Chapter 102: Jianghu immediately

Early in the morning, Lu Zhengkang sat on the bed holding a book of "The Book of Changes" and read it with gusto. Recently, he has been very interested in numeracy, mainly because of his curiosity about destiny and reincarnation.
Fengshui, physiognomy, character measurement, and fortune-telling are always labeled as liars, but Lu Zhengkang understands that these metaphysical knowledge has practicality, at least in the Taiwu world, these are all useful.
Now he is laying the foundation and learning some theoretical things to kill time.
However, the arithmetic is a comprehensive knowledge after all. Without practice, it is difficult to have true knowledge. After that, you still have to travel thousands of miles to verify the gains.
It’s November now, and there is little snow falling outside, dripping on the window frames, and the snow puff hits the window papers, making a rustling whisper. There is a small copper stove in the room, which is placed in front of the bed and burned. The charcoal, the warm and melting heat steaming, shines on the face, like the scorching wind in summer.
The oil lamp on the bedside wafted out the scent of various spices and oils, which made people drool. Lu Zhengkang was a little annoyed by the smell. He took the clip to extinguish the flame. Anyway, he could read the text in the book even in the dark.
At noon, a monk came to deliver a meal, a large bowl of noodles, Lu Zhengkang ate on the desk, opened the window, and served the meal with the snow scene.
Generally monks do not eat after lunch and eat two meals a day, but martial arts practitioners eat less than six or seven meals a day, because they consume too much energy. Fortunately, after reaching the realm of heaven and earth sympathy, they can grab the vitality of heaven and earth to nourish themselves. , The demand for food has been reduced a lot, and Lu Zhengkang can directly draw the upper edge to supplement himself. If he does not eat, he is hungry.
You can bigu, but there is no need to starve yourself.
It's freezing cold, eating so that the belly is round, and sweating all over is the real enjoyment.
After the meal, the monk took away the bowls and chopsticks, and Lu Zhengkang went out for a walk to digest.
After receiving the wonderful picture, he has ceased to be so noticeable, and now he walks quietly, and even the low-level martial arts monks and pilgrims can't find him. Compared to before, he is very clean.
Slowly walking around the halls, the smell of incense lingers on the tip of the nose, the brick pillars and beams seem to be soaked in the smell of smoke, amid the definite sound of Buddha's horns and wooden fishes, the mists are intertwined, giving the ancient temple a cloud There is a solemn shadow.
Lu Zhengkang actually doesn't like temples. He didn't like it before, and now he can't talk about recognition.
But this thought is not enough to affect his mood. The fact is that he is now living in a temple and is regarded as a leader by the native residents here, that is, monks.
He does not resist all the results of chance and coincidence. If life is a game, he is devoted to his role.
The number of members in the Pure Land Pearl has exceeded 10,000, and the monks do have their eloquence, so that the believers have all believed in the Deer Yuan Bodhisattva.
There are bodhisattva portraits, statues, and even memorial tablets everywhere, and even temples have been built in some places.
People always think that when they arrive in the pure land, they can get happiness and avoid the troubles of the world, but if the heart has greed, the pure land is also the world.
In this regard, Lu Zhengkang's solution is to expand the area, to separate everyone as much as possible, to give them the greatest freedom, and to live in their own world is finally at ease.
Some people become extremely presumptuous after the Pure Land has the ability to achieve what they want, and their behavior is inferior. Lu Zhengkang deprives them of their epiphany seals, drives them out of the Pure Land, and prays honestly for a few more years if they want to come in.
Managing these complicated personnel often takes up a lot of Lu Zhengkang's time, and gradually becomes a little tired, so he pushes some supervision tasks to the original cause. This kid is sitting in a daze all day long, and is very idle.
When Lu Zhengkang was walking in the Songshan region, he also established a connection with the whole ground line by the way. After learning Feng Shui, this pastime became more efficient, and the flow of the upper edge often spreads the Qi far. Get out.
The deep feelings of this landscape are contained in the heart, and feeling the ups and downs of the earth is an unspeakable and beautiful experience.
In addition to bringing him the enjoyment of beauty, establishing a relationship with nature has a more realistic effect, that is, his supernatural powers expand and he can freely communicate in the area of ​​the relationship.
At least it saves time on the journey.
After the digestion time is over, Lu Zhengkang will go to practice. Recently, he found a spacious sinkhole, which is warm in winter and cool in summer. The location is also very hidden. I have never had the opportunity to go.
The sinkhole is a channel through which surface water flows into the underground. It is funnel-shaped and there are often underground rivers or karst caves underneath. However, this one discovered by Lu Zhengkang has a history of many years. The groundwater level has already shrunk and the cave is very dry.
Somewhere at the bottom of the canyon, at the end of the ancient riverbed, there are steep cliffs all around, tall trees, and many tree roots on the cliffs are exposed. There are some weathered bones at the bottom of the valley. There are humans and beasts, presumably from He fell from above and died.
Lu Zhengkang stepped into the sinkhole. The ground was full of round rocks, covered with a thick layer of moss remnants, and a faint smell. It seems that these simple plants have not died out. Every summer is abundant. After the rain is nourished, it will rejuvenate.
Walking all the way in, the stone walls are rugged, dark and deep, and the roads are winding and narrow. Many times they need to shrink and crawl. Lu Zhengkang feels a little cumbersome, so he went directly to the sinkhole with supernatural powers, but he went down and came to a road. Semi-dry underground river channel.
This river is very wide, it can accommodate three people walking side by side~EbookFREE.me~ It can be seen how big the flow of the underground river was.
Nowadays, there is only a trickle and silent travel, like a dying snake.
Going underground along the water, you will get out of the Songshan area in three or two steps.
Lu Zhengkang hesitated whether to return, but seeing that the secret tunnel in front of him became wider and wider, he was quite curious about the end point, so he continued to move forward.
Establishing a bond with the earth along the way, Lu Zhengkang's upper edge beads are like a giant tree, spreading the root-like upper edge line wantonly.
In this way, he had a first-hand communication, and then he was able to drive on his way. The efficiency was higher than that of walking. Soon he would travel thousands of miles away.
Finally reached the end.
An underground cave.
The stalactites hang down and rise, staggered like fangs and sharp teeth, and the underground river merges into a small lake. There is a small breach in the dome above. The sunlight pours in obliquely and shines on the clear lake, making a foreign body at the bottom of the lake release a faint Of IPL.
Lu Zhengkang was going to see what was on the bottom of the lake. Suddenly a person fell from it and fell into the lake. The blood fainted and he didn't know his life or death.
It was dropped from the patio.
Lu Zhengkang looked up. There were three people on the ground. They wandered for a while and left.
Walked to the lake and looked at the person who fell in the lake. He was still tied to a stone and completely sank to the bottom. Even if he was not beaten to death, he would drown. Out of good intentions, Lu Zhengkang carried him ashore.
It is a young man in a white robe.
There were wounds on her waist, abdomen and back, blood was still bleeding slowly, and her heartbeat was almost non-existent, but at last there was a breath of internal energy protecting her heart.
"Falling into the lake without dying, there is a good story to save the master." Lu Zhengkang laughed and breathed at the man, the upper edge poured in, and the wound healed immediately.
In the dim light, the man opened his eyes, like a cold star.
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