Way of Choices

At five in the morning, Chen Changsheng opened his eyes. He did not wake up, but woke up from a state of meditation. Confirming that his body still hasn't changed, he shook his head and walked back to Xiaolou to take a shower. Leaning on the edge of the wooden barrel, letting the hot water soak in his tired body and spirit, sighing through the soaked towel, he murmured: "When will I find a way?"

This wooden barrel is about half a person tall, resting under the courtyard wall behind the building, very close to the wall. At the next moment, he heard a faint sigh and a word of distress over the wall: "When will the man be found?"

Thinking of the sigh he heard yesterday morning, Chen Changsheng removed the wet towel from his face and turned to look at the side of the courtyard wall. The eyes are a vine, the courtyard wall is very high, you can't see the scenery on that side, and you don't know who is talking.

That voice is very naive, and it should be a girl-everyone’s grief is not the same, but it is also sorrow. Chen Changsheng suddenly has some sympathy for her on the side of the courtyard wall, just thinking that her current situation really does not sympathize with others. qualifications.

The calm was over the next few days. He reads in the library every day. At night, he attracts Xinghui to wash his marrow. During the marrow washing, he always closes his eyes and meditates. Naturally, he doesn’t know that those Xinghui have already infiltrated his body-from the appearance, There is indeed no change. This result is somewhat disappointing, but he is still diligent and has not been affected.

Just like his practice, the restoration work of the National College of Education continued in an orderly manner. The priest Xin at the pivot did not stand in front of the stage to preside, but there was no shortage of funds to be allocated, and it was quite timely. The craftsmen and servicemen did not dare to slack off.

Since the sound of the courtyard wall in disrepair cannot be isolated, it is naturally possible to ventilate.

The news that the National College of Education was undergoing repairs soon spread in Kyoto, and the fact that the National College of Education had more students was gradually known. Only because of the real reason for the failure of the National College of Education, people only dare to discuss in private, where to dare to inquire, and finally only added some talk between the table and tea cases.

Chen Changsheng didn’t know that the outside world was full of wind and rain. He studied and practiced silently on the campus deep in Baihua Lane, repeating the same life. He didn’t feel that this day was boring.

On the surface, it seems that he no longer cares about the success of washing the marrow. In fact, his heart is tied to this. The floor of the library has not been scrubbed for a few days. This is very rare for him to be clean. This is evident.

The failure to wash the marrow does not mean that he has nothing to gain from his study and life here.

He read a lot of books in the library, most of the books he had read in Xining town, some books about spiritual practice were first seen, two contrasts, he was surprised to find that he had read since childhood Many of those words are related to spiritual practice.

When he recited those Taoist possessions when he was a kid, he didn't know what the hard-to-understand texts meant, and he asked Master that he could not get a specific answer, so he thought that they were metaphysical things, and he didn't think about it. Until now when he came to Kyoto, he saw introductory books on meditation theory and the like in the National School of Education. He didn’t know that there were any practice methods in the world, the precious experience left by the previous generations of powerful people, and those major schools that don’t The rumored exercises and even some unsecret secrets of the powerful demon are in the three thousand volumes of the old temple in Xining Town!

what does this mean?

Who said he would not practice? No, he just hasn't started practicing, this is his previous thought. Now, he knows that this sentence is also wrong. Who said he hasn't started practicing? No, from the moment he started speaking, he was already practicing!

The three thousand volumes of the old temple in Xining Town are countless pieces of knowledge related to spiritual practice. In the past, in his spiritual world, it was a fog, but now he understands the practice method is very small dust, in the fog. Become the core, so the water vapor began to crystallize, and there was a heavy rain!

Chen Changsheng has entered a very wonderful state or journey, which can be said to be a by-pass, or it can be said to be a divine initiation, just like being drunk, but in fact the description closest to the truth should be those four words: thick and thin hair.

It has been more than 14 years since the Ji Taoist picked him up by the creek, and now he has been reading every night for 14 years. This 14-year reading career is a process of accumulation. The extremely solid foundation, all that is needed is an opportunity to convert the knowledge mastered in these 14 years into your own understanding of the world and then your own strength.

It was like an altar of gunpowder lit by a Martian.

There was a big explosion in Chen Changsheng's spiritual world. He greedily read all the books in the library and mastered the rules of practice, so as to reassemble the information fragments above the Xining Town Road Collection, re-review and then truly master, understand the secrets of the practice world at an unimaginable speed, master those Details of the practice method. In terms of spiritual knowledge alone, there are probably very few people in the world who are even more extensive than him!

Failure to wash the marrow successfully, but suddenly such a big harvest, for Chen Changsheng, this is a surprise, but also a comfort. When he calmed down, he gave birth to a lot of confusion and uneasiness. He went to the window of the library and looked in the direction of Xining Town, thinking silently that the Taoist possessions in the old temple were not mortal, and Master was naturally not a mortal. He laid such a solid foundation for his cultivation, why did he not Will you teach yourself to practice directly, and you have to let yourself come to Kyoto before you start? Is it because your body's illness is difficult to cure, and you want to come here to see if there is any chance?

Time passed, and more than ten days passed in the blink of an eye. No one from Dongyu Shenjiang Mansion appeared, nor did the little girl named Shuanger come. The peaceful life was not disturbed, which made him very happy; but Tang Thirty-six has never appeared, which makes him a little unhappy-he left the address in the inn, thinking that the other party should be able to find himself, okay, that guy may also be practicing hard in the heavenly courtyard.

There is only Chen Changsheng in the National Education College. This is his college.

He studied quietly and practiced silently, and he gradually forgot the world outside. He has been forgotten by the outside world. Sometimes I think of the chats I heard when I was in the Jiaoshu. He remembered the bustling activities of the New Orleans and Star Picking Academy. He was envious, but he didn’t care too much. Monotonous life-studying in the old temple in Xining Township with my brother, I can only hear his own voice.

It's just that he has been washing the marrow for many days, and his body still hasn't changed. He can't see any hope of success. He will not give up, but after all, he will become more indifferent. He decides to find some other method in the book if he cannot do it in a few days.

Indifferent sometimes can make people lose some of their sharpness, but it can also make people more calm-even Chen Changsheng's current mental state, can't say to return to his heart, it can be considered to be back to the original, then look at the blindfold on the floor The light dust, he frowned, who liked cleanliness, very unhappy.

These dislikes are more about himself, he feels that he has become lazy a lot.

He drew clear water from the well and began to scrub the floor. The dust gradually cleared. After a certain piece of the floor was wet with water and wiped out, a faint scent was faintly emitted. He forgot that this was the sweat that came out when the life star was lit that day. Some doubts. The scent was really light, and disappeared after being blown by the night breeze.

After doing these things, he sat down at will and continued to start star-washing.

There was silence in the National College of Education. He closed his eyes and meditated, forgetting what I was. Naturally, he didn't hear the nightbirds in the woods outside the window. The nightbirds who were supposed to rest suddenly screamed, and the sound was crisp and moving. It was loud again, very joyful.

A butterfly flew out of the window and landed on the floor beside him, and he would never leave again.

It was the floor he just cleaned.

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Baihua Alley is an ordinary alley in Kyoto. Of course, it used to be famous, because the State Education College deep in the alley was once famous. At the same time, the Baicao Garden on the other side of the alley was also famous. It used to be a royal garden in the past.

The most famous rebellion in the history of the Great Zhou Dynasty happened in Baicao Garden. At that time, Emperor Taizong, who was still the prince, hurriedly drove from the palace to the palace, where he met the ambush of the other princes. At that time, Emperor Taizong was still wearing a nightgown.

The final outcome of the rebellion, people across the continent knew that His Majesty the Emperor Taizong had a thrilling final victory. His brothers were executed on the spot, and hundreds of followers were decapitated.

Because of this bloody, or disgraceful history, the Baicao Garden was abolished as a royal garden, and was handed over to the Tiande Hall of the State Church for planting herbs and spirits. I don’t know if it was because the soil of the Baicao Garden absorbed too much nutrients from the blood, or because there were too many corpses buried in the ground. The herbs and spirits here were so good that they were once again valued by the court and looked after strict.

In fact, only a very few people know that the reason why the Baicao Garden is guarded is that in addition to the medicinal herbs and fruits being too rare, it is also because there are often some important people who are inconvenient to show up. For example, the Saint Empress first When he was expelled from the imperial palace for the second time, he practiced in the temple here. It was for this reason that the Temple of Heavenly Dao later gained great benefits.

Now there is a nobleman in Baicao Garden.

Below the old wall covered with vines, there are tables and chairs made of stone, and there are tea bowls on the table. In the bowl are rare and precious Congyu new tea.

A little girl is drinking tea.

Her face is childish, her eyes are like ink stars, her lips are like red plums, her long eyelashes, and there are two faint blushes on her pale cheeks. She looks extremely beautiful.

It is a very healthy beauty, it makes people happy physically and mentally, and there will be no distractions.

The little girl herself was not very happy, and her expression was very sad, because she had not found the man yet.

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