Chapter 38 What is Practice

Chapter 38 What is practice

After walking into the Lingxu Cave for more than a hundred steps, the scriptures echoing in Ye Fan's heart stopped. Dozens of ancient bluestone steps at the entrance were left behind him. It was very unusual, but Ye Fan did not stop and did not allow him to stop.

In front of you, the peaks are beautiful and the aura is overwhelming. From afar, a kilometer-long waterfall is falling from a high mountain. The white horse is hanging upside down like the Milky Way, and the rumble is like thousands of horses galloping, which is spectacular and magnificent.

"It's really a blessed land. The scenery is extraordinary, like a pure land outside the world."

The winding path is quiet, a cobblestone path, passing through the waterfall and winding into the depths of the beautiful fairy mountain. On the road, the ancient trees are towering, and the branches are as strong as dragons. You can see many temples, hidden among the vegetation, which is very harmonious and natural.

On both sides of the ancient road, there are artificially opened medicinal fields, in which the ginseng is as thick as an arm, the ganoderma lucidum is hung with nine leaves, and many unknown herbs are glittering, with a little brilliance, and the fragrance of medicine is overflowing, which is refreshing.

Most of the people you meet on the road have to salute to several old people, and their attitude towards Weiwei is also very friendly. The status of this immortal genius in Lingxu Cave can be imagined.

Wei Wei saluted one by one without any arrogance. In this peaceful pure land, she was really as beautiful as a fairy, and finally went away like a gentle wind, curling and disappeared into the depths of the picturesque cave.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo were taken to a low mountain, where there were three or five thatched huts, two or three bamboo forests, a medicine field in front of the house, and several old trees were tightly connected.

Although there is no Qionglou and the Jade Hall, everything seems ordinary and simple, but it is better than tranquility and nature. It is like a pure land outside the world, making people's hearts like being baptized, away from the earthly world, and cleaning up troubles.

"You stay here first." Several old people told and explained a few words and then left, and another classmate was also taken to Lingxu Dongtian, but he did not live with Ye Fan and others, but was sent to another place.

Near noon, a twelve- or thirteen-year-old boy came here with a food box and asked them to eat. The food was very simple and light. The lotus root slices, yellow essence, Poria and Tianma were mostly medicinal herbs.

"Can I eat this meal? I don't even have some minced meat. In the past two days, we have been either eating wild fruits or drinking spring water, and now we continue to eat these things. Our mouths are about to flow out of the mountain spring.

Although the food did not have any oil and water, Ye Fan and Pang Bo were all swept away, and there were not even any vegetable leaves left.

"Can you send me a roast chicken?"

Seeing the two of them like this, the teenager who delivered the food was a little stunned and said, "No... No, these are not provided in the cave days. If you two haven't had enough to eat yet, I can send some more food."

"How can there be no meat? I think there are a lot of cranes and white deer, and there are many unknown rare birds and exotic beasts. Just bake one or two. I think those cranes are fat enough."

The teenager who delivered the food, like a snake ghost, immediately fled and was afraid of avoiding the two.

"It seems that it is not something to celebrate to enter the immortals. This life is so hard that I can't even eat meat. How can I live in the future?" Pombo kept complaining.

Ye Fan is also very hungry. At this moment, he wants to catch a roast chicken, tear an elbow, carry a pot of wine, and eat it happily.

For the next ten days, several old people never appeared, but the teenager who delivered the food gradually became acquainted with the two. After constant conversation, Ye Fan and Pang Bo gradually adapted to this ancient Chinese language. The teenagers are very envious of them. It is said that the disciples who have just entered the mountain gate generally do not have independent residences, and they need to practice until they can open up a cave.

"Three or five huts, which can be regarded as having its own cave?"

Ye Fan and Pang Bo put on the clothes sent by the teenager. Except that their hair was still very short, they were no different from the people inside the Lingxu Cave.

"You can't say that. Everything around this low mountain is yours. If you have the ability, you can naturally open up a cave."

"Since the low mountain is ours, if we kill a deer and roast two cranes, no one will care about it, right?"

Listening to what the two of them said, the teenager did not dare to answer. He felt that the two were really bold and had completely different ideas from ordinary people.

"Don't be afraid, we won't mess around. Now tell us what's going on with the so-called practice?

This is a problem that Ye Fan and Pang Bo are very concerned about. Up to now, they don't understand it at all. They just heard people talk about "Bitter Sea", "Shenqiao" and "The other side" several times. It's not clear at all.

The teenager shook his head and couldn't say anything. Not long after he entered the Lingxu Cave, he had not really embarked on the fairy road.

"It seems that you can't wait." At this moment, an old man with crane hair and a childlike face appeared in front of the low mountain. His big sleeves fluttered and his feet did not touch the ground. He came to the hut like riding the wind. He nodded to the salute teenager next to him and said, "Go ahead."

"You are..." Ye Fan and Pang Bo don't know this old man with rosy face and long white hair. He looks like an old fairy outside the world.

"I am the elder of Lingxu Dongtian, named Wu Qingfeng, and all the disciples in the three years have been taught by me."

"I've seen the old man."

"You're welcome."

"Old man, can you improve our food first? If it goes on like this, we really want to become immortals before we cultivate immortals. This food is too light. Now we all want to drool when we see a grasshopper." Pang Bo complained repeatedly.

The old man Wu Qingfeng looked solemn and said, "There is a lot of greed in the world. When you first enter the heaven and earth, the first thing to do is to cut off the glory and calm your body. If you can't even quit your desire, then I'm afraid it will be difficult to pass in the future in the face of all kinds

Hearing these words, Pang Bo is really hard to say anything. As for Ye Fan, it is even more difficult to make any requirements here because he has not joined Dongtianfudi.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo have many problems in their hearts, but Ye Fan is not easy to open his mouth. Pang Bo is already a disciple of Lingxu Dongtian, so he has no scruples. Wu Qingfeng asked the old man to sit on the wooden pier in front of the hut and began to ask various questions. They knew nothing about the so-called practice.

"Do you think the sky is clean?"

"There are no clouds, the blue sky is like washing, and it is naturally very clean." Ye Fan didn't know why he asked like this, but when he saw the old man looking at him, he answered.

"Wrong, the dust is endless." The old man Wu Qingfeng opened his palm and said, "There is endless dust between the palms."

"What do you... mean?" Pang Bo asked puzzledly.

The old man Wu Qingfeng was very indifferent, like an old fairy in the world. He continued, "What do you think this endless dust is?"

"What can it be? Naturally, it is dust."

"It's dust, not dust." The old man said calmly.

"It's dust. I understand. What is it if it's not dust?" Pang Bo asked.

"The world is a vast world." The old man Wu Qingfeng was light and spoke naturally and calmly.

"It's a vast world... You're not joking, are you?" Pang Bo was surprised.

"In the future, you will understand that this dust, grass and wood are all the same world."

"Can you... be more straightforward? I feel like I'm listening to the book of heaven. Although the literal meaning is easy to understand, I don't understand what the deep meaning is."

The old man Wu Qingfeng sat there, smiled faintly and said, "I won't talk about this today. What I want to say is that there is endless dust between heaven and earth, and every grain of dust is a world. Similarly, our bodies can't see anything, but it contains endless 'doors', just like so much dust between heaven and earth. The seemingly small body contains countless 'doors'. Keep opening these doors and find that the 'true self' is practice.

Seeing that both of them were shocked, the old man Wu Qingfeng was in the ancient well and asked, "Now, do you understand what practice is?"

"It seems... I understand a little."

"Good, let's understand it slowly in the future. Now, let me tell you what is the sea of suffering. There are countless methods in the world, but why don't you open the fairy road from now on?

"Old man, you have to be more careful this time." Although they have not really embarked on the road of practice, Ye Fan and Pang Bo both understand that the initial concept is the most important.

"Everything in the world has grown over the years, some can live in the world forever, immortal, and some are just life and death in the evening, even in a flash, life has passed in a hurry."

"What you said is too mysterious. What on earth are you going to tell us?"

The old man did not blame them for interrupting his words. He pointed to an ancient tree not far away and said, "Do you know how many years it has lived?"

"Naturally, you can know, cut it down, and you will know it for several years."

"Yes, time is ruthless, and there will always be traces on everything. Trees have rings, and our bodies also have wheels of life."

"We also have something?" Ye Fan and Pang Bo sounded a little ridiculous.

"My practice is to start from the wheel of life of the human body..."C