Self-struggle starting from Douluo

People usually think that Zhishou Temple, as the oldest unknown place, should be located in an unknown place and it must be difficult for ordinary people to find it.

However, only a few people know that just like the second floor of the academy is located on the mountain at the south gate of Chang'an, Zhishou Temple is located in a green mountain valley not far from Taoshan in Xiling.

In the Bitui Canyon, there is a lake and beside the lake there is a very simple Taoist temple.

Deep in the Taoist temple, there are seven different thatched houses. The difference lies in the roofs of the houses, which are covered with special thatch that is as golden and jade-colored, making the houses look magnificent.

There are only two places in the world where houses are built with thatch. One is here, and the other is the residence of the teacher on the second floor of the academy.

In the first thatched house, a middle-aged Taoist priest stood aside, silent.

Ye Hongyu, wearing a red dress and losing her childish look to become more and more beautiful, looked at the black book in front of her and slowly stretched out her hand.

This is the first volume of the Heavenly Book: the Sun Volume.

When I opened the first page, I saw a piece of snow-white paper, which also meant blankness, nothing in it.

Ye Hongyu turned to the second page as usual, and several names appeared on the paper.

The first name in the upper right corner is Liu Bai. The tip of the brush is as sharp as a sword, as if it will pierce the entire piece of paper. One of the strokes even directly breaks through the edge of the paper, which makes people wonder if this stroke will go directly to the first page if the first page is connected to the second page.

The second name in the middle was Jun Mo, standing proudly in the very center of the top of the paper, neither tilted nor slanted, standing upright in the middle, disdainful of associating with anyone.

There was no name on the left side of Jun Mo, but a new line with Ye Su, Tang, Qi Nian...

Ye Hongyu was already familiar with these names, she just glanced at them and her eyes fell on the lower left corner.

There was only a very faint trace there, which seemed to be a name, but it also seemed to be ink accidentally printed from a few pages away...

The heavenly book naturally would not print any ink marks, so this must be a name.

Ye Hongyu's slender fingers followed the ink and sketched out the name "Qinghuan".

This name is located in the lower left corner of the second page, as if it had secretly come over to take a look when no one was paying attention, and then secretly left, accidentally leaving some traces.

After Ye Hongyu outlined the word "Qing Huan", she asked, "Master, his name is about to disappear from this page."

The middle-aged Taoist priest replied naturally: "It means he is about to be useless."

Ye Hongyu paused and said, "I don't believe it."

The middle-aged Taoist said: "If Liu Bai takes action personally, he will not be disabled, then Liu Bai will be disabled."

Ye Hongyu covered Liu Bai's name with her fingers. The sharp strokes made her fingertips hurt. She said, "I didn't believe in Buddhism before, and naturally I didn't believe in Buddhism, but I really saw the existence of Buddhism in him, so I still don't believe that he would be ruined so easily!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest did not argue, and said calmly: "Look, his name has disappeared, not even the last trace is left."

Ye Hongyu lowered her gaze and, as expected, the very faint traces that were originally there were no longer distinguishable with the naked eye.

Ye Hongyu remained silent and continued to turn the pages of the heavenly book, one page at a time, until she reached the end. The name "Qinghuan" still did not appear.

Among the practitioners under Haotian, there is no one named "Qinghuan".

The middle-aged Taoist said: "He is completely cut off from the vital energy of heaven and earth."

Ye Hongyu closed the heavenly book and put it back to its original place. She turned around and looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest and said, "There is another possibility. He has broken through the fifth realm and has his own rules!"

The middle-aged Taoist smiled and said, “Unless he repairs the cassock and puts the “Boundless” on the cassock into his heart… But you and I both know that an “Boundless” that can be cut by Liu Bai from three feet away will not impress the temple master.

What's more, cultivation is a gradual process. Even if one is as strong as the great master of the academy, who knows destiny in the morning and evening, he still needs to stay in the "knowing destiny" state for three days before he can break through the five realms and enter the "no distance" state!
He can't be stronger than Mr. Big, right? "

Ye Hongyu glanced at the middle-aged Taoist priest, then turned and left the hut.

Anyway, she just didn't believe that the lewd monk would end like this!

……

The reason why Master Qishan is respected, in addition to his virtue, is that Master Qishan has the ability to foresee the future!
Moreover, this foresight ability is even higher than that of the Great Priest Tianyu!

Therefore, Master Qishan can solve all the confusions in the world, just like the Buddha who responds to every request.

Being able to get guidance and answers from Master Qishan is the dream of every practitioner. A long time ago, Master Qishan was very happy to enlighten people, and every point he made was correct, and all his predictions came true.

Until Master Qishan enlightened a person, which led to the Lanke Temple bloodbath. Since then, Master Qishan has lived in seclusion here, never leaving the house for decades, rarely seeing people, and never making a single prediction again!

That person's name is Liansheng!

Qinghuan returned to his days of chanting sutras, but when he was a child, he chanted sutras in the morning and went down the mountain to play in the afternoon. But now he chanted sutras in the morning and played chess with Master Qishan in the afternoon.

Like Master Qishan, he also became a house-bound person.

As for the cassock and the cultivation level, Qinghuan didn't care about them at all. Master Qishan also didn't care. The two of them acted as if nothing had happened before.

"Cough cough..."

Several months passed, and Qinghuan's injuries had not healed yet. His originally strong body had become thinner, and his bronze skin had gradually turned white due to not leaving the house.

Staring at the chessboard in front of him, Qinghuan thought about pressing the next piece.

Master Qishan smiled and followed closely behind him, moving the medicine on the side of the chessboard.

Qinghuan's face turned bitter. After hesitating for a moment, she picked up the bowl and drank the medicine in one gulp. Her facial features wrinkled in bitterness.

"Am I still a bad chess player now?" Qinghuan asked.

Master Qishan smiled and said, "Not too bad, just barely a chess player."

“As long as there is progress.”

Qing Huan nodded in satisfaction, looking at the chessboard, thinking while saying: "I mentioned before that the Master asked me to go to Chang'an. On the first day in Chang'an, I met two very interesting people."

"what kind of person?"

"One is called Ning Que. He is like me. He understands a lot of principles and can live a free life. However, he refuses to let go of the hatred in his heart. Instead, he lives a very hard and tiring life."

"He has wisdom like you?"

“It should be different.”

Qing Huan thought and said, "My principles are learned through enlightenment, so when I encounter things, I will act according to the principles in my heart. But his principles are more like what others have told him, so when he encounters things, he will only act according to his own will, until he is awakened by others, and then he remembers that he understands those principles."

Master Qishan glanced at Qing Huan and asked, "What are you doubting?"

Qing Huan said truthfully: "I was wondering, is there anyone in this world who is born with knowledge?"

Master Qishan smiled and said, "You have innate wisdom, so you can understand it at once. Your innate wisdom is very deep, so you can understand it without being enlightened. He may be the same as you, but his innate wisdom is shallower... There shouldn't be people in this world who are born with knowledge!"

It means “should not exist”, not “cannot exist”!
Qing Huan thought for a moment and said, "Maybe. That Ning Que is amazing. He can completely control his own mind. People often say that one should have no distracting thoughts, but it is difficult to do so. Ning Que is different. He will completely forget to think about things he doesn't want to think about!
When I left Chang'an, he was already able to practice. With his ability, his practice will surely improve very quickly..."

Master Qishan looked at Qing Huan and said, "You keep talking about this one called Ning Que, but not the other one... Are you afraid?"

Qing Huan was silent for a moment, then said, "The other one is called Sang Sang... He is a very transparent person."

Master Qishan didn't even frown: "Transparent person?"

"Ah."

Qing Huan thought about how to explain it, and thought: "She is the kind of person who...when the world is black, she is black, and when the world is white, she is white!

The same is true in reverse, if she wants black, the world is black, if she wants white, the world is white..."

Master Qishan smiled and said, "Are you talking about Haotian?"

Qing Huan fumbled with the chess piece at his fingertips for a long time, then smiled and said, "Maybe it's Pluto?"

"Clap!"

Master Qishan's hand slipped, and the chess piece fell onto the board, bounced a few times, and finally lay quietly in a certain position.

Qing Huan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly made a move, pressed down the chess piece, and laughed: "It turns out that the master can also have bad hands sometimes!" (End of this chapter)