The willow is still trying to figure out the wind,

The peach blossom buds are a little red.

Taiyin returns to Wujin Dew,

The mist lightly fills the South Rock Palace.

First of all, write a poem, willow, peach blossom, sun, mist, Nanyan Palace, and say the fairyland of the world.

At dawn, the soft breeze blows away the thick fog, revealing the Nanyan Palace of the famous Taoist mountain Lao Ye Mountain (North Wudang Mountain), at this moment the moon has fallen in the western sky, the sun shakes off its sleepiness all night, revealing a red smiling face, it is like a naughty child, jumped out of the East China Sea. At this time, the tender leaves of the willows on the Lao Ye Mountain, the delicate and graceful peach blossoms are all containing dewdrops, the mist is wrapped around the pavilions, and the towering Nanyan Palace is eroded by the fog and wet, it is even more beautiful.

Lao Ye Mountain is a blessed place for the Nine Heavens Demon Patriarch to practice enlightenment. When he first enlightened, he was enlightened by Taishang Laojun and Yuan Shi Tianzun, and later traveled in the world in the name of the immeasurable patriarch. In the Yanhuang era, he helped Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor defeat Chiyou, and was respected by the Huaxia people as the ancestor of the Nine Heavens Swinging Demons. After ascending to immortality, he became the Demon Destroyer Tianzun and the Emperor of Zhenwu (Xuanwu), and he was a first-class master protector god of Taoism.

On the peak of Lao Ye Mountain, a handsome Taoist priest with a plain white body and a bun on his head was practicing martial arts with a sword in the morning mist. Around him was a forest of pink blooming wild peaches, and I saw him flickering and moving, and wherever his sword flowers went, they fell one after another.

When, when, when......

The morning bell and dusk drum, the bell of the bell and drum tower of Nanyan Palace rang. It's time for him to put away his swordsmanship. He twisted his sword into its sheath, and he walked up the rugged and steep steps towards the Southern Rock Palace.

The breeze came slowly, and the fog gradually receded. As he walked, he happily absorbed the aroma of the earth and peach blossoms. He clearly remembers that when he was nine years old, a sloppy poor Taoist priest came to the family, but his father praised him as a guest. What is the name of the Nine Heavens Demon Ancestor, he laughed at that time, his name is weird, look at this poor and sour appearance, that is, a Quartet traveler who walks the rivers and lakes to eat and drink. He was not surprised by this, his father was very generous, and liked to make friends with some strange people and strange people from the three mountains and five mountains. Anyway, the family has strong soldiers and horses, 10,000 acres of grain fields, mountains full of gold and silver, and a big business, so it doesn't matter if there are a few more cheaters to eat and drink. Besides, this matter has nothing to do with him, but when the poor Taoist priest was leaving, his father made an astonishing move to let him worship him as a teacher. Although the mother is reluctant to let the child go far away and have tears in her eyes, what the father said is spitting and foaming, there is no doubt. His father's order was difficult to disobey, so he had to follow his master to the Nine Heavens Demon Patriarch to go up the mountain to learn art. The willow leaves stretched for one era and three years, and the peach blossoms bloomed and fell for one era and three years. According to the twelve years of the ancient times, he has been in Lao Ye Mountain for fifteen years. Since stepping into the gate of Nanyan Palace of Lao Ye Mountain, I have never gone down the mountain, let alone go home to visit my father and mother. In ancient times, for a twenty-four-year-old man, he was already a steady man with a full beard. He was no exception, and his thick beard gave him a bit of a fairy wind bone.

There are three people living in the huge Nanyan Palace, and they are the same. The master and he are both Taoist, but his attendants are vulgar. Originally, the master also wanted to accept his waiter, but his waiter was still shallow and stubborn, just a member of the world, so the master had to give up.

About 10 years ago, Master traveled for a month whenever the wild peach blossoms on the mountain were in full bloom and the peach fruits were ripe. In today's parlance, it's a fixed-point business trip, rain or shine. He didn't know whether the master was looking for immortals to visit friends or preaching the scriptures, but when he came back, he brought one thing with him, and that was fine wine. Wine is drinkable in Taoism, and most of these wines are made from pure grains or flower petals, and they become vegetarian wines. Each time the Master brought back a few jars of wine, he and the boy were allowed to get drunk and then sleep beautifully for a few days.

In the past few days, he has been dreaming at night that his father is being tortured with hard labor in a place called Yili (in present-day Tangyin County, Henan), northeast of the capital of Chaoge (present-day Qi County, Henan). It's been seven years.

When he woke up, he told the boy about the dream, and when the boy arrived, he would go down the mountain and go home to find out. After all, it has been more than ten years since I left home, where is there a child who does not miss his relatives? The waiter complained that although the scenery here is good, there are times when he is tired of playing, just like the braised pork he likes, and he is sick to his stomach when he eats it every day. Now the boy feels that this is a cage, and a good man wants to be a mighty general galloping across the field or a graceful literati, but his master is good, and he runs to this ghost place, and he becomes a poor Taoist priest with green lights and yellow silks, morning bells and dusk drums. But he didn't think so, in fact, the master was a clean-loving immortal, and that time he went to his house to sloppy and "turn into a fate" may have tested his father's sincerity. Master's immortal skills are higher than the twelve golden immortals under the Jade Void Sect, and he will definitely make achievements with his master. As the saying goes, the small is hidden in the city, and the big is hidden in the mountains. Only by carefully holding your breath to learn the Tao and practice immortal arts can you save the common people and the sea of suffering. Therefore, even if he dreamed that his father was suffering, he did not dare to go home. With his father's cultivation, he will turn evil into good fortune. Besides, if my father is really in trouble, the family will send someone to tell him. He remembered that when he left the house, his father repeatedly told a verse: "The flute and the south rock palace are mingling, and the white ape appears in the smoke and rain." If he did not see these signs, he would never have been able to go down the mountain and go home. This is the will of God, and the will of God cannot be violated. For fifteen years, he obeyed his father's orders, never even wrote a letter, and did not dare to return home. But he still hasn't figured out the meaning of these two sentences. What he was looking forward to now was that Master would come back soon, so that he could give him guidance and take time off to go home to see his parents and siblings.

A thick puff of smoke billowed out of the firewood room, accompanied by a violent coughing sound, and he walked into the firewood room as he walked in the Nanyan Palace. The boy in the room was cooking breakfast on the burning ground. He asked urgently: Xiao Anzi, how did you get like this?

The boy who had been replaced by Xiao Anzi turned his face from the stove, his face was black and gray, and the handsome Taoist priest couldn't help but giggle.

Xiao Anzi said with a sad face: "My fourth son, I, a loyal and honest follower who is a father, a mother, and a brother and sister, when will the crow fly to the branch and become a phoenix? Look at this firewood, it's wet, can there be no smoke? I just rang the bell and went back to the kitchen, and the fire was extinguished." It is said that to be a Taoist priest for a day and hit the bell for a day, I, the eight poles, can't be counted as a person who has entered the Tao, and I have to beat the morning bell and dusk drums, do you say I am wronged?"

The man who said these words was Peng An, a lean and lean man, about seventeen or eighteen years old. His dream is to be a foodie and taste delicious food from all over the world. But fate is really playing tricks on people, but he is like a crow bird with folded wings, and he can only flutter blindly in the realm of Lao Ye Mountain. His father was a diner of the fourth son's family, so when he was six years old, his father sent him to Nanyan Palace to accompany the young master. Sometimes he really couldn't survive the clear soup and little water, so he secretly went down the mountain, beat his teeth, and ate and drank a meal. I didn't expect that I had a soft spot for food at a young age. So sometimes I brought some ingredients to take advantage of the ancestor and the fourth son to go up the mountain to farm, and tossed his cooking skills in the firewood room, and over time, he learned to cook.

In ancient times, there was a saying called "Those who practice Taoism will become immortals if they can become immortals, become gods if they can't become immortals, and become adults if they can't become gods." "Twelve golden immortals like the disciples of the Yuan Shi Tianzun Yuxu Palace, Cihang Daoren, Taiyi Zhenren, and Yun Zhongzi are Dao Ascension Immortals and become Daluo Golden Immortals. Yang Jian, Nezha, Li Jing, Wei Dao, Lei Zhenzi, Jin Zha, and Muzha are also immortals. But like the disciples of the Tongtian Sect Master, Sun Turtle Spirit Holy Mother, Wen Zhong, Zhao Gongming, and the Four Demons of Kowloon Island were not so lucky, and after their deaths, they were only named gods by the god list. And people like Jiang Ziya, King Wu of Zhou, Nangong Shi and others, that is, they have no relationship with immortals and gods, and can only enjoy glory and wealth in the world. Like Peng An, he can only become an ordinary man, Peng An is the later Zhou Gong and Yin Taohua fighting method, Yin Taohua broke Zhou Gong, and Peng Zu, the first birthday star in the yang world, lived for 800 years.

The young Taoist priest who was replaced by the fourth son was surnamed Ji Mingdan, and he was the fourth oldest in the family, so he was habitually called the fourth son by Peng An. Ji Dan's father was Ji Chang, the Xibo Marquis of the Shang Dynasty, his eldest brother was a merry Yashi Bo Yi Kao (Ji Kao), and the second brother was called Ji Fa, who was later King Wu of Zhou. His third brother is a mighty general named Guan Shuxian (Ji Xian), the fifth brother is called Cai Shudu (Ji Du), and the eighth brother is called Huo Shuchu (Ji Division). Ji Chang has ninety-nine sons, and he also accepted Lei Zhenzi as an heir at the foot of Yanshan on the way to Chaoge, just enough for a hundred sons. Therefore, Ji Dan's brothers took out a random one, and they were all well-known figures. Ji Dan is not useless in the embroidered pillow, fifteen years, he is practicing martial arts during the day and practicing literature at night, he not only understands the essence of Taoism, and the magic is perfect, and is familiar with the ten thousand books of Jing Si. Its Wen Tao Wu strategy, Wu can Anbang, Wen can govern the country. Therefore, when he was later worshiped as the deputy marshal and followed Jiang Ziya, he was respected as the Duke of Zhou. In the early days of King Zhou Cheng, he also quelled the "Three Prison Rebellion" led by his third brother Guan Shuxian, fifth brother Cai Shudu, and eighth brother Huo Shuchu. It ensured the 800-year foundation of the Great Zhou Empire.

Ji Dan put down his sword, and he said to Peng An, who was complaining, "Xiao Anzi, you don't have to complain. If you achieve great things, you have to be informal. Needless to say, as long as you follow me and study your homework well, you will have a good future in the future. ”

"Oh! it's a sweet date again, but I'm tired of it. When Peng An muttered, he had already put a pot of vegetable soup on the table. "There was no rice to put in the pot, so I had to make a pot of pearl jade and white jade soup. I've been burning for two hours. Drink it, it's a great supplement!"

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