The next morning, Zhang Qingyuan, who had only slept for an hour, got up, washed and combed his hair, and meditated on his luck in the morning sun.
After practicing for a while, we went to the dining hall to eat.
Three steamed buns, two bowls of porridge, a plate of pickles, and an egg.
As soon as he sat down, before he could put the bun into his mouth, he suddenly looked up and saw Li Qiuran and a group of female Taoist priests walking in, talking and laughing.
Is the effect so obvious in just one night?
Social fear is cured...
Zhang Qingyuan raised his hand to say hello, but Li Qiuran turned a blind eye and walked straight inside to eat with them.
Zhang Qingyuan's hand stood in the air and he turned his head to look at the girl. Am I being abandoned now?
Li Qiuran glanced at him sideways and thought arrogantly, this is what will happen if you force me to be handed over to someone else!
After having a frank conversation with Feng Xuanzhen and others last night and playing with the fairies in the water last night, the relationship got closer quickly.
When I woke up this morning, the two of them seemed like old friends who had known each other for many years, and there was no sense of alienation.
You comb my hair and I put hairpins on your hair, just like a close friend in a boudoir, talking and laughing.
Zhang Qingyuan was a little embarrassed, but she was still relatively happy. Being able to make friends meant that her heart felt a little warmer.
After having breakfast alone, he said hello to Li Qiuran from a distance, and turned around and left regardless of whether she responded or not.
"Taoist Priest Qingyuan is so handsome. Qiu Ran, you have found a good husband."
Feng Xuanzhen joked with a smile.
This also makes other female disciples envious. After all, which boy is not passionate and which girl is not pregnant.
Taoist priests also have seven emotions and six desires. Although most Taoist monks can control their emotions correctly, they can still control their emotions, but they still have many emotions.
People who practice Taoism are different from ordinary people. They can get married at the age of fifteen or sixteen.
Some female Taoist priests are still single in their thirties and forties, some Taoist priests have too high standards, and some simply practice the way of forgetting love.
They are all single, but now they have a partner, and he is such an outstanding man, how could they not be envious of them.
Li Qiuran felt very proud when she heard what they said, but she didn't want to show it. She said proudly: "He is not like the rumors. The real thing is that he is extremely childish."
"You just don't know how to be blessed when you are in the midst of blessings."
…
When Zhang Qingyuan left the dining hall, Li Qiuran no longer had to worry. Seeing that she was getting along well with the Chunyang disciples, it was time for him to study hard and adjust his mentality.
Now my martial arts skills are not weak, especially after mastering Tai Chi, Tai Chi Sword, Mian Zhang and other martial arts. If I really fight, even the average master would dare to touch it.
What I lack most now is the accumulation of true energy. Without decades of internal strength in my body, I would be embarrassed to walk in the world.
There is no standard level of martial arts in this world. The so-called second-rate and first-rate masters are only the approximate standards set by the world.
Unlike what was written in the online novels of the previous life, second-rate, first-rate, first-rate Dzogchen, half-step master, etc., everyone has a switch in their body, and you can know what level you are at once you click it.
With his current martial arts skills, it is not impossible to become a grandmaster, but Zhang Qingyuan is unwilling to admit it.
In his opinion, if he has not reached the point where he is invincible among the masters, then he cannot be considered a master.
Arriving at the Sutra Pavilion, Zhang Qingyuan picked out more than a dozen Taoist scriptures. Under the astonished gazes of the disciples nearby, he carried all the scriptures back to his room.
Make tea, burn incense, and swim leisurely in the ocean of Chunyang scriptures.
I just kept reading, writing down the things I didn’t understand, and writing down the interesting scriptures. Time gradually came to the afternoon.
He stretched, stood up and stretched his muscles before going to have dinner.
After dinner, Li Xuanzhen came again.
He held up his sword and said, "Senior Brother Qingyuan, you're here to bother me again."
"It doesn't matter."
I also have a bunch of new questions to ask him here.
As usual, it was the same as yesterday, he practiced martial arts with Zhang Qingyuan giving guidance.
After he has practiced well, Zhang Qingyuan will ask questions in the scriptures.
In this way, a month passed in Chunyang Palace, and the Spring Festival was spent in Chunyang Palace.
Zhang Qingyuan is a very serious person. When he makes up his mind to do something, he must do it well before enjoying it.
He only said hello to Li Qiuran a few times every day, and even spoke less often.
But instead of diminishing, the relationship between the two people became deeper and deeper.
Because Li Qiuran was ridiculed by Feng Xuanzhen and others every day for their good looks and so on. She heard such comments every day, and subconsciously, she felt that she and Zhang Qingyuan were meant for each other.
God assists!
After more than ten days, Zhang Qingyuan read hundreds of scriptures in total, and his understanding of Chunyang became deeper and deeper.
The pure yang true energy in the meridians in the body is catching up. In the past month and a half, it seems that the pure yang true energy is still almost as thick as the Xuanyin true energy.
…
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Li Xuanzhen got up early in the morning and went to the master's room to say hello, but he didn't see his master.
After searching back and forth, he came to Chunyang Cave in Jiuhua Mountain.
He knew that when the master was not in the room, his favorite place to go was usually here. Legend has it that Chunyang Cave was the place where the ancestor emerged.
In the Chunyang Cave, an old Taoist priest with white hair and a childish face, wearing a bright yellow robe and a wing-tail crown, stood in front of a futon with his hands behind his hands. This futon was the one where Chunyang Patriarch sat when he emerged.
Of course, this is what is said to the outside world, because there is a merit box next to the futon.
Saying this can attract pilgrims to go up the mountain and feel the immortal energy left behind by the ascension of the ancestors. On the first day of each month, Chunyang Cave will be opened for pilgrims to pay their respects.
The real futon is more than a thousand years old and has long since turned to dust. Left and right are just thoughts, true and false, false and true.
If Zhang Qingyuan were here, he would definitely give them a thumbs up and praise them for their ideas.
He had seen many such methods in his previous life.
The old Taoist priest has a youthful appearance, which is why Taoist priests are good at it. Even if they don't practice martial arts, they can live longer than ordinary people.
Li Xuanzhen walked into the cave and saw his master deep in thought, but he wisely did not disturb him.
Master usually likes to hide here whenever something bothers him, and looks at the futon, as if he can get the answer from the Patriarch in this way.
Li Xuanzhen waited for a while, then Taoist priest Dan Chen suddenly said: "Xuanzhen is here?"
"Master." Li Xuanzhen stood behind him, respectfully performing the disciple's courtesy.
"I heard that your martial arts have improved rapidly recently?"
"Well, fellow Taoist Qiu Ran said that if I practice for another year and a half, I might be able to become a master."
Li Xuanzhen said excitedly: "This is all thanks to the guidance given to me by Senior Brother Qingyuan. Without him, the disciple would have taken many detours."
"Well, I want to thank him. In the end, our Taoist sect has not had a master for too long. As a result, even a teacher can't tell whether you are practicing well or not."
"Master's words are serious." Li Xuanzhen was a little embarrassed.
"It's not too harsh." Taoist priest Dan Chen sighed: "Just like me, I haven't even mastered the first level of the Pure Yang Sutra yet."
"Chunyang Zhenjing" is the highest mental method of Chunyang Taoist sect. It is the natal skill of Chunyang Patriarch, with a total of nine levels.
Li Xuanzhen has reached the fourth level of training, and the pure Yang Qi in his body has reached the master level. The only difference is actual combat experience and proficiency in the application of martial arts.
That's why Li Qiuran said that he would have to train for another year and a half before he could become a serious master.
"Master, I see that you look sad today, but what's the matter?"
The old Taoist priest turned around, and Li Xuanzhen discovered that the master still held a letter in his hand.
He wondered: "It's like this. Kunlun Taiyi Guan, one of the five Taoist sects in the world, said that it would hold a Luotian Festival and invited all Taoist sects from all over the world to participate."
"Since we've been invited, let's go." Li Xuanzhen didn't understand what was so embarrassing about this.
"Although the Luo Tian Dajiao is a ceremony, he invites Taoist friends to compete not only in Taoism but also in martial arts.
We know that you are making rapid progress. Not only you, but also your senior brother Xuanzhen's martial arts are also improving rapidly, all thanks to the guidance of that Tianyin friend.
So I want to ask you to participate in this Luotian Festival. Your talent is good, especially your understanding of Taoism is at a higher level than others.
But your uncles and uncles have different opinions. I want to ask, are you willing to go? "
After Li Xuanzhen heard this, he immediately knelt on the ground and said, "Master, I am willing to go!"
"Well, that's good. In fact, I agree with you to go." Taoist Master Danchen said: "Our Jiuhua Mountain Chunyang Palace is the birthplace of the Chunyang Taoist sect in the world. It has a high status. If we don't go, we will Let others gossip.”
"What Master said is absolutely true."
"This time, you and Xuanzhen go together. Just see the world and ask Zhang Qingyuan. If they also want to go, you can go together and you can feel more at ease as a teacher."
"Disciple understands."
"That's right." The old Taoist priest added: "Remember, when you go to participate in the Luotian Festival, if you want to compete with scriptures and principles, you must go all out.
If you are competing in martial arts, if you have to admit defeat, just admit defeat. "
Li Xuanzhen raised his head and looked at his master with confusion on his face.
But he saw the master slowly turning around, looking at him and saying calmly: "Anyway, our Chunyang Palace has been in decline in martial arts for thousands of years, not less than now.
The most important thing is to keep you safe. "
