Early in the morning, Lu Zhengkang sat on the bed with a Book of changes in his arms. Recently, he was very interested in Shu Shu, mainly curious about fate and reincarnation.
Feng Shui, physiognomy, character measurement and fortune telling are always labeled as charlatans. However, Lu Zhengkang understands that these metaphysical knowledge are practical, at least in Taiwu world.
Now he is laying the foundation, learning some theoretical things to kill time.
However, Shu Shu is a comprehensive knowledge after all. Without practice, it is difficult to have true knowledge. In the future, you still have to travel thousands of miles to verify the results.
It's November now. It's snowing outside, and every bit of it is locked in the window lattice. The snow powder is beating the window paper and whispering. There is a small copper stove in the room, which is placed in front of the bed, burning good charcoal. The warm steam is shining on the face, like the scorching wind in summer.
The oil lamp at the head of the bed wafted out the smell of various spices mixed with grease, which made people salivate. Lu Zhengkang was a little annoyed by the smell. He took the clip to press out the fire. Anyway, he could see the words on the book even in the dark.
At noon, a monk came to deliver a large bowl of noodles. Lu Zhengkang put it on his desk and opened the window to eat in the snow.
Most monks don't eat at noon. They eat two meals a day, but martial arts practitioners eat at least six or seven meals a day. It's only because they consume too much energy. Fortunately, when they reach the realm of the world's interaction, they can grab the vitality of the world to nourish themselves, and their demand for food is much less. Lu Zhengkang can directly draw the upper edge to supplement himself. If he doesn't eat, he is just hungry.
You can create a valley, but you don't have to starve yourself.
It's freezing cold, eating a round stomach, sweating all over is the real enjoyment.
At the end of the meal, the monks took away the dishes and chopsticks, and Lu Zhengkang went out for a walk.
He has not attracted so much attention since he received his wonderful appearance. Moreover, now he walks quietly. Monks and pilgrims with low martial arts skills can't find him. Compared with before, he is very quiet.
Slowly around the halls, the smell of incense lingers at the tip of the nose, and the brick and tile columns and beams seem to be saturated with the smell of smoke. In the sound of the Buddha's name and the sound of the wooden fish, the mist interweaves, casting a heavy shadow on the ancient temple.
Actually, Lu Zhengkang doesn't like temples. He didn't like temples before, and he doesn't recognize them now.
But this idea is not enough to affect his mood. The fact is that he now lives in a temple and is regarded as a leader by the native residents here, namely monks.
He doesn't resist the result of all these coincidences. If life is a game, he is devoting himself to his role.
The number of members in the pure land pearl has exceeded ten thousand, and the monks really excel in eloquence, so many believers believe in Luyuan Bodhisattva.
There are bodhisattvas' portraits, statues and even memorial tablets all over the country, and temples have even been built in some places.
People always think that when they arrive at the pure land, they will be happy and free from the troubles of the world. But if they are greedy, then the pure land is also the world.
In this regard, Lu Zhengkang's solution is to expand the region, separate everyone as far as possible, and give them the greatest free space, so that they can live happily in their own world.
Some people are very presumptuous after they have the ability to do what they want in the pure land, and their behavior quality is very poor. Lu Zhengkang deprives them of the Epiphyllum seal and drives them out of the pure land. If he wants to come in, he will honestly recite Buddhism for a few years.
The management of these complicated personnel often takes up a lot of Lu Zhengkang's time. Gradually, he is also a little tired, so he puts some supervision tasks on Ben you. This boy is in a daze all day long and has a lot of leisure.
When Lu Zhengkang was walking in the boundary of Songshan Mountain, he was also building a tie with the whole area. After learning geomantic omen, this recreation became more effective, and the flow along the upper edge often spread the Qi far away.
The deep feelings of this landscape are contained in the heart. It is an unspeakable experience to feel the ups and downs of the earth.
In addition to bringing him the enjoyment of beauty, there is a more realistic role in establishing a bond with nature, that is, his scope of divine foot communication is expanded, and he can freely communicate in the region of the bond.
At least it saves time on the road.
At the end of eating time, Lu Zhengkang is going to practice martial arts. Recently, he found a new large sinkhole. It's warm in winter and cool in summer, and the location is very hidden. He has never had a chance to go. Today, when he's interested, he'll go and have a look.
The sinkhole is a channel for surface water to flow into the underground. It is funnel-shaped. There are often underground rivers or caves under it. However, Lu Zhengkang has discovered this one for many years. The underground water level has retreated and the cave is very dry.
At the bottom of a canyon, at the end of an ancient river bed, there are steep cliffs all around. There are clumps of tall trees. The roots of many trees on the edge of the cliffs are exposed. There are some weathered skeletons at the bottom of the valley, which belong to human beings and wild animals. They must have fallen from above and died.
Lu Zhengkang stepped into the cave. The ground is full of round stones, covered with a thick layer of moss residue, and a thin odor. It seems that these simple plants are not dead, and they will be rejuvenated after the abundant rain in summer.
Along the way, the stone walls were rugged, dark and deep, and the road was winding and narrow. Many times, he needed to crawl. Lu Zhengkang felt a little cumbersome, so he went directly to the depth of the cave with shenzutong, but down to a semi dry underground river.The river is very wide, and it can accommodate three people in a row. It can be seen how much flow the underground river had.
Now there is only a trickle, like a dying snake.
Follow the water to go underground, three or two steps out of the Songshan boundary.
Lu Zhengkang hesitated to return, but seeing that the dark path was even wider, he was quite curious about the scene of the end, so he continued to move forward.
The bead on the upper edge of Lu Zhengkang is like a giant tree, spreading the root like upper edge line wantonly.
In this way, the first one is to communicate with Qi and the second one is to communicate with spirit and foot. The efficiency is higher than that of walking, and soon he can travel thousands of miles away.
It's finally the end.
An underground cave.
Stalactites rise up and down, crisscross like sharp teeth. The underground river flows into a small lake. There is a small crevasse in the dome above. The sunlight slants into the clear lake, making a piece of foreign matter at the bottom of the lake emit light.
Lu Zhengkang was going to see what was at the bottom of the lake. Suddenly a man fell from it and fell into the lake. His blood fainted and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
It was thrown from the patio.
Lu Zhengkang looked up. There were three people on the ground. They wandered for a while and then left.
Go to the lake and see the man who fell in the lake. He was tied to a stone and completely sank to the bottom. Even if he was not killed, he would drown. Out of kindness, Lu Zhengkang carried him ashore.
He is a young man in white.
There are wounds on the waist, abdomen and back, and the blood is still oozing slowly. The heart beats almost nothing, but finally there is an internal Qi to protect the heart.
"It's a good story to fall into the lake and never die, and to be saved by an expert." Lu Zhengkang laughed and blew a breath to the man. The wound healed immediately.
In the dim light, the man opened his eyes like a cold star.