It's spring in March and it's dusk.
There is a nice faint burnt smell in the Gobi.
The sun makes all mature things riper.
The mud-walled courtyard was mixed with ocher-coated gravel, burning all the way to the horizon.
The stove fire was lit, the aroma filled the air, and the smoke drifted into the school, becoming the bell for the end of get out of class.
In the wind at this moment, eleven or twelve-year-old boys and children stepped on the shadows of their companions and went back to their homes looking for the smell of smoke.
Under the Poplar euphratica tree, Uncle Wang leaned against the Poplar euphratica tree, his expression no longer stern. Wang Yun propped his head on his hands and looked at the small courtyard.
Brother Yi's white robe changed color in the dim light, and the warm color made him look more gentle.
Just like at noon, every child would wave goodbye to their husband, who would return the favor.
"Uncle Wang, do you know what I was doing the past few days?" Wang Yun asked while looking at the children returning home.
Uncle Wang and Wang Yun have been together for more than ten years. How could he not know: "The young master has not loved martial arts since he was a child. He studied Buddhism at the age of seven and Taoism at the age of fifteen. He read through the books of the Twelve Sages at the age of twenty. A few days ago, he read Zhu Gong's books. I took them all away, probably because I wanted to imitate Zhu Gong’s method of studying things to gain knowledge.”
"Haha, Uncle Wang still understands me. Zhu Gong said that a sage must learn from it, and he strongly recommended that all people should study things and gain knowledge."
Wang Yun laughed, and his expression showed pity, "I insist on not letting go of the green mountains. The character of bamboo is what I like. A few days ago, I looked at the bamboo grids, hoping to understand the principles in the bamboo and change my state of mind."
"It seems that the young master did not succeed."
"Yes, I spent the first night working hard, I worked hard for three days and became ill, and I was exhausted for seven days, but I still failed to make a drop in the ocean of heaven and earth."
"Plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum are the four gentlemen. Do you want me to try others?"
"No, I have understood a truth in these seven days. Zhu Gong first became a great scholar and then came to study things. Different visions will lead to different gains. However, he persuaded all people to study things to gain knowledge. I think it is wrong."
When Wang Yun said this, he showed a look of joy, "But today I am sitting in this small courtyard, watching the clouds rolling and relaxing, and listening to Brother Yi's teachings. Instead of watching the children go home, my mood is completely new, and it is incomparable to that. .”
He turned to look at Uncle Wang with a serious expression: "You said Brother Yi lives here in seclusion just for the peace of mind?"
Uncle Wang shook his head helplessly: "How can I understand the world as a martial artist? Besides, for people of Senior Yi's level, every move contains the Dao. How can I make rash guesses about what I think?"
"Speaking of realm, does Uncle Wang know what realm the sword immortal Shen Yi is?"
"Senior Sword Immortal? He is a real genius. He was originally a monk from Bai Yujing. Later he practiced swordsmanship for some unknown reason. From the first time he held the sword, Taoist Master said that Shen Yi would be the leader of the swordsmanship."
Uncle Wang sighed, "At that time, he had not yet reached the crown. Senior Shen Yi's swordsmanship was just like his sword intention, all the way up. A hundred years ago, he was at the peak of the Immortal Realm. Since then, he has not had much competition with others..."
Wang Yun heard this and looked at the white robe in the distance again: "I didn't expect that after so many years, he would lose with all his strength for the first time."
"Yes, the killing power of sword cultivators is stronger than that of ordinary monks. Even sword cultivators at the peak of the Immortal Realm can win. I doubt that Senior Yi can enter the top five on the Semi-Saint Ranking." Uncle Wang was excited when he mentioned the Semi-Saint Ranking. His fists were clenched.
Even Wang Yun is like this.
There are countless wild rankings in the world, such as the national power ranking, the killing ranking, the beauty ranking and so on.
But there is only one list that can be recognized by hundreds of schools of thought and monks all over the world.
——Half Saint List.
What is a semi-saint?
There are only three saints in the world who are called saints by the world, namely the three saints of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, but they have always denied that they are saints.
Except for these three people, some monks have already surpassed other monks in strength, and they are called semi-saints.
This is why the Semi-Saint Ranking came about. This ranking has existed for thousands of years and is hung in all sects and imperial courts. It can be said to be a supreme honor.
But there are so many monks in the world, and there are only about ten people on this list.
Such as the two masters of Bai Yujing, the chief and deputy masters of the Confucian Temple, the swordsman Shen Yi...
Every name mentioned is enough to make the world tremble.
Of course, there may also be hidden powers that have been missed, such as Brother Yi.
Thinking of this, Wang Yun's eyes flashed brightly, and he would have to ask people of this realm for moral advice later!
Brother Yi's thoughts seem to be similar to mine, and that's the most important thing!
"call."
Wang Yun exhaled a breath of turbid air and began to concentrate and put aside all distracting thoughts.
He was indeed a monastic genius, but after a while, his breathing began to become longer and he was already in concentration.
Uncle Wang stood next to him to protect the young master, although he knew that the small courtyard of the school might be safer than the sect's forbidden area.
Time is like the flowers in the forest that have withered their spring flowers, and the pace is too hasty.
The children had finished leaving. Yi Ning turned to look at Wang Yun, who was meditating with his eyes closed, without disturbing him. After nodding with Uncle Wang, he took Tong Qian to Tong Wu's house.
One is to have a meal, and the other is to say goodbye.
It's a long way to get to Biandu. Although I don't plan to stay in Biandu for too long, it will take a lot of time on the way.
The reason why they didn't let the Imperial Master take them with them, or use the power of merit to move quickly, was because they wanted to preach and gain merit for Tongqian along the way, and earn some merit along the way. There was too little water in the pool, and they didn't have the confidence to do anything.
A doctor’s medical heart is always greater than his medical skills.
Medical skills can be honed slowly by reading the literature carefully, but the medical mind cannot.
For example, "The Great Doctor's Sincerity", the way to heal the heart lies in this. But if you just rely on a book and just talk to Tong Qian, maybe you, an apprentice, can remember every word, but can you really understand its meaning? .
Therefore, Yi Ning prepared to teach by words and deeds along the way, using the mortal world as a carving knife, to carve every word of the great doctor's sincerity on Tong Qian's bones, and then let the child sum up her medical principles based on his own character.
This is called preaching.
In addition, there is another thing that although not urgent, is also very important.
The last time I wrote the Qingnang Book, it formed the rules of medicine, because ordinary people cannot practice Yi Ning to terminate its birth.
He hopes that civilians and those without talent can also practice medicine, but this does not mean that doctors do not need strong combat power.
He has no strength and only has medical skills. Even if his medical skills can save a monk in the fifth realm, he will eventually be placed under house arrest by various families and become a "panda" supported by his family.
So Yi Ning wants both.
It is necessary for civilians to be able to learn, but also to have the ability to protect themselves after becoming doctors.
The best way is to have the power of merit after rescuing people, just like myself, and use the power of merit to perform spells.
And Yi Ning also has a way to achieve this, like Ting Wu and Fu Li, using his own blood to change the foundation of others.
But I cannot give a drop of blood to everyone, so if I want to realize the idea of both wanting and wanting, I have to start from other directions.
Now Yi Ning also has a way, that is,
——Martial Arts!
Everyone can practice martial arts. Although it has shortcomings in lifespan, its combat power is real.
It often needs external force to regulate its own shortcomings, and doctors can just solve it.
It happened that there were guests from the martial arts sect in the village at this time, so Yi Ning, who was waiting for the meeting, was also looking forward to it.
