Suzaku

A Gentle Little Fire (Part 1)

After the Fubei River crossed the Qiyan Bridge and bypassed the Guanhe Pavilion, its momentum slowed down, and gradually turned into a barren and still place. Although the surface of the water is far from being vast, the calm, windless and waveless mirror surface still resembles the beautiful lakes in the south of the Yangtze River. The surface of the water is clear and flawless, reflecting the clouds in the sky, and the sun is shining faintly. The sun gradually goes down, and the setting sun shines on the water surface. A few rain clouds float over from a distance, but another corner of the blue sky and early moon are exposed.

Yi Tianxing hid quietly on the sediment at the bottom of the water, using the gentle squeeze of the water to soothe his disturbed mood. He didn’t know that the young woman he was facing today was the mysterious young master of Jixiangtian, and he didn’t know that if the news of his escape from Qin Zi spread to the practice gate, it would make a group of monks evaluate him Soaring to what extent. He just felt a little dejected, thinking that he had worked so hard to practice Taoism in Guiyuan Temple, but in the end he ended up miserable at the hands of a little yellow-haired girl.

The river water around him was a bit cold, Yi Tianxing sealed his mouth and nose, used the skills he learned in the county town before, and used his skin to absorb the air in the water. The cool air gradually came, and he secretly performed the three sitting meditation scriptures Several times to resolve the previous injury, and then managed to stand up unsteadily at the bottom of the river, stepping on the mud with bare feet, resisting the oncoming water waves with great difficulty.

He didn’t know where to go.

Although I felt that the woman named Qin Zi didn’t want to kill her. But thinking of the identity of the other party, Yi Tianxing smiled wryly.

“Perhaps if she catches her again, she will be treated as a monster and taken to the mountain to guard the gate of that shit Jixiangtian. Even if she has a good conscience to intercede for me, but a low-level monk like her doesn’t have much weight in talking inside the gate. “Thinking of this, Yi Tianxing decided to hide temporarily, at least to see the wind.

He looked up from the bottom of the water, and found that the sky was getting darker. Only then did he realize that it was too late. He estimated that it would be extremely difficult for people on the shore to find the traces under the water, so he decided to start his own escape.

The bottom of the river is dark, even if Yi Tianxing has sharp eyes, he can’t see too far away. He had no choice but to follow the direction of the water potential, vaguely judge the trend of the river, and then imitate the expert in a martial arts novel, use his strength to lift a big rock from the river bottom mud to stabilize his center of gravity, and then step by step Stepping on the mud, facing the clear water, sinking at the bottom of the river and moving forward

Yi Tianxing had a superior self-esteem since he was a child. Although he regarded himself as a demon at that time, he never thought that he would be punished so badly by others, so when he was angry in the county, he could transform into an arrogant boy. When facing the old grandfather who is the leader of the underworld, he can talk and laugh freely. And all of this is actually based on his almost perverted confidence in himself. But today, a little girl named Qin Zi shattered his self-confidence. So he walked on the bottom of the river in despair with a big stone in his arms.No matter the direction, no matter the time, it just startled the shrimp soldiers and crab generals at the bottom of the river who hadn’t been disturbed for many years.

It wasn’t until there was no more light on the river that he bowed his head bouldering and walking through the water before he felt a little relieved and returned to normal. Then he recited the Heart Sutra silently and observed himself, but was a little surprised to find that the injuries in his body seemed to be much better, and the silent Huo Yuan that had been shaken by Qin Zi’s enchantment before gradually came alive, cheering and jumping in his body, thinking To make up for a large area of ​​ink between my chest and abdomen.

He was a little confused. Suddenly a dark wave came over and hit his face, which woke him up.

Isn’t this an environment similar to Qin Zi’s strange Taoist secret method?

In the face of setbacks, different people will choose different coping methods. Some people may give up. Some people may be angry, and then revenge.

And Yi Tianxing is not either of these two kinds of people.

He was just a little unconvinced, and then a little scared, so he wanted to figure out what was going on, and then make himself stronger, not for revenge, but for the next time he would not have the opportunity to suffer.

He is a monk, but above all a secularist, half a cynic.

Since he had an idea at this time and touched the edge of the practice barrier, he certainly refused to let go of the good opportunity of practice. So he didn’t go ashore, and simply threw the stone beside him, shaking up a puddle of muddy water, and then sat cross-legged on the stone, with his hands on his knees, his eyes slightly closed, his tongue against his jaw, and his thumb and middle finger Seemingly touching but not touching, it formed in the opposite direction, with the handprint of the lotus boy, and followed the gently swaying water waves to meditate at the bottom of the river.

“If you think about it, don’t make it outside your mind”

When he was trapped in Qinziqinglanxian’s secret realm on the shore, he knew that the thought method in the Three Flavors of Zen Meditation resounded in the sea, but at that time, due to a very funny reason, he passed him by.

At this time, he sat quietly at the bottom of the dark river with no light, feeling the water flow on the surface, feeling the ubiquitous, extremely subtle pressure around his body, feeling that although the power of this secret method from Qin Zi’s Taoism was quite different, the realm was different. In an extremely god-like environment, the mind is calm and clear, and all kinds of methods are like flowing water slowly flowing through the sea of ​​consciousness, and the methods of thinking that have not been penetrated all the time are constantly praying repeatedly.

The vermilion fire in his body also seemed to feel his joy, and began to flow gently and slowly, gradually enveloping the blackness in his body.

“The body and mind are free, and there is no hindrance. It is the multitude of people who know each other. The mind pervades the ten directions. Seeing the emptiness in the ten directions is like observing the leaves in your hands.”

Yi Tianxing couldn’t recite at the mouth of the river, but he could understand it in his heart.

The Shurangama Sutra slowly floated across my heart.

The vermilion fire in the body gradually changed its shape, no longer rushing through the body with the posture of attacking the forest, but slowly infected every place it touched like a breeze.

Just like Yi Tianxing enlightened Tao in the small pond next to the small black house in Gaoyang County. At this time, his body gradually emitted golden-red flames, which spewed out and retracted from his exposed skin like snake letters, with such swiftness and luck that the river around him boiled from time to time.

But now the sky fire in his body seems to have its own spirituality, the light is no longer blindly domineering, but has a somewhat restrained superior feeling, and it retreats leisurely a few inches away from his body.

Therefore, although the young man at the bottom of the Heihei River was surrounded by strange flames, the flames that seemed to connect heaven and earth did not illuminate the entire river, but instead attracted a large group of curious fish swimming gently beside him. There were a few bold fish swimming only a few feet away from him, staring at the inch-high flames that sprang out of him from time to time with wide eyes, as if they were thinking, such a strange scene, what ‘s the truth

S: The book is about to be published, so the update speed must be slowed down. In the future, only two chapters can be updated every week, about 4,000 words, please forgive me. :