All Heavens Start with Lu Xiaofeng

Dazhu Peak, the back mountain.

Tian Linger wore this fiery red dress, which was light and soft, and stood pretty in the depths of the bamboo forest, as if a red cloud floated down from the sky, and seemed to be blown away by the wind at any moment.

She lowered her head, and there seemed to be glances in her eyes, with a faint brilliance, she looked much more mature than usual.

The mountain wind was gentle, passing by her side, and it seemed to become gentle, gently brushing her skirt and hair, against the snow-like skin.

"Linger."

A clear voice suddenly came to mind, but it was a young monk who came slowly.

Tian Linger raised her head at once, her delicate face showed joy: "You are here."

When she saw that handsome face and gentle smile, the girl couldn't help lowering her head again, a thin layer of blush appeared on her face, her eyelids were covered by long eyelashes, and her white jade-like teeth bit her cherry-like lips. Red lips, but not too hard to bite.

"I'm sorry, something has delayed you for a while, did it keep you waiting?" The monk in white walked up to Tian Ling'er and said softly.

Tian Ling'er was tender and angry in her heart, but for some reason, when she saw this figure, she disappeared without a trace, and said softly: "Fortunately, I didn't wait long." She fiddled with the front of her clothes, as if she felt that the pair of hands I have nothing to do, so I have to find something to do: "What did you ask me to do here?"

"I owe you a song, and I'm here to return it today, but unfortunately the qin has been broken and I can't use it to express my heart." The monk in white sighed, and then smiled: "Fortunately, there are musical instruments on the Big Bamboo Peak."

Tian Linger wondered, "Does Dazhufeng have any musical instruments?"

"Naturally there is."

After finishing speaking, the monk in white took off a bamboo leaf and put it lightly on his lips, and a melodious voice sounded immediately.

Tian Linger closed her eyes, her expression became more gentle, and she listened quietly.

Under the moonlight, the monk in white, the girl in red, and the thin bamboo in the breeze seemed to form a perfect and harmonious picture.

After a song, the two started chatting, just like before.

Probably because she knew that the monk in white would leave Qingyunmen tomorrow, the girl chattered all the time, but her expression was slightly gloomy.When the two were about to say goodbye, the girl's face was slightly rosy, and she bit her lips, as if she had made a lot of determination. Then she stepped on her feet, kissed the monk's face with her ruddy lips, and sprinkled a string of silver. After laughing like a bell, Yu picked up the magic weapon and left.

……

The next day.

On the forest path.

The white-clothed monk walked side by side with the old monk and walked down the mountain.

The monk in white recalled last night, and couldn't help reaching out to caress his cheek.Even now, my heart is still beating.

He rarely heard the sound of his own heartbeat.

I almost never felt that throbbing.

In the memories of the past, there are also wine and beauties, but they are fleeting and blurred.

Maybe he once hugged left and right, and had countless beauties, but now he is a real young man.

"Amitabha." The monk in white chanted the Buddha's name in his heart, suppressing all kinds of thoughts.Since you are already a monk, you have cut off three thousand threads of troubles, so why bother to be contaminated with debts of love in the world.

He turned his gaze to the monk Puzhi next to him, and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Puzhi, did you gain anything from this trip to Qingyun Mountain?"

Puzhi shook his head and sighed: "Taoist techniques are mysterious and miraculous, especially the Divine Sword and Thunder Control Technique, which can even use the divine power of the heavens. If you can verify each other with my Buddhist school, learn from each other's strengths and make up for your weaknesses. It will definitely break through the mystery of life and death. It's a pity Although Reverend Daoxuan's cultivation is far superior to mine, he has always been just like my three senior brothers, obsessed with sect views, unable to let go of his status, alas."

The white-clothed monk said: "You laughed Daoist Xuan and the three senior brothers were obsessed with sect views, but senior Puzhi, why are you not obsessed with the idea of ​​longevity?"

Puzhi froze, and sighed: "That's the case, but this is my lifelong attachment, how can I let it go."

As a divine monk of Tianyin Temple, he is admired by the world and is extremely honored, but for him, his lifelong dedication is a broken mystery of life and death, unraveling the mystery of life and death.But as early as 50 years ago, he had already realized that no matter how diligently he practiced the Dharma, he could only enhance his skills and cultivation, but could not solve the mystery of longevity.

Throughout the ages, those talented and talented arrogances have all turned into a handful of loess, what a pity?

He pondered hard, the three religions of Buddhism, Demonism and Dao are prevalent in the world, if only the Buddhist exercises are not enough to detect life and death, then how about adding the other two?Of course, the evil cult is cruel and immoral, and it has withdrawn from the Central Plains in recent years without considering it.It's just that he didn't expect that no matter the three senior brothers of his family or the Daoxuan head of Qingyun sect, they all thought it was heresy, and after all, they failed to merge Buddhism and Taoism, and break through life and death.

In today's world, perhaps the only person who can understand him is this little junior, but he also thinks that he is too obsessed.

Why didn't he understand, but decades of obsession could not be let go, instead it became more and more serious.

The wonderful monk in white was silent for a moment, and said: "Senior brother, in fact, during this time in Qingyunmen, I discovered a secret, which may be related to your longevity."

Pu Zhidun was interested, and said: "Junior Brother, please tell me."

The white-clothed monk seemed to have made a very difficult decision, and then slowly spit out seven words: "The three religions are originally one family."

"what?!"

Rao Puzhi was well-informed, but his body still shook, and he suddenly looked at the monk in white: "Puzhen, do you know what you are talking about?"

"Naturally know."

Now that the secret has been revealed, Yu Liancheng no longer hides it, and his expression is slightly dignified: "I have browsed through Qingyunmen's collection of books these days. Although I haven't seen the legendary Taiji Xuanqingdao, I have also glimpsed it from some books. Taoist cultivation method."

"Taoism introduces the aura of the heavens and the earth into the body, and moves around the sky. It is completely opposite to my method of realizing the self-nature and cutting off the external things. But after careful consideration, they complement each other, different branches and the same root."

Puzhi's face showed a thoughtful look, this matter is of great importance, with the temperament of his junior, he would not lie.

And with the talent of the younger brother, it doesn't seem difficult to understand the Taoist cultivation method.For a while, I was extremely excited, but then I frowned again: "Even if Buddhism and Taoism have the same origin, neither Tianyin Temple nor Qingyunmen have any records about the demon sect's skills, how can you be sure that the three religions are one family?" ?”

Hearing Puzhi's words, several blurred images flashed through the mind of the monk in white.

It was a collapsed cave.

A mother and daughter were trapped in the cave.

And in the cave, there is also a demon sect technique hidden in it, which was obtained by his predecessor.Although he can only remember a few words now, he vaguely feels that the two teachings of Buddhism and Taoism are interrelated and complement each other.

It's just that Pu Zhi wouldn't believe it if he said it.

Puzhi saw Yu Liancheng's difficulties, and didn't continue to ask, but said with a smile: "If it is true that the three religions belong to one family, I don't know how the three religions can be combined into one, and they can really solve the mystery of longevity. , why there is a difference in sects, fighting and killing all day long, suffering the monks all over the world, and suffering all living beings."

Yu Liancheng also shook his head and said: "The view of the sect is hard to break, let alone the integration of the three religions."

……

late at night.

That night, the white-clothed monk and Master Puzhi rested in a ruined temple at the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

Boom!

There was a sound of thunder, black clouds rolled, and the wind and rain were about to come, with a chilling intent.

Puzhi's eyes opened abruptly, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.In the seedlings in the west, I don't know when there has been a black air, thick as ink, surging continuously.

Suddenly, the black air rolled up, circled up, and came straight towards the Caomiao.It was extremely fast, like a black lightning bolt, arriving in the blink of an eye.

Puzhi's eyes were so sharp, he saw a child trapped in the black air at a glance, and he had a relationship with this child before.

"How courageous, how dare you act presumptuously at the foot of Qingyun Mountain!" Puzhi's face darkened, and without hesitation, seeing how he was acting, his thin body suddenly rose from the ground and crashed into the cloud of black air, urging him to move. Dafan Prajna, the word '卍' is full of Buddha's light, sacred and majestic, solemn and dignified, and has the tendency of being inaccessible to a hundred ghosts.

The monk in white also opened his eyes, frowning slightly, feeling that the scene in front of him seemed familiar.

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