Due to the second sister's momentum, she didn't dare to talk to others outside. Ye Sifu's expressionless face made people obviously feel a little frustrated.
Ye Xiayou, who was very protective in front of outsiders, ignored the little Taoist boy riding a leopard behind them and began to teach Ye Sifu a lesson.
It's still the same as when I was a child, blaming my younger brother for not being as safe as he seems, always thinking about what kind of result he should achieve rather than whether he should achieve such a result.
Ever since she was a child, she has been a little afraid of this second sister who is a third-level professional. Ye Sifu didn't dare to refute her. She was very well-behaved all the way and let Ye Huanmei's occasional teasing go unnoticed.
Ignoring what the three siblings said to each other, in the middle of the night, he looked at the little Taoist boy behind him who had no intention of leaving, and fell into deep thought.
Although Wudang, who practiced the Tao of inaction to simplicity, dared to be angry at the almost arrogant and unreasonable practice of rushing into the mountains in the middle of the night, he dared not speak out and swallowed it. In addition, Zhang Jiue, who was the first leader, had been A large number of affairs were being handed over and there was no time to take care of this place. In addition, the disciples in the mountain were ordered in advance not to disturb a few people, so those two great monks, one mountain and one river, ignored them at all.
So it fell on this young Taoist boy riding a leopard to take full responsibility for the food, clothing, housing and transportation of several people.
In the middle of the night, I only thought that this little Taoist boy was the disciple of the topless Taoist priest with great skills. Later, I learned from the good monk that the status of this topless Taoist priest was really extraordinary, let alone in Wudang Mountain. The whole world of Taoists are three points shorter than him.
The two great monks who had been restless for the past few days had found out everything about this man.
Zhang Sanfeng, currently the most senior Taoist priest in Wudang Mountain, does not practice Wudang Tai Chi, does not practice Taoist swordsmanship, does not recite scriptures, does not worship Taoist ancestors, and only practices the most puzzling three skills of fortune telling in Taoist sects.
The law of heaven.
It is said that the young man named Zhang Baobao was very stupid when he went to the mountain to learn martial arts. He did not even have a decent master. The main reason was that no one dared to accept such an unqualified disciple. It's nothing more than accepting it but not being able to teach it. In the end, you can only make yourself a laughing stock and make your classmates laugh. Who would do such a thankless thing?
But Zhang Baobao couldn't help but remember that he had gone all the way up Wudang Mountain and could not come back down even if he was beaten to death. Otherwise, he would feel sorry for himself for walking such a long way. It was also because he would have to go begging on the street again after going down the mountain. Have you ever had a meal? Hard days for the next meal.
Zhang Baobao wandered around the mountains all day. When his senior brothers were carrying water, he would rush to carry water. When his junior brothers were chopping firewood, he would rush to chop wood. This young man who didn't even have an identity stayed in the Wudang Mountains for ten years. No matter whether it was cold or hot or cold, his steadfastness did not move the ordinary Taoist priests in the mountains, but alarmed the veteran Taoist Zhang Shankun in the Little Lotus Peak.
Taoism has been passed down for thousands of years, and even one sect has many branches. Not to mention the mental and physical skills, the so-called mountain doctors' divination is also divided into different categories, each with its own merits. It is difficult for ordinary people to realize the Dao by just practicing one kind of practice. However, the lineage of Xiaolianhuafeng, which has been passed down to this day, is extremely mysterious and practices the three skills of divination, which are quite obscure in Taoism. Although there has never been any record of it. There are no people in this lineage who have achieved Taoism, but whether it is Wudang or other Taoist sects, they all call this lineage the same name: the way of heaven.
The chosen method can prove the great way.
But when Zhang Shankun learned that a seeker with such a will was turned away, he scolded him all the way to Zixiao Palace. He called the then head of the palace a bastard, and then he personally set up an altar to recruit disciples. Such a close disciple.
Zhang Baobao still didn't understand after having a master. No matter how Zhang Shankun preached, Zhang Baobao always pondered for a long time and still couldn't figure it out. Zhang Shankun simply asked this apprentice who seemed to be missing a string to dig a hole in the Little Lotus Peak, saying that it was to practice his perseverance. To put it bluntly, it's just an excuse, so we can only take one step at a time and decide the direction later.
The cave plank road on the cliff of Xiaolianhua Peak can be regarded as a scenery in Wudang. Zhang Baobao went there without saying a word with a hammer and drill. At first, it was just brute force, which actually made a hole in the palm of the tiger's mouth. Over the course of the day, both hands were bleeding a lot even though they didn't cut a large area.
But Zhang Baobao never got discouraged, he just kept going day after day, year after year. The Taoist priests in the mountains who he changed to call his master, nephew, and grandson secretly called him a fool and laughed at him as crazy. Even if they were heard in his ears, he would just smile.
God has mercy on those who are thoughtful.
After three years of chiseling, Zhang Baobao became enlightened.
Strange to say, the hammer hitting the drill and the jingling of the drill made Zhang Baobao understand the essence of leveraging force in Tai Chi. Since then, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, which astonished the disciples in Wudang Mountain. Once you are fully enlightened, you will enjoy the favor of the immortals.
Zhang Shankun said that this son has the appearance of Lu Zu's half-century enlightenment, and he is like the reincarnation of Lu Zu.
Zhang Baobao only knew that Lu Zu was the most powerful figure in the Taoist sect. Various rumors about him were second only to Emperor Zhenwu enshrined on Wudang Mountain, but he just smiled.
Later, Zhang Shankun asked Zhang Baobao to recruit disciples at the foot of the mountain. Zhang Baobao felt that he still didn't know how to recruit disciples? Zhang Shankun asked him to keep walking eastward and stop when he encountered a lake. If there was a turtle in the lake, he would guard it. If he saw a child without a father and mother, he would carry it back to the mountain and set up an altar to accept his disciples.
Zhang Baobao kept heading east, from the green willows on the south bank of the river to the fallen leaves saying it was cool.
I walked eight hundred miles to Dongting before I saw a giant turtle. I waited for a year for summer to pass, autumn to winter, and spring to arrive. In a small village by the lake, a woman gave birth to a difficult child. The child survived, but the adults were lifeless. The laborer at home cried to death at the door. Zhang Baobao didn't know if this was a way to kill his parents, but he just wanted to take him back to Wudang because he thought the midwife said the baby was a reincarnation of a demon.
However, the village was superstitious and believed that such monsters that were born to kill parents could not be allowed to appear in the world, so they had to kill them on the spot. It was Zhang Baobao who held the baby in his arms and endured a series of severe beatings with hoes and sticks from the unruly villagers before carrying him back to the mountains.
After returning to the mountain, the master scolded him for being stupid and asked him if he didn't know how to run away, so he was beaten like this.
Zhang Baobao said that it was better to let the villagers beat him to vent his anger than to scold the children behind their back later.
Zhang Shankun said that he was crazy and should not practice Taoism but should practice Zen. A whole Buddhist school was waiting for him to go to hell.
With this child, Zhang Shankun, who practiced the Way of Heaven, asked this apprentice who mistakenly joined the Taoist sect to carve out eighty-one statues of Zhenwu, and he even said that it was to welcome Zhenwu back to his throne.
Zhang Baobao carried a bamboo basket with the baby whom Zhang Shankun named Zhang Yunji to carve out the statue every day. After five years of carving, Zhang Shankun became an immortal. This man who only knew how to carve out cliffs actually meditated for more than a month at the place where his master had become immortal without eating. drink.
The Taoist priests all over the mountain told the young elder of the sect who could not even speak clearly that the most senior master-level figure in Wudang was really crazy.
Zhang Baobao didn't laugh this time, because he could understand that he was no longer smiling.
Until Zhang Baobao came back to his senses, it was said that the Immortal Sword Peak at the deepest point of Wudang Mountain was the rumbling and trembling mountain formed by the sword that Lu Zu left here when he ascended to immortality.
Since then, Zhang Baobao has been given the title of Sanfeng, and he and his young apprentice have lived in the Lotus Peak without paying attention to worldly affairs for seven years.
In the middle of the night, after listening to my sister's story about the Taoist priest she named herself, and ignoring the treasonous and unethical remarks of the mountain and water next to me, "He wants Lu Zu to reincarnate, I will reincarnate Sakyamuni", I really feel that this little Taoist boy The master really has a peerless style.
Not to mention ordinary people, even the old Taoist priests in Wudang Mountains who have practiced Taoism for many years would not dare to say that they have such a sophisticated method of chiseling through walls to gain enlightenment.
The two simple-minded great monks in the mountains and rivers will naturally not consider such deep-seated issues. They just think that this is a gimmick for Wudang to promote itself. After all, the world is not just their Wudang Taoist sect. Longhu Mountain, Qingcheng Mountain, and Emei Mountain The Taoist gates are so complicated that in some places they even know one but not the other. On the contrary, Lu Zu, who transformed into a rainbow and ascended to the throne, was well known to everyone. Wudang used such a pretense to use Lu Zu's name to promote Wudang's name.
Monk Yishan also gave an example: Shaolin Bodhidharma Ancient Zen Temple in Henan Prefecture is constantly boasting that the martial arts in the world are better than Shaolin. How can a monk who eats fast and chants Buddha in the temple need to compete for the first place in martial arts? It's not just using this guise to let the world know about the Zen sect.
Yan Yan, who had been chatting quite speculatively with the two great monks in the past few days, actually nodded in agreement, which made Ye Sangeng have to wonder if all the books he read were in vain.
However, Yan Yan was very plausible, and the words of Confucius, "The son has nothing to say but his strange power confuses the spirit" can be regarded as a summary of the inexplicable "slanders" made by two uncultured great monks in a mountain and a river.
Ye Xiaer added insult to injury to this scholar who was well-read in poetry but "helped the tiger" and said: "Master, after becoming a scholar and becoming an immortal, I have to slap myself twice when I think of what I said."
At that time, Yan Yan, who knew that he could never gain any advantage with his words, pretended not to hear Ye Xia's words and ignored them.
One thing brings another down, and the ancients never deceive future generations.
The little Taoist boy stood at the door and refused to enter the house. Hua Leopard stretched himself, shook his body, and lay down at the door. The little Taoist boy stood in front of Hua Leopard and did not move.
Ye San was even more puzzled and asked, "Is there anything else, young master?"
"My master gave me a pill, saying it was good for Ye Donor's recovery, but I couldn't bear to give it to you." The little Taoist boy looked like he was in a dilemma, and his straightforward words without any hesitation aroused the laughter of several people in the room.
Ye Xia smiled and said: "Young master can't bear to give it to me. My brother is in good health. He will be fine after just two days of rest. This pill will be in vain."
The little Taoist boy tilted his head and looked at Ye Xiayou, then at Ye San Geng. After thinking about it again and again, he finally reached into his arms, took out something wrapped in oil paper, and said, "Actually, I still have something to say."
Anyone can hear the hesitation of this little Taoist boy, and Ye Xiayou can naturally detect the hesitation of this extremely senior Taoist fairy from his tone.
"I don't know why, but I've been secretly following you since that day when you followed the benefactor on the mountain in the middle of the night. When I heard you talking to Jiu'e and Heixiu Yun, I felt that your words were really nice. You should know that I would give it to you no matter how reluctant I was. Yes, we people in the mountains don't care about these external possessions. Look at what you said, you clearly gave me a step down. You are a good person, and you never lie. The female donor will definitely gain great merit in the future. "
After the little Taoist boy praised Ye Xieyou, he was completely clueless and for a moment he didn't know how to answer the question.
The little Taoist's unreasonable praise still made the four siblings in the room confused, causing several people to look at each other.
The little Taoist boy put the ball of oil paper wrapped with pills on the table and returned it to its original place. He felt a little embarrassed, rubbed his Taoist robe with his hands, and hurriedly hid after seeing Ye Hao.
"I know you might find it funny if my age novel comes out, but I think I still need to tell you."
"Xiao Daoist Zhang Yunji is twelve years old and has been practicing Taoism for one year. From the moment he saw the female benefactor, he felt that something was certain."
"Xiaodao seems to have been waiting for the donor for twelve years. The first time I saw the donor, I knew that the donor was the person I was waiting for."
"It doesn't matter if we don't ask about the Tao, or if we don't realize immortality, if our Tao mind is in chaos, what kind of merit and luck can we cultivate?"
"Can the donor wait for Xiaodao for one more year? When Xiaodao is crowned an adult, Xiaodao is willing to use his humble Taoist heart to achieve immortality for the donor."
"Even if it takes another five hundred and one reincarnations."
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