The concept of inaction.
Green smoke curls up in the view.
Zhang Xukun took out a piece of roasted potato from the alchemy furnace. The fingertips of his hands were dyed black, and he slowly peeled off the skin of the potato.
After roasting, the skin of potatoes sticks to the mud, making it difficult to peel them cleanly.
After a while, a potato with pits, black and yellow was peeled.
Zhang Xukun took a bite. It was glutinous, chewy, and had a unique fragrance.
His cheeks kept beating and he nodded with satisfaction:
"What a turtle, it still smells good.
It is much more comfortable than refining the Hammer Pill. "
When no one is around, Zhang Xukun will sometimes talk about his hometown dialect, do the things he loved to do when he was a child, and eat the things he loved to eat when he was a child.
This is probably the reason why ascetics, especially those who know too many heavenly secrets, do not live too long.
Zhang Xukun already knew that he would not live long.
As soon as two and a half years later, he will pass away, or as slowly as a few more two and a half years, he will die.
Unless his stagnant cultivation is broken through, more than a thousand years will be the limit of his lifespan.
He didn't worry about it, and he didn't think about living for thousands of years.
As a human being, you should eat and drink when you need to, and leave when you need to.
Tao follows nature.
He has already made plans for the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty.
He also did what his master told him before he died.
He also helped with the matters entrusted by Senior Brother Zhang Lindao of Renzong.
As for Zhao Wujiang, who is involved in the cause and effect of the entire world, it is none of his business.
He could help Zhao Wujiang by exchanging Ji Bochang's civet cat for the prince, but it was only one or two points of voluntary and eight or nine points of transaction.
He owes nothing to anyone, and no one owes him anything.
He would not bring anything with him in life, and he would not take anything with him in death. When he lay down on the bed, he made arrangements. He returned to Laozi Shudao Mountain and buried him on a hillside on Shudao Mountain.
Zhang Xukun was eating roasted potatoes, oh no, this is called roasted potatoes.
He ate with a smile on his face, remembering the taste.
Suddenly, he frowned and looked outside Wuweiguan:
"Which turtle is it again?"
As the footsteps approached, a respectful voice came:
"Teacher, Boying wants to see you."
Zhang Xukun sighed, wiped his mouth, threw the remaining half of the burned potatoes into the alchemy furnace, and cleared his throat:
"Enter."
Prince Ji Boying pushed the door open and bowed respectfully to him.
A futon woven by Liuguang appeared in front of Ji Boying, and Ji Boying sat down.
The prince has followed Zhang Xukun to practice Taoist magic, talismans, alchemy, fortune telling, etc. since more than two hundred years ago. Although Zhang Xukun did not accept the prince as his disciple, the prince has always respectfully called Zhang Xukun his teacher.
"Teacher, Boying has taken the liberty to come here to disturb you, please don't blame me." Ji Bo often saluted with his fists clasped again, his left hand clasped his right hand, pinching the Ziwu formula on the inside, and the Tai Chi diagram on the outside:
"In fact, Boying still has a lot of doubts in her heart, and she wants to ask the teacher to clarify them."
"Since you are doing it, why should you be doubtful?" Zhang Xukun's expression was calm and peaceful, a bit more immortal than when he was alone.
"To be honest, Boying is indecisive and always wonders whether what she is doing is right or wrong." Ji Boying looked solemn and pious, her eyebrows slightly twisted together:
"The Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty has been like this for thousands of years since its establishment.
Boying sometimes wonders whether what he is doing now violates the precepts of his ancestors and makes him an unworthy descendant. "
"Has this been the case since the founding of the dynasty?" Zhang Xukun smiled with a complicated tone:
"As a poor fellow, I would like to ask the prince, this has always been the case, is it right?"
Ji Boying opened her mouth, as if there were a thousand words in her mouth at this moment.
"You already know the answer. If you think it's right, just do it." Zhang Xukun shook his head gently:
"Pindao knows what you are worried about.
There is no need to worry, Pindao will always assist...the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty. "
Ji Boying's eyebrows became solemn. He got the answer he wanted, and the worries in his heart receded.
He bowed respectfully to the Imperial Master again.
Zhang Xukun waved his hand gently, and Ji Boying stood up and left.
After Ji Boying left, Zhang Xukun quickly dug through the ashes in the alchemy furnace. When he saw the potato that was burnt into a black and dry mass that looked like charcoal, he almost jumped in anger.
