It is said that eight years ago, a sloppy Taoist came to the Zhao family in Hanyang, wearing a long shirt that was tattered, with holes and strips, oil-stained twists, stepping on a pair of trailers, and his toes were dark and covered with cement.

Along the way, I still kept chanting in my mouth: "Seek immortals, seek immortals, and a person will ascend to heaven with a chicken dog." Ask, ask, who in the world knows .......".

There is a hundred-year-old persimmon tree in the middle of the alley where the Zhao family lives, and the body of the tree is thick and needs two people to hug it.

At the beginning, the neighbors came to ask two sentences out of curiosity, roughly "where is the fairy town, where is the dojo?", etc., the Taoist closed his eyes and did not answer at this time, and he was forced to turn over and over again a few sentences: "The world only says that the gods are good, how can they be free and lonely, and others only say that they are good for immortality, but they forget all the seven emotions and six desires." Everyone doesn't know what to do. However, some women who were interested in it also secretly asked the Taoist for divination, but they were all sternly rejected by the Taoist in the name that the heavenly secret could not be revealed.

After a long time, the patience of the neighbors was lost, and no one paid attention to him. Later, there were only some elderly well-wishers left, and occasionally gave him some food and drink, and when it rained on a cloudy day, some kind-hearted people put a piece of oilcloth on the branch of the tree, all for the purpose of keeping out the rain. The Taoist knew that people were kind, but he didn't thank him for his gratitude, at most he shook his head and sent a few words of nonsense. Then there was a group of half-grown children frolicking around the old road, and then everyone got used to it.

The man was not interested in adults, but he was very patient with these children, and even if he was a little naughty and excessive, he did not care much.

In the summer, Dumb and other playmates enjoy the shade under the persimmon tree very much, and the old way has some stories, which amuses the children all day long. Although it was nothing more than "Once upon a time there was a mountain, and two gods came", but those children listened with relish. Dumb is even more attentive, always the last to leave, the first to arrive.

Don't forget to bring some eggs, melons and fruits, etc., and ask questions about the east and west, it seems that you can't finish asking. This old man seems to be waiting to see him more, not to mention that he will answer any questions, and he will never tire of it. A half moon has passed, and the story of the old way has been told, and the children have dispersed. Only Dumb still remembers and entangles those plots.

At dusk on this day, the Dao man saw that Dumb was still unsatisfied, and he couldn't help but say in amazement: "Dumb! Do you know how many hardships there are along the way to this cultivation? It's not just that he can endure loneliness." Dumb's eyes were clear, but his mind was still unopened, and he asked childishly: "Dao Chief, listening to what you say is like the truth, have you really seen it?" "Hehe! Some things are believed and some are not, and you will understand them when you see them with your own eyes one day." "Then why did my parents tell me not to believe it?" The old Taoist heard this and pondered for a long time, and secretly resolved to say gently: "Taoism emphasizes the unity of heaven and man, and it is true that this day is the one before and after the others, but it can also be the unity of man and heaven." Everything in this world has a mystery, I came here to see you have a mystery, their Buddhism talks about fate, cause and effect, that is also a mystery, you and I have exhausted the fate This is also a mystery, maybe we will meet again in the future, then it depends on you and my creation. Eight years later, if you are still convinced of asking for immortals, come to Zixia Temple in Benlei Mountain, and you will have an opportunity waiting for you. Now that you are still young, there are some truths that you cannot understand unless you have experienced it yourself, so let's talk about it today." Dumb was anxious when he heard this: "Dao Chief, this is going to Mo, there are too many things I don't understand......

The man was resolute: "You and I are not masters and apprentices, and I have nothing to teach you. Go home, your parents are right, don't come with me." After speaking, the man got up and strode forward with a few dusty strokes. Dumb reluctantly rushed forward to pull the corner of the Daoist's clothes, but saw the figure of the Taoist flickering, stepping out in an incredible direction under his feet, and he was instantly separated by a zhang, and he didn't grasp a piece of dust on his hands. In such a flash, Dumb involuntarily fell to the ground, his nose was choked on the ground, and a line of blood flowed down for a long time, and he immediately cried sadly.

Seeing Dumb being so stupid and aggrieved, the man sighed lightly, turned back, pointed at his Yin Tang, wiped away his tears and snot, and said with a wry smile: "Okay! Okay! I don't know how much more painful it will be in the future." This is a piece of bronze talisman, you hide it close to the body and mind, don't let people see it. After a long time, it will naturally be of great benefit to you, and it will not be in vain for you and me to meet each other. Go home and don't worry your parents. After that, seeing that Dumb was still ignorant, the Taoist couldn't bear it, so he flicked the top of his head a few times, turned around and floated away. When Dumb was shocked, the man was already at the entrance of the alley, and he only turned around and disappeared. The end is a dragon, and the head is not seen.

Fortunately, at this time, the dusk is over, and only the afterglow of the sunset remains, and it is difficult for passers-by to see it realistically. Dumb stopped in pain, holding the copper talisman in his hand, a piece of sweat in his palm had been soaked in the copper talisman, and a trace of light flashed between the mysterious runes, he naturally didn't know, a cool and slow flow, a clear mind was clear, and in the dog days, Dumb couldn't help but shiver..........

Eight years later, on this night, Dumb was lying in the guest room of Zixiaguan, holding this bronze talisman in his hand. Since the man got it, the summer of the year has not been so difficult. In the sultry weather every afternoon, I can always feel that trace of clarity in my mind, and since then I rarely get sleepy and my spirit is sensitive to ordinary people. When I read a book, my brain is like a cold mountain spring, and the mountain spring flows again, and the words I have read are imprinted in my mind for a long time. When this talisman is placed intimately, the perception of the surroundings is also more and more keen, and the car and horse pass by, and Dumb can always perceive the person who travels first. A year later, the falling leaves and flying flowers seem to have a sound, and the things around me don't need to look at them and guard themselves, as if they have eyes behind them. When outsiders look at him in a daze, he is either feeling the sound of cats and dogs' footsteps, or imagining the trajectory of falling leaves.

At this moment, thirty feet away from the window, a nightingale was singing freely on the branch, the two kneeling teenagers in the patio were already soft to the ground, and the two Taoists in the porter walked lightly, put the two brothers and sisters on their shoulders and carried them into the room to lie upright. The paralysis after kneeling made the legs of the two people unconscious, and the two Taoists each used their exercises to tap a few acupoints to relax their muscles and invigorate their blood. The dumb lying on the bed seemed to be aware of all this. This time, how can Dumb still be able to sleep, and finally come to the beginning of the day, Dumb no longer has a trace of tiredness. But he didn't know that the aura in this deep mountain was several times richer than that of the town, and his bronze talisman was absorbing itself happily, and the rune poured into the dantian in Dumb's body like a spring. With so much mountain aura, how can he, a young man with no foundation, guide him, and naturally feel that his spirit is surging a hundred times.

He walked out of the guest room lightly, covered the door, and trotted to the courtyard, feeling that the air was warm and fresh, and the bones were comfortable. Along the stone steps outside the main hall, Dumb jumped back and forth a few times, feeling that his body was much lighter, and the true qi that was drumming all over his body also had a place to go. I couldn't help but take out the bronze talisman and take a closer look: this bronze talisman is the size of a year's money, both sides are covered with esoteric runes, the outer circle is square inside, and there is a finger-sized handle above, less than three points thick, the whole body is dark green and yellow, simple and abnormal. Over the years, I searched through the group books just to find similar fonts, hoping to unravel the meaning of the runes, but after a few years, I couldn't find a way. "If you have the chance, you still have to try to understand the full translation," Dumb said in the palm of his hand.

Feeling someone approaching from afar, Dumb hurriedly put away the bronze talisman and turned around to look. Lord Zhu Guan was walking out of the matching hall, and the doorman at the mountain gate also started a day's cleaning. When the viewer saw Dumb standing alone in front of the hall, he couldn't help but feel a stir in his heart: young people are greedy for sleep and rarely get up early, and this master is very rare. There was still a breeze on his face, and he smiled kindly and came to Dumb. Dumb hurriedly bowed down and said, "Morning to the Lord!"

The shopkeeper Zhao woke up and saw that his son was gone, so he quickly got up and walked into the courtyard, seeing that his son was talking to the master, and his heart was a little settled. "Immortal is early!" "Zhao Daoyou, it's Ling Lang early today, but he can't sleep on the hard bed in the cold house?" said the viewer with a smile.

"Where, I slept quite soundly last night, the air in this mountain is really refreshing, and the world's masters are also very blessed. "Hey-Shopkeeper Zhao is laughing, how can he be a master in the world. It's Ling Lang, I don't see young and sleepy, it's very rare. "Oh! that's strange, not at home. Could it be because he entered the fairy mountain and was stained with immortal energy?" Dumb followed his father and greeted the master, then went back to the room to wash, had breakfast, and came to the main hall to talk. Needless to say, the guest and the host had another greeting.

After that, according to the rules of the view, the dumb literacy and hyphenation were studied, and since several elders had a number in their hearts, this scene was only left to follow step by step. At the moment, Na Dumb is a registered disciple and studied under the deacon Wang Daochang. After the two parties met for a month, the shopkeeper Zhao could come to visit Guanzhong. This is the case every month in the future, which is also a special case. During this period, if Dumb goes down the mountain, he will give up, and he will not be held accountable in the view. If you don't violate the rules of Guanzhong within three years, the sect will officially accept you as a disciple at that time, register and make a book, and issue the seal of the sect and the jade talisman.

Dumb knew at this time: this door is called Xianjian Sect, since the establishment of the sect, it has lasted more than 1,000 years, in addition to the Taiqing Palace in Hanyang City, there are outer halls in all states and counties of the Southern Yuan Dynasty.

This Zixia Palace is the first peak of the twelve peaks of the main altar, and it becomes more and more majestic with the mountain upward, and it is the palace gate is heavy, and finally it is the Feilai Pavilion Jindan Cave where the main altar dojo is located. Among them, the ninth peak, Qinglian Peak, is the place where the female disciples in the sect cultivate.

According to the rules, the disciples of this sect should first be recruited by the outer hall according to the annual share, and the disciples with excellent qualifications can only be sent to the twelve peaks of the main altar after three years of experience in the outer hall. A disciple like Dumb who is directly named at the main altar, according to Zhu Zhenren, the master of the view: except for Hanyang City, which has the power of the host at the foot of Benlei Mountain, it is definitely an exception among the exceptions. Every year, there are many people who go to the main altar to apprentice without knowing it, and there are also people with excellent qualifications, but there should be no one who can stay. Like the two brothers and sisters yesterday, Nian has decided to settle in the nearby Taoist Middle School in the outer hall. In a word, those who can keep the general altar, even if it is a registered disciple, are one out of ten thousand.

Hey, if I hadn't heard it inadvertently last night, I would have thought I was a genius in the clouds, and Dumb stood on the hall and said to himself. But listening to what the Lord said, there are less than 100 disciples in this sect, all of whom are cultivating in the Feilai Pavilion, and less than 40 people can enter the Jindan Cave to cultivate. Dumb couldn't help kicking in his heart at the moment, and he didn't know when he would be able to go to Feilai Pavilion.

Next, the door rules were strict, and they were preached one by one, and it took two hours for a small entrance ceremony. It was almost noon before the ceremony was completed, and the shopkeeper Zhao saw that it was not early, and he couldn't rush back to Hanyang if he didn't go on the road until late, so he went down the mountain with a thousand instructions.

At this time, Dumb was dazed by the entrance ceremony, and his father's words were also very little. At this moment, he has changed into a Tsing Yi Taoist robe, and he has a bun on his head, dressed as a Taoist. When they were separated, they also felt sad when they saw their father's back, after all, they didn't see their relatives for a month when they left home for the first time, and although they were not afraid in their hearts, they were actually more ignorant.

Turning back to the mountain gate, the deacon assigns matters, gets up every morning to clean the courtyard, goes up the mountain to fetch water and chops wood in the morning while the weather is cool, and has two classes from afternoon to evening, studying the Tao and practicing separately. The deacon Wang Zhenren handed Dumb five volumes of internal exercises, which were quite heavy. Teach Dumb to read as soon as possible, and if he encounters any problems, he will be tutored in the evening class. So far, I didn't say much, and I went.

For the rest of the day, Dumb returned to his previous state of being stupid and stupid, and the sorrow of the separation of relatives and the loneliness of a strange place came to his heart, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet. It wasn't until after dinner that the trance-like spirit was restrained, and his eyes began to gradually become a little brighter.

At the time of the evening class, a quiet room was only a square square circle, five volumes of mental methods, and a three-foot long candle, at this moment Dumb returned to reality, and his heart was stunned: Is this the path of cultivation?

Turning the first chapter of the first volume of "The First Cloud Decision", the preface says: "Heaven and earth are vast, and people are unconscious, and they are called the lord of all spirits in vain." Don't you know that there are hundreds of millions of people and thousands of years of ancestors. The sun and the moon are everywhere, and people are unconscious, so how can they be used by me. The spirits of heaven and earth converge, but people are unconscious, how can we talk about the unity of heaven and man.........". Hurriedly read it, the opening of the heart method records the way to breathe and breathe all the way, as well as the method of collecting the aura of the heaven, earth, sun and moon, the first level is to gather the aura to form an induction, the intention is to keep the dantian for storage, pour the meridians for guidance, and pass the veins for smoothness.

Looking at it, Dumb couldn't help but move in his heart, a trace of air flow in the dantian slowly penetrated into all parts of the meridians, and for a while the body was indescribably strange, the air flow penetrated straight to the fingertips, the soles of the feet, and then retrograde to the top of the head Parkway, making people itchy along the way, but then it was extremely comfortable. I just tried to stop, and before I knew it, the time had passed. Dumb was so addicted that he hurriedly opened the second volume, and sure enough, it recorded another set of exercise routes, and the same was true for volumes three to five.

Gradually, I understood that the original set of introductory mental methods of "Chuyun Decision" just allows beginners to collect aura, guide and open up the five main veins of the body, spit out the old and absorb the new, and run as expected. Until the dawn of the day, Dumb actually finished reading the entire set of "First Cloud Decision", and the aura transformation airflow ran smoothly in Dumb's body for five weeks. This opportunity has made many people in the world red-eyed and hot, but this master feels that it should be taken for granted.