Yaksha Village, the morning light shimmers.

"Wang...... Bang bang ......"

The sound of dogs barking and chopping wood has gradually sounded, and the villagers rise at sunrise and rest at sunset, living a bitter and regular ordinary life.

The mud bodhisattva watched the stars at night, stayed awake all night, looked at the microcosm of the morning light that had gradually become clear, got up and blew out the oil lamp in the room, and slowly walked out of the door.

Three mud tile houses, the kitchen is under the greenhouse built outside the courtyard, the small courtyard is surrounded by a circle of one meter five mud casting walls, along the wall planted with all kinds of flowers and plants, spring orchid and autumn chrysanthemum, all year round, the small courtyard will always have a faint fragrance.

Under the greenhouse, Zeng Dage was cooking on a fire, stuffing the chopped firewood into the stove piece by piece.

The mud bodhisattva stared at Zeng Dage's busy figure and fell into memory.

Fifteen years ago, the mud bodhisattva passed by Yaksha Village and found Zeng Dage still in his swaddling robe on the outskirts of the village, feeling pity and creating a master-apprentice relationship.

Time passed, since the year Zeng Dage was five years old, his behavior was quite strange, not like a child, as if Su Hui had awakened, he was born with self-knowledge, and he was talented, and he was the best candidate to inherit the "Xiangmen" inheritance.

The only regret that makes the mud bodhisattva regret is that Zeng Dage's roots and bones are not good, and the mortal system is not a good material for martial arts.

However, when Zeng Da Ge was seven years old, the mud bodhisattva discovered the fluctuation of true qi in Zeng Da Ge's body, and immediately had doubts, "With Zeng Da Ge's root bone qualifications, how can he sense qi and cultivate such a strong true qi, so that the true qi leaks out, can this son really have Su Hui, heaven and man?" ”

The mud bodhisattva checked Zeng Dage's root bones again, and surprisingly, Zeng Dage was already a Chinese asset at this time.

The mud bodhisattva was wonderful.

"Predestined by nature, determined by man."

It is ridiculous to say that the mud bodhisattva, as the "first minister in the world", is not a person who believes in fate, he believes that "my life is up to me, not to heaven".

Even if the mud bodhisattva was so arrogant when he was young, he never doubted the first half of the sentence "innate destiny".

Dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and the sons of rats will make holes.

The ancient ballad, though simple, contains the true meaning of genetics.

"Innate destiny, God destined, some people are born to be kings, and some people are slaves for generations."

Origin cannot be changed, and the roots of people are also destined.

It's just that this cognition was broken in Zeng Dage.

If everyone in the world can change their roots and bones, and everyone is a superior asset, then wouldn't everyone be like a dragon, which is simply a move against the sky.

The so-called innate destiny has become a joke.

That day.

The mud bodhisattva asked: "Da Ge, when you were born, I checked your root bones, you are not suitable for martial arts, why do you have such a deep foundation in martial arts?" ”

Zeng Dage stared at the heroic middle-aged man in front of him, it was hard to imagine that he would suffer from the curse of heaven because of the leakage of heavenly secrets in the future, and he would have poisonous sores on his face.

The grace of raising a handful of and a handful of urine is vivid.

The master-apprentice relationship that taught each other vaguely appeared in front of him.

Zeng Dage had a hard time opening his mouth, he didn't want to deceive such a respectable "father" and "teacher".

It's just that the man in front of him and the lovely junior sister Xiaomin are about to die tragically at the hands of Xiongba, ending a tragic life.

For this reason, white lies came into being.

Zeng Dage said half-truthfully: "I have Su Hui, and some memories come to my mind from time to time, and the martial arts secret book I practice is called 'Nine Yin True Scripture, Yi Tendon Forging Bone Chapter', which can change people's martial arts system." ”

Zeng Da Ge paused and continued: "If Master wants to learn, I can write it silently. ”

The mud bodhisattva smiled and said with relief: "Silly boy, the year of being a teacher has passed, and half of his life has passed, even if he practices martial arts again, he will not have any great achievements." ”

"If you really have a heart, teach it to your junior sister Xiaomin."

Zeng Dage smiled: "The apprentice knows." ”

……

"Master, it's time to eat." Zeng Dage called softly.

The mud bodhisattva came back to his senses and glanced at the courtyard: "Where did Xiao Min go?" ”

Zeng Dage said with a smile: "Senior sister, I went to the morning exercise early in the morning. ”

The mud bodhisattva shook his head and said, "This girl, in the name of cultivating light skills every day, must have gone to Tianmeng City to buy rock sugar gourds again." ”

Zeng Dage smiled knowingly, and brought the greens, peanuts, and gruel on the stove to the table, "Master, let's eat first." ”

The master and apprentice reached the table and began to eat breakfast.

"Knock Knock ......"

"Brother Zeng, I'm Tie Niu, I'm here to deliver this year's land rent." A majestic voice sounded.

"Come in." Zeng Dage put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand and walked to the gate.

Tie Niu is a simple farmer in Yaksha Village, in his thirties, with a thick beard, he took out a bag of broken silver from his pocket with a smile and handed it to Zeng Dage, "Brother Zeng, you order." ”

Zeng Dage opened the bag, glanced at it, and nodded, "This year's harvest is good?" ”

Tie Niu smiled honestly: "According to the methods taught by the little brother, such as intensive farming, winter fertilizer, grafting and transplantation, etc., there is a bumper harvest every year......

Zeng Dage smiled and interrupted: "If Tie Niu has nothing else to do, so be it, I still have to accompany the master to eat." ”

"Hehe......" Tie Niu said embarrassedly: "Knock me this problem, disturb me." ”

Tie Niu turned to leave, suddenly patted his head, took out a wedding card from his pocket, and said with a smile: "I almost forgot, Brother Zeng, three days later, on the day of my marriage, I specially invite the three of you masters and apprentices to drink the wedding wine." ”

Zeng Dage took the wedding card and congratulated: "Congratulations, congratulations, three days later, I will come to congratulate you." ”

"Thank you, farewell." The Iron Bull turned and walked away.

……

Zeng Dage returned to the dining table with the wedding card, put the wedding card on the table, and said with a smile: "Master, I have something to go out tomorrow." ”

The mud bodhisattva glanced at the wedding card, stared at Zeng Dage, and frowned, "Are you coming back?" ”

Zeng Dage said with a heart: "I don't know. ”

The mud bodhisattva sighed and put down the chopsticks in his hand, "You are a person with wisdom, and your abilities and talents cannot be concealed even in the small Yaksha Village. ”

The mud bodhisattva paused and said sadly: "Cherish all the way." ”

The mud bodhisattva slowly stood up and walked into the house step by step.

Zeng Dage stared at the back of the mud bodhisattva, slowly knelt down, and kowtowed three times.

One knock, thank Master for his nurturing grace.

Second knock, thank Master for his teaching.

Three knocks, the unfilial disciples are ashamed in their hearts, they can't tell each other frankly, and they can't change the fate of the master's damnation.

After three knocks, Zeng Dage got up and strode away.

……

Inside the house, the mud bodhisattva stared at Zeng Dage's distant back, with a trace of tears in his eyes, tore off the human skin mask on his face, and gently stroked the poisonous sores on his face with his right hand, "Fortune tellers don't count yourself, count yourself to death." ”

This is the first ancestral precept of "Xiangzong".

The "self" here refers not only to oneself, but also to one's relatives and friends.

If a fortune teller divides people and things related to him, he will not die a good death.

"Is the wind and cloud a thing in the pool, and the dragon changes when it encounters the wind and clouds."

The seal of God's wrath is also engraved on the cheek of the mud bodhisattva.

It's just that at this moment, the mud bodhisattva stared at Zeng Dage's back, and suddenly wanted to calculate a hexagram for him.

Even if you violate the ancestral teachings, you will not die well.

Because his apprentice, who is regarded as his own son, embarked on a fateful journey.

"Heavenly Crying Sutra: Prophecy Magical Power."

The mud bodhisattva took out a five-element gossip diagram, pinched it with his right hand, and his eyes were shining, and in the invisible gossip diagram, golden words appeared one by one, floating down into the air.

Suddenly, the golden words floating into the air cracked one by one and turned into bits of golden light.

"Poof", the mud bodhisattva spat blood from his mouth, and said with a frightened face: "How is it possible? Non-human, non-immortal, non-ghost, non-demon, non-Buddha, non-demon, Da Ge is not in the Five Elements, and his fate is not in this realm. ”

Then, a hint of joy flashed on the mud bodhisattva's face, "The avenue is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, and the escape is one." ”

"Haha......" The mud bodhisattva laughed and said: "Variables, my apprentice is variables, heavens, and finally there is an existence that you can't control." ”

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