The continuous rain moistens countless mountain peaks, and the mountains are green and beautiful, adding to the hazy color of smoke. The mountains are secluded, the mountains are lonely, and in the troubled times, this place is indeed a good place to escape from the worldly disputes and live in seclusion.

On the mountainside of a green mountain, a small village stands in it, dozens of wooden houses are intertwined between the trees, sparsely scattered and scattered, there are a dozen or so families, the mountainside downward, a large river bends, and the end is lost behind the mountain forest. A path from the village to the riverbank vaguely connects the two places, and there is a simple wooden dock on the riverbank, and several rafts are fixed on the bank.

The drizzle is dripping, the river is urgent, when there is no one to ferry, but there is a flat boat against the wind and rain against the current, and it is not easy to dock at the wharf. The figures flickered, one tall and one short, coming down from the dock in the drizzle, and after a little tidying up, they walked along the path towards the village.

In the center of the village, a life-size stone statue is carved lifelike, dressed in palace costumes, heroic and vigorous. Like the previous stone incense burner, the incense ash inside the furnace is very thick. Two people, one tall and one short, bowed respectfully and looked pious before passing by the stone statue, and then walked towards a large house.

With a creak, the door opened, and the two entered the room.

A person in the house said, "Why did you go for so long and come back?" The one who spoke was an old man, his temples were white, and the people in the village called him Liu Lao. One of the two people who came into the house was the young man Fang Bao'er back then, and the other was also a survivor, named Li Tieshan, who was originally from Orion. After these people survived the catastrophe, they finally found a place to live and settled down to take root. Because the two were more shrewd and capable in the village, when the village bartered outside, Liu Lao, as the village head, sent the two to go.

That Fang Bao'er said: "Liu Lao doesn't know, the two of us didn't go to Zhaojiatun, but went to Yongquanji, which is farther away, and it's naturally too late to come and go." ”

Liu Lao frowned and said, "Why don't you go to Zhaojiatun to barter?" ”

Li Tieshan interjected: "Saying it scares you to death, that Zhaojiatun is haunted, and I heard that many people have died." As soon as I discussed with Brother Fang, I went to Yongquanji. ”

Liu Lao shook his head and said: "Zhaojiatun is a densely populated place where yang energy is at its peak, why is it haunted, there must be something else, you didn't inquire and understood but came back to talk nonsense." ”

Fang Bao'er said with a smile: "It was only after inquiring that I didn't dare to go to Zhaojiatun, the haunted theory may be false, but if there is any plague, it is not worth the risk." ”

Liu Lao groaned: "If this is the case, you really shouldn't go to Zhaojiatun." Since the two of you have returned safely, go back to your family as soon as possible, and the old man will bring in another person to bring the things purchased on the ship.

After the two said goodbye to Liu Lao, they went home separately.

That Fang Bao'er walked on the mountain path for a short time, then came to the door of a tiled house, knocked lightly, the door opened, revealing a woman's figure, when she saw Fang Bao'er outside the door, she was overjoyed, rushed forward, and the two were already hugging each other. That Fang Bao'er said: "At such an age, it's still like a little daughter's family, how bad it is to be seen by Zhong'er." It was his wife Zhong Yan who threw herself into her arms, although ten years have passed in a flash, but her appearance has not aged, but has more of the charm of a mature woman.

Zhong Yan smiled and said, "Zhong'er is not here, I went to Brother Jiang again." ”

Fang Bao'er said: "Brother Jiang is indifferent to others, but he has a soft spot for Zhong'er, and I don't know if this matter is a blessing or a curse." ”

Zhong Yan said: "If it weren't for my husband and wife saving his life, he would have suffered misfortune, and he would have been better to Zhong'er, and it would have been a thanksgiving." ”

Fang Bao'er said: "If it weren't for the two bottles of pills given by the woman in red back then, with Brother Jiang's injury, you and I would have the heart to save people, and we would be helpless." It's just that this big brother Jiang is silent, although he has been friends with us for ten years, he never says his origin, which is really helpless. ”

Zhong Yan said: "If he doesn't say it, there must be his troubles, why should you be obsessed." ”

Fang Bao'er smiled: "It's not Brother Jiang who makes me angry, it's you." ”

Zhong Yan was stunned and said, "How could it be me?" ”

Fang Baoer said: "I went out for a few months, and I was tired along the way, and finally returned home, but I was stopped by my wife at the door, and I couldn't enjoy the gentle and glamorous blessings, how could I not be angry?" You must make it up to me. ”

That Zhong Yan was infinitely shy, and was picked up by Fang Bao'er and entered the room.

Behind this tiled house there is a mountain forest, and in the middle of the mountain forest there is a wooden house built in it.

At this moment, in the house, there is a person standing facing the door, with a tall and burly back. There is an incense burner in front of the back, and there are three pillars of incense inserted in the furnace, and the incense is not lit. In front of the incense burner stood three mottled logs, such as the thickness of the beams, as high as the human body, without any carving decoration. The figure bowed to the three pieces of wood, and sat down in front of the incense burner.

On the left side of the back, there is a ten-year-old child sitting cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, his hands on his chest, palms facing each other, meditating on luck.

After a while, the boy stretched out his right palm, and a flame the size of a bean appeared out of thin air, but it burned only for a moment before it was extinguished. The back said in a deep voice: "Guard yourself and calm your mind, don't slack off on things, calm down, and report the yuan and keep one." If you are restless, how can you gather true qi? ”

"Yes, Uncle Jiang." The boy agreed, sat down again, palms facing each other, and slowly meditated on his luck.

The one meditating here is Fang Bao'er's only son, Fang Zhong, and the person who is called Uncle Jiang is the eldest brother Jiang who was inadvertently rescued by Zhong Yan. Although this person died, he was not cured, he always looked sick, he couldn't go out to do anything, and all his life depended on Fang Bao'er and his wife to take care of him. Although he owes this heaven a great favor, this person regards it as a matter of course, and never has a word of gratitude.

The back stared at the sky outside the door for a long time, sighed lightly, and said to himself: "It's been ten years, I should always go back and give an explanation to the master." ”

Although Fang Zhong was sitting on his luck, he could hear it clearly, and said in amazement: "Uncle Jiang, what did you say?" ”

The back turned around, revealing a sallow face, its sword eyebrows raised, its face square, and a pair of eyes blazing. If it weren't for the fact that he was seriously ill and difficult to recover, this person's appearance could be described as heroic. He looked at Fang Zhong and said, "Are you willing to go back to the sect with me?" ”

"Master? What is that? ”

"It's a place that countless people dream of, and ordinary people can't get in even if they want to. The world's doors, respect this. ”

"Can you learn a lot?"

"Of course, the Huang Ting Jing I passed on to you is the most ordinary mental method in this sect."

Fang Zhong opened his eyes, shook his head and said, "I'm not going." ”

Uncle Jiang seemed to be a little surprised by this answer, and said in amazement: "Why? ”

Fang Zhongdao: "Uncle Jiang, you are too stingy, I only learned today that what I learned is the most ordinary mental method of your master, even if I go, I may not be able to learn good things, but I want to leave my father and mother, I don't want to." ”

"This ...... Then what do you say you need to do to follow me to the teacher's door? Uncle Jiang showed a crying and laughing expression.

"If you can teach me my ordinary mental method, I will consider it." Fang Zhong is a serious way.

"It's not an ordinary mental method, I'm afraid that I don't have the right to teach it, only the most outstanding disciples, with the permission of the elders of the sect, can pass it on."

Fang Zhong smiled and said: "Uncle Jiang, you are really stupid, this is not a teacher, God knows, you know me, even if you teach me, as long as you don't say it, who will know." When I became the most outstanding disciple, I would also get the permission of my teacher, so what difference did it make if I studied early and late. ”

When Uncle Jiang heard this, his heart moved, and he looked at Fang Zhong without saying a word.

Fang Zhong only said that he refused, and originally it was just an unintentional remark from a stubborn heart, and said: "Mother must be waiting for me, I don't know if my father is back, Uncle Jiang, I'll go back." ”

Uncle Jiang suddenly said: "Slow, Zhong'er, you have practiced my method of refreshing your luck and has achieved a small success, and now I will pass on to you a heart method, called Daoyuan Seed Heart**, the law is divided into nine layers, the layers are different, the day of success can make you rain and dry, dead wood in spring, take the qi of heaven and earth for your own use, are you willing to learn?" Hearing this, Fang Zhong tilted his head and said, "How is it better than Huang Tingjing?" ”

"That's naturally a lot higher, but this matter is only known to you and me, don't tell others."

Fang Zhong nodded and said, "Okay, a word is a certainty." "If you learn this method, the fire in the palm of your hand will be extinguished with birth, which is better than chopping wood and lighting a lamp every day to keep warm, and it is just to help your mother reduce the burden. If Uncle Jiang knew what Fang Zhong was thinking at this time, he would regret passing on this**, and he didn't want the dignified Taoist ** to become the help of the farmer's cooking and drinking, wouldn't he vomit three liters of blood on the spot.

Uncle Jiang's face showed a resolute color, and he said word by word: "The way of establishing the sky, to divide yin and yang, the way to establish the earth, to divide the soft and rigid, to divide the yin and yang, and to use the soft and rigid, easy to form a chapter." Heaven and earth are positioned, the mountains are ventilated, the thunder and wind are thin, and the water and fire are not compatible...... "If there is a thunder drum in Fang Zhong's ears, the rumbling sound will shake his mind.;