Chapter 07: Warmth

Zhao Yi didn't understand why people in this world like to say goodbye without saying goodbye, his brother Zhao Ren is like this, and his master is like this! Shouldn't it be the Yangguan Ancient Road and the Ancient Pavilion singing late? Shouldn't it be goodbye to the last sentence, "The water of the Tianhe River is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as the apprentice to send me love"?

There was a letter, a jade pendant and two books on the table in Qingyuan's room, I knew that the master would leave after all, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly and so suddenly. When my brother Zhao Ren left, he first came to this world and knew that he would come back soon, and he didn't feel it so deeply. It's just that the master is gone, far away from the sea, and the day we meet again, I am afraid that it will be far away.

Zhao Yi picked up the letter on the table, carefully tore it open, unfolded the envelope, and wrote: "Wuzhen apprentice, you have been quite diligent during this time, and the progress is also gratifying...... The overseas sect is about to compete, and the teacher needs to rush back to the sect to contribute...... I have taken you as a disciple, and I am sorry that I cannot teach you every day and solve your doubts...... Understanding, qualifications, diligence, there are very few people who can match you, and you can rest assured that you are a teacher...... After thinking about it for a while, I will copy one copy of the last three layers of the Qingqi Index for the teacher, and leave a copy of the cultivation experience for the teacher for you...... The jade pendant is a token of the sect, and it must be kept well, and the last page of the teacher's cultivation experience is accompanied by a map of the sect...... The road of cultivation is long and long, and it is difficult and dangerous, so don't be proud and slack...... I wish you a teacher in the sect for you, and I wish it. Qingyuan stays. ”

The whole letter is full of praise, encouragement, anticipation and blessings. Thinking of Master's selfless teaching during this period of time, thinking of Master's earnest concern, especially Master's determination to leave the last three layers of the Qingqi Index Mind Method. Zhao Yi felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart, and he was moved. Not to mention anything else, the last three layers of this Qi Training, Qing Yuan said at the beginning that he needed to go back to the sect to learn after apprenticeship. Zhao Yi can imagine that as a sect's major secret canon, how can he be tested by the sect before he can be taught, and now that the master teaches himself, he will inevitably be punished by the sect, thinking of this, Zhao Yi has burst into tears.

Zhao Yi carefully put away the items on the table, wiped his tears, and had already made up his mind to go to the sect in the future and never let down his master's kindness. Of course, the people who are gone are nostalgic, and the ones around them should be well guarded and cherished, otherwise when the people around them leave again, there will only be nostalgia. In the previous life, in order to save himself, his parents both died in a car accident, otherwise he would love himself like his parents in this life, thinking of this, the figures of his parents Ye Wushuang and Zhao Wuregret in this life became taller and taller in his mind, but what were his parents doing at this time? Zhao Yi walked out of the guest room where Qingyuan lived and walked towards his mother Ye Wushuang's room.

Walking at the door, Zhao Yi found that his mother was holding a wood carving, watching quietly, but the sadness on his face could not be removed, Zhao Yi knew that his mother was thinking of his brother Zhao Ren. It's just that my brother, who was supposed to come back in a year, has now been three years later, and there has been no news for a long time since I wrote a letter half a year ago, and my mother is starting to worry. Zhao Yi saw next to his mother again, a cotton coat and a tiger head hat had been made, which were made for himself. Zhao Yi took advantage of his mother's lack of seeing it, and retreated silently, and suddenly he wanted to do something for his parents.

Both parents are over forty years old, although in the eyes of everyone their father is still a mighty prince, the lord of a city, and his mother is still a beautiful and noble princess. Zhao Yi knew that his parents were no longer young, whether it was as the prince and princess, or the wife of the city lord and city lord, they would inevitably socialize one after another. Maybe it's not just the mother who worries about her son, but the father is the same! Zhao Yi remembered that when his father played with him yesterday, he also found that his father had several gray hairs on his head.

The disease charm can only be used to treat hidden diseases of the body, and it does not have much effect on strengthening the body, and it is only a symptom for parents who need to be busy with socializing. The Yijin Sutra is suitable, and now it can be transferred to his parents in the name of the master, so Zhao Yi found two blank pieces of paper and prepared to transcribe the Yijin Sutra.

In the evening, Zhao Yi handed over the two copies of the transcribed Yijin Sutra to his parents, and learned that it was passed on by Zhao Yi's master Qingyuan Zhenren, and his parents were very happy, but Zhao Wuregret suddenly said: "Yi'er, this is your master's immortal method, it has no impact on your master and apprentice, right?" Of course Zhao Yi knows the preciousness of the Yijin Sutra, but this is his own thing, it doesn't matter how many people he teaches it, even if it is a secret book of the master, as long as it is useful to his parents, he will not hesitate to teach it, as for what the consequences are, Zhao Yi will not think so much. So he hurriedly comforted him: "Father, mother, Master said that this is a practice to strengthen the body, not a secret tradition, you can practice it with confidence." Hearing this, Zhao Wuregret and Ye Wushuang were relieved.

Zhao Wuregret and Ye Wushuang were about to go back to the room to rest, when they suddenly heard Zhao Yi say, "Father, mother will wait for me for a while." I saw Zhao Yi running out. Zhao Wuregret was puzzled, and looked at Ye Wushuang, who was also puzzled, for a moment, so he had to sit down, and casually picked up the Yijin Sutra that he had just collected to check the tea, Zhao Wuregret and the two were not anxious, and waited patiently, wanting to see what Zhao Yi would do. At this time, he heard footsteps outside the door, and Fang looked up.

I saw Zhao Yi walking slowly with a wooden basin, and there were still pot ashes on his forehead that had not been wiped off. "Mother, wash your feet. Looking at her son who was looking forward to it, Ye Wushuang felt a little choked for a while, and before she could speak, Zhao Yi put the wooden basin filled with half a basin of water in front of his mother, and then carefully took off her shoes, washed them gently, and asked while washing: "Mother, are you comfortable?" "Comfortable, comfortable, this is the most comfortable foot I have washed in so many years." Ye Wushuang touched Zhao Yi's head dotingly, but his heart was indescribably moved. Zhao Yi looked at his father, who was equally moved but mixed with envy, and went to fetch a basin of water to wash Zhao Wuregret.

Zhao Yi suddenly had such a few lines of poetry in his mind: "The line in the hand of the loving mother, the robe of the wanderer, the dense sewing before leaving, I am afraid that I will return late, who says that he has a grass heart, and he will be rewarded with three Chunhui." "In the past life and this life, the parents have given themselves a lot, but in the previous life, they were unable to repay their parents, in this life, if you have the conditions and opportunities, you can repay your parents well, so let yourself start from today's foot washing!

Zhao Yi finished cleaning up, knowing that his parents must have a lot of whispers to say, so he resolutely returned to his room. I picked up Master's cultivation experience and looked at it. In order to make Zhao Yi understand, Qingyuan recorded it in great detail, where would there be a bottleneck, what things need to be prepared, how to understand, etc., all of which were described, combined with Qingyuan's experience, Zhao Yi could save at least half of the time. Some overseas forces are also explained later, and finally there is a map of going to overseas sects. Zhao Yi browsed through the last three layers of the Qingqi Index again, remembered it in his mind, and knew that it was still far from this realm, so he put it away.

What can a three-year-old child do? Reading and literacy can only be regarded as early wisdom, and after a while, everyone accepted it, and they can practice martial arts and draw talismans, because there is a fairy-like master, and everyone in Zhao Wangfu is not surprised. Zhao Yi can finally practice in the courtyard openly. So there was such a strange picture in the Zhao Palace, a milky child commanded two adults to pose in twelve different poses, while shouting: "Inhale....exhale....inhale... Exhale ......"

Maybe it was because he felt his son's filial piety and kindness, or maybe it was because he knew the preciousness of the immortal law, Zhao Wuregret and his wife practiced very carefully. With my son's explanation, I feel that I have practiced the Yijin Sutra several times a day, and my whole body is much more comfortable. Only they know that when they bathed in the past two days, they rubbed off a lot of black things, and they were embarrassed to let the maid serve them again. As soon as he finished practicing, Ye Wushuang pulled Zhao Wuregret to take a bath. Zhao Yi could still see the blush left on his mother's face because of embarrassment, and looked at his parents who were far away, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The paper talismans that Zhao Yi bought, a total of ten, five invisibility talismans, and five sickness talismans. The sickness talisman was used by her mother, but she made one herself, but it was an invisibility talisman. There are six invisibility talismans left, four amulets to go to the disease, and after discussing with the parents, they will send one invisibility talisman and one amulet to the grandfather, grandfather, and uncle's family.

The grandfather, who is an elder of the imperial family, and the uncle, who is the emperor, cannot leave the imperial city at will. When Zhao Yi was born, they also gave very rich gifts, and urged Zhao Yi to go to the imperial city to meet them many times. But on the one hand, Zhao Yi was even more reluctant to leave his parents, and on the other hand, Zhao Wuregret's five-year city lord assessment was about to arrive, so he had not been able to make the trip. This has to be said to be the helplessness of being born in the royal family.

Seeing that there were only three invisibility talismans left and one amulet, Zhao Yi decided to make some more, only to return to the room and find that there was not enough talisman paper for talisman making. I didn't feel it when I practiced, because the materials were all provided by the master. After the housekeeper went to the city to search, he found that there was no rune paper suitable for making talismans. Zhao Yi patted his head: "This talisman requires special paper, and it needs to be specially made by the craftsman." ”