Sword from the Immortal Mountain

Chapter 43: Heartbeat

But the blue sedan was traveling through the vast night, like a lone boat sailing on the sea.

At this hour, whether in the wild or on the official roads, there were few people.

Even if someone passes by, they will quickly avoid it when they see the strange scene of the paper sedan bearers not touching the ground.

There was night fog and the sedan chair stopped. The nun got off the sedan chair and stood solemnly with her hands hanging down.

The light inside the white lantern hanging in front of the sedan suddenly turned and formed an eye shape, shining brightly.

The nun bowed to the light and said, "Aning greets the master."

The master of Yunshan Temple showed his thoughts, and asked in an old voice: "Aning, you have seen him, how do you visualize him?"

The nun Aning thought for a while before answering, "When I first saw him, I thought he was just a scholar, with not much energy and blood, and no radiance on his body; but after a closer look, I found that he had a different temperament, was calm and composed, and was extremely confident. Especially the essence in his abdomen, pure and bright. When I saw him, my heart was moved."

She spoke slowly and without the slightest embarrassment on her face. Compared to the so-called "men and women of the underworld, who are not fussy about trivial matters", she was more generous and natural.

This is because of the practice of Taoism, which includes the art of integrating yin and yang, and has a unique view on matters between men and women, which has gone beyond the secular etiquette.

The master of Yunshan Temple sighed and said, "It seems that I shouldn't have let you go. You are so moved that you don't know whether it will bring you good or bad luck."

Aning lowered her eyes and said, "Just let it be."

"Well, it's a good thing that you have this mentality."

"Master, you said he was a hermit with unrivaled swordsmanship. But I didn't see that."

The temple master sighed, "When I first met him, I was also deceived by his appearance and fell flat on my face."

Aning wondered: "That doesn't make sense. The Qi, blood and Dharma light are revealed externally. With Master's level of Taoism, how could he not notice it?"

The master of the temple explained: "Qi, blood, and Dharma light are just on the surface, but the spirit, soul, and mind are hidden in the Niwan Palace. They are profound and unfathomable, and they are the root."

Aning was surprised: "But if the Qi and blood are not strong and the Dharma light is not bright, how can I obtain the spirit and mind?"

The temple master pondered and said, "This is exactly what I am puzzled about. Besides, the Taoist boy has also inquired about this boy's origins and has no doubts."

At this point, he paused, then continued slowly: "After much thought, I came to the conclusion that he is either possessed by another body or a reincarnated immortal. The latter is the most likely possibility."

Aning's eyes flickered: "Are there still real immortals in this world?"

The light in the lantern flickered, as if yearning for it: "This world is vast and boundless, far beyond imagination. There are fairy mountains in the sky, fairy islands in the sea, and naturally there are fairies. It's just that we don't know how high the fairy mountains are, and how far away the fairy islands are, so you and I have no way of contacting them, and we only think they are myths and legends."

Listening to the master's description, Aning couldn't help but reveal a look of longing.

But soon, she felt a chill in her heart and realized that she had some false thoughts. She quickly restrained her thoughts and her eyes immediately became clear again.

The master of Yunshan Temple continued, "Before, I also thought that immortals were just legends and immortality was just an illusion. But last time, when I fought him, the swordsmanship he displayed was exactly the same as the legendary immortals. Then I realized that my previous thoughts were just because I was ignorant and a frog in a well."

Aning joked, "Compared to Aning, it turns out that Master is more moved."

The temple master laughed and said, "The immortal way is transcendental, and one can live forever. Who wouldn't be tempted? Even the emperor would be willing to give up his kingdom in exchange for it."

Aning asked: "Then what should we do?"

The master of the temple pondered for a moment and said, "Master, what I just asked is your opinion of him. What about his opinion of you?"

Ah Ning laughed at himself and said, "He just glanced at me and treated me like a worn-out clog. Oh, no, maybe not even that, he just completely ignored me."

"As expected. When the spirit and mind are extremely powerful, one can become a skeleton; or, as scholars say, 'those who are upright, intelligent, and determined can become gods.' In a nutshell: pure thoughts. This is the root of his ability to write talismans." The master sighed and said, "When dealing with such a person, any scheming and thinking are redundant and useless, and only add to the laughter. Alas, your master specially asked you to deliver something, but you ended up in a bad way."

Ah Ning suddenly smiled, like a flower blooming in spring: "Master, next time you have something to do, you have to let me come."

"As long as you are willing... Now that I am here in a hurry, it seems even worse. 'Let it be' is easier said than done. Forget it, go back."

The lights turned on and returned to normal.

Aning sat back in the sedan chair, which was carried away by paper sedan bearers.

……

"Huh, it's almost done."

In the room, Chen Jin looked haggard, as if he had stayed up all night for a long time.

In order to refine the Kuixing Wenhuo Lamp, he really put a lot of effort and spent ten days on it.

During this period, he announced to the outside world that he would study hard behind closed doors and would not see any outsiders.

During this period, Uncle Chen Abu never came to disturb him. In his mind, his nephew's preparation for the college entrance examination was a top priority and he must not be affected by it.

Of course, it is also because he knows that times have changed. Chen Jin now has independent abilities and can support himself without the need for others to worry about him.

In this way, as relatives, we can rest assured.

This time, the refining of the weapon is called "refining", but in fact it is more appropriate to describe it as "repairing".

This is because the real refining equipment is cast with materials; but the current lamp has already been formed and has a very good foundation.

What Chen Jin needs to do is to make minor repairs and modifications to it, so as to develop the literary charm contained therein.

This is the limit of what he can do at the moment.

If you want to refine a weapon in all aspects, even if you have the method, skills and materials, you cannot start the furnace if you lack the support of factors such as earth, wind, water, fire, etc.

Chen Jin is not a Daluo Jinxian, so naturally he cannot rub magic weapons with his hands.

That's an exaggeration.

After repairs and renovations, the Kuixing Wenhuo Lamp now looks brand new and is placed on the table.

The shape is ancient, the lines are smooth, the whole body is covered with patina, and a sense of French charm is faintly revealed.

Looking at the shape of the weapon and immersing your mind in it, you can feel that what Kuixing is kicking is not the "fighting ball" but the distracting thoughts and delusions in your heart.

After kicking it away, you will naturally be able to calm your mind and feel refreshed. Whether you are reading or writing, you can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Compared with the so-called "Toad God" invited by Chen Liang's family, this lamp can be regarded as the real "Wenyun Family God".

However, most people who go to pray to gods and Buddhas hope for fame and fortune, or to gain something without any effort, which is best.

It cannot be said that such thoughts are wrong, but if you think too much about them, it is easy to fall into fantasies and delusions, and ultimately achieve nothing, or even go astray.

Having said that, the main purpose of Chen Jin going to so much trouble to refine this lamp was to use it to nourish his spirit and mind; reading and writing were secondary.

(End of this chapter)