In the nursery school in the mountains behind Qingxuguan, the daily life is as tranquil and light as the floating clouds and soft mist between the peaks, and the time flows like snot on my body, and the carefree childhood is shorter than a sneeze, and I have reached the age of reading and literacy in a blink of an eye.

On this day, Master took me to the study, pointed to a room full of books, and said, "These are books, read them to me, lice-house-books." ”

I parroted: "Lice - house - book." ”

"Okay, you already know how to read, let's read and write," said the master, writing two crooked words on the paper with a pen, and then pointing to me one by one, "Remember, this is your Taoist name, seven-oil-seeking, tearing-me-yi, begging." The road is long, I will go up and down and seek, the meaning is excellent. ”

I repeated the pronunciation as if I didn't understand it, and my eyes swept over the rows of bookshelves that stood silently, where the spiders had laid a web of gossip diagrams, and stacks of books with blue skin and white threads were stacked on the shelves, and the choking dust was pervasive, and even the slightest light through the window holes was inextricably disturbed by them.

"What are so many books for?" I asked.

"Hehe," said Master, "fart." ”

Then Master took me to the lobby and gathered all the senior brothers to get to know me, and after listening to Master's introduction, I was very curious: "Why does everyone have a word in their name?"

The Master said, "You are seeking words. ”

I wondered, "What does that latter word mean?"

Master said, "What is missing in life can be sought in the name, and the way of balance is also." ”

I compared everyone's waist cards and became familiar with their Taoist names one by one: "Qiu Xin, Qiu Sen, Qiu Miao, Qiu Yan, Qiu Jing ......"

There were five more fingerprints on my face in an instant. "Rabbit cub, is Lao Tzu's Taoist name just what you call it?" Qiu Jing's eyes widened angrily.

"For the sake of being able to be tolerant," Master sighed softly and stroked my face, "He is your senior brother, and he doesn't like others to call him by his name, so you just need to keep it in mind." I nodded, only to feel that my face was cool and comfortable, and my fingerprints were gone.

The senior brother's real name is Duan Wei, he is seven feet tall, and he is a talent, no matter which pestle he goes, he is particularly eye-catching. He is a descendant of the royal family of an ancient neighboring country, the earliest entry, extremely high understanding, and has a talent for never forgetting the untaught, although the master has never taught any martial arts, but he does not know where to learn a good swordsmanship, especially good at making a sword with his left hand, the movement is fast, the offensive is fierce, and it is more unstoppable than the urine that was skimmed out after holding it for several hours. The sword he wore came from the hand of Emperor Zewu, a sword-casting master three hundred years ago, called "Renzhi Sword", absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, picking the light of the sun and the moon, quiet can calm the world, and moving is chaotic yin and yang, which is very good.

Several other senior brothers have long been self-aware, and they have found another way to specialize in one skill, and each has its own success: the second senior brother is full of economic wealth, the third senior brother is excellent in cooking, the fourth senior brother is outstanding in arithmetic, and the fifth senior brother is infinitely powerful. In this way, even if you can't get along in the rivers and lakes in the future, you can still teach, stir-fry, manage accounts, or move bricks, and become a useful person to society.

In short, everyone here was convinced that Duan Wei would inherit the mantle of Master sooner or later and become a generation of grandmasters, so they were in awe of him, and waited for the twenty-year "Taste Dao Soup" to establish his name.

Every 20 years, Master gathers his disciples to a sacred and solemn place to sit down and discuss the Tao and select the key training targets according to the qualifications of the audience. The year I joined the school, it was the new session of "Taste the Tao Soup".

For this important moment, the senior brother immersed himself in studying hard for more than half a year, read all the classics in the Qingxu Temple, and asked the second senior brother to write several brilliant manuscripts for him, and recited them until he was familiar with them. Most of the time, I sit alone in the corner, watching the heaven and earth, the stars and the moon, the landscape, the rain and dew, the flowers and trees, the birds, beasts, insects and fish, most of the year, I have learned nothing, and even my name is often written incorrectly, which is undoubtedly the rhythm of the bottom.

On this day, everyone gathered, and the house was filled with fog and strange fragrance. I saw that the master's hair was scattered, his cheeks were crimson, his expression was very intoxicated, and there were words in his mouth: "The fragrant spring gushes out half of the pool, and it is difficult to wash the dust of the world." The sky does not know in the chaotic shell, and the night is dripping with breath and the night is ......"

"Master, how did you bring us to the hot springs these dog days?" the fifth senior brother asked sweatingly.

"Showing your heart, treating each other with sincerity, and understanding your heart with white water, what more can you ask for?" the master popped out a round black mud ball into the air, and the skin and flesh of the white flowers loomed in the steam, "If you are a man, you should wash it often, clean and innocent." ”

Everyone undressed and entered the pool, and as soon as I took off my underwear, the third senior brother suddenly slapped me on my bare chest. I was stunned: "What are you doing?"

"What a big fly!" the third senior brother moved his palm, and couldn't help but be stunned, "Uh, it's a mole." ”

I was born with a mole the size of a soybean right in the middle of my chest. It is slightly raised, round and transparent, with an amber-like color. Everyone gathered around to take a closer look, only to see that there seemed to be a wisp of purple gas hidden in the mole, surging up and down, rushing left and right, suddenly shrinking into a ball, and suddenly transforming into a human face.

"Demonic spirit!" said the senior brother as he pointed at me, "This is the legendary ghost fetus!"

"Wrong," Master's faint voice shattered the mist, like thunder, "This is the legendary ambition, and it is the appearance of one in ten thousand. ”

I breathed a sigh of relief, and everyone showed envious eyes, and the senior brother shrank into the pool stupidly. After a short soak in the hot springs, the event gets to business. The master touched his reddened neck, closed his eyes slightly, and asked leisurely, "What is the Tao?"

The second senior brother blurted out: "The head is the way!"

The master glanced at him: "I didn't ask you to fill in the blanks with idioms, I'm asking, what is the Tao?"

Everyone turned their attention to the senior brother, looking forward to his amazing performance in solving the problem with one move. The senior brother had already become a bamboo in his chest, elegantly wiped the water droplets from his face, and shook his head: "There are clouds in the Tao Te Ching, Tao gives birth to one, one life gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things. All things are negative yin and embrace yang, and they are impulsive and think that they are ......"

This half a year has really not been in vain, and in an instant, the admiring eyes are centered on the senior brother and intertwined into a net above the pool. Senior Brother looked forward to it, cleared his throat, and continued to elaborate:

"Since the Tao begets one, one begets two, and two begets three, then, according to the formula of the general term of the equal difference series, it is not difficult to calculate that the Tao is equal to zero, and zero is the Dao!"

"Master, Master, what's wrong with you? Master, fainted!" everyone was in a hurry.

Master slowly opened his eyes: "It's okay, the room is a little stuffy, Qiu Miao, you open the window." Then, he looked at everyone kindly: "Qiu Jing answered very bravely and insightfully, and he was very comforting to the teacher." So, do you have any other understanding? Don't worry, just say whatever comes to mind. ”

Everyone looked at each other, what was the matter? With such profound knowledge and such strict logic, wasn't the answer we came up with right? Isn't the Tao zero? Or did the Master deliberately test us?

Master shifted his gaze to me, "Please, tell me, what is the Tao?"

I was stunned for a moment—I had a hard time reading the title page of a scripture, and I didn't know what the Tao was? Master, this is a mess. I didn't dare to hurt Master again, so I had to answer honestly, "I don't know." ”

Unexpectedly, the master suddenly perked up, laughed and clapped his hands, and splashed water: "Wonderful!

Everyone exchanged glances, confused, and only listened to the master's eloquent words: "What a 'don't know'!" The Taoist has no roots, no stems, no elephants, no formlessness, and all-encompassing and all-encompassing, so the Tao cannot be named, and the Taoist ancestor Laojun does not know that its name is the strong word of the Tao. Those who 'don't know' don't know what the Tao is, they have their own Tao in their hearts, and only by not knowing can they not know the Tao. I can't imagine that you are so young and have such profound insight. ”

I was completely unprepared for this sudden and mysterious compliment, and the senior brother had already thrown seventy or eighty knives with his eyes. I knew that what I was saying was not at all what Master had interpreted, and that it was not worth offending Senior Brother for this matter, so I was about to explain, when Master immediately threw out a second question: "So, who can tell me what is the most basic requirement for a cultivator?"

Some people answer "self-cultivation", some people answer "no desire, no desire", some people answer "heaven and man are one", and the senior brother answers "yin and yang blend". The master didn't say anything about it, and then asked me, "What do you think?" >