Ever since Lu Qing tasted the beauty of morality, he became stunned and extremely excited.
"Master, I have understood the magic of morality. Can I stop reciting the Sutra of Immortality?"
After dinner, Lu Qing became more and more displeased with the scriptures that Lin Yuan took out from his pocket.
He worked hard to practice the Immortality Sutra for five years, but in exchange he was beaten severely. He only studied the Moral Law for one night, but the elders in the alchemy stage treated him as a guest.
"If you don't want to read it, just don't read it."
To Lu Qing's expectation, Lin Yuan said nothing and put the scripture back into his pocket.
"Master, don't you scold me?" Lu Qing was puzzled.
Lin Yuan touched his head lovingly, "Why are you scolding me? I respect your choice."
For the first time, Lu Qing felt hugely moved in her heart, feeling that her master was no longer so deceitful and had become glorious.
But he soon realized that he was still too young.
Three days later, the two left the small town and came to a big town.
As usual, Lin Yuan took Lu Qing to the local sect Xiaozhu Peak for a friendly discussion.
Standing on the platform, Lu Qing suddenly realized that he had overlooked a serious problem!
The moral law didn't teach him how to win a sparring match!
Looking at the magic aura flickering on the monk opposite him, Lu Qing's heart skipped a beat, knowing that something was wrong. And when he turned around, his deceitful master was no longer around.
"Master! Father!"
The young boy's cries of grief and anger echoed for a long time in the green mountain peaks, awakening countless birds and beasts.
That afternoon, the stretcher Lu Qing had prepared came in handy. With his whole body swollen, he was summoned by the monks from Xiaozhu Peak to make a paper man, and he was carried down the mountain numbly.
"Master..."
Under the bridge, Lu Qing, who was bandaged, raised her hands tremblingly, her eyes filled with resentment.
"Disciple, don't move around. The master is giving you medicine."
Lin Yuan held the ointment and carefully applied it on Lu Qing's bruises.
The ointment was very refreshing, and Lu Qing's heart felt very cold.
"Master, moral laws are useless." The young boy looked at the bottom of the bridge and spoke very softly.
"You are so complacent! You have only learned the moral law behind your back, and you haven't learned the front method yet. Can you not get beaten?" Lin Yuan shook his head and said.
"Green Gourd Sword Fairy"
"Present method?" Lu Qing was stunned, "Master, can I still trust you?"
"Silly boy, when has my master ever lied to you?" Lin Yuan said.
Lu Qing thought about it carefully and realized that although his master often cheated him, he had never deceived him.
"Okay! Master, please teach me the prehensile method tonight!" Lu Qing looked seriously.
Lin Yuan swung the whisk and slapped it on Lu Qing's face, leaving a few red marks.
"What a beautiful thought! It's enough to learn the Dharma behind you in one night, but the Dharma in front of you needs to be practiced every day."
The next day, residents of the township who got up early were surprised to find that the streets were clean and the perennial smelly garbage dump at the end of the town had disappeared.
"Who did this?"
"It's impossible for Ma Youfu to clean it! Last time he asked for more money for cleaning, but the mayor refused him."
"Anyway, this mysterious man is really a good person."
The townspeople were talking a lot. In the corner of the street, Lu Qing put down his broom and looked at Lin Yuan suspiciously.
"Master, is this really useful? Is this the way to clean the streets?"
"Haha, cleaning the streets is just the beginning. The methods in front of you are much more complicated than the methods behind you. Let's go, I will continue to teach you slowly on my way to becoming a teacher."
The weather was getting hot, so Lin Yuan grabbed a bamboo hat and covered Lu Qing's head.
The two set off and walked into the crowd.
Five years passed in a flash, and a strange person and strange thing gradually spread across the land.
There was a master and a disciple walking in a small town or big city, talking about "cultivating Taoism and cultivating virtue". They did not do it for the true Dharma, nor did they seek any rare treasures, but they just loved helping others.
It can be as small as helping a child pick up a ball that fell into the river, or as big as sharing spiritual insights for free, even a monk named Lu Qing would not refuse.
Meditating and practicing, fighting for treasures, looking for opportunities... there is nothing that this person should do that is what an orthodox cultivator should do!
Some monks from the sect were dismissive, thinking that this person was trying to please others and knew that he could not improve his cultivation, so he acted absurdly.
But in just five years, Lu Qing made rapid progress from building foundations to becoming an alchemy monk, and his jaw dropped.
Many of the scoffers remained silent, but some of them dropped their embarrassment and visited Lu Qing privately to ask for advice. Lu Qing also welcomed him with a smile.
So gradually, Lu Qing also gained the nickname of "Moral Sanren". Everywhere he went, he was always invited by local sect disciples and treated as guests.
It was autumn, and the autumn wind blew the maple leaves red. Lin Yuan and Lu Qing were walking on the mountain path.
Lu Qing is already fifteen years old, with a tall and straight figure and bright eyes. The slightly damaged Taoist robe draped around him makes him even more unrestrained and unrestrained.
From time to time along the way, female monks from the Huayu Sect would stop and look back for him.
However, the edge of the forest is mediocre, like a Danqing ink painting, as if hidden in the landscape. Except for Lu Qing, it will always be ignored by people.
"Master, I find that it is not good for people to be too handsome, because they will disturb others."
"It's a pity that I can't be an emperor, nor can I marry three thousand wives, and I can't love fraternity anymore."
Lu Qing brushed her bangs with her hands and sighed.
"I'm still thinking about your three thousand wives. Disciple, I'm afraid your beauty will be hard to bear." Lin Yuan glanced at the mountains in the distance and said meaningfully.
"Master, you must be jealous. You, a poor old man, must have never even held a woman's hand. For so many years, you have not spoken more than two words to a woman. You are an old virgin." Lu Qing said disdainfully.
Lin Yuan fell into silence.
"Master, don't worry. Master has something to do, and I will do my best. I will help you find a master wife! She will be as beautiful as a flower!" Lu Qing comforted her.
Soon, a whisk fell from the sky and slapped onto Lu Qing's face.
Very loud sound.
"Good disciple, I have tolerated you for a long time." Lin Yuan took back the fly whisk, shook his hand, and the whisk picked up the dizzy Lu Qing and continued to move forward.
The main hall of Huayu Sect.
Lu Qing was flattered and bowed to the woman opposite.
In the past, the elders came to greet him, but this time Mrs. Hua, the leader of the Huayu Sect, came in person!
Madam Hua is not an ordinary monk, but the famous Nascent Soul Power!
"It is said that Daode Sanren has already formed elixirs at a young age. I didn't expect that when I saw him today, he turned out to be a handsome young man!"
"Sanren are virtuous people. You must stay in Huayu Sect for a few more days this time and let us receive you well."
Mrs. Hua has a sweet voice and a devilish smile. The key is that her clothes are thin.
As soon as Lu Qing bowed, his eyes fell into a deep ditch.
I feel it.
Mrs. Hua glanced down, raised the corners of her lips, and waved back, "Xiao Zhi, San Ren has come here after a long journey, so he will inevitably be tired. Just take San Ren down to the wing to have a good rest."
"The matter will be discussed later."
Lu Qing was feeling embarrassed when Mrs. Hua turned around and quickly patted her Taoist robe and stood up.
Compared to the charming lady, the girl who came was much more ordinary, without that kind of heart-stopping charm.
"Moralist, please come with me." Hua Xiaozhi bowed slightly to Lu Qing, with a calm expression, and began to lead the way.
"Master, let's go." Lu Qing said towards the corner of the hall.
He has long been used to his unscrupulous master being ignored.
According to Lin Yuan, he has long been in harmony with the Tao. People who are not good enough in the Tao cannot see him unless he wants to be seen.
Lu Qing only felt that Lin Yuan was bragging.
Isn't it true that there is no starting immortal with Dao Hezhen? Are you still fighting for a piece of cornbread with him? Just kidding.
The road leading to the wing was not long, less than a thousand meters from the main hall, which surprised Lu Qing.
Hua Xiaozhi lowered his head and remained silent along the way. When Lu Qing asked questions, he basically responded with "hmm" and "ok".
It was only when Lu Qing walked into the wing that the girl raised her head, her eyes a little complicated.
"Singers, please rest later tonight."
"Rest later?" Lu Qing scratched his head, feeling confused, but the girl's footsteps were fast and she had already walked far away.
"Master, what does she mean by this? I am very powerful in forming elixirs, so I don't need to rest at night." Lu Qing looked at Lin Yuan who was leaning against the door frame.
Lin Yuan spread his hands and said he didn't know anything.
"Okay, it's a useless question." Lu Qing rolled his eyes, and the good habits he had developed over the years made him start cleaning the house.
If there is no dust, it would be good to arrange the tables and chairs.
If nothing else, it’s just that my hands are itchy.
After dinner, night fell slowly.
In the wing room, Lu Qing couldn't find a futon, so he sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated on the Sutra of Immortality in the Five Qi Chaoyuan posture.
He once gave up this short scripture, but picked it up again a few days later. If I don't practice for a day, I feel uncomfortable all over, as if I have been poisoned.
Slowly, transparent smoke drifted into the room.
Lu Qing smelled the fragrance of flowers in the air and unconsciously drooped her eyelids.
A graceful figure walked through the door and walked in. Lin Yuan sat on the window sill and observed quietly.
"Even more handsome than in the daytime."
The woman's slender hands touched Lu Qing's face, and the more she looked at it, the more satisfied she became.
It is Mrs. Hua, the leader of the Huayu Sect!
Lu Qing, who was a little wary in advance, was actually not completely asleep yet. After seeing Mrs. Hua's actions, he suddenly opened his eyes.
"Master Hua! What are you doing?"
"Of course we are following the Yin and Yang path." Mrs. Hua said sweetly.
"Master Hua, this... this is unethical!" Lu Qing was anxious, but his body was so weak that he really had no ability to resist.
"Moral, hehe, madam, I have no morals. Although I don't know why Sanren didn't fall asleep, but this is just right!"
Mrs. Flower went her own way and continued to act.
Lu Qing's expression suddenly changed and she hurriedly looked at Lin Yuan on the window sill.
"Master, Master, don't watch the show, please save me!"
"Master?" Mrs. Hua became excited.
"This is good. Don't panic, disciple, master is here to save you!"
Mrs. Hua licked her lips.
Lin Yuan sat on the windowsill with his hands spread out.
"Look, I said the beauty is hard to bear. A good disciple, a master will never lie to others."
"As my teacher, I am not a grudge-bearing person."
