Immortality: Starting from meeting the fox girl

Chapter 114: Accept the mustard seeds from hundreds of rivers and gain the world in your sleeves

Lu Chenran held the clothes on the ground in his arms and did not return to the room. Instead, he sat in the boat.

This morning I went hiking to look for immortals and walked to many places along the Cangjiang River, but in the end I found nothing.

It was already the second day of the twelfth lunar month, and since I arrived in Jinling, except for that day in the Qiufeng Zuilou, where I met the rather mysterious Ji Shui Taoist, I had not seen any magical sights.

"Could it be that Ji Shui Taoist is lying to me?"

Along the way, Lu Chenran had actually been vaguely aware of it. After all, asking for immortality was his first thought all the way from Hushan.

But Taoist Jishui did tell him that there were immortals on Buxian Mountain. Although his words were vague and vague, they were indeed true.

It's not like Lu Chenran has never thought that the immortal mentioned by Taoist Ji Shui is himself.

But this is too mysterious. Apart from using the golden book in his mind to cast spells, he has no Taoist cultivation himself.

In his eyes, immortals have great supernatural powers. They pick up the sun, moon and stars in their hands, drink water from Cangjiang River, and travel across the sea behind the curtain of parasol trees. However, he is just a soul from another world, and he has not even found the direction of the Taoist Fruit in his heart. .

Firefly sesame shone with a faint yellow luster.

In fact, when Lu Chenran first read the prologue of this sutra, he was really shocked by what was said in the book.

Lu Chenran just knew that a few numbers contained what was said in this book. It was compiled out of the helplessness of the person who wrote this book and the hesitation and bitterness of his own hopeless path.

Beside the boat, a two-foot-high waterfall rumbled with flowing water. The snow was falling and frost was white, like a winding green belt on white paper. In the silent thatched cottage, only the sound of falling water was clear and clear.

'Sorry! The great road is so vast that it can't be seen in a dream, that's all! '

As the name of this book suggests, it is a pure method of "dreaming".

Lu Chenran put the moth-wing bundle on his back in the cabin, and the water stains on his hair had not yet been wiped dry, and then he threw the gown casually towards the narrow wooden bed on the boat.

But finally I read the preface to this book:

If there is a gap in the road and the road ahead is blocked, it is natural that we cannot walk or pass.

The 'Tao of the Great Dream' recorded in this Taoist scripture is to follow the wrong path and the sword to take the wrong lead.

His mind wandered far and wide.

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Thinking like this, Lu Chenran was a little curious about what was said in the book. Anyway, he couldn't sleep. What would be the consequences if he used this sleep questioning technique on himself?

However, it is undeniable that the author of this Taoist scripture is definitely a strange person.

【With the moth wings of the world as a burden, no matter how many objects there are, they are as light as cicada wings. 】

The great road is the most pure, with all things in heaven and earth as a challenge, and the way of heaven is leveled out from a bowl of water.

The Tao of the Great Dream is unbelievable, but after all, it is impossible to escape the constraints of the Tao. Although you can enter the Tao through dreams, you can observe all things in the dream and get a glimpse of the Tao, but there is a huge flaw. As this scripture says, the Tao is vast, how can you Can it be created and observed in a dream?

Lu Chenran took a deep breath, and then the page about sleeping skills appeared in his mind, and then a drop of nectar condensed on his fingertips.

In Taoist terms, the three souls and seven souls are in a trance. At this time, evil spirits are most likely to invade.

This drop of nectar melted into his body.

But it's not bad either.

But looking at this Taoist scripture, the method of "dreaming" in it is very different from ordinary people's dreams, and it is strange and unpredictable.

"But why would Ji Shui Taoist lie?"

Then, Yue Fu looked at the scene in the cabin, and subconsciously licked the corners of his mouth, muttering in his heart:

"This guy is quite interesting."

Most people dream, but dreams are usually a kind of psychological fantasy that occurs when people are in a trance after falling asleep. According to old Chinese medicine, this is an unhealthy state.

The fox's paws stepped on the ground, leaving a series of plum blossom footprints.

This is a Taoist scripture called [Daomeng Changsheng].

Before I knew it, the boat had floated away from the shore.

Just when Lu Chenran closed his eyes and fell asleep, the boat swayed slightly, and then a big snow-colored mouse flew in.

He went to the pavilion just now, but he didn't know what he did and stayed there for so long.

Lu Chenran felt the page of the golden book in his mind that belonged to Moth Wing:

【Befriending Moth Wings: (49/50)】

The moonlight was particularly clear tonight. Lu Chenran let out a long breath, sat cross-legged in the boat, meditated with his eyes closed, and held his breath to pass the time of getting married.

What is important is to enter the Tao through dreams, observe all things in the world in the dream, appreciate the laws of the Tao, and be able to call the wind and rain, fly the sun and the moon, move mountains and fill the sea, and live forever in a dream.

Lu Chenran put the book aside and looked at the moonlight in the mirror outside the boat.

Whether it is Wang Yun's way of the heart, Hua Diluo's way of seeking the top, or Wu Dao's painting, the so-called knowledge and practice are all achieved step by step. This kind of sword walking Although the fast method of partial front can make a difference quickly, it will not achieve the Tao result after all.

But every time I close my eyes, what comes to my mind is the scene of my aunt bathing in the Cangjiang River.

How can this be done?

It was clear that my mind was clear enough after getting married along the way, but my aunt, the most obsessed existence in my heart, was already disturbing my mind.

Yue Fu, who had just eaten secretly, had her charming fox eyes shining with a lazy smile on her lips.

Doesn’t this just mean that you are just a human being?

Lu Chenran breathed a long sigh of relief, thought for a while, crossed his legs and found a comfortable position, then took out the classics and silently read the contents:

Lu Chenran's mind just sank in and fell into a deep sleep.

I have observed a lot of them in the past few days, and the words recorded in them are much more complicated and obscure than ordinary Taoist scriptures. It took Lu Chenran a while to get an overview of them.

'Why doesn't this brat wear any clothes? Who are you showing shirtless to? '

'Just took a shower? Why is your hair still wet? '

The moonlight kept looking at the man in front of him with his peripheral vision. The wet stains on his hair were like rain dripping on his shirtless body.

Under the moonlight, the marks of the muscles were particularly clear. Yue Fu's fox face inadvertently showed a blush. For some reason, her heart trembled, and the fox's little paws were clenched into half a ball.

His breathing was stagnant, and he seemed to realize that his vision was affected. His earlobes felt a little hot, and he subconsciously turned his cheek and stopped looking at it.

'Can people see this? '

'But it's not like I insist on seeing it. Well, no wonder Yisu likes this kid so much. He is indeed in good health. '

Yue Fu is not an innocent woman. Since she came here, she has been bored and read thousands of romance stories. She only knows a lot about the relationship between men and women.

After looking at it for a million times, he felt that there was no visual impact. He yawned, jumped on the wooden bed, and smelled randomly on Lu Chenran's clothes that he had taken off.

'Um? Why does this smell so familiar? '

Yue Fu looked at the clothes in front of him suspiciously, and then continued to pull at the clothes with his little paws.

Suddenly, a bright red bellyband slipped out from the package of the gown and landed lightly on the bed.

Yue Fu blinked hard to make sure that he was not dazzled. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Lu Chenran who was meditating. After seeing that Lu Chenran had not noticed him, he took the red gauze piece in his mouth.

There were traces of water on it, and it was embroidered with fine stitches using gold and silver threads. Yue Fu's pupils blinked hard, and thoughts kept appearing in Yue Fu's mind:

'Does this taste like vegetarian food? ' "ha?"

Immediately, the fox's mouth evoked a meaningful smile. Such an expression appeared on a fox's cheek, which was really scary.

' Bellyband? '

'Where did this bad boy steal it from? I didn't expect to have a ghostly appearance and such a little quirk. '

After thinking about it, Yue Fu stuffed the bellyband back into his clothes without leaving a trace, squatted in the corner of the bed, and stared at him meditating with an obedient expression.

A dim yellow light rose from the east, and the boat drifted unconsciously in the Cangjiang River for a long time.

Lu Chenran's mind was already empty, and he closed his eyes and fell into meditation.

Once the little trick of falling asleep was performed, Lu Chenran felt that his consciousness was getting blurry and blurred, as if he was falling into chaos.

Slowly, the muscles on his body completely relaxed, the breathing between his nose and mouth became lighter and lighter, and he gradually could no longer feel the weak airflow.

After about a stick of incense, Lu Chenran, who was in a state of confusion, felt a cool breath coming from between his eyebrows and the back of his head, and he suddenly became excited.

The next second, he immediately opened his eyes.

The look of those 'eyes' was clear, without any confusion or dementia.

Now he is in the consciousness of his soul. To be clear, he is in his own dream.

After opening his eyes, what he saw was a hazy white sky, and the surrounding area was like a heavy fog. There was no sky, no land, only a vast expanse of white.

"Is this the world in dreams?"

If you follow what is said in the book and ask questions in dreams, you can observe all things in the world in the dream, understand the laws of the great road, and be able to call the wind and rain, fly the sun and the moon, move mountains and fill the sea, and live forever in a dream.

What is the illusion?

He closed his eyes again for a while.

A bamboo chair took shape quickly like a portrait, appeared out of thin air, and landed in front of him.

This chair is no different from the chairs in the thatched cottage.

He closed his eyes again, and a square table slowly appeared in the void again, as if it was drawn by some invisible pen in the void, but the speed was slower than before.

Lu Chenran was watching dreams, imagining something in reality, and 'changing' it in his dreams.

It is indeed magical.

Next, he changed into a pot of tea and a cup.

Then, he sat on the chair, poured a cup of tea, and took a sip.

There is a feeling of tea entering the mouth, but it feels like drinking water. According to the Taoist scriptures, he can feel the tea entering the mouth because he is so familiar with this feeling that he can visualize it naturally.

Observing all things in the world and observing them from the smallest details will undoubtedly be beneficial to the tempering of the soul. Observing the smallest details is the Tao.

And for him to be able to do this in his dreams, to observe dreams and observe the subtleties of everything, was undoubtedly of great help to him.

After trying to visualize the objects in these thatched cottages, Lu Chenran's face moved, and he thought in his mind:

"This dream is too plain, let's try to dream something exciting."

He closed his eyes again.

His thoughts wandered around, wandering between this world and the earth.

Unknowingly, a river, a mountain, and a piece of land appeared in the dream.

Then, all living beings appeared.

Among the clouds in the dream, there are the stone monuments that stretch for miles, the tombs buried for hundreds of years, and the beautiful women with armor on their faces. After the smoke has fallen, they are riding horses and drinking in the most beautiful city, wandering southward alone, leaving behind In Shangjing.

A girl who looked like a porcelain doll sat silently at the table, folding the paper cranes in her hands and placing them in a jar beside her. Her pupils were full of happiness, and her fair cheeks were filled with anticipation.

There is a surging river, which stretches for thousands of miles. On the turbulent river, there is a small boat in the thousand-mile long gorge, going straight down the river. There are readers who are high-spirited and read to the point where they can understand clearly in the sound of apes on both sides of the bank. , looking up to the sky and roaring.

A majestic mountain stands tall. In the dilapidated ancient temple at the foot of the mountain, there is the Buddhist monk. On a miserable stormy night in the western border, he walks barefoot, begging for alms, and takes a boat. All the way to the east, he sings the name of the Buddha and strides towards Jinling with firm steps.

There was a poor scholar who went to Beijing to seek immortality. He met a human-skinned ghost who dyed the girl with thick red makeup while holding a pen and ink. The moment he left the Taoist temple, his temples were slightly frosted and he was full of regret.

A monk and scholar walked slowly at the foot of Bulham Mountain and met a group of unknown monks holding swords. The leader of the scholar took out a letter of paper from his arms. His lips were chapped and bleeding, and he read the text in the letter hoarsely. The golden light was shining brightly. Then, the dozens of inexplicable sword cultivators retreated.

This is Lu Chenran's dream, and it is also all living beings from his perspective.

It's just that the world in the dream is too vast, and he can't see everyone, nor can he observe everyone.

Outside, the night was thick with fog. Lu Chenran, who was sitting cross-legged on the boat and was in meditation, suddenly trembled.

Immediately afterwards, the muscles on his face trembled slightly, his weak breathing became thicker, and his eyes opened in time.

His eyes were a little blurry at first, and then became clear.

After suddenly withdrawing from the dream, Lu Chenran felt a slight tingling in his head.

He was stunned for a moment and muttered:

"This world is too real."

"For a while, I couldn't tell which one was real and which one was fake. If I continue to do this, I'm afraid I'll get confused."

He laughed at himself somewhat jokingly.

But his eyes shone brightly in the darkness.

This scene of meditating on all things in a dream and condensing my soul is really shocking.

Three hours passed quickly.

The sky was dim and there was another heavy fog.

It seemed to be thicker than the day before, and only two or three steps could be seen.

Above the Cangjiang River, in the heavy fog at night, clouds of fog rolled into Lu Chenran's mouth and nose, like rolling backwards.

After a moment, two more puffs of white air came out of his mouth and nose, and the cycle started over and over again like a dragon.

The next moment, in the page of the golden book that belongs to Moyi burden alone, there is writing slowly emerging:

[Being connected with the moth wing bag, absorbing the mustard seeds hidden in hundreds of rivers, and gaining the skill of the universe in one's sleeves]

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'What's in the sleeve? '

Lu Chenran's heart suddenly moved.

Finally, I got what I wanted.

(End of this chapter)