Sheng Qingyun carried a small mountaineering bag and a medicine hoe, exploring in the valley, sometimes digging out a few grasses or picking up a few wild mushrooms from the bushes, sometimes cutting down a few mountain vines, and occasionally picking a few wild fruits and throwing them into his mouth, looking relaxed and comfortable.

This is the depths of Wumeng Mountain in northern Qianbei, the vegetation is kept intact, there are many kinds of plants, there are many rare species, and it can be called a treasure house of Chinese herbal medicine.

A year ago, Sheng Qingyun graduated from junior high school and was assigned to a rural primary school here, when he graduated from junior high school, he did not go to high school like other classmates, but went to the middle normal school, which made many of his classmates and teachers very pity, because with his academic performance in junior high school, if he went to high school, it was safe to take the entrance examination to a key university, but the family really did not have the financial ability to provide him to go to high school, his father was injured in the waist and became semi-paralyzed, and his mother was tired and sick, so he had to choose a secondary normal school that does not need tuition fees and can also subsidize a little living expenses, but also to work early and reduce the burden on his mother at home。 In this way, after three years of normal study, when it came to the division of labor, his family was poor, and he had nowhere to find a relationship, so he was assigned to a rural primary school dozens of miles away from home.

This primary school is the only primary school in several surrounding villages, there are five or six teachers, six classes from one to six grades, basically a teacher is responsible for a class, most of the teachers are locals, Sheng Qingyun and a young man named Han Lei are from other places, because there is no road here, access is by two feet, Sheng Qingyun and Han Lei both live in the school, occasionally walk dozens of miles of mountain roads home to see their parents on weekends.

Although the mountain village school is remote, it is also connected to electricity, you can watch TV, except for the time of class, there is no entertainment for individuals, these years, the young people in the village have gone out to work, and only some old people and children are left at home, Sheng Qingyun and Han Lei want to find people in the same year to talk to are difficult.

In his spare time, Han Lei likes to watch TV, or hold a guitar and yell around, while Sheng Qingyun likes to read, write calligraphy, and carve seals.

There is a lonely old man next to the school, seventy or eighty years old, his back is a little hunched, his eyes are cloudy, but he is a herb doctor, the old people and children in the surrounding villages, who have a headache and brain fever, will come to the old man, the old man will always find some flowers and plants, vines and vines and leaves to take back to boil and drink a few bowls, and they are all good.

The old man's life is very regular, he will get up in the morning and do some weird movements slowly on the grass next to the school, Sheng Qingyun only feels that some movements are as clumsy and thick as a bear, some actions are like a tiger that wants to pounce, and some actions are like a big bird with wings, and some actions are like a deer raising its legs, it is a deer, Sheng Qingyun doesn't know why he thinks that it is a deer, just like he thinks that the prostrate is a tiger, the stocky is a bear, and the ape, the white crane, Sheng Qingyun thinks that the old man is imitating the tiger, the bear, Apes, cranes, deer.

After doing these actions, the old man will go home to get some food and eat will carry a basket on his back, carry a medicine hoe into the mountain, come back at noon, and after eating, he will sort out the flowers and plants he brought back, vine roots, branches and leaves, if someone comes to see the doctor, the old man will choose to send some of these flowers and plants he brought back, vine roots, branches and leaves, people who come to see the doctor rarely send money, most of them are some vegetables and fruits brought from their respective homes, and there are usually villagers who send some newly harvested millet, Xiaodou, new rice or something, the old man also accepted it with a smile.

Sheng Qingyun was very curious about the old man, coupled with his father and mother, and how bored the mountain village usually was, so he wanted to learn some of this herb from the old man, so as soon as he rested, he went to watch the old man sort out those flowers and plants, vine roots, branches and leaves, and follow the old man in the morning to learn those actions.

The old man didn't say anything to Sheng Qingyun, and he asked about those herbs with a smile, and he didn't want to teach them, of course, he didn't take the initiative to teach anything, but Sheng Qingyun said whatever he asked, and he let Sheng Qingyun follow him into the mountains on weekends, and when someone saw a doctor, he also let Sheng Qingyun watch from the side, if Sheng Qingyun asked, he would not mind telling him.

In this way, more than a year has passed, Sheng Qingyun has learned a lot of medicinal materials with the old man, and has also learned a lot of unilateral and home remedies, and the actions that the old man does every day are also similar, and his body feels a lot stronger.

Now on the weekend, Sheng Qingyun will go into the mountains to look for all kinds of herbs taught by the old man, today he went farther, got into the valley that he had never been before, but picked a lot of good medicine, just wanted to find two more Poria cocos and went home, but when he looked up, he shouted: "Hell!" Sheng Qingyun, who was caught off guard, was a little crazy, "Isn't the forecast sunny today? Why is it going to rain heavily?"

The rain is about to fall, Sheng Qingyun can not care about finding what Poria cocos, hurry up to find a place to shelter from the rain, a burst of head scurrying, big drops of raindrops have begun to fall, in a panic to see a slanted mountain cliff not far away, don't care about looking for it, Sheng Qingyun hurriedly ran to the bottom of the cliff, ready to hide under the cliff, to avoid this sudden heavy rain.

As soon as he ran to the bottom of the cliff, the heavy rain fell directly from the sky, and Sheng Qingyun was very happy, glanced at the rainstorm outside, and turned his head to look at the bottom of the cliff: this is obviously a section of limestone, there is a stone cave on the rock, and the entrance of the cave is one person high, but only two feet wide, and it looks like a stone crack.

Sheng Qingyun looked around the stone crevice, and saw no traces of snakes and insects crawling, and saw that the heavy rain outside had not stopped, so he took out a flashlight from his backpack, lifted the medicine hoe, and went sideways into the stone crevice.

Turning sideways along the stone crack for about ten meters, it suddenly opened up, under the light of the flashlight, this is a stone room, only twenty square meters.

"Mom!"

With an exclamation, Sheng Qingyun's feet were soft, and he was almost paralyzed, and a figure sat there against the stone wall under the light of the flashlight, silent.

Sheng Qingyun is also a relatively bold person, otherwise he would not dare to wander around the mountains alone, but this time he almost scared his soul away.

Finally relieved his breath, Sheng Qingyun had the courage to shine a flashlight on the figure, and when he looked closely, it was a dead corpse sitting cross-legged, the corpse was not rotting, the skin was close to the bones, and the eyes were closed, which was weird and gave people a sense of peace.

The corpse was scattered around the rotten clothes, most of which had been weathered to ashes, and it was impossible to see what it looked like, and the corpse didn't know how long it had existed, but it seemed to be at least a few hundred years.

Sheng Qingyun, who had already calmed down, approached a little bolder, and muttered to himself in his heart: "Hell, this dry corpse actually makes me feel peaceful, what's the matter?" There was such a dead corpse in the stone cave, but it did not have the slightest sense of darkness, on the contrary, it was a little fresh and quiet.

Sheng Qingyun shone the flashlight next to the dead corpse, there was a swarthy wooden box on the left side of the dead corpse, the wooden box was more than 20 centimeters wide and more than a meter long, it looked simple and unpretentious, but there was an inexplicable sense of heaviness, and I don't know how long it had been stored in this stone cave, but there was no trace of decay, and there was no dust on the surface.

Under the light of the flashlight, rows of dark red words appeared on the dark wooden box, if it were not for the direct light of the flashlight, these dark red words would not be visible at all, and the strange thing is that these words seemed to have penetrated directly into the wood, not written on the surface of the wood.

The text is elegant, the traditional Chinese line, each word has the size of a dime coin, thanks to the blessing of practicing brush words over the years, Sheng Qingyun can easily read these words, only to see the wooden box written: the old man Chixia Danshi, practice for a hundred years, want to tie the Jindan Avenue, helpless foundation is insufficient, difficult to condense the Jindan, then go to the world, want to pick the spirit of the refinement of the outer Dan to make up for it, spend 20 years of work only lack a blind soul grass, go deep into this Nanban, cut the giant python, punish the evil tiger, and finally get a superb soul grass, feel that the sky is not thin, in situ alchemy, in order to achieve the avenue. Forty-nine days of Dan Cheng, serve Dan to condense gold pill, but Dan will become, illusion is born, and finally fall short, but he, Na He! The limit is coming, God and Ming, practice and cultivate the heart, still need to be tempered by red dust, the latecomer is cautious, cautious! The old man is about to return to heaven, the Taoist system is unsustainable, there is no face to see the ancestor, leave the word to show that there is a fate later, this box has my inheritance of things, if you want to pass on the old man's Taoism, you can kowtow in front of the old man, open the wooden box to pass on my Taoism, you can also take the wooden box out, choose one person to pass on, the box has its own old man to leave something to repay the favor!

After reading it, Sheng Qingyun's head was confused, feeling a little illusory and sluggish.

After being stunned for more than ten minutes, Sheng Qingyun came back to his senses: "Is this a pie falling from the sky?" The 'pig's feet' mode is on?" smashed his mouth a few times, "Learn! People die and birds face the sky, and they will not die for thousands of years! It is the cliff that has jumped!"

Settle down, Sheng Qingyun leaned over and picked up the wooden box, turned to the front of the dead corpse, knelt down on his knees in front of the dead corpse, placed the wooden box in front of the dead corpse, bowed down, respectfully kowtowed three times in a row, raised his head and looked at the dead corpse and said: "The disciple is here today to worship the predecessors as teachers, and if he has to pass on the Taoism of his predecessors, he will live up to the grace of the master's preaching, and will carry forward the master's Taoism!"

Sheng Qingyun was sincere in nature, and the sentence 'cultivation and cultivation' on the wooden box made him feel deeply, so he didn't want to cheat and play tricks, so he hugged the wooden box and left, but solemnly bowed to the dead corpse.

After speaking, Sheng Qingyun didn't get up, still kneeling and gently opened the wooden box in front of the dead corpse.

I saw that as soon as the wooden box was opened, the cyan jade pendant in the box suddenly shot out a ray of blue light, which did not enter the eyebrows of the dead corpse, and then the eyes of the dead corpse opened strangely, and two beams of green mangs also shot out from the eyes, radially towards the kneeling Sheng Qingyun, without waiting for Sheng Qingyun to react, the two beams of green mangs had already sunk into his eyes, a burst of soreness, and suddenly burst into tears......