The old Taoist is more than ancient, the beard and hair are all white, only the temples are a little black ink color, the forehead is pointed and the jaw is pointed, the wrinkles on the face are full of wind and frost color, the golden sun is surging at noon, the sun is falling down, reflected on the gilded roof ridge at the top of the Qiongtai Palace, the twelve gilt spine statues headed by the Phoenix Immortal on the roof ridge are reflected in the sun on the old Taoist, and the old Taoist is full of spots of gold on his white sermon robe, which shows the dusty spirit of the ancient and rare old way.

Being in such a dusty fairy mansion, but the old Taoist Wang Sijiu has no immortal spirit, facing the noon golden sun facing the south, his eyes are slightly closed, his body is swaying with the wind, from the cold mountain wind, the old Taoist sighs and snoring, occasionally there are mountain mosquitoes and flies flying down to the face of the Taoist against the wind to disturb the Taoist dream, the sleeping old Taoist Wang Sijiu will naturally not give these flies and ants a chance to float zero, nor do he open his eyes and face twist and tremble to drive away all the mosquitoes and flies, the first few times this fly is still a little afraid, the number of times is too much to care, the old Taoist just twisted his nose and face to drive it away, the fly flew against the mountain wind and fell back to the original placeFor most of the hour, the old Taoist Wang Sijiu was fighting against the mosquitoes and flies floating in this glazed holy land.

The old Taoist was formerly known as Wang Zhe, a hard-working person whose parents died early, at the age of two was brought back to Wudang by the old master who went down the mountain to participate in the Buddhist dialectic, although he was young but the Taoist edge was extremely high, he was not afraid of the statue of the god enshrined in the palace, while the Huangguan Taoist did not pay attention to the fact that he dared to climb the offering table and laugh and play around the statue, the statue of the Taoist door is different from the Shimen, the material is not very particular, there are very few statues of the gods to make gold, more are some wood and stone or porcelain clay, but it does not prevent people from being daunted, the young child has no fear, the old master sees this and thinks it is interesting, and the child is accepted as a closed disciple。

The diversion number is 49, just to take the meaning of the sage, 'the ancient gods have that glimmer of life, the avenue is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, and the rest of the day is turned into a glimmer of life. ’

At that time, all the brothers and sisters did not know why, thinking that they were seeking one, asking for the legendary 'one life, two, three, and three births, and all things, and all things are all creations, and all things are born and born, and there are three thousand red dusts, or greed, sorrow, joy, or cause and effect, all of which are immeasurable. ’

Only Wang Sijiu thought that his forty-nine was guarding his heart when he became an adult, and since he had forty-nine, he would not take one, and those who asked for one were afraid of making a mistake.

This kind of mysterious feeling is probably 'You don't need to seek the way of the destiny of heaven, and guarding the heart is guarding the way.' ’

As the old master said, Wang Sijiu's heart is extraordinary, and the purity realized by Huang Lao and outsiders who are drawn by the monks is vividly and vividly in him.

The old Taoist always jokes, this ability is just a foil to the Tao, raise the hand wind and thunder for a hundred miles, it is nothing more than to want to be yin and yang, the Tao is not necessary, this old Taoist in the glazed scenery of Taiyue Wudang is 60 years, 60 years have not been down the mountain, rarely show up, live in seclusion in the south rock all the year round, and the mountain spirit beast as a companion during the day, and the breeze and the moon as a friend, all day long dry and happy.

In the past 60 years, in addition to learning the Tao of seclusion, the body and mind are logical, and the wine is for pleasure, hiding a hundred jars of wine outside the thatched hut.

Twenty years ago, Wudang Zhangjiao Zhenren Fu Cuntian went up the mountain and killed the evil demon Xie Wuxian, forcibly led out the Nine Heavens Xuanlei with the intention of destroying the Xishu Xie Demon and the monster Qingcheng that controlled people's minds, but Xuanlei only killed the demon and the monster unscathed, and the battle consumed a lot of mental energy, and the Huangguan Zhenren, who originally had the hope of entering the sainthood with the Tao, stopped.

For another ten years, Fu Cuntian, an old man who was too old, felt that the time limit had come, and he forcibly attacked the Yusheng Realm unsuccessfully, and his true qi was seriously injured and dying.

The old Taoist Wang Sijiu vaguely remembered that day, the senior brother Fu Cuntian walked for half a day before he arrived at the thatched hut from Taihe Palace, and he never flew through the air, like a Taoist boy who had just gone up the mountain, walking on foot.

Wang Sijiu, who slept in the thatched hut for more than 40 years, smiled bitterly for the first time and silently pressed Mount Tai in his heart, and it was also that day, Wang Sijiu took out a jar of green bamboo that had been carefully hidden for more than 30 years, and the two drank bitterly for a night, and the two of them talked about the joys and sorrows of 80 years in the world, and the spring flowers and autumn moons of the world for 80 years, as well as those unknown joys, sorrows, sorrows, and sorrows.

The next day, the Wudang Sect Master Fu Cuntian was full of alcohol, staggered out of the hut, looked at Nanyan, who flew to the holy realm when the true martial arts attained the Tao, and sang with tears, "What is the use of the old and dead mountains and rivers, and there is no need to fight for the nobles." ”

Wang Sijiu looked at the depressed back of a generation of real people who ran out of oil and dried up, and couldn't help but suddenly think, yes, what is the use of old and dead landscapes.

That night, Wang Sijiu smashed more than 100 jars of wine with one finger, one finger and one finger, looking at the spiritual power in the hands of the dilapidated thatched hut that had accompanied him for 40 years, but he did not wave it for a long time, Wang Sijiu dispersed the spiritual power in his hand, picked up all the fragments of the wine jar in that place, and buried them in front of the thatched hut.

Wang Sijiu did not cry when the master died, and Wang Sijiu, the senior brother who was dying, did not cry, but at this moment, the old Taoist looked at the lonely tomb where the wine altar was buried and burst into tears.

Fu Cuntian, who never drank in front of his disciples, actually returned to the living room drunk when he was dying, which made the disciples extremely puzzled.

Fu Cuntian's personal disciple Qi Zheng'an became the new head of the sect, when Wudang was sad and dazed, a thin Taoist dressed in sackcloth returned to Wudang, and the old Taoist Wang Sijiu was born to enter the world, and he re-held the responsibility of protecting the sect on Wudang Mountain, which was born for ten years.

The old Taoist Wang Sijiu lived alone in the mountains for 40 years, and he was accustomed to going alone, and he revisited the same place alone but did not see Wudang Mountain, climbed the nine wells and ten pools, entered the eleven holes and reached the twenty-four streams, stepped on the thirty-six rocks, walked all over the seventy-two peaks, and saw the seventy-two peaks of the seventy-two peaks that had been absent for forty years.

No matter how big Wudang is, there are only more than 100 peaks and thousands of miles of leylines, fast and slow travel, and there are times when you go through, three years, the old Taoist Wang Sijiu traveled all over Wudang Mountain, and the old Taoist has nothing to do, and when he was bored by this ordinary day, a young son who was scattered in the mountains and forests attracted the attention of the old Taoist.

The child is ten years old, Yongzhou people, and Wang Lao Dao is very similar to the background, are considered a poor man without a father and mother, the child was born abandoned by the family, an old man who scavenged the child to raise the child, the old man is illiterate and does not know what to read, he loves burrito and named the child Burrito, a call for seven years, seven years later the old man died of illness, the child will beg for a living, door to door to eat a mouthful, I heard that Wudang Mountain has a kind Taoist priest at this age to go up the mountain to be a Taoist child, although the days are a little harder but can survive is not？

Seven-year-old burrito made up his mind, three years from Luyang County to Zhenwu County, from Zhenwu County to Wudang Mountain, just entered the archway of the Zhenwu rule of the world was attracted by a pitch-black seven spotted civet cat, this is the age of playfulness, plus the first time to see the small animal is inevitably attracted by it, after three years of begging days are much more courageous than ordinary children, relying on this big courage to enter the mountains and forests, chased for a while and lost his way in the mountains and forests, and walked for most of the day, what he saw in addition to the dense forest or dense forest in addition to the col or the col, the ten-year-old child endured the tears of the afternoon and finally couldn't help it, sitting under a wide metasequoia and crying.

The cry attracted a long leopard, this leopard with short ears and round head limbs is slightly shorter but the speed is very fast, a round spot, the folk is also known as the silver leopard, this leopard saw the child's back ridge, the body suddenly jumped up and rushed to the child, the tearful burrito has long been frightened silly, seeing that the short-haired beast is getting closer and closer and does not know to dodge, only to howl and cry.

The old Taoist Wang Sijiu was attracted by the child's crying, seeing that the child was going to die under the mouth of the mountain beast, the old Taoist didn't care about the lives of the living beings, and made a brazen shot, blasting the leopard out of a few zhang away from the beast's mouth to save a life, since then, this burrito followed the old Tao, the ten-year-old child is the pleasing and delicate age, although it is stubborn but also extremely interesting, Wang Sijiu, who has lived alone all his life, moved the mind of accepting the apprentice for the first time, until today, the older and older Sijiu real people only have such a disciple who does not learn Taoism.

Wow...... Wow......

In the direction of Nanyan of Wudang Mountain, several bursts of piercing ears like children's crying sounded one after another, Wang Sijiu, who was sleeping soundly on the edge of the cliff, slowly opened his eyes, and his figure swaying with the mountain wind gradually stopped, looking at the direction of Nanyan, sighed, and muttered: "The little bastard went to tease that animal again." ”

After saying that, the figure of the old man in the sackcloth robe rose up and broke out of the air in the direction of Nanyan.

According to legend, Nanyan is the place where the Emperor Zhenwu soars, it is the most magnificent scenery in the 36 rocks of Wudang, the mountain is flying, the shape is like the wings of the sky, the shape is extremely steep and dangerous, it comes out of the air, it is close to the deep valley, the valley is deep and thousands of zhang, there is a deep rock cave in the valley under the Nanyan Valley, and there is a large salamander that is several zhang long.

Ordinary giant salamander is only one zhang long, flat head and limbs have tails, limbs have toes, the name is like a baby crying, the folk is also called baby fish, this giant salamander in Nanyan Valley is extremely strange, four zhang long, weighs a thousand catties and the whole body is bright gold, the sound is like a bell, once it rings, it can be heard all over the mountain, the legend of this thing is also very wide, some people say that this beast is raised by Mr. Guigu two thousand years ago, after Guiguzi soared, this giant salamander lives in this Nanyan Valley, in order to welcome the nine heavens above the heavens and people descend to earth.

Some people also say that this beast is the Tai Chi Sage mount, Tai Chi Sage feathered and ascended after this beast is here, guarding Wudang, anyway, this mundane thing and the rivers and lakes for this beast say a wide and wide, but there are very few people who have really seen this beast, but the Taoist burrito who does not learn the Tao The biggest hobby on weekdays is to go to the valley mouth to find the traces of the giant salamander, wantonly provoke the big salamander beast that is extremely mysterious in the world, and only after the burly beast is angered to leave, if the big salamander is angry and chases the boy, it needs the young man's unlucky master to come to the rescue.