When Huang Donglai returned to his room, Miaoyinzi was already sitting in the room.
"Eh? Master, why are you here?" Huang Donglai opened the door and saw the other party. He didn't make any big salute, he just asked casually.
Miaoyinzi didn't mind this either. As he once said, their Xuanqi Sect didn't pay much attention to red tape: "I have something to do with you."
"Oh." Huang Donglai nodded and closed the door. "Would you like me to boil some water for you and make a pot of tea?"
"No need." Mianyinzi pointed to the teapot on the table, "I just made it myself, just pour it for me."
When Huang Donglai heard this, he was stunned for a moment: "Ah? Is the tea ready? How long have you been here?"
Mianyinzi curled his lips: "When I stepped into the front yard before, I happened to see you coming out of the house, but you didn't see me." He paused, "I was about to call you, but I saw You hurried towards the direction of the hut...so you gave up."
That's all he said, and he didn't go any further.
Anyway, Huang Donglai already understood what he meant - I'll be here as long as you squat in the toilet.
"Haha, that's it." Huang Donglai smiled coquettishly, poured a cup of tea for the master and offered it to him. He also poured a cup for himself, sat down next to the master, and quickly changed the topic, "Then I don't know why the master came to me. What's the matter?"
"Two things." Miaoyinzi said, taking out a book from his arms and placing it on the table, "First, the foundation of your 'Wu Qi Gong' has been laid almost, you can start. I learned something new, so I went to the library today and picked up a secret book for you to learn."
When Huang Donglai heard this, he felt that this was not human speech. He immediately said doubtfully: "Master, what if this 'randomly' picked secret is some kind of extremely advanced technique that I can't practice with my cultivation level?" ?”
Unexpectedly, Mianyinzi immediately looked at Huang Donglai with a look that looked like a retard, and asked: "When I picked it out and held it in my hand, I took a look at the title of the book. Isn't it too much?"
Huang Donglai shook his head: "It's not too much."
Miao Yinzi said again: "Then when I saw the title of the book, did I know whether you can practice this book?"
Huang Donglai nodded: "Yes."
Miao Yinzi said again: "Then if I find that you can't practice the secret book in my hand, wouldn't it be over if I put it back and draw another one?"
Only then did Huang Donglai start to feel embarrassed: "Uh..."
At this time, Miaoyinzi also shook his head and drank tea: "Let me tell you first, if you go down the mountain in the future, don't go around telling people that you are my disciple."
Huang Donglai also took a sip of tea, twitched the corners of his mouth twice and replied: "Okay..."
After a brief silence, as if to relieve the stiff atmosphere, Huang Donglai reached out and picked up the secret book on the table, only to see three big characters written on the cover - Twelve Truths.
"Eh? Master, judging from the name of this book...it looks like a sermon book, not a secret book." Huang Donglai was somewhat educated and knew the general meaning of the word "True", so he asked this question.
"Hi~ Taoism and Taoism, there are techniques within the Tao, and there are ways within the techniques... These are interoperable, just like the relationship between internal strength and moves in martial arts." Mianyinzi said, "In short, you just learn it, and you will understand from it. The deeper the 'Tao' you have reached, the more 'skills' you will know. The secrets within can only be understood, not explained..."
What he said is as if he didn't say it.
However, Huang Donglai didn't delve into it because he also knew that there was no way to talk about this kind of moral or moral topic. Anyway, if you have something to learn, just learn.
"Okay, then Donglai thanked Master." Huang Donglai answered.
"What's there to thank you for? I should teach you something." Mianyinzi said, "Also, if you don't understand anything in the process of learning the Twelve Truths, don't ask. Me, because I haven’t read this book either.”
"Ah?" Huang Donglai was shocked, "Master, can't you teach me something so that you can do it yourself?"
"What do you mean 'know how'?" Miaoyinzi replied with a look of disgust, "I haven't read this book, does that mean I don't know anything recorded in this book? Even if I don't know the things in this book, No, can’t I not do what I can do after learning the things above?" He paused and took another sip of tea. "There are thousands of Taoist teachings, but different paths lead to the same destination. Do you understand? There are countless Taoist books in the world. The scriptures are like countless roads to climb a mountain. No matter which one you take, you can reach the top of the mountain. The only difference lies in which road is more suitable for you. Today, this book of Twelve Truths is in front of you, which means that you follow this road. As fate would have it, I will give you another one that I have learned, maybe it will delay you."
"Okay, okay, everything you said is right...I just want to learn this." Huang Donglai is a disciple after all. In the field of monasticism, he can't say anything about Mianyinzi, which he has practiced for more than a hundred years. No matter how others praise him, he can't do it. To refute, he could only change the topic again, "By the way, Master, you said you have two things to do with me, what is the second thing?"
At this moment, Miaoyinzi put down the tea cup in his hand: "Well..." He adjusted his tone and expression and became a little more serious, "Dong Lai, you have been going up the mountain for a while, and you have already practiced the basic skills. You are in good shape. According to the rules of this sect, it is almost time to give you a formal disciple's Taoist title. After you have the Taoist title, you will be officially naturalized in our Xuanqi Sect. From now on, the genealogy of these disciples will also be included. There will be one for you.”
Let me make a digression here. In Xuanqi Sect, Taoist titles are usually given to disciples after they have mastered the first level of "Wu Qi Gong", because before that, strictly speaking, the person has not yet reached the level of "Wu Qi Gong". As for the threshold for entering the monastic realm - only when you have mastered the most basic Qi training method in a sect can you be considered a "monk" and have a "Tao title".
This is the same for other monastic sects, but other sects also have their own basic exercises, and the difficulty of those exercises is not necessarily the same as "Wu Qi Gong".
Back then, Bai Ruhong didn't have a "Dao number", and "Yin Dao" was just his martial name; even though he later spent decades practicing Wu Qi Kung, because he was only a "named disciple", after all He cannot enter the sect's genealogy table, nor will he be given a Taoist title.
"Oh?" At this moment, Huang Donglai was very happy when he heard that he could also have a title. He thought to himself that this was equivalent to "excellent performance during the probation period and became a full-time official." "Okay, master, what title are you going to give me?" ah?"
Unexpectedly, the next second, Mianyinzi asked in turn: "Do you have any ideas?"
"Me?" Huang Donglai was stunned for a moment, "Can I also give my opinion on this matter?"
"Alas..." Mianyinzi sighed at this time, "Actually, our sect does not have any restrictions on taking Taoist titles. It all depends on the master's thoughts at that moment. With luck, It is unlucky to meet a person who is very particular and gives you a serious name... Just like my senior brother and I, we met a master who is very casual..."
"Ah?" Huang Donglai didn't understand. "Master, is there anything wrong with your nickname? Does it sound okay to me?"
"Alas, you don't understand..." Miaoyinzi replied earnestly, "I don't want to tell you either, so don't ask me in the future."
Seeing that the other party was talking too much, Huang Donglai stopped talking and just took a sip of tea silently.
After a breath, Miaoyinzi himself picked up the topic again: "In short, I don't want to follow in my master's footsteps and make you complain about me in the future, so I want to ask you what you think first."
"Oh..." Huang Donglai seemed to understand, he read, "Then you say 'Tongtianzi', 'Wujizi', 'Baiyunzi' and the like, am I suitable?"
"It's vulgar." Miao Yinzi's evaluation was concise and concise, "And I have the impression that there are already colleagues in Mount Emei and Qingcheng Mountain using these names."
Huang Donglai frowned slightly when he heard this: "Hiss...then what should I call 'Zi'?"
"You don't have to be called 'Zi'. Who told you that your Taoist name has to be something like Zi?" Miao Yinzi said.
"Really?" Huang Donglai really didn't know this part of the knowledge, "What else can it be called?"
"You can call me Taoist, Sanren, or Sir." Miaoyinzi replied, "You can also call me Banxian if you like."
"Is that so..." Huang Donglai immediately asked, "Then why... our mountain seems to be full of things called something like that?"
"The person who named you is lazy~" Miaoyinzi said, "If I were a little lazy today and just gave you the name 'Donglaizi', then I would still be here to continue arguing with you?"
"Yes, yes...Master, you still love people." Huang Donglai quickly flattered the other party, fearing that the other party would lose patience, and suddenly said to him, "Just leave it like this" and then turned away.
After saying that, Huang Donglai thought for a moment, and then said with a half-joking attitude: "Ah...Master, what do you think of the title 'Xudong Old Immortal'?"
"Demon?" Mianyinzi reacted very quickly and blurted out, "Devil?" He didn't know whether this was a question or a statement, "This name is okay, it sounds like the kind of person who is ready to start his own business and go out to cheat. way."
"No, no, Donglai doesn't dare..." Huang Donglai quickly denied.
However, just as he was about to say the second half of the sentence "I was just joking"...
"What are you afraid of?" Miao Yinzi said, "What's wrong with setting up your own school? Xuanqi Sect has never stopped its disciples from going out to set up their own school, nor has it restricted their disciples from going down the mountain to practice in the world. You have seen this since you came up the mountain. All the senior brothers and uncles, including Master and I... one by one, they all want to stay on the mountain and not leave."
"Ah?" Huang Donglai said, "Is this okay?"
After he said this sentence, he thought about it again and found that it seemed to be nonsense.
From what he knows about the Taoist priests of the Xuanqi Sect so far, they find it troublesome to even hold some positions in their own sect. How can they get involved in something more troublesome like "establishing their own sect"? As for joining the world and practicing cultivation... It's so comfortable to live on this mountain. In addition, these lazy guys always "don't fight" in everything, so it's even more impossible to go.
"There's nothing wrong with it. You want to be called 'Xudong Old Immortal', right? Okay! That's settled then." Miaoyinzi continued, "From now on, your Taoist name will be called Xudong Old Immortal. You call me Master, I call you Lao Xian, let’s work together.”
After that, he actually stood up and was about to leave.
"Hey! Master, I just said that casually." Huang Donglai became anxious now, "Don't leave, let's discuss it again."
"No need." Mianyinzi waved her hand, "The name is a bit interesting. I like it very much. I will just tell my senior brother and ask him to naturalize you, and that's it."
At this point he had already walked out the door.
How could Huang Donglai stop Mianyinzi? He chased her to the door in a few steps, but the latter had disappeared.
Huang Donglai was left standing alone in front of the door, staring blankly at the empty yard.
After standing there stupidly for a moment, Huang Donglai suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself several times. While doing so, he said, "Old immortal, old immortal, old immortal... I am really a bitch!"
Of course, he didn't use any real force, just a few symbolic pats.
He felt a pain in his balls when he thought that from now on everyone on this mountain would greet him as "Old Immortal" when he saw him. But now that the matter had come to this point, he knew that there was nothing he could do, because now he would go to Miaoyinzi to forcefully ask for more. Changing the name would be "forced", not "natural", and would "not taste right".
Therefore, he could only accept the Taoist slogan he had given out as a joke, close the door and go back to the house, and slowly comprehend the "Twelve Truths".
