This is a Taoist temple that looks like it will collapse at any time, the roof of the main hall is overgrown with wild grass, the mountain gate and courtyard wall, and some side rooms, the hall has long since collapsed, and the whole Taoist temple looks like a pile of broken bricks and rubble from the air. It is not difficult to see from the structure that the Tianhuang Temple was originally a standard square courtyard, which is divided into two courtyards, the east courtyard worships the god of heaven and desolation, the west courtyard worships the three Qings, the east and west 30 zhang, the north and south 25 zhang, the main hall has three rooms, the left side hall has six rooms, the right side hall has three rooms, the east and west wing rooms have four rooms each, and now most of them only have the foundation left. The only thing that can be used is the Aragami Temple and two side halls, one has been converted into a kitchen, and the other is inhabited by the master and apprentice.

After eating the brown rice, the little Taoist priest sat down next to the sloppy old Taoist. The two of them are masters and apprentices, but the master doesn't teach anything, and the little Taoist priest doesn't have any brothers to teach him Taoist lessons, because there are not many brothers in their memories, and they all fled one after another, and the last one to leave was the senior brother, who stole the structural map of the Heavenly Desolate View and went to the Xingzhu Academy.

"I met Senior Brother today," said the little Taoist priest, looking at the sea that had begun to darken in the distance

"Oh, he's okay," the scruffy old man asked drunkenly

"It's good, the almsgiving spring he presided over today looks pretty good," the little Taoist priest said thinking about the middle-aged Taoist he met today

"That's good," said the sloppy old man, and then lay down and began to drink again

"Senior Brother said that if we are willing to give up the 'Back Stone' to the Xingzhu Academy, he promises to send a Taoist temple ten times larger than that day of the Desolate Temple for us to practice," the young Taoist priest said in a low voice

"What's the use of giving them the 'back stone', don't we both watch the sea and chat here every day, what's magical. The sloppy old man said with a smile

"To the void and keep quiet. All things work together, and I look at it. All things return to their roots. In the final analysis, it is said to be quiet, it is said to be reborn, and it is said to be normal when it is restored, and it is clear to know what is always said. I don't know what is usual, and I act in vain. Knowing the usual appearance, tolerance is the public, the public is the whole, the whole is the sky, the sky is the way, the road is long, and the body is not destroyed......" The sloppy old man said to himself while drinking

"Master, why don't we go down the mountain," the little Taoist priest then whispered

"You go, you go. If you are frightened, you will be in great trouble. What does it mean to be spoiled? If you are shocked to gain, if you are shocked, if you are shocked, you are shocked when you lose it. What is your great affliction? Therefore, I have a great patient, because I have a body, and if I have no body, what is my trouble? Therefore, you think that you are the world, if you can send the world. Love is the world, if you can support the world......

The sloppy old man was silent for a moment, got up and sang the sermon while drinking wine, and walked towards the sleeping hall with one foot deep and one foot shallow. I saw that he had not taken a few steps before he fell down on the boulder and fell asleep, snoring like thunder and snoring with wine.

The little Taoist priest was not surprised by the situation in front of him, walked back to the side hall, took the bed and covered it with the sloppy old Taoist. I sat alone in front of the boulder and looked at the sea reflecting the starry light in a daze.

The little Taoist priest did not return to the side hall to rest, and meditated cross-legged on his knees not far from the sloppy old road all night. In the early morning, the sun slowly rose from the sea, dyeing the whole sea red, and the young man had already woken up at this time, and sat on the boulder to absorb the purple qi according to the breathing and breathing method taught by the senior brothers when he was the first to enter the country. After exhaling for about an hour, he only felt that the hot air was flowing from the heavenly spirit into the body and wandering in the veins of the whole body, and a little Taoist priest got up and opened his eyes.

The little Taoist priest looked at the master who was still sleeping not far away, and walked quickly into the matching hall to clean up and prepare breakfast. Breakfast was a bowl of wild vegetables and two bowls of brown rice porridge, and the sloppy old man burped a wine, snorted and drank his bowl of porridge, got up and walked into the main hall. The little Taoist priest hurriedly finished drinking the porridge and followed.

The main hall is about two feet high, and people will feel very empty when they walk into it, and spontaneously produce a sense of awe. The temple is dedicated to a stone sculpture of Aragami with only a straw skirt on his body. Aragami is a standing standing, staring at each other, holding a stone pestle in one hand and a dragon head in the other, unlike other gods worshipped in Taoist temples.

The sloppy old man wiped his hands on his dirty robe, and with a serious expression, he picked up three sticks of incense from the stone table in front of Aragami and respectfully inserted them into a stone basin.

"Kneel, kowtow, kowtow, kowtow three times," said the sloppy old Taoist as he bowed to the Aragami with the little Taoist. After the salute, the sloppy old Taoist did not ask the little Taoist priest to buy rice or pick wild vegetables as usual, but called the little Taoist priest to his side, took out a dusty cloth bag from his arms and handed it to the little Taoist priest.

"Rusi, there is nothing for the teacher to give you, in that cloth bag is a copy of the "Great Wilderness Sutra" inherited by the masters of the past generations, you can go down the mountain from today. From now on, you are no longer a disciple of Tianhuangguan, when you were a teacher, I met you in the middle of the night, and you will be surnamed Ye Hao in the future, called Ye Rusi. This "Great Wilderness Sutra" is not a great inheritance, but there are some ways to practice physique, if you like it, practice more, if you don't like it, you should give you a souvenir for the teacher, and when you think of the desolate view, you will practice the Great Wilderness Boxing" said with a sloppy old man

"Master, I'm not leaving" The little Taoist priest was already crying into tears at this time, kneeling on the ground and holding the sloppy old Taoist leg and not letting go.

"After leaving, leave Lingshan Island far away, remember not to come back, and don't tell people that you are the heir of the Heavenly Desolation View," the sloppy old Taoist said absolutely

"I won't leave, I won't die, whoever will give you wine and cook for you when I leave" said the little Taoist priest who sat on the ground and cried

"Let's go, the time has come...... Time to go. Man is weak in life, but strong in death. The life of plants and trees is also brittle, and its death is withered. Therefore, the strong are dead, and the weak are alive......" The sloppy old man muttered the sermon while waving his sleeves, only to see a gust of wind rising in the hall, and in a blink of an eye, the little Taoist priest had disappeared.

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When the little Taoist priest woke up, he found himself in a place called the Heavenly God Grassland, and asked all the people, no one knew the boundless sea, let alone Youjing Mountain. The little Taoist priest cried into tears, he knew that he would probably never return to the endless sea in his lifetime, never go up to Youjing Mountain again, and never see Master again.

The little Taoist priest wandered around the Heavenly God Grassland, and gradually the little Taoist priest became a sturdy and sturdy young man. He exhales the energy of heaven and earth every day when the sun rises, and cultivates the Great Wilderness Fist in his spare time. Ten years later, the little Taoist priest of the year broke into a famous name in the Tianshen Grassland, and everyone knew that there was a chivalrous young hero named Ye Rusi. But more people like to call him 'Deadly Xiao Si', because he will kill the thief as soon as he makes a move, and if he encounters an opponent who is stronger than himself, he dares to die with the other party.

Later, by chance, he rescued a blue-tailed spirit fox named Qingyun, and one person and one fox roamed together in the Tianshen Grassland. Ten years later, the little Taoist priest of the year, the desperate Xiao Si entered the realm of the gods and became a famous powerhouse in the heavenly god grassland.

After another three hundred years, Yerusi became the legendary god of the Celestial Grassland, but no one saw him again. Some people say that he has long been seated, and others say that he found a way to another world on the top of Yunling and went to another world with the fox fairy.