"This old man is very well-informed!"

Seeing that the little Taoist boy was invited, he didn't put it back, muttered, and followed the Jingyun Xiaodao boy behind Horseshoe Mountain. At this time, Qiong Weixue Yi greeted the group of children in the back room, and she was very busy, and she was so busy that they would go for the time being.

At this time, Horseshoe Mountain is no longer the bare and lonely hill atmosphere of the past. Walking in this blessed land of the immortal family that suddenly rose, I saw the quiet mountain road under my feet, twisting and turning, winding, stretching into the mountains and clouds in the distance, and it seemed that there would never end. On the right side of the mountain road, there is a gurgling ravine, and on the left is a towering boulder mountain rock, the blocks are hard and straight, leaning towards the middle of the road, and they want to rush to people.

Although it is the middle of winter, the ravine on the right side of the awakening is still lush and green. The intertwined branches of the vines, on which the petite mountain birds jumped, chirped from time to time. Under the pergola, there was a murmuring sound, which was supposed to be a spring flowing through the ravine below. On the right, among the rocks and rocks on the craggy mountain wall, there is a fluffy book ribbon grass with soft stems and leaves, and when you walk by, the clumps of grass with the cold dew of the mountains will blow on people's faces from time to time, making people feel a cool and itchy feeling.

When walking in the mountain trail, seeing this vibrant weather, Xingyan couldn't help but praise Jingyun, praising this blessed land Horseshoe Mountain, which really responded to the sentence "There are no four seasons in the mountains, and the blessed land is Changchun".

Walking like this, a few times in and out of the white clouds in the mountains, the two of them finally came to the back mountain of Qinghe Old Road. When he arrived at the back mountain, Jingyun made a gesture and said, "The two uncles talk about the Tao, and the juniors will not bother", and then turned around and left.

When Jingyun left, Xingyan looked ahead, and sure enough, he found that under the continuous mountain cliff not far ahead, there was a person standing proudly in the mountain fog. At this time, the clouds in the mountains gradually rose, and the sleeves of the man's robe fluttered, looming in the clouds and mist, but he really looked like a fairy among the gods.

"What is this old man doing?"

With a grunt, Awakening walked towards where the man stood. Before he could get closer, the old Taoist heard the footsteps, turned around, and greeted Xingyan: "Ha! Xingyan is so hearty, remember to come back to see my old bones!"

"Haha!"

More than a year later, when Xingyan saw Qinghe Lao Dao, he couldn't help laughing, and laughed: "I said Qinghe Lao Dao, you really haven't changed!"

At this time, although the old man of Qinghe was wearing a crown and a broad belt, the hippie smile on his old face was squeezing his eyebrows at Xingyan.

"Qinghe Zhenren, don't come unharmed!"

When he arrived, he pretended to bow and salute his predecessors. Seeing him joking, the old Taoist of Qinghe also looked solemn, and said seriously: "It's okay, it's okay!" Looking at Hall Master Zhang's face, he was happy, it's also a good thing, right?"

"Huh?"

When you hear this, you will know that it is not good, and you will make fun of this old man. Sure enough, then Qinghe immediately relieved his face, and said with a smile: "Ho ho, the hall master returned, Heshan coaxed, and they all said that you brought back the two girls, and they looked good, so you want to ask me to help pick an auspicious day for the zodiac and get married in the church......"

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!"

Xingyan has known this old man for many years, and knows that he is not serious at all, and he is not serious, so he answered casually, intercepted the conversation and asked: "Old man Qinghe, last time Luofu said goodbye, I don't know how your business has been in Horseshoe Mountain for more than a year?"

As soon as these words came out, it was as if he was talking about the sore spot of the old way, Qinghe's face immediately darkened, and he said bitterly: "Alas! The reputation is tiring, the reputation is tiring! You see-"

While speaking, the dean of the Horseshoe Courtyard of the Shangqing Palace flicked the sleeves of his wide robe and complained to Xingyan: "Since Lao Dao became the dean of this Laoshizi and wore this crown, he is no longer embarrassed to go down the mountain to earn some extra money. So much so that now, the wine worm in my belly has moved, so I have to go to your house to rub the wine. Thanks to Brother Zhang's good people, I don't have any suspicion so far!"

"Ha~"

Qinghe's gluttonous deeds, I have heard a little about the sober words at the home-cooked dinner at noon today. However, before he had time to laugh, Xingyan seemed to think of something, so his face was solemn, and he suddenly bowed respectfully to Qinghe Laodao, and said seriously: "Xingyan Young man travels far away, and I want to thank my predecessors for taking care of the second elder!"

"Hah...... This stinky boy brought you to make money back then, who would have thought that today he would remember to thank me!"

Listening to the solemn words, the old Taoist priest squeezed his eyes and pretended to be confused.

Seeing him like this, Xingyan seemed to have expected it, just smiled slightly, and didn't say more.

He was grateful, in fact, it was all because he heard his father say at noon today that this Qinghe chief had helped his family scare off a bully.

It turned out that Xingyan was given a hundred acres of rice fields by the imperial court and was assigned outside Raozhou City. Originally, this was a good thing, and the name of the horseshoe Zhang family had already spread all over Raozhou, so it stands to reason that there would be no trouble. However, it is not a coincidence that there is a rich man from outside, who is arrogant and does not know the bottom of this matter, and he does not take the villagers here seriously because there is a relative in the court who cannot be beaten by eight poles.

This foreign rich family also bought dozens of acres of land outside Raozhou City, which happened to be next to the rice field of Xingyan's family. And the rice world of the Xingyan family is given by the official family, and the Taishou knows the details, so it is naturally the most fertile and high-quality fertile land in Raozhou. Therefore, according to the nature of this rich family, it is natural that when plowing the fields, he instructed the tenants at home, and gradually invaded the acres of the family's fields, one ridge and two ridges, and the first time he got Long and returned to Shu, and the junction of the two acres was very long, and in the past two seasons, there were seven or eight acres of fertile land that fell into his hands.

According to the world at that time, for the croppers, this encroachment on the acres of land was almost as serious as snatching a wife. But Lao Zhangtou was honest after all, and when he saw that there were bullies and bullying, he didn't dare to negotiate at first. This loyal mountain man only thinks about it, after all, other people's families use rice seeds, so they can wait for others to harvest and then reason with them. Who knows, when the rice is cut, Lao Zhangtou went to tell the rich man again, but he was only threatened. The rich and unkind people not only did not want to return the encroached fields, but also gave birth to many crooked reasons, wanting to exchange a few acres of barren fields for more fertile land. Seeing that the rich man was so arrogant, the old man was honest, and he was not good at words, so he naturally returned depressed.

However, it is also in line with the bad luck of the country. After that, a few days later, Qinghe Lao Dao came to Zhang's house to drink, and occasionally listened to Lao Zhang's complaint a few words when drinking, Lao Dao was suddenly furious, and he couldn't drink the wine, so he stood up and said that he was going to fight with the bully. Seeing that he was drunk, Lao Zhangtou was naturally startled and wanted to stop him, but who knew that a slip of his hand made the drunken old man stagger.

Next, when he got the bully, the director of the Shangqing Palace's other courtyard scolded loudly, shouting loudly at the bully rich man. Naturally, after only two sentences of scolding, the thugs in the courtyard of the rich household flocked out, shouting and scolding to teach this bad old man who did not know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth -- Qinghe Lao Daoping was disheveled in his clothes, his beard was unkempt, and he drank so much that day that he was naturally not taken seriously; when he saw that there were soft persimmons to pinch, which one did not compete for the lead?

Who knows, these brave villains and thugs, just rushed halfway, they were swept away by the whirlwind of Naqinghe, "swish" two flew out of the two straw sandals on their feet, and hit the air - the straw sandals, since they broke away from the toes of the old road, they shook more and more in the wind, at first like a bucket, gradually became a grinding plate, and when they reached those thugs, the two broken straw shoes had become as big as two hills, covering the sky and the sun, sprinkling the dust and mud on the soles of the old man's feet, and blasting towards the evil servants and thugs like Mount Tai!

Needless to say, the next thing is to know that the bully and the rich man will come to the Awakening House to give gifts and make amends for his sins during the New Year's holidays. Just now, he said that he said that he was thanking the old Taoist priest for this matter. However, after thanking him, seeing Qinghe pretending to be deaf and dumb, Xingyan couldn't help but look at the endless green mountains in the distance, and said leisurely: "Alas, Qinghe, you are really, our Taoist family, should be quiet and inactive." It's always undeserved......"

"Humph!"

Hearing what Xingyan said, Qinghe Lao Dao finally couldn't help it, and said angrily: "What a stinky boy, you still talk about cool things! Then let me ask you, what should I do if you are replaced?"

"Well, it's me—"

Seeing that Lao Dao was in a hurry, he suddenly became happy, and laughed and said: "If you change me, you will naturally come to the door with a sword, so that these bullies who bully the people will be 'quiet and inactive' from now on!"

"Ahem......"

As soon as this matter came to an end, Xing Yan suddenly remembered something again, and asked: "Old man Qinghe, why did you remember to ask me to meet at the 'Siguo Cliff'?

"This—"

After hesitating for a moment, Qinghe smiled and said, "Actually, this Siguo Cliff was set up by me later for the disciples in my sect who have made mistakes to walk and relax. The scenery here is good, my grandfather and son haven't seen each other for more than a year, so naturally they want to find a beautiful place to meet solemnly!"

"Oh? really?"

From the words that came out of the old Qinghe Dao, the young man was always a little skeptical, so he looked around-

At this time, the mountain fog gradually disappeared, and he saw clearly that he and Qinghe Lao Dao were standing on a natural stone platform stretched out in the middle of the mountain; Looking from this stone platform, the mountain cliffs on the opposite side are steep and majestic, and the stone wall lines that stand on the top of the sky and the earth are rigid and soft, as if they have been carved by the magic axe, which is very beautiful and belly. Compared with the mountain scenery seen all the way, the stone cliff in front of you is indeed quite impressive.

And in the east of the natural painting screen that stands next to the sky, there is a waterfall between the bluestone walls, and the flying beads splash jade, falling on the bluestone of the waterhole at the bottom of the waterfall, breaking into tens of millions of points, and from time to time there are bursts of snow-white smoke. At this time, another ray of sunlight shone behind him, and there was a brilliant rainbow faintly in the mist rising from the waterfall. And on the cliff stone wall from south to north in front of you, vines are overgrown, verdant and green, everywhere are like silkworms, white mountain birds and brown wild monkeys, flying and jumping together in the hanging vines, adding a bit of agility and vitality to this picturesque mountain screen.

Seeing this dusty atmosphere that is suitable for both movement and quiet, Rao is sober and well-informed, and he can't help but admire. Listening to him praise the scenic spots he had discovered, Lao Dao Qinghe couldn't help but be overjoyed and proud.

It's just that at this moment, a gust of mountain wind blew, but Xingyan heard a faint noise coming from the wind.

"Old Dao, why is there still a lot of noise in this quiet place?"

Although the voice of the person coming with the wind was not loud, it was still clearly audible in the ears of the master of the Four Seas Hall who had a keen sense of hearing. Hearing Xingyan ask like this, a look of embarrassment flashed on Qinghe's face, and then he looked as usual, reaching out and patting his head, as if he had only remembered something now.

"By the way, I haven't taken you around this Siguo Cliff yet. Come with me. ”

Qinghe Zhenren of Horseshoe Mountain, like a guide who takes people to play at this time, is chattering with the young man: "We went down this stone step, got off this viewing platform, and came to the bottom of the valley with the best scenery of Siguo Cliff in Horseshoe Mountain." ”

"Ah, there's a stone staircase here. ”

It wasn't until this time that Xingyan found that there was a stone path next to the natural stone platform that stretched out of the mountain at his feet, which spiraled down to the bottom of the cliff below. Climbing the stairs and going down to the bottom of the valley, he realized that the stone platform just now was in the air above his head, and there was a hole in the sky underneath. It was from here that the commotion of the people just now came.

At this moment, among the mountains and valleys, there is a group of tourists dressed as scholars, about a dozen, shaking their heads and reciting poems by the spring stream at the bottom of the cliff.

It seems that this group of literati and scholars are imitating the elegant things of the ancients, drinking and composing poems there. Thinking about the mountain spring stream at the bottom of the cliff, from the half acre of waterfall pool in the south, gurgling in a round bluestone that is high in the south and low in the north, encountering a stone wall in the north, and then coiling back, flowing back from another road, just turning into a canal. The group of literati and writers in front of him poured water and wine with a wooden bowl, put it in the gurgling stream, floated in front of someone, and took it out with his hand and recited a poem.

Xu is this place is quiet, and there is a meandering water to help the fun, and I listened to it for a while, and found that these people are the springs of literature and poetry.

When I listened to some of them, I suddenly saw that one of them seemed to have a good sentence, and was praised by the surrounding literary friends, so he happily walked aside, took out a string of copper coins from his sleeve, and handed it to the little Taoist boy standing next to him, and then took a stone pen from the Taoist boy's hand, held a glass of wine in one hand, and waved the pen in the other, and carved it on the white stone wall that was as smooth as a mirror.

"It's ......"

Seeing this situation, Xingyan felt quite strange, so he asked the old man next to him what was going on. Seeing him ask, Lao Dao Qinghe smiled proudly, twisted his beard and said: "I don't know, these scholars like my Taoist famous mountains and blessed lands, and they often come to play." Lao Dao took pity on them for the long distance, and it was inconvenient to carry the wine and food boxes, so he sold wine and food at the entrance to the mountain pass, saving them the pain of hard work. And in this quiet mountain scenery, natural poetry flourishes, and poetry is endowed with poetry. If you get a good sentence, you are willing to carve it on the stone wall next to it, maybe after a thousand years, there will be descendants to watch. Therefore, I took great pains to make a special stone pen with Taoism, so that they could write on the stones—"

"Then why pay for it?"

"Pay the money, of course!"

Qinghe said bluntly: "If my Taoist natural stone wall is engraved with rotten sentences and sour texts, wouldn't it be a big spoil to the scenery? These tourists, if they want to engrave poems, they must think carefully and think clearly, because it costs 50 wen to engrave a word!

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

Hearing the old saying, Xingyan immediately clapped his hands and laughed, and praised: "Wonderful! A short poem of fifty words and a short poem is almost one or two, but it is not so cheap that it is full of redundant texts, and it is not too expensive, so that these scholars and literati are unwilling to pay for it -- it is really ingenious!"

In a word, these two old partners who walked the streets and alleys to make money cooperated and made money looked at each other and smiled, very agreeable.

After touting for a while, the old man of Qinghe suddenly had a sad look on his face, and said sadly: "Wake up brother, although this method is 'more than what is lost and what is not enough', it is quite able to help the poor." It's just that after more than a year, I went to the Horseshoe Courtyard in Raozhou City to give porridge and clothes, and the poor people who were originally relieved were all going to do a proper livelihood, so that the silver taels I earn now can't be spent, and I can't use them to buy wine and drink privately, it's really annoying to think about!"

Hearing this, Xingyan couldn't help but really admire the old man's philanthropic heart at this time. After thinking about it for a while, he gave him an idea: "Old Dao, how narrow your vision is! After Raozhou is finished, you might as well go to other states and counties to set up porridge farms, such as Poyang and Xingzi County ...... near the left."

"Yes, yes!"

Wake up the person in the dream with a word, the old Dao Qinghe Mao Sai suddenly opened, his eyes lit up, and he blurted out: "Poyang, Xingzi County, as well as Shinan and Shibei counties, can all be helped!"

When he spoke, this old man was dancing with his hands, and his eyes were looking south, and his eyes were looking through the valley to the world in the distance, and his ambition was very ambitious.

Just when he was a little carried away, he heard the young man ask in surprise: "Huh?

It turned out that Xingyan inadvertently looked south along the old road, but saw that there was a white stone more than one person high near the waterfall, and three big characters embedded with red ochre powder were written on the smooth stone surface: "Thinking about the cliff"

The pen is quite majestic and wonderful. This is not unusual, but next to the stone tablet, there is a scholar who is setting up a stall to sell paintings. On the left and right of the painting stall, each carrying a pair of cloth couplets, on which is written a sentence: sit quietly and think about your own mistakes, and reflect on your body three times a day.

On the small wooden table in front of him, there were all kinds of paper, pens and dishes, and a stack of white drawing paper pressed with pebble paperweight.

"How can there be a painter stall here?"

Hearing the sober question, Qinghe smiled and told him: "Xingyan do you mean that Li nerd? He, he is also from Raozhou City, he has been studying since he was a child, and he just wants to make a name for himself." It's just that he is a bit pedantic, and he doesn't read openly, and he hasn't read much over the years, but he has ruined his family and is destitute, making him a bad wife, and he wants to abandon him as soon as possible. Lao Dao wandered around the city, saw him pitiful, and knew that he was not bad, so he invited him to come here to paint portraits next to the cliff stele, and he could also earn two money, so that he could support his wife and children. ”

"Oh, I see!"

Xingyan originally had a time when he had no money, but after listening to Qinghe's words, he felt the same way and sighed a few times.

While the two were talking, they saw that the scholar Li who was reading a book had already come to the door, and a well-dressed scholar stood up after paying his friends and friends, staggered and paced, called "Brother Li", and stood beside the stone tablet with his chest folded, and asked Li Shudud to paint a portrait of him.

"How about it? Do you want to draw one too? Li Shu's painting is still good. ”

Qinghe Lao Dao saw Xingyan looking at that side blankly, and thought that his eyes were hot, so he patted his chest and promised: "I am familiar with the owner of the art stall, if you want to take care of his business, I will tell you about it, Guan Bao can get a 20% discount!"

It's just that Qinghe Lao Dao was very enthusiastic to solicit business for that nerd, but Xingyan didn't seem to hear him at all, and he was still stunned, until the old man Qinghe shook his hand in front of his eyes, and he woke up like a dream.

"Strange—"

The young man who looked back to normal suddenly came out with this clueless sentence, and then said to Qinghe: "I said the old way, according to me, I have been an idle errand in the Qing Palace on Luofu Mountain for more than a year, and I also know a lot about the person who is in charge of the real person Lingxuzi. In my opinion, your temperament should have an appetite for him, why was he driven down the mountain back then, and only came to this remote market to be an errand runner?"

"Well...... this"

When the old Taoist Qinghe heard this, he was about to defend himself, but he heard the young man continue: "Also, the old Taoist you passed on my method of refining gods and transforming voids, at first I only thought that you were playing tricks and telling me nonsense - but in the past two years, I, the little brother in the market back then, have read more scriptures and seen a lot, and I feel that the two short articles of refining gods and transforming voids are really broad and profound, and they faintly contain the truth of heaven and earth-"

Speaking of this, Xingyan turned around, stared at Lao Dao's hippie smiling face with a pair of dark and bright eyes, and asked seriously: "Lao Dao, Xingyan has known you for so many years, and now you are on the same Qingmen wall, in the past two years, you have gradually gained the understanding of the head of the family, and you are in charge of this large mountain field alone, so I want to ask, Qinghe Zhenren-"

Speaking of this, Xingyan has changed his name, and asked solemnly: "Today, real person, can you tell me the ins and outs of this matter?"

"This ......"

Seeing him ask so seriously, Lao Dao Qinghe also smiled. After being silent for a long time, Qinghe suddenly seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, until today, this matter should also be known to you." Come with me. ”

As soon as he spoke, Qinghe turned around and walked, swaying in front of him, and walked towards the viewing stone platform just now.

When the two of them arrived at the viewing platform again, Lao Dao Qinghe stood on the southernmost edge of the stone platform and did not speak for a while. So standing beside the young man on the observation deck, it seemed that only the sound of the sky and the sound of people were left, and the birds were singing and the apes were crying.

At this moment, Lao Dao Qinghe stared at the clear sky light in the mountain screen to the south, and his expression was leisurely, as if he had fallen into a long memory. When he was pondering, there was occasionally a wisp of mountain wind blowing, and when he reached in front of Qinghe, he stretched out his hand, and after a little spin, the unruly and mighty mountain wind suddenly became well-behaved and gentle, and swirled into a weak wind breath between his fingers, and then was gently flicked back into the white water and green mountains.

At this time, Lao Dao Qinghe still seemed to be the quiet old man on the surface, but standing behind him, seeing his wide robe and big sleeves fluttering by the mountain wind, he clearly felt that the person standing in front of him at this moment seemed to be completely different from the previous moment.

It seems that the other side of this old way hidden for half a lifetime is not fully displayed in front of him until this moment.

After a while, Na Qinghe seemed to wake up from his long memories, turned around, and said to the young man who had been waiting quietly: "The Tao is the way, the very way, the name is famous, the name is not the same." Do you know where these words come from?"

"Tao Te Ching!uh......"

These few words recited by Qinghe, of course, are too familiar to be familiar. I have read it in the school since I was a child, and the head of the Lingxu once told him that the Shangqing Absolute Technique "Heaven and Earth Death Tribulation" must also be understood from the "Tao Te Ching". In this way, he memorized this Taoist classic even more. It's just that after seeing Qinghe ask like this, after blurting out an answer, Xingyan hesitated a little: "Why did Qinghe ask this? Is this question really that simple?"

When he was hesitating, he saw Qinghe nodding and said, "Yes, this is the first sentence in the "Tao Te Ching" written by my Sanqing sect master. It's just that in this scripture, there are still a few words: Man is the law of the earth, the earth is the law of the sky, the heaven is the law, and the Tao is the nature!"

"The Master of the Three Qing Sects said, if we mortals, if we want to cultivate the natural heavenly way, we must be the law of the earth, the law of the sky, the law of the way, and the law of nature. It's just that you know, how can we, ordinary people, go to the Dharma Earth, the Dharma Heaven, the Dharma Dao, and even the Dharma Nature?"

"This ...... The disciple does not know. ”

At this time, the old Taoist priest who spoke leisurely seemed to have an indescribable momentum in his indifferent words, so that the young man who was originally familiar with him unconsciously used the honorific words in the door. Just as he answered, he saw the man smile faintly, and then spat out a few words—and then the shocking and unheard words came leisurely in the mountain wind: "No, wake up, in fact, you already know." ”

"The two chapters of refining gods and transforming voids in your hand are the natural laws of heaven and earth handed down by the masters of the Three Qing Sects back then. If you can cultivate, you will be able to get a glimpse of the principles of heaven and earth, the way of nature, and you will be able to live forever without medicine......"

Speaking of this, the words that Lao Dao followed the tail of the wind into the ears of the young man, although they were still tranquil and light, but in the ears of the young man, they had become like thunder in the nine heavens: "Alas, the "Tao Te Ching" that is known to women and children in this market should have been called the "Tao Te Ching" to ......."

"Ah......h

Suddenly, the young man suddenly felt that the overlapping green mountains in front of him suddenly moved, and together with the plain smile of the old Taoist, he turned into a surging and galloping ten thousand horses, and they all pressed towards his eyes!