Under the cliff, sitting facing the wall, is it a person? Or is it a stone?

It's a human being, why don't you move?

It's a stone, why do the rags still move slightly in the breeze?

It's people!

It's just that this person seems to have become one with the surrounding mountains and rocks.

The ragged clothes on his body were also covered with dust and pine needle leaves, and the original color was indecipherable.

It's a human being, it's a living person!

Yang Zaixing finally confirmed.

"Borrowing ......"

The man heard the sound and turned his head slightly.

Kook!

The man's eyes were sunken, and his face was like the skin of dead wood, and he saw only ravines, but no luster, as if it were a shriveled skin, wrapped around bones.

The hair is long, haphazardly curled, dry and crumbled. There were ants and insects passing through it, and the man didn't seem to know it!

The man didn't care about the ants crawling among the whiskers, and he didn't feel strange at all when he saw Yang Zaixing.

Yang Zaixing had just killed two thieves, his body was bloody and conspicuous, he was carrying a big gun, and his murderous aura was still there.

When ordinary people saw it, they were surprised and frightened.

But this person, looking at Yang Zaixing's eyes, is no different from looking at mountains, rocks, trees, dead leaves and reptiles.

The deep-seated eyes are like bottomless black holes, and in the depths of the black hole, there seems to be a flash of light!

This man...... It's weird......

Although it is true that he is a person, he is more like a part of nature.

His body, his hair, and even the clothes on his body all blended in with the surrounding mountains, rocks, grass, trees, and soil.

"Where is this?"

The weirdo's Adam's apple moved.

There is hardly a trace of flesh on the weirdo's body, and the Adam's apple is very conspicuous, making a "grunt" sound. I don't know if it's the sound of bone movement, or the sound of the throat and eyes.

"Where is this?"

"This ......," the man pronounced strangely, "this, this, this, this." ”

It seems to be an absurd answer, but Yang Zaixing heard it and it was very reasonable.

yes, this. Here, of course.

The man spoke stiffly and laboriously. Combined with his curly hair and deep-set eyes, he should be an exotic.

After the man finished speaking, he slowly turned his head away. Facing the stone cliff, his eyes were slightly closed, and he continued to meditate.

The strange man was in front of him, Yang Zaixing was more curious than afraid, and he carefully observed the strange man.

The man's sitting position. It's weird.

Place your feet crossed on top of your other leg and your hands on top of each other in your lower abdomen. The body is not upright, the face is peaceful, the soles of the feet, the palms of the hands are on the top of the head, and the five hearts are facing the sky.

Yang Zaixing has heard people say that people who practice in foreign lands often adopt such a sitting posture, which is called sneering.

……

Yang Zaixing regards martial arts as the way, and has practiced martial arts to his level. It's already a kind of practice.

Strange people sit on their knees, which is also a practice.

The Tao is different, but the practice is the same.

And this strange man's cultivation to become one with nature made Yang Zaixing respectful.

Yang Zaixing no longer bothered the stranger, and seeing that it was getting late, he took out the dry food, broke a piece, and respectfully held it in front of the stranger.

The strange man turned a blind eye, and Yang Zaixing gently placed the dry food in front of the strange man.

and neither shall they tie up their horses, and let them eat the grass. Yang Zaixing found a shelter from the wind and rain on the stone cliff, gnawed on dry food, and silently thought about his thoughts.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep......

Cool breeze raids. The mountain rain came suddenly.

The raindrops the size of beans woke Yang Zaixing up.

Looking up, in the dark night rain, the strange man sat silently, motionless.

Yang Zaixing ran over and shouted, "Master." It's raining, so take shelter. ”

The strange man did not move at all, as if he was sleeping peacefully in the bleak wind and cold rain.

Yang Zaixing had the intention to wake him up, but he saw that the strange man was in the wind and rain, and he seemed to be very comfortable and even enjoyed.

Yes, the strange man has cultivated to the point of merging with nature, like stones, grass and trees, like soil, why fear the cold wind and rain?

Yang Zaixing seemed to have realized something, and he didn't dare to disturb anymore.

I didn't have this kind of practice, so I quickly found a shelter from the rain to rest......

……

The next day, the sky was clear and cloudy, the sun was shining, and the heat was unbearable.

And the weirdo is no different from the wind and rain in the strong sun, and his body shape and posture have not changed. The dry food given by Yang Zaixing did not move at all.

After a night of wind and rain, Yang Zaixing's stomach growled.

He took out the dry food, broke another piece, and held it to the stranger. "Master, eat something."

The weirdo didn't take the dry food, didn't say a word, but the corners of his mouth moved slightly, revealing a hint of kindness.

Yang Zaixing became more interested in this weirdo. "Master, don't you eat, drink, and are you not hungry?"

"What, for, hungry?"

The weird man has a strange voice and a strange tone, and his answer is even more weird.

However, in Yang Zaixing's ears, in the strange answers of the strange people, there is great wisdom hidden.

The great wisdom that cannot be seen, touched, explained, or thought through.

Unable to defeat Lu Bu has become a knot, and Yang Zaixing is tormented by the knot and is difficult to get rid of. And the great wisdom of the strange man seems to be full of answers to untie the knot.

Yang Zaixing became more and more interested in eccentrics and admired them more and more.

Just learn to look like a weirdo and sit on your knees.

Seeing Yang Zaixing sitting beside him, the strange man was not happy or annoyed, and his face was peaceful, revealing a little encouragement.

……

This kind of cross-legged sitting method with your feet folded cannot be done by ordinary people.

But Yang Zaixing has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his tendons and belts are extremely flexible, so it is not difficult to sit down in this way.

It's just that he usually never sits cross-legged like this, and after sitting for a while, Yang Zaixing feels that his legs are sore, numb, and even painful.

I had to get up and move.

"Deng, Zheng, Guo, and ......" the strange man suddenly spoke.

However, I saw his Adam's apple move slightly, but he didn't see his lips open and close. Although the sound is not loud, the sound is in the ears; Although the words are stiff, the words are clear.

“…… There are two initial foundations: one is to clear the void, and the other is to take off. If you can clear the void, there will be no obstacles, and if you can get rid of it, there will be no obstacles. There is no obstacle and no obstacles, and you can enter and exit the fixed position. Knowing this, there is a basis for entering the road. Those who are clear of the clouds and emptiness are also washing the marrow; The one who takes off, the easy tendon is also ......"

It seems to be a method of cultivation, and it seems to be the key to refining muscles and bones.

Although Yang Zaixing does not have much knowledge, his comprehension of martial arts is far beyond ordinary people.

The strange man recited the song to make him feel greatly.

The song is profound, although it is not possible to comprehend all of it at once, but when you sit on your knees again, you will sit longer and sit more steadily.

……

In only two or three days, Yang Zaixing could sit on his knees for two or three hours without feeling tired and sore. Even hunger has decreased.

It's just that, after all, you still have to eat dry food and drink water, and you still have to lie down and sleep at night, which is still a long, far cry compared to the weirdos who don't move day and night, don't eat or drink......

……

One day, after sitting quietly for a long time, Yang Zaixing's eyes were slightly closed, and he felt that something was shaking in front of him.

Slowly opened his eyes, and saw that on the stone wall in front of him, there was a big lotus flower, flickering!

"Master, there is a lotus!"

As soon as he spoke, his thoughts scattered, and the lotus flower disappeared in an instant.

Yang Zaixing rubbed his eyes.

It's not an illusion, there is indeed a lotus flower on the stone wall!

"Master, there is a lotus, do you see it?"

"None."

The weirdos are not surprised or delighted.

"Master, we've been together for a few days, and I haven't asked your name yet." I'm afraid that weirdos won't understand, so there is no need to use those hypocritical honorifics for such great cultivators.

When the strange man heard Yang Zaixing ask his name, a trace of confusion flashed on his peaceful face.

Cultivating to the realm of weirdos, the name is meaningless.

Yang Zaixing didn't get an answer, but Liu Mang, who was far away in Luoyang, got an answer.

Discover the Calling Talent: Bodhidharma! (To be continued.) )