This time, Mo was idle and had nothing to do, and walked to the back mountain woods.

A layer of green spring grass has emerged on the tomb of the Miao hall master, life is really fickle, birth, old age, sickness and death are only a moment, the stone wall says that only the cultivation of truth to protect oneself, but how to know the pain and difficulty of cultivation.

There was a sound of footsteps in the distance, and Mo Yan looked up and saw a small Taoist priest hurrying along the path with a food box, which was the road leading to the forbidden land, strange, who did he send food to?

Mo Yan followed behind curiously, trying not to make a sound, so as not to notice it.

After the little Taoist priest walked to the end of the path, he turned directly into the bamboo forest, where it was the bluestone pool where he had bathed.

Mo Yan followed up the bamboo forest, and saw that there was no one on the edge of the waterhole, and wondered, where did the little Taoist priest go? The mountain cliff used to be a forbidden place, and he didn't dare to rush over, so he hid in the dense bushes, quietly waiting for the little Taoist priest to appear again.

After about a stick of incense, the figure of the little Taoist priest appeared on the side of the mountain cliff forbidden land, and the food box in his hand seemed to be very light, probably the meal had been delivered. The little Taoist priest hurriedly returned along the same path with his head down, and walked away after a while.

Mo Yan came out from behind the tree, looked at the cliff full of thorn vines and the path between the bushes in the forbidden land, and remembered the sigh he heard when he took a bath in the pool that day, could it be that there are some masters here who are practicing in retreat, could it be a real person, saying that he is going out to travel, maybe hiding in the forbidden land to practice some important martial arts.

He felt some inexplicable excitement, and curiosity forced him to creep into the forbidden place, and as he walked along the path, he saw a hidden cave under a tall and dense dove tree.

The entrance to the cave was very narrow, just enough for a person to pass sideways, and Mo Yan tiptoed in. After a dark passage, a spacious stone hall suddenly appeared in front of it, the ground was covered with stalagmites, and the stone stalactites hanging overhead were slowly dripping with water droplets. There is a big hole in the moss-covered stone wall on the side of the stone hall, and a ray of light is refracted into the hall, which is also very bright.

"It's not a little Taoist, so who are you?" suddenly someone asked angrily.

Mo Yan was startled, followed the sound and looked over, under the mottled stone wall in the north sat an old man with long hair and unkempt waist, ** was covered with a layer of green moss, and a steel iron chain was firmly fixed on the stone wall after passing through his pipa bone. At the moment, he was eating the food that was piled up on the ground with his hands.

"I, I walked in by accident. "Don't hesitate.

"Oh, it's still a little baby. ”

Mo Yan took two steps forward to take a closer look, and it turned out that this person's eyes were deep-set and his eye sockets were shriveled, and he turned out to be a blind man.

"Who are you, and why are you locked in this cave?" Mo Yan asked cautiously.

"Haha, how can that old miscellaneous hair in Tianxu lock up the old man, there is food and drink here, and the old man is willing to stay here. ”

Mo Yan looked at him in surprise, and said suspiciously: "How long have you been in this cave, I see that you have a lot of moss on your body." ”

"Well," the man lowered his head and pinched his fingers to calculate, "It's been almost more than twenty years, little baby, you haven't answered the old man's words, who are you, and you are also a little Taoist in the 'Fake Martial Arts Temple'?"

"Fake Martial Arts Temple?" Mo was stunned.

"That's right, the big and small miscellaneous hairs on Jiugong Mountain follow Tianxu to learn some useless things, what is it if it's not a 'fake martial arts temple'. The old man said angrily.

Mo was speechless when he heard it.

"Of course, except for Miao Fenglin's kid," the old man's tone softened, "but it's still extremely pedantic, unbearable, and it wastes the old man's heart." ”

Mo Yan "chuckled" in his heart, remembered the words of the Qingxu Daoist, and asked hesitantly, "Are you ...... Jin Danzi?"

"Hey, there are still people who know the old man, who are you?" Jin Danzi said in surprise.

"My name is Mo Yan, and I was introduced by Miao Fenglin to learn art in the mountains. ”

Jin Danzi frowned: "Then why didn't he come to see me?"

"He died, and he was buried on this Jiugong Mountain. ”

"How did he die when he died?" Jin Danzi seemed a little sad.

"It was the Wushan Gang and the government who conspired to kill him, and his hands and feet were broken, and he was locked in a dungeon where he couldn't see the sun, and then he died. ”

Jin Danzi was silent for a long time, and finally muttered: "Alas, this stupid boy listened to the empty promises of the old Zamao, and actually cherished the position of the broken master, and refused to follow the old man to cultivate, and ended up like this, and he couldn't complain." ”

"He was expelled from the division because of you, how can you say that about him. Mo retorted angrily.

Jin Danzi snorted and buried himself in eating.

Mo Mo secretly thought to himself, this person has been locked in this cave for more than 20 years, covered with moss but without the slightest sickness, it seems that he must have practiced very deeply, and he can ask him questions that he doesn't understand, and maybe he can get the answer.

Thinking of this, he opened his mouth and said, "Senior Jin Danzi, I have a question I want to ask you, do you know?"

"What senior, is it so old? Guess how old the old man is?" Jin Danzi said dissatisfiedly.

"Looks like he's at least seventy years old, right?" Mo Yan said deliberately less.

"Haha, the old man is half a year older than that day, and he is one hundred and three years old this year. Jin Danzi's expression was very proud.

Mo Yan was a little stunned when he heard this, life is rare for seventy years, there are very few people over a hundred, he has never seen it, the oldest monk in the Gantong Temple is not yet ninety years old, this Jin Danzi is one hundred and three years old, and his body is still so tough and full of energy.

"Senior ......"

"Don't talk about seniors anymore, just call Jin Danzi, that's what Miao Fenglin's stupid boy calls the old man. Now what questions can be said. ”

"Okay, Jin Danzi, how can I achieve Jing Retrograde?" Mo Yan brought up the things that bothered him the most.

"Hey, you little baby still knows a lot," Jin Danzi was quite surprised, "Have you opened up the big and small Zhoutian?"

"What size Zhoutian?" Mo Yan didn't understand.

"Xiao Zhoutian refers to the true qi that begins in the lower dantian, goes up along the pulse of the governor, goes down the pulse of Ren, and communicates with the governor after three levels, which is also called 'meridian Zhoutian'. The Great Zhou Tian then opens up all the 12 meridians and the 8 Qi meridians, and the qi goes at will to reach the whole body, also known as 'Mao You Zhou Tian'. Zhou Tiantong can achieve fine retrograde. Jin Danzi explained.

Oh, I see, it seems that my previous undisciplined nonsense will not work.

"Then how do you get through the big and small Zhoutian?" Mo Yan then asked.

Jin Danzi said in surprise: "Didn't those old miscellaneous hairs of the fake martial arts temple teach you? This is the homework that those who learn the Tao must do." ”

"I haven't entered the Shangqing Sect yet, and I can't decide whether to accept it or not when I come back from the Heavenly Void True Person. ”

"Well, what's your name and how old are you?"

"Mo Remnant, fourteen years old. ”

"The old man is going to rest, you can go. Jin Danzi leaned back, lay on the ground and stopped talking.

Mo Yan left the stone cave and followed the path back to the small courtyard of Qingxu Daochang.

The next day, Mo Yan looked through the books on practicing the exercises to get through the big and small Zhou Tian in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and found that there were a lot of various discussions, some with heavy ideas, some focused on the meridians, and Dan Dao Zhou Tiangong and so on, but he still felt cumbersome and obscure.

At this moment, there was a sound of bangzi in the temple, and all the Taoist priests gathered in the east side hall, and Mo Yan was also taken away by Qingxu, and it turned out to be the head of the True Martial Arts Temple who went out to travel Tianxu Zhenren came back.

Tianxu Zhenren is a white-bearded old man with two long white eyebrows, and Qingxu says that he is almost ninety years old.

"Well, you're Mo Remnant, come here. Tianxu beckoned Mo Yan to come to him, looked up and down, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"It seems that the qualifications are good, junior brother Qingxu, this Miao Fenglin is still quite eye-catching. Tianxu said.

"It is rare for this child to send corpses thousands of miles away, he attaches great importance to love and righteousness, and his qualifications are good. Qingxu said good things on the side.

"Zhenyangzi, Mo Yan will enter your door, and open the altar to join the sect tomorrow. Tianxu commanded.

"Yes," Zhen Yangzi stepped forward and continued, "Master Honor, since Miao Fenglin has betrayed his master, his body should not be left on Jiugong Mountain, and should be moved elsewhere as soon as possible." ”

Qingxu answered: "Senior brother in charge, the person is dead, no matter what grievances are over, his last wish to be buried in Jiugong Mountain is to know the idea of repentance and the master, in a lifetime, who can be without mistakes." At that time, on Wudang Mountain, Miao Fenglin alone won the three masters of the Five Dragons, how to say that it was also for our real martial arts concept to win face, and it was not an exaggeration to think that he was buried back in Jiugong Mountain. ”

Zhen Yangzi's face was slightly red, he appeared first as a senior brother, but he was kicked off the high platform and lost face, while the junior brother Miao Fenglin defeated the other party's three masters in a row, which made the disciples of the True Martial Arts Temple really raise their eyebrows. Since Miao Fenglin was expelled from the division twenty years ago, in the martial arts competition every two years, the True Martial Arts Taoist Temple has never won.

"Yes, it's been twenty years, and we're all old, so let him pass the past. Qingxu, go and erect a stone tablet for Miao Fenglin's grave, just engrave the name. Tianxu said with a sigh.

"Yes, brother. "Clear the empty jaw and answer.

This real person in charge is quite reasonable, but if it comes to the true Yangzi, Mo Yan always felt a little awkward in his heart, and secretly glanced at the real Yangzi and found that he was staring at him with disdain.

Tomorrow will officially become a disciple of the Shangqing Sect of the True Martial Daoist Temple, Mo Yan sneaked to the forbidden place after lunch.

"Jin Danzi, the head of the Tianxu real person is back, and he agrees to accept me into the sect tomorrow, I'm afraid I won't be able to come again in the future. Mo Yan said.

"Pedantic, simply pedantic, just like Miao Fenglin's stupid boy. Jin Danzi snorted.

"I went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and flipped through the book, there are many ways to get through Zhoutian, such as Mind Zhoutian, Meridian Zhoutian and Dandao Zhoutian, etc., it seems that they are quite cumbersome and complicated, is there any easier way. Mo Yan asked.

"Hmph, I don't want to work hard, I just started the church and thought about being lazy, what can I do. ”

"How many people became monks and Taoists when they were young, meditated for decades, memorized ten thousand scriptures, sat stubbornly, said to burn the dry pot, and worked hard, but how many people have seen those who have achieved positive results. Mo Yan added oil and vinegar to the words on the stone wall.

Jin Danzi nodded with satisfaction when he heard this: "This is still a bit of an insight, the method, it's not nothing, but why did the old man tell you about this little baby?"

"This" yes, why should people tell themselves?

"Let's go, the old man is going to rest now. Jin Danzi said and lay down again.

Mo Yan had no choice but to walk out of the cave and return to the small courtyard with his head down.

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