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"Child, you're lazy again. This scripture has not been flipped for three days. Do you believe that I will take you back!”
"Don't, Grandpa, don't be angry. You're already speaking in dialect.”
In the courtyard, an old Daoist dressed in a simple grey-white Daoist robe was glaring at him. The young man beside him was lying on the stone table, grabbing the book that had slipped to his chest in a hurry as he spoke to the old Daoist with a mischievous smile.
"Being angry is not good for your health."
"You rascal, you still know how to feel sorry for this old Daoist.”After saying that, he shook his head helplessly and turned to leave.
The young man heaved a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to stand up, he heard the old Daoist's voice coming from afar.
"Tonight, I want to see how you look today, but don't even think about eating vegetarian food.”
The young man's body stiffened and he lay down again.
The young man's name was Yin Shi, also known as Xuan Jun.
Don't misunderstand, this isn't ancient times. Yin Shi is a modern person, so what's with his word?
This had to start from his encounter with the old Daoist.
When Yin Shi was six years old, the whole family went on a vacation. At that time, navigation wasn't popular yet. Their family accidentally lost their way and came to the foot of a nameless mountain.
Although this mountain wasn't majestic and steep, it had its own interesting points. A part of the mountain was hidden in the clouds.
There was a small stream flowing out of the mountain. The water was slow and glimmering, and there were occasionally round stones decorating the water surface. It was a good place to play in the water.
Although the place was remote, there were traces of people.
Old Yin immediately decided to play here. It wasn't until noon, when the sun was indeed a little spicy, that the family moved to the shade and set up a stall for lunch.
After lunch, Old Yin found a small path, and the family decided to walk along the path up the mountain.
Walking on the mountainside, the child was very active. Not only did he scare the snake by stepping on the grass, but he also stepped on the snake.
A cry of pain startled Old Yin. He hurried over to take a look and could only vaguely see a grayish brown and a triangular snake head. Old Yin's heart turned cold.
The wound on Little Yin's calf was extremely hideous. Nanny Yin was already panicking, but Old Yin forced himself not to panic. He tore two strips of his clothes and tied them up, regardless of whether they were near or far.
He picked up Little Yin and ran down the mountain, but the road down the mountain was not easy to walk, let alone carrying someone.
Before he could run far, Old Yin slipped and fell to the ground. In his panic, Old Yin had to hold Little Yin Shi tightly in his arms so that he did not cause him a second injury. However, Old Yin fell heavily.
Nanny Yin, who was following behind them, was completely flustered. She continued to hit her, and this ordinary woman started to cry.
The cries of Nanny Yin and Little Yin Shi alarmed the old Taoist priest who was passing by.
The old Daoist walked quickly through the forest and arrived in front of Old Yin.
Seeing Little Yin Shi's wound, the situation was more or less clear.
He didn't say much. He put his index and ring fingers together and tapped a few spots on Little Yin Shi's body. It was very fast and steady, like a sword. He said to Old Yin, who had yet to react," Can you hand the child over to me? I have a way to cure the snake injury. Can you move to my Taoist temple?”
Old Yin reacted as if he had grabbed onto a life-saving straw. He was still mumbling," Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid. I'm here."。。After a long time, he couldn't finish his sentence. He said to the old priest,"Good, good, good."
The old Daoist priest took Little Yin Shi from his hands and turned around to leave. His footsteps were as swift as flying.
Old Yin limped as he ran, his entire body in a sorry state. He was still shouting,"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."
Strangely enough, Little Yin had stopped crying. He looked at the disheveled Old Yin with wide eyes, tears flowing from the corners of his eyes. The blood from the wound had stopped.
He didn't know if it was the greatness of his father's love or the profundity of his old methods.
Or both?
However, the old Daoist was also an extraordinary person. Just by looking at his face, he was probably in his forties or fifties, but he was still full of energy. Carrying a child up the mountain was as easy as walking on flat ground.
However, Old Yin had suffered a lot. He had indeed fallen quite heavily just now. How could he keep up with the old Taoist priest?
Seeing this, the old Taoist priest said," Saving people is like putting out a fire. I'll go first. The two of you can just walk along this path. If you can't find it, wait on the path. I'll come to find you after I'm done."”
Without waiting for Old Yin's reply, he quickened his pace and left. Soon, he was gone.
Seeing this, Old Yin was also anxious, but he had no better way. However, as parents, how could they not worry about their children? Moreover, an unfamiliar old Taoist priest had taken their children away. Therefore, Old Yin gritted his teeth and tried his best to keep up. His face was covered in cold sweat from the pain and hot sweat from the intense pain. Old Yin wiped his face with his hand, and it was covered in mud. He looked very sorry.
When Old Yin arrived, it was an hour later. Old Yin and Nanny Yin were really tired. That small path was not called a road, it was just a passage to get rid of the grass. However, there were no other branches along the way, so Old Yin did not get lost in his hurry.
When Old Yin saw the building in front of him clearly, he could not help but feel a little surprised. In this unknown mountain, there was actually a large Taoist temple. Previously, they thought that the Taoist temple was at most the size of a courtyard house, with a few buildings reaching the top. However, at this moment, they felt a little more confident and felt that the old Daoist might not be an ordinary person.
The door of the Taoist temple was unlocked and was half open. It could accommodate about four people walking side by side. He looked at the plaque at the door. It was not carved, but written. There were three big words written on it, but the rightmost word could no longer be seen clearly. The remaining two words were Jade and Temple.
Old Yin pushed the door open and entered. He happened to meet the old Daoist who was carrying a wooden bucket in his hand. Without waiting for Old Yin to speak, the old priest waved his hand and put down the wooden bucket in his hand. He said," My two scholars, the child is fine now. However, the medicinal herbs that I usually prepare are not enough. I would like to ask one of you to go with me to collect the herbs, and the other to stay behind to take care of the child." How is it?"
Old Yin was about to open his mouth and go with the old Daoist. In the end, Nanny Yin said," Can I go with you? My husband was injured in a hurry just now. His legs are inconvenient."”
"You don't have to worry, but there's no danger if you help me carry things while picking herbs. Those who were unable to walk could just stay here.”the old Daoist replied casually.
As he spoke, he walked past the two of them and walked to the door. He took out a basket from behind the door and carried it on his back. He said,"The child is in a room not far from the Three Pristines Hall. The door is open." This bucket of dirty water needs the old Daoist to deal with it, so I'll just leave it there and do it myself.”After saying that, he walked out of the door swiftly.
Seeing this, Mama Yin quickly said to Old Yin," It's settled then. How about you go and see the child? I'll go and help."”After saying that, she followed.
Nanny Yin followed the old Taoist priest for about an hour and was a little out of breath. This was when the old Taoist priest slowed down, unlike when he first saved people.
The old Daoist stopped at the foot of a mountain wall. He called Nanny Yin over and handed her the basket on his back.
Without waiting for Mama Yin to speak, the old Daoist priest turned around and leaped up. He grabbed onto a rock that protruded out of the mountain wall with both hands and swung his body up forcefully with both hands. He threw his body towards the mountain wall at the side and then used one foot to push against the mountain wall to jump up. Then, he placed his hands on the mountain wall and quickly climbed up.
The entire process was very short. Once again, Mama Yin felt that the old Daoist was definitely not an ordinary person. Although he was not as elegant and unrestrained as the Lightness Skill in Wuxia, he was still very pleasing to the eye and made people feel that he was at ease. It was not something that an ordinary person could do, let alone an old man who was over fifty years old.
It was a large Taoist temple in an unknown mountain. He looked over fifty years old but his body was unusually strong. Coupled with his identity as a Taoist priest, it undoubtedly covered a thick veil of mystery for this Taoist priest.
After the old Daoist brought Nanny Yin to pick the herbs, they even went to the forest to hunt for some wild game. As for how they managed to hunt, Nanny Yin was already used to it.
It was almost dusk when they returned to the Taoist temple.
The old Taoist priest brought Nanny Yin to the room where Little Yin Shi was placed. He saw Old Yin making a phone call at the door of the room. When he saw the old Daoist return, he said to the phone that he would talk about it later and hung up. It seemed that Old Yin had not left the room. His face was still covered in bruises. He was not in good spirits either.
"The child is asleep. Daoist Priest, do you want to wake him up? "Oh, I haven't asked the Taoist priest's name," Old Yin said.
"No need. You guys follow me now. The old Taoist priest's surname was Li. He led Father Yin and Mother Yin to the kitchen.
As he walked, he said to Father Yin and Mother Yin," I'll go cook later. I'll eat some wild game to nourish the child's body. I'll have to trouble you to boil the herbs. Also, this place is remote. Although there's a signal, the transportation is inconvenient. In addition, it's getting late, and the path down the mountain is not short and uneven. You've encountered a sudden change today, so it's not suitable for you to go down the mountain at night. If you can trust me, why don't you rest here for a night?”Although the old Taoist priest's words were not very cordial, he had considered every detail clearly. It was obvious that he was a warm-hearted person.
"It's no trouble, no trouble. I've troubled Cultivator Li today. I really don't know how to thank you. If it weren't for you, we really wouldn't know what to do. We'll be staying here tonight." Old Yin said hurriedly.
"You're too polite. Cultivators value fate the most. Meeting is fate. How can we sit idly by?”the old Daoist said casually.
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At the dining table, Little Yin had regained some of his energy. However, his little face was worried when he drank the medicine.
The relationship between Old Yin and the old Taoist priest had become much closer at the dining table. They began to chat about their daily lives and listening to the old Taoist priest talk about Daoist-related knowledge.
He also learned a shocking fact that the old Daoist was almost seventy years old. Yin Shi's family was secretly shocked.
"Why does Grandpa Daoist speak differently from us?”Little Yin Shi suddenly asked,
Everyone was stunned for a moment before Nanny Yin reacted. She knew that it was because the old priest spoke in a classical manner. She smiled and said," This is because Grandpa Priest is a person with special knowledge."
" Then I want to become a person like Grandpa Daoist," Little Yin said.
This was the first time Yin Shi and the old Taoist priest met, and it was also the fate and calamity of Yin Shi that the old Taoist priest mentioned.
That was the beginning of Yin Shi's maturity and the closest he was to death.
The next morning, Yin Shi's family hurriedly went down the mountain after eating. Old Yin took Yin Shi to the hospital for a check-up. After confirming that he was fine, he was relieved.
After a few days, he brought Yin Shi to the Taoist temple with gifts to thank him.
Then, he learned from the nearby villagers that the old Taoist priest had been alone all this time. There were no other Taoist priests in the huge Taoist temple. He felt that the old Daoist was already so old. Although he was capable, he was still too lonely. Therefore, he brought Yin Shi to visit the old Taoist priest every few days.
After a while, they became familiar with each other. He originally wanted to acknowledge Old Yin as his master, but the old priest had concerns. He said that the time had not come yet, but he could not persuade Old Yin, so he acknowledged Old Yin as his master. Every winter and summer vacation, Yin Shi would come to learn to be a Taoist priest and read Taoist classics.
Later, Yin Shi learned that the Taoist temple was called Lou Yu Temple. Moreover, according to the ancient method, from left to right, the Taoist temple was the Taoist temple. Therefore, it meant to observe the jade tower. Of course, he didn't know if he was right or not. Yin Shi had asked the old Taoist priest before, but the old Taoist priest didn't answer him. Yin Shi even arrogantly thought that he was right.
Now that Yin Shi was twenty years old, he came to the Taoist temple to continue being a Taoist priest during the university holidays.
This word was given by the old Daoist.
Hence, the scene that he had just seen happened.
It was dinner time. The old Taoist priest studied the Empress Yin Shi. Yin Shi barely passed and was allowed to eat vegetarian food.
The Taoist temple did not prohibit meat and fish, but during the fasting period, only vegetarian food was allowed. What was the fasting period? The full name of the fasting period was " fasting ceremony ". The fasting ceremony referred to the laws and regulations that the fasting activities were based on. All Taoist temples would hold birthday celebrations and other ceremonies every new moon, the first day of the first month, important religious festivals, and the Christmas of the ancestors of various sects. These common rituals were all part of the fasting ceremony.
The old Daoist's temple was a temple for his descendants. It was a temple that could be inherited by an individual. Usually, it was passed down from master to disciple. That was why the old Daoist was unwilling to take in disciples easily.
But today was a little different. After dinner, Old Master Li called Yin Shi to the Ancestral Master Hall.
"Today is your coronation day. I have decided to officially accept you as my disciple.”The old Daoist faced the Patriarch Statue and said without turning his head.
"You and I have been together for many years. We only lack the status of master and disciple. Our sect doesn't have many rules. It's fine to get along as usual. Tonight, he would kowtow in front of the Patriarch as a ceremony.”
" Yes," Yin Shi replied and kowtowed obediently.
Seeing this, Old Master Li smiled in relief. He solemnly picked up the sword on the table under the Patriarch's statue and pointed at it, saying,
"Do you still remember her?"
"Of course I remember. If not for it, you would have taken me in as your disciple long ago.”Yin Shi replied,
This story started when Yin Shi was 16 years old. That year, Yin Shi was taught swordsmanship by an old Taoist priest. However, he practiced with a wooden sword all day long. The young Yin Shi set his eyes on the only real sword in the temple, which was the one offered in the Ancestral Hall.
When the old Taoist priest was not paying attention, he sneaked into the Ancestral Hall. Driven by curiosity, Yin Shi pulled out the sword, only to find that the blade was rusted. He could not help but feel a little disappointed. He casually touched the blade of the sword. Who would have thought that with just a casual touch, he would actually cut Yin Shi's hand. Fresh blood flowed out. Then, Yin Shi noticed that the blood-stained blade that had cut open his finger was no longer rusted. It was even faintly glowing. This scared Yin Shi. Coincidentally, the old Daoist priest pushed open the door and entered. The sword fell to the ground under their gazes.
Later, the old Taoist priest changed his mind about taking Yin Shi as his disciple that year. He read more scriptures every day. According to the old Taoist priest, he wanted to continue to hone his temperament and observe his character. This delay lasted for four years.
Back to the main topic, the old Taoist priest said seriously," This sword is called Feng Xuan, and the scabbard is called Yu Lou. She has a spirit."”
"What I'm going to talk about next is the secret of my sect. It's not recorded in a book, but passed down by word of mouth. The other part is recorded in a book together with the inheritance of my sect. I'll pass it to you along with Feng Xuan later.”
"There are true immortals in this world, but I don't know why immortals have no trace or end. In ancient times, there were Dao, Dharma, and spells. The funny thing was that if the spells were not obvious, people would not cultivate sincerely. To cultivate because of a Dao Protection spell, wouldn't that be putting the cart before the horse?”
"Feng Xuan is an inherited magic tool of our sect and also the evidence of our sect's secrets. Almost all the secrets are related to her. She had a spirit. When she first passed it to the old Daoist, she could still barely draw out the sword qi from her body. However, her spirit had been fading, and now she was no different from an ordinary weapon. He didn't know how long the wind and jade would last. Perhaps in the next generation, the secrets of our sect will become myths and monsters. There's no more evidence."
"Xuanjun, I gave you this word because when you were young, although your spells were weak, they still existed. I am competitive and aggressive with others. Relying on his ability, he was headstrong and did not listen to the advice of his elders during an opportunity. He was betrayed by the people around him and suffered a huge loss. From then on, he understood a principle. It was not the lack of people that mattered, but the imbalance! You must remember this."
" Yes, I will remember," Yin Shi said.
"In the end, after experiencing the melting of Dharma and the concealment of Dao in my life, I came to a conclusion. I'll pass it to you now."
"If the spell is not obvious, it is called cultivation."
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