One Piece's Flow is Like Fire

He also folded his hands together and said, "There is a little benefactor working for you."

When he entered the meditation room, he saw Hui Kong sitting on the futon with a string of rosary beads in his hands.

Only then did Zhang Yang seriously look at the monk in front of him.

I saw Zen Master Huiyun wearing a bright red cassock inlaid with gold, with a string of rosary beads made of sandalwood hanging on his chest, as well as the small rosary beads in his hands.There are also bursts of refreshing fragrance, and then looking at the face, the face is full of kindness, the eyebrows are white, and the long gray beard is hanging on the chest, giving people a very mysterious feeling of immortal style.

Hui Yun stopped twisting the rosary, then turned around and stood up,

"Master Ye, I already understand your purpose, but I didn't expect your progress to be so fast. Now even Lao Na and I can't keep up with you."

"Master has won the award. Compared with your old predecessors, I am still not qualified. I also hope that the master will give more guidance."

"The donor is too modest, and now I will take you to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion."

As he spoke, he led Zhang Yang towards the Tibetan Scriptures Pavilion, which is located in the south courtyard of the Shaolin Temple, close to the places where the monks of various generations of Shaolin Temple sit.

The Sutra Pavilion is a four-story tower-shaped building. The elders and abbots who have left the top floor have no right to enter. Of course, Zhang Yang can't go up to the fourth floor.

Bring Zhang Yang to the door of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion,

"Master Ye, go in by yourself, there are elders inside and they will take you there."

"There is Master Lao."

"This is the responsibility of the old man."

Looking up at the plaque on the lintel, the three words "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion" are vigorous and soft, and each word has its own mystery. Together, the three words give people a more mysterious feeling. .

Shaking his head, he entered the door.

There is already a monk like Huikong waiting for him at the door. This monk looks more vicissitudes than Huikong, but his kindness is stronger.

"Master Ye, the poor monk is unintentional."

Zhang Yang clasped his hands together, "Master Wuxin is overworked."

"The Sutra Collection Pavilion has a history of [-] years and has a collection of more than [-] volumes, including [-] volumes of various Buddhist scriptures and Buddhist insights, various martial arts secret books, and [-] volumes of handwritten notes by some seniors." One of the first floor It is a kind of Buddhist scriptures, the second floor is Buddhist and martial arts, the third floor is martial arts classics, and the fourth floor is some books that are not passed down, only the elders and abbots of the past dynasties can refer to.

"I want to go up to the third floor and have a look."

"Okay, I'll take you up now."

After reading all the book titles, I found that most of these books are cheats, but a few are some experiences.Then he turned over some books that he thought were very good, and remembered all these things in his mind. Of course, with his ability to remember, there is no problem. It took a day to memorize all these things. Living.After doing this, he began to focus on a few books that he valued.

Most of these books are the martial arts insights of some seniors, and they are all about high-level martial arts insights.For Zhang Yang, these are exactly what he needs now. During this period of time, he was suddenly a little uncomfortable with his own growth. He grew up too fast and caught him off guard.Because he still doesn't know anything about the realm of higher levels.And now these sages' martial arts insights are extremely important to him.

First of all, he picked up a book written on parchment called "Martial Arts Asking the Heart".This was written by a Taoist priest named Green Bamboo Lay, although I don't know why a book written by a Taoist priest and related to Taoism is in the place of Buddhism.Of course none of this matters anymore.The important thing is that the book enabled him to learn something.

Master Green Bamboo explained in detail in his book "Ask the Heart of the Martial Arts" that martial arts and the martial artist's mind have a very important relationship.

he thinks:

The mind is boundless and contains all things. All thoughts and thoughts are Tao. Tao produces one, one produces two, and two produces all things.The mind is the Tao, and the Tao is the mind, so it is also said: the mind produces one, one produces two, and two produces all dharmas.All methods are unified, and that is martial arts.

This is just the general outline, and in the following text, the martial arts he knows are explained in detail.Seeing Zhang Yang sighed.

This book is so arrogant, and defines the Tao so profoundly and plainly. The Tao is in the heart, and the Tao is the heart.But there is indeed such a thing. The Tao is erratic and inclusive of all things. Since now, no one has been able to say it famously, and the same is true of the heart. It contains all things and embraces all phenomena.

Closing the page, quietly looking at the sky outside the tower, looking at the stars in the sky, the more you look, the deeper and more confused you become.Gradually, he found that his heart was gradually in harmony with this world, and all the movements in the distance were so clear, as if he was integrated into the world.It's just that there are always some indescribable things in between, which he can't see through.

It was late at night, but he did not leave the Sutra Collection Pavilion. Instead, he sat down with the old Taoist called Wuxin, quietly meditating, adjusting the rioting true qi in his body that had not yet subsided due to the breakthrough.This is the fourth day he has stayed in this Tibetan sword pavilion.

On this day, Zhang Yang woke up early, walked out of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion alone, walked in the deep and quaint courtyard of Shaolin, breathed the fresh air, watched the birds that occasionally stayed on the branches, and neighed. The cicada has a long-lost peace in his heart.It has been four months since I left Cangjian Pavilion. In these four months, I have experienced a lot, met a lot of people, and gained a lot of things, but the peace in my heart is missing.The complicated martial arts confused his heart, and his heart was gradually blinded by hatred. Perhaps, it was a mistake to choose to leave at the beginning, but people can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes, and some things must be done by themselves.That is the responsibility that must be shouldered on one's own shoulders.

The warm wind gently brushed his face, the wind in the late summer and early autumn was less wild and more gentle.He turned back to the Book Collection Pavilion and continued to search for the book he was looking for in the pair of stacked bookshelves.

I walked past the bookshelves, and suddenly, in an inconspicuous corner, there was a yellow book showing a corner. I squatted down and picked up the book. The book was wrapped in a yellow book, but I couldn't see it clearly. what material.On the cover were written a few powerful words - "Sword Intent".

Chapter 1039 The cultivation base is high

These words are more than human, giving people a soul-stirring feeling. It is conceivable that the person who wrote the book has a high level of cultivation.

Only then did I realize that there was actually a trace of cold sweat on my back.After cleaning up my mood, I slowly opened the book. Lines of words appeared on the pages, as if they were circulating:

For more than [-] years, I pursued kendo for more than [-] years, and finally achieved a breakthrough in kendo and achieved the way of the supreme swordsman. So I left this book to briefly describe what I realized in this life.

The idiot thinks that all swordsmen in the world are of the fourth class.

The swordsman who rides the sword;

The swordsman who wields the sword with qi;

With the God of Swordsmanship;

The swordsman of the mind, the swordsman;

Sword disciples use people to control their swords, and rely on the sharpness of swords to hurt people.for inflow.

Swordsmen use qi to control the sword, relying on its strong internal strength, and use the sword to injure people outside.

Sword gods gradually understand their hearts, use their gods to control their swords, follow their hearts with firmness and softness, and kill people thousands of miles away.

Sword Saints can penetrate their hearts and do whatever they want.A sword without a sword is better than a sword. Everything can be a sword.

Of course, the mind originates from the mind, the mind moves at will, and the mind originates from all things in the world.From the heart to understand the spirit, from the gods to see the opinion, to understand the original heart to understand the meaning, this is the sword meaning formula.

The signature on the back is Lanyu Swordsman.