Section 43
Verse 43: See the elders at the end
Chubby came from Edgeworth and stopped directly at the entrance of the tallest and most gorgeous palace on the top of the mountain. There was a disciple cleaning at the door, and as soon as he saw the way of climbing the mountain, he knew that it was a monk who came, and he didn't dare to slack off, and one of the leading guys hurriedly came over to give a salute and said, "I've seen the immortal chief, may I ask what advice you have for coming to my Xuantian Temple?"
"I am an outer disciple of the Xuantian Courtyard of the Vast Mountain, and I am sent here on business!"
"Ah, it turned out to be a senior in the door, please come in, I will go and inform the major hall masters immediately!" the guy said, hurriedly and politely invited the little fat inside.
Xiaopang followed him to the front living room, sat on a chair, and had his own little Taoist boy serving tea. It didn't take long for a gray-haired old Taoist priest to walk in from outside.
This person looks very old, but his cultivation is not very high, he only has the realm of the innate six heavens, and at first glance, he is not talented enough to become a foundation building monk. However, don't look at other people's talents, there are really a lot of furnishings on this body. The golden robe, inlaid with jade and jewelry, shines brightly with the movement of the body.
Seeing Xiaopang, he frowned for a while, and said in his heart, I am a monk, what we pursue is the way of heaven, and what we seek is otherworldly. But why is this girl hanging all these useless mundane things on her body? Are you afraid that she will not be able to show that she is vulgar?
After the person came in, he laughed, clasped his fists and saluted: "Down is the hall master of the Xuantian Guan Qinglong Temple, Wang Zhiwu, dare to ask what this junior brother is called?"
There are four large shrines in the Xuantian Temple, named after the Green Dragon, the White Tiger, the Xuanwu and the Vermilion Bird, which enshrine various gods. Under the contemplation of the lord, it is the lord of these four temples who has the highest status, and usually replaces the contemplator who likes to live in seclusion to deal with mundane affairs.
Xiaopang came to someone's territory for the first time, so he naturally didn't dare to be rude, and hurriedly got up to greet him, "Xiaodao Song Zhong, I've seen Senior Brother Wang!"
"It turned out to be Senior Brother Song!" Wang Zhiwu smiled slightly, and was about to say something, but suddenly found that there was a small golden sword embroidery on the front of the Taoist robe on the little fat chest, and his face suddenly changed greatly: "Senior Brother Song is actually a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall?"
It's no wonder that Wang Zhiwu was so surprised, you must know that the Law Enforcement Hall is the most important and powerful department of the Xuantian Courtyard, and it has always only recruited a small number of elites in the sect. Once you enter the law enforcement hall, it also means that the future is limitless. The number of such disciples is very rare, and there are no more than ten out of the thousands of disciples in the outer sect. Why is such an important figure here?
Wang Zhiwu was obviously very puzzled by this, so he was so shocked.
But Xiaopang said in an indifferent tone: "That's right, the little brother is in the Law Enforcement Hall!"
"Oh, the little junior brother is so young that he is fortunate enough to enter the Law Enforcement Hall, this is too surprising!" Wang Zhiwu then asked tentatively, "But I don't know if Senior Brother Song is here for business this time?"
"I was ordered to stay here for three years!" said Xiaopang, taking out the jade plaque given by the door and handing it to Wang Zhiwu.
Wang Zhiwu checked it suspiciously, nodded, and then said strangely: "Since the junior brother is a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall, why do you still come here to garrison?
"No, I was only forcibly sent here because I didn't do any mentoring tasks for 3 years!" "Chubby smiled helplessly.
Although Wang Zhiwu didn't agree with Xiaopang's explanation in his heart, he still said very politely, "Ah, so that's the case, understand, understand!"
Then Wang Zhiwu's face turned slightly pale, and he said, "Senior brother, since you have already come, then come with me to meet the master! After all, you are a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall, I can't give instructions at will, so I can only ask the master to arrange the future for you!"
"It's okay!" Chubby nodded indifferently and said, "I'm about to meet the Lord of the Audience!"
"Good. Please come with me!" Wang Zhiwu finished speaking, and led Xiaopang out.
The two men then walked out of the main hall and into the back of the mountain. Along the way, the old trees of the small bridge, the flowers and green bamboos, contrast with each other, and the scenery is very charming, which makes people look out of the ordinary. Seeing this, Chubby sighed to himself, "This is where the monk should live, and the atmosphere that he should have." ’
After walking for about ten miles, they came to the gate of a cave. Wang Zhiwu raised his hand and popped out a sword light, and in a short time, the stone door of the cave opened automatically.
Wang Zhiwu walked in with Chubby. The cave behind the stone gate was not very deep, and after a few turns, I came to a place that resembled a living room, a stone table, surrounded by several stone benches. A middle-aged Taoist sat quietly in the middle.
This person was dressed in a gray sermon uniform, his face was strange, and his eyes were bright. It looks like a fairy wind bone. Although he was just sitting there quietly, there was an invisible coercion that made people unconsciously feel awe.
Xiaopang knew at a glance that this must be a foundation building monk stationed here, so he didn't dare to be rude, so he hurriedly came over and said, "Disciple Song Zhong, I've seen my uncle!"
"Song Zhong?" Daoist's originally solemn expression was immediately moved after hearing this name, and he suddenly asked, "Is your father Song Ziming, an inner disciple in the sect?"
"Ah, exactly!" Xiaopang was taken aback and hurriedly said, "Uncle Shi knows my father?"
"Sure enough, it's you!" The other party sighed at first, and then suddenly said angrily: "What uncle, call me uncle! I am your father's senior brother, we studied art together for 20 years, and I hugged you when you were born! But you bastard boy didn't give face, and he actually rewarded me with a body of boy urine!"
"Oh~" Xiaopang originally thought that this uncle was a serious person, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that he was also an approachable person, and he happened to be his elder, and his heart was suddenly overjoyed. hurriedly said: "It turned out that the master was on top, and the little nephew was rude!"
As he spoke, Xiaopang directly lifted the hem of his clothes, pushed the gold mountain, poured the jade pillar, and knelt on the ground and kowtowed. This is the etiquette for the younger generation to meet the elders for the first time.
Seeing this, the other party didn't see anything outside, nodded with satisfaction, and then got up and helped Xiaopang up, and said with emotion: "After more than ten years, I didn't expect you to be so old! If the junior brother and sister are still here, I will be very pleased to see that you can have this achievement!"
Speaking of the dead father, Xiaopang couldn't hold back anymore, thinking of the grievances he had suffered over the years, his eyes were red, and tears flowed down.
"Don't cry, don't cry, I've been stationed here for more than ten years, and I don't take care of you, so I'm really ashamed of the friendship of my brother and sister, but now it's okay, since you're here, it's equivalent to going to your own home. You can rest assured, with me here, no one will dare to bully you!" The other party hurriedly comforted.
"Thank you, uncle!" Xiao Fat wiped his tears, and then asked a little embarrassed: "Uncle, you see, I still don't know your old man's name?"
"Haha, I was negligent! My common name has long been lost, and now the Taoist name is Qingfengzi, you can call me uncle!" Qingfengzi smiled.
"Yes, uncle!" Chubby nodded hurriedly in agreement.