There is an unknown old road at the foot of Daze Mountain.

Lao Dao lives in the Taoist temple on the mountainside on weekdays, and on the first and fifteenth days of each month, he will go down the mountain to buy some daily necessities, and by the way, he will use the herbs picked in the mountain to treat the people under the mountain.

The old Taoist has no shelf on weekdays, never relies on the old and sells the old, and everyone he sees is a smile, so the people under the mountain are very familiar with him, compared to the Taoist priest, everyone is more inclined to think that he is a footman.

The strange thing is that at the foot of the mountain, the older generation of people in the impression, there is also such a Taoist who walks to cure the disease, although it is completely different from the current one, but the method of looking at the disease is very similar, there are good people to ask the old Tao, ask if the two are master and apprentice relationship, the old Tao shook his head and denied it, and then no matter how you ask, but also only laughed and did not speak.

Some people once thought that this nameless old Taoist was a god on the mountain, at least a cultivator, but after getting acquainted with it, they gradually gave up this conjecture, for no other reason, mainly because this Taoist person is too ordinary, whether it is the way he speaks and does things, or the means of treating people, he is the same as ordinary people, and sometimes it is even slightly inferior.

For example, the little grandson of the village Wang Po had a fever a few days ago, and the ordinary people could see that it was just an ordinary typhoid fever, but the old Tao was very solemn, after the consultation, he was alone in the mountains to collect medicine for seven days, and when he returned to the village, the Chinese saw that his prescription was exactly the same as that of the ordinary Lang, and at this time, the typhoid fever of the grandson of the Wang Po had almost healed, which was really laughable.

In the end, it was Wang Po who saw the hard work of the old Taoist, so she reluctantly let her grandson drink a bowl of medicine fried by the Taoist priest.

Of course, even if this nameless old man's medical skills are worse, the people still like him very much, and the reason is very simple, the old way doesn't need money to see a doctor.

Early in the morning of this day, Lao Dao went down the mountain to practice medicine as usual, but picked up a person on the way back.

It was a person whose whole body was ulcerated and he could barely see his original face, looking at his body, he should have only been a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child, when Lao Dao found him, he fell at the entrance of the village at the bottom of the mountain, and the place where his face was facing was the main peak of Daze Mountain.

Lao Dao squatted down, looked at the young man's injuries seriously, sighed softly, and couldn't care about the pus and blood sores all over his body, stretched out his hand to hold him in his arms, and walked towards the Taoist temple on the mountain.

When Gou Yifang woke up, he found himself lying on a simple wooden bed, his dirty and shabby clothes were long gone, replaced by a white robe made of unknown materials, silky and abnormal, and even more rare was that it fit quite well.

Gou Yifang lifted the placket and found that the abscess on his body had been clear and clean, and it had scabbed at the moment, and the unbearable itching all over his body indicated that the residual poison had been cleared and new meat was growing.

Outside the house, the sound of "dong dong" is endless.

Gou Yifang pushed open the door of the house, and the layout in the courtyard outside the house was also very simple, and it did not look like a Taoist temple, but like a small farm yard that could be seen everywhere in the countryside of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

There is a three-zhang square turquoise pond on the left side of the courtyard, in which a few goldfish swim weakly, which looks ordinary, but with Gou Yifang's eyesight, he can't see through how deep this small pond is.

As for the right side of the yard, a big black and yellow orange cat was lying lazily in the corner, with a thin red silk thread tied around its neck, and the other end of the silk thread was tied to the fence of the small courtyard at random.

Gou Yifang didn't go to the backyard, but from the chirping sounds from time to time, it can be known that there should be some chickens and ducks in the backyard.

In the middle of the courtyard, a white-bearded nameless old Taoist was pounding medicine, his expression was leisurely and focused, when he heard Gou Yifang open the door, he turned around and smiled at him, and said: "It's all small injuries, don't worry, you can heal by lying down in my Taoist temple for three more days, and then go down the mountain along this road, the road leading to the mountain in the southeast direction is easier to walk, and there are no poisonous snakes and beasts." ”

Lao Dao kept pounding medicine in his hands, and used his chin to guide Gou Yifang.

Gou Yifang was silent for a long time and did not speak.

"What's the matter? you still want to eat and drink here in Lao Dao?" said the nameless old man with a smile as he pounded the medicine. "It's lonely in the mountains, you young people can't stay still. ”

Gou Yixiang walked forward twice, knelt down at the old road with a firm and reverent expression, and then knocked down his head heavily, and said: "Boy Panlong Zhen Gou Yifang, please accept me as an apprentice and pass on my Daze Mountain secret technique!"

Lao Dao was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "Young man, you are a cultivator, right? I think you can also see that Lao Dao has no Yuan Spirit at all, and he has never practiced at all, so how can he teach you?"

"Although the kid is stupid, he also knows that how can ordinary people on this Daze Mountain build a contemplation here?" Gou Yifang did not raise his head, maintained a kneeling posture and continued: "What's more, the Taoist chief has unsolved the blood curse that Ding Yuan's old thief put on me without much effort! If you are not a member of the immortals, then there will be no immortals in Daze Mountain." ”

After a long silence, the nameless old Taoist asked, "You have traveled thousands of miles to come here to apprentice, where did you come from?"

"But ask for the technique of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger! Raise my Daze lineage and prestige! Kill all the people in the world who despise me!" Gou Yifang replied loudly.

Hearing this, the nameless old Taoist hooked up a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth, and he didn't look at Gou Yifang, turned around and went back to the house, and the door of the Taoist temple slammed shut.

The orange cat meowed, and seemed to be really ridiculing Gou Yifang for not measuring his own strength, and Gou Yifang did not move at all, still kneeling down and kowtowing.

And he knelt for fourteen days.

In the fourteen days, Gou Yifang did not enter a drop of water, and the bones on his knees were already visible, and the places on his body that had already scabbed over, because of his posture of bending over and kowtowing for a long time, all burst out, and the blood penetrated the robe, wetting the soil under his knees.

On this day, Lao Dao opened the door and came out, carrying a medicine box on his back, obviously going down the mountain to see a doctor for the people, seeing that Gou Yifang was still kneeling in place, he sighed and shook his head slightly, and asked: "Gou Yifang, do you know what you are doing here to apprentice now?"

Gou Yifang didn't want to think about it, and replied loudly: "But ask for the technique of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger! Promote the prestige of my Daze! Kill all the people in the world who despise me!"

The nameless old man said "oh", and went down the mountain with a blank face, and the orange cat barked even more happily beside him.

Gou Yifang clenched his teeth, but still couldn't move.

Lao Dao walked for fifteen days, returned to the Taoist temple, and saw Gou Yifang still kneeling in place like a statue, the re-festering wound had been completely glued to the Taoist robe, the whole person was shaky, obviously had reached the limit, so he laughed angrily: "You kid is really stubborn, na, don't say I won't give you a chance, let me ask you again, you are thousands of miles away, you don't hesitate to kneel here, why did you come?"

"For, for..."Gou Yifang hesitated for a while, then quickly regained firmness, and said in a trembling and hoarse voice, "But ask for the technique of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger! Promote my Daze lineage prestige! Kill all the people in the world who despise me!"

Lao Dao's face was instantly gloomy, he threw down the medicine box, slammed the door and entered the house.

That night, it is the traditional Fengqing Festival of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Daze Mountain has a lot of snow, Gou Yifang outside the door was originally a single robe, at this time kneeling and knocking for a month, the whole body is exhausted, the knee bones have been frozen with the ground, if you don't get up again, I'm afraid this leg will be wasted, and then look at his body, rotten sores everywhere, there is almost no piece of good meat, even if he gets up and walks now, saves his legs, can he save his life is really two words.

Just when Gou Yifang felt that his life would end tonight, the door of the Taoist temple suddenly opened! The nameless old Taoist walked out of it with blazing eyes, looked directly at Gou Yifang, and asked loudly: "Gou Yifang! You have traveled thousands of miles to come here to apprentice, where did you come from?"

"But ask for the technique of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger!Raise my Daze's prestige! Kill all the people in the world who despise me!" Gou Yifang used up the last trace of breath in his body and roared.

There were bursts of happy laughter from the nameless old Taoist in the Taoist temple.

On Daze Mountain, the snow is clear for a moment.