The weather is cold, and the spring is moving.

The clouds have passed, and the sun has sunk.

There are trees outside the fence, and the trees are withered. There are a few in the window, and a few cases are faint. There is a pond outside the courtyard, and the pond is full of silence.

On the attic of the Broken Taoist Temple.

The two sat opposite each other.

"Do you still hear it?" said the old man, a little scruffy beard, but in the bright light, there was a clean smell.

"I have to respect the teacher, understand the major events of death and life, although food and clothing are slightly insufficient, fortunately, the years are not late, and I dare to give advice or two. The young man on the opposite side got up slightly, bowed and saluted, very respectful, and his dark and childish face still had a bit of the ruffian aura of the past, but it seemed to be swept away by the gentle smoke rising from the quaint incense burner on the table, leaving only the word quiet.

The old Taoist priest bowed slightly, pressed his lips slightly, and opened slightly: "That... Would you like to hear me tell you about the image of the two dharmas?"

The disciple listened attentively. "When the young man heard it, he bowed goodbye.

The old Taoist priest smiled and said solemnly: "The road is not far away, but people come from afar." The so-called immortals, immortals, are not born, it is really the day after tomorrow to achieve a positive result, if you want to build the avenue, you must work hard to set up great ambitions, no matter what. Once it starts, it is like climbing a rock from a peak, you must be brave and strong, like the first alchemy fire, you will burn it, you will be diligent day and night, and you dare not give up. Or if you sail against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. Although you have now fully opened your ancestral aperture, and you have understood the true meaning of life and death, if you don't cultivate, you don't know, and if you don't go to the other side, it's all in vain, let me ask you, are you really ready?"

The young man's expression did not waver in the slightest: "Naturally." ”

The old Taoist priest was satisfied, and then he said no more.

If you don't say it, you will naturally wait for the teenager to say it, and the teenager will say it again.

After all, preaching is a two-person business.

The young man said, and he asked, "Master, what is the way of the gods?"

The old Taoist priest replied: "The immortals, who are tired of living in the world, work hard, connect the joints, smoke lead and add mercury and gold to refine the top." The jade liquid is returned to the Dan, refining to form qi and the five qi are Chaoyuan, and the three yangs are gathered at the top. Forget the form, the fetus is self-transformed. Yin and yang are pure, and there is a body outside the body. Dequaint and ascend to immortals, transcendent and holy. Refuse the vulgar to return to the three mountains, it is called a fairy. ”

The young man was silent, and then asked, "What is the way of the immortals?"

The old Taoist priest replied: "The earth immortals are tired of living in the world, and they work hard, and they are detached, and they are called immortals." The earth immortal is tired of living on the three islands and preaching the world, there is merit on the road, and there is a line in the world, the merit is satisfied, and the book of heaven is used to return to the cave sky, which is called the heavenly immortal. Since he is a heavenly immortal, if he is tired of living in the cave, he will serve as an immortal official: the lower is called the water official, the middle is called the earth official, and the upper is called the heavenly official. There is great merit in heaven and earth, and there is great practice in ancient times. The official was promoted, successively served in the thirty-six cave heavens, and returned to the eighty-one yang heavens, and returned to the three clear void natural realms. ”

The young man thought thoughtfully, secretly thinking about the difference between the two, and then said: "Looking at the way of the five immortals, ghosts and immortals are the most inferior, and it is not advisable. Heavenly immortals are in the first place, and they dare not speak or hope unless they have the great merit of doing a thousand good deeds. Then, the so-called law of human immortals, earth immortals, and immortals, can you hear about it?"

The old Taoist priest said: "There are three percent of the law, and the human immortals do not come out of the small law, the earth immortals do not come out of the middle law, and the gods do not come out of the big law." It's 30 percent, in fact, it's one. It is not difficult to seek the Tao in usage. It is also very easy to seek immortals with the Tao. ”

The young man's face was happy, but after thinking about it, he had a slight doubt.

The old Taoist priest waved his sleeves: "But it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

"Throughout the ages, how many romantic characters have been picked up. The disciples secretly thought that there should be people who support their lives and cultivate the Tao, seeking immortality, seeking immortals, seeking the Great Dao, and those who have not attained it, why?"

The old Taoist priest asked rhetorically: "What is the way of ghosts and immortals?"

And then replied: "The law is not in line with the Tao, with more knowledge and strong knowledge, self-generated small Fa is not exempt from disease and death, it is still called autopsy, confuses the world, and promotes each other, resulting in ignorance of the avenue." Although those who have faith and hard will, they have been doing it for a long time, but in the end they have not achieved success, and they enter the spring in order. Woohoo!

Both of them were silent.

Lao Dao secretly sighed the sorrow of the world's lost.

The teenager secretly criticized the importance of having a master.

"Wow!!"

"Squeak~"

The door of the small attic was slammed open by a wooden barrel. Po stood at the door, panting.

Staring at the barrel, the boy's nose frowned slightly.

The old Taoist priest sat cross-legged at the door, as calm as before.

"Six roots, at this moment, can't understand it?" seemed to see the young man's expression, and he said slowly.

The young man was a little ashamed, thinking to himself how dare he dare to do something like a philistine person. Then he used a phrase that the old man often said: "The Tao is drowning in." ”

The old man smiled: "Don't be angry, don't pretend to embellish, this is not yet enlightened, the mortal body has not been shed, and the metabolism is natural." ”

"The disciple is taught. ”

And then he doesn't hide the physiological reaction.

The little boy by the door saw that they no longer spoke, nor did he hide his anger.

"Doesn't that wake you up? Looks like I'll have to change it for more than three days next time." I don't think you're going to take it?" he scoffed.

The boy smiled: "That's good, it's quite fat, it's best to use it for ordering." ”

"You!" a stream of blood rushed up his neck, and the boy suddenly felt the urge to splash the good things he was holding on him.

The old Taoist priest knew that he would not speak again, and this pair of living treasures would have to be pinched, if the house was full of that thing, although it seemed natural to him, it was not beautiful after all, so he hurriedly said: "Okay, Bao'er, grandpa is preaching with your brother, don't interrupt, play by yourself, ah." ”

Hearing this, Ah Bao was very angry and helpless, but who called the other party a grandfather, he was a grandson? How many times the two years in front of him were combined, how could they be like children? But he still said seriously: "You have passed on your way, but it's all like this, can you really become a god? The rice on the stove has been cold eight times." ”

The young man and the old man smiled at each other and shook their heads.

Ah Bao stomped his feet, ready to ignore it anymore, and his heart said that you would starve to death and cry to death, and no one would care. Thinking about it, I wanted to push the door down. But I always feel like I forgot what I didn't say.

The young man frowned, looking at the brown and yellow wooden barrel, although the book was broken: long into the abalone, without feeling its smell. But the abalone is still better than that? So he stopped Po.

"Wait!"

Ah Bao turned his head suspiciously and looked at him: "Hmm, I figured it out? I'll just say, it's better to be hungry if you don't eat a meal, right?"

"Wow. Something fell. The boy winked at him.

Looking at the bucket, Po's puzzled expression suddenly froze, and then an indifferent expression appeared on his small round face.

"Bang!"

The beams of the house shook in the last years of the wind and candles.

"Ahem~~"

"Ahem~~"

The two of them were stunned, as if they couldn't understand why he was so hot.

Brushing the wood chips on his head, the corners of his mouth turned up, and blowing the wood slag on his eyebrows, the old Taoist priest was very innocent: "This is?"

The young man was inexplicable, so he immediately ran to the window and shouted downward, "What's the matter?! Don't you just let you order, as for such a big fire, although it can be warmed up by lighting a fire." ”

"Dot, dot, dot, fart! I think you're a little crazy. Downstairs through the corridor came from Bao's angry scolding.

The young man was stunned for a moment, looked at Lao Dao, calmed down a little, and shouted below: "Winter manure fertilizer field, spring manure fertilizer seedlings." It's natural, you know?"

"Nature, nature, nature, will you do anything other than nature? Bao's immature voice was mixed with a merciless slap in the face.

I don't know what's wrong with this sentence, but it must have hit some pain points in the young man's heart, and he was immediately furious and said: "Hey, you little cub, it's against you, dare to argue with your brother and me? It's really a summer insect can't talk about ice, how can the crooked neck not be straightened, the mud can't support the wall, @#¥%*@#¥&......"

The more the young man scolded, the more ugly he became, he scolded a lot, looked up, and saw that the old Taoist priest looked a little ugly, stuck out his tongue stupidly, and then looked right: "Master, don't get me wrong, I'm disciplining him, this kid just doesn't go to the house for three days, this is a disease, and he has to be treated!"

The old Taoist priest sighed.

But the boy obviously ignored a question, and let him scold for so long, and there was no response below.

He subconsciously thought that his persuasion education had worked.

"Wow!!"

Hurried footsteps rang out in the stairwell.

But it was Po who went and returned.

The young man said: "What's wrong, you know it's wrong? If it's wrong, call Brother Sheng, or brother." I don't care..."

"Wow~~!!"

The barrel in Po's hand was empty.

The boy stood on the spot, wooden chicken, wooden chicken, why are you a wooden chicken?

"Bang!"

Sawdust flew again in the room.

"Ahem~~ I said, Xiaoyun, you, why bother, alas~" While waving the sleeves of his robe, he retreated and avoided the young man.

Sniffing left and right, a trace of violence flashed in the eyes of the stunned young man, and he was about to attack.

"Do you want others to help you smell the commotion you provoked?" came Bao's voice downstairs.

"Roar !!" A beast roar sounded in the front yard, and it seemed that what Ying and Po said was very reasonable.

Li Yun was suddenly like a deflated ball, looking at his drooping wilted vegetable appearance, how aggrieved he was.

In fact, from childhood to adulthood, Po made him feel aggrieved for many miles. Who told him not to be reasonable?

The old Taoist priest saw that the ground was in shambles, and then looked at the yellow and white things on the eldest grandson's body, there was a "Tao" in the air, no, the breath of nature......

"Ahem, ahem, Xiaoyun, I said..."

Li Yun walked to the door dejectedly, and the old Taoist priest suddenly shrank into the corner.

The young man with a special body fragrance approached and said: "Master, this place is not very quiet, the sun is too strong, and... The turbid atmosphere is too strong, and I am continuing to preach, for fear of polluting the immortal building, I will go to see Dumb first, you see you..."

"Smack!"

"Oops!! my old waist!"

In the backyard, the old Taoist priest didn't know how many layers of winter mud were broken and a few old brittle bones were broken.

But feeling the resentment in the high place behind him that was colder than the cold in winter, he stiffened, and said vaguely: "It's for the teacher." Um, cough, what, remember to wash up, this fasting and bathing is an important lesson for my Taoist cultivation, and it is also a respect for the Tao, and you must not slack off!"

After saying that, the dragon suddenly became fierce, and ran towards the crooked neck tree without looking back.

Li Yun: "......"

He turned his head to look inside the room, looked at himself again, and then thought of the roar before, and his fists clenched hard!

"Bang !!"

The beams trembled, as if they were about to fall apart like his grandfather's old waist.

If the wooden door knows how to speak, it will definitely shout at me who is recruiting me?