Chapter 2 Ten Years of Progress

The baby's life experience, whether it is Kuiyang or Songshu, has not been hidden, and it has been clearly explained since Xiaoqi's memory. Xiao Qi didn't feel sad or crying, he just hugged Kuiyang's thigh, and said in a milky voice: "Xiao Qi is with his grandfathers, happy." Kuiyang's round bun face was wrinkled with laughter.

Eight years have passed, and the Taoist masters and aunts of Daomen all know that in the Qingsong Lake courtyard at the foot of the Cangshan Cave in Yunshu Hai, there is a cute child like a porcelain doll, and the young brothers and sisters often come to play with him, some bring some fruits, some bring rock sugar gourds and small toys, Chu Qi always reported with a sweet smile, revealing his teeth that have not yet grown together, calling big brother and big sister. Xiao Qi is quite popular among the younger generation of Daomen, and the older generation, looking for immortals all day long, does not ask about the world, although he knows this in his heart, but he also turns a blind eye and acquiesces to Xiao Qi's existence. As time goes by, some children of the same age also come to the door to play together, including the descendants of the Nine Palaces and Eighteen Peaks, who are talented and extraordinary. And because of the sloppy name "Chu Qi" back then, everyone affectionately called him "Little Seven".

Daomen has always been pure-hearted, and there are only a handful of people who have a partner and heirs, and there are even fewer people with good roots, and all of them will be head-level figures in the future. Going down the mountain without permission has already violated the etiquette in the door, and what's more, every ten years of the Taoist ceremony-Yunxiao Summit is approaching, the main peaks of the major main halls directly impose a curfew, cut off all contacts, and devote themselves to the Tao, in order to get the few opportunities to enter the Yuntian Tower to cultivate.

Yunshu Haicang Mountain Cave, there are many disciples, countless courtyards and pavilions, although the etiquette and dogma are not very strict, but the Yunxiao Summit is not more than usual, even if the chance of entering the Yunxiao Tower is very small, the chance of being able to worship the eighteen main peaks of the Nine Palaces is still great, and the children are diligent and penance.

Xiao Qi took a mouthful of white mist, rubbed his little hands back and forth, covered the little face of the frozen red bun, raised his big eyes upward, and then straightened the crooked Xiaodao crown, and said to himself: "Sister Xue'er, don't be willful, although I like you very much, I know that you like me too, but I don't want to see you three quarters a year." Grandpa Songshu is an old cold leg, and he will be very uncomfortable as soon as you come. As he spoke, he shoved the bulging padded jacket that was exposed to the outside of the robe indiscriminately.

As the name suggests, there is a courtyard with a pine and a lake, but the pine branches are covered with white veil, and the lake water forms a mirror, which contrasts with the solemnity and solemnity of Taoist architecture, and has a unique charm.

"Grandpa, Grandpa Songshu, I'm back. Xiao Qi struggled to leave two lines of deep footprints in the snow. Put the firewood in the snowless place next to the door, and push the door open with a creak. An old way, a futon, a brazier, and nothing else. Lao Dao has a bun on the top of his head, his long hair reaches to his waist, the color seems to be whiter than snow, his pointed chin hangs with a scattered but neatly groomed goatee, and a long horse face, although his skin is wrinkled and dull, after all, he is a man of seventy or eighty, with a pair of Danfeng eyes revealing a faint and elegant temperament, he must have been "young", and more of a pure light.

Songshu approvingly: "Xiao Qi is filial, grandpa's old cold legs hurt tightly as soon as the weather arrives, just don't miss your homework, there is more than a year left" Speaking of this, his face darkened, his eyes looked into the distance without focus, and the air was a little heavy. Chu Qi grinned and said: "Grandpa, don't worry, Xiao Qi can memorize the first book of the Taoist scriptures upside down, and the calligraphy is not bad, even if I can't enter the Nine Palaces and Eighteen Peaks, I will beg Grandpa Songyang, maybe I can stay in the Taoist Courtyard to do chores." By the way, can you go and ask him to treat your leg again?"

Song Shu Taoist said: "Although there are no disciples in the huge Shangqing Academy, leaving a handyman who does things may be a reason. Coming back to his senses, he comforted Xiao Qidao: "Grandpa's leg is already sick to the bone marrow, although he has cultivated a clear rhyme for decades, but his Dao power has not increased, and he is useless, and the Dao Gate does not rejuvenate the body, plus I am old, and there are many problems." Although your ancestor is an eight-rank real person, he has not reached the power that can influence others, if it is a seven-rank Dao Monarch, he may be able to. But all Daojun are sitting on the eighteen peaks, which you want to see, hehehe. He couldn't help but laugh as he spoke.

Chu Qi frowned and muttered, "Hmm~ It's all a family, shouldn't we help each other when we are in trouble." Songshu nodded and said, "Xiao Qixin is good, grandpa is very pleased." The first grade of the next layer of the sky, grandpa, how can I speak to a seventh-grade Dao Jun, even if I can open it, I have to find his person first. And those that can be cured also need yellow-level pills, and the pills that can be registered in the "heavens, earth, Xuan, and Huang" are all items that are as few as the morning star. With such an opportunity, everyone can encounter it, so let him be. "

After hearing this, Chu Qi didn't continue to be obsessed with this matter, and felt that as long as he was with his grandfather, it would be fine. Songshu knows that the master has concluded that Xiao Qi has no talent, so he should not have extravagant hopes, but the Yunxiao Summit is approaching, and it is also a dead horse to be a live horse doctor, and the Nine Palaces and Eighteen Peaks don't need to think about it at all, I just hope that which courtyard will see Xiao Qi is well-behaved and can accept this child, and the master has already let go eight years ago, so he can't count on it. Songshu even considered relying on a secular relationship that had not been connected for a long time. Thinking about it left and right, I feel that it is inappropriate, although the Taoist sect has been looking for immortals for many years, resulting in unkindness and unrighteousness, but the worldly red dust is not human nature is cold and sinister. Sighing in his heart, he pulled Xiao Qi and said softly: "Seven, according to your Kuiyang Grandpa's kinetic qi method all these years, have you felt the existence of the Dao Chain?" Chu Qi shook his head innocently and said, "No, grandpa, what is that?"

Songshu sighed: "It's still not, even if you can't feel the chain, knowing this knowledge will help you in the future." The tone then straightened, "The so-called chain of the Dao is the obstacle that we clearly feel in the process of cultivating, and after the obstacle is the sky and the sea are wide and the fish leaps. Not only Taoists, as long as they are cultivating beings, Buddhas, demons, demons, and ghosts will all encounter obstacles in their practice, and the difference is only the name and title. Sensory barriers are very important for us to break through bottlenecks, like a beacon on the way to the dark road. The Upper Part of the Daozang has the 'Thirteen Binding Disciplines of the Daomen', which respectively point to the thirteen obstacles to Taoist cultivation and distinguish the thirteen realms. When you first feel the Dao chain but it is not untied, you are a real thirteen-grade 'Dao Tong', which means that you have entered the Dao, but you have not really started. After untying a chain of Dao, the corresponding order is: Twelve Grade Daoists, Eleventh Grade Daoists, that is, your grandfather and me, ten grade Taoists, nine grade Dao Chang, eight grade real people, seven grade Dao Jun, six grade Dao King, five grade Dao Zun, four grade Dao Saint, three grade Yuqing, two grade Shangqing, and one grade Taiqing. Yipin Taiqing untied the twelve chains, as the ultimate of the human Dao law, no one knows, at least your grandfather doesn't know the situation of the whole thirteen. ”

Seeing that Chu Qi couldn't take his eyes off what he heard, Song Shu nodded slightly and continued: "Therefore, our so-called root bone is wonderful, the first is whether there is enough spirituality to feel the existence of the Dao Chain, and the second is whether it can be successfully untied. Your Grandpa Kuiyang and I sensed the third Dao chain and have been on the road to the Ten Rank Daoist for more than 30 years, although the Dao chain was loosened several times during this period, but the Dao heart was unstable, the season was not good and other reasons caused it not to be untied after all. ”

Chu Qi listened attentively, raised his little face and asked, "Grandpa Songyang said that my qualifications are either too poor or too good, what does it mean?"

When it came to this issue, Songshu couldn't help but be speechless, and didn't know how to explain this matter clearly for a while, and didn't let the child bury the mustard in his heart since childhood, and teased: "Your Songyang Master Ancestor realm is not enough, you can't see the clues, and the understanding of this thing, you can't say it clearly, Xiao Qi, I can't say that you are qualified, no matter what others say in the future, you must have confidence in yourself." ”

Chu Qi nodded again and again, and smiled sweetly: "Got it, grandpa." Although the future is uncertain, the smile brings a strong warmth, melts away the ice and snow, and drives away the unknown road ahead.

More than a year later, the ten-year period is approaching, it can't be said that it is an inch, but there is no progress, it is still a round bun face, and the body is not raised, but the black hair is over the shoulders, and the moving eyes are more beautiful, and it seems that there is no tension about everything that is coming, and what awaits him?