Chapter 12: It Should Be Him (Part II)
Qianyuan Hall is located at the entrance of the exorcism fairy view, its interior is brighter than the outside, only the golden light in the road, the star is glowing, the bell jade, the gold nuggets and gravel, scattered all over the ground, the relief decoration is countless, a steel cast Zhu door, I see two big mahogany pillars carved with the oriental dragon, the dragon head on the pillar is high in the sky, there is a tendency to soar to the sky, make people daunted.
In the middle of the lobby, there is a statue of the big day, the Buddha's hand is half raised, the Buddha's light shines, shining, the Buddha statue is carved on both sides of the eighteen Arhats, all of them are majestic, the spirit is strong, or the bowl is angry, or the elephant is dignified, or the crane is leisurely, or the long eyebrows are closed, all the statues are lifelike, vivid, all are made of pure gold, priceless.
Although there are countless carvings on display in the lobby, it makes people not feel narrow at all, the whole lobby is several feet high, the floor is smooth and bright, the wall is wide, just like the place where the emperor discusses politics, it is more than enough to accommodate hundreds of people, as soon as he steps into the lobby, Tianxing will be shocked by its vastness and magnificence, and he is at a loss for what to do, only to follow Uncle Long in a daze.
After a while, he saw a tall and fat monk coming towards him, he was burly, with bright eyes and bright teeth, wearing a golden robe, holding a string of Buddhist beads, the Buddha beads rotated methodically between his fingers, in stark contrast to his tight face, so that people looked solemn, after bowing, he laughed loudly: "I don't know what is the important matter that the head of the family is in a hurry to call us today?" ”
Hearing this, Uncle Long patted him on the shoulder with his right hand, pointed at Tianxing with his left hand, and said: "Pudu, in fact, it's not a big deal, I brought this person today, I want him to learn some skills from your three factions, I don't know who of you here is willing to accept him as an apprentice?" He said and glanced at the crowd.
Listening to Uncle Long's words, the monk named Pudu stepped forward and looked at Tianxing carefully. Seeing that this monk's pace was steady, Tianxing secretly said in his heart: "This person looks so serious, he must be strict with his apprentices. ”
After thinking about it, Tianxing didn't speak, let him touch it carefully, Pudu saw that although Tianxing was honest and sincere, he was like a piece of wood, his talent was dull, his hands and feet were ineffective, not like a piece of material to learn exorcism, and his evaluation of him in his heart couldn't help but decrease a few points.
Looking at it again, seeing that his old injuries had just healed, his body was very weak, giving people a sense of depression, Pudu was even more reluctant to accept the disciples of the heavens, and he did not want to have more waste under the door, so he smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "This person is strong and strong, naturally a good material, but it is a pity that my Red Sea Buddhism Ding Xingwang has no intention of recruiting apprentices, but Qingyun and the White Lotus two factions may intend to recruit them, so I will not fight with them." ”
In fact, Qingyun, the head of the White Lotus Second Sect, also saw Tianxing clearly, and knew that he was not suitable for learning exorcism at all. Although he didn't want to accept it, he didn't dare to explain it because of the order of the head, so he had nothing to say for a while, so he only laughed vigorously.
When Uncle Long saw this, he thought in his heart: "They are also impetuous, they only look at people from the outside, but they don't know that this kid is gold-clad with loess, and his future is immeasurable!" I couldn't help laughing, and said hurriedly: "Ma Zhenren, I see that you Qingyun Baoguo has always been incompetent, why don't you give it to you with this kid, how about Wangwang your people?" ”
When Pudu heard this, he secretly laughed, but said vigorously: "Wonderful, wonderful." But Ma Zhenren hurriedly shook his head and said: "I think it's better to leave it to ......" Before he finished speaking, he saw Uncle Long's face suddenly tense, leaned into Ma Zhenren's ear, and said softly: "Don't forget the task handed over by Master Qingyun, you see that for so many years, we have not been able to fulfill his last wish, and now that guy will be resurrected, the situation is not optimistic, the so-called one more person has one more chance, and the matter of accepting disciples, do you say there is a reason to shirk?" ”
"But, but ......" Ma Zhenren wanted to talk again, but when he heard Uncle Long speak so seriously, he didn't feel good about it, so he had to smile bitterly and nodded, which was a response, but he thought so in his heart: "Alas, it's all my fault for being an incompetent person in Qingyun." Thinking of this, he glanced at Tianxing, and saw that he was also looking at himself, so he couldn't help but shake his head and said secretly: "This guy is quite sturdy, but he is so ill-informed, even if I accept him as an apprentice and teach him spells, he is just an ordinary person." "I was full of sorrow, and I couldn't help but think about it alone.
Ma Zhenren is the head of Qingyun Baoguo, he is short and fat, with very little hair, wearing a light purple robe, and walking staggeringly, just like a man who cultivates the land. Although he treats people very strictly, he seems to be unapproachable, but he has a kind and enthusiastic heart, whenever a disciple does not understand, he will patiently teach, if the disciple does something bad, he will not show mercy.
Qingyun Baoguo was the strongest of the three factions before the Great War, and wherever the lightning five swords went, the demons turned into ashes, but after the flood, due to the lack of talents and the loss of swordsmanship, Qingyun Baoguo became weaker and weaker, and there were fewer and fewer people, and now, it has become the weakest branch of the three factions of exorcism.
Therefore, the disciples of Qingyun Baoguo did not get the respect of the disciples of other factions at all, and even Ma Zhenren was ridiculed and ridiculed by nobodies of other factions from time to time, however, Ma Zhenren was not angry, he turned a blind eye, and only thought about how to rebuild the prestige of the Qingyun family.
After everyone dispersed, Ma Zhenren took Tianxing to the backyard, the backyard is not as brilliant as Qianyuantang, the red carpet is paved, only a row of bluestone brick roads, it is very quiet, every time there is a breeze, it blows the bamboo forest sand swaying in the courtyard, and there is a sense of poetry and painting.
After glancing at Tianxing, Ma Zhenren took off his hat and handed it to the two entourages behind him, and then asked indifferently, "What's your name?" After the two attendants behind him took the hats, they immediately stood upright like soldiers, without the slightest superfluous movements, which made people look serious.
Tianxing listened to Ma Zhenren's question, and saw that the two entourages were so upright, so he hurriedly bowed and said softly: "Back to Master, the disciple's name is Yi Tianxing!" Between the words, I was very nervous, for fear that the etiquette would be inappropriate and anger the teacher.
"Wing Tianxing, well, remember." Ma Zhenren nodded, and then muttered a few words in the ear of the entourage on the left, just finished speaking, the entourage made a small series and went to do things, and after a while, only to hear bursts of laughter in the distance, the volume is so presumptuous that it is really incompatible with the serious atmosphere at this time.
Seeing this, Tianxing couldn't help but say: "This disciple is so angry, and he is not afraid of such a quiet place. Before he could finish thinking about it, he saw a man come to him, and he said that the person was smiling and his clothes were dirty, and he was the one who laughed rudely.
After seeing Ma Zhenren, he restrained himself a little, and hurriedly bowed and said, "Master, hehe." ”