Winter is the end, and everything is collected.
This is the beginning of winter. From this moment on, at least the vitality of this area of the world begins to shut down, and all things enter a state of recuperation.
According to the four-season rotation method practiced by Song You, the spiritual power cultivated during this period has the functions of accumulating vitality, terminating the process, and dormant and hiding. However, this is only the inherent characteristic of the spiritual power and is not powerful. If the spiritual power cultivated at this time is used to stimulate similar spells, it will have an amplifying effect. If it is used to activate ordinary spells, it will be the same as normal spiritual power. If it is used to activate the opposite spell, the effect will be poor.
This is different from the method of gaining the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
When I got up and got out of bed, it was early in the morning, and another ray of spiritual power as white as snow had been added to my body. This ray of spiritual power was quite extraordinary. It seemed that the spiritual practice really required the spirit of different mountains and rivers.
There is a thick layer of frost on the ground in the house, which is also wonderful.
Sanhua Empress disappeared again.
Song You was about to go out to look for her when he suddenly heard someone chatting outside.
"Master, what kind of fairy mountain is Fulong Temple? Who is Taoist Master Song? I've never heard of it before. How come I didn't even call him Taoist Master when I met the palace master?"
"Fulong Temple is a hidden cave. It's normal that you haven't heard of it. However, we at Fuqing Palace are lucky enough to be associated with it, so we know Fulong Temple very well."
"Why is it called Fulong Temple? There was an immortal who subdued a dragon but failed?"
"The so-called Fulong Temple does not mean to subdue, but to lie down or dormant. It is not that an immortal has ever subdued a dragon here, but it is a metaphor that the people in the temple are like Fulong. The world does not know when Fulong lives in seclusion, but when Fulong comes out of the mountain Then no one in the world can match it." The gentle voice was full of patience, "This Fulong Temple has been passed down from generation to generation. No one knows how many years it has been passed down. Not only has it never stopped, but it is truly worthy of this name. Every generation of temple masters has done so. It is difficult for anyone in the world to compare with dragons and phoenixes, and Taoist Master Song is the successor of this generation."
"Only one person?"
"Usually it's two masters and apprentices."
"Very little."
"The current masters of Fulong Temple are mostly Taoists, like immortals."
"No wonder he calls Palace Master Dao Brother."
The child's voice sounded surprised.
Song You just smiled and stood at the door without leaving.
In fact, he called Guanghuazi Taoist brother instead of Taoist master. On the one hand, he was separated by mountains and had no regard for his seniority. On the other hand, he was indeed of the same generation as Guanghuazi.
When the master of Fulongguan and the master of Fuqing Palace met, they were friends of the same generation. However, the replacement speed of Fulongguan was much slower than that of normal palaces and temples. Fuqing Palace only has one generation every twenty or thirty years, while Fulongguan has one generation. It would take at least forty or fifty years before Fulong Temple had its second temple owner and Fuqing Palace had its third generation.
Guang Huazi was slightly younger than Master Song You. When he was young, he admired Master Song You and always called her Taoist Master. This was generally an honorific title for a much older Taoist from outside the mountain.
As a result, Song You naturally had no choice but to call him Taoist Brother or Taoist Master.
The people outside the door chatted for a while, their voices did not move, as if they were waiting for someone, and they gradually chatted farther and farther. Song You was afraid that they would be embarrassed, so he did not go out until they left, then he opened the door and walked out.
It happened that Empress Sanhua came back from outside with small steps.
"Good morning, Sanhua Empress."
"Good morning, Taoist priest."
"Where has Empress Sanhua gone?"
"Miss Sanhua went to have breakfast. Seeing that you were sitting still and not moving, you must be practicing, so I didn't call you."
"You……"
Song You shook his head and smiled.
Of course he knew that the reason why Empress Sanhua agreed to stay the day before yesterday was because of the sumptuous banquet at noon, where she enjoyed the big fish and meat. Yesterday, there was meat and fish every day. The Taoist priests of Fuqing Palace seemed to understand that they wanted Song You to stay here for a long time and take good care of Empress Sanhua, so they tried their best to please her every day.
This is a greedy little cat.
Song You closed the door and went to have breakfast.
Before he finished eating, two Taoist priests, Izumo and Yingfeng, came again and said to him, "Brother Taoist, the weather is nice today. How about we go to the top of the mountain to enjoy the clouds?"
"Very good."
"Brother Taoist, eat slowly."
"good."
As expected, Song You ate slowly.
Breakfast is steamed buns with fillings. The dough is very firm and the fillings inside are also very solid. It has a very simple taste. It is served with porridge and pickles. Ordinary people this year cannot afford such a good meal. And judging from the looks of other fellow Taoists in the dining hall, Fuqing Palace does not eat like this every day.
After dinner, we hiked up the mountain, and there were already traces of people on the bluestone.
Yingfeng and Izumo are two very good people, one is gentle and talkative, the other is considerate and considerate of others. They are good-looking. If they were born in the later generations and did not enter the Taoist sect, they would probably be two sea kings.
The Taoist had a leisurely life and often enjoyed mountain climbing and hiking. The two of them knew Qingcheng Mountain very well, and introduced the palaces and temples in the mountain to Song You while walking.
It is said that there are fifty-six large and small palaces on the mountain, and countless thatched cottages. Most of them only read Taoist scriptures. There are only nine palaces with Taoist inheritance. There are also some hidden masters in the thatched cottages.
In fact, most temples in this world are like this.
The vast majority of them have no inheritance of Taoism. They only read Taoist scriptures, worship Taoist gods, and understand Taoist thoughts.
There are very few people who have Taoist inheritance, and the content of the inheritance may be different from what everyone thinks.
how to say……
Among these very few, most just pass on some knowledge and experience, such as the preferences and weaknesses of certain ghosts, how to light incense to channel gods, and ritual procedures, etc. These things do not require spiritual power, even if they are replaced by sincere ordinary people or Ghost hunters and demon hunters without moral integrity can also be effective.
These things may be called Taoism, a method, or a skill, but it is somewhat inappropriate to say that it is a magic spell.
Others with spell heritage are mostly simple spells.
Such as unblocking secluded places, exorcising evil spirits, meeting gods, etc.
It's not a sophisticated method.
There are even many people among the people who do it.
This was how Fuqing Palace was a few decades ago. On Qingcheng Mountain, it looked decent but inconspicuous. Later, I became associated with Fulong Temple, and this is how Fuqing Palace was established, which is now recognized as having true heritage and real masters. Even the largest palaces on Qingcheng Mountain are larger in fame, scale and number of people than Fuqing Palace. When it comes to talking about Taoism, the outcome is evenly divided, but when it comes to fighting, they can only be defeated in front of Fuqing Palace.
From then on, Fuqing Palace gradually prospered.
Although the scale and reputation are still not as good as those ancient temples that lasted hundreds of thousands of years, and the theory of scriptures and morals are also not as good as before, but in terms of Taoism, it is difficult to find an opponent on this Qingcheng Mountain.
Because of this, Ying Feng and Chuyun were afraid that they would not entertain Song You properly. It would be a small thing to be scolded when they went back, but it would be a big thing to lose etiquette.
After walking and chatting, we reached the top of the mountain without feeling tired.
The weather is really good today.
However, Qingcheng Mountain is not too high. Unless there is heavy fog at the bottom of the mountain and smoke accumulates after the rain, you would not be able to see the sea of clouds. The cloud appreciation that Izumo talks about refers to looking at the clouds in the sky.
Song You also likes to watch clouds, which is best when lying down.
Paired with overripe kiwi fruit from the mountains, which are about the same size as pigeon eggs, and steamed buns stuffed with pickled cabbage, it’s a perfect meal.
"Brother Taoist, have you ever heard of the poem that there is no time in the mountains, and there is no age in the cold weather?"
"heard about it."
"Does this kind of fairy mountain really exist in the world?"
"Never seen it."
"Master Duoxing has traveled all over the world, have you seen him?"
"should not."
"In this case, it is just a rumor."
The girl in Taoist robes was a little disappointed, as if the fairy spirit in her dream was missing a bit.
Song You neither admitted nor denied it.
Time is irreversible, and it is difficult to turn back the old days, but if we slow down time, let alone this world, even the previous world has enough theory to support it.
From what he has learned and seen, it is also mysterious and difficult to explain.
He just ate the steamed buns and admired the clouds.
At this time, the clouds are like light feathers covering the blue sky.
"Brother Tao, it's really pleasant."
"I'm a little sleepy."
"Junior sister and I are going to look for some fruits. Let's sit here until dusk and watch the sunset before going back. Brother Dao is tired, just wait here."
"good."
The two of them laughed and went to look for fruit.
Before I found the fruit, I saw a red light shining on the mountainside in the distance, and thick smoke rising into the sky like a dragon.
"Fire!"
Taoist priest Ying Feng exclaimed.
It rained just yesterday morning, and now there was a mountain fire.
However, the fire took advantage of the wind and spread in the blink of an eye, leaving large black scars. Seeing that this continues, the consequences will be disastrous, but this is a natural disaster, their Taoism is low, and the practitioners are not gods, so how can they extinguish the mountain fire with the power of mortals?
The two of them were immediately anxious, but there was nothing they could do.
I just heard a voice coming from behind:
"Fellow Taoist, don't be anxious."
When he turned around, he saw that Brother Song Dao had stood up, dusted off the grass and mud on his body, and stared at the mountain fire like the others, but he was not panicked at all.
Mountain fires are raging and destroying lives. They should be extinguished.
"end!"
Point out the white star with your hand.
The white star crossed the sky and fell into the fire. The fire energy was suppressed. As if it was stimulated, the mountain fire suddenly shrank and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Not even a spark or smoke was gone. If it hadn't left a large The grass and trees are so dry that one may even think it has never been there.
The two of them held their breath for a moment, astonished.
Immediately I understood why Fuqing Palace, which has grown to its current scale, still treats visitors from Fulong Temple with respect.
It turns out it’s more than etiquette and kindness.
How can he be a mere mortal if he can stop natural disasters with the flick of his hand?
The two of them were respectful and respectful throughout the afternoon, even more well-behaved than they were in front of their master, the Palace Master.
The three of them stayed until dusk before going down the mountain.
But when they returned to the Taoist temple, their respective masters asked how they were getting along, but they didn't know how to express their friendship. I just feel that this fellow Taoist Song is much more profound than what I heard from his master, who came down from the mountain decades ago and was the master of Fulong Temple.
And judging from Song You's one-day interaction, these two people are also good people, at least for now. However, he doesn't want to make friends. If he is asked to choose who to be close to, he can't choose, and he can't choose who to choose. He is destined to be unable to provide options for the future heirs of Fuqing Palace.
After dinner in the evening, Song You took out the letter he had prepared and said to Guang Huazi:
"Brother Dao, I still have something to entrust you with."
"Um?"
"It's been a season since I came out. I wrote a letter and wanted to ask my Taoist brother to take it back next spring."
"I see."
Guang Huazi took the letter and put it away carefully.
