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As soon as he entered the courtyard, a fragrance mixed with his face, Qingxuan's spirit was shocked, and it was extremely fresh for a while, and the whole person's nervous feelings relaxed.

In the courtyard, a half-person-high three-legged bronze auspicious cloud water pattern incense burner, the sandalwood in the furnace is rising. On both sides of the yard, there are transplanted strange trees, with knotted branches and bowl-sized white flowers, exuding a refreshing aroma of plants and trees. Incense and flowers are two completely different aromas, usually difficult to coordinate, but the owner of the small courtyard obviously has an amazing sense of taste, can find the same quality of flowers and trees as sandalwood, the two aromas are so skillfully blended together, this fragrance is fresh and elegant, out of the dust, set off the owner of the small courtyard has a feeling of birth.

The three upper rooms in the front, although there are no carved beams and paintings, are also extremely chic, and the verandahs on both sides are hung with birds such as parrots and thrushes of various colors.

On the doorposts on both sides of the main entrance is a couplet engraved with the following words:

Yin and Yang naturally change,

Wonderful true nature is left to it.

There is a plaque above, and three big gold characters are engraved on it:

"Meditation Fast"

The handwriting is iron-hooked and silver-marked, and the weather is extraordinary.

But at this time, looking at the three big characters on his head, thinking of the teacher who was extremely strict with him before, Qingxuan was a little frowning.

With a grunt, Qingxuan was startled by the sound of his own spitting.

When I arrived at the master's door, my previous chic demeanor was long gone, but I was beating drums for no reason.

In the entire Qingyun Temple, Qingxuan is most afraid of this cheap master, I don't know why, obviously I haven't done anything wrong, but every time I see the master, I feel nervous for no reason.

Although he scolded this magic stick master in private, he actually knew in his heart that he was just a fear derived from respect, especially every time he met, he didn't dare to pant loudly, maybe this is the aura of a martial arts master.

Just when Qingxuan Xiaodao Tong was thinking and hesitating, the door of the master's room was pushed open with a "squeak". Out of it came a slightly chubby Taoist, with a white face and no beard, and a kind smile always on his round face, saying that he was like a martial arts master, but more like a businessman doing business. This person is Qingxuan's third senior brother Qingsong, the kind-hearted Qingsong is a knowledgeant of Qingyunguan, and is responsible for external affairs.

"Yo, the seventh junior brother has arrived. ”

"Third Senior Brother. Qing Xuan clasped his fists with one hand and respectfully gave a bow.

Before Qingsong could return the salute, he found that this naughty little junior brother had a bitter expression, and his chin quickly raised towards the room, squeezing his eyebrows at himself.

Qing Song couldn't help but smile, expecting in his heart that this little junior brother with a big ghost might cause some trouble again.

Qing Song was about to explain two sentences, and a clear voice came from the house.

"Now that you've arrived, don't roll in yet. ”

"Yes, Master. ”

Qingxuan's face became more and more sad.

Qingsong Daoren nodded slightly, his eyebrows were clear, implying a sense of peace.

Qingxuan was overjoyed, and almost impulsively went up and kissed a few mouthfuls on that fat face. He bowed deeply to the third senior brother, turned around and walked into the door. With the assurance of the third senior brother, Ye Qingxuan's heart was immediately settled, and he couldn't help but feel a little brisk with his steps.

Seeing the little junior brother enter the house, Qing Song's face was full of unbearable smiles, straightened his clothes, and floated away.

After Qingxuan entered the house, he closed the door with his hands.

Master Lingxuzi likes to be quiet, and there is no Taoist boy to accompany him.

The layout of the room is simple, with a living room in the middle, a study on the left, and a bedroom on the right. The room is elegantly arranged, the wall facing the door is hung with "Lao Tzu out of the customs map", just below a red sandalwood offering table, seven or eight kinds of offering fruits are placed neatly, the red sandalwood in the incense burner, the smoke is filled.

Two and eight nanmu chairs swing straight to the door.

Qing Xuan glanced at the big gourd hanging on the side of "Lao Tzu's Exit Map" uneasily, and glanced to the left at the teapot placed on the shelf in the study...... It seems- uh, there seems to be no sign of moving.

Qingxuan couldn't help but let go of his worries, lowered his head, and went into the bedroom on the right.

The living room is simple, there is a futon on the ground, inside is a clay kang, the wall of the clay kang is painted with a pair of yin and yang Taiji diagram, the other side of the door is a large bookshelf, in addition to books, miscellaneous utensils, an iron gossip is also hung on the bookshelf.

At this time, his master, the master of Qingyun Temple, Lingxu Daoist, sat cross-legged on the earthen kang. I saw that the old Taoist chief was wearing a loose robe, wide cuffs with wind, white hair, kind eyebrows, solemn appearance, and spotless all over his body, especially the face without a trace of wrinkles and two long-lived eyebrows hanging down to the shoulders, which deserved the title of "old fairy".

Xuan'er sat down. ”

"Yes, Master. ”

After arranging his robe, Qingxuan sat on the pear wood chair on the edge of the earthen kang.

It's just that Qingxuan's calves are short, and he almost climbs when he goes up.

Looking at his apprentice, who was still young next year, but still looked like a little adult, Lingxu Daoist couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

This Qingxuan is indeed a disciple that he values very much, he is not very old, in addition to his excellent roots, he also has a very good way to do things, although he is a little naughty, but he is really not as smart as the children of those so-called famous factions.

What is more important is the caution that this apprentice exudes from the inside out, never doing risky things, and acting in a very measured manner. Although there are a few times when you act like nonsense, you always have nothing to say, and you are very well measured, which is really a rare talent for children who are not in the world. With this cautiousness, coupled with the fact that I will train well in the future, I will not worry about anything out of the ordinary in the future, and I don't have to worry about what trouble will cause to the master after rì.

Thinking of this, the Lingxu Daoist put his beard on his hand, nodded and smiled.

It is because this son is precocious and cautious, and he has come to Lingxu Zhenren to meditate and think hard, and finally make a decision, so that he can know his life experience and the important responsibilities of his master.

Thinking of Qing Xuan's life experience and the important responsibilities of the master, the old Taoist chief's heart sank, and he couldn't help but sigh again, and he was sad.

It's just that this action, in Qingxuan's eyes, made him chuckle in his heart.

I guessed in my heart, this old man is old and confused, laughing and crying from time to time, it shouldn't be a demonic disease, right?

But fortunately, there is no blue and black face that Yun Yong said before, it seems that he really didn't get angry with himself, and he shouldn't be able to eat anything.

The Lingxu Daoist stroked his long beard and asked lightly, "How long has Xuan'er been in this view?"

"The disciple grew up here, and now Rì is eight years old, that is, eight years. ”

"It's been eight years. The Lingxu Daoist sighed and said, "In the past eight years, I have never taught you the profound heart method, nor have I taught you swordsmanship and martial arts, do you have any complaints in your heart?"

"I don't dare. ”

"Don't you dare to complain, or don't you dare to speak?" Lingxuzi's eyes froze, staring at Qing Xuan tightly.

Although the apprentice has doubts, but thinking of what the master did, there must be a reason, the apprentice is greedy for fun, and has not understood, and he really dare not ask for advice. ”

Lingxuzi's expression was light, and he smiled.

Qingxuan, who didn't know the other side, also secretly sweated.

Lingxu Zhenren said slowly: "In the past eight years, although you are young as a teacher, you are often thoughtful in doing things, although there are stubborn points, but in fact you are extremely measured. It stands to reason that as a disciple of your closed door, you should have passed on the advanced exercises of your own sect a long time ago, but ......" At this point, the old Taoist chief paused, stopped talking, looked worried, and seemed to be still hesitating about what he was about to say next.

Qing Xuan didn't dare to disturb Shizun's words, so he had to wait quietly.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the Lingxu real person to seem to have made an extremely important determination, and his gaze became extremely resolute for a while, which Qing Xuan had never seen before.

Lingxu Zhenren said: "As a teacher, he has never confided the secrets of his master, but in fact, he has always had a knot in his heart, and he has never spit it out lightly...... Do you remember the blood feud you carryed?"

The drama is coming.;