Qingling Punishing Heart

Chapter 12 Knocking at the Door at Night (Part [-])
As soon as the temple gate is opened, the winter wind howls in,

Mr. Shancai was wearing a navy blue cloak, standing quietly at the door.

Su Ji and him stared at each other for a long time, but remained silent.There was silence between the two, only the howling cold wind could be heard, roaring strangely.An inexplicable terrifying aura instantly depresses the surrounding atmosphere.

"It's so late... where did you go?" Su Ji asked.

Mr. Shancai sniffed Su Ji, and said calmly:

"Smelling of alcohol, I must have drunk too much. Didn't I say that I would go to the city to find Mrs. Wang?"

Su Ji hesitated for a moment, and suddenly remembered that Mr. Shancai had indeed said such a sentence before leaving.He hesitated for a moment, then had to let him in.

After Su Ji waited for him to cross the threshold, he tentatively said:
"You promised me that you would not take human life..."

Mr. Shancai replied coldly:

"There are plenty of people who care more about your safety than I do, so why should I do it myself. As for human life, I saved one, but it was her son's." Mr. Shancai smiled strangely, and said lightly: "That woman knows There are too many to keep!"

After finishing speaking, Mr. Shancai shook Su Ji's hand away with his shoulder, and walked straight forward.The moment he passed by, Su Ji felt a compelling aura.

The feeling of Mr. Shancai at this time is completely different from the feeling when we first met.His tone became more and more indifferent, and his words became less and less human.The person in front of him made Su Ji feel very strange. Maybe this was his original face, but he had been hiding it well before.

Mr. Shancai stopped, as if he was looking for something, suddenly turned around and glanced behind Su Ji, and asked suspiciously:

"...What is that hanging around your waist?"

Mr. Shancai's tone was as calm as water, but Su Ji quickly turned around and responded nervously:

"You can't control it!"

Mr. Shancai's complexion suddenly changed, and he said coldly in a tone that implied a hint of persecution:

"let me see……"

Before he finished speaking, one of his hands had already grabbed Hong Junling.The moment his hand touched the Hongjun bell, the bell suddenly echoed crisply, and the words on the bell burst into golden light...

Young Master Shancai let go of his hand suddenly, covering his eyes with his long sleeves.The dazzling golden light forced him to take two steps back.When he put down his sleeves, the surroundings were quiet, and Su Ji could no longer be seen.

Su Ji rushed into Li Hongjun's room, closed the door tightly, and hung the Hongjun bell on the door.

Li Hongjun, who was attached to the bell, said in shock:

"He really is a monster! Back then, I should have listened to the old beggar and got rid of him!"

Su Ji said out of breath: "It can't be removed now, and it couldn't be removed before."

Just as Su Ji finished speaking, he only heard the voice of Mr. Shancai from outside the door:

"It's rare that the red moon is in the sky, you and I won't see each other for a few days, why don't you come out and have a drink together?"

Su Ji panted, and said, "The night is dark and windy, and evildoers are rampant. It's better to rest earlier!"

The house was quiet for a while, and Mr. Shancai said: "Then I will come to catch up on the old days..."

Su Ji looked out from the crack of the door, and he had indeed left.

Slightly relieved, Su Ji suddenly turned over the tortoise shell bed where Li Hongjun was sleeping.Seeing Su Ji's flustered expression, Li Hongjun couldn't help becoming nervous himself, and asked:
"What are you turning over?"

"There is a method of self-cultivation in the temple. Finding it may deter that evildoer, and maybe it can help you become a man again."

After all, Su Ji took out a piece of tortoise shell from the tortoise shell bed and glanced at it, then threw it behind him, then picked up another piece, and looked at it in the same way.He just looked at one piece after another faster and faster.Before long, there were as many tortoise shells behind him as there were in front of him.

Li Hongjun asked puzzledly: "Can you understand what is written on it?"

"I can still read the characters." Su Ji said, but the movements of his hands did not stop.

"I mean you're looking too fast."

"I've been reading words so fast since I was a child." Su Ji said, throwing the finished tortoise shell behind him, picked up the next one, and said, "Not only is it fast, but it can also be memorized!"

"Then you recite the Burning Lamp Heart Sutra to me."

While continuing to move, Su Ji said loudly:
"Havasati Bodhisattva, the ground picks up radishes, the ground picks up radishes, the ground picks up..."

Li Hongjun didn't even understand a word of what he recited.At first he thought that Su Ji was reciting indiscriminately, but when he looked carefully, he was shocked.It turned out that Su Ji recited it backwards, and he didn't even recite a word wrong from beginning to end!

Su Ji continued to turn it up with a proud face, and suddenly found a piece of dirty white animal bone without a word on it.

"Is this bone leftover from you?" Su Ji asked Li Hongjun.

"These tortoise shells and animal bones are not mine. They should have been left by the Jiejiao disciples. Since the fall of the Shang Dynasty, the surviving Jiejiao disciples have fled to Xirongshen State to regroup. I heard that now they all wear red uniforms, and their identities are higher and higher." The darker the high red, the leader's clothes are almost pure black, which is about the same color as the old beggar's old beggar's old clothes."

After hearing Li Hongjun's answer, Su Ji was even more sure that the bone was left by the old beggar.He had heard that there was a kind of wordless heavenly book, the characters on it were feminine, and they would not show up in the sunlight, but the golden inscriptions could only be seen in the moonlight.

Could it be that the old beggar's method of cultivation is a wordless scripture?

Su Ji spread the animal bones by the window with great expectation, letting the moonlight shine on them.

However, it hasn't changed for an hour.

Su Ji was upset, and looked at the animal bones over and over again, until the sky was dark, but he still couldn't figure it out.

The next day, a strange thing happened in Qingling Temple.

There were seven more boys in brocade Taoist uniforms in the temple overnight, but Mr. Shancai disappeared. Only these seven boys were left to come and go freely in the temple, taking care of the things in the temple.

These Taoist boys delivered three meals a day on time every day, but every time they only put the meals outside the door, and never dared to step into the door.Su Ji felt that the Taoist boys were afraid of the Hongjun bell on the door, and thought that as long as he didn't leave the house, there would be nothing he could do with ghosts and ghosts.

The three meals that Daotong sent were very rich, including fish and meat, and a jar of good wine.Su Ji seldom ate those meals, but he couldn't resist the good wine.Thinking of the four ghost brothers in the temple, now he is the only one still panting, feeling hopeless for a moment, empty in his heart, without thinking about food and drink, and basically living on drinks every day.

Ever since she slept in Li Hongjun's room, she was awakened by a strange sound every night.Sometimes the sound came from knocking on a window, and sometimes it sounded like knocking on a door.The sound of knocking can be light or heavy, and the frequency can be fast or slow, as if the person knocking on the window and door is not the same person every night.

Su Ji couldn't figure out whether it was a dream or if someone knocked on the window every night.Fortunately, none of those people dared to come in, so he wasn't very worried.

Until one night, Su Ji had another strange dream.

When the dream began, a cool breeze blew in from the window.

A man in white clothes floated in through the window.No matter what, Su Ji couldn't see his face clearly, he could only hear the sound of haha ​​from his mouth, which was very scary.

Immediately afterwards, a pale hand slowly stretched out.

Su Ji woke up suddenly, sweating profusely.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that the window was closed.

That night, ever since he had that nightmare, he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep again.He kept thinking about that pale hand that seemed to be asking for something from him.

Could it be that these people who come every night also want to get something from him?

Su Ji looked at himself from head to toe, and found that there was really nothing worthy of others' attachment to him.Then he thought about it in reverse, maybe what he thought was unimportant was important to others.

He remembered the two treasures mentioned by the barefoot Taoist priest before he died, a bronze bell without a bell tongue and a beast bone that was suspected to be a method of cultivation.

The Hongjun bell has the effect of deterring monsters, and ghosts will not want it, so there will only be that piece of incomprehensible animal bone left.

Su Ji picked up the animal bone and looked at it again. The more he looked at it, the more disturbed he became. Since he couldn't understand it, he would rather burn it to ashes than let the ghosts think about it all day long.

He got up from the tortoise shell bed, found a plate at random, and put animal bones and a large lump of hay in it.

At this moment, something unexpected happened to him!

A pair of amazed eyes were shining brightly in the light of the fire.

The strange thing is that he hadn't lit the fire yet, but the animal bone itself started to burn on the plate.The fire burned hotter and hotter, and although the bones gradually turned black in the fire, there was no unpleasant smell.

Su Ji took a closer look, and the black bones reflected the flames, and rows of vertical characters emerged, and the eye-catching flame characters shone brightly!

In order to see those words clearly, he got closer and closer, but he couldn't feel the temperature of the flame at all.He tried to touch it with his hands, and found that the flame was actually chilly!

The corners of Su Ji's mouth rose slightly, thinking that the so-called scriptures are not afraid of fire.

However, he soon discovered that what is more miraculous than the "Truth" is the plate under the "Truth".As long as the animal bone is taken out of the plate, the flame will be extinguished, put it in the plate, and the flame will burn again.

Throwing the animal bones into the plate repeatedly, watching the flames burn up and go out again and again, Su Ji was very happy in his heart and couldn't put it down.

"It's weird..." Li Hongjun looked at him and couldn't help being shocked.

He didn't see any flames, but only saw Su Ji repeatedly throwing a bone into a plate, as if he had gone crazy and was possessed.He thought to himself that Su Ji looked like an idiot, but he was actually a scholar at heart, and he was able to hold a bone and read with great joy.

Su Ji firmly believes that the answer he wants lies in these bones.He has always been tired of reading, but these days he has read all the books in his life in one go.

What surprised him even more was that the words that appeared on the animal bones would change every night of the full moon.Ever since he discovered the secret of animal bones, he must read it every moonlit night, a new book every time.

From the first moon night to the fifth moon night, he read the classics of five schools of law, ink, soldiers, Confucianism, and Buddhism, which he had never heard of before.

On the sixth moon night, he read through the first two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine volumes of the Three Thousand Ways in one breath, which involved the nine realms of cultivation, and the first three were refining and transforming Qi:
In the stage of the first stage of bigu, Xuanqing Qi is condensed from the palm, able to control things from a distance, and can break a thick old pine tree with one palm when the realm breaks through.There are a small number of people with special physiques who can integrate Xuanqing Qi into their blood, muscles and bones, and their bodies will be more transparent than ordinary people, and they can escape through walls, as if they were nothing.

In the second stage of Qi refining, Xuanqing Qi penetrates Yintang between the eyebrows and Tinghui on the ear, two acupoints.You can see six directions with your eyes, listen to all directions with your ears, and see through all illusions.

……

Su Ji felt that each of the nine realms was more mysterious than the last, which was unbelievable.He remembered that when he was cultivating immortals before, those monks said that his immortal bones were extremely poor. This time he got this cultivation method, so he just wanted to try it.He cultivated from the first level.According to the Dharma, during the practice period, you need to sit in meditation without food, absorb the essence of heaven and earth instead of eating, and your body will be stronger than ordinary people.

He reduced his food by half every day, and on the tenth day he completely fasted, drank a glass of wine when he was hungry, and only drank water when he was thirsty.

However, after a month of bigu, not only did he not become stronger, but he also starved himself to the point of emaciation.Don't talk about fetching things from space, escaping through walls and escaping from the ground, not starving to death is already considered a big fortune.

He was puzzled and annoyed, disappointed and desperate. Did he feel that his cultivation talent was really so bad that it could not be cured?

No, there must be some other reason.Su Ji firmly believed in this.

Before he found the reason why he couldn't practice, he could only take a step back and think, if only one person could penetrate the wall and get things from the air, wouldn't all men and women in the world be uncomfortable in the room and act in violation of the rituals of the Zhou Dynasty? Something indecent?

It can be seen from this that no matter whether it is an innate elucidation or an acquired censorship, all those who can get started with bigu are more or less a few people with certain talents, and Su Ji currently seems to have no...

On the night of the seventh moon, he finally read the third thousandth volume of the Three Thousand Ways, called "Yin Yang Nine Palaces Zen".

He felt very strange, why did this last volume have to be independent?

Opening it casually with curiosity, his eyes suddenly brightened.This Yin-Yang Nine Palace Zen is actually the only method among the Three Thousand Ways that does not involve Xuanqing Qi.

The way of yin and yang should be the foundation of Taoism, but it only has a hundred characters, so it is obviously not as important as other methods.After reading these one hundred words, Su Ji was ecstatic, jumping up with excitement like a child, feeling that he finally got what he wanted!

He can just start from this sect, and through the changing laws of yin and yang in the world, he can deduce where a person comes from and where he is going, thus uncovering the mystery of his own life experience.

He realized from the Three Thousand Ways that everything in the world has yin and yang.No matter what level of practice you reach, you will still have weaknesses.Mastering yin and yang can master the weaknesses of oneself and others, and make up for the deficiencies of nature with the merits of the future.Many practitioners are eager for success, ignoring the importance of the way of yin and yang, but Su Ji regards it as a treasure and starts to practice immediately.

He arranged the tortoise shells according to the yin and yang of the nine palaces, sat high in the center of the futon, and meditated with a mind like still water.

The first 89 days were very dull and difficult, until the No.90 day...

An epiphany emerges from the state of mind.The mind gradually entered an ethereal artistic conception, and the darkness in front of him gradually turned into a bright night sky.

A light pierced the sky.

The light turned into seven meteors and fell to every corner of the land of Shenzhou.He himself was one of the stars, and the brightest one.

Suddenly, a faint smell of wine came to the nostrils.

Su Ji couldn't help but lose his mind, his eyes fell into darkness again, and his consciousness returned to reality.

(End of this chapter)