different paths

Yue Chentan frowned slightly: "Oh?"

"As the saying goes, a strict teacher produces an excellent apprentice, this jade can't be crafted..."

Jia Wuhao scratched his head, still racking his brains on what to say, but Yue Chentan said clearly: "It seems that you really have a deep understanding."

“这个自然，爱之深责之切嘛，打着打着就习惯了。”说罢，贾无欺好奇地看他一眼，“你可别告诉我，从小到大没挨过揍。不过， He tilted his head and thought, "Your masters and uncles are all eminent monks. I have never seen such a person beating someone." He didn't know what to think, and suddenly laughed, and said while laughing, " These eminent monks are very capable of beating people, but while beating, they are chanting Amitabha Buddha, is it good?"

Seeing his overjoyed appearance, Yue Chentan was a little helpless and a little funny, this kind of mood was a brand new experience for him.His heart skipped a beat, and his originally calm and dignified posture finally loosened, revealing a bit of what a young man should look like.

Seeing that he was neither angry nor annoyed, Jia Wuyu felt a little embarrassed: "I didn't hold back my words, I was just joking, and I have absolutely no intention of disrespecting Master."

Seeing his cramped appearance, Yue Chentan sighed softly: "Now you know what restraint is."

His words came out of nowhere, Jia Wujue said in a daze, "What do you mean by that?"

"Do you remember what you said to me when we first met?"

Jia Wujue shook his head, Yue Chentan's gaze turned cold.Jia Wujue immediately added: "We talked a lot when we first met, why don't you give me some hints?" After speaking, he winked at Yue Chentan very sincerely.

Yue Chentan ignored his expressive face, lowered his eyes and said: "You said at that time, 'Your way has nothing to do with me, and you don't need to talk about mine', remember?"

"Cough," Jia Wujue cleared his throat, "At that time, I was just nodding acquaintance with you, and I was used to being unscrupulous. When I saw you, I was always rigid, and I always felt that you were pretending to be sanctimonious. I can't get used to it." , Naturally, it is unavoidable to say a few words. Now," he squinted at Yue Chentan, seeing that there was no anger on the other party's face, he continued to confess, "I know your nature is like this, and those fake and prudish people in the martial arts It’s different from those people who try to catch fame and fame. Besides, the most important thing in making friends is to connect with each other. If you have such a temperament, you definitely don’t like those crazy and wanton people. Since I know it, how can I indulge my temperament and make you unhappy.”

After he finished speaking, he fixed his eyes on Yue Chentan.I thought that even if the other party didn't show a very touched expression, he would show some smile.But what he never expected was that after listening to his words, the other party's expression not only did not soften, but even his brows frowned.

Yue Chentan was silent for a while, and then said in a low voice: "It doesn't have to be like this between you and me." He paused for a moment, looked up at Jia Wuchai, and said in a complicated tone, "In front of me, you don't need to restrain yourself."

His eyes were deep, as if they were full of thousands of words, that precious meaning, and he bullied Jia Wu like overwhelming mountains and seas.Jia Wujue seemed to have fallen into a cold pool, which should have been icy to the bone, but he felt that his limbs and bones were filled with warmth, making one unable to help but want to sink into it.

"Okay..." Jia Wuju heard himself say unconsciously.He didn't have time to sort out the surging thoughts, but he responded instinctively.

He answered in a daze, but he didn't notice that after Yue Chentan finished speaking, the expression on Yue Chentan's face was quite unnatural.As if feeling that what he said just now was very inappropriate, Yue Chentan explained dryly: "Master Hui Neng said, 'When the self-nature is originally pure', if you keep restraining yourself, it will be against the law of heaven..."

When Jia Wujue heard this, he suddenly chuckled, and jokingly said, "Why, I just restrained myself a little bit, is this unreasonable?"

"That's not what I meant." Yue Chentan blurted out.

"Oh——" Jia Wujue pretended to be stunned and nodded, "I misunderstood Chan Master Yue. Don't worry, Chan Master Yue, look, look, this ear is red with anxiety."

Yue Chentan coughed uncomfortably.

"Chan Master Yue, I don't have a high level of comprehension. From now on, Zen Master Lao will teach me more scriptures and Dharma." Jia Wujue rubbed his shoulder on the opponent's arm and continued laughing.

Yue Chentan didn't look at him, but just moved his body to one side, the roots of his ears became more and more red.When Jia Wujue saw it, he felt even more complacent, although he couldn't figure out why he was so full of joy and complacency.

The moonlight is like practice, and the night is as cool as water.

In the guest room of Longyuan Villa, a young man was tossing and turning on the bed.Yehan was like this, but his forehead was covered with sweat, and drops of cold sweat slid down his forehead, wet his trembling eyelashes.

There seemed to be two strands of zhenqi in his body, sometimes it burned his body like a prairie fire, and sometimes it was like a thousand years of ice that made him shiver.The great pain made him awake for a while, and in a trance for a while.When awake, he knows where he is, but when he is in a trance, he vaguely sees a scene that he has never experienced before——

Pavilions, terraces and pavilions are undulating, with undulating corridors and waists, and high eaves and teeth.The lady in the palace bun talked and laughed, and there was an endless stream of purple-robed guests.Suddenly there was a strong wind, lightning and thunder, and in an instant, the carved railings and paintings disappeared, leaving only devastation.The sound of messy horseshoes, clanging weapons, shrill screams, and desperate whimpers rang in his ears repeatedly. The sound was so loud that it seemed that he would not stop until his altar was shattered.

"Ding--"

A crisp wind chime suddenly reached his ears, he opened his eyes suddenly and sat up.

"If I don't come today, next year's today may already be your death day." A deep voice sounded by the window.

The young man couldn't hide his astonishment and looked towards the window. The closed window had been pushed open at some point, and there was a person sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals under the window.The visitor was tall and straight, wearing a bamboo hat with soap gauze around the edge of the hat.In the darkness, one could vaguely see his brows drawn into his temples, the corners of his eyes were evil, and there was a hint of coldness on the corners of his mouth.

"I know I was wrong, it's because I was careless." The young man immediately bowed his head respectfully.

Seeing his attitude, a smile finally appeared on the visitor's face.He looks stern and ruthless when he is not smiling, but when he is smiling, he is extremely amiable.

"It's good to know what's wrong." He said, his eyes fell on the young man's left leg, "How does the left leg feel these days?"

"Motion is fine without toxicity."

"En." The visitor waved his sleeve, and the young man felt as if a silver snake had penetrated the Fengbu, Futu, Liangqiu, and Xuanzhong acupoints on his left leg, and he drilled deeper and deeper with abundant internal energy. Get into his bones.

"How do you feel?" The visitor looked up at him.

The young man still bowed his head and said: "It seems that some internal energy has penetrated, first it was like being pricked by a needle, but now the internal energy is full of warmth."

"That's right." The visitor nodded slightly, "I used my internal force to temporarily restrain the spread of the poison in your left leg. But if you want to cure it, you still have to rely on yourself."

"Disciple understands." The young man said in a deep voice.

The visitor glanced at his drooping face, and asked again: "Has there been a breakthrough in the palm technique recently?"

The young man hesitated for a moment, then said, "No."

Hearing this, the visitor snorted coldly, without any smile on his face: "You were allowed to enter the world for cultivation, not for you to take the opportunity to be lazy and lazy."

"I don't dare." The young man lowered his voice a little more, "It's just that the last level is really mysterious and unpredictable. I sometimes feel it, but I can't break through it."

The visitor's stern eyes lingered on him for a moment, and said coldly: "Do you know why?"

"The disciple is dull by nature, and it is difficult to become a master." The young man said in a shy voice.

"Wrong!" The visitor yelled angrily, "I thought that as long as you devote yourself to practice, you will be able to gain insights, but I didn't expect that instead of practicing diligently, you would belittle yourself and not think about making progress."

"I know I was wrong." The young man lowered his head even lower, "Master, please punish me."

"There's no need for punishment. I didn't come here today to punish you." The tone of the visitor softened again. Sometimes he was calm and rainy, and sometimes he was as cold as ice, so cloudy and sunny, it was really unpredictable.

The young man didn't relax because of his relaxed attitude, he still bowed his head and didn't say a word.

"Peace is like the earth, and meditation is as deep as a secret." The visitor tapped one hand on the table and looked at the young man, "You only know that the eighteen mud plow palms came from the earth, but you don't know The relationship between the two is far from being as simple as it seems. Di Zang said, "If the hell is not empty, you will not become a Buddha." Do you know what the premise of this hell is?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man was shocked, and he raised his head suddenly.

"Very good, it seems that you understand." The visitor showed a satisfied smile, and then said word by word, "If you don't go to hell, how can you break the mud plow?"

"Master means—" The young man's tone was obscure.

"One person, one body, has eighteen realms. If the self-nature is evil, then there are eighteen evils; if the self-nature is righteous, then there are eighteen righteous ones. When the self-nature is used badly, one will have an ordinary mind, and when one's self-nature is used well, one will have the mind of a Buddha. Now you are ordinary There are half and half Buddhas, and when we talk about it together, it is ordinary. If you want to break through, start with the ordinary mind."

When the young man heard this, he couldn't believe it: "Could it be that the master asked the disciple to cultivate the eighteen evils first?"

"Why not?" The visitor wrote lightly, "Do you know that Eighteen Clay Plow Palms also have a name?"

"Forgive me for being ignorant and ignorant." The young man lowered his head, a little afraid to look directly into the cold eyes of the visitor.

"It's okay, I'll tell you as a teacher today." A gust of night wind blew, and a corner of the soap veil was lifted slightly, revealing the corner of the person's mouth, "Eighteen mud plow palms are for outsiders, I just call it For, eighteen evil palms."

As soon as he finished speaking, another night wind blew, but it was colder and colder than before.

The young man's slightly bowed body gradually straightened up amidst the bone-chilling chill. He raised his head and looked at the passerby with dark eyes: "I don't know how to cultivate the mortal mind, so I ask Master to enlighten me."

"What's so difficult about this." The visitor snorted coldly, "Did you just feel that there are two streams of real energy in your body, cold and hot?"

The young man nodded silently.

The person who came showed a gratified expression: "From this point of view, it is only a step away." He raised his chin toward the bed, "You go back to the bed to exercise your energy and adjust your breath, and after a stick of incense, I will help you as a teacher." Breaking through the joints is not just a snap of the fingers."

Seeing the smile on the visitor's face, the young man suddenly felt very strange for some reason, and an indescribable feeling arose in his heart.It's just that he always respected the visitors and never disobeyed him. After hesitating for a moment, he walked obediently to the bed.

Amidst the sound of night owls, the shadow of the moon slanted to the west, and in the darkness, the chill was even worse than before.