With mountains to the south and water to the north, Quyang City is located on the north bank of the Qujiang River. As the administrative seat of Quzhou, both land and water roads intersect here. It is the largest transportation hub south of the Huangting River, so it is very prosperous, with busy traffic on the streets.
Yuan Zhongyi is a second-generation rich man. His ancestors were very wealthy. There were people who served as officials in the court in the past generations. But he loves martial arts and has worshiped no less than a hundred famous teachers since he was a child. He has developed his own skills.
Originally, his father reprimanded him for not doing his job properly and scolded him for associating with bandits. Who knew that the world had changed, with years of drought in the north and heavy rains in the south. Countless victims fled their homes and spawned a large number of gangsters and bandits. As a well-known warrior in the martial arts world, Yuan Zhongyi not only protects the clan from harm, but also makes money and increases production, which makes the Yuan family more and more powerful, and his father and elders recognize his actions.
Liang Xingyang went straight to the Yuan family's mansion. The concierge saw that he was an eight or nine-year-old child. He was wearing an adult's clothes. It was torn off at the waist and still dragged the floor. There was a hemp rope tied around his waist. Although he looked fair and clean, His eyes were bright and bright, unlike a beggar. He couldn't let him in casually, so he grabbed ten coins and sent him away.
"I'm looking for Thunderbolt Sword Yuan Zhongyi. I made an appointment with him to come to him today. Please let me know that Liang Xingyang has arrived."
The concierge was a little impatient: "Our uncle is not allowed to meet everyone. Do you have a greeting card?"
"You want an invitation? I don't have one."
"If you don't have any, go somewhere else to play! Didn't I give you these copper coins? Use them to buy a sugar-filled biscuit to chew on."
Liang Xingyang didn't argue with him, turned around, looked up and around.
There are many green bamboos inside the big wall of Yuan Mansion. Some people's wrists are as thick as three to five feet high. The branches and leaves are dense, crisp and cute.
Liang Xingyang raised his hand and released the flying sword. The concierge felt his eyes light up and lost focus. He hurriedly rubbed his eyes and saw Liang Xingyang walking to the wall, where a cut bamboo fell.
Liang Xingyang picked up a bamboo tube and handed it over: "Show this to Yuan Zhongyi and tell him that a child is looking for him, and he will come out to pick me up in person."
The concierge took the bamboo tube over. He wanted to say that you were bragging, but after taking a closer look, he swallowed his words.
The bamboo tube can be more than a foot long. The bottom is neatly cut, and the top is cut into the shape of an eight-petal lotus. Each petal has a hole as wide as a little finger.
The concierge looked at the bamboo on the wall of his house, then at the bamboo tube in his hand, and muttered: "Is it a magic trick?"
When he was guarding the gate of the Yuan family, he was well-informed. Whether it was high-ranking officials in the state, literati from all over the country, or rough and treacherous people, he had seen them all. Although he was doubtful, he still asked Liang Xingyang to wait. Turn around and go in to report.
Yuan Zhongyi lost an arm, and his family strictly ordered him not to go out again. His mother even asked him to wash his hands in a golden basin.
When he came back from Longyan Mountain, he immediately had a courtyard vacated and ordered his servants to clean it. All the tables, chairs, cups, plates and utensils were carefully replaced, and they were smoked with spices for three days.
When he got up this morning, he kept standing in the yard setting up a pergola, looking around, waiting anxiously. He heard from the concierge that there was a child outside looking for him, and there was the eight-treasure lotus lantern-shaped bamboo tube. He knew that Liang Xingyang was here. , so excited that he ran outside.
When he saw Liang Xingyang outside the door, he bowed directly to the ground: "Master Immortal, you are here! Please come in quickly!"
Liang Xingyang smiled and walked into the courtyard. Yuan Zhongyi explained as he walked: "I thought you would fly directly with your sword and land in the courtyard. I have been thinking about it all night for the past few days, but I forgot to tell the concierge!"
"It doesn't matter! It doesn't matter!" Liang Xingyang didn't care and handed the copper plate in his hand back to Yuan Zhongyi, "Your concierge is a good one. He also gave me two cents to teach me how to buy candied sesame cakes."
Yuan Zhongyi blushed and took the copper coins, apologizing profusely.
Entering the room, Yuan Zhongyi asked Liang Xingyang to take the seat and took the lead in explaining: "There are a total of seventy-one children, all from surrounding suburban counties. I have sent all of them back to their homes in special cars."
"Ah, very good."
Yuan Zhongyi added: "I have asked the kitchen to prepare a fine banquet. I wonder if Master Xian eats meat or vegetarian food?"
"I don't eat anything." Liang Xingyang has long since given up his appetite and only eats nuts from the mountains. "Last time you said you wanted to become my disciple and learn the magic of immortal swordsmanship. Do you still mean this now? Has it changed? Got an idea?"
"No!" After Yuan Zhongyi finished speaking, he immediately fell to his knees, "I..."
"You get up first! Listen to what I have to say." Liang Xingyang stretched out his hand and lifted him up with invisible Qi, "My Taoism emphasizes the cultivation of both life and life. Xing is to refine oneself, life is to build the foundation, and refining oneself is to build the foundation." Only when all the foundations have been perfected can one practice inner elixir. The method of elixir is one way: building the foundation in a hundred days is easy to perfect, but it is difficult to complete it in a lifetime of self-refinement. Some people can easily succeed in self-refinement, and some people can never understand it in a lifetime, so there is such a threshold."
Yuan Zhongyi didn't understand what he heard and puffed up his chest: "The immortal master only told me how to do it, but I can do it even if I risk my life!"
"You don't need to work hard for this. Even if you work hard, you may not be able to achieve it." Liang Xingyang explained, "There are three steps to refine one's self, which are to release desire, to clear silence, and to gain light. If you want to release desire, you have to start by retracting your mind. I will teach you how to retract your mind first. The law of the heart. It must be remembered that if a person can always be quiet, the world and the earth will return. Madam, the spirit likes to be pure, but the heart is disturbed. The human heart likes to be quiet, and wants to lead it. You can always calm down your desires, and the heart will be calm; clear the heart, And God is self-purifying..."
He taught Yuan Zhongyi a short "Tai Shang Laojun Speaks of Chang Qingjing Sutra". He first taught him to recite the full text, then explained the meaning of the sutra word for word, and then implemented the specific methods of practice.
The scriptures were not long, so he finished teaching them all quickly and told Yuan Zhongyi: "You can lie down or sit down, find the most comfortable position, put your heart back into your body, think about nothing, and don't be drowsy or confused. Just stay awake and wait quietly, as long as you can hold the incense for just one stick of incense, even if you have the potential to become an immortal, I will accept you as my apprentice immediately!"
Yuan Zhongyi thought it was very simple at first, so he went to bed cross-legged and sat quietly with his eyes closed.
After closing his eyes, after a while, he felt: This leisure is not difficult. I used to do Zhamabu to practice Qi, which was much harder than this. The time of burning incense passed quickly, and I could learn swordsmanship in no time. !
Liang Xingyang felt that his breath had changed and was no longer as pure as before, so he tapped his fingers on the table.
Yuan Zhongyi was alert and quickly calmed down: This little master is really powerful. He can tell immediately when my heart moves. He said that he has no sect and no sect. He is not from Baiyang Sect or Jiulong Palace. I don’t know if there are others in the world. Which...
Liang Xingyang tapped the table again to interrupt his random thoughts.
Yuan Zhongyi secretly felt ashamed: I must seize the immortal fate that I got so easily. Otherwise, if the young master is gone, I don’t know how long it will take before I can meet another sword immortal. By then, I will be older and missing an arm. , they won’t even accept me...
