I asked, "Didn't Lao Xiucai protect Yang Sanqian?" ”

Mr. Chang sighed and said: "Yinshan Yang family, six generations in the same hall, five generations of great-great-grandchildren like you have children, although Yang Sanqian has amazing Taoist skills and brilliant talent, but he was born to a concubine, and he was not taken seriously, and he was considered to have defected from the Yang family back then, and he was not welcomed." ”

"In that case, then it seems that I have put the snake lady out right, and I just happened to settle accounts with these Daomen bull noses." I muttered.

"What snake girl?" Xiao Wu asked.

When Mr. Chang heard me say this, he was also surprised: "I also know about Futu Ling, so I will find a way to find you, have you seen the body of the snake lady, there is no sign of turning into a dragon, right?" ”

I said, "It looks like I can't fly." ”

Mr. Chang said: "That's good, a snake has been trapped for six or seven hundred years and hasn't died, it's scary to say." ”

I didn't go on the topic of the snake lady, but looked at Xiao Wu next to me and said angrily: "What about you, Lu Daxia?" ”

Xiao Wu said embarrassedly: "I call Yang Sanqian Brother Yang, he saved my master's life, it just so happened that my master asked me to go down the mountain for a walk, and I happened to know Chang Lao at that time, so I promised to stay by your side to observe and observe, who knew that you are so boring, you don't do anything except study." ”

Now that the words are clear, I feel a little more comfortable, and it feels very uncomfortable to be kept in the dark, so it is better to know the truth and face it calmly. Although I know that I am guilty and may lose my life at any time, in my opinion, it is better than being played around, especially by someone I know well.

Mr. Chang found me this time to lead me to the Taoist Gate, where he is called Qingliangguan, there are not many disciples in the temple, and the Taoist Temple is open to the public, usually the villagers in the nearby villages will go to worship, the backyard is very quiet. At the moment, I don't have any Taoist foundation, so I first have to soak in a medicinal bath for a few months, and then use acupuncture to pierce the acupuncture points that have been closed for more than 20 years, so that I can meditate and breathe, and then practice qi.

In order to survive, modern people are very busy with the rhythm of life, and they don't even have time to exercise, basically they run a few steps and breathe, even if they tell him how to practice qi, people will not learn. In addition, if you work hard for ten years, you may not achieve anything, so there is no need to torture yourself so much for self-defense. Now there are many liars in society, kidney deficiency tonic qi powder and ten perfect tonic pills were popular in the north and south of the river as early as a few decades ago, these people who run the rivers and lakes are all classified as three religions and nine streams, even the blind fortune tellers are a group of liars who are either really blind or pretend to be blind, and some of the skills that have been handed down have gradually been lost.

Moreover, the real Taoist method of practicing qi is not passed on, and it must be taught by senior masters, and you can't get anything out of it by yourself.

I can't see Yang Sanqian for the time being, otherwise it will be dangerous for those who are monitoring him to know about me, and I can't see the mother I have never seen, and now I must first enter the Dao Sect to learn some skills, so as not to be consumed by the book of life and death in my body and then think about the future.

After eating, we went back to the hut to pack up our things and prepared to head south of Anseong Fortress to Cheongnyangsan Mountain in the afternoon.

Mr. Chang said that the seal in my body has been loosened, and I must re-seal it immediately when I return to the temple, otherwise the master can see at a glance that there is something strange in my body.

In the afternoon, Xiao Wu drove us all the way south, he told me a lot of what he had seen and heard over the years, and Mr. Chang also told some of his own experiences in the world, or interesting stories when he was young, or some weird and bizarre things, at the end, he sighed: "The world of Taoism, the children of the rivers and lakes, the life of wandering." ”

Xiao Wu didn't tell me which sect he belonged to, and I didn't know anything about the division of the Daomen, so I didn't ask.

However, when I thought of the time when I was in Futu Ridge before, I saw that Guo Blind was as light as a swallow and could walk like a fly in the forest, and I also had a trace of yearning in my heart.

In the evening, when the moon star was about to arrive at the cool view, Mr. Chang seemed to suddenly remember something, and said: "Don't tell anyone about the little Zhou Tian compass, if you are accidentally discovered, just say that it is an ordinary compass, the world of Daomen is not as peaceful as you think, and the killing in it is only a lot more than that of Futu Ling, if you let people know that you are carrying this kind of treasure, you will definitely kill you and take the treasure, and the book of life and death can protect you and hurt you at the same time." ”

When Xiao Wu heard Mr. Chang say this, he asked curiously, "The little Zhou Tian compass, one of the Taoist relics?" ”

I nodded, took out the little Zhou Tian compass, and asked, "In addition to being able to see images from the past, does it have any other functions?" ”

"When did the little Zhou Tian compass have this function?" Xiao Wu wondered.

Mr. Chang said: "I was also shocked when I saw it for the first time, but the book of life and death is also rumored to record the merits and demerits of a person's life, I don't know if the reason why the Xiao Zhoutian compass can reflect the past image is because Yang Hao's body hides the book of life and death." ”

Xiao Wu looked at me excitedly and said: "This is a Taoist holy relic, but it is useless for you now, it is better to transfer it to me, I can pass on all the secrets of this sect to you, anyway, my master will recognize me as an apprentice." ”

Mr. Chang said: "Don't believe him, when you practice Dao Qi, you will know the magic of this little Zhou Tian compass, he has not much real ability except bragging or cheating." ”

"As the saying goes, you old thing can't die without saying a few words." Xiao Wu scolded.

"As the saying goes?" I looked at Mr. Chang with some surprise.

Mr. Chang said with an embarrassed face: "Originally, the name was the milk name of the child, but later when the master Guan thought that the milk name was too stingy with small characters, he temporarily changed the name to me. ”

"At first glance, I thought it was enteritis." I laughed as I spoke.

Xiao Wu also laughed, and Mr. Chang said: "It's not big or small, the old man has a good temper and doesn't care about you." ”

It was already midnight when we arrived at Mr. Chang's Qingliangshan Taoist Temple, which was smaller than I imagined, built on the mountain, with a total of seven or eight rooms in the courtyard, and a large temple on the top of the mountain, which provided the statue of Lao Tzu, the originator of Taoism.

In front of the temple is a lotus pond, near the lotus pond in front of the two tiled houses, through the middle of the road up the stairs, and some half-collapsed houses, almost covered with wild grass.

"Mr. Chang, your Taoist temple is broken like this, is there really anyone who comes to offer incense?" I asked, walking behind.

Mr. Chang didn't look back, Xiao Wu made a silent gesture to me, and whispered: "Chang Lao's master was criticized to death back then, in fact, before the Great Revolution, the real Taoist gate had been closed, and the persecuted ones were only small Taoist temples that were open to the public. Chang Lao's master said that he could stand the test of the world, but he didn't expect that the world could not stand the test, the child beat him, plus the cattle that had been released for ten years, just after the end of the revolution, people ascended to the immortals, before he died, he thought about the inheritance of the ancestral master, and called his apprentices back, and only Chang Lao came back in the end. ”

"But no one has swept this mountain road, no one has removed the weeds, is there still anyone to live?" I asked in a whisper.

Xiao Wu said: "Every year during the Spring Festival and Qingming Changlao, I remember that there are four or five apprentices." But it seems that all of them have mediocre qualifications, Chang Lao is a person who misses the old, and he thinks about his master, the people of the Taoist Gate, nine times out of ten, with the master as the father, Chang Lao is reluctant to let the Taoist temple established by his master be lonely but helpless. ”

"Daomen is so lonely now?" I asked.

Xiao Wu said: "Then how can it be, from here to the west is Yaowang Mountain, and further west is the Qinling Mountains, where there are many Taoist sects, there are more than 10,000 disciples in the door, and the number of sects where the four great masters of the Daomen are located is also thousands, more than imagined." In the world, people are divided into three, six, nine and so on, the same is true for the Daomen, the real strength of a door lies in the strength of the disciples, some people are born close to the Tao, touch the bypass, practice Qi in one day, and some people take three years and five years, like Chang Lao, this cool view has no binding force, and he can't practice a decent disciple for ten years, and it's strange that people don't scold him for fakes. ”

"Disciples, is there anyone else?" Mr. Chang shouted to the Taoist temple on the mountain.

Mr. Chang's voice was a little lonely, through the moonlight shining on the mountain, I looked into the Taoist temple, the incense ash in front of the statue of Lao Tzu seemed to have dried up, and the candles on the candlestick had burned out.

"It seems that they are all gone, and I don't know what happened to my little apprentice." Mr. Chang said to himself.

As soon as Mr. Chang's words fell, there was a creak opening in the Taoist temple, and a child in thin pajamas walked out of it with sleepy eyes carrying an oil lamp.

Xiao Tong was twelve or thirteen years old, and when he saw that the person at the door of the Taoist temple was Mr. Chang, he cried out with a wow.