After a while, the rain that had been dry for three months was accompanied by thunder and lightning. He immediately happily ran to the right side of the gap www.biquge.info washed the dirt that had accumulated on his body for two or three months with the rainwater that leaked in. After washing, I felt refreshed and comfortable, and the fatigue of the past few days was much lighter.

This night, he pillowed the sound of rain, dreamed of the green trees and red flowers all over the mountains, and slept comfortably.

It's just that I didn't expect this rain to fall for five days and five nights, but it didn't get small at all!

Liu Qinghuan sat on the stone in the cave, looking out at the gray sky from the gap, sighing. This whole year is really a lot of natural and man-made disasters, either the drought does not stop or the next one does not stop, God is going to kill people!

Fortunately, the stone cave is high on the left and low on the right, and the rainwater that leaks in accumulates a small pool below, and the excess is immersed in the rocks.

In the past few days, Liu Qinghuan has not been idle. He had already made up his mind to make a home here, so he naturally wanted to take good care of the cave.

Throw all the stones on the left that can be moved to the right side, and use those that can't be moved as tables and benches, barely leveling an open space. Then he washed the bedding and clothes, and hung them on the branches of the trees that were planted in the ground, and when they were dry, they spread them on the boulders, and then spread a layer of hay on them, and they made a comfortable bed.

There is still some horse meat, he is very frugal along the way, there is no shortage of food for the time being, and it should not be too difficult to go to the mountains to find some food when the rain stops.

But if the rain continued like this, it was very likely to cause a flood, and two days ago he had come out of the cave and looked, and the stream below the mountain had risen into a river. The ancients said: After the great drought, there will be a great flood, and the great flood is often accompanied by the plague, and the more people in the place, the more dangerous it is, he is alone in this barren mountains and mountains, but he does not have to worry about this, but he thinks of Tongda City at this time but somehow has a situation, and thinks that he does not know that the Fu family can safely reach Tongda City.

Originally, he only planned to escape the war and famine here, but now it seems that he will have to stay a little longer.

With nothing to do, Liu Qinghuan remembered "Sitting and Forgetting the Book of Eternal Life". He took out the fragments and the book, read them again, and made sure that the "Sitting and Forgetting the Book of Eternal Life" was the real original, so he put away the fragments and only read the book.

It is rare for him to be a little beggar who can recognize the words, and the words in this book are extremely obscure and profound, and he can read them as big as a head and two years.

The rain finally subsided on the eighth day, but it was still pouring down.

Walking out of the cave, I saw the mountains in the rain hazy and towering, and the air was crisp and cool, with the coolness of early autumn. The half-dead trees and weeds on the mountain were moistened and dyed with fresh green, as if they could be seen stretching their branches comfortably in the rain, stretching their waists comfortably.

Soon he found a field of wild taro beside the stream below the mountain, and found a large field of mountain chestnut trees behind the mountain, and all kinds of wild vegetables were popping up after the rain. The wild animals in the mountains gradually increased, and occasionally animal footprints could be seen by the stream. Once, when he was picking mushrooms in the mountains, he encountered a black bear, which frightened him and ran away, but fortunately, he was far away, and the black bear did not catch up.

After that, Liu Qinghuan was more cautious when he entered the mountain, not only did he always bring the knife, but he didn't dare to wander around the mountain when he was fine.

He found a large stone to block the mouth of the cave, and put the arched plank on the gap in the roof of the cave, so that it would have both light and protection from the wind and rain. I dug a few traps by the stream, and occasionally caught a small animal such as a hare, so that at last I no longer had to worry about food, but concentrated on studying the scriptures.

At the beginning of the book, we must sit still, collect our hearts and leave the country, without anything, into nothingness, and then our hearts are in harmony with the Tao. Because the state is created by the mind, only by collecting the mind and making it spotless and otherworldly, can we return to the mind and body of tranquility and nothingness. There are seven levels of faith, respect, breaking the relationship, closing the heart, simplifying things, true view, Taiding, and attaining the Tao, so that we can sit and forget to collect the heart, and the Lord can calm down and go to desire.

Next, he began to talk about how to cultivate, how to sense the qi between heaven and earth, how to introduce qi into oneself to practice, coupled with the image next to him, Liu Qinghuan faintly had some enlightenment.

It wasn't until many years later, looking back on this time, that Liu Qinghuan realized that he had been wandering all his life and had no fixed place, and only in this cave was he was in the most stable and peaceful state of mind. The mountains are lonely, but they are also quiet, the hustle and bustle of the world is gone, the little Liu Qinghuan often climbs to the big tree at the entrance of the cave, reads the scriptures in the sound of birds and insects, and his heart is not stained with dust like a mirror.

Winter goes to spring.

Early that morning, Liu Qinghuan sat cross-legged under the big tree outside the cave, breathing and exhaling as shown on the fragment.

The rising sun slowly rose in the east, and the warm sunlight shone on him through the foliage.

It's March, everything is new, the green hills are shady, and the wild flowers of red and yellow colors are blooming all over the mountain, blooming with vigorous vitality.

The breeze blew softly, Liu Qinghuan slowly closed his eyes, and his body and mind slowly entered the realm of emptiness.

I don't know how long it took, a trace of warmth suddenly appeared in the dantian of the lower abdomen, more and more, until it converged into a stream, circulating in his meridians.

Where the warm current with a faint cyan color passed, the five internal organs were nourished until they merged into the Baihui acupoint on the top of the head, and then flowed back down, slowly returning to the dantian.

Liu Qinghuan slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and clear, and he sat quietly for a pillar of incense for a while before he came back to his senses from the mysterious realm.

The scenery in front of me is still the same as before, but it is a little different. In the distance, he saw a drop of dew slowly slipping from the tip of a leaf on a weed, the branches of a large tree swaying in the morning breeze, and the veins on the leaves were as clear as in front of him, and an ant holding a seed high and burrowing into a small hole in the ground.

Liu Qinghuan raised the corners of his mouth, and joy welled up in his heart. He seems to have inadvertently reached the threshold of the book's induction of qi into the body, and from then on he really stepped on the threshold of cultivation.

When I lowered my head, I noticed that my whole body was covered with a layer of greasy black mud, and it smelled fishy.

Liu Qinghuan hurriedly got up and rushed towards the stream, and once again found that his body was much lighter than before, jumping higher and running faster, and it seemed that he even had a lot more strength.

After washing himself in the stream, Liu Qinghuan couldn't wait to return to the mouth of the cave and sit down, wanting to feel the warm current in his body again.