0283 Fishing alone in the cold river

Ye Feng was slightly shocked and said, "It turns out that there are so many spiritual bodies here, but it was taken by Buddha Lotus."

The voice said: "The Buddha lotus dust has been buried here for too long, which makes the soul of the dragon difficult for the master to render for a long time, and it is difficult to vent the depression in the heart. Now that he has won, any action depends on your order. Naturally, he will not do such a crazy thing again. You can rest assured to take it.

Ye Feng nodded and asked, "May I ask your name? If he has a chance, he will definitely repay the guidance of today's predecessors.

The voice said, "People outside the territory are illusory, not to mention their names? It doesn't matter if you don't ask. Hurry up to the nine heavens and sink into the abyss.

"Yes." Ye Feng responded, saluted respectfully, raised his breath, and drove away in the direction of the nine heavens.

Not long after he left, he heard the sound of tsunami waves not far away. For a moment, the huge waves had drowned the undead. The only land in this time and space has also turned into a vast ocean and disappeared from then on.

Nine Heavenly Sinking Abyss is the name of the island, located above the nine heavens and is extremely famous in the suspended palace. It is said that this place is the same as the rooftop of Shuiyue Xuanzong, which is a place where the human world can communicate with the fairyland, but the number of people who can climb this island is extremely limited.

Probably because the island is extremely cold and the snow does not melt all year round, even ordinary practitioners are unbearable, not to mention those ordinary people who have not cultivated.

Ye Feng drove the clouds and came to the abyss. He was hundreds of thousands of miles high above the blue sea and blue waves under him. The upper layers were covered with silver, all covered with silver. Looking down from afar, it seemed that there were countless thousand-year-old white pythons patrolling in the mountains, which was inevitably refreshing.

The sunshine at noon is extremely bright, and the air is filled with the fresh smell of snow, which makes people feel refreshed.

suddenly, Ye Feng was stunned.

Ahead, there is a sky-blue lake nearly half covered with ice and snow on a 100-foot-high mountain. There is a flat boat floating on the lake, and an old man in a bamboo hat is fishing.

That day, the blue lake was more pure in the snow-white herd, and the old man fishing on the lonely boat was more cold in the blue and white.

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng's mind couldn't help becoming extremely clear and clear.

All kinds of things in the past seem to have integrated into the picturesque scenery in front of us at this moment, either turning into a melting white snowflake on the lake, or a touch of dust washed by the floating snow in the mountains, which is endless and quiet.

unconsciously, a smile rippled at the corners of his mouth and said gently, "Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river snow."

"Ha ha, little brother, since you are here, why don't you come to the island and have a drink with me?" The old man suddenly raised his head and said to Ye Feng with a smile.

Ye Feng saw the old man's appearance at this time. The old man's long white eyebrows hung straight to the corners of his mouth, squinting like a crescent moon, red lips and white teeth, skin like a baby, and a long wisp of white whitched under his jaw.

"Since the seniors have been invited, how can the younger generation not accompany them?" Ye Feng said loudly, falling lightly towards the boat like fallen leaves.

This boat is made of three huge leaves. The shape of the leaves is like willow leaves, but the size is the same as that of an ordinary boat, because it has withered yellow and the color is close to wood.

Ye Feng was lucky on both feet, so that although his feet fell on the boat, it was like stepping on the void, so as not to sink the boat under his weight.

"Ha ha, come on, sit down." The old man pointed to the starboard and smiled. When the words fell, he waved his hand gently in front of him. Suddenly, a low table was in front of him. There were two sets of wine glasses, bowls and chopsticks on both sides of the table, and wine pots and dishes in the middle.

Ye Feng sat gently on the tail side and said, "Well, there is wine and no vegetables, which is a little insufficient."

"Here are the wine dishes." The old man said and picked up the fish rod in his hand. Suddenly, a fresh fish was thrown high and fell into the empty plate between the two wine glasses on the table, but it had turned into a cooked red carp.

"The senior's cooking method is really wonderful." Ye Feng praised and picked up a mouthful of fish, but he felt that the taste was extremely delicious and the aftertaste was endless. He couldn't help praising again: "Wonderful!"

The old man laughed.

At present, the old and young people drink cups and drink happily.

In his thirties, the old man was already drunk. Ye Feng couldn't help asking, "Senior, have you heard of weak water?"

The old man opened his drunken eyes, pointed to the blue lake beside him, and then snored, and fell asleep.

Ye Fengxin said, "It turns out that this lake is a weak lake. No wonder it doesn't freeze in such a cold place."

The nine-day sinking abyss is very cold, with a hundred degrees, and the ordinary water has long been frozen.

Ye Feng stretched out his hand and gently touched the lake, but felt that it was cold and piercing. Even though he had a deep foundation, he couldn't help shivering.

Seeing the old man half leaning on the starboard, Ye Feng poured mana into his palms and injected a small amount of weak water into the Buddha lotus.

When the weak water entered the lotus, Ye Feng suddenly felt that his left wrist was burned by fire, which was hard to burn, as if there was a tendency to melt. At the same time, the feeling quickly spread to his body. The burning only lasted for a moment, and then turned into a bone cold, which made Ye Feng's teeth tremble with cold.

He was stunned and hurriedly carried up the divine power to protect him in case of the failure of sacrifice.

And the suction on his palms did not stop, still inhaling weak water into the lotus. For a while, it was cold and hot, covering the whole body, sometimes like falling into a thousand-year-old cave, and sometimes it was like falling into a magma volcanic crater, which really made Ye Feng miserable.

The weak water watered the Buddha lotus for a full hour. Ye Feng's spiritual consciousness suddenly found that the little lotus at the lotus stamen on the dragon's head that day bloomed, and the lotus rain suddenly jumped into the small lotus. The petals merged with the stamen lotus, and then a golden Buddha light was released from the small lotus.

Ye Feng felt that the sacrifice should have been completed, so he stopped absorbing weak water. Ye Feng suddenly felt that the cold and hot feeling also disappeared.

A white lotus suddenly pops out of his mind and moves around. Ye Feng knew that this was the Buddha Lotus wanted to spread another set of artifacts, so he immediately looked carefully at the font left by the white lotus on its movement trajectory.

"If I hear... the heart, the heart is difficult to find, immediately all over the Dharma world, narrow and not allow needles... I originally asked for the heart to be self-contained, and the heart should not wait for the heart to know, the Buddha's nature does not come from the outside of the heart, and the heart is the time of sin..." (Note)

"This should be the "Magic Lotus Xuanxin Sutra", also known as the Fahua Xuanjing, which the predecessors of Ying called the art of heart refining "Heart Sutra." Ye Feng couldn't help but think that he had a little understanding when looking at these words.

(Note) Dharma Master's Dharma