Chapter One Hundred and Two: The Wizard of Auspicious Clouds

In the early morning of December 18, the weather was clear. Towards the end of the year, the weather is already very cold. There was a light snow yesterday, and today is another day when you can't go out.

Taking a breath of the cold air outside the window, Zhong Youxin couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly closed the window and tightened his collar.

Don't go out. Thinking so, Zhong Youxin stretched, stretched his body that had just recovered from his illness, returned to the living room, moved the stool, and started Tai Chi indoors.

This is a residential house near the Yanjin Municipal Bureau of Culture, which was bought by Zhong Youxin when he worked here in his early years; Later, I went to work in the cultural department of the provincial capital for more than 20 years, and came back to live here again in the past two years. Originally, today was not a weekend, but Zhong Youxin was sick two days ago, so he has been sick at home; And today it is barely better.

After more than 20 years, Yanjin City has changed, and Zhong Youxin himself is old. When I was young, I didn't know how to protect my body, and now I haven't reached retirement age, and I'm full of problems. The weather is a little colder, and I don't dare to go out.

The twenty-four ways of Taijiquan played twice, and after finishing the last cross hand to close the momentum, I finally got a little tired. In the living room, his wife said hello and went out to buy groceries, and Zhong Youxin also sat back on the sofa and rested.

I was sick and didn't exercise a few days ago, but I was a little tired after playing twice today.

The body is getting worse and worse. Perhaps, it's time to get ready for retirement, right?

Realizing his aging, Zhong Youxin sighed softly. After resting for a while, he returned to his study, spread out a piece of rice paper, and then picked up the ink.

In his early years, he liked to drink and smoke, and after he was old, he quit all these Zhong Youxin. Playing tai chi every day and learning calligraphy, after getting used to it, there is also a different kind of fun. But today, Zhong Youxin is a little unmotivated. I remembered that there was another party at noon today, and it was my former colleague's son who got married, and he was unable to move, so it was better to let his son go.

Thinking about the mess in my heart, the ink in the inkstone was also a little overgrinded. I was about to mix it with water to continue grinding, but when I looked up, I was stunned to see the golden light flickering outside the window, which did not dissipate for a long time.

What is it?

Zhong Youxin hurriedly came to the window, but saw a large auspicious cloud emitting a golden treasure light, floating from afar at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The golden light pierced him so much that he couldn't open his eyes, Zhong Youxin hurriedly rubbed his eyes, and after opening his eyes again, the auspicious clouds had already floated very close.

Zhong Youxin was so shocked that he couldn't help but take a step back from the windowsill; However, just before Xiangyun 'hit' his window, he suddenly disappeared.

The auspicious clouds that emitted golden light came and went quickly, and Zhong Youxin disappeared directly without even reacting. His eyes suddenly darkened, and Zhong Youxin opened his mouth wide in surprise - he was very sure that he didn't see dazzles just now, what did this auspicious omen of auspicious clouds from the sky mean? Could it be related to the second daughter-in-law's upcoming child?

Thinking of this, Zhong Youxin's heart couldn't help but skip a beat. However, as soon as he turned his head, he suddenly saw an unexpected figure in his sight.

It was a Taoist with a long beard and white hair. The complexion is ruddy, and the waist-length white hair is fluttering like a fairy, and I can't tell how old I am; Dressed in a dark blue robe, the crown is wide sleeves. At this moment, the man was standing in front of the desk where he had finished researching ink, with his sleeve in his left hand and a pen in his right hand, just finishing the last word on rice paper.

The sword is yin and yang.

The four big characters are vigorous and powerful, even if he hasn't figured out the other party's intentions, Zhong Youxin still can't help but say a wonderful thing:

"Good word...... Who are you? ”

The person who came put down the brush, looked up at Zhong Youxin, stroked his hair and smiled: "I am the Kunlun Mountain Wenshi Sword Sect, and Ning Xuzi is also." ”

Condensation? Hearing this name, Zhong Youxin couldn't help but be stunned. The auspicious cloud just now, was it him? But I saw that although this Ning Xuzi had white eyebrows and white hair, he did not look like an old man at all in terms of appearance or voice. His skin is as smooth as a baby's, and his eyes are as bright as stars. Immortal wind bones, not like mortals.

"You...... May I ask this Taoist, how did you get in? Zhong Youxin was surprised, "The auspicious cloud just now, is it Your Excellency?" ”

"I came by the clouds, and I came to you." Ning Xuzi had a smile on his face, bypassed a few cases, and walked over, "What's your name?" ”

"My name is Zhong Youxin."

Ning Xuzi circled around Zhong Youxin, and then returned to the table: "Zhong Youxin, I intend to take you as an apprentice and teach you the art of cultivating the truth, are you willing?" ”

"Cultivation technique?"

"The mortal body has a destiny. If you want to accomplish the Tao, you must reverse the destiny of heaven. Ning Xuzi said, with a slight wave of his hand, the brush that had just written suddenly flew up, and after a few brushes, he cut the pen holder on one side into several sections, "Enter the sword to fly and kill the enemy thousands of miles away; Retreat can comprehend the way of heaven, and the fugue is too void. Only by cultivating the truth and seeking immortals can we achieve the great road -- this is the art of cultivating the truth. ”

In a word, his own rosewood pen holder turned into three sections. Zhong Youxin swallowed his saliva, but there was no feeling of regret in his heart at all; Although he couldn't help but take a step back, he couldn't help but be ecstatic in his heart: "Of course I do, but can you explain what the 'Wenshi Sword Sect' you said just now is?" And ......"

Ning Xuozi seemed to see Zhong Youxin's doubts, and he was not in a hurry, and said slowly: "My Wenshi Sword Sect is one of the only eleven remaining cultivation sects in Huaxia. So far, the incense has been inherited for more than 2,000 years, and there are countless people who have become immortals. ”

Ning Xuzi said, with a fluorescent glow in his hand; I saw a holographic projection-like picture appear in the middle of the room. I saw a deep mountain with a towering tower; The entrance of the tower is engraved with a huge four-character plaque of 'Wenshi Sword Sect', which looms in the clouds and mist.

"See? This is the sword tower I sent. Only disciples who have cultivated to the Inner Dan realm are qualified to enter the lowest level of study. Ning Xuzi said, "As your cultivation rises, you can progress to the next level; When you break through to the top, you can explore the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao and ascend to the void. ”

"Is this the way to immortality?" Zhong Youxin swallowed his saliva, "But I'...... What do I need to do? ”

"I went down the mountain this time to do business, but now I have a whim and want to accept an outer disciple." Ning Xuzi stroked his hair and smiled, "I can teach you a set of introductory cultivation methods, and when you realize the spiritual root and reach the realm of foundation building, you can return to the sect with me and start cultivating." ”

An old fairy suddenly appeared in his house and wanted to take him as an apprentice. This kind of plot that can only be found in strange novels has actually happened to him now-although Zhong Youxin has not figured out the situation, there is absolutely no reason to refuse this kind of good thing that fell from the sky.

However, even so, Zhong Youxin still has some doubts: "But now that I am old, I don't have a few years to live." Is it too late to seek the word now? ”

Ning Xuzi said with a smile: "If you have an immortal fate, although you may not be able to become an immortal, you don't have to be limited by the skin of mortals. Do you know how old man was born? ”