The green smoke is lingering inside Huixian Temple, and the sunlight slants into the house in the early morning of autumn, just like mist and mist.
"Master Yuanhua! This junior is here to visit again!"
Jiang Wenke politely placed a bag of roasted chestnuts on the pinewood tribute table and knocked on the ajar inner door.
After a while, an old Taoist priest with white hair and beard stepped out from the door. With a wave of his blue sleeves, he put the roasted chestnuts into his bag.
Jiang Wen led two disciples into the inner gate, passed through the main hall and walked into the alchemy room in the backyard. The strong smell of medicinal herbs penetrated into his nose. It didn't take a guess to know that the old Taoist priest had already prepared the medicine.
"come in."
The old Taoist priest felt the pulses of Hong Wending and Fu Ningdie successively with a calm expression. He thought for a moment and wrote down a few Chinese medicines. Then he slowly said: "The residue of rotten bone poison has almost been eliminated. I will cultivate myself more in the days to come." Take supplements and repair the damaged foundation, and there will be no other serious problems.”
After hearing this, Fu Ningdie ran out of the house with a smile on her face. She was happy that she no longer had to chop wood and carry water every day.
As a newbie who knew nothing, the rotten bone poison had little effect on her, which was equivalent to catching a cold.
But for Hong Wending, the rotten bone poison slowly corroded the foundation of martial arts. The higher the martial arts, the greater the influence. This time, his martial arts regressed for nearly a year.
Fortunately, he had a precocious mind and was not too depressed.
As the two apprentices went out, Yuan Huazi had already started taking the medicine according to the prescription. Jiang Wen waited boredly, looking at the decoration of the alchemy room, and found that in the middle of the thatched cottage, a silk painting had been hung, with a detailed depiction of Wu Yi. The appearance of the true shape map, and the peaks of Wuyi and the flow of water veins are outlined with a red pen in one-to-one correspondence.
"Zhenren, are you studying this Wuyi terrain?" Jiang Wen asked.
The beard on Yuan Huazi's thin face twitched and he said vaguely, "Well... take a look occasionally..."
"How can this be a look? You are obviously looking for a dragon's acupoint. Master, if you find something good, remember to count me as a contributor."
"Nonsense! Don't be greedy!"
Yuan Huazi stopped preparing the medicine, "I, the Immortal Master Bai Yuchan of the Ziyang Sect, originally presided over Chongyou Temple in the south of Dawang Peak and Zhizhi Temple in the west of the peak. The Immortal Master once said that the art of immortality is hidden in Wuyi Mountain. It will cause endless harm and must be destroyed."
Jiang Wen sneered, thinking that he was a moral gentleman certified by Master Ji Po, and the treasure map of Southern Shaolin was entrusted to me for safekeeping, so how could he be greedy for anything else.
Jiang Wen said with a headache: "Why immortality again? The monster monk said before that you can become a Buddha here, and you said you can live forever here, and then add a Confucian legend, I think the three religions can be confused."
Yuan Huazi twisted his beard and smiled when he heard this, pointing to a half-covered book on the table: "Confucianism? You have been here a long time ago. Zhu Xi, the master of Confucianism, once lectured at Chongyou Temple in Wuyi Mountain, and he and Immortal Master Bai Yuchan learned from each other. Brothers are worthy of each other and keep in touch with each other.”
"Immortal Master Bai Yuchan once inadvertently revealed the secret of immortality, which made Zhu Xi's Taoist heart even stronger in his later years. Due to his status as a Confucian master, he expressed his envy of immortality in his words. He wanted to ask for elixirs from Immortal Bai Yuchan several times. Taoism was declined. Later, he believed that it was hidden in the evolution of all things in the Book of Changes. He changed his name to Kongtong Taoist Zou Xin and tried his best to study "Shen Tongqi" but found nothing. From then on, he regretted it for life. "
Jiang Wen opened the book on the table, and it turned out to be Zhu Xi's handwritten annotation "The Book of Changes: References to Similarities and Research on Differences".
The old Taoist priest was reading Chapter 8 of "Distinguishing Evil from Righteousness", which read: "I don't lie down and sleep day and night, and the twilight moon is not over yet." The body is getting tired day by day, and it is like being in a trance. 】
Below this passage, the manuscript is marked in small regular script: "A demonic barrier may be a sign of evil spirits eating wildly, or it may turn into a beautiful woman and have its heart cut open, or it may glimpse Shen Angweiding, or it may see an evil man like Qu Xi, or it may look upon the return of a great man." 】
This passage was suddenly written on this alchemy book, which seemed a bit strange.
Jiang Wen thought carefully about the strangeness, which was like a nightmare fantasy mixed with a sudden awakening in an academic book, without any reason. Especially after writing all kinds of absurd and bizarre scenes, the vague "Return of the Master" was deliberately added at the end, which seemed to be intended to warn something...
"Jiang Wen."
Yuan Huazi's voice was like a wake-up call, waking up the dazed Jiang Wen. Only then did he realize that he had covered the text with his hands, and his fingers were pressing hard as if he was trying to snap off the page.
"Sorry, I'm fascinated by it."
"It doesn't matter, you can get away so easily, which is beyond my expectation."
The old Taoist priest handed him the medicine, put the book away calmly, and reminded him: "Since the incident you caused in the ancient city of Minyue, many people have come to Chong'an County overtly and covertly. "
Jiang Wen nodded: "When I return to the world this time, there will always be a day when I become famous. I have been prepared for this situation."
The old Taoist priest smiled slightly and said: "I forgot about this. You said you wanted to retire from the world for three years, and I thought you were going to become a monk and practice Taoism - otherwise, why don't you just marry a wife?"
"That's up to you!"
Jiang Wen said angrily, "You are an old bachelor yourself, but you still have the nerve to laugh at me for not having a wife?"
Yuan Huazi was not angry either. He turned around and looked at the silk painting of Wu Yi's true form on the wall and fell into silence.
"Master, you haven't set foot in the world, how would you know that someone is asking about me?" Jiang Wen asked.
The old Taoist priest said with unwavering eyes: "Although I, the old Taoist, guard Huixian Temple alone, my brothers and sisters are all walking around in the rivers and lakes. Recently, Gansu, Shaanxi, Henan and Lu worshiped a woman who claimed to be 'Vacuum Hometown, Wusheng Old Mother' Ancient Buddha, so I often write letters to contact you..."
Yuan Huazi inadvertently told a lot of news before suddenly stopping the car, "Why are you asking about this? If nothing else, I will serve tea to see the guests off."
Jiang Wen chuckled and remained motionless despite being pushed by the old Taoist priest.
"Master, actually I want to come here to ask for a skill this time. I have to teach the disciples recently and there is a shortage of supplies. I remember, Master, didn't you have a secret book of "Rouyun Sword Manual" before? Can you lend me two copies? sky?"
"You, Jiang, are teaching disciples, and you are here to fight against the autumn wind of the old Taoist?!"
Yuan Huazi was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, "You obviously know so many kung fu, as well as those miraculous acupoint shifting techniques and magical light kung fu, can't you just teach me any one of them?"
Jiang Wen spotted the books on the bookshelf, took them away and hid them in his arms, and then started running around.
"Don't fight, don't fight. My kung fu is too advanced. It's useless to use my skills! My attacks are killing skills. How can I pass it to a child lightly! Wait, why do I sound like a charlatan?"
Although Rouyun Sword comes from Wudangmenqiang, it has been widely circulated in the world. For example, there are masters in Jiangling City who are famous for the Rouyun Sword. Most of the skills they learned are just simple and complex moves, so there is no risk of stealing their masters.
The old Taoist priest showed no mercy to thieves and beat them with a whisk.
Arriving outside the main hall, Jiang Wen casually glanced at the sword manual and picked up a broom from the corner.
"Bold thief! Look at my iron chains blocking the river!"
The old Taoist priest Yuan Huazi shook off his fly whisk and blocked Jiang Wen's path with a move of "Iron Lock Blocking the River", while Master Jiang swung his broom around and entangled the silk with a move of "Apricot Blossom Spring Rain". Silk dust ribbon.
"Can a scholar's affairs be called plagiarism... pick me up from Xinghua Chunyu!"
After making the first move, Jiang Wen turned around and threw down the broom head. He followed up with the second move and suddenly announced the move. Then he pulled out the bamboo pole and stabbed out with a "jade belt apron" around his body. His sword skills were like soft silk. The spring rain continues, and a set of good swordsmanship has become impressive.
"What do you think of this jade belt girdle trick?"
"Extremely experienced and continuous!"
The old Taoist priest saw through the change of tactics, and deliberately threw down the fly whisk without any surprise. His old palms were as soft as snow, and he slapped the bamboo pole away with great timing, and then fought with Jiang Wen's bare hands.
"What a great move, look at my master's broken jade and broken tiles!"
"Nonsense, when did you learn Poyu Fist!"
"Hey, I lied to you."
Hong Wending and Fu Ningdie were dumbfounded, watching an old man and a young man competing in skills.
My master was just starting to practice, and the Taoist old man was bluffing. The two voices kept saying the names of the moves. I really couldn't figure out why they suddenly started fighting.
On the other hand, the Taoist boy on the side passed by carrying a medicine bag, stopped and said with emotion.
"It's only when Master Jiang comes that Master will be so happy."
