Chapter 052 Starting to shake the Kunlun

Border horse thieves like locusts, into the hinterland of Beimang, the rapid decline, with the wooden sword Wenhua words is the son of his highness is now very melancholy, the only military chaos, the most forced to good for prostitution forced people to do the bandits, if the world is peaceful, who would be happy to put the head chained in the waistband of the pants go up to be thieves and bandits, which shows that the territory of the North Mang is far from the scholars and celebrities so-called people are not bored with the life of the people, to see the Flying Fox City is not inferior to the south of the flowers, Xu Fengyian is even more Even if the bad habits of the Spring and Autumn legacy people have been submerged, how many years would it take to soften the tough Northern Mang people into a soft woman like the Southern Tang people? Thirty years, fifty years, a hundred years? How can Northern Liang afford to wait? Xu Fengyen rode his horse northward, all the way to study the seventh page of the sword recipe of the swimming fish style, because it is never the essence, then did not go to see the eighth page, in addition to raising the sword twelve, and occasionally bad taste, harnessing the sword to kill the snakes and scorpions, is to flip back and forth to rehearse that seems to be different from the ultimate in rolling sword art of the sword Qi Rolling Dragon Wall, in the hundreds of miles of no one’s under the cool moonlight, howling or cursing without fear, that the emperor’s old man Zhang Juelu Gu Jiantang Inside countless emperors and generals have cursed a pass, but also miss many people and many things, but unfortunately there is no more Tao Manwu this little girl for him to rub the wrinkled eyebrows.

This day, the hot sun is still hot, if not for the big yellow court evening, breathing will be like drinking up hot tea, walking in the desert, water bag dry, this seems to be considered a kind of austerity training. Xu Fengyen could not afford to ride the inferior horses that are not suitable for the hot climate, and learned from the old Huang to lead his horse. Ear trembling, Xu Fengyen walked to the top of a yellow sand slope to look into the distance, vaguely visible in the hot light under the blurred figures, two people come on horseback, probably see Xu Fengyen, traveling track suddenly changed, galloped to. Xu Fengyen smiled, his mother finally ran into horse thieves, this has nothing to do with the eyesight is good or bad, it is really the two young horse thieves attire is too obvious, the upper half of the body is exposed, linen breeches, revealing crappy tattoos of dragons and tigers, just short of stabbing down the word thieves and bandits on the face, see Xu Fengyen, both eyes shine, the two do not seem to be in a hurry to do something about it to kill and rob the money, whisper, Xu Fengyen’s ears are sharp, listen to the past after the dumbfounded laughs! In fact, it is not robbing people of money, but robbing people, as if the leader of the horse thieves is a woman in the heroine, some of them are pregnant, so that the horse thieves under his command to go to rob a tender skin and flesh, the best but also literate Jun brother as a “lady”, the two horse thieves are obviously not too much for him to look at the eye, muttered that the thin arms and legs, will not be able to withstand the owner of the village a few times to toss, white. White is quite white, but such a white boy and the big boss stood together, is not it become a black and white double death? If the big boss led out to drink with other village leaders, it would be too humiliating.

The two horse thieves see Xu Fengnian scared silly to see the horse thieves also did not move, more and more speechless, this little white man is not a fool? Usually some occasional encounter with nomadic livestock grassland herdsmen, see themselves even if not scared shitless, can be very vigilant, in front of this kid on the silly holding the horse motionless, one of the tattooed black tiger horse thieves really can’t stand to see, jumped on the slope, holding a horse whip pointing at the white boy, with a mouthful of coarse mang accent scolded: “anxious to cast? ”

Xu Fengyen turned a blind eye to the pointing horsewhip and laughed: “Want to buy some water with two brothers.”

Ripple tiger horse thief froze for a moment, a whip thrown out, Xu Fengyen held the whip, will be this out to hurt the horse thief dragged down the horse, a kick, more than brute force, the horse thief’s back hit the back of the horse, even with a person with the horse together in the air flying out of the sandy hillside, look at the rippling dragon horse thief dumbfounded, Xu Fengyen took off the dried up water bladder, floated down to the bottom of the slope, do not look at the struggling and groaning horse thief, the horse thief’s mount is a not bad good horse, pengteng jumped up, shaking the dust under the mane, Xu Fengyen said:” I would like to buy some water with two brothers. Under the mane dust, Xu Fengyen took the horse thief full of water bag loaded into his own water bag, and then hand-holding away a cooler hat, but also not with the two horse thieves how to calculate, whistled, and the inferior horse slowly far away. Waiting for Xu Fengyen to go away, has been crying father and mother tattooed tiger horse thief quickly sat up, rubbed his chest, in fact, only a slight pain, not a big problem, palpitating to the tattooed dragon horse thief said: “encountered a solid nail.”

Another horse thief tsked, “The little white boy turned out to be a deep hideout, the head of the family must like it.”

The tattooed tiger horse thief hurriedly mounted his horse: “Go, go, talk to the head of the family.”

Xu Fengyen in the sparsely populated wilderness leading the horse solo, according to the Beiliang Royal Palace of the North Mang Geography Journal, a few more days away, you can see the grasslands, I believe that there is a chance to run into those by the water and grass and live in the herdsmen, he is not a problem, just often in the yellow sand desert walking, around the inferior horse some strain, thought to the prairie, this old brother if you can blend into the wild horse herd is the best, remove the saddle bridle, by it! Going away. Night rest, Xu Fengyen sat on his knees, lit a campfire, looking at the low hanging starry sky, the same inferior horse bending his knees to rest, take the neck to rub himself, Xu Fengyen patted the horse’s neck, twisted a piece of soil and put it into his mouth and chewed it, the water is enough a lot of water, it is close to the prairie, taste the soil is the search for the dragon pointing the introduction of the work of the Xu Fengyen teenage years, often with the old brother Yao Jian together to geomancy and geography, learned a lot of pulse looking for skin tips, the world’s ancestral dragon out of Kunlun, one of the The ancestral dragon out of Kunlun, one of the dragons into the North Mang, in the past, few people in North Mang talk about this matter, after the influx of Spring and Autumn legacy people, this saying is very popular, the North Mang female empress is just like the destiny of the true son of God. Xu Fengnian turned his head to the inferior horse and smiled, “Old brother, do you believe it?”

The inferior horse snorted.

As usual, it still diligently raised the swords in order, as if those plowing farmers in Jiangnan who have to regularly go to grab the water to raise rice every night, they can’t be lazy. Daybreak, Xu Fengyen accelerated vomiting, according to the Taoist canon said, spring meal morning sun summer food evening mist, because the morning sun is the beginning of the day to want to come out of the red and yellow gas, to the East China Sea is the best, evening mist is the northern half of the night violet gas, to the far north of the cold for the first, the two are particularly beneficial to the practice of cultivation, I do not know that year, the Taoist a hundreds of Taoist priests went to the north, there is no this potential meaning. That a Taoist system has lived up to its name, became the state religion of North Mang, the current head of the Kirin real person is to become a Taoist saint, and two Zen Temple presiding abbot and called the North and South double saints. Early in the morning, spitting red and yellow, about the realm less than, Xu Fengyen can not say how subtle, just compared to the usual slightly refreshed, slowly stood up, some enlightenment, the so-called martial arts genius, a kind of body with a different appearance such as the yellow barbarians, the body is different from the ordinary, born with a diamond, not to say that it is not a unique gift, the other kind of body, although relatively ordinary, but can be heavenly and human senses, riding a bull is one of the best, only to have a step into the The magnificent weather, the third compared to the first two, to be slightly inferior, but may not be unable to step into the land immortals, such as the sword into the Avenue of Li Chungang, such as the power to prove the way of Wang Xianzhi, such as the sword art through the God’s Deng Ta’a, martial arts, the higher the realm, the more it is against the water against the sky and the sky and the sky, heaven and earth is the home is a cage, martial arts, but to be self-contained system, as if the child wants to set up its own home, and therefore there is a heavenly tribulation on the horizon, it is said that heaven’s way is clear. The way of heaven is clear, retribution is not bad.

Xu Fengyen looked up at the sunrise in the east, said to himself: “Good and evil will be rewarded, do not believe to look up, God spared who?”

Then he skimmed his lips and said, “Again, good people don’t live long, and woe betide them for a thousand years. The ancients like to slap their faces when they talk sense.”

Xu Fengyen turned to look at a robed with hemp shoes poor old monk, a pair of smile when charming squinting when gloomy danfeng eyes, staring straight at this last night sitting ten feet away from the southern Zen monks, Buddhism has a large and small multiplication distinction, the secret religion and there is a yellow and red points, the attire is different, Xu Fengyen because of the Wangfei pious belief in Buddhism, the monks have been kindhearted, in the north of the Liang I do not know how many rogue Taoist priests in order to bounty silver to change the line of duty as a Monks, but in North Mang, encountered an old monk who traveled thousands of miles to preach in this barbaric land, even if the monk looked kind, Xu Fengnian did not dare to take it lightly.

The old monk clasped his hands together and said, “You believe in Buddhism, good, good, good.”

Xu Fengyen suppressed the instinctive killing chance in his heart and silently returned the salute.

The old monk robe cleaned more times, visible in many places needle and thread fine mending, only always plain, not show sloppy, beard and eyebrows snow white, handheld a bamboo reed Zen staff, more amicable and compassionate. Beiliang army had a swing more than seventy pounds of heavy iron water mill staff of the monk, as one of the foot soldiers, eat meat and drink, kill people like a man, on the battlefield, very bloodthirsty, deeply Xu primrose valued, but unfortunately later, because of the Beiliang Iron Cavalry horse treading the rivers and lakes, the great monks will be retired from the mountain forests, it is said to be silent in a small temple in the mountains. At this time the old monk smiled slightly and said: “old line from the south of the two Zen Temple to the north to Kirin Kuan, is to want to talk with a Taoist old friend Zen theory, although most of the chicken is the end of the duck talk, but also forget a pile of heart. Occasionally, I saw you swallow the moon and eat the sun, deeply Wudang’s last head teacher Wang Chonglou cultivated the wonderful meaning of the Great Yellow Court, I would like to ramble with you, but I’m afraid of being misunderstood by you as an outlaw, and do not dare to take the initiative to speak, but thinking about it for a night, I feel that you have a heart of the gully, I do not know how to raise the intention, if it is not careful, deep down, it’s not good. Since Gongzi believes in Buddhism, if you don’t mind the old cassock croaking, you can talk to Gongzi about the length of Buddhism.”

Xu Fengyen sat down again, smiled and said, “So it’s an accomplished monk of the Two Zen Temple, I implore senior to not be stingy with his instruction.”

The old monk did not approach and sat on the ground, facing Xu Fenian from a distance. After meeting, the old monk announced himself as the mountain gate, which was also considered sincere.

The old monk placed his bamboo reed cane across his knees, Xu Fengyen listened with all ears.

The old monk slowly said, “Your Excellency sealed the Golden Pavilion with the Great Yellow Court, practiced two-handed rolling sword technique, externally raised the Wu family’s withered mound flying sword, internally raised the first person of the Sword Dao Li Chun Gang’s Green Snake Sword Intentions, a spectacular sight, the natural talent, the talent is high, and the perseverance is tough, it is really a rare thing.”

Xu Fengyen, who was shocked inwardly by the old monk who saw through almost all of his secrets in a single glance, his face was as normal, he smiled and said, “Senior does not need to repress it first and then raise it, just say it straight.”

The old monk smiled and said, “The ancient sages ruled the water, blocking is better than dredging. Regardless of the sword, or Buddhist closed mouth Zen, Taoist locking the Golden Pavilion, as well as martial arts closed sheaths to raise the mind, in general, are against the flow, the spirit of the conspiracy, but the reverse line of action in the old line here, is not a pejorative, Prince do not meddle, but just blocking the water into a flood, when to dredge, there is a preoccupation, is the breath of a dead blockade in the end, or occasionally a small sparse, as if the lotus of the Everlasting a year a year to come back to the withered and the next year to come back to the withered and the two high and the next, the Prince Think?”

Xu Fengyen sincerely said, “I don’t dare to beat a dead horse with old senior, in my opinion, it is better to plug to death. Because the bow has a loose reasoning, but also understand, only closed sheath to raise the intention of this matter, if it is like a woman walking, line stops, shy Hugh Hugh, individuals think it is difficult to become a climate.”

The old monk did not as those who are the water flow goblet king of the defense of the celebrities, a little insight into the discrepancy, with the killing of the father as aggressive, and hate to take all the world’s reasoning into the hands of their own. The old monk also did not take pride in the origin of the two Zen temples, still carefully pondered Xu Fengyen some of the wording of the suspicion of a bull’s-eye, gas calmly said: “I have never been good at talking about Buddhism outside of the size of the reasoning, cheeky to ask for a drink of water with the gentleman first, allow the old line slowly think about it, and then said with the gentleman.”

Xu Fengnian laughed, in a good mood, got up and took off the water capsule, leisurely threw over, the old monk gently took over, fumbled a white bowl from the bag, poured a small half bowl, tastefully drank a mouthful, a bowl of bland to the extreme of the water, in the view of the old monk is always better than the delicacies of the sea, if it is a favorite white porridge, it is even more beautiful.

Xu Fengnian took a step back, no longer arguing, and asked, “If I would like to small thinning of the accumulated water, what should I do?”

The old monk looked up and said, “Just make merry with a woman. Gongzi big yellow court has actually already reached the perfect realm, the reason why the lack of a trace, not Gongzi so that the remaining several major orifices are not open, but precisely less yin and yang mutual aid.”

The corner of Xu Fenian’s mouth twitched a few times.

The old monk laughed cheerfully, “Your Excellency must not think that the old line is that lecherous monk. It’s just that male and female pleasure, is the world’s common sense, although the old line is put outside, but also do not regard it as a flood and ferocious beast, not to mention that when I was young, but also always often sleep at night, to be beaten by the master’s scolding.”

The old monk convergence of some laughter, positive heavy said: “Prince to the world of injustice to raise the intention, this is a good thing, the heavens and the earth, although not exclusive of killing gas, only mixed with hostility and resentment, refuted strong but not pure, need to know that the misguided, this road, every step, each exertion a point, seems to be laborious and hard to go far, but actually go to the devil. Have you ever asked yourself? Moreover, in my humble opinion, the world said that the heart is not guilty, most of them are guilty, even with their own heart is not guilty, but with the reason is greatly guilty. Allow old cassock to pour a bowl of water.”

The old monk poured a second bowl of water, held it flat, tilted it again, shook it again, and waited for the water in the bowl to calm down, “My lord, we are all in this bowl when we live in the world, and the righteousness of heaven and earth is the water in the bowl, only the depth is different. No matter how the bowl is tilted, this bowl of water, is always as flat as a mirror.”

Xu Fengnian frowned, “If that’s the case, why is there a saying that a bowl of water is flat? Is it considered mediocre?”

The old monk took a sip of water, shook his head and laughed, “I don’t dare to jump to conclusions. Haha, this bowl of water was tricked from the hands of the gentleman, shame shame shame.”

Xu Fengnian laughed and laughed, his eyes were much softer, he laughed, “The old senior is worthy of being an old deity of the Two Zen Temples, with just a few words, he has put the great truths in the small things, comparing those heavenly maiden’s Buddhist teachings, it’s too much smoother to the ear.”

The old monk held the water bowl with one hand, one hand even waved: “What old gods and goddesses, Gongzi fallacious praise, the old is old, but from the gods and goddesses is too far away. Old line in the temple in addition to the perennial reading of the scriptures, specializing in not sayings and preaching, in fact, will only do some agricultural work, reasoning and so on, are all crop work to figure out.”

Xu Fengnian curiously asked, “The two Zen Temple monks have been ordained countless masters, the old-timer has not been given purple reward yellow by the court?”

The old monk’s smile was cloudy and light, sipped his water and laughed: “Clothes can be warm for ten points, rice can satiate seven or eight stomachs, tea can be drunk to five or six flavors, it’s enough.”

Xu Fengnian laughed, “That means there is!”

The old monk laughed, “Be reserved. Even if you are not an old immortal, you must have the demeanor of an old immortal. The old line has a disciple who passes on the mantle, and he has a daughter, who learns that the old line is going to go down the mountain, so he advises to travel outside to have the style of an immortal, seeing that the old line refuses to dress up properly, sends off the line down the mountain, and is taught a lesson by her all the way.”

Xu Fengyen mouth twitching badly, eyes gentle asked, “But a little girl surnamed Li? There is a young monk from the north and south who is a childhood friend beside her?”

The old monk was like a Buddha who had opened the eyes of heaven, he was instantly enlightened, “So it’s Your Highness, I’ve heard for a long time that Your Highness is sincere to Buddha, no wonder, no wonder, my old line has been rude.”

Xu Fengyen stood up, respectfully bowed and saluted, and said in a deep voice, “Xu Fengyen has met the presiding Abbot.”

The old monk got up and returned the salute before sitting down, slowly sipping the water and smiling, “Your Highness need not be polite in a million ways.”

After Xu Fengyen sat down, he asked, “The old abbot went to North Mang, is it for the extermination of Buddha?”

The old monk nodded his head and lamented, “Going to North Mang but not to be presumptuous wanting to sensitize that North Mang Emperor who is bent on destroying the Buddha, just want to talk to the monks about the Vajra Sutra, not knowing the fate of heaven, do your best. Confucianism saints poem 300, in a nutshell, think no evil. Lao Jun rode a green ox, three thousand moral scriptures, seeking purity. Buddha does not set up writing, but it confuses us. The Northern Mang royal court wants to destroy the Buddha, no more temples no more incense, no more statues no more scriptures, in the opinion of the old line, anything. But if there are hundreds of thousands of monks, and everyone loses their Buddhist hearts, this is not quite okay.”

The old monk carefully put the water bowl back into his traveling bag, stood up and returned the water bag to Xu Fengnian with a smile, “Old line thanked His Highness the World Son for the gift of two bowls of water, it is good karma. If you are not in a hurry to rush, Your Highness can travel forty miles to the northwest, there is a canyon, make a short stop, perhaps another good karma.”

Xu Fengnian took the water bag, smiled and said, “Old Abbot, there is a matter of bother, can you take away this horse, I’m going to the north alone, I already don’t need to ride, and I don’t dare to easily give it to anyone for fear that it’s just a piece of mischief, and if it’s abandoned, it’s not assured.”

The old monk who is already a well-deserved Buddha head saint of the Buddhist sect smiled kindly, “Can can, more talking companions on the road, no trouble no trouble.”

Xu Fengyen put his hands together, “Farewell to the old monk.”

The old monk put his hands together and said with a lowered brow, “Old cassock’s parting words, his highness will be able to teach the bodhisattva to give birth to green silk in his day.”

Xu Fengyen froze, looking at the old monk holding a bamboo reed zen staff to lead his horse far away until his figure disappeared from view.

Exhaling a long breath, according to the old fairy’s instructions, Xu Fengyen hanged his short sword Spring Thunder, and swept to the northwest, and now he was really unattached.

Sure enough, I saw a deep canyon that stretches without end, Xu Fengyen climbed along the top, walking slowly along the cliffs of the rift valley, I do not know where the so-called good karma is.

Slowly traveling for half an hour, only to raise the sword is completed, the foot trembles.

Trance between heaven and earth there is explosive thunder.

Xu Fengnian looked back, outside one end of the canyon, there are unknown thousands and tens of thousands of wild cattle pouring in, crowded like a flood tilted into the valley pot. The heart moved, swept forward sharply for an incense stick, scalp exploded, your mother, even a hundred or so herdsmen on horseback with all the belongings walking in the canyon, it is not to be crushed by the herd of wild cattle into mush? This is not walking on the sunshine road, is the ghost gate yellow spring road ah, you guys at least generations living in the grassland desert, do not know this kind of situation dangerous at all? Xu Fengnian high overlooking, can see, the herdsmen stream of people already know what the earthquake out of nowhere, chaos into a hot pot ants, the old man’s face like ashes, many women and children are crying more than, Xu Fengnian and then look out, eyes cold, behind the herdsmen far hanging dozens of Northern Mang cavalry armed with weapons, has steered his horse back to leave, the original is a drive sheep into the mouth of the tiger but not bloodshed of the absolute household plan. The original is a drive the sheep into the tiger’s mouth but the soldiers are not bloodshed.

If there is no old monk compassionate saying, His Highness will only be cold-eyed, after all, to a person’s strength to block the momentum of tens of thousands of bison, is really no different from suicide.

Xu Fengnian clenched his teeth and his figure drifted down to the valley floor.

More than a hundred herdsmen stared in disbelief, some of them were cool-natured young and strong herdsmen who had already climbed towards the cliffs, but the mountain walls were steep and they could not climb high enough.

Xu Fengnian stepped out with one foot, drew a half circle, and raised his hands.

The soles of his feet sank three inches into the ground.

Only leaving the herders with an unfamiliar back.

At the same time as the bison herd surged into the canyon, an old monk ascended to the top with one hand on his horse, his eyes compassionate, his hands clasped together and said, “This son is a great good.”

Xu Fengnian carefully condensed his Qi.

Rising hand shakes the Kunlun.