Text 051 Qingyun
"Come in!" The Taoist in Tsing Yi smiled and accepted a salute, which was regarded as a bow to the teacher, and with a wave of his big sleeves, he should have unlocked some kind of prohibition.
Qingyun's eyesight is extraordinary, and he saw a little doorway: "Grandpa Tsing Yi, what is this?"
"This is the formation!"
"Formations, there are nine great formations in the world, one yuan, two yi, three talents, four elephants, five elements, six elements, seven stars, eight trigrams, nine palaces, learn one of them, you can move the world!" Qingyun said proudly.
It is not easy to know the formation, and he can tell the nine strange formations one by one, which is the capital of his pride.
"The nine formations you mentioned are basic formations. The deeper the formation, the more the fused basic formation, the greater the difficulty. For example, our clan's Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Demon Subduing Great Array is formed by the fusion of five basic formations!" The Taoist in Tsing Yi said bluntly.
"Ah, Grandpa Tsing Yi, I want to learn the formation!" Qingyun was moved, eager to try, and raised his fist.
The Taoist people in Tsing Yi looked at the performance of several children one by one, these juniors are all his clansmen, except for Qingyun, who is a little better, the others are ordinary children. Timid, cautious, in them, he saw a trace of his former shadow, aside from the family factor, he likes these ordinary juniors, but more.
"First understand the reason, then learn the formation, and when your heart is clear and the foundation is solid, I will teach you the formation!" The Taoist in Tsing Yi agreed to Qingyun's request, but in order to prevent Qingyun from succeeding easily, he added a little time limit.
"Thank you, Grandpa Tsing Yi!" the children thanked again and again.
The Taoist in Tsing Yi waved his hand and led the children to the courtyard.
On the way, I passed a bamboo forest. Qingyun saw a young man beating bamboo, and couldn't help but stop and watch: "Grandpa Tsing Yi, who is he?"
"Blood slave, Qin blood!" said the Taoist in Tsing Yi with a flat face.
"Blood slave?" Qingyun frowned, the deep meaning of the word blood slave, he didn't know, but the identity was undoubtedly a slave.
Since he is a slave, in Qingyun's eyes, he is dispensable.
The blood slave seemed to feel something, stopped his movements, and glanced back at Qingyun.
There is not much hair, and the appearance is ordinary, white and clean.
This is the impression that the blood slave gave to Qingyun.
But for some reason, Qingyun didn't like it at the first glance of the blood slave, especially the blood slave's clear eyes and flat gaze, which especially made him unhappy. As if challenged in some way, Qingyun raised his fist in protest.
The blood slave Xu was afraid, and he didn't dare to look at Qingyun, so he looked elsewhere.
Qingyun's spirit was lifted, and he was full of a sense of achievement.
Just stay in Qingyun. The Taoist in Tsing Yi walked to the door and found that Qingyun had not followed, so he turned around and greeted: "Qingyun, this way!"
"Hey", Qingyun secretly said "Serious matters", and quickly put the matter of the blood slave behind.
"In the future, you will be here, reading the books of the sages, keeping the meaning of the clouds, and understanding the mysteries of the void! Although the grass hall is small, it is the foundation for you to settle down and spread your wings and fly high!" The Taoist in Tsing Yi stood on the three-foot podium and talked about the sages and sages.
The children were attentive and listened attentively.
The Qingying Village is their ancestral land, and as the Qingying clan grows stronger and stronger, they continue to march and expand to Liuli Mountain. The center of the Blue Underworld is no longer here. The decline of the ancestral land has become a trend and is inevitable.
The scarcity of resources and the hardships of life make these children desperate for the opportunity to change their own destiny.
On the table, there was a thick book, one for each child.
The Taoist in Tsing Yi stood with his hands in his hands, sometimes saying a few words, observing the reactions of the crowd, sometimes stopping, writing and drawing. All kinds of classic stories are at your fingertips, and every time you talk about it, your spirit is flying.
"Vitality is born in chaos, inside the light and outside the darkness. Between light and dark, there is a void, within the void, there is too nothing, too no change and the three qi are divided, Xuan, Yuan, and the beginning, the three qi are chaotic, and the void is too void and the hole is established, because the hole is empty, because there is nothing, because there is emptiness, the change of viewing emptiness, and the void is natural. ”
This voice, loud and powerful, can be heard clearly through the wall.
Of course, it can also reach the ears of the young blood slave.
"Xuanqi, too empty?" the young man muttered to himself, swinging his fist, and gradually slowed down.
In the eyes of the mother-in-law of the Awu family, the blood slave finished his homework and turned to leave.
It wasn't until everyone had lunch that the mother-in-law of the Awu family saw the blood slave reappear, squatting by the wall, picking up a bowl of dry rice, and leaving the leftover soup without saying a word.
The mother-in-law of the Awu family didn't know the details of the blood slave, and she didn't dare to ask more, so she let the blood slave eat a lot.
"That's a lot of food!" thought to the mother-in-law of the Wu family.
Since then, the mother-in-law of the Awu family has stayed in the Sanmu Thatched Cottage, and her task is to have lunch and dinner, clean up the dishes and chopsticks, do some chores by the way, and then go home.
During this period, the mother-in-law of the Awu family asked the Tsing Yi Taoist about the blood slave, and the Tsing Yi Taoist only said, "Don't worry about him", and the mother-in-law of the Awu family no longer asked.
Suddenly, one day, the blood slave took the initiative to help in the kitchen, picking up vegetables, carrying water, and cleaning up sundries.
Seeing that the blood slave was diligent and hardworking, the mother-in-law of the Awu family was greatly impressed: "What's your name?"
The blood slave was silent, just immersed in his work.
"How old are you this year?" the mother-in-law of the Awu family still did not give up.
"Where's your mom and dad?"
"Are you dumb?"
"Are you deaf?"
The mother-in-law of the Awu family chattered and talked a lot, but the blood slave didn't even mean to look up.
After experiencing the initial curiosity, then anger, disappointment, and helplessness, and later, the mother-in-law of the Awu family simply took the blood slave as a deaf person, and no longer had obsessive-compulsive disorder. When you think about it this way, it's much more balanced.
After the blood slave finished his work, he didn't leave, leaning against the door panel, watching the mother-in-law of the Awu family cook and cook.
I thought that the blood slave was just a whim, and I didn't want the blood slave to come as scheduled on the second day.
On the third day, on the fourth day, it was still the same.
Gradually, the mother-in-law of the Awu family became accustomed to the existence of blood slaves, and was only regarded as a deaf person who could not speak. When you have nothing to do, you can tell him some secret scandals in the village, which can also relieve your boredom and not be too lonely.
Tsing Yi Dao people are not in Sanmu Thatched Cottage all the time, and occasionally go out for a walk, and they can't come back until a while, and during this time, Qingyun is in charge.
At first, Qingyun could still be patient, shaking his head and reciting the classics of the sages, but after a long time, it became boring and boring, and it was not interesting.
So someone suggested going out for a little fun, to have fun and kill time.
"Okay", this move is exactly what Qingyun wants, and he praises that person will come.
With Qingyun taking the lead, the other children were not sorry to object, so they all put down their textbooks and went out to exercise their muscles and relax and relax.
But the palm-sized place of the Sanmu Thatched Cottage turned around, and it got tired after a while.
This made Qingyun feel more and more bored in life, and couldn't help but miss the days of the Iron Blood Hall in Liuli Mountain, eating well, sleeping well, and having someone to guide the cultivation, it was not too comfortable.
"Hmph, if my father hadn't forced me to learn the formation from Grandpa Tsing Yi, I would have stepped into the fivefold realm of the Mortal Realm a long time ago!" Qingyun complained.
Just when Qingyun was bored, his eyes suddenly lit up.
He saw a man.
Blood Slave!
Qingyun decided to tease this guy and spice up his life.
"Hey, come here!" Qingyun spoke.
But the blood slave was shameless, and he was still hitting the black iron bamboo with his fists.
"Say what about you, talk about you!" This made Qingyun very angry, and few people ignored him like today.
"Let you not speak!" Qingyun was annoyed and decided to teach the blood slave a lesson.
The imaginary scene of resistance did not appear, and the blood slave was thrown to the ground twice, and he only glared at Qingyun in the middle.
Qingyun commanded the two children, held down the blood slave, rode on the blood slave by himself, opened the bow left and right, and scolded while fighting: "Dare to stare at me, let you stare at me!"
"Let you be fierce, I will let you be fierce!"
The long wind rises, and the black bamboo forest.
Fallen leaves wither, flocculent drifting.
Finally, Qingyun was tired and glanced at the child next to him: "Call me!"
The other children, led by Qingyun, did not dare not start.
The blood slave seemed to accept his fate, letting his fists fall on his body, not crying or making trouble.
The little figure, lying on the ground, as if asleep, no matter how noisy and noisy the outside world is, for him, there is no difference. From beginning to end, I never saw him squeak.
"I don't know where the grudge came from?" The mother-in-law of the Wu family stood at the door of the kitchen, with the intention of persuasion, but she was afraid of annoying Qingyun and not being good for her. So, the screaming in his heart was earth-shattering, and in action, he didn't dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool.