Tianling Mountain is towering into the clouds, the mountain road is more dangerous than no road, and it is difficult for ordinary people to climb, and it is because there are few people. From a distance, it is lush and green, which is caused by the green trees and green bamboos mixed in it. The sound of flowing streams and springs in the mountains is endless, and the occasional birdsong harmonizes. Smell like incarnating clouds, music rings in your ears, and your body is at ease.

If you look closely at the mountainside, if you can climb here, you will find that the green color of the mountainside is not pine or bamboo, but the grass spread on the ground. At this point, the danger suddenly eased. What catches the eye is a winding pebble path. At the end of the secluded walk, you can see the green tiles of the fence and the flowing water.

At such heights, bamboo cannot survive if it cannot withstand the cold. But for some reason, when I stepped into the fence courtyard, it was suddenly warm. There is a row of green bamboos neatly growing in front of the house and behind the house, which seems to be artificially planted, but I don't know who built the house here to repair the bamboo.

There was an old man with white hair sitting in the room, and said indifferently: "The first cultivation of the avenue, first peek into the heart, prove my righteous path, feel the magic power of heaven and earth, and achieve his career." Qianyou, this is to tell you that you must cultivate yourself and cultivate virtue before learning art. You should keep Master's words firmly in mind, and even if you go down the mountain after completing your studies in the future, you must remember these words of Master. ”

After the old man finished speaking, his small eyes opened a thin slit. The slightly gloomy face suddenly turned ruddy, which should have been the description of a young man's angry face, but for some reason it appeared on such an old man.

The old man grabbed a thin bamboo that lay horizontally on his lap and sat cross-legged in the same position, striking the young man on the head with a slight snoring sound between his mouth and nose.

The young man's sunburned face could still be seen to be a little immature, but the exposed half of his forearm was as white as mutton fat. The facial features are all ordinary, but if you look closely, they have some self-contained styles, and they are harmonious when they are matched together.

The clothes on the man's body had already been washed and faded, and he could only vaguely see that it had been a pale cyan fabric. There were a few patches scattered on it, and the innocuous place was let go, revealing the white and tender skin underneath.

"Oh, sin, sin. Every time you give a lecture to the teacher, you don't pay attention, and you hurt the master's 100-year-old person and lose his temper with you. ”

Wei Qianyou covered his head in pain and said, "Master Mingjian, the disciple is not asleep. The disciples will always remember the teachings of the master. ”

The old man exhaled a turbid breath, and his face returned to his previous indifference.

"Okay, I have lived for a hundred years as a teacher in vain, and when I entered the earth, I received such a blessed disciple who could listen to the teachings of the teacher even when I was sleeping."

Wei Qianyou's face turned red and said, "Master, you have been talking about this more than a hundred times, and the disciple has long remembered it. If you don't believe it, the disciple will carry it back for you? ”

The old man twisted his beard and smiled: "Qianyou, being a teacher is not for you to remember, otherwise why don't you give you a book for a teacher." That's it, you should memorize it first and listen to it as a teacher, if you memorize it well, you will be exempted from punishment this time. ”

Wei Qianyou sat up straight like an old man, opened his mouth and said: "The first cultivation of the Great Dao, first peek into the original heart, and prove that I am on the right path...... Master, Master? You have also seen that you have been cultivating your self-cultivation for decades, and you have not fallen asleep listening to your disciples' backs. If you want the disciple to say, this is not the disciple's fault, the fundamental problem lies in the master's scriptures......"

In a blink of an eye, there were two more one-person high water tanks in the small courtyard of the fence. Wei Qianyou's current task is to use a pair of chopsticks to clip all the water in the water tank to the other end, which is counted as a punishment for contradicting the master.

The daylight accumulates into the night, turning into stars in the night sky. Wei Qianyou lay on the edge of the water tank and twisted his hair, dripping sweat into it to make up the number.

The insects and birds have slept, and the sound of the clear stream is more obvious. Wei Qian was happy in his suffering, and washed away the boredom in his heart through that voice.

No, the sound of the stream can be heard every day, but I have never heard this gentle sound of water. Wei Qianyou's face was overjoyed, and he said that he had found a stream that even the master who had lived here for decades had never discovered. It's like a child has found a world to play with, happily exploring the secret that belongs to him alone.

Following the sound, Wei Qianyou gradually approached the ground. Seeing things late at night was not difficult for him, but Wei Qianyou wished that he hadn't seen the truth in front of him at this time.

When he got up again, the joy on Wei Qianyou's face disappeared. The roots of his teeth clenched, making a piercing "creaking" sound, and a sentence was almost squeezed out of between his teeth: "Master, you lied to me, this tank is leaking......"

After a day of water, my hands were a little cramped, but in the end I found that it was empty. If you were an ordinary person, I am afraid that you would have been unable to stand the blow for a long time, and you would choose to become a monk or a monk. But Wei Qianyou has been polished here for a long time, and his mental tenacity has long surpassed others.

I saw Wei Qianyou slam his knees on the ground, folded his hands, and said with an extremely reverent face: "God, my master tortured me with a change of law, and you also saw it." Please open your eyes, help the little one, and the little one will turn around and give you two more pillars of incense. ”

As if his words moved the sky, he suddenly saw a thunderbolt in the valley, shining all around. Then the wind and clouds surged, and Wei Qianyou saw a dark cloud overhead, which was a sign of rain.

Wei Qianyou's eyes lit up, and he still had the potential to mingle with the stars. If someone looks from afar, they can see that the light in Wei Qianyou's eyes flickered and flickered, which was the reason why Wei Qianyou was kneeling three times and knocking nine times.

His mouth was full of words: "Thank you for your beauty, great kindness, and you will have to repay your old age in your life." ”

I don't know how many lives Wei Qianyou has promised, and even he can't remember it clearly. I only know that if he owes the kindness of all the immortals, if he wants to repay them one by one, he should divide his body into a hundred horses and send it to the immortal mansions in a brocade box.

After completing the process of kneeling and worshipping, Wei Qianyou looked up at the sky and shouted: "God, I owe you the fragrance of the three pillars, and when the rain stops, the small one will definitely make up for you." Half of the fire was extinguished by the rain, but it was a small debt to your old man. ”

After that, Wei Qianyou didn't enter the house, just lay down under a big tree outside the yard, and cocked Erlang's legs to respond to the sound of snoring and the rain.

In the early morning of the next day, Wei Qianyou shivered. In early spring, it had just rained, and it was fortunate that it was not cold.

Crawling up, Wei Qianyou gave a big salute to the old man who was still standing with his hands under the eaves of the sporadic dripping rain.

"Morning, Master."

Wei Qian saluted but did not approach, and in the eyes of outsiders, his master stood with his hands in his hands, completely looking like a master outside the world. After all, they have lived together for a few years, but Wei Qianyou knows that the master is just hiding the bamboo that hurts people and not letting him see it.

The old man smiled kindly: "Qianyou, why don't you go to sleep in the house after a night of rain, and you are not afraid of the cold." ”

Wei Qianyou scratched his head and said, "Thank you Master for your concern, my disciple was used to sleeping like this in the early years." ”

The old man sighed slightly: "Alas, old man, I can't compare to you young people. Qianyou, have you done all the homework you left for your teacher yesterday? ”

Wei Qianyou patted his chest proudly: "Heaven is here to help me, how can there be a reason that I can't finish it?" ”

Wei Qianyou knew that he was speechless, turned around and spat on the ground, and changed his words: "Master, what the disciple means is that the disciple practices hard according to the master's instructions on weekdays. Even the seemingly impossible chopsticks holding water, as soon as you get your hands on it, it's like a miracle help, and it's very easy. The disciple's homework has been completed, so please ask the master to inspect it. ”

The old man didn't step forward to look at it, but just pointed to the two water tanks and said, "Come and see for yourself." ”

Wei Qianyou stepped forward to take a look, and was dumbfounded. The leaking water tank is still half full, and the water tank that was originally half of the water was plucked out by him, but it was overflowed.

The old man's face sank, and the thin bamboo struck Wei Qianyou's head with the sound of breaking wind, puffing up a big bag.

It was really a cylinder leak that happened to rain overnight, and I ran late and encountered a head bamboo.

Wei Qianyou covered his head and said, "Master, forgive the disciple for being incompetent, the jar you always give to the disciple is leaking, how can it be filled?" You might as well give your disciple a 10-pound bag of rice and let your disciple go down the mountain and carry 20 pounds of rice back. ”

The old man said: "If the master can do it, are you willing to punish you?" ”

Wei Qianyou Zhengse, although he felt that his master was omnipotent since he was a child, he still held a skeptical attitude in this matter.

The old man's clothes were windless and automatic, and he took a few steps forward and drew a circle with his right arm in the air, and the water tank full of water was gently held in the arms of the old man. The old man pushed and sent, and then rushed in front of the water tank, and sent the half-full water tank out in the same way in the same way. The two tanks were swapped in this way.

Not to mention, the overflowing water tank was obviously rippling, but not a drop of water overflowed in the whole process.

While marveling at his amazing skills, Wei Qianyou frowned and said, "Master, what you said is to let the disciple fill the water tank over there, aren't you teaching the disciple to cheat." ”

The old man smiled slightly: "The purpose of letting you use chopsticks to pick up water is not to punish you. Rather, I want to tell you that the world under the mountain is sinister, and in addition to being honest, you must also have three points of cunning. You've always done a good job of this, but it's still a little worse than Master's. ”

Wei Qianyou also smiled and said, "No, Master, you are an old fox." "Master will tell him this, which means that Master is in a good mood at this time and can make a joke or two.

The old man patted Wei Qianyou lightly on the head. After a cup of tea, Wei Qianyou had a rope tied to his ankle and was hung upside down from the big tree that sheltered from the rain last night. secretly scolded himself for being stupid in his heart, but Master really couldn't joke.

"Qianyou, come down, Master has something to tell you."

After being hung upside down all morning, Wei Qianyou finally waited for this sentence. A sharp stone shard flew out between his fingers, and he cut the rope that bound his ankle in two. The waist exerts force in the air, and when it lands, it has stabilized its shape.

Wei Qian went to the kitchen to light the stove fire: "I don't know what the master has to teach, the disciple listens while cooking for you." ”

There was no movement for a long time, and Wei Qianyou was wondering to himself. As soon as he turned around, he saw the master standing behind him, with a very complicated expression in his eyes.

The master and apprentice looked at each other for a long time before the old man said slowly: "Qianyou, you go down the mountain." ”