In the wind and snow, the old man walked up the stairs with bamboo canes and cloth shoes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There are more than 10,000 steps, and without using the original energy, he does not walk easily, but staggers, and after walking for a while, he has to stop and rest for a while.

It didn't take long for the soles of his feet to wear out, his legs began to tremble, and his throat was making intermittent gasping sounds, like an old bellows in disrepair, which made people worry, this old man ...... Can you really walk to the top of the mountain?

Li Qinghe stopped to rest for the seventh time, exhaled a long breath, and when he encountered the cold wind, it immediately turned into a white mist.

He looked back and saw a long trail of his footprints on the stone steps behind him, but soon those footprints were covered in snow falling from the air, as if no one had ever walked on them.

Quiet snowflakes, hazy mist, snow-covered bamboo and pine forests......

He stood in the snow, looking at the scenery of this snowy world, motionless, letting the snow as light as catkins fall silently on his white hair, shoulders, and shoes.

Soon, his whole body was covered with white snowflakes.

He regained some strength, took a sip of water, stepped on the thick snow on the stone steps, and continued his uphill journey.

The closer you get to the top of the mountain, the colder the wind becomes, and the snowflakes become heavier and heavier, like large feathers falling like goose feathers.

The visibility around them became less and less, and gradually, only a long staircase remained, and the old man walking alone on the steps, and beyond that, there was an endless wind and snow.

I don't know how long it took, maybe five hours, maybe six hours, Li Qinghe walked around a corner, and finally saw from a distance that in the vast white snow, a section of the snow-covered eaves was raised high.

It was a Taoist temple.

It's finally here.

Li Qinghe stepped on the snow and walked to the door of the Taoist temple step by step. There, a little Taoist boy sat on the threshold, wearing a pair of headphones, staring intently at the communicator in his hand, still chanting words in his mouth, unaware of the arrival of guests.

Li Qinghe was amazed in his heart, on such a cold day, this child was so focused, was he learning to memorize the scriptures?

He quietly walked to Xiao Daotong's side to see what the scripture was, but he didn't expect that Xiao Daotong was not memorizing the scriptures, but ...... Playing poker and fighting landlords on the Internet with relish.

"Oops."

Xiao Daotong was hit by a bomb, and he was helpless when he watched the cards in the landlord's hand run out.

"I lost more than a million beans today."

Xiao Daotong muttered, glanced at his chips, and was about to lose all of them, and couldn't help but sigh and close the game in annoyance.

Suddenly, he jerked his head up, startled.

"Old gentleman, you, when did you come......"

Xiaodao Tong's heart was very empty, his tone stammered, and his face was flushed. The master originally ordered him to wait at the door to greet the guests, but he waited for a long time and no one came, so when he was bored, he played a happy fight with the landlord. Unexpectedly, he didn't notice that the guests were coming, and he neglected others.

"It's okay, I just came."

Li Qinghe said with a smile.

"Please come in!"

Xiao Daotong hurriedly helped him dust off the snow on his body, led the way in front, and after a while, the two arrived at a large hall.

In the hall, an old Taoist priest with a bun and wearing a "hundred clothes" sewn from rags, with white hair, is facing away from the two of them, and incense is incense to the Sanqing statue in the hall.

Li Qinghe was not in a hurry, sat down on the side, and waited patiently.

Finally, the Taoist priest finished the incense and turned around.

"Qinghe, you're here."

The Taoist priest opened his mouth slowly, his eyes deep.

"Brother."

Li Qinghe shouted.

If there are outsiders here, they will be surprised, because no one has heard that Li Qinghe, the president of the Hunters Association, actually has an older brother.

Li Zixu, Li Qinghe's eldest brother, his life trajectory is diametrically opposed to Li Qinghe.

Li Qinghe was just an unknown middle school teacher until he was 45 years old, until he began to write "Once Upon a Time in the Galaxy", he gradually became well-known to the public, and later practiced martial arts, and became the second S-level at the age of 70, admired and honored by the whole country.

Li Zixu, on the other hand, is just the opposite.

He was brilliant at a young age, went to university at the age of 12, graduated with a doctorate at the age of 15, and became a lecturer at the first university in China at the age of 17. As an adult, he worked as a singer, photographer, police detective, doctor, IT engineer, fashion model, and actor...... In every field, he achieved great things, and all of this happened before he was 30 years old. However, just when countless people were amazed by his legendary life, Li Zixu, who had reached the pinnacle of his life, was enlightened overnight, saw through the red dust, and chose to become a Taoist priest and become a monk. After that, he gradually disappeared from people's field of vision, until more than forty years have passed, and in this world, I am afraid that only his younger brother Li Qinghe is left, who still remembers his glorious past.

Today's Li Zixu, 78 years old, is obviously an ordinary old man, and there is no original energy fluctuation in his body, but he has an inexplicable temperament, even if he stands with the S-level Li Qinghe, Li Qinghe seems to be just his foil.

Heaven and earth are born with me, and all things are one with me.

Inexplicably, Li Qinghe remembered these two sentences in Zhuangzi's "Theory of Things", after not seeing him for a few years, Li Zixu's cultivation has become more profound, quiet and inactive, as if he is one with all things in heaven and earth.

Such a person has terrifyingly strong mental power and can communicate with the energy world at any time. As long as he started cultivating, the Origin Energy was like ubiquitous air to him, and it was at his fingertips. In just a few years, Huaxia will be able to add another peerless master.

"There's something on your mind."

Li Zixu's eyes were like torches.

Hearing this, Li Qinghe was silent for a long time.

"Internal and external troubles, China is in danger."

After a while, he let out a long sigh.

As Li Qinghe, he actually said such eight words, if this sentence is leaked, I don't know how much panic and turmoil it will cause in the whole of China.

"Oh."

However, Li Zixu just sighed, still with that unfazed appearance, as if nothing in this world could surprise him.

"Do you really stop thinking about the thing I mentioned to you?"

Li Qinghe said suddenly, with a hint of pleading in his tone.

"Qinghe, I have already said that the essence of Taoism is not a religion, so it is destined not to be popular."

Li Zixu only said one word, and then stopped speaking.

"Is that so......"

Li Qinghe was depressed, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

The conversation between the two was only a few short sentences, but the amount of information contained was amazingly large, so that people were confused, and the little Taoist boy next to him looked puzzled and heard it in a fog.

"Zhaijiao is ready, you can go."

Li Zixu left a sentence and got up to leave.

When Li Qinghe heard this, he cleaned up his mood, walked through the main hall, and came to the Jiao altar. There, more than a hundred Taoist priests stood silently in the wind and snow, waiting for a long time.

Li Qinghe's trip is to pray for blessings.

On the Jiao altar, there are incense burners, candlesticks, vases, incense tubes and other offerings, and there are five kinds of offerings such as incense, flowers, lamps, water and fruits, and the banners flutter in the wind, and the hunting sounds.

Gao Gong, Jian Zhai, and all speak, and the three masters are also in place one by one.

Jiao season began.

In the wind and snow, the Taoist priests wore cyan robes, held various magic weapons such as ruyi, jade book, sword, canopy ruler, and town altar wood, stepped on the fight, chanted ancient tunes, and danced in the mandala, like an excerpt.

In this process, some Taoist priests are responsible for burning incense talismans and cleaning the incense burner and incense case;

Some Taoist priests take care of the lamps and lanterns to keep the lights and candles shining without interruption;

Some Taoist priests took out the scriptures, displayed them and arranged them, and prepared for the recitation and tuning.

Busy, but dignified.

Finally, with the sound of Qingyue's chime bell, the chanting ceremony began, and hundreds of Taoist priests recited the scriptures together.

Taishang said: There is no way for good and evil, only people call themselves. The retribution of good and evil follows you like a shadow.

It is a god who has a division in heaven and earth. According to the severity of the offense, it is counted as taking the person. If you count the reduction, you will be poor, and if you are in trouble, everyone will be evil, and the punishment will follow, and the auspicious celebration will be avoided, and the evil star disaster will be exhausted, and you will die......"

This recitation is a few hours, until night falls, and when the snow stops and the wind stops.

In these few hours, Li Qinghe stood there alone with a bamboo cane, looking solemn. The entire Taoist priest recited the scriptures behind him, and there were 100,000 bells hanging in the ashram, which rang loudly when the wind blew......

After the Jiao Festival, Li Qinghe walked to the top of the mountain alone, where he could overlook the entire Qingshi from a distance and take in the night view of the city.

He stood silently.

I don't know when, Li Zixu came to his side.

"You came all the way to pray for blessings, braved the wind and snow to climb more than ten kilometers of mountain roads, and stood here for several hours, just hoping that the ceremony of worshiping the heavens would be held safely?"

He sighed.

Hearing this, Li Qinghe smiled, but did not answer positively, but looked at the brightly lit city under the mountain, and couldn't help but sigh, "How beautiful." ”

At this time, the night sky is clear, the twinkling stars in the sky, and the lights of the green market on the ground reflect each other and merge together, as brilliant as a galaxy.

In the city, the tall buildings are located everywhere, behind every building and every window, and every house exudes soft and warm light. Li Qinghe seems to have seen thousands of warm, beautiful, and happy scenes: or a teenager sweating in the gym, determined to become a martial artist; or the mother is busy preparing dinner in the kitchen, waiting for her children to return; Or a family gathering together, lively and lively; Or a private tryst between young couples, and their hearts are budding......

"May God bless China, the country and the people."