There is such a mountain in the mountains of Huaguo, where the vegetation is dense and few people set foot here, it is far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, with fresh air and beautiful scenery, except for the small village at the foot of the mountain, there are only a dozen families, basically there is no trace of any people.

This big mountain is called Fangcun Mountain, and the village under the mountain is called Liujia Village.

And in such a big mountain, there is a Taoist temple, which is not big, and if you are a little far away, you will be blocked by a big tree, as if it does not exist.

The Taoist temple is called Wenfeng Temple, although it is not big, but it naturally blends in with the surrounding environment, and looks neat and solemn, just like it should be here.

Since there is a Taoist temple, there will definitely be a Taoist priest, the owner of the Taoist temple is called Lin Wenfeng, an orphan, who was picked up by the old Taoist at the bottom of the mountain, so that the old Taoist who was originally alone has a companion.

Lao Dao is not from Liujia Village, he is an outsider surnamed Lin, the specific name is not clear, and I don't know how old he is.

Lin Wenfeng has the surname of Lao Dao, because he was found near Wenfeng Temple, he felt that he was related to Wenfeng Temple, so he was named Lin Wenfeng.

The people in the village call the old Taoist chief an old immortal, not only because he is old but looks like the special spirit of the Taoist fairy bones, but also has a clever medical skill.

Lin Wenfeng grew up day by day under the cultivation of Lao Dao, who not only regarded him as his apprentice, but also treated him as his own grandson, and handed over all his skills to him without private hiding.

He is also angry, he learns quickly, and he is particularly diligent, and the ability of the old Tao has also learned in these years, and often accompanies the old Tao to go down the mountain to see a doctor, sometimes the old Tao in order to teach him to let him take his own hands to see the disease, the old Tao is on the side to guide.

Whenever he saw Lin Wenfeng's progress, the old man would smile with relief, feeling that he had a successor.

On this day, Lao Dao lay on the bed and said to Lin Wenfeng in a weak voice: "Feng'er, the time for being a teacher is running out, I can't accompany you anymore, the old man is most at ease." ”

Lin Wenfeng knelt in front of Lao Dao's bed, his eyes were red, and tears were like streams across his cheeks: "Master, no, Master, you will definitely live a long life, you are a god, Feng'er can't live without Master." ”

Looking at Lin Wenfeng, who was crying sadly, Lao Dao also choked up: "Why don't you want to be by Feng'er's side all the time, watching my Feng'er grow up day by day, the biggest wish of being a teacher is that Feng'er can become a talent and surpass being a teacher." ”

Lao Dao suddenly took Lin Wenfeng's hand and said: "Promise to be a teacher, you must live well, spread our Taoism well, don't let Wenfeng Guan lose in your hands, promise to be a teacher"

Ling Wenfeng felt the strength in Lao Dao's hand and nodded heavily.

Lao Dao saw that he agreed, and his spirit disappeared immediately, and the old man recalled the days and days from picking up Lin Wenfeng to now, the old man slowly chuckled, and his eyes became more and more cloudy.

In this way, Lao Dao ended his long life in good memories, and when he was dying, he still murmured: "My peak has grown up." ”

Lao Dao went, Lin Wenfeng was sixteen years old on this day, and he cried very sadly.

After the people in the village heard that the old fairy had passed away, they immediately organized people to go up the mountain to help Lin Wenfeng handle the funeral for the old man.

Looking at the sad Lin Wenfeng, thinking that he would be the only one after the old road left, the villagers told him to let him go down the mountain, he was a little dangerous on the mountain alone, but he refused one by one.

He can't go down the mountain, he still has to fulfill Lao Dao's last wish, and he has to continue to learn the skills that Lao Dao gave him.

In sorting out Lao Dao's relics was he found a box, not very big, he opened it and saw a letter, which Lao Dao had left for him.

The letter said: Feng'er, when you see this letter, the teacher is no longer there, and the only thing I can leave to you is my room of books, as well as the things in this box, don't worry about being a teacher, being a teacher is considered to have ascended to heaven, and I have taken care of you for so long, and it is time for a teacher to rest;

There are medicinal materials in the box that the teacher got by chance many years ago, and the teacher made him into a life-sustaining pill, and when his life is in danger, he can take one for a few days, so that his life will not dissipate due to lack of time.

There are also years of spiritual understanding as a teacher, I hope you can experience it carefully, and I hope you can inherit this Wenfeng view well.

Looking at the words in Lao Dao's letter, Lin Wenfeng burst into tears, and his eyes kept flashing with Lao Dao's strictness, kindness, and bits and pieces of Lao Dao's life.

Lin Wenfeng folded the letter and put it in his arms, looked at the box, there was a set of silver needles in the box, and a small gourd made of jade, looking at this small gourd, he knew that this was what the master called the life-sustaining pill.

When I poured it out, there were nine of them, which was enough to prove the preciousness of this elixir.

After packing up his master's relics, he walked out of the door, looking at the white clouds floating in the sky, Lin Wenfeng fell into deep thought.

He shook his head and said with a wry smile: "There are too many questions in this life, but there are no standard answers, how can I find these answers, Master!

Retracting his thoughts and looking at the fallen leaves all over the ground, he picked up the broom next to the wall and began to clean the Taoist temple. There was not a single superfluous sound, only the rustle of the broom against the fallen leaves on the ground.

The roof stopped and the birds chirped, as if talking about what happened in the mountains and forests.

The sun was about to set, and the Taoist temple rose with curling smoke, as if to tell the mountains that the day was about to pass, and a new day was coming soon.

The sky was getting darker and darker, Lin Wenfeng looked at the sunset, and thought that a new reincarnation was about to start again.

Everything in the world is like this, one by one reincarnation makes up this world, and such things happen every day, the beginning ends, the end begins, and so on and on.

Master told him that everything in heaven and earth has a subtle connection, and when you can't figure it out in one place, try to put it down, and maybe you will get the answer you want in another place.

The same is true of the "Dao" in our mouths, everything in the world has its own enlightenment, and there is the same connection between different enlightenments, and we cultivators are discovering our own Taoism through continuous cultivation.

He once kept asking the master what the "Tao" was, and the master always smiled and touched Lin Wenfeng's head and said: Because everything is not a thing, it is the same, and it follows something in a unified way, without exception, that is, the essence of change, which is neither born nor destroyed, formless and phaseless, without beginning and end, and without tolerance;

Its big has no outside, its small has no inside, it has changed over time, and it has remained unchanged since the ages. Its beginning is nameless, so the ancients called it "Tao"

All things in heaven and earth are born from the "Tao", which is the origin of everything, the highest standard, and the ultimate truth.

Lin Wenfeng always looked confused after hearing this, and always laughed and left when he looked at him saying hello to the old way, leaving Lin Wenfeng, who didn't understand anything, distressed in place.