Jiangzhou,

Yunyang County,

"It's a good way, it's a very good way. ”

"The name is famous, not very famous. ”

The carriage in the countryside of Qianmo is not slow, two Liangzhou high-headed horses drag the wood on both sides, the red is the background color printed with black lacquer patterns, the lengthy wheels are advancing, the remaining two deep ruts, there are several chivalrous people with a long atmosphere around the carriage, there are swordsmen, there are swordsmen, and an old monk riding a mule, in the eyes of others, this is a very strange combination.

And usually, the weirder the combination in the rivers and lakes, the more difficult it is to provoke, so even if there are no soldiers in fresh clothes and angry horses along the way, there is no blind grass robber.

The driver was a white-faced scholar,

The commander of the Liangzhou Espionage Department made the adult not care about the image of memory, and he was extremely skillful in shaking the whip in his hand, and the sound of reading aloud came from the wooden board in front of the carriage, which was inexplicably reassuring to listen to.

"The beginning of the nameless heaven and earth, the mother of all things. ”

"Therefore there is always no desire, to observe its wonder, and there is always desire, to observe its subtlety. ”

The young man changed into a loose robe with a blue background and a light cyan loose robe, wearing a beautiful jade at his waist, leaning on the carriage, his black hair was tied behind his head with a long and narrow Shu brocade, his legs were cocked, he held a brush between his fingertips, and held a blank book in his hand and read it in a leisurely and leisurely voice, and his clear voice matched the sound of the rut turning.

"Comfortable ......"

The young man looked at the lush crops in the field, took a deep breath of fresh air, stretched his waist very comfortably, and then picked up the pen and continued to write on the blank paper.

This is this chapter of the "Tao Te Ching", sprinkled with a few crosses, ordinary people and villagers don't know how to understand, others may just feel inexplicably interesting, but people in the practice sound really peace of mind, as for the Taoist first boy Lang has not yet met and I don't know what the result is, but no matter how you look at it, the Taoist ancestor wrote more than 5,000 words in Hanguguan is better than the thousands of Taoist classics piled up by the sect.

In the end, this "Tao Te Ching" may have been just a Taoist classic in the previous life, and many mysteries are the truths in it, so it can be transformed into countless subtle methods in this world, and its value is incalculable for Taoism.

"Your Highness, dare to ask the Taoist ancestor who just read it?"

"The old monk has also read all the scriptures, and most of them have learned the Daozang, but he has never heard of this sentence?"

After listening carefully to the young man's words, the old monk who was sitting cross-legged on the mule pointed his finger at the back of the mule's neck, and the mule was in pain, and soon caught up with the slowly moving carriage.

"Written by a saint. ”

The young man recalled the old man surnamed Li in the long river of history and said softly.

"Saint?"

"No, why didn't the old monk know?"

"It's a good way, it's a very good way. ”

"The name is famous, not very famous. ”

After getting the answer, the old monk just repeated these two sentences in a low voice, but the extremely simple short sentences contained the supreme avenue, and the mystery was difficult to guess even if he himself.

"Your Highness, is this a book?"

Bai Xiaosheng heard the sound and looked back at the young man who was lying on the wooden board with his ass pouting without any image, and asked softly while he was resting.

"Definitely!"

"Written by the saints, the main hall is just a little to carry it. ”

The young man laughed loudly, the brush in his hand was raised, the pages of the book were naturally closed, and the full ink paused in the air for a moment and slowly dripped down, falling to the cover of the blank book, and the ink was smeared in the fibers to form a twisted half-moon shape.

When the words fell, the old monk's expression was a little weird, it stands to reason that he is the twenty-third generation of the reincarnation of Master Lianhuasheng, but now that he has heard this pretext for carrying the predecessors, could it be that the young man in front of him is really the reincarnated person?

The old monk silently retreated to the back of the carriage, contemplating something, and soon smiled, put down the question, and continued to recall the young man's previous words.

There are many commonalities in the Buddhist and Taoist classics, so the old monk is also benefiting a lot at the moment, and many originally incomprehensible thoughts, after thinking about the scriptures, have a feeling of sudden enlightenment, which is greatly beneficial.

"Your Highness, you have been too humble. ”

Bai Xiaosheng smiled and didn't ask much, Lingyin Temple and his party closed the six senses and didn't hear anything, so in their own impression, His Royal Highness is still a stunningly talented person, and the hundred poems of fighting wine in Lin'an City have already shown the posture of an open-air person, and now he is also in his imagination.

"Fate is wonderful?"

The young man smiled and didn't explain too much, and when his eyes fell on the cover, he was indeed stunned, looking at the shape of the ink on the blue cover and muttering something softly.

"Well, it seems that this is the will of God. ”

After the young man finished speaking, Bai Xiaosheng's puzzled gaze drew a circle along the distorted half-moon shape, and after a moment, he lightly touched the center of the white half with the tip of his pen.

"I always feel like something is missing!"

The young man lifted the cover, and finally gently pulled out a white dot on the black ink with his fingernails, and looked at the Tai Chi pattern, then smiled contentedly.

The young man who went to Wudang Mountain never thought about the situation of meeting each other from the beginning, and he did not have the idea of bringing the prosperity of the soldiers to oppress people, maybe there was also a Wudang Mountain in the rivers and lakes in his previous life, and he had a very good impression of one of the three ancestral gardens of Taoism in this world.

Therefore, this trip only took 300 guards not far behind, as for the 2,700 guards and tens of thousands of iron horsemen waiting in the county town did not go together, part of the treasures of Lingyin Temple were escorted back to Beijing, and the other part was naturally left for other purposes, you must know that the two unknowable places are the top of the rivers and lakes, and the remaining seven sects and eight factions, sixteen villages, belong to the mainstay of the rivers and lakes of Daqian.

Although in his own eyes, it is only a big shrimp, but he has said that he wants to step on the rivers and lakes, plow the entire rivers and lakes, pull out those weeds, and the rest of the sects will naturally have to solve them, and also have a completely peaceful inner realm, so that he can have enough energy to conquer all countries.

Leave these distracting thoughts behind,

The young man continued to lean over and write the book of the saint in his memory, just as the old monk said that after he came to this world, the condensation of the soul was far better than that of others, and the things that were only used in the memory of the previous life could be recalled very clearly, and the passive skills provided by Bai Xiaosheng at the beginning of the summoning were peeled off, and the Tao Te Ching, which was sprinkled with more than 5,000 words, could still be written silently.

These two have the same name and different names, and they are the same mysteries. ”

"Mysterious and mysterious, the door of all wonders. ”

The Tao Te Ching was originally not divided into chapters, only two articles up and down, but the descendants were divided into eighty-one chapters, with the meaning of ninety-nine to one, the young man wrote down that this is the end of the first chapter, telling about the subtle state of the Tao, the original text of the first part of the "Book of Virtues", the next part of the "Book of Virtues", and then changed to the "Book of Virtues" thirty-seven chapters in front, after the thirty-eighth chapter of the "Book of Virtues", which is also the most widely circulated in later generations.

And the young man's trip to Wudang Mountain is to write the first thirty-seven chapters of the "Tao Jing", as a thank you gift for this one hundred and ninety-two years of pure internal strength, as for the remaining thirty-eight chapters of the "Book of Virtues" Young Lang has his own follow-up plans, after all, this gift is too heavy, and the combined value and far-reaching influence of the two scriptures are even more than the current one in the world for Taoism.

"Squeak squeak......"

The carriage is driving leisurely in the countryside of Qianmo, and now it is not far from the mountain gate where Wudang Mountain is located, not to mention that this trip has the intention of recuperating the mood, so it is not in a hurry.

But after two hours,

The red glow has faintly risen in the sky,

But if you look closely, there are only a few hundred words left on the blank paper,

The young man writes very slowly, frowning and pondering something from time to time, not because he can't write silently, but every time he finishes copying a chapter, he has an inexplicable feeling, this obscure ancient text is not as annoying as expected, but it makes people feel extremely peaceful, and the impatient heart unconsciously settles down, and from time to time shows a shallow smile that is clear.

"Your Highness, there is a town ahead of you that will enter the town and rest for a day. ”

"Tomorrow again?"

Bai Xiaosheng glanced at the sky and asked.

"Is there a Taoist temple nearby?"

The young man looked up and said.

"The minister remembered that there was a view more than 20 miles ahead, but it looked like Liao Wuxiang was already Liao Wu incense back then, and now I am afraid that it has already been broken, and if His Royal Highness stays, I am afraid that there is no clean bed. ”

Bai Xiaosheng groaned.

"Let's go to the Taoist temple, the main hall is just to experience the atmosphere of Taoism. ”

The young man waved his hand and continued to lean over to write the following chapters, which was quite a sense of forgetting to sleep and eat.

The sunset fell on the side of the young man, and the fine fluff could be seen, gilding the contours of the remaining facial features with a layer of shimmer, and a pair of clear eyes were looking at the books on the wooden board, biting the tip of the pen in his mouth, and looking closer, there were black ink stains on the handsome man's face.

"What a handsome little Taoist!"

A few pretty girls were riding in a carriage in the direction of the town, and just opened the curtain to see this scene, and subconsciously covered their mouths and exclaimed.

"What's the matter, this is obviously a scholar!"

Soon there was the angry voice of a little girl.

"How can there be a Taoist priest with a monk by his side, so he must be a scholar!"

The little girl looked at the dry old monk and subconsciously shrunk her neck, but the latter replied with a smile like a spring breeze, and the little girl also smiled wryly, and when she came back to her senses, she felt that the dry old monk was not so terrifying and scary.

"Taoist!"

"Scholar!"

The two little girls in the carriage were arguing.

"That's it!"

"Don't make trouble, according to the eyes of the eldest sister, that is obviously a handsome little Taoist priest!"

"Look at the blue-shirted robe. ”

"Besides, most of the scholars are pedantic and dull!"

"That's what my dad said at the beginning, how can we have the atmosphere of our children in the rivers and lakes!"

"How can this little Taoist priest have the temperament of dust?"

The fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl held her chin with both hands and paused the window, looking at the handsome young man in a daze, as soon as the words fell, the young man in a loose robe seemed to have a feeling and raised his head, and unconsciously his cheeks were dyed with a trace of red, I don't know if it was from the sky, or the shyness of the girl.

"Daoist?"

"Temperament?"

The young man looked at his line, and then glanced at the stunning sword and the equinox knife lying quietly in the carriage, and smiled, but faintly felt that something was wrong.

"Girl, do you have a bronze mirror?"

The young man stood up and spoke.

"Ah......h

"Oh......"

"Yes!"

The fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in the carriage pointed to herself in surprise, and after seeing the young man nodding, she hurriedly closed the curtain, and the sound of turning over boxes and cabinets came out, faintly and with the sound of gold and iron, thinking that the girl was also from a family of martial arts.

After a few breaths, the girl lowered her head and stretched her hand out of the car, holding a gilded bronze mirror in her white hand, the young man leaned over and took the bronze mirror and looked at the girl who was biting her lower lip, her long eyelashes flickering, like a frightened deer.

"Thank you, girl!"

The young man took the bronze mirror and thanked him very freely.

But before he could look in the mirror, there was a crisp laughter like a brass bell in the carriage, and the little girl in a big red jacket, who was only eight or nine years old, leaned back and laughed.

The young man raised the bronze mirror and looked at it, the whole person was stunned, his face was full of black ink, but this was not the place that made the young man stunned, but the trace of coldness between his eyebrows, the kind of temperament that people should not approach, seemed to have dissipated a lot.

Temperament is like a magnetic field,

It seems to be ethereal, but it really exists, there are children of huge rich families who are not bad for money from a distance, and there are princes and nobles who have a good temperament in their words and deeds.

There are even more people in power who are drunk and lying on the knees of beauties in the world, even more so, under the rage, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty trembled, in addition to the status and power of that person, there is also a breath that cannot be seen and touched but affects people's senses all the time.

And the temperament of the young man,

It was the remaining traces of the rivers and lakes fighting each other, and the battlefield was boundless, but it seemed to be much lighter now, and the coldness of the eyebrows was no longer visible under the backdrop of a Taoist robe.

It's not that it disappears in a moment, but in a sense, this is a change in mood, these days while writing the Tao Te Ching, it seems that the violent emotions hidden in the bottom of the heart have also been suppressed, the whole person's mind is pure, and the thoughts are also accessible.

"Could it be this Tao Te Ching?"

"The writings of the saints are indeed infinitely mysterious. ”

"A classic that can be passed down for thousands of years, no matter what world it is, it can't hide its original light!"

The young man put down the bronze mirror and looked at the black words he had written, whispering something, and he was more sure of this trip to Wudang Mountain, after all, the road to heaven that the old monk said was dangerous and abnormal, and the biggest thing was the test of the state of mind.

Originally, the "Tao Te Ching" was just a thank you gift, but now I have also helped myself a great favor to make my mood much calmer, it is really fate, the young man is now in a good mood, the corners of his mouth are upturned in a good-looking arc, and he subconsciously wants to return the bronze mirror in his hand to the girl.

"Trail chief, towels!"

Just about to withdraw his hand, the palm touched a warm object, looked up and saw that the girl was holding a snow-white towel that was steaming to death, it turned out that the woman's carriage was always equipped with a warm pot, while she looked in the mirror, the girl had already warmed the towel, and for no reason let the young man's heart warm.

"Thank you, girl, the trail is leisurely,"

"The green mountains do not change, and the green water flows forever,"

"If there is fate, see you in the rivers and lakes!"

The young man wiped the ink stains on his face and grinned, looking at the towel that had been black in his hand and felt that something was wrong, he was already in a good mood, so he casually took off the jade pendant on his waist and gave it to the girl.