Chapter 11 There Is No Free Lunch in This World
"That's for sure!" Mr. Zhang San, who had a natural face, said in a sharp ventriloquil: "Not only the disciples of Lingguanya can't marry wives, but the disciples of the two families of authentic Buddhism and Taoism can't marry wives and have children, do you think it's so easy to become an immortal and a Buddha?" ……”
"Huh!" Hearing him say this, Ren Song's heart sank, if it was before he died, if the old man was willing to accept himself as an apprentice, he was afraid that this coward would raise his hands and feet and happily apprentice, but now, ...... Xiao Hongmei's shadow kept flashing in front of her eyes, she just knew that there was such a girl who loved her with all her heart and didn't want to be reincarnated as a ghost, isn't it just to be a long-term couple with her, can't marry a wife and have children?
Shaking his head violently, the covert said with a bitter face: "If that's the case, then what's the point of cultivating immortals?" ”
"Sazi, you say?" Ren Song's words obviously surprised the old man, and he asked with a displeased face: "Cultivating immortals, immortality, young people, don't just be greedy for momentary pleasure, you must know that the red-faced skeleton is fleeting in a blink of an eye......"
"That...... Uncle and grandfather......"
"Oh...... I got it! Doll, don't learn from me! Your uncle and grandfather have no way, he is the only son of the Zhang family, this incense can't be broken, although the ancestor made an oath, gave up his eyes, tongue, and legs, but he only learned the inferior Taoist technique of exorcism and demon removal, and the superior method of becoming an immortal can't be practiced, just because he has a daughter-in-law, he loses Yuanyang......" The old man said this, and his heart suddenly sank.
He suddenly remembered that Ren Song, this kid, was a ghost immortal. Even if he has become a ghost, he is naturally full of yin and evil spirits, even if he becomes an immortal, he is no exception, what kind of boy Yuanyang, cultivating true immortals. However, the old man's heart shook a few times, and finally he gritted his teeth and thought secretly: "No matter where it is, coax the baby to the door first!" ”
Zhang Sanque is really in a hurry now!
If it is changed to a hundred years ago, the Taoist lineage, who doesn't know that Luozhong Lingguan Cliff, the ancestor of Mr. Nine Crazy is famous, and countless famous children come to apprentice, how could he have thought that the inheritance would be broken, even when the teacher Wang Yiren was there, Lingguan Cliff has never been worried about not being able to receive apprentices......
However, whether it is the teacher Wang Jiumad or the teacher Wang Yiren, they all attach great importance to the matter of accepting apprentices.
Especially the Nine Crazy Patriarchs, after he became an old man with the Nine Arts, he was already a land true immortal, and the requirements for the inheritance disciples were even higher. First of all, it is necessary to close the eyes, according to what the teacher said back then, if you see a baby, you will feel full of joy, only feel that this baby is your own relatives, and the first-class eye edge is really not good, so you can pick your own temper from your relatives.
The second is talented, nine major arts, each of which is extraordinary, and it is difficult to learn if you are not talented. The third is perseverance, perseverance, morality, and so on......
As a result, it is precisely because the requirements are too high that for decades, the Nine Crazy Patriarchs have never received satisfactory disciples, and they have not even met their eyes...... In the end, he had no choice but to accept his nephew Wang Yiren as an apprentice.
"Alas......" Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but sigh again, he suddenly found that it seemed that the Lingguan Cliff had never been successful in accepting apprentices, and the Nine Crazy Ancestors had been extremely reluctant to accept strangers as apprentices. The teacher also knows that his talent is limited, so he has always hoped to accept an excellent disciple to make up for the shortcomings.
However, it backfired, and the alien teacher finally found his own disciple who had entered the eye, and repeatedly praised his talent, but he was the only seedling of the Zhang family, a green onion in ten acres of land, how dare to cut off the incense of the ancestors!
The more I thought about the old man, the more depressed I became, the Nine Crazy Patriarch and the Nine Arts shocked the world, and when I got to the Yiren teacher, there were only five doors left, and it was my turn, and I didn't even cultivate the three arts, and my son Zhang Fengchao, who was not angry, ...... Needless to say, this ...... This is not in line with the saying, weasels are rats, and a litter is not as good as a litter!
"How can this work?" Mr. Zhang San only felt more anxious in his heart, he married a wife and had children, he was entangled in mundane affairs, all the Taoism was limited, and now he was old and frail, and every day was not as good as a day, who knows if there will be next year after this year! If there is really a three-long and two-short, the inheritance of Lingguan Cliff, does it really depend on Fengchao's unassuming ghost child?
"This ...... How to do it! The old man couldn't help but shake his head secretly, when Master Zu was here, the prestige of Lingguan Cliff was needless to say, Yiren Teacher back then, which warlord from all walks of life was not respected, and the immortal master was long and the immortal master was short, even if he was himself, it was not bad! Even in that era when all cows, ghosts, snakes and gods were overthrown, when peers from all over the country were criticized and paraded into the streets and closed the cowshed, he was still a guest of the Revolutionary Committee!
Thinking of the situation back then, the old man couldn't help but raise his head proudly...... I remember that it was six or eight years, the laurel fairy of the Holy Water Temple was broken by the red soldiers, the thousand-year-old demon soul was resentful, the young baby who lived in the temple died, the sick disease, the head of the rebels had no choice, and he personally drove a car to pick up people!
Thinking in his heart, the old man couldn't help but feel proud for a while, and for a while it seemed to be back in the past, he commanded eight hundred boys and women, set up a demon array, and destroyed the thousand-year-old demon soul!
"Uncle and grandfather?" Ren Song's light call, finally pulled the old man out of the memory, look at the baby in front of him, although not handsome, but still beautiful, but also quite eye-catching, although there is no boy Yuanyang, but got the demon fox Jindan to achieve the position of the ghost fairy, there should be a way to remedy it in the future, marrying a wife can also be with him, look at him and the appearance of the female baby surnamed Sun, I am afraid that I will really not do it, but I also have to be a little restrained, let this baby be difficult for a while, as for giving birth, the Ren family Ding Xingwang, should not need it!
In fact, the old man is also selfish, like them as old people, has always been the most important thing is actually to pass on the lineage, inherit the cigarettes, although New China has been established for so many years, but the old concept in their hearts has not changed, so, his son Zhang Fengchao can only learn some fur, greedy for play is one thing, and there is another reason, that is, the old man refuses to teach.
The Nine Crazy Patriarchs have passed down many methods, but almost ninety percent of the Dao methods have a prerequisite, once practiced, there is no future for life. So the old man has followed Wang Yiren for many years, and he has only learned three skills. And made a heavy oath in the master, don't look, don't speak, no, only then did Zhang Fengchao's son inherit the incense, but he didn't want this son to be the same as himself. That's why I've been looking for young people who can learn the Dao.
However, in today's new society, it is no longer the past, and there are not many young people who still believe in this god and ghost. It's really hard to find an apprentice who meets the standards. Until he met Ren Song, the old man hesitated a little in his heart, and thought secretly: "Okay, just let him go, and allow him to marry a wife is ......."
"That...... Uncle and grandfather, I want to come and go, but I still don't worship in the Lingguan Cliff! ”
"What? What nonsense are you talking about? When Mr. Zhang San heard Ren Song's words, his eyes widened incredulously, and he stared at the cowardly on the opposite side and said, "Confused, right?" ”
In fact, Ren Song is really confused at this time, as an unlucky guy who has never had good luck since he was a child, he caused trouble when he was a child, was beaten by his parents, went to school and was a mess, and was scolded by the teacher. In the words of his mother, he is eyeless and unproductive.
In addition, bad luck, when I went to school, the exam went to the wrong classroom, and it was common to be kicked out of the exam room because I was late, and the only exam that I was not late for, but because I was carrying this Jin Yong novel in my arms, the invigilator scrapped the paper in the name of cheating, although this cowardly product still doesn't understand what martial arts novels and math exams have to do with each other! But he had to honestly go home with a zero-score math paper and be beaten.
Wait for graduation work, after going to work, this cowardice is even more unbearable, go to the company every day, at least half an hour early, God knows what will be encountered on the road, even if it is stable to the company, no matter which position, there will always be a few weird mistakes, so that whenever the company's computer or other machines fail, the manager will say: "Don't ask, it must be Ren Song's kid who made it!" ”
Well, the cowards who have been unlucky for more than ten years have already accepted their fate, and they don't believe that they will have any good luck at all, so when this uncle and grandfather proposed to accept himself as a beginner, this guy's first thought was: "I'm afraid that I have to take the bar by myself for some unlucky thing, right?" ”
It's also strange that Mr. Zhang San is too anxious, if he can wait for a while, let this coward really understand the past of Lingguan Cliff, and after getting acquainted with it, he will propose to accept the apprentice, maybe this coward will not have such an idea.
It's been less than a night to get along, although Ren Song has also seen him show a few tricks, but he has also strengthened the idea of this coward, after all, in this world, there is no free dinner, even if it is a relative, maybe there has been no contact for a long time! What's more, that Fengchao's cousin also warned. God knows what the titular uncle and grandfather on the other side want to do when he accepts himself as an entry!
The more he thought about it, the more scared he became, and looked at Mr. Zhang San, who was angry, and said in shock: "I...... I...... I'm really not the material for cultivation! ”
Zhang Sanque is angry, really angry! When did Lingguan Cliff fall to the point of asking for entry! If the teacher really knows, it would be strange if he didn't hang himself on the pine tree in front of the door of the moral hall and smoke half to death!
The more he looked at the kid in front of him, the more he felt unpleasant, and stared at him coldly for a while, but he heard the old man sneer: "Based on this sentence alone, you are really not!" Looking back at the statue of the Nine Crazy Patriarchs, thinking about the increasingly withered portal, the old man, who had planned not to mention it again, finally sighed and said: "That's it, Lao Tzu will give you another chance, you go down and think about it first, if you change your mind, come up to me!" With that, he waved his hand and motioned for Ren Song to go out.