Kill the Taoist Master and it will be over!"

If you don't dare to fight back anymore, just sacrifice your magic weapon and have a discussion about Taoism.

The old Taoist priest sighed, "Idiot."

The monk looked around, there was no futon, and as soon as the ashes of the calamity were scattered, the idea of ​​​​seeking death as a solution was completely in vain. The only way out was a dead end. The monk was heartbroken, with tears on his face, "It's over, it's all over."

The old Taoist priest's eyes were filled with pity, "You have gone astray without realizing it, and you have wasted your energy and secretly rejoiced. In the end, you have failed to draw water from a bamboo basket. How can you cultivate the Tao?"

The monk was cruel and continued to curse, breaking the jar and smashing it. Since he was found by this stinky nose, he was going to die anyway, so he had to find some fun to make it worth it.

The old Taoist priest shook his head, with a rather sad and angry expression on his misfortune, "Back then I saw that you had misled me, and you were greedy for heaven's merits. It's not easy to think that you still have some nature. It's not easy for you to have a relationship with a poor Taoist.

A fairy tale in the mountains, we should have a good reunion. I don’t want you to rot like this, so I deliberately pulled you out of the furnace of burning fire to help you find a chance to survive. But you are stupid and ignorant.

Tianji, after so many years, still can't understand it. I only know how to sit still and be obsessed with it. How can the puppet in the shrine, which has obviously changed its course long ago and lost all the time and place, be called the true Tao and nature, governed by inaction? "

When the monk heard this, his face was dull.

The old Taoist priest shook his head, turned around and left, leaving behind a final sentence, "To mend a lost cause, it will be empty. If you mislead others and yourself, you will let yourself down."

The monk was not stupid after all, he hurriedly caught up and said, "Master Bixiao Cave, save me!"

The old Taoist priest didn't turn his head and sneered, "Aren't you a hero now, and don't you call yourself a Taoist?"

The monk looked ashamed.

The old Taoist priest didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and said: "The newly opened cave of Pindao is now in the bright moonlight. If you don't feel embarrassed, go there and be the caretaker of the mountain gate and warehouse, and also have the status of knowing guests."

If you don't want to, it's reasonable, and I won't force it. With the little Taoism you have left now, it's a bit far-fetched to fight with others, but when it comes to the world of Qingming, you can just choose a Taoist sect with the first sect.

, it’s not difficult to be a guest of honor and hang a portrait on the wall.”

The monk immediately said: "I would like to practice Taoism with Senior Bixiao."

The old Taoist priest said: "Lengmiaozi has little incense and the food is bland. I am afraid that fellow Taoists will condescend to it."

The monk hurriedly said some polite words, then remembered something and said cautiously: "Congratulations to the cave master for reaching the fifteenth realm."

The old patron raised his eyebrows slightly and chuckled, "That's easy to say."

Walking together in this place, no matter how talented the poets and essayists are, they cannot describe the desolation and desolation of this place.

According to legend, the Taoist ancestor traveled far and wide, traveling far and wide. He saw and heard many things that were strange and mysterious, unimaginable, wonderful and unspeakable.

Daozu once revealed the secret to the master of Bixiao Cave. It turns out that our hometown is a plateau, located in the ancestral land of dragons in the world, and is the origin of thousands of small worlds in the sky.

The ancestral place is called Kunlun.

What the Buddha and Lu Chen saw back then was one of the Small Thousand Worlds.

The old temple leader asked casually: "Gu He, how many reincarnations have you experienced?"

The monk who once used the Taoist title "Gu He" answered honestly: "I have worked hard to uphold a little bit of true spiritual integrity, rearrange my body and soul, and have been disbanded and reshaped thirty-six times. The hardships here are beyond words."

The old patron showed a rare expression of admiration and nodded: "This is valuable in that every reincarnation, memory, aura and soul are almost not lost. It truly creates a small world with endless cycles, and it can be considered a new path.

I'm going off the rails. I'll introduce you to a fellow Taoist later."

Gu He quickly saluted and thanked him.

Following Lu Shen, Chen Ping'an, as two important tributary clues, found the main stream of the fourteen realms in the future. The old Taoist priest stopped and saw something new.

The old temple leader used his magical power a little, and saw a Dharma form appearing behind the monk. He saw only bones without flesh and blood, but they were not real bones. Instead, the Tao Qi all over his body was condensed like jade, with the Dharma form dripping with golden light, and several main Qi meridians.

They are all in the posture of waterfalls flowing backwards. In the world, golden branches and jade leaves are used to describe the Taoist body of a person seeking immortality. It is right before your eyes, almost flawless. The reason why it is "almost" is naturally because the old viewer has a very high vision and has seen the real flawless.

Dao body.

In that seaside city in the human world, if a river flows into the sea, the tide will often flow in. The same is true for a mysterious and mysterious long river of time.

The old temple master reminded the newly recruited mountain guardians around him with his heartfelt voice, "Gu He, just pretend to be deaf and dumb from now on. Remember, don't make extra trouble and throw yourself into a trap."

Huang Zhen stood up, bowed his head, and said respectfully: "Junior Huang Zhen, Taoist name is Dachao, Haoran Baopingzhou Lizhu Cave Tianren clan. I have met Taoist Bixiao, and I have met Taoist Weichen."

The old temple master nodded. Since we were meeting "on the Tao", it was quite appropriate to call him "fellow Taoist" when we met.

Gu He asked in his heart: "Master of the Cave, I have never met him face to face. How does this guy know the Taoist name that I have given up for many years? Is he the reincarnation of an old friend?"

The old temple master gave a rough explanation: "This boy has supernatural powers and can tell the future."

Gu He didn't take it seriously. He was just a so-called prophet who peeped into the heavens. What kind of skills did he have? True Taoism. In ancient times, this generation of Taoist priests had the most miserable fortunes. No wonder they came here to escape. Otherwise, if the heart of heaven is slightly moved, a catastrophe will occur.

It arrived and turned into a ball of ashes. However, Bixiao Cave Master’s reminder could not be ignored, so Gu He made up his mind to just pretend to be deaf and dumb.

The old spectator smiled and said: "Huang Zhen, since several attempts to kill Chen Ping'an failed, and the effect of blocking his climbing steps was extremely limited, he turned to make a desperate gamble and made a big gamble. Unfortunately, he failed to intercept and kill Lu Chen.

How dare you not move your home and escape?"

"Master Lu has a broad heart and will probably not argue with you. As for Chen Pingan's temper of holding grudges since he was a child, you don't know. If you insist on waiting for him to come to your door, are you going to learn from Zhengyang Mountain or horseback riding?"

Kuxuan?"

"Why, it was written in the 'book' that Pindao was destined to die not long ago, but there was still a clear sentence that recorded that this fellow Taoist next to Pindao would return to Daoshan on a certain day in a certain year, month, and day, and he was destined not to live a long life.

Unable to prove immortality? So you squat on the side of the road in advance, waiting for the opportunity, waiting for the opportunity, and picking up opportunities?"

As expected, an expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action.

Huang Zhen sighed after hearing this: "Fellow Taoist Bixiao is indeed a scholar of heaven and man, and he is one of the true seers of the Tao throughout the ages."

The old spectator waved his hand, refusing to accept such flattery, "Boy, since I have glimpsed some secrets, I am lucky enough to be able to control the descendant of the Yin-Yang fish. To use an inappropriate analogy, I can use it between two knots.

Being able to move around without hindrance can be said to have the upper hand, and you have the authority to decide the direction of thousands of roads without authorization. This is a great freedom that ordinary people would find unimaginable. Normally, one should cherish blessings and even more cherish one's life.

That's right, you kid is not an ordinary person. If you follow the rules, you won't get here."

Huang Zhen said nothing.

The speaker was intentional, and the listener was even more intentional. Gu He's Taoist heart moved slightly, as if he had some enlightenment. After thinking for a moment, he stretched out his sleeve and used Taoism to reveal a writing brush. He held the pen barrel in one hand and pressed the tip of the finger with the other.

At one point, you can see that the group of hairs are all bent together with different arcs. If the tip of the hairs is regarded as the end point of a person and an event, a certain node, then all the slender pen hairs are roads with a fixed end point, no matter how winding, far or near

Regardless of whether the "road" is rugged or flat... Gu He shook his head, but still felt that there was something lacking and couldn't stand more scrutiny, so he gave up. It was really too much effort and futile fantasy.

It's better to go and guard the dojo of fellow Daoist Bixiao. Serve as a mountain guard for a fifteenth-level monk, your face will be bright, but it's shabby.

Gu He just silently wrote down the name "Chen Pingan".

A person who was said to be vindictive by the Master of Bixiao Cave?

Could it be that when this guy was in a bad mood, he went out for a trip to relax, and whoever met him on the road would end up half dead after just one more look at him?

As for the "yin and yang fish" mentioned by the master of Bixiao Cave, does it seem to be a real thing? It was indeed the first time Gu He heard about it, so he silently paid attention to it.

Huang Zhen asked a key question straightforwardly: "Does fellow Taoist Bixiao want to stand up for Chen Ping'an and protect him?"

The old temple master smiled and said: "Chen Ping'an and I are neither relatives nor friends, nor are we masters and disciples. Why go to such trouble to forcibly break the Taoist lineage of this great temple, and just watch Taoism with cold eyes and hands, isn't it good?"

Huang Zhen nodded and said, "You can trust fellow Taoist Bixiao."

On the side, Gu He was a bit slanderous. Can he really trust fellow Taoist Bixiao? It’s because he can’t beat the Master of Bixiao Cave, right?

The old Taoist priest was no stranger to Huaihuang County in Lizhu Cave. He shook his sleeves, raised his palms, and began to count with his fingers, making some deductions. Between the knuckles of the old Taoist's four fingers, the words "Ten Heavenly Stem" appeared.

, ten characters are arranged in a circle, just like that copper coin, the layout of the sky and the square is unusual, the old Taoist priest first presses a Gui character with his thumb, then moves the sky stem in a circle to the A character, and then uses the A character.

The word is the starting point, and the heavenly stem follows...

It's ridiculous to say that the dispute between Huang Zhen and Chen Ping'an traces back to its origins, but it was just a debt of 100 taels of silver. The most interesting thing is that neither party was present.

The Huang Zhen family's house is not far from Mu Ping Lane. There is a well next to it, but compared to the iron lock well that is overcrowded every morning, it is inconspicuous. It belongs to the private wells of several nearby families. The well is small, shallow and easy to access.

Fetch water. There is also a vegetable garden there, an alley even narrower than Mud Bottle Alley, which is often icy and slippery in winter.

Chen Ping'an once took Chen Lingjun through the narrow alley and passed the vegetable garden. Things were different and people were different.

Huang Zhen seemed to have something to say, and said to himself: "When I was young, my heart was as high as the sky, and I always felt that fame, fame, and fortune were within my reach. When I was young, I ran into obstacles everywhere, but I still didn't believe in fate. I believed that all the hardships now are the steps to advance in the next year. In the prime of life,

The will is depressed, and I realize a truth. The short and deep water is that the water is life and the ancestral shade. No matter wealth or longevity, the water you drink is like a flower in a dream or the moon in a well. Only at this point can you accept your fate. Suddenly, you look back, and then

You will feel that the shallow water in the small well in your hometown is a stable life. Unexpectedly, at this moment, time has turned around. I have entered the mountains, learned the Tao, and entered the journey of refining qi, and I know that there is a different world."

Huang Zhen is a few years younger than Chen Pingan. He has known Chen Pingan since he was young, but the two parties have never spoken. After all, except for Fulu Street and Taoye Lane, almost all the old, young, women and children in the rest of the town were

There is no one who doesn’t know Chen Pingan. Huang Zhen’s family background is average, but he has no problem studying.

In the morning and evening at school or after class, I met Chen Ping'an by chance, who was wandering around with nothing to do every day, like black coal, and they went their separate ways.

Invariably, they will give way. General actions, two states of mind.

One is that the elders in the family and the women in the neighborhood usually talk too much, and they are afraid of getting into trouble. The other is that they are afraid of causing trouble to others and making them unpopular.

At that time, a dark and shy orphan and a delicate and fair-skinned boy probably didn't know what the future was or what the future was.

Maybe the so-called tomorrow is the day to continue reading and literacy, or maybe tomorrow is the day to continue the empty rice vat.

At that time, if Chen Ping'an met Huang Zhen's mother on the road, he would call the woman second aunt. Even if the woman felt awkward, she would nod and give her a smile.

As for when the woman was with Ruan Xiu later, she said that Chen Ping'an often came to the house to have rice when he was a child. He would not give the fish in the bowl to his son, but put it into Chen Ping'an's bowl. Naturally, it was not true. It was just because it was earlier.

At that time, Chen Ping'an's father was good at firing kilns and making porcelain. He was willing to teach his fellow neighbors if they asked. Therefore, the relationship between the two families in the early years was indeed not bad, and at least they would visit each other often.

Later, when the weather changed, Huang Zhen quickly moved to Zhoucheng with his elders, where the family purchased land, houses, and shops, and lived a good life with plenty of money.
To be continued...