and disappeared.

The young man chased after him out of breath, but there was no one in sight, and he threw his fist at the peach tree angrily. With a bang, the young man let out a scream, but he hit the sharp fork.

"It hurts"

The young man held his bloody fist and hopped in pain.

"You, a broken tree, bully me too!"

The young man glared at the peach tree bitterly, and kicked it, but the branch shook, nothing happened, but the young man's feet were numb from the shock, and he almost lost his footing.

"Looks like I'm a waste."

After a while, the young man sat down under the peach tree with a wry smile, staring at the blood stains on the branch, in a daze.

"Flowers bloom in one thought, but fade in a year?" the young man murmured in a daze.

I don't know how long I have been sitting this time, seeing the sun rising and the moon setting, autumn and winter coming, and a heavy snowfall suddenly.

The world is dark, the snow is like a mat, and the wind is biting.

In an instant, the entire peach forest was covered with heavy snow, and the bare peach trees were covered with snowflakes. At first glance, they looked like snowmen with teeth and claws.

And the real "snowman" blends into it naturally, no difference from the surroundings.

"The world is not benevolent, all things are like dogs, and the peach trees are covered with snow, and I can't help it."

"Although I have flesh and blood, I don't know where I came from or where I'm going. The altar is empty, how is it different from this dead tree?"

Under the heavy snow, the peach forest gradually filled with a sense of emptiness, no distinction between people and trees, only snowflakes.

That young man has no vitality at all, his bones are like cold cones, his blood is like ice balls, his spirit has returned to silence, and his soul has turned into nature.

But youth, did not die.

He only felt that he had merged into the flying snowflakes in a trance, dancing and falling with the wind.

When it falls to the tree, it turns into a branch, and when it falls to the ground, it is crushed into soil, and sometimes before it falls, it melts into the void without sound.

Suddenly, a sentence emerged in the young man's heart. The voice was ethereal and mysterious, like the rhythm of heaven and earth——

"Empty and quiet nature...with change"

A gust of wind surged up violently, the snowflakes were carried against the current, the peach forest was blown and trembled, and the snowflakes fell down.

The snowflakes on the youth's body were swept away, revealing a crystal ice sculpture.

Then I saw that "ice sculpture" slowly opened its mouth and spit out a long mantra:

"The emptiness naturally changes with it, and it is just like the nature."

boom!
The world was quiet, the surging snow and wind stopped suddenly, and the trembling peach tree branches stopped instantly!

"call--"

The young man let out a long breath, and the ice on his body melted into water, turned into mist, and disappeared.

That breath blows away the stagnant snow and wind all over the mountain.

After the wind cleared and the snow cleared, Taolin resumed trembling.

This time, it was no longer snowflakes that fell, but a mess of branches.

Pa, a branch that fell from the tree fell on top of the young man's head.

The young man's eyelids trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, the pupils were misty and unpredictable.

When the pupils calmed down, the young man gently picked off the branches above his head, glanced at the branches all around him, his eyes paused, but he caught a glimpse of the peach tree in front of him, which had sprouted new sprouts.

Looking at the new buds and holding the branches, the young man suddenly smiled.

That smile is as straight as winter and spring, with a hundred flowers in full bloom, bright and unparalleled.

Rotten Peach Mountain, a mountain cave.

When Jiang Yuan woke up, he was in a daze for a moment, and his eyes cleared up.

Immediately, he stretched his waist greatly, and uttered a long and lazy chant: "Whoever realizes the big dream first, I know the second half of the sentence in my life, so I don't need it.

After saying that, Jiang Yuan burst out laughing, he didn't know what he was laughing at, but he was in a good mood.

"It seems that meditation formulas can also enter dreams."

Suddenly, a few crystal clear snowflakes seeped in from the gap in the wooden door at the entrance of the cave, fluttering and swirling in front of Jiang Yuan's eyes.

"Hey, it's snowing here too."

Jiang Yuan raised his eyebrows, got up and pushed open the wooden door, a thick layer of snowflakes piled up on the door slid off, looking around, the world was white, and everything was made of silver.

On the cliff in the distance, there seems to be a silver crown on the top.

Putting down the wooden door, he caught a glimpse of the donkey's hoof prints on the stone wall, as well as the quilts and futons in the cave, and smiled, "That donkey has a heart."

With a flash of the cassock, a gust of wind blew away the snow in the valley instantly. Immediately, Jiang Yuan rose against the wind and headed straight for the cliff. Halfway into the deep forest, he broke some branches and twisted out broom.

When we reached the cliff, the wind dissipated, and we picked up the broom and silently swept up the snow.

Half an hour later, from the top of the mountain to the old cypress tree, there is no snowflakes at all. In this white world, it is really a pure land.

Throwing away the simple broom that was about to fall apart, Jiang Yuan quietly looked at the dust-free cliff for a while, and bowed to each other.

When the strong wind picked up again, Jiang Yuan escaped into the depths of the mountain forest, and soon brought a few small animals back to the cave in the mountain depression.

"It's made of gold thread and silk. This futon must have come from a noble family. It seems that the donkey has become a fairy again. But it's comfortable to sit on."

Jiang Yuan took the futon and stuffed it under his buttocks, then built a fire, slaughtered and roasted a few small animals, and picked the unspoiled ones from the dry food and melons sent by Wuqian.

After a hearty meal, his shriveled stomach became full, and he took out the fine wine from the cave and the cassock, and after getting drunk, he fell by the fire and fell asleep.

During this sleep, there was no dream or disturbance. I slept for three days and three nights, and when I woke up, I felt refreshed.

Pushing open the cave door, the snow cleared, the warm sun shone on the earth, the snow melted into water, and flowed.

"Fortunately, the snowflakes were cleared ahead of time, otherwise the valley would be muddy."

Jiang Yuan smiled triumphantly, jumped up the hill, and burrowed into the peach forest.

After the ice and snow, the rotten smell of the peach forest has faded a lot, but after being mixed with the melting snow, the Rotten Peach Mountain has become a rotten peach marsh.

Enduring the strange smell, Jiang Yuan took out the mirage dragon weapon, dug up the rotten peach pits and picked out more than a dozen peach pits, washed the magic weapon and the peach pits with snow water, and returned to the cave.

"Empty and stillness naturally changes, just like the nature of nature"

After silently reciting the enlightenment in the dream several times, Jiang Yuan dug a small hole, planted a peach pit, poured some water, and buried it.

Pulled the futon and sat down, pinched the seal with his hands, keeping his luck, then the turtle pill trembled, opened his mouth and swallowed it, the spiritual energy poured down, and Jiang Yuan spat out the peach pit in the soil.

The power of the soul is light, and the innate vitality is water. It is nourished by the aura of heaven and earth and the spiritual veins of this place, and then catalyzed by mysterious methods.

After an unknown amount of time, the soil where the peach pits were buried trembled suddenly, and a small tender seedling got out of the soil little by little and grew slowly.

The peach seedlings only grew to the height of half a person, and they withered before they could bloom and bear fruit.

"call!"

Jiang Yuan panted heavily, his body swayed, his face was pale, the innate vitality in his body had been exhausted, and his soul was weakened.

"The power of transforming nature is really not easy to practice."

After a while, he raised his head and saw through the wooden door that the sun was shining brightly outside, and there was a faint warm wind blowing.

"It seems that it took a lot of time."

When I went out to look, sure enough, the snow in the mountains had completely melted away, and the rotten smell of the peach groves behind the mountains wafted with the wind.

"It's spring."

After enjoying the warm sunshine enough, Jiang Yuan went back to the cave to eat some dry food, and then used Shengui Pill to quickly recover his vitality.

A few days later, another peach pit was taken out and buried, as before, the spirit, vitality, spiritual energy, and spiritual veins were catalyzed by profound arts.

Soon, another peach seedling emerged from the soil, but unfortunately it only grew to half a person's height, but it took less time.

Jiang Yuan was not discouraged, and after a break, he started again.

(End of this chapter)