"Now, when will it be?" I don't know the outside world in the mountains, and Jingxu has never told him about the outside environment, so Mingzhen is very curious about what era he has come.

The two personalities are completely fused together, and they are not separated from each other, so the current Ming Zhen is more similar to Wang Yi, but Ming Zhen will be more indifferent and frank than Wang Yi.

Although Ming Zhen is now in the most active period of his mind on the way to cultivation, the heartbeat period, his thoughts are relatively chaotic and prone to cranky thoughts.

"Mingzhen, come here." The silent call of the master was heard in the temple.

"Oh, I see, Master, I'll be right away!" Mingzhen, who was meditating, was interrupted from his thoughts, and he heard the master's call, and turned around to answer loudly.

Standing up from the bluestone sitting under him, Mingzhen patted the dust that might exist on his body, especially the buttocks that were sitting on the bluestone just now.

After bowing his head and carefully sorting out his demeanor, and confirming that there were no mistakes, Mingzhen came to the gate and pushed open the hidden wooden door.

"Squeak"

Ming Zhen walked in, bypassed the Sanqing Temple in front, passed through the doorway on the side of the main hall, and came to the rear, a dark red wall of the Dan room, an ancient well, an ancient tree, under the tree, on the ground covered with blue bricks, an old Taoist with fluttering clothes and three white hairs sat on the futon, he focused on caressing the five-stringed piano in front of him, and the quiet melody sounded between his fingers.

Ming Zhen walked lightly towards the old Taoist, he was unwilling to interrupt this quiet scene, and sat silently on the sidelines, admiring the old Taoist's piano music.

This is "Mountains and Flowing Water", Ming Zhen once heard the old Taoist play.

Ming Zhen closed his eyes and listened calmly, there was the sound of the wind, and the hair hanging from his temples next to his ears danced with the wind.

The sound of the water, the whining wind, and the clever birdsong, just a song, make Ming Zhen want to stop.

When he opened his eyes, he found Jingxu looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Master." Mingzhen called.

"Here, let's continue, you watch carefully, study hard, so that you can divert your attention, and there will be no more messy thoughts in your heart!" The old Taoist priest said, and the delicate palm that had been placed on the five-stringed piano plucked the strings again.

The melodious music sounded, and Ming Zhen silently watched Jingxu's white fingers pluck on the strings, silently noting down Jingxu's fingering.

"You have read the sheet music, you also understand the music theory, I will teach you fingering now, and when you play it yourself in the future, you must match the state of mind, so that you can play the most recent and true charm." Jingxu played and preached at the same time.

"Yes, Master, I know." Mingzhen responded obediently, and he looked at Jingxu's fingers intently.

At the end of the song, Jingxu got up and tried Mingzhen.

"Remember! Give it a try. Jingxu sat in the position where Mingzhen was sitting before, and the two changed places.

"Okay." Carefully recalling all the relevant things about "Mountains and Flowing Water" in his mind, Mingzhen looked at the ukulele in front of him and fell into a state of tranquility and lightness.

With a light movement of his fingers, one note after another was played, and the sound of the piano spread through the temple.

Quietly and silently, he nodded from time to time.

After finishing the song, Jingxu said with satisfaction: "Yes, being able to pop up to this level for the first time shows that you are still quite talented in music theory, but your heart still hasn't entered it." ”

"............" listened to Jingxu's words, Mingzhen was silent, he lowered his head, thinking about the meaning of Jingxu's words.

Jingxu nodded, no longer bothered him, and quietly walked away.

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Five years passed quickly, Ming Zhen was twenty-five years old, he spent five years through the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, tea, scriptures, martial arts and other ways to cultivate the mind, slowly surrendered the heart in the heart, and successfully entered the next stage of cultivation - subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger.

One day, Mingzhen, who didn't listen to anything outside the window, sat with his master in a stone pavilion in the backyard of the Taoist temple, and a set of tea sets were placed between them, steaming hot, and the fragrance of tea was curling.

At this time, a few uninvited guests came to the mountain.

These uninvited guests were two teams, one with only two people, and they were wounded, disgraced, and tired.

In the back, a group of men in khaki uniforms and large steel helmets searched the back with spears hung with a white cloth, and in the white cloth there was a red circle; The man at the head had a gun in one hand and a scimitar at his waist.

The two fled in front of them, falling to the ground from time to time, but fortunately, the two supported them and barely escaped.

Although, the people who were sweeping and searching in the woods behind them were getting closer and closer to them.

After fleeing for some time, they saw a Taoist temple looming in the woods in the distance.

"That's? ......," they looked at curiously, "there's a place to hide, go and see." ”

The two struggled to walk in the direction of the Taoist temple, like a person who had fallen into the water and saw a life-saving straw.

"Anyone?" They leaned against the door, shouting weakly, while their palms raised and feebly patted the door.

When the master and apprentice in the backyard of the Taoist temple heard a slight knock on the door, they looked quiet for a moment, sighed, and said to themselves: "Blessings, woes, what should come is always coming, and you don't know the blessings and misfortunes."

Mingzhen, you go open the door, bring the two people outside the door in, and bring them two to heal by the way. ”

"Got it, Master." Looking at the mysterious silence of the gods, Ming Zhen was a little curious, but he still got up and went to open the door.

When he opened the gate, Ming Zhen saw two people dressed as injured villagers at the bottom of the mountain lying at the gate of the view, and they had fainted.

Ming Zhen hurriedly picked up one on his back, helped the other one up, closed the door with his feet, and took two people to the Danfang to treat the injuries of the two.

The weight of two adults is nothing more than a small amount for Ming Zhen, who has been practicing martial arts and cultivating for many years.

Passing through the backyard, Ming Zhen said to Jingxu, who was sitting in the stone pavilion not far away, drinking tea: "Master, there are two people at the door, and they are seriously injured, so I will go to treat them first." ”

Jingxu didn't speak, just nodded.

Seeing this, Ming Zhen took the two of them into the Dan room, put them on the bed, and untied their clothes to treat their injuries.

When he saw the wounds on the two of them, he was stunned.

"Gunshot wounds!" Mingzhen looked surprised. "How can it be a gunshot wound? It seems that I am not in ancient times, but in modern times. ”

Through the coarse cloth clothes on the two of them, they really understand the fact that they are in modern times.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the view.

Ming Zhen was about to get up and open the door, but at this time, a quiet voice came from outside the Dan room, "Ming Zhen, you continue to heal the injuries of those two good fortunes and open the door for the teacher." ”

"Got it, Master." When Ming Zhen heard this, he answered the Tao in the Danfang, and then continued to treat the injuries of the two, he stretched out his fingers and connected a few points at several acupuncture points on the two of them, supporting the blood of the two, so that the two would not continue to lose blood.

Then, he took out a small dagger, cut open the wounds of the two, and gently slapped the two of them with the palm of his spiritual energy, sucking the bullet out.

Take out the wound medicine from the medicine cabinet in the Danfang and sprinkle it on the two, and then wrap it with a white cloth for the two.