Chapter 6 Windy

The years are in a hurry, and three years are spent quietly unconsciously.

From spring to autumn, the red maples fly like a picture.

On the top of the mountain, strange stones, a thousand-year-old maple tree is tangled, pointing straight to the sky, standing alone on the top of the mountain, allowing thousands of years of wind and clouds to change, not wither, immortal, vicissitudes!

Bai Lang sat under the ancient tree, like an old monk, calming. His fingers curved slightly and formed a wonderful Buddhist fingerprint.

Above the head, the green water is suspended above the head, emitting layers of light green light, like blue waves, slowly integrating into the white body.

"The relith is the empty phase of all laws, which is not born and immortal, not dirty or clean, and does not increase or decrease..."

Buddha's truth flowed in his heart, his eyes were closed, his face was withered like wood, and there was no trace of blood. His body is almost petrified, like a rock and dead tree, not shocked by wind and rain, as if he had been silent here for tens of millions of years!

The ground is surrounded by layers of red leaves, moving with the wind and spinning in the sky, almost drowning the white. However, the tens of millions of red leaves flew to the front foot of Bai Lang's body, but it seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier and was no longer able to move forward and fly to him.

The remnant sun is lonely, dyed red in the sky, and shed a desolate afterglow. One person and one tree, the peak of the mountain, facing the brilliant sunset, in the evening wind, it seems to last forever.

At one moment, Bai Lang opened his eyes and looked at the sunset at the foot of the mountain. The golden light in his eyes flashed and roared, like a low twilight drum being knocked, thick, far-reaching and far away.

The water above his head was clear and bright, whistling and spinning, and the faint strange fragrance drifted away with the water-like brilliance, and suddenly disappeared.

The red leaves around suddenly exploded, and an unparalleled force burst out and swept around. The sound of the wind was disordered, and the ancient maple shook, making a sound of qi. The clear and farther away, it was like playing the guqin.

After a long time, the wind gradually calmed down. Bai Lang stood up and stretched comfortably, and the golden light in his eyes slowly disappeared.

Although his clothes are still simple, there is a faint smell all over his body at this moment. His eyes are deep, like fog like the sea, which makes people unable to see it.

The roared, and Bai Lang's right fist was as bright as a fog, surrounding the circulation. He waved his fist, and the light flashed like a rainbow. A thousand pounds of boulder in front of him burst open, which was powerful and shocking.

"Is this the power of Taoism?" Bai Lang was also shocked by the power of his punch and couldn't help muttering to himself, "How can mortals have such magical power?" This feeling full of power made Bai Lang feel that his blood was about to boil.

Suddenly, he stood up, suddenly smiled faintly, stretched out his right hand, and a red maple leaf slowly fell and fell on the palm of his hand. The leaf veins are scattered, the texture is clear, with a faint thin green, which is beautiful and shocking in a fiery red.

The center of the palm-sized maple leaf is hollowed out and engraved with the word ' monk'. The handwriting is beautiful and beautiful. When Bai Lang saw it, he couldn't help laughing. He looked up and said with a smile, "Girl, don't come down yet!"

Only a giggle was heard, and the branches and leaves on the ancient tree above her head sounded. A small and beautiful figure fell down. She was dressed in red, like a red cloud falling from the sky.

"Little Monk!" It was Bai Yun who fell. She made a grimace to Bai Lang and stuck out her tongue and smiled.

Bai Lang was dumbfounded and knocked a shiver on Bai Yun's head and said, "You're ashamed to say that my father told you not to climb trees again?"

Because Bai Lang has been meditating for many years, Bai Yun often used 'monks' to make fun of him. At the beginning, Bai Lang's forehead was sweating and depressed every time he listened to it. Later, after a long time, he actually heard it numbly and acquiesced to such a speechless nickname.

Bai Yunqiao smiled and said, "Brother, I didn't climb the tree today. I flew up!"

Bai Lang was stunned at first. Looking at the undisguised pride on his sister's face, he was immediately surprised and said, "Xiao Yun, you have been making rapid progress in Taoism recently!"

This ancient maple is more than ten feet high, and it is not easy to climb up in the air. Bai Lang is also very happy to see the proud look on Bai Yun's face.

He did not hide everything that happened to his family and passed on his skills to them, but Bai Lang's parents' qualifications are limited. These three years of cultivation have only had some effects of nourishing the body. However, Bai Yun is quite talented in his cultivation, but she is active and can't stand to practice hard. Although she is also rewarding, Compared with Bai Lang, it is far worse.

Suddenly, a grunt sounded. Bai Yun was stunned when he heard the sound, and then couldn't help holding his stomach and laughing. Bai Lang blushed slightly, touched his stomach, and looked embarrassed: "Well, didn't you eat in the morning? Why are you hungry again?"

Bai Yun finally stopped laughing and said speechlessly, "Morning?! Brother, do you know how many days you have been sitting on the mountain?

Bai Lang was stunned for a moment and asked, "How many days?"

"seven days! You have been sitting for seven days!" Bai Yun frowned and pretended to be angry and said with his fingers.

Bai Lang exclaimed, which was also a little incredible. Since his practice, he has occasionally entered an ethereal state. According to the scriptures, this is the meditation of Buddhism. At that time, his heart was exquisite and clear without dust, which is of great benefit to practice and can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

But most of this state of ethereal meditation can be encountered and is not sought, and it is very easy to be broken. Generally speaking, in a short flash, a day or two long, it will wake up and escape. If you want to fall into the ethereal realm like a mirror and moon like Bai Lang, you will wake up leisurely in seven days. I'm afraid only have extremely profound cultivation. Only monks can do it!

This is an opportunity, which can be met but not sought, and Bai Lang will not let it pass.

The sunset gradually faded, the dusk was blue, and the wind on the mountain became strong.

After all, Bai Yun is a girl. She is thinner. The strong mountain wind blows and her body is slightly cool. She can't help shivering. Bai Lang saw it and thought that he only cared about practice every day. These days, he turned out to neglect his sister. Looking at her delicate face slightly pale in the evening wind, his heart was regretful and pity for a moment. He quickly took off his short shirt and put it on Bai Yun and said softly, "Xiao Yun, you go back first so that your father and mother won't be at home. I'm in a hurry."

Bai Yun nodded obediently and said, "Brother, won't you go back with me?"

Bai Lang was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he had not been back for a long time. He raised his head, and at the foot of the mountain, the cooking smoke gradually rose, and the willow smoke was shrouded in peace. In a trance, the peace and warmth seemed to be a little strange!

This idea flashed through Bai Lang's mind, like a wisp of light smoke around his heart, making the originally carefree teenager slightly confused.

Since he got the ancient scriptures, he has been intoxicated. He is crazy and can't extricate himself. He has been practicing hard for three years, and the Taoism has also progressed rapidly, but it seems that something is slowly sliding away between his fingers and can never come back.

How long has it been since Xiaoyun played in Qingshitan? How long has it been since I went to the kitchen to steal the food my mother just cooked? How long has it been since I helped my father make all kinds of medicinal herbs? How long has it been since no family ate happily under the jumping candlelight?

"Brother! Brother?" There was a trace of anxiety in Bai Yun's eyes, pulling Bai Lang's sleeve and shouting.

Bai Lang whispered, and then came to his senses. He took a long breath, and there was a trace of loneliness on his originally beautiful and simple face.

"Xiaoyun, you go back first. I have to practice for a while!" Feeling the surging spirit of life in his body, Bai Lang clenched his fist and said.

White clouds did not move. She was dressed in red, like a flame flying, and a trace of loss and sadness flashed in her beautiful eyes. This elf girl has also become silent at this moment.

"Brother, will you leave us in the future?" For a long time, Bai Yun suddenly asked in a low voice, with a faint trace of inexplicable expectation.

Bai Lang's body trembled. He looked back at his delicate sister with a surprised and confused look in his eyes. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

"Good girl, what nonsense are you talking about? How can I leave!" After a long time, Bai Lang said softly.

"Really?"

"Really, I will always be with you!"

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The sky darkened again, and a few lights leaked out of the houses, like stars in the sky.

The ancient and vicissitudes of maple trees spread a huge shadow in the night, shaking with the wind. Bai Lang half lay between the branches at the top of the tree, quietly looking at the moon like water, and a palm-sized maple leaf swaying casually in his hand.

The night three years ago, as if it happened last night, is still vivid in my mind.

"Parents are here, not far away!" The tender but strong voice echoed in my heart.

Laughing sister with sweet dimples, serious but kind father, kind and gentle mother like water... Bai Lang slowly recalled everything he could recall.

"Good man, ride the wind and break through the waves!"

A sentence penetrated into Bai Lang's mind, and he remembered that when he was very young, his father had rescued a ranger who traveled around the world with a sword and left no name. Is that what he said? Although I didn't understand it at that time, the man's elegant figure and sentence were deeply imprinted in my heart.

The night is deep, the leaves are sandy, and people are sleepless.

A lonely teenager looked up at the endless starry sky on the top of the mountain, only the stars in his eyes and the moon was silent.

A volume of ancient scriptures has disturbed the original plain life, and the surging heart that has been ignited can not be extinguished?

Bai Lang's heart seems to have thousands of strands of flying and entanglement, endless avenues, all kinds of magical power, vast world, all of which are so reluctant, but this time, all the world, flesh and blood, will leave him.

The moon rose and moved west again. One day and one night, Bai Lang lay quietly like that, finally became extremely sleepy and slowly fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long it took, but there seemed to be a trace of coolness on his cheeks, and Bai Lang woke up.

The sky has darkened, the thick clouds have covered the sky, the wind is roaring, and the raindrops are falling. Although it is close to late autumn, there will be a rainstorm every year. After that, the weather will gradually turn colder and it should be snowing.

The rain was getting sharp, and the big raindrops fell down, which made people feel a little painful. Bai Lang wiped the rain on his face and was a little embarrassed to go down.

The sound of thunder came from the low clouds, shaking the four fields, covering all the sounds, and there was continuous brilliant and dazzling lightning across the sky.

"Kara!"

Suddenly, a sharp and harsh sound came, as if some disordered airflow was bursting, which shocked Bai Lang's heart as he was about to go down.

He turned his head, and his face instantly became a little pale. He was inexplicably surprised, and an incredible picture reflected in his eyes.

The endless brilliance is brilliant and blazing, and the originally dark four fields seem to be much brighter. The unparalleled momentum and dazzling purple light almost drowned the whole world.