"What is the relationship between my disciple and that one? Why did I detect a trace of his aura on his body?"
"It's just a one-time relationship!"
The old man smiled, with some memories flashing in his eyes: "Who knows, maybe he is his descendant."
Liu Qingfeng shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Then his surname should not be Li!"
The old man looked at him deeply: "Not necessarily!"
Liu Qingfeng suddenly said: "Who are you? How can you know so clearly?"
"who I am?"
The old man's eyes were distant: "I am an old immortal who should have been dead for many years but still misses the mortal world, that's all!"
Liu Qingfeng didn't say anything more and drank the last glass of wine. Standing up: "Old rule, credit!"
The old man was stunned for a moment, then he pulled his neck and shouted: "Tom is going to close the shop, how about some wool on credit?!"
…
Chu Mo and Li Jingran were on their way home. They were walking along the forest path, and Chu Mo was chattering away.
"Senior brother, do you want to listen if I tell you some gossip?"
Chu Mo said excitedly: "About the old bastard master, this is the only one in the world!"
Li Jingran hesitated for a moment and said, "Isn't this bad?"
Chu Mo rolled his eyes and said: "Coward, if you don't listen, I won't say anything!"
"Well, I didn't want to hear it either."
"Hey, listen, listen, please!"
"..."
Li Jingran was speechless. Wouldn't it be better for me to be a quiet handsome man?
Li Jingran likes peace and quiet, so she lives far away from the noisy urban area. For him, going up the mountain to become a disciple is undoubtedly the best choice. As for who the master is...it's not that person anyway, so what does it matter who it is?
The mountain road is rugged, full of thorns, and you can't see the edge at a glance.
"Junior brother, can you really become an immortal by practicing Taoism?"
"Become an immortal?"
Chu Mo was stunned, as if he didn't expect this senior brother to ask this question. He smiled and said casually: "Maybe! Anyway, what the old bastard Master always said, if you join his disciple, you can expect to achieve enlightenment."
Becoming an immortal is still illusory!
When we arrived at the foot of the mountain, it was already dark. The majestic Longhu Mountain stands in the clouds, and all living beings are silent.
At the foot of the mountain, there was a jade staircase more than a thousand meters long, and the two of them walked towards the top of the mountain step by step.
It seems that every step taken is a kind of spiritual sublimation; every step contains some kind of trajectory of the great road.
It makes people forget their worries for a short time and feel relaxed and happy!
Such a feeling can only appear in the Taoist Holy Land.
When reaching the top of the mountain...
"this……"
Is this really the Taoist Holy Land?
There are only a dozen thatched houses, as if they could be blown down by a gust of wind; they look particularly withered in the hundreds of miles around. Even the ancestral temple is just a small tile-roofed house.
"Is this really the Tianshi Mansion?" Li Jingran was a little unbelievable.
"The Longhu Mountain that the world sees is not the real Longhu Mountain!"
Chu Mo sighed softly: "The inheritance of Tianshi Mansion has withered too much. The old bastard master once said that if there is no person with outstanding qualifications in our generation, he is willing to let the inheritance of Tianshi Mansion be ruined in his hands. He has no face to see his ancestors!"
Chu Mo's eyes were a little red, and he pretended to smile relaxedly: "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. The old bastard master should be back too. We should go to pay homage to our ancestors first. Then I will take you to meet the senior brothers."
He has a strong sense of belonging to the Tianshi Mansion, so seeing the Tianshi Mansion withered like this, he cannot help but feel heartbroken and indifferent.
On the way, Li Jingran couldn't help but said: "Master, haven't you ever thought about rebuilding the Tianshi Mansion..."
"Brother!"
Chu Mo interrupted softly: "What the old bastard Master doesn't want are buildings. What he wants is to restore the glory of Tianshi Mansion!"
…
Liu Qingfeng led the disciples to the ancestral hall. Facing the densely packed ancestral tablets, Li Jingran knelt down calmly to pay homage to the ancestors of all generations.
After the ceremony, Liu Qingfeng simply kicked out several disciples, leaving only Chu Mo; those senior brothers looked at him strangely when they left.
"little bastard!"
Liu Qingfeng said very directly: "Master, I have something I want to discuss with you!"
"Don't do it!"
Chu Mo decisively refused: "Old bastard Master, I knew you had no good intentions in leaving me here!"
"You refuse even if you haven't heard anything yet?"
"Don't listen, don't listen! Don't listen to the bastard chanting sutras!"
"Traitor, traitor!"
"What? You still want to hit me in front of my ancestors?"
…
It should be said that this apprentice was beaten every day, but it was not unreasonable.
Liu Qingfeng was a little helpless: "The paths of your seven senior brothers were arranged by the master. They retreated to the mountains and forests to cultivate their Taoist hearts. But my dear disciple, you are not suitable for this path. I want to express my love for you among the mountains and rivers. It seems that it doesn't work. So I plan to..."
"What's the plan?"
Chu Mo's eyes lit up: "Old bastard Master, are you planning to retire early and pass on the position of Supreme Headmaster to me?"
Liu Qingfeng didn't understand. How did his little apprentice come up with this idea? This gadget is not only a rebel, but also a rebel!
Forbearance, in front of the ancestors, do not use force no matter what.
"My teacher plans to let you enter the world to practice."
Liu Qingfeng was a little helpless: "Are you willing?"
Chu Mo was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed. Then he felt a little puzzled and his eyes were a little strange.
Wanruo looked at Liu Qingfeng as if he were looking at Shenjing Bing.
"What's that look in your Tom's face?" Liu Qingfeng blushed.
Chu Mo asked tentatively: "Old bastard, Master, are you sure? Who will bring you tea and water when I leave? Who will wash your clothes, beat your back and rub your legs?"
This kid is really having a hard time.
"You don't have to worry about this."
Liu Qingfeng hummed: "My teacher only asks you if you are willing. If you are not willing, forget it..."
"willing!"
Chu Mo was overjoyed: "Who doesn't want to be a fool, oh ho!"
Liu Qingfeng's heart trembled slightly. After all, he regarded this apprentice as his own and raised him since childhood. How could he be so excited when he heard he was leaving?
Why does he want to break away from himself so much?
Could it be that there was really something wrong with my teaching methods over the years?
Yes or no……
Do you want to beat him again to impress him even more?
"Old bastard master, I'm leaving tonight! Oh ho~"
Liu Qingfeng became more determined in his inner choice.
The moment Chu Mo stepped out of the ancestral hall, Liu Qingfeng stepped forward and raised his fist as big as a sandbag...
Amen, may God be with this rebel.
…
"Uuuuuuuah~ How can there be such an old bastard master? He beats his disciples every day as a pastime."
Chu Mo limped down the mountain with a small backpack on his back.
Behind him, eight senior brothers appeared.
"Junior brother, the foot of the mountain is not as good as the mountain. Think twice about everything, and then act according to your ability..."
"Junior brother, if you were beaten, please report my name!"
"Junior brother, please take care of yourself, Yamashita has been a little unclean lately!"
"Goodbye, little junior brother, uh no, it's best not to see you again!"
"..."
Chu Mo turned around, spat, and ran away without a trace.
"A bunch of sanctimonious guys! They are so sensational before leaving. Not clean? Where is it not clean? No cleaner than my thatched house... Tom will call you by name, and beat you even harder by calling your name... Shenjing Bing!"
Chu Mo muttered and walked all the way down the mountain.
There is a small village at the foot of the mountain, small in size, with a population of more than a hundred. There was a barefoot doctor who Chu Mo often stole to buy his Fengyoujing; there was a really handsome private school teacher in his thirties; and there was a... coffin shop? ? ?
This store is indispensable in this basically isolated village. But his main business is not making coffins, but... a master sculptor.
Chu Mo is also familiar with this master sculptor, and this master sculptor is similar in age to Chu Mo. Not many years older than him.
So Chu Mo's first destination after coming down the mountain was this coffin, uh, carving shop.
In the shop, a young man of about twenty years old was concentrating on carving an object with a file.
"Hi, Xuan Ye!"
"Eh? Lao Ba? Why are you, a traitor, here?"
"I'm not Tom!" Chu Mo had a black line on his head...
Why did Xuan Ye also call Chu Mo a traitor?
It's fun to say.
That day... it was stormy.
Chu Mo was beaten as usual, and ran down the mountain as if to escape, and was soaked in the rain.
When Xuan Ye saw it, he asked Chu Mo to come in to take shelter from the rain.
After Chu Mo entered, he almost knelt down. He burst into tears and talked about his difficulties. It really makes the listeners sad and the listeners in tears.
When it comes to helping Xuan Ye, I have only one request.
That is... just to carve a coffin for his master Liu Qingfeng.
"The deceased rests in peace, please show your condolences!"
"ha?"
"???"
"What are you mourning for?"
"???"
Xuan Ye finally concluded: How can this Tom be an apprentice? Do you really want Master to come over as soon as possible?
"You carry this backpack..."
Xuan Ye looked shocked: "Is your master willing to let you go down the mountain?"
"Master, I want to go down the mountain. Isn't it just a matter of words?"
Xuan Ye curled his lips and didn't bother to argue with this guy.
"Hey, what are you carving?"
"Can't you see it yourself?" Xuan Ye said angrily.
"It looks like a pig!"
"ah?"
"Is not it?"
"Yes, yes, everything you said is right."
Xuan Ye's heart bleeds. In fact, he really wanted to say that this was a carved rabbit. In other words, the nose is a little bigger; the ears are a little shorter; the tail is a little longer; and the body is a little fatter.
But it is a rabbit!
Forget it, children's aesthetic sense is not yet perfect, so it won't be misleading.
"I have no place to go lately. How many days will I stay here to guard the shop for you? Just take care of the food!"
"You guy. I don't believe you don't want money!"
"Of course, if you are willing to give, just give a little more or less. Hey hey hey..."
This guy has such a mean smile.
Xuan Ye sighed softly: "You want money, but you really don't have it. I have no business here recently... My carving skills are too good for the world to appreciate..."
"Don't you still have the coffin?"
"I, Tom, can't wait for someone else, can I?"
"..."
"Okay, how about you tell me your birth date and I will give you a coffin and a tombstone?"
"Should I tell you when I am going to leave? How about you also engrave it on it for me?"
"oh?"
Xuan Ye looked delighted: "Are you related to the King of Hell?"
