The Spring Festival is one of the most important festivals in China. No matter how far people travel, they will try their best to get home before this day comes. Just to reunite the family, this is also one of the most important traditions of our nation.
This morning, Old Taoist Tianfeng suddenly came back. Huan Xin had not seen his great grandfather for a long time. Since his grandfather Qi Yuanshan passed away, Qing Xin was particularly concerned about the concept of family. He knew that as he grew up day by day Parents are also getting older day by day, so how much time do they have to spend with them?
Huan Xin was also very happy to see Master Tianfeng, and was so excited that she couldn't help but shed tears. Although there was no visible change in Old Dao Tianfeng's appearance, he could feel from the grandfather's aura that he must have been very tired recently.
Old Taoist Tianfeng looked happy when he saw the new person in the house. Without saying anything, he patted Su He's head and put a red envelope in Su He's hand.
It was naturally the first time for Su He to meet Master Tianfeng, and he was a little nervous and speechless. Huan Xin on the side smiled and held Su He's shoulders and introduced: "This is the old god of our family, my great grandfather!"
Su He took the red envelope and politely called out "Hello, Grandpa!"
Master Tianfeng smiled and nodded, and then sent a red envelope to Huan Xin and his parents. Xu Yating and Qi Guohui thanked him politely. After all, their family has treated Master Tianfeng as their relatives for so many years. This feeling cannot be accumulated in one or two years.
For the New Year's Eve dinner, Xu Yating cooked a table of meals with the help of Su He. It was extremely sumptuous. Taoist Tianfeng, who had always been a vegetarian, also had a special liking for a dish made by Su He for the first time. This dish was Su He. Made "West Lake Fish in Vinegar". This was also given to Su He by her mother when she was a child. Su He's mother is from Yuhang, and this dish is also a skill passed down from their ancestors.
Old Taoist Tianfeng took a chopstick of fish and put it into his mouth. He carefully savored the taste of vinegar fish and slowly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, there was a hint of desolation in his eyes.
Tianfeng looked at Su He with a smile and said, "This vinegared fish is so authentic. It may have been a long time since I've had such an authentic taste of my hometown."
Although they have lived together for more than 20 years, the Huanxin family rarely hears Old Taoist Tianfeng mention their own affairs. Of course, if Old Taoist Tianfeng does not say anything, they will not ask.
This was also the first time that I heard from Tianfeng Lao Tao about his origins.
Old Taoist Tianfeng sighed, and told them his story on New Year's Eve, when thousands of houses were lit with lights.
It turns out that Tianfeng Laodao was born in a small fishing village in Yuhang in the year when the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was destroyed. He has grown up smelling the smell of vinegar fish since he was a child.
But later, all the people in his own village were killed by a remnant of the Taiping Army. Of course, this included his parents. Tianfeng was already 8 years old that year. He clearly remembered that he ate the "West Lake Fish in Vinegar" made by his mother at noon that day.
Tianfeng only remembered that that night, his parents tried their best to hide themselves in a secret room at home. When he came out the next day, he found that the whole village was littered with corpses, and no chickens or dogs were left.
Just when Tianfeng was young and didn't know whether to be distraught or sad, an old Taoist priest appeared and changed his life. This man was Tianfeng's master Cheng Dezi.
Cheng Dezi saw that Tianfeng was the only one left in the whole village, so he felt pity and took Tianfeng back to Kunlun. It's been ten years since I've been there. By the time Old Taoist Tianfeng came down the mountain again, he had grown into an eighteen-year-old young man, but at that time, Old Taoist Tianfeng was still a little green, and was just a little Taoist boy following his master Cheng Dezi.
It was a dish that inspired Mr. Tianfeng to talk about some of his experiences as a child more than a hundred years ago. But what I have to say is that Su He's "West Lake Vinegar Fish" tastes really good. Authentic.
Tianfeng Lao Dao said enough was enough, and he did not talk endlessly about his youth on New Year's Eve. After all, family reunion is a beautiful thing. Looking at the sound of firecrackers outside the window and the sky full of fireworks, this kind of festive joy can still set off the atmosphere.
After the meal, Master Tianfeng called Huan Xin into the room. Huan Xin knew that the uncle must have something to explain to him when he came back.
The old Taoist Tianfeng looked at Huan Xin who had grown up now, and nodded and said: "You have been very busy this year. I heard that you have done several big things!"
Huan Xin pursed her lips like a child and said, "You also said that all of you are so inattentive that I can't even find anyone to help me with something!"
Tianfeng nodded with satisfaction and said: "Aren't your senior and second senior brothers always helping you? Besides, do you still need me to take action against those little monsters and brats you met?"
Huan Xin smiled awkwardly and heard the great grandfather continue to say: "Your uncle Qingyun has gone into seclusion, and I am going back to Beiming to take care of your uncle Qingyun. You don't have to go after the Chinese New Year."
As he spoke, Old Taoist Tianfeng took out a book from his arms and handed it to Huan Xin's hand. Huan Xin took it and took a look, and his eyes suddenly lit up with the words "Zhen Lei Jue".
Huan Xin's breathing became obviously rapid. He had long wanted to learn the special skills of this thunder method, but the book was nowhere to be seen in the Sutra Pavilion. At that time, Huan Xin asked Uncle Qingyun, but Uncle Qingyun just laughed and said nothing. He said, we will meet each other in the future if we are destined.
Unexpectedly, on this New Year's Eve, Huan Xin received this book. It was really a gift that suited his heart the most.
Tianfeng Lao Taoist sighed and said: "Your cultivation has been progressing very quickly. Don't rush into it. It's better to let nature take its course. This "Zhen Lei Jue" is the only complete book in Beiming. I’ve got the secret book of Kung Fu, you have to keep it well and put it back into the Sutra Pavilion after you finish it.”
Huan Xin couldn't put it down and held the book "Zhen Lei Jue". He knew that this book and "Li Huo Jue" were both from the same set of completed exercises. Li Huo Jue was a fire method, while "Zhen Lei Jue" was a fire method. The Thunder Technique is the simplest and most effective way to fight against others. The Heart-Calling Lihuo Technique is now only limited by the cultivation level and cannot reach its true level. However, this is not the case with the Thunder Technique. After being practiced, each person can Any cultivation level can bring it to the extreme.
After the old Taoist Tianfeng finished explaining, he said to Huan Xin: "After the New Year, Xuanmen will hold a Taoist conference in Huashan every ten years. This time, you can attend it on behalf of our Beiming. Your senior and second senior brothers will be there by then. We, Bei Ming, who are accompanying you, are now born, and you are our flagship, there is no need to hide and tuck you in sometimes, just report to the mountain gate without any worries."
Huan Xin nodded and told the story of his recent encounter with the Yin Shuai of Hell. He also asked Master Tianfeng why they seemed a little unnatural even when they mentioned you.
Old Taoist Tianfeng smiled and said, "It's nothing. It's just that when we fought all the way to Fengdu, the top ten shady men couldn't do anything to me even if they joined forces."
Huan Xin looked at the grandpa with an envious expression. Master Tianfeng glanced at him and said lightly: "Practice hard, and one day you can do it, and you will definitely be better than anyone else on this day." Earth-shattering.”
Huan Xinxin nodded in understanding, and finally the grandfather and grandson meditated together through the midnight bell, and the new year began.
