[Hidden] legend

Qingyun Gongfa stresses sharing the breath of heaven and earth, being one with nature, and resisting nature with the body.And Dafan Prajna focuses on realizing oneself, seeing the five aggregates, and all dharmas, which are inseparable from the self-nature.

When Zhang Xiaofan came into contact with Xuanqing Dao at the beginning, he also practiced Dafan Prajna all the time.This one requires opening the whole body's apertures, attracting the aura of heaven and earth to stabilize oneself, and the other requires entering the state of extinction, blocking external consciousness, and strengthening the foundation and cultivating the essence with the original mind.As a result, a little success in one sect would affect the other, and often there would be no progress for three to five months, and it took a long time to complete the first level of Qingyun sect's exercises.

As for the second level, it may be related to his daily practice of Dafan Prajna for more than three years. His inner qi has already been running to a certain degree, and the essence that turns qi into essence in Qingyunmen belongs to inner qi. The environment is gratifying.

Zhang Xiaofan couldn't walk because of his leg injury, so he sat on the bed all day long, since the master taught the exercises that day, he took advantage of this time to work harder, practice this one in the morning, and follow the promise to practice the other one in the afternoon.Ding Yin never asked too many questions, often when Xiaofan practiced kung fu, he would find a quiet place to practice the blood shadow magic kung fu and refine the red soul stone.

It took only two days to make the crutches. Zhang Xiaofan had a new injury and was in pain, so it was of little use. Ding Yin almost took care of him in his daily life. He was a little uncomfortable at the beginning. Parents do farm work, practice daily at Dazhufeng, and they are in good health, let alone being so close to other people.When Ding Yin boiled hot water for the first time to help him wipe his back, he was extremely embarrassed, and the latter even brushed the hair hanging from his forehead to tease him: It seems that we can eat braised prawns tonight.

Of course the braised prawns in oil were not finished, but Zhang Xiaofan was troubled by this description, the hair on his forehead would always fall easily when combed back, and it was only like this now that he would be a little more docile. After holding back for several days, Zhang Xiaofan finally endured He couldn't stop asking Ding Yin, "Does this really look like a shrimp?" The latter almost choked on his saliva, only then did he realize that his unintentional words had made the other party remember for so long.But Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but blush seeing him like this, and refused to talk about this matter any more.

After more than half a month, the young man's bones grow fast, and the pain of broken bones is almost gone, but he still can't exert himself.Zhang Xiaofan concentrates on practicing daily, and gradually understands the depth and subtlety of Qingyun's kung fu. The third level is much more complicated than the first two levels. He wants to make progress, make breakthroughs, and become like a senior sister or even like a master. Master, it is really an extraordinarily difficult thing.

He couldn't help but think of that night again, remembering that his senior sister gave him the formula, with a firm face on his face telling him to practice hard, and strive to draw with Jing Yu as soon as possible, and he couldn't help smiling adoringly, and continued in a slightly raised voice, However, no matter how much you practice, you won't be able to compare with Senior Brother Qi Hao.

Zhang Xiaofan took a deep breath, he didn't want to think about it, he sat on his side, looked through the window at Ding Yin who was practicing sword by the stream outside the courtyard.

He hasn't reached the time to learn practical moves, and he doesn't even have a suitable magic weapon, but he still likes watching Ding Yin practice his sword.

Dazhufeng's clothing is light blue, and the hairband is also plain blue and white. Ding Yin's swordsmanship is wide open and closed, and his clothes are flying freely and freely. The sound of the wooden sword piercing through the air is light and clear. pleasing to the eye.

Zhang Xiaofan let out a breath of white air, approached the window, felt a little cold from the wind, turned around to get the blanket, but suddenly felt a drop of water on the back of his neck, it was very cold.

He stretched out his hand out of the window, and didn't feel it was raining, but after a while, another speck of white fell on his hand, which turned into a small crystal in an instant.

Zhang Xiaofan blinked his eyes, looked outside, and said to the man practicing sword in the distance: "Brother Ding, it seems to be snowing."

Ding Yin put away the sword, stood there and felt it, although it was sporadic, there were indeed small snowflakes falling, so he walked towards the bamboo house, and raised his chin at Zhang Xiaofan: "Close the window, be careful not to catch a cold .”

Although there is a magic spell to maintain warmth in the house, the bamboo house is still relatively thin for winter, Zhang Xiaofan had no choice but to reach out and close the window, waiting for Ding Yin to bring in charcoal from the yard to supplement the burning stove in the room.

He took the crutch beside the bed and tried to stand up, but Ding Yin hurriedly protected him: "What else are you going to do when it's snowing?"

Zhang Xiaofan thought for a while and said: "It's so cold, and the brothers are practicing so hard, I want to roast some sweet potatoes for them."

Ever since his bones didn't hurt so much, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't stay idle, he couldn't cook a meal for nine people, but he still thought about making some snacks from time to time, Ding Yin knew his thoughts and didn't stop him, but he still Ask him to sit on a stool beside him: "You can be responsible for the roasting part, and I will wash the sweet potatoes for you."

Zhang Xiaofan hurriedly said: "The stream is so cold, brother Ding, bring some water in and boil it, I can wash it with you." He said and bent down, "Look, I won't hurt like this, so I can wash it together of."

Ding Yin didn't care about the heat or cold of the water, thinking that Xiao Fan was always bored in bed, so he didn't refuse the other party's kindness, and went to prepare as the other party said.

The snow gradually got bigger, covering the scattered and withered leaves on the ground little by little, and dotted the bare branches little by little.Only the stream flowed fast and was not frozen for a while, but both sides of the stream bank turned white after a while.

When the window was opened again, the warm white mist in the room drifted out along the half-opened window sash, and even the sweetness of sweet potatoes attracted Xiaohui, who was reluctant to come in and play in the snow before, and huddled around the stove non-stop spin around.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Xiao Hui provocatively, raised his chin towards the stove, the meaning was obvious: If you are not afraid of being burned, just grab it with your claws.

Xiao Hui scratched his ears and cheeks, walked around Zhang Xiaofan twice, quickly stole the bamboo stick that Xiaofan used to turn over sweet potatoes, stuck it together and fled to the corner, frantically trying to cool down the sweet potatoes.

Zhang Xiaofan couldn't laugh or cry, picked up a small piece of charcoal and threw it over: "Greedy ghost, there is nothing you can't steal when you meet food, right?"

Ding Yin temporarily placed the waste on the table outside the window, took another bamboo stick and handed it to Xiao Fan: "The Tao is one foot tall, the monkey is one foot tall, you can't beat it."

Hearing Ding Yin say such words without hesitation, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help laughing: "Brother Ding is also a cultivator, if my master hears this, he will be so angry that his stomach will bulge."

Ding Yin curled his lips: "It seems that you are not drumming enough now, ah, but, if you don't go to the front hall for the time being, you won't be able to see it, it seems that your master's stomach is indeed a little flattened, in my opinion, you don't have to rush back, right Think of it as helping your master lose weight."

Zhang Xiaofan thought of the scene where his senior sister exaggeratedly described Master's cooking without thinking about Lao Qi's craftsmanship, and heard Ding Yin say the same, but he didn't think it was funny, so he lowered his head and said guiltily: "Xiaofan only cooks to make Master happy the most. , I haven’t been able to cook for so long, thank you Master.”

To be honest, it makes people feel helpless.

Ding Yin pressed a few smaller sweet potatoes with his hand, and quickly picked them up into a basket surrounded by thick cotton cloth when he felt that they were ready. He shook his head and said, "In addition to cooking, isn't the cultivation gradually getting better too?" Yes. You bake more, so that he will be more satisfied at night."

Zhang Xiaofan saw that he was grabbing directly with his hands, and seeing that there were no red marks on the opponent's hand, he let go of his heart, and hurriedly took a few new ones to make up for the empty space: "Then... now this fire will be given away for a while. Let’s go to the front hall, and when Big Brother Ding comes back, we’ll bake the rest.”

Ding Yin had no objection, but Xiao Hui seemed a little dissatisfied, the piece he stole had eaten more than half, so he ran to the stove again, snuggled up to Zhang Xiaofan's uninjured leg, observing while keeping warm Which piece to steal.

Zhang Xiaofan let it go, looking at the little gray thief's cunning, he actually found a bit cute: "When I was a child in the village, I really wanted to have more brothers. In winter, the whole family gathers around the stove to keep warm like this. Grill and eat together, chat and tell stories."

Ding Yin looked at the glowing red fire, and responded softly: "Well, in winter, if you have a stove, food, and family, you will have everything you need."

Looking at his expression, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but think about the events of the past few days, the stove was warm and his palms were warm, so he asked unconsciously: "Brother Ding, you will leave Qingyunmen in the future, won't you?"

Ding Yin was taken aback, not knowing where the other party's question came from, but it wasn't unexpected. After thinking about it, he simply nodded lightly: "Yes, probably...wouldn't stay for long."

Zhang Xiaofan rubbed his fingertips, then asked subconsciously: "Then, where will Brother Ding go after leaving Qingyun Mountain?"

Ding Yin looked at his nervous look, and frowned in trouble: "I haven't moved around for a long time, what places are there outside Qingyun Mountain?"

Zhang Xiaofan didn't expect him to ask back, so he recalled for a while and said: "There is a big river named Hongchuan in the Yin of Qingyun Mountain, and Heyang City is an important town in Shanyang. The Caomiao Village where I used to live is not far outside the city. Heyang City Farther away, there are many good places, I don’t know much, remember, my father mentioned Yudu, and also mentioned the sea... In short, the world outside should be very big.”

Ding Yin lowered his eyes and thought: "Since this is the case, then I must start the journey from Heyang. As for the future... I don't have to think too much about where I go."

It counts wherever you go...Well, Zhang Xiaofan lowered his eyelashes a little disappointed: "Then, Brother Ding left Qingyunmen, so Xiaofan will have no chance to meet you again."

Of course, if the method of sealing can be carried out, with the abilities of Daoxuan and others, he will inevitably choose a secret place. After sealing, he will be unconscious, indifferent, and have no connection with the world, so of course he will never have another chance I met a young disciple of Qingyunmen.

These, Ding Yin did not intend to let Zhang Xiaofan know.

So he chuckled lightly, and rubbed Xiaofan's shoulder with his hand: "There is no certainty about what will happen in the future, and maybe when you go down the mountain to practice, you will bump into me somewhere."

On the contrary, Zhang Xiaofan was even more uncertain: "...The ability to repel objects needs to break through the third layer of exercises. Sixth senior brother is so smart, and he has practiced kung fu for several years before he can go down the mountain to find the magic weapon, and even if he goes down the mountain to increase his knowledge, there is only one time. Years. The outside is so vast, it must be fate to meet."

Ding Yin's eyes flickered, and he seemed to have seen the picture of him traveling with his brothers and sisters in Shushan. He blinked his eyes to dispel those phantoms, tilted his head slightly to meet Zhang Xiaofan's gaze, and said seriously: "I can know you , itself is a very fateful thing.”

Leaving the seal, being able to live a peaceful and peaceful life without contention for such a long time, knowing a kind and gentle person, Ding Yin is not greedy, he is very satisfied, satisfied enough to feel enough, if this period of time will definitely end, then Please end it in a peaceful way, don't tell him that everything is false and nothing can be trusted.

He took a deep breath and approached the stove, telling Zhang Xiaofan, as if reminding himself: "Don't think about it. I'll send these to the front hall and come back to accompany you."

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