The visitor was a sloppy old Taoist priest, skinny, with loose hair in a loose bun and a robe covered with oil stains.

Zhen Yangzi stepped forward to salute and said: "Uncle Shi, these two people broke into Jiugong Mountain early in the morning, and they had to see Shizun Tianxu Zhenren, and the master and nephew told them that Shizun was not there, but they were still entangled here in every way, affecting the disciples' Qing cultivation. ”

"Oh," the old Taoist priest's gaze swept over Xiaba Mountain, and fell behind Mo Yan, and said in surprise, "This person is dead, why did he carry it up the mountain?"

Xia Bashan saw that the old Taoist priest seemed to be reasonable, so he explained: "This person is Miao Fenglin, a disciple of Tianxu Zhenren, and when he was dying, he asked the old man to send him to Jiugong Mountain for burial and return to the master's door. ”

"Miao Fenglin?" Lao Dao was taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward to take a closer look, "Well, if it's really him, it's been twenty years, and it's rare to remember Jiugong Mountain, why is Miao Fenglin's hands and feet broken?"

"It's for the enemy...... "Xia Bashan was just about to talk about the reason.

"Wait, let it be. The old Taoist priest beckoned them to follow behind him and walked along a gravel path towards the back mountain.

The Taoist priests looked at each other, and Zhenyangzi looked displeased, but he couldn't say anything, so he frowned and scolded the Taoist priests: "Why are you stunned, let me go back to the temple for morning class." ”

At the end of the road there is a separate small courtyard, hidden in the greenery, quiet and private. Entering the house, Mo Yan put down the body of the Miao Hall Master, and the old Taoist priest personally brought two cups of tea.

"The old Tao is clear, he is the junior brother of Tianxu Zhenren, that is, Miao Fenglin's uncle. Okay, let's talk about what's going on?" The old Taoist priest had a kind attitude, which was completely different from the arrogance and domineering strength of Zhen Yangzi.

Xia Bashan did not hide it, and 1510 recounted the ins and outs of the whole thing in detail.

After hearing this, Qingxu didn't speak for a long time, and only then did he mutter: "Although Miao Fenglin is a closed disciple of Senior Brother Tianxu, he has been expelled from the sect twenty years ago, and he is no longer a member of the Shangqing faction. Now that he is buried in Jiugong Mountain after his death, his name is not right, and now the senior brother is out of the country and does not know when he will come back, but the body cannot be put away for a long time. ”

"Even if Miao Fenglin made a mistake back then, 'a person is about to die, and his words are also good', I hope that the Taoist can be extrajudicial and meet his last request. Shabashan pleaded.

Qingxu smiled slightly: "Lao Dao is a pedantic and conservative person, of course the corpse will be buried, please rest assured." ”

"Thank you, Chief. Mr. Xia thanked him.

"Do you say that Miao Fenglin wants to recommend this child?" Qingxu looked at Mo Yan.

"Yes, his name is Mo Yan. Shabashan replied.

"Miao Fenglin is the most qualified one among the disciples of the Shangqing faction, and he can't be blamed for what happened twenty years ago, the punishment is heavier, but it is also a last resort for the sake of the face of the sect. ”

"Uncle Dao Elder, what did the Miao Hall Master do wrong back then?" Mo Yan couldn't help but ask.

"This ......"

Xia Bashan said beside him: "Dao Chief, if it's inconvenient, you don't need to talk about it. ”

"Don't get in the way, Miao Fenglin mistakenly befriended the evil figure Jin Danzi, and then committed the next offense and injured the senior brother of the sect, violating two door rules, even if the senior brother in charge intends to exonerate, he can't save him. Qingxu sighed.

"Dao Chief, then is the True Martial Daoist Temple willing to accept Mo Remnant?"

"The senior brother in charge is not at home, and Zhenyangzi is now in charge of the view, and it is difficult to ask him to nod his head just now. It's hard for the two of you to send the corpse thousands of miles, so let's stay here for the time being, bury the corpse first, and talk about the rest later. ”

Shabashan nodded, and it had to be like this for now.

Qingxu found two shabby robes for them to change into, and then dug a pit in the woods with a hoe, hastily buried the body of the Miao Hall Master, and piled up a small mound.

"The people in the rivers and lakes don't have to pay too much attention to it, bury it back to Jiugong Mountain to fulfill their wishes, and wait for the senior brother in charge to come back before making a decision. Qingxu said.

"Xia went down the mountain first and disposed of the carriage, which was at least worth dozens of taels of silver. With that, Shabashan hurried down the mountain.

"Child, come over and let Lao Dao take a look," Qingxu stretched out his hand and grabbed Mo Yan's wrist three passes, secretly surprised in his heart, "Your body is abnormally full of true qi, have you practiced before?"

"Nope. Mo Mo shook his head.

"It's strange, could it be that someone is born like this? No wonder Miao Fenglin wants to recommend you, it is really different from ordinary people, and even the masters in my sect do not necessarily have this aura. It's just that the true qi is chaotic and still useless. Qingxu couldn't help but be amazed.

"I want to go take a shower. Mo Yan felt the sweat on his body itching and unbearable.

"Let's go to the back mountain, there is a spring pool called 'Qingshi Pond' under the cliff, there is a forbidden place for Taoist priests near there, don't run around, come back quickly after washing. Qingxu pointed out the path in detail.

According to what the Qingxu Daoist said, Mo Yan walked along the forest path all the way, and after about a stick of incense, he finally came to the end of the path. In front of him is a cliff full of vines, Mo stopped his footsteps, there was a gurgling sound of flowing water in his ears, followed the sound and turned a few bushes of arrow bamboo forest, there was a clear waterhole in front of him, surrounded by bluestones, a mountain spring fell from the cliff into the pool, it can be seen that there are small fish swimming in it, this is the bluestone pool.

On the stone wall at the turn of the cliff, there are several big words engraved with "this access forbidden place", Mo Yan looked around and there was no one, so he took off his clothes and jumped into the pool. The water in the pond is cool and refreshing, and even the fatigue of the past is swept away.

Looking back on what happened to me in the past six months or so, it makes people feel more sinister in the rivers and lakes, and they have seen the insidious cunning of Mrs. Min, Steward Xue and Lord Gui, the prefect, which is really like a "human-faced beast heart" as said on the stone wall. How good it should be to live with the mountain ghost mother and son, never have to beware of any intrigues and plots, although living in a cave with simple food and clothing, I feel down-to-earth in my heart. He worked hard to send the white bear bile to Yichang Mansion, but he didn't expect that even the government couldn't believe it, and he almost died in the dungeon for the rest of his life. Now that I am adrift, I am worried that my father and mother will not dare to go back, when will it be a head.

He grabbed two handfuls of weeds and rubbed the thick dirt off his body, and immediately felt much refreshed. After going ashore, he stood on the bluestone and waited for the sun to dry the water on his body, looking at his young and smooth skin, strong and strong muscles, and his eyes fell on the lower abdomen, where some sparse hairs had grown. Alas, I don't know when the next sperm will be, and it is really not easy to accurately seize the opportunity to practice the retrograde.

At this moment, there seemed to be a faint sigh from the cliff, but nothing could be heard under the contemplation.

Didn't you say that there was no one in this forbidden place, Mo Yan thought in his heart.

When he returned to the small courtyard, Mr. Xia happened to return, carrying the wine jar and food in his hand.

"Can Taoist priests also drink wine and eat meat?" Mo Yan asked, looking at the braised pig's head meat and fat chicken on the table.

"Of course, except for the meat of cows, turtles, snakes, dogs and wild geese, the Zhengyi Sect is not limited, and the Quanzhen Sect must completely abstain from alcohol, meat, and meat. Qingxu Daoist tore off a chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth, wiped his hands on his robe by the way, and picked up the wine glass.

Mr. Xia began to talk a lot after a few glasses of wine, chewing pig ears in his mouth and said to Mo Yan: "I just sold the carriage at a good price in Xiangyang City, and now I have the capital to buy some bell doctors and buy some medicinal materials. ”

"Aren't you worried about being wanted by the government?" asked Mo Yan.

"This is Xiangyang Mansion, no one knows Xiaba Mountain, and the whereabouts of the villages and alleys are uncertain, don't worry. You stay in this Taoist temple first, the Wushan Gang knows that the Miao Hall Master has already been expelled from the Shangqing faction, so they will never think that you will hide in this Taoist temple, and when the matter calms down, if you have not yet joined the sect, I will come to pick you up and go back to Yunnan to continue to run our Bashan Hospital. ”

"Okay. "Mo Yu had no choice but to do so.

Qingxu said on the side: "Mo Yan, you kid has good roots, you are indeed a good material for learning martial arts, Lao Dao likes it very much, and when the senior brother in charge comes back, he will definitely persuade him to accept you as a disciple of the True Martial Arts Temple." ”

Mo Yan remembered the sentence on the stone wall: "Monks and nuns, I have seen people who have achieved positive results." Sitting quietly for decades, silently reciting ten thousand scriptures, stubbornly sitting, and having an attic in the air are really misleading. I secretly thought to myself, I don't want to be like those old monks in Gantong Temple, meditating and reciting scriptures on the same futon for decades, until I die of old age.

The next morning, Xia Bashan said goodbye to the head of Qingxu Dao, and Mo Yan sent him all the way to the bottom of the mountain.

"I'll come to see you often. Shabashan said.

Looking at Mr. Xia's distant back, Mo Yan's nose was sour and almost burst into tears.

The true martial arts view is divided into three views, the back view is the Zhenwu Palace, the middle view is the Jade Emperor Palace, and the front view is the Lingguan Hall and the mountain gate. The head of the Tianxu Zhenren Ping said that they are all in the east side hall, which is also the place where the Shangqing faction deliberates, and the west side hall is the scripture pavilion, which is taken care of by the Qingxu Taoist.

It was rainy in late spring, and it kept raining.

Mo Yan went to the Scripture Pavilion to read books during the day, he was the person brought by the Qingxu Daoist, and it was inconvenient for other Taoist priests to ask more. There are many books in the pavilion, such as the Taoist Three Classics, the Tao Te Ching, the Nanhua Sutra and the Chongxu Sutra, as well as many classics. He looked through books such as Wei Boyang's "Participation in the Deed" of the Eastern Han Dynasty and Ge Hong's "Hug Puzi" in the Jin Dynasty, and found that the original cultivation was so complicated and cumbersome, no wonder there were many cultivators for thousands of years, and there were almost no enlightened people, and the life span was exhausted in vain.

Only alchemy makes him feel quite fresh, for example, "The Inner Chapter of Baopuzi" tells about the preparation and taking methods of various pills including Wuzhi, mica, realgar, jade, pearl, herb medicine, dansha, pine resin, etc., which is much more complex and magical than the medicinal herb processing method learned in the Bashan Medical Center Pharmacy. Whenever he read the classics on alchemy, he secretly memorized the methods and steps of alchemy.

At night, Mo Yan still got up on time to adjust his luck, but it seemed that he had encountered a bottleneck, and no matter how hard he tried, he never made much progress. Sometimes the sperm in his sleep is running away, and after waking up, it has already leaked out, and he is always one step away from luck retrograde, and he feels more and more that the sentence on the stone wall "The cultivator is retrograde, and the holy womb" may have other meanings.

It seemed that he couldn't figure it out by groping alone, and he was going to ask the Qingxu Dao Master in private to see if he knew any way to make the essence retrograde.

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