One old and one young, guarding a pot of spiritual tea, Qingyu reluctantly told the old Taoist priest the scene that happened in front of Hanshan Temple.
He didn't care about the young Taoist priest standing in front of the hall in a daze from a distance.
The old Taoist priest frowned tightly as he listened, and finally sighed softly.
I don't know whether I feel hateful for Xiao Hei, or feel sorry for the stone Buddha on the mountain.
Qingyu concealed herself, her identity, and her previous story with Xiaohei outside Danzhou City. Even so, the old Taoist priest was still very angry.
Putting down the tea cup gently, the old Taoist priest said: "A temple has private monk soldiers. Who do they want to protect and who do they want to suppress?"
Qingyu curled her lips and said quietly: "My brother said that those monks want to protect the thousand acres of fertile land at the foot of the mountain from being robbed by the officials in Xifen City."
The old Taoist priest sighed and said: "What a Buddhist temple, what a great Buddha..."
Qingyu didn't see the last appearance of the stone Buddha on the mountain, and couldn't help but ask: "Isn't it possible to destroy such a big stone statue just by shooting a few arrows?"
When the sun fell, Qingyu saw a shadow of the Buddha statue high in the clouds in Hanshan Temple, because she did not have spiritual consciousness yet.
The old Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, then he remembered something and couldn't help laughing.
While marveling at the cultivation of the young man at the foot of the mountain, he was also moved by the frankness of the Qingyu who was about to become his disciple.
What kind of master does it take to teach a disciple who can destroy the giant Buddha of Hanshan Temple with three arrows?
Qingyu saw that there was no chance of asking for pills, so she had to tell her what Xiaohei told her last night.
Looking at the old Taoist priest, he said: "Since I can't convince senior, please ask senior to come down the mountain with me. I'll treat you to a drink when you get to the bottom of the mountain."
The old Taoist priest laughed when he heard this: "Do you want me to go see your brother?"
Qingyu sighed and said quietly: "It's not that he is greedy for the elixir of the senior. He wants to convince me to be your apprentice, but I have some things that haven't been settled yet."
In her opinion, even if she wants to be the disciple of an old Taoist priest, she must first send Xiao Hei back to the imperial city and then go back to the palace to see the empress.
After all these troubles are solved, he will seriously consider whether to become the disciple of an old Taoist priest.
The old Taoist priest was shocked when he heard this and was speechless for a while.
I thought that no one in this world would worry about their own illness, so how could they think about others instead.
Even the closest relatives should consider themselves first before practicing.
Thinking of this, he even had the desire to meet the boy at the foot of the mountain.
After thinking about it, I had to give myself a reason. How could I let this girl control me?
So, he smiled and said: "You want me to go down the mountain to see your brother, but you have to give me a reason that is convincing enough."
When Qingyu heard this, she became anxious. She pointed at the young Taoist priest in front of the main hall and said, "How about I give that little Taoist priest a chance to practice five years less and directly enter the golden elixir?"
Qingyu's voice was so loud that not only the old Taoist priest sitting in front of her, but also the young Taoist priest far in front of the hall were startled.
For the young Taoist priest, the goal of his practice is to reach the golden elixir, and the sapphire in front of him boasts that it can let him directly enter the golden elixir.
This, like the master, made him feel incredible.
The old Taoist frowned and asked, "Why should I trust you? If you have such ability, why would you go up the mountain to beg me?"
Seeing that she couldn't hide it, Qingyu had no choice but to curl her lips and say: "Of course I don't, but my brother does. I'm sitting in front of the senior, isn't it the best proof?"
"At most, I'll try my best to save my dignity and ask my brother to do a favor for the little Taoist priest. How about that?"
After thinking about it, Qingyu felt that she had used up all the tricks she could use.
I thought to myself, if you don't do what I want, I won't be your disciple even if I kill you. At worst, I will follow Xiao Hei shamelessly.
The old Taoist priest thought for a while and asked: "I want to know what cultivation level your brother at the foot of the mountain is now?"
Ten-year-old distraction? The old Taoist priest was startled by himself. The laws of heaven in this world are inconsistent with each other. This is absolutely impossible.
So, before going down the mountain, he had to figure out the reason.
Qingyu sighed and smiled bitterly: "He, I look at him from left to right and he looks like he has no cultivation. Oh, are you going or not? If not, I will go down the mountain."
After struggling for so long, Qingyu secretly vowed in her heart that this would be the last time.
Seeing Qingyu's anger, the young Taoist priest in the main hall ignored any restraint and walked down the stone steps towards the two of them.
It wasn't until he stood behind the old Taoist priest that he softly shouted: "Master."
The old Taoist priest raised his brows and smiled faintly: "What? Are you tempted?"
Qingyu pouted her little lips and said without hesitation: "Of course he was tempted. I was just seriously injured that time... I woke up one night with a golden elixir... It's like I'm still in a dream."
"Believe it or not, you won't give me the elixir anyway."
Qingyu got angry, pouted and said, "Fortunately, my brother said he doesn't need the elixir from senior anymore, so just think that I ran away in vain."
The young Taoist priest became even more anxious when he heard this. It has been the eighth time since Qingyu went up the mountain for the first time.
She believed that the girl in front of her could never deceive their master and apprentice.
In a hurry, he couldn't help but said: "Master, this..."
Seeing the appearance of his disciple, the old Taoist priest couldn't help but laugh: "I'm afraid you don't know, if I go down the mountain as a master, there is no way this guy will be your junior sister in the future."
This senior brother's cultivation is not as good as that of his junior sister. He will not look like he is being bullied from now on. Now even the old Taoist priest couldn't help but laugh.
At the moment, he didn't care about the young Taoist priest's surprise, let alone Qingyu's nagging. He stood up, patted his sleeves, and walked down the mountain with his hands behind his back.
It wasn't until we left the mountain gate that a voice came from a distance: "What, do you want to stay on the mountain to eat?"
Qingyu was startled at the sight, stood up and exclaimed: "Senior, wait for me, that little Taoist priest, I will come see you next time."
Looking at the two people heading down the mountain like a whirlwind, the young Taoist priest couldn't help but ask: "Where have you agreed on my opportunity?"
The voice of the old Taoist priest came from the wind: "You are so anxious!"
The mountain road was long, Qingyu looked at the old Taoist priest who was like a breeze, and asked secretly in her heart: "Is it possible that the little Taoist priest is really my senior brother?"
There are no clouds and fog on the mountain, and there is naturally no rain below the mountain.
Xiao Hei was in a good mood and asked the old man to push him to the yard to bask in the sun under the eaves. The old man boiled water and waited for Xiao Hei to fall into the spirit tea.
Xiao Hei was thinking about the scene when he met the old monk last night, and couldn't help but murmur to himself: "I didn't expect that this beautiful mountain and beautiful water is really a paradise."
The old man was startled when he heard this, and he laughed and said: "The old man has lived here all his life, and he thinks so too. Although the city of Xifenzhou is big, how can it be as comfortable as the Qingniu Mountain?"
Before Xiao Hei could reply, a strange voice sounded outside the yard: "Who says it's not the case? This Qingniu Mountain is a treasure land of Feng Shui."
Xiao Hei shook his head, thinking that this was not the paradise I was talking about.
When he raised his head and looked out, he saw an old man in Taoist robes and Qingyu with a surprised look on his face.
He sighed softly in his heart and said: "This is indeed an opportunity brought about by cultivation in the previous life. From the Great Zhou Dynasty to the Northern Qi Dynasty, the two of you unexpectedly met. It's unreasonable even if we don't become masters and disciples."
Looking at the laughing old man, Xiao Hei cupped his hands and said, "They all talk about the gods on the mountain, but I didn't expect the gods to come to the world today."
The old man who was holding a cup of spiritual tea was shocked when he heard this. He looked at Qingyu and asked: "Girl, is this senior the old god on the mountain?"
Qingyu curled her lips and pulled the old Taoist priest to sit down next to Xiao Hei. She shook her head and said, "I invited someone here for you. He said you don't need the elixir. You can't blame me for this."
The old man finally believed that he was the legendary old god in front of him.
So he quickly stood up and saluted and said: "The rough people at the foot of the mountain have seen the old gods on Qingniu Mountain."
The old Taoist priest looked at the old man and the young man in front of him and smiled lightly: "I'm just a bad old man, not a god." After saying that, he took the old man's hand and sat down.
Then he squeezed Xiao Hei's hand with one hand and began to explore quietly.
It wasn't until Qingyu poured him a cup of freshly brewed spiritual tea that the old Taoist priest muttered: "That's not right. There is nothing wrong with your body and you don't need my spiritual medicine."
"As for your legs, I have nothing to do for the moment. Even my elixir can't cure your broken legs. What should I do?"
The old Taoist priest had his heart set on Qingyu and wanted to accept her as his disciple. Seeing that he could not help Xiaohei, he felt a little disappointed.
When Qingyu saw the old Taoist priest coming to a conclusion, she reached out to touch Xiaohei's forehead, and then she exclaimed: "That's not right, you were still very feverish yesterday?"
Xiao Hei said quietly: "Senior, please have tea."
After he finished, he looked at Qingyu and said with a smile: "I had a bad fever last night... Then I saw my old monk in my dream, and he gave me a green pear..."
After speaking, he opened his left hand and handed the pear core in his hand to the old man beside him.
After thinking for a while, he said: "I thought it was a dream, but I didn't expect to have this pear core in my hand... I can try planting it in the yard. Before spring is over, can it sprout?"
The old man pinched the pear core in his hand and said with a shiver on his face: "I didn't expect you really dreamed about the old god. No wonder you felt much better when you woke up this early in the morning."
The old Taoist priest was amazed when he heard this. He didn't expect that this guy really had a high fever, and he didn't expect that he ate a green pear in his dream...
He couldn't help but murmured: "It is said that green pear originated from the Western world and is a sacred tree planted by Buddha... I never expected that you would have such a profound opportunity..."
Xiao Hei shook his head and said with a smile: "That's just a pear tree. Xiao Hei has never been to the mountain where it grows. Senior is too stingy. There are obviously a few pear trees on the tree..."
In Xiao Hei's opinion, Lao Shang should be more generous and let him pick two more. Even if Qing Yu is not needed, there are still Qing Qing and Yan'er at home?
When Yan'er Shanghei couldn't help but feel a little angry, she thought that the old monk was unreliable. She asked him when Yan'er would transform, but he asked him to guess.
No wonder my brother kept saying that the old Taoist priest was unreliable. It turned out that the two old men had the same temper.
Qingyu sighed, looked at Xiao Hei and said, "As long as you are fine, I will be relieved. These days, you scare me to death. You are like a burning person."
Xiao Hei said nothing because he suddenly remembered what the old monk said.
After solving Qingyu's trouble, he had to quickly return to the imperial city of Northern Qi. Only the old shopkeeper could help him solve the next trouble.
Thinking of this, Xiao Hei looked at the three people in front of him and smiled bitterly: "This is my fate, not my illness. I asked Sister Qingyu to worry about me."
There was nothing serious about Xiao Hei in front of him, and the old Taoist priest couldn't help but think about Qing Yu.
So I couldn't help but ask: "What do you want next? I want to accept your sister as my disciple. Do you have any objections?"
Xiaohei looked at Qingyu and laughed, and said quietly: "I'm afraid there are some twists and turns in this matter. If you're not in a hurry, senior, please stay with us and have a few drinks first tonight."
Qingyu's apprenticeship cannot be allowed to be heard by the old man in front of him, and he does not want Qingyu to know more about himself.
After much deliberation, I could only have a night talk with the old Taoist priest.
If the old Taoist priest is not afraid of trouble, he would be willing to persuade Qingyu to become his teacher. After all, in this world, the old Taoist priest in front of him can indeed be regarded as a god-like existence.
The old Taoist priest smiled lightly: "I can't miss this wine. I came down the mountain to see you. My disciple promised me a condition."
Xiao Hei was startled and blurted out: "What are the conditions?"
