In fact, the current Qingtian Dao probably does not have any senior brothers or uncles in Qingxiu.
Everyone is studying how to make a good pot of tea.
The same is naturally true for this girl named Yu Chaoyun.
It was just that I had brewed too much tea, which gave me a headache. After all, Chen Huaifeng once ruthlessly complained that the tea stir-fried by a certain Qingtian Taoist woman named Bai He gave me a terrible headache.
Of course, beginners need a long time to accumulate experience.
Yu Chaoyun hadn't listened to a few lessons from Chen Huaifeng before the sword cultivator left Jiannan.
So the people in these temples were left alone to soak in chaos.
After drinking himself till he was unconscious, he ran out to relax - that's why the Taoists You Chunshan saw wandering in the distance yesterday came here.
Naturally, Yu Chaoyun also came to relax. He happened to pass by here and planned to see if Chen Huaifeng was back, but he saw a man sneaking around holding the table.
Then the man fell to the ground in a very strange way.
Yu Chaoyun was stunned and didn't understand how a young man could fall down at the drop of a hat.
But when she saw the strange-looking young man turning around, she was also startled.
He probably had a nosebleed, but he didn't realize it yet, so he wiped it randomly, smearing blood all over his face.
What is the purpose of practicing Taoism?
Yu Chaoyun actually didn't know that, but his talent was pretty good, so he joined Qingtian Dao.
But probably the simplest use is to use Taoism to help people solve some of their sorrows.
However, Yu Chaoyun probably didn't expect that this young man was frightened twice. As soon as he saw her hand kneading, he became extremely panicked.
Fortunately, in the end, he successfully helped the man solve his nosebleed problem.
I don't know why, but the young man fell silent suddenly, his face looking much uglier than before.
...
You Chunshan stretched out his hand and touched his face, and then looked at his hand. Sure enough, it was bright red.
This young man who had come all the way from the East China Sea stood there silently, his pupils first becoming extremely large, and then slowly shrinking back.
In fact, bleeding has happened in the past.
Not only the arms that Lu Xiaoer saw, but also the current ones, but You Chunshan never paid attention to them.
After all, when people are unlucky, there will always be times when they fall and bleed.
When You Chunshan was a child, he had a fight with other teenagers. The teenagers didn’t know how serious their attacks were, so they slapped him in the face. At that time, he had a lot of nosebleeds. You Chunshan remembers that he was still there holding the basin to continue the fight. , thinking about picking up a pot, and then it turned into chicken blood clots when killing chickens.
So in the past, he always thought that he was unlucky and had fallen too hard.
It's just that since I heard what Jiang Shanxue said - you are not unlucky, you are sick.
The young man began to think seriously about many things.
For example, nosebleeds are not caused by falling, but are caused by poor thinking.
You Chunshan took a deep breath, looked at the Qingtian Dao girl seriously and said thank you, then turned around silently and continued to pack up the things scattered on the floor.
Of course the food is good, and so are the pots and bowls.
We can't let them scatter on the ground like some bewildered young people.
Yu Chaoyun stood there and looked at the young man curiously.
"Do you often fall like this?"
You Chunshan packed up his things and moved the low table into the bamboo hut. Then he returned to the door of the bamboo hut, where he sat down with his legs crossed and his hands folded. He looked at the girl and said, "It's not that bad either." often."
The young man seemed to be comforting himself, but he managed to squeeze out a smile.
"Only occasionally."
Yu Chaoyun said seriously: "Even if it happens occasionally, there may be some hidden disease."
You Chunshan said softly: "Maybe yes, Jiang Shanxue told me the same thing. He said it more frankly than you. He said I was mentally ill."
Yu Chaoyun wanted to say something else, but the young man seemed to have calmed down and said to himself: "It's okay to be sick, it's better than being destined to fall."
Curing a disease is of course much simpler than changing one's life.
If You Chunshan knew that there was a little demon girl in Nanyi City who died in a certain fate, he would probably be even more grateful that he was just sick.
Yu Chaoyun thought for a while and said, "But if you are sick, you still need to get treatment as soon as possible."
"Of course." You Chunshan said seriously, "So I'm waiting for Jiang Shanxue to raise money for me."
Yu Chaoyun was silent for a while after hearing this, and then said softly: "Uncle Jiang... he may not be able to raise the money."
You Chunshan didn't care about whether Jiang Shanxue could raise the money. After all, if he could raise the money, he wouldn't be here anymore. He was just a little surprised when he heard the Qingtian Dao girl's name for the Taoist.
"Do you also call him uncle?"
Yu Chaoyun looked at You Chunshan strangely. It was obvious that he was not a practitioner, so she said suspiciously, "Yeah?"
You Chunshan wanted to get his wooden sword, but found that it was not on him. He probably dropped it when he fell on the ground. He looked outside and saw that the wooden sword was indeed lying among the fallen leaves not far away. .
You Chunshan stood up, ran to pick up the sword, carried it behind his back, and said seriously: "I am a sword cultivator, but I am of a lower seniority, so I will also call me Uncle Jiangshan Xue. "
"Swordsman? Who did you learn the sword from?"
At this time, Yu Chaoyun remembered that this was once Chen Huaifeng's residence.
You Chunshan was stunned for a moment, yes, he is a swordsman, so who did he learn the sword from?
Lu Xiaoer? South Island?
The young man thought for a long time, and then said seriously: "I learned the sword from Senior Cong Ren."
Yu Chaoyun didn't believe such nonsense at first, but looking at the young man living in Chen Huaifeng's bamboo house, he seemed to be a bit like that.
After all, as we all know, Chen Huaifeng's master is Cong Ren.
"How did you learn?"
You Chunshan carried the wooden sword on his back and looked up at the sky melancholy.
"That's it, he was fighting in the sky, and I was watching in fear on the ground."
What You Chunshan was talking about was of course the story about Cong Ren and Shenhe that night in the East China Sea.
The sky is filled with sword light, and the sword intent is everywhere.
It can probably be said that he learned the sword from Cong Ren.
If it were in the past, You Chunshan would probably emphasize that his money was buried in the collapsed house.
It’s just that You Chunshan didn’t say that now. Just as Jiang Shanxue said, it was You Chunshan who buried his life savings in the collapsed house that night, and it was not just You Chunshan.
Yu Chaoyun seemed to know what was going on, and looked at the young man with some pity.
The world in the East China Sea has naturally been bleak in the past period of time.
Just like the south.
The two of them were talking there, but a Taoist walked over on that path.
It was Jiang Shanxue who took Cheng Lu to find his uncle, who was physically disabled.
Jiang Shanxue was a little startled when she saw a picture. She looked at You Chunshan, who was standing with a sword behind his back, with blood on his face, and then at Yu Chaoyun, whose charm was still lingering. He frowned, stood there and looked at the two of them and asked: "what happened?"
Jiang Shanxue, who has lived in a village south of Guanwai Town since he was a child, may indeed be a little sensitive.
Yu Chaoyun turned around when he heard the sound, then bowed seriously and said: "Uncle Jiang..."
You Chunshan probably realized from Jiang Shanxue's tone that the Taoist had misunderstood something. He quickly looked at Jiang Shanxue and said, "Don't think blindly. I just fell flat on the ground. It was this senior sister in the temple who helped me heal my wounds and stop the bleeding." ”
Jiang Shanxue finally understood what was happening here, and saluted Yu Chaoyun.
"Thank you."
Yu Chaoyun was obviously a little panicked.
Although it was appropriate to return the gift, Jiang Shanxue's gift was obviously a bit too heavy. As a disciple who had just entered the temple, Yu Chaoyun was obviously a little surprised.
Not to mention seniority, Jiang Shanxue himself is a cultivator of the Great Dao, so naturally he shouldn't be like this.
The girl in the audience stood there in a daze.
Jiang Shanxue said seriously: "Chunshan has been very kind to me. If you help him, I should naturally do the same."
Yu Chaoyun breathed a sigh of relief and just looked at the two of them. One was a cultivator of the Great Dao, and the other was a mentally ill young man from Donghai. What kind of favor could this be?
Jiang Shanxue probably also saw Yu Chaoyun's doubts, smiled softly and said: "I was seriously injured in the East China Sea, and he carried me all the way back to Qingtian Road."
Yu Chaoyun turned around and looked at You Chunshan in surprise.
Such a thing is extremely difficult for ordinary people, let alone a person who is probably physically ill.
You Chunshan was suddenly looked at with such amazing eyes, and he couldn't adapt. He scratched his head and said with a smile: "Actually, it's not bad. My uncle also helped a lot."
Seeing You Chunshan's appearance, Jiang Shanxue sighed helplessly and said, "Go and wash your face first, otherwise there will be some misunderstandings if there is blood all the time."
You Chunshan nodded, looked at Jiang Shanxue and asked, "So when will you go to see the temple master?"
Jiang Shanxue thought for a moment and said, "Let's go later."
The two of them were talking about something there, and Yu Chaoyun said goodbye and left.
You Chunshan went to find a stream of water in the nearby forest and washed his face. When he came back, Jiang Shanxue was still standing there, looking at the forest quietly, wondering what he was thinking.
You Chunshan walked very cautiously. After all, he had just fallen. If he fell again, it would be a bit overwhelming. After walking to the bamboo house and sitting down, You Chunshan looked at Jiang Shanxue and said, "It didn't go well?"
The Taoist frowned a little.
Jiang Shanxue came back to his senses, shook his head, and said, "I don't know whether it goes well or not. But from Cheng Lu's stories, I suddenly realized that Qingtian Dao can't really be separated from the story. outside."
You Chunshan was a little confused. After all, he was just a little rookie in the East China Sea.
In the current story of the human world, Qingtian Dao seems to have taken some blame for the incident between Jian Zong and Beitai in the human world. He has indeed stayed quietly in this green mountain. Bai Yuyao and many people in the temple, They have never really intervened in the chaos of the world.
Jiang Shanxue has always thought so.
It was only when the sword cultivator from Liuyun Sword Sect came from the south and tried to find something in the past stories of Qingtian Dao that Jiang Shanxue realized that maybe many things were still his own, even if it was white jade. Rumor has never been seen.
If the world is going to be in chaos, it may be inevitable to miss a door far away in the East China Sea, let alone such a Taoist door on the side of Huaidu?
Jiang Shanxue put away those thoughts, and then looked at You Chunshan who was sitting there with a solemn expression.
Although the blood stains have been washed away.
It's just that this young man still looks a little pale, maybe due to blood loss, or maybe he's frightened.
All in all, he looked a little sickly.
Seeing Jiang Shanxue's appearance, You Chunshan smiled comfortably and said, "Why do you look like you are sick? Do you want me to reach out and let you feel your pulse?"
Jiang Shanxue sighed and said: "I am a Taoist, not a doctor. If you chop off your head, I can't see anything."
Even the ministers had to ask the doctor to find out that he had alcoholic jaundice.
Of course there are specialties in the arts.
You Chunshan just smiled.
One day after noon, the air gradually became a little hot.
The temperature at this time was naturally just right for You Chunshan. After all, just now, his heart was indeed as cold as water.
Not only was he frightened by his imaginary majesty, but he was also frightened by that Qingtian Dao girl.
After all, didn’t you realize that your face was covered with blood after saying that? It was indeed very scary.
Jiang Shanxue looked at You Chunshan for a while, then turned and walked towards the trail.
Perhaps it was not only You Chunshan who was frightened, but also Jiangshan Xue.
Of course he could guess that there was something wrong with You Chunshan's brain, but he really didn't know whether it was serious or not.
He is a Taoist, not a god.
Even Li Er may not be good at treating diseases.
However, it is rumored that Li Er is good at breaking legs.
Part of the Liangzi from Mojianya and Daomen came from this.
It's just that Li Er is called a saint, naturally not because of what he has done to the world, but because of what he has not done to the world.
Therefore, if the beating does not break the legs, it will naturally not affect the status of the Hangu Temple master from a thousand years ago in the world of spiritual practice.
You Chunshan didn't ask Jiang Shanxue where he was going.
After all, Cheng Lu is no longer in Shanyaoju, so Jiang Shanxue naturally wants to see Bai Yuyao.
Zhang Xiaoyu's sword was naturally a strange thing.
...
Yu Chaoyun stood quietly in the gradually sinking sunlight of the mountain forest.
He looked at the young Taoist who was walking towards the back mountain on the viewing path with a somewhat puzzled expression.
The Taoist robe worn by the Taoist is naturally different from that of Yu Chaoyun, and the shape is naturally the same. After all, Yu Chaoyun is a woman and wears a Taoist skirt.
But more importantly, it is the meaning revealed in the different tones.
This girl who had only been watching for many years might indeed be unable to understand many things, so she stood there for a long time.
After a long time, there was a look of surprise on Yu Chaoyun's face.
There is a Taoist man in the mountains and forests below, coming towards this place.
Yu Chaoyun looked at the Taoist and bowed politely.
"I've met my great uncle."
Yu Chaoyun's master uncle is naturally the master uncle of Jiang Shanxue's disciples.
It's just that although such a girl has been practicing meditation for some days, she still has no teacher.
Although Bai Yuyao had already decided to appoint the next generation of teachers, it was still not implemented in the end.
Liu Sanyue, who should have been the teacher most, left Qingtian Dao, and then disappeared. Mei Xiyu went to Huaidu, and Chen Huaifeng went to Donghai. Even Jiangshan Xue seemed to be busy with many things. .
Disciples like Yu Chaoyun naturally do not have a true master.
The one who walked up was Qin Chulai.
Such a Qingtian Taoist is probably the one who likes to wander around the most among the people in the temple.
Either he went to the East China Sea to play cards and block Zhang Xiaoyu's door, or he was taken to the East China Sea by Zhong Saoxue to watch people and swordsmen.
But Yu Chaoyun didn't know why this great uncle came here suddenly.
After all, she just stopped casually in the mountains and happened to see Jiang Shanxue leaving the bamboo house and heading towards the back mountain.
Qin Chulai nodded, then stopped there, looking at the young Taoist who was walking away.
Yu Chaoyun hesitated for a moment, and then said softly: "Disciple, there is something I don't understand."
Qin Chulai said calmly: "Jiangshanxue?"
Yu Chaoyun nodded and said, "Yes, great uncle."
The girl in the temple looked at the Taoist priest who was leaving and said softly: "Uncle Jiang doesn't look like a bad person. I don't understand why the temple has such an attitude towards him."
Qin Chulai seemed to have known that there would be such a problem for a long time, and just said lightly: "Because people can't look back. This is the case for Taoists and the same is true for Taoist temples."
Yu Chaoyun turned around and looked at this Taoist who had actually been around for some years - Uncle Master. In fact, it was not that out of the ordinary.
Qingtian Dao fell apart fifty years ago. Qin Chulai at that time should naturally have experienced those stories.
Qin Chulai said slowly.
"Or just imagine, if many years later, your life is not very good, but not too bad, and an immortal appears in front of you and tells you that you can go back many years ago and make a certain decision. When the time comes, if you have to choose something again, would you make that choice?"
Yu Chaoyun stood quietly in the forest and thought for a long time, and then said softly: "Probably not. Unless I live a really bad life and think that there is nothing worse than this, maybe I will really choose One choice.”
Qin Chulai said calmly: "Yes, Jiang Shanxue is not an immortal, so Qingtian said, why would he choose to go back to the past?"
Although Qingtian Dao has lost its title as the leader of the Taoist sect, is such a sect really in such a mess that it needs to go back to the old path?
Of course it's not needed.
When people talk about the three views in the world, Qingtian Dao is still the first among them.
Yu Chaoyun nodded thoughtfully.
"Of course there is no need to stick to the ancient times. Just as the world thinks that the world of cultivation a thousand years ago was far more powerful than it is today, this is wrong. The only thing that is powerful is Mojian Cliff. It is that kind of place that supports the height of the world, and It’s not like the human world is meant to stand at that level.”
Qin Chulai quietly looked at the green mountains and clouds. For such a Taoist, at this time, he no longer had the sad look of sweeping snow from his eyebrows and leaving sword marks.
“The right thing to do is to move on, not look back.”
Qin Chulai said calmly.
