34: Painting Building
The Huoling Temple is peaceful, but the cold Taoist temple on the mountainside has a few more wisps of fireworks.
Lou Jinchen bought 20 chicks and a hen, a total of one brood. The owner was originally unwilling to sell them, but he agreed after Lou Jinchen used his money. His money came from several times.
Touch the corpse.
Nannan was the happiest after buying the chickens, but Shang Gui'an felt sad when he looked at the chickens.
Lou Jinchen knew that he remembered that when he said this, his home was still in Swimming City, but after his father left with his second mother, he didn't even say a word to him.
Lou Jinchen could feel his inner ghost growing in his emotions.
"Gui'an, you need a lamp to assist your practice, right?"
Because Lou Jinchen has read the "Dianxin Transformation of Evil Spirits" and knows that with this technique, to transform the evil spirits in the heart, one needs to place it outside the body. Otherwise, the ghosts in the heart will form delusional thoughts and make one fall into delusion, because
This technique does not take the step of subduing delusions. Instead, it uses emotions to strengthen the ghosts in the mind.
When the ghost of the heart is outside the body, it needs a place to rest, and that place to rest is a lamp.
There was a lamp on the table next to the viewer, often jumping restlessly. He also saw the lantern he had brought with him later, hanging there, with no flame on it.
However, Lou Jinchen was certain that the light on the lamp held by the statue in the main hall must also be the ghost of the viewer.
The fact that the meditator is able to meditate like this every day has a lot to do with the inner ghost outside, because Lou Jinchen actually feels that the meditator has a feeling of not being stuck in things.
Moreover, the master of the meditation can also focus on two things at once, which must be the master's unique skill.
"I will ask the temple master for a method of refining the lamp later." Shang Gui'an said. He knew very well that the ghost in his mind was still very weak. If he was stronger and still resided in his body, he would
It will have an impact on yourself, causing you to fall into delusion and become the kind of obsessed monk.
"Well, go ahead, go ahead, look forward to everything. No matter what, you have already embarked on the path of spiritual practice, and sooner or later, you will have to let go of the past." Lou Jinchen consoled him.
Shang Gui'an nodded vigorously, as if he was trying to convince himself with this nod.
Nannan was feeding chickens there, and Deng Ding had already tried to practice Qi formally for a couple of days.
Lou Jinchen came to the woods outside the Guanyuan to practice swordsmanship.
You can't go without practicing the sword for a day. Recently, I practiced stabbing for the first time. I thrust the sword to the farthest point. This is an offensive swordsmanship that can take the enemy's life. It can also be used as a swordsmanship to escape.
This sword comes out of the sea of Qi, and a thought reaches the tip of the sword. The person and the sword are one whole body. The sword thrust out for more than a hundred steps, and the sound of the sword's roar is like mist, filling the void and lasting for a long time.
He has been looking for the perfect way to exert force on his sword.
The vitality in front of the sword tip surged like waves. This was the air wave formed by the sword breaking through the void.
And the body twisted in the void, like a swordfish.
In fact, what Lou Jinchen was thinking about was the dragon in mythology, twisting its body and rising into the sky, followed by clouds and mist.
And when his body twisted, the cloud energy also surged.
He sometimes thinks that the so-called cloud follows the dragon. In mythology, wind and rain are always accompanied by dragons when they pass through. He now feels that if he continues to practice like this, it will probably be the same.
He has integrated this theory of controlling himself with swordsmanship, and compiled it into "Wandering Swordsmanship".
The body is like a swimming dragon, carrying billowing air waves and flashing sword light, shuttle back and forth in the sky above the forest.
The swordsmanship is very simple, just the basic sword style, but it can move back and forth for more than a hundred steps, giving people a feeling of wide open and close, as if he can thrust a sword hundreds of miles away if he needs it.
After practicing the basic swordsmanship, he started to practice other swordsmanship. He wanted to integrate other swordsmanship into it. After all, the ordinary swordsmanship just had a lower strength level, which did not mean that the theory behind it was not good.
Of course, he still needs to practice the sword of the heart, the sword of the heart, and then practice painting.
He tried to transform the folded paper crane into a white crane. He tried many times but could not do it. It was not because he did not have enough magic power, but the thing he transformed was not a white crane, but just a ball of light that looked like a white crane. He clearly remembered Master
The transformed white cranes are so lifelike that it would be difficult to tell which one is fake among the cranes.
It's not that the spell of Origami into a Crane is so powerful, but he thinks it is the gateway to illusion spells. If you learn this, then you will have a basis for practicing all illusion spells.
On this day, in the early morning, the rain was pouring down, and the drizzle was like mist. Lou Jinchen opened the door, and Deng Ding appeared in front of the door, as if he had been waiting there for a long time. He looked happy.
Lou Jinchen understood that he was an introduction to Qi refining and had opened up the Qi sea.
"It's done?"
"It's done."
"Very good. After entering the door, you must practice hard from now on. I will teach you the next practice method." Lou Jinchen turned back to the room and took out the Qi refining method he wrote.
Deng Ding happily took it and said, "Thank you, senior brother, for teaching me the Dharma."
"Magical knowledge is just a kind of knowledge. The meaning of knowledge is to spread, not to mention you are my junior brother." Lou Jinchen said.
"Senior brother, I will definitely work hard to practice and walk around the world with you in the future, slaying demons." Deng Ding said.
Lou Jinchen patted him on the shoulder, looked up at the drizzle and mist in the sky, and said, "Well, when the rain stops, we will plant those rapeseeds."
On the other side, Nannan also got up. The room she was living in now was a newly tidied room.
Lou Jinchen placed the two wooden barrels under the eaves and stretched out his arms towards the void. The clouds and rain in the void quickly gathered and condensed into water. Following his gesture, it poured into the wooden barrels.
among.
"Brother, what kind of magic is this?" Deng Ding asked.
"This is sensing yin and yang, it's just the basic application of Dharma thoughts." Lou Jinchen said.
Time flies, and more than ten days have passed.
In a valley more than a hundred miles north of Swimming City, there used to be a group of hunters who lived in the mountains all year round. Later, for unknown reasons, all of them died. Only the graves of this group are left there, indicating that they once lived in the mountains.
existence.
About three months ago, a building suddenly built here called the Painting Building.
The painting building receives guests who come and go to enjoy the yin and yang, and there are also yin and yang objects for sale.
The wind and rain were raging in the mountains, and the building was also lively. There were singing and dancing performances upstairs, and there were some people or inhuman beings sitting on the tables downstairs.
There were paper figures sitting on some tables, a cat sitting on one table, a few other vicious people occupying one table, a sinister old ghost occupying another table, and two delicate little ones.
woman.
There are all kinds of food on the table, some for human consumption and some for non-human consumption.
They all looked at the opera singers on the second floor.
The opera singers were also a pair of paper figures, but the people below seemed to be fascinated by the babbling.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and a gust of wind and rain poured into it. However, several paper figures remained motionless in the wind. A man wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat walked in. With a glance, he took in the scene in the building.
, those paper figures, black cats, old ghosts, vicious men, and charming women, all looked over.
Those pairs of eyes were so cold, as if they were trying to eat someone.
The man wearing a bamboo hat turned around and closed the door, then took off his bamboo hat. He turned out to be a young man with his hair tied up casually into a ponytail. His long eyebrows were slightly raised, and his peach blossom eyes were full of sharpness.
He put the bamboo hat on the side behind the door and took off his coir raincoat.
He looked at the evil people in the building and looked like they were about to eat him. He didn't say a word and only focused his gaze on the stairs upstairs.
There were two paper figures in colorful clothes who were singing opera, their eyes looked like they were dotted with blood, staring at him.
"I encountered wind and rain on the lower road, and I was passing by the painting building, so I came in to sit down. You guys look at me like this, maybe it's because I'm not welcome here." Lou Jinchen said without being polite.
But a fierce man said: "There are winds and rains on the road to life. If you open the door to death, you can't blame God if you seek death."
Lou Jinchen didn't answer. He hadn't figured out what these people were doing here. He looked at the fierce man who spoke, then looked at the paper man, and finally sat down next to the paper man.
, looking at the burner of incense placed on the table, said: "The road to life and death is just the road of yin and yang."
"Do you want to eat? Let's get something that people can eat." Lou Jinchen shouted towards the building, he wanted to see if there was anyone else.
His voice echoed throughout the building.
"There are strangers in the hall, so don't make any noise." A high-pitched voice sounded, and then he saw a black-and-white scholar-like paper man walking out of the room on the second floor.
This person turned out to be the paper man sitting in a sedan that he had seen before on the way to Heifeng Village. They had a brief confrontation at that time.
When Lou Jinchen saw this scholar-looking paper man, he immediately stood up and asked, "Are you the owner of this building?"
"No, I am the housekeeper in the building. Today is the day when my lady sells the paintings. If you want to sell, just sit down and bid. This building does not accept ordinary coins in the world. We can use gold and silver or barter."
Only then did Lou Jinchen realize that this painting studio was still engaged in this business, and that he really knew a skill and could open a shop anywhere.
Of course he didn't come here to buy paintings, but to learn painting.
A few days ago, several people came to the temple to visit the temple owner. The temple owner ignored them and could only be greeted by Lou Jinchen. He asked if anyone nearby had painting skills, and someone among them told him that there was someone in the painting building who was good at painting.
No one knows whether he can teach others.
Lou Jinchen was still waiting for the real owner, but the scholar and paper steward went in and out, took out a scroll of paintings, and opened it. There was a lifelike painting of a woman on it, or to be more precise, it was a poster. I don’t know if it was a human being.
Leather or whatever, stick it on that paper.
"This painting took my poster three months to make. It is not afraid of exposure to the sun or rain. It only needs to be sprayed with my poster's special perfume every day to protect its activity."
As soon as he finished speaking, one of the two women sitting there said: "I have a hundred taels of gold and one of the Five Emperors, and I am willing to exchange it for this painting."
Chapter completed!