Daoist is the only one

Chapter 8 Copy of Yanyang Realm 1

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The lectures in the Taiji Hall were not much different from the last opening lecture. Yuchen sat on the front platform, explaining the truth calmly, and the disciples below sat cross-legged on the futons placed in rows, quietly listening.

Jian Hanshuang was sleeping.

Yuchen glanced at him and ignored him.

Sitting beside Jian Hanshuang was Zihe who was thrown over by Yuluo, staring at him resentfully.

Why can the junior brother sleep but not him?Every time he dozed off, Yuchen would snap his fingers and shoot a burst of energy to hit his forehead, making him unable to be lazy at all.It was only half an hour into the lecture, and he already had more than a dozen red marks on his forehead.

But he didn't know that Jian Hanshuang was not purely sleeping. Since the beginning of practice, Jian Hanshuang would always fall into samadhi unconsciously every time he fell asleep, and he was still practicing in his sleep.Next to my ear is Yuchen's cold voice like jade beads, clear and far away, every word is engraved in the bottom of my heart, although I can't fully understand it, but the true meaning of heaven and earth can be felt with me, and it is not unrewarding.

"That's the end of today's lecture." Yuchen took a sip of the tea on the table beside him, "It's all gone."

Zihe pushed Jian Hanshuang: "get out of class is over! Junior brother! Still sleeping!"

Yuchen frowned slightly, seeing that Jian Hanshuang hadn't woken up, he let go, got up and walked over, and glanced at Zihe.

Zihe couldn't help but shivered, and hurriedly ran away shouting haha, Senior Brother Yuchen is still so scary...

Seeing that Jian Hanshuang was in a deep sleep, Yuchen bent down and picked him up horizontally, and walked towards the side hall of Taiji Hall.There is a soft couch inside, which is convenient for the disciples who are guarding in shifts to rest, and now it is cheaper for Jian Hanshuang.

"Hmm..." Jian Hanshuang got enough sleep and made up for the sleep he missed when he woke up early. Seeing Yu Chen sitting beside him protecting the law, he was a little moved.

"Senior brother." Jian Hanshuang looked at him sincerely.

Yuchen opened his eyes and looked at him: "Huh?"

"You really are in love with me! Treat me so well!"

Yuchen suddenly felt a little itchy in his hands.

Jian Hanshuang rushed over with a happy face, and then saw that Yuchen had avoided it, so she had to say with a little regret: "Senior brother, why can't you take a joke so much?"

Yuchen paused, and patted his shoulder: "Come practice swords with me."

"Ah? Okay." Jian Hanshuang followed out with a saber in her head in a daze.

Jian Hanshuang was picked up before six o'clock in the morning. After two hours of meditation, two hours of light work and two hours of lectures, she thought she could finally go to dinner, but was fed a bigu by Yuchen Dan, and drilled hard all afternoon.He didn't even have dinner, another bigu pill was stuffed in, and he continued to be beaten.

Until the climax of the moon, Jian Hanshuang was finally let go by Yuchen.

Although there are senior brothers feeding the "rice" with their own hands throughout the day, being beaten is not my hobby, so it's better to do it less often in the future.

Jian Hanshuang watched the bruises that fell all over her body gradually fade away, and felt resentful in her heart. Even if the senior brother fed him the elixir to make all the bruises on his body, it still couldn't cover up the fact that that guy played him like a sandbag for a long time!

When Jian Hanshuang walked back to the top of Weixu Peak, the moon began to set towards the west.

I thought everyone should be asleep, but I was surprised to see Hun Lingxiang sitting happily on the steps in front of the Weixu Hall, holding Buddhist beads and chanting Buddhist scriptures with closed eyes.

"Master." Jian Hanshuang looked at this kind of Soul Lingxiang, and suddenly didn't dare to be fooled in the usual way, just like seeing the most majestic elder, she couldn't help being in awe, and saluted seriously .

"What's the matter?" Hun Lingxiang didn't put down the beads, but opened his eyes and looked over.

This is the first time Jian Hanshuang has seen Hun Lingxiang like this. He has heard of the deeds of Hun Lingxiang from many people-he cultivated the Taixu Sword Intent of Chunyuan Palace to great success at a young age, and then sealed it by himself As a cultivator, he entered a Buddhist and Taoist Boyun Temple in a certain big world, devoted himself to practicing Buddhism, and strived to achieve the unity of Buddhism and Taoism mentioned in the scriptures and historical books.

And she did succeed.

However, Chitose is already a master of Buddhism and Taoism, and his strength has already reached the state of half-step ascension, and he can become a fairy at any time.

I have heard a lot about my master being a female monk, but this is the first time I have seen it with my own eyes.

Hun Lingxiang, who had changed into a Taoist robe, was only wearing a plain coat, her black hair was not tied, and she was sitting in a casual posture, but it made people feel solemn and kind.

When Hun Lingxiang was wearing Taoist robes, his temperament was sharp and free, like a half-unsheathed sword, which could strike someone fatally at any time, and put down his hatred and return to its sheath at any time to leave.

Jian Hanshuang had never seen her wearing a monk's robe, but she didn't need a monk's robe to show a very Buddhist spirit.

Only at this time, this woman seemed a little more reliable, not as bad as playing with her apprentice in ordinary times.

"Why did Master go to cultivate Buddhism?" Jian Hanshuang sat down beside her, suddenly very curious about this question.

The official statement is to pursue "the unity of Buddhism and Taoism", but Jian Hanshuang does not think that Hun Lingxiang is such a highly enlightened person.

Hun Lingxiang smiled slightly, condensed the sword intent with his fingertips, and slowly carved two words "Bo Xin" on the bluestone ground.

Jian Hanshuang looked at her strangely.

"This is my Dharma name." Hun Lingxiang raised his hand and put his wind-blown hair back behind his ears, "Bodhicitta, do you understand?"

Jian Hanshuang shook his head, how could he understand such Buddhist allusions.

"It's not a Buddhist gatha. There are legends about Bodhi, which sees all things in the world and experiences all over the world. However, thousands of years have passed, and the bodhi mind is still clear and clear, unmoved by external objects. My Buddha gave me the name Bodhisattva. It's a pity that I haven't changed my original intention after practicing for thousands of years."

"What is Master's original intention?" Jian Hanshuang became a little interested.

"My original intention...Of course it is..."

Jian Hanshuang listened attentively.

"Wei, I, Du, Zun." Hun Lingxiang raised his lips and smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were full of spirits, "I don't respect etiquette, I don't abide by the code of law; there is nowhere to go in the world, and there is nothing I can't do when I am in the world; in the dirty red dust, My heart is on the top of Huawaitian. I don’t need any rules to bind me, and the rules of my life are up to me.”

Jian Hanshuang was slightly stunned.

I never thought that Hun Lingxiang would be deviant to such an extent. It's really... very appetizing.

When you come to this strange world, why do you need to follow the rules and live for the rest of your life?Since there is an opportunity that was picked up for nothing, he might as well live it to the fullest, even if he is smashed to pieces by the rules of the world, then he has earned it!

Jian Hanshuang suddenly felt that this master was worthy of worship, and besides her, it was difficult to find another person who could make her wish to be free and free.

No matter how strong you are, if you live within the rules set by others, you will still feel constrained after all. It is better to break the rules and make your own. This is the real freedom.

What you want in this life is to be unconstrained in your heart, and then you can be unconstrained in the world.

Seeing such a side of Hun Lingxiang, Jian Hanshuang finally recognized this master in her heart at this moment.

"Then Master did it?" It is worthy of his respect to call someone who has unconsciously become more respectful and dares to go against the world or even go against the way of heaven.

It can be regarded as longing for the existence of Soul Lingxiang, she is his goal, but he is still far away from this goal, but she seems to have reached it.

"What do you think?" Hun Lingxiang looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Jian Hanshuang was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed, he figured it out.

"I just found out that my vision is narrow today." Jian Hanshuang sincerely thanked Hun Lingxiang, "If you want to climb higher and farther, you should have the whole world in your heart instead of sticking to one point in front of you. Master, you are mine Light."

Cultivators shouldn't spend all their time making small fuss, if they're going to make a fuss, make it bigger, so that they don't live a lifetime in vain.

"Just do what you want." Hun Lingxiang put away the beads and got up and returned to the hall, "Chunyuan Palace will always be your backing." She is also looking forward to this little apprentice who can toss Yanyang Realm and even other big worlds into success. what kind.

Maybe outsiders are right, the direct disciples of Chunyuan Palace are all lunatics, and the Weixu lineage is the craziest.

Jian Hanshuang was slightly taken aback when she heard the words, and was greatly touched, and then...

"Wait! Master, you haven't said why you want to practice Buddhism!" Jian Hanshuang hurriedly chased after her.

The door of Weixu Hall slammed shut, almost hitting Jian Hanshuang's nose.

Jian Hanshuang took a step back, rubbed her nose and muttered: "The reason must not be too lofty, she was too embarrassed to answer and changed the subject."

While complaining, he walked into his room, it was almost early morning, if he didn't sleep, he wouldn't have to sleep.

In his sleep, he was not very stable, and he was haunted by nightmares, which made him physically and mentally exhausted.

The words of soul listening to incense in the evening left a deep mark on his heart. However, although Jian Hanshuang's three views and integrity were shattered into scum, he grew up in a peaceful age after all, and there are still many things in his heart that are completely unsuitable for this cruelty. Persistence in the realm of comprehension.For example, don't kill people.

The realm of comprehension is not peaceful, and many people lose their lives every day and every place.Cultivators go against the sky. Once they reach the foundation building stage, they will no longer have the chance to be reincarnated. Unless they condense into the Nascent Soul stage at the Nascent Soul stage and have a chance to seize the body, otherwise the body will die and the soul will perish. No such person.

The avenue walks alone, but the avenue walking alone is too lonely.In Jian Hanshuang's heart, he has never been the only one who is superior to himself. What he wants is to be detached from the shackles with the people he cares about, and be free and alone.Therefore, he won't really care about how the people he cares about cheat him, but if outsiders dare to commit the slightest crime, he will definitely repay it ten times and a hundred times.

These are all things to say later, and Jian Hanshuang, who is in her dream now, can only passively watch all kinds of battles take place, people of all colors die, and someone abandons his wife and kills his family and teachers in order to seek the way. Let yourself kill the enemy uncontrollably.

Then Jian Hanshuang realized that this fucking dream must be caused by Hun Lingxiang.

Isn't it just to kill a few enemies!Grandpa is not so hypocritical!You don't even need to create a dream to force the master to kill someone!

Angrily, Jian Hanshuang slashed at the enemies who rushed over with his sword, and took them as Hun Lingxiang and uttered a bad breath.

However, someone forgot the embarrassment of being sour in his stomach when he was forced to kill the first one. If he hadn't become numb in the dream, how could he have the current ideological awareness.

Finally struggling to wake up from the dream, Jian Hanshuang broke through the door vigorously, intending to settle accounts with Hun Lingxiang.