In fact, Guan Yuntian thought so, so he thought about Duanmu Shenjiu, and after eating, Duanmu Shenjiu had always been curious about Guan Qingyao's life experience, so he went to Gu Jiajie's residence, and in Gu Jiajie's library, he flipped through all the historical classics and romances for two hours, and found Guan Yu, a famous hero.

After some understanding, Duanmu Shenjiu had respect for this person, he didn't expect that there would be people who practiced martial arts in the later troubled times, not seeking to be alone, but instead plunged into the troubled times, fighting for the peace of the world for decades, even if they ended up with a tragic death, they had no regrets.

How could this make Duanmu Shenjiu not be in awe, compared to him, his obsession with pursuing the pinnacle of martial arts has really become inferior.

The beautiful bearded man, a big husband who stands up to the sky, the name of loyalty and righteousness is even more ancient and modern, compared to him, all the martial artists derived from this land for thousands of years are just a group of horsemen.

Duanmu Shenjiu looked at the silent father and daughter, sighed, and said: "I, Duanmu Shenjiu, have lived for thousands of years, and I have never admired anyone, even if the divine punishment was born in the world, the thunder was initiated, and the immortals were born, I have never had a trace of timidity and admiration, but the old man in the Yaoyao Shenhai made me feel the danger of life that I had never felt, and my sincere admiration." ”

"Believe me, I'm just a hero, if I succeed in preaching, maybe I can meet your ancestors in the future, hehe. ”

Duanmu Shenjiu seemed to tell a joke, and after Guan Yuntian stood by the window and listened, he laughed and said, "Nonsense." ”

Duanmu Shenjiu fiddled with his hair indifferently, and then heard Guan Yuntian speak, "Come in." ”

The hovering Duanmu Shenjiu smiled and walked towards the window in the air.

Guan Yuntian frowned and said, "I have a door in my house." ”

Duanmu Shenjiu was stunned, then laughed a few more times, and then fell to the ground and walked to the corridor.

Guan Yuntian, who was standing by the window in the house, turned around, a smile appeared on his face, and said to Guan Qingyao, "Go, open the door." ”

Guan Qingyao wanted to speak and stopped, walked to the door and opened the door, and then saw Duanmu Shenjiu coming up from the stairs step by step and coming to the door.

"Come in. Guan Qingyao gave way.

Duanmu Shenjiu walked in, looked around the room, and then landed in the room where Guan Qingyao had just gone to Shangxiang.

Guan Yuntian walked over and said lightly: "Come with me." Then he took the lead and walked to the room, Duanmu Shenjiu followed behind him, with a solemn face.

The three of them entered the room one after another, and when they entered the eye, Duanmu Shenjiu saw a statue of Guan Erye standing on a pedestal in the room, as tall as the people, there were candlesticks on both sides and lit the ever-bright lanterns, and the statue was holding a Qinglong Yanyue knife, and there were signs of wear and tear at the tiger's mouth of the hand, and it seemed that the knife could be taken down.

Duanmu Shenjiu hesitated, "This knife... Genuine?"

Guan Yuntian nodded, affirming Duanmu Shenjiu's statement.

Duanmu Shenjiu looked at the Qinglong Yanyue Knife and exclaimed, "What a cold saw"

Looking down further, there are four words engraved horizontally on the base, "Righteousness is thin and cloudy." ”

Martial saint Guan Yu, a righteous word of the head of the hero, bright and fair, righteous thin clouds, for the people of the world to praise the mouth, the heart of admiration for it stretches through the ages, passed down from generation to generation, is the highest symbol of loyalty.

Duanmu Shenjiu looked solemn, with compassion on his face, looking at the crimson face on the statue, the narrow eyes that were slightly closed were cold, if the villain saw this face, he was afraid that he would tremble with fear on the spot.

Guan Qingyao took a few sticks of incense and handed them to Duanmu Shenjiu, Duanmu Shenjiu took it, then put it on the ever-bright lamp and lit it, then bowed to the statue and respectfully inserted the incense into the incense burner.

Then he took a few steps back, looked at the face of the idol, and said with emotion, "I am nearly a thousand years earlier than you, you are a great hero, I am just an unintentional person who has exploited the loopholes of the Heavenly Dao, you have great achievements, I have a grudge, the difference between the two is stark, so it seems that I Duanmu Shenjiu, I am really inferior to you, not as good as you..."

"I am a husband, no face and saints are compared, just want to be able to make some modest efforts for the rivers and lakes in my lifetime, and return the rivers and lakes to a blossoming flower, at that time, if I go to the sky, you and I meet, can you also sit in one place, drink and talk?"

There was no wind in the room, the ever-bright lamp on the candlestick shook slightly, and the bursts of green smoke in the incense burner swirled a few times, lingering on the body of the idol, and the idol seemed to move its head in the hazy smoke, and then a majestic warmth swept through the whole body of the three people.

Guan Qingyao's eyes widened, looked at the idol, and said to her father in a daze, "Dad, the ancestor nodded!"

Guan Yuntian cried with joy, and said in a trembling voice: "Old Ancestor is mighty, Yuntian understands..."

Duanmu Shenjiu looked at the father and daughter blankly, excited and uncertain.

The excited Guan Yuntian pulled Guan Qingyao and kowtowed three times towards the rules of the statue, Duanmu Shenjiu waited for them to stand up, and couldn't help but ask on the side, "What do you understand?"

Guan Yuntian wiped away his tears of excitement, glanced at Duanmu Shenjiu with deep eyes, and said, "Support you." ”

"Support me?" Duanmu Shinjiu repeated.

Guan Yuntian turned around and left the room, and then Duanmu Shenjiu and Guan Qingyao also left the room, and when they arrived in the living room, Guan Yuntian sat on the sofa and smoked a dry cigarette again.

As if he was addicted to smoking, he took a few puffs, then exhaled a few breaths, and gasped for a while before looking at Duanmu Shenjiu again.

Guan Yun Tiandao, "Heavenly Dao intends to suppress the cultivation of martial artists and add obstacles to the path of ascension, but the Qing Martial Order is a lore, which is a move against the sky." Back then, cutting off the luck of heaven and earth and closing the gate of the Nine Heavens was the joint action of more than a dozen martial arts powerhouses with dragon luck, and they completely cut off the opportunity of martial arts luck, and the rivers and lakes would languish like they are now. ”

"If you can reopen the Gate of Heaven and return a world suitable for cultivation to martial artists, then for people in the martial arts like me and Ancestor, we are the most willing to see the result. So we support you and support you to do what you think is right, because many things, only if you identify them and go all the way to the end, can you see whether they are right or wrong, wasn't this exactly what happened to our ancestors back then? Although we may fail in the end, if we don't fight for it, the martial arts will be completely cut off, and at that time, when foreign enemies come in, who will guard this land?"

Duanmu Shenjiu asked, "Foreign enemies, do you mean beyond the land of Kyushu?"

Guan Yuntian nodded, and said with a straight face: "The Guan family has not entered the court for many years, but we have always shouldered the responsibility of guarding the world, do you know why the ancestor said that you martial artists are just a puppet? ”

"But I know now. Duanmu Shenjiu said wistfully, "Aren't I using what I've learned now to make a living for the rivers and lakes?"

"It is precisely because of this that the Ancestor recognizes you. Guan Yuntian continued, "In the past thousand years, the dynasty has changed, and the mission and original intention of my Guan family have never changed, the Jianghu warriors are an existence that threatens the emperor's family, but if there are no Jianghu warriors, all the territories under the emperor are just a piece of fat in the eyes of foreign clans." What is the true destiny of a martial artist? What is the true meaning of martial arts? Which martial artist has ever thought that any martial artist can reach the open-minded vision of my ancestor?"

"Between countries, between countries, between soldiers, between warriors and warriors, it is necessary to use force. In fact, what is the difference between the true meaning of martial arts and those who read, it is to establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations. ”

Duanmu Shenjiu was embarrassed, looking at Guan Yuntian who looked excited, he felt a complete crushing of his state of mind, what kind of mind is this, to encompass everything.

Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations, but the concise language contains such a grand meaning, this lofty ideal, who can not be shocked?

Duanmu Shenjiu nodded admiringly, looked at the excited Guan Yuntian, and said, "You are very good, and I am also in awe of the good." ”

Guan Yuntian glared at him, and said in a deep voice: "Duanmu Shenjiu, you can let go and do your business, if someone dares to stop it, my Guan family will definitely appear in the world and help you town!"

Duanmu Shenjiu laughed, glanced at Guan Yuntian gratefully, held his hand heavily, the two looked at each other, Duanmu Shenjiu said, "Thank you!"

Guan Qingyao looked at the two of them from the side, half of them understood in her heart, half of them were confused, and in the end, she didn't fully understand how the two of them suddenly became like old friends for many years.

Guan Yuntian, who was excited, sat on the sofa with Duanmu Shenjiu, and had a long talk, ignoring Guan Qingyao who was standing on the side.

The two talked about the development of martial arts, the change of dynasties, the future weather, and the prosperity that is rare in the current millennium.

Guan Qingyao was bored listening on the sidelines, and felt more and more bored, and finally she simply turned around and walked away, went to the kitchen to find a roast duck she had hidden, and went back to her room to pick up a bulging bag, and then avoided the two people chatting hotly on the sofa, and quietly walked out of the house on tiptoe.

After going downstairs, Guan Qingyao turned into a small road, and then walked forward in the dark, walked straight for more than ten minutes, and came to the end of the path and came to a ring road. Then she walked along the ring road, and walked for another ten minutes, and saw a ruined temple with a glimmer of light at the foot of the mountain in the distance, and she trotted over with a smile on her face.

This ruined temple has been abandoned for many years, and there are few people nearby, so few people come, and over time, the broken temple is getting more and more broken, and finally it becomes the way it is in front of you, the gate and the wall have collapsed, only a large hall stands at the foot of the mountain, there are several holes broken on the top, all four walls are leaking, and a candle with a faint light in the hall is crumbling in the wind, and it may be extinguished at any time.

Mingxin sat under the Buddha statue in the hall, guarding the crumbling candle flame, sighing, and his face was full of sadness.

He hasn't eaten for a day, a few days ago, the newly accepted apprentices would come to bring food to him every day, but I don't know what's wrong today, I haven't come yet, the hungry Mingxin scratches his ears and cheeks alone, and wants to go out and steal some meat and come back, even if he catches a wild dog, then he can also make a fire and eat it, and fill his stomach.

But now living in this dilapidated temple, sleeping under the statue of the Buddha, because of the identity of the monk, and without Shi You's grace to cheer him up, Mingxin became timid and didn't dare to steal.

So Mingxin could only sit alone in this big hall with wind on all sides, guarding the crumbling candle flame, looking very pitiful.

Guan Qingyao, who had already come to the door of the main hall, saw Mingxin's pitiful appearance, and suddenly felt a little unbearable in her heart, she called out at the door, "Master." ”

Mingxin's big bald head was raised instantly, looking at the door of the hall, and after seeing Guan Qingyao, his whole face full of sadness appeared happy, especially when he saw the roast duck in Guan Qingyao's hand, the greed in his eyes seemed to be about to overflow.

Mingxin didn't have time to answer, slapped his palm on the ground, and the whole person rose into the air and flew towards Guan Qingyao, Guan Qingyao thought that Mingxin was going to practice with himself, and immediately made a posture to resist the enemy, ready to fight with the master.

Who knew that Mingxin yelled, "Criminal, what do you want to do?

The corners of Guan Qingyao's mouth twitched a few times, she put away her posture awkwardly, looked at Mingxin who fell in front of her, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry... Master, I'm late, and I've made you hungry again..."

"Quick, give it to me!" Mingxin watched the roast duck stretch out his hands, and his drool flowed out urgently.

Guan Qingyao reminded, "It's cold, let's eat it raw and then eat it, okay?"

Mingxin's big bald head shook like a rattle, and he said: "It's too late, I'm dying for the teacher, give it to me, hurry!"

Guan Qingyao was helpless, so she gave the roast duck to Mingxin, and after Mingxin took it, she squatted on the ground and devoured it, biting off the duck's head and chewing it in her mouth, without even spitting out the bones.

"Slow down, don't choke. Guan Qingyao looked at Mingxin with a worried face.

Mingxin said, "Don't get in the way, don't get in the way." ”

Guan Qingyao also squatted down, looking at Mingxin who was eating roast duck, seeing that his face was dirty, and his hands were also black, I don't know what he touched, the clothes on his body were even more tattered, and there was a rotten hole on his back, and his back was exposed.

Although at the realm of Mingxin, there is no need to pay special attention to the temperature of the body, because there is true qi circulating in the body, which can keep the body at a constant temperature and do not need to be afraid of the cold, but when Guan Qingyao felt the coldness on Mingxin's skin, she still felt distressed.

Master must have suffered a lot before, Guan Qingyao thought so in her heart, thinking of this, she blamed herself for being late, so she opened her mouth and said, "I'm sorry... Master... I had dinner with friends today, took a shower when I got home, and I didn't come to see you until now..."

While Mingxin was eating roast duck, he raised his eyes to look at Guan Qingyao, and saw that her hair was still wet, so he reminded: "Don't freeze, go, make a fire." ”

Guan Qingyao agreed, and soon raised the fire, and the surroundings were immediately warm, and she shouted, "Master, come and sit here, it's cold over there." ”

Mingxin got up and walked to the fire and sat down on the ground.

At this time, Guan Qingyao put the bag in her other hand in front of Mingxin, Mingxin chewed the roast duck and looked at it, and asked, "What is this?"

Guan Qingyao reached out and opened the bag, and took out a cotton jacket, a pair of cotton pants, and a pair of cotton boots from it.

"I bought you a set of clothes, you see the clothes on your body, they are all rotten and don't look good, change them. Guan Qingyao said wistfully, "I don't have much money, so I can only pick up cheap ones, thick ones to buy, they don't look good, Master, you will wear them, and I will buy you a new one when I pay my salary." ”

Mingxin's action of eating meat stopped for a moment, looked at the cotton jacket, cotton pants and cotton boots that Guan Qingyao took out of the bag, stood for a while, and said happily: "It looks good, this dress looks good!"

Guan Qingyao smiled and said, "Then I'll take you to the bathhouse to take a bath, and then you put on new clothes, okay?"

Mingxin shook his bald head, threw away the roast duck rack that he had eaten, wiped his mouth with satisfaction, looked at Guan Qingyao and said, "No, there is a stream on the mountain, I will jump in and prick a few fierce sons and it will be clean." ”

"That's too cold, isn't it?" Guan Qingyao said worriedly.

"It's not cold, it's not cold. Mingxin picked up the clothes and shoes on the ground, turned around and walked towards the outside of the hall, just walked a few steps, stopped again, turned his head and said to Guan Qingyao, "Apprentice, I will teach you a scripture, you will sit under the Buddha and meditate and recite the scriptures later, okay?"

Guan Qingyao wondered, "Why am I chanting scriptures? I'm not a monk." ”

Mingxin said, "Reciting scriptures is a monk? What kind of truth is this, the master knows that you didn't tell your father about your apprenticeship, is it just afraid that your father will know that you have worshipped a monk as a master, thinking that you are going to become a monk?"

Guan Qingyao pursed her lips and nodded with a smile.

Mingxin shook his bald head and said helplessly, "Don't worry, you are my apprentice, not an apprentice of Shaolin Temple, and it has nothing to do with being a monk." ”

"Then I don't want to recite the scriptures. Guan Qingyao cried with a face.

Mingxin laughed, licked the roast duck scraps on his lips, looked at Guan Qingyao and said, "This scripture is to ask for divine orders, and only I can do it in the entire Buddhist sect, haven't you always wanted to learn to ask for divine orders? Master will teach you to ask for divine orders today." ”

Guan Qingyao was overjoyed when she heard this, and said, "Really, the scriptures you taught me are to ask the gods? Okay! Then you can teach me quickly!"

Mingxin's eyes turned a few times, and he reviewed the complete edict in his mind, and then read it out to Guan Qingyao.

After reading it, Guan Qingyao had a bitter face and said depressedly, "What are you talking about, Mimi Mommy seems to be coaxing, I don't understand..."

Mingxin slapped his forehead, and then realized, "Oops, I forgot, this is Sanskrit..."

"Huh?" Guan Qingyao exclaimed, "I don't know Sanskrit... Master, aren't you illiterate... How can it be Sanskrit..."

Mingxin scratched his bald head in embarrassment, and said embarrassedly: "I don't know much Chinese characters, I know Sanskrit, and my master taught me in the temple when I was a child... When you go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to read the scriptures, you have to learn Sanskrit, which is very troublesome. ”

"Then what am I not going to do?"

"Then I'll teach you a few words first, you read it, and I'll explain it to you when I come back, and then you come to me every night, and I'll teach you a few words every day." ”

"Okay!" Guan Qingyao nodded in agreement.

Then Mingxin recited two sentences of Sanskrit that Guan Qingyao didn't understand, and repeated it several times before Guan Qingyao wrote it down, and then he asked Guan Qingyao to meditate under the Buddha statue, and then walked out of the hall with his clothes.

After walking out of the main hall, Mingxin did not leave immediately, but came to the window and looked in through the crack, looking at Guan Qingyao, who was sitting under the Buddha statue and reciting those two verses seriously, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he looked very attentive.

Mingxin looked away, and looked at the clothes and shoes he was holding in his arms, the great monk who had always been stupid, his face was happy at this moment, and two tears fell from his eyes and fell on the new clothes in his arms, and murmured: "Good apprentice, good boy..."