The residence of the silent Taoist is not far from Ling Huheng's residence, but it is more than ten meters, and it is all made of green bamboo, which is particularly quiet. Ling Huheng followed behind Wu Zhen, and after entering the room, Wu Zhen just wanted to go out, and the silent Taoist stopped him: "Ah Zhen, you are also here to listen." Wu Zhen has always listened to his master's words, and when he heard the words, he immediately stopped, stood aside, stood upright with his hands down, and listened carefully to the teachings of the silent Taoist.

Ling Huheng was a child in the end, he didn't hold his breath, and said as soon as he opened his mouth: "Old Taoist, I don't want to stay with you, I want to go down the mountain and find my father-in-law." ”

The silent Taoist was not angry, but said lightly: "Oh!"

Ling Huheng felt a little frustrated when he heard him say "oh", and asked tentatively: "Old Taoist, did you hear clearly, I mean I want to go down the mountain!"

The silent Taoist said: "If you don't want to cultivate, no one can force it, if you want to go down the mountain, go down the mountain! But not now, you have to wait until five years later." ”

Ling Huheng was a little crazy: "Why wait until five years later, can't you do it now!"

The silent Taoist said lightly: "The mountain gate has been closed, the Ten Thousand Swords Ancient Array has been launched, without the master's edict, you can't get out, not to mention that the mountain road is dangerous, you have no spiritual power, and you will fall into flesh if you stumble." ”

Ling Huheng said: "I'm not afraid, I'm going down the mountain to find my father-in-law!"

Silent said that human nature is quite good, and said: "You can't go down, unless you wait another five years." ”

Ling Huheng knew that the old Taoist priest would not lie to him, saying that five years was five years, he suddenly had no idea, just stood dumbfounded, and two lines of tears flowed. The silent man was not soft-hearted, and said, "If you want time to pass faster, I have a way." ”

Ling Huheng wiped his tears and thought, "My father-in-law said that men don't flick when they have tears, how can I cry in front of this old Taoist!" Thinking of this, he couldn't help asking: "What way?"

The silent Taoist said: "You are studying in my green bamboo forest, and five years have passed in the blink of an eye. ”

Ling Huheng thought that he was going to learn the art of cultivating immortals by himself, but he didn't expect that this old Taoist priest actually wanted him to study, which greatly surprised him. Ling Hu Heng thought for a while and said, "Old Taoist, don't you want to call me an immortal?"

The silent Taoist still replied lightly: "If you want to learn, I will teach you!" Ling Hu Heng looked at the old Taoist priest and said, "What if I don't want to cultivate?"

The silent Taoist said: "Whether you cultivate or not is your own business, if your ability is high, it is your own, if your ability is low, it is also your own, and it is the same for reading." Cultivation and reading both make people self-cultivation, and if you don't want to do that, no one can force you. ”

Ling Huheng said: "That bullshit cultivation is not necessarily that difficult, old Taoist, if you teach me, I will learn, but if you don't practice well, it's not that I can't learn, it's that you don't teach well, you know?"

A glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the silent Taoist, and he disappeared immediately. After a while, he slowly spoke: "With your qualifications, you will definitely be able to learn well." If you are willing to learn, I will teach you!" When he said this, the silent Taoist looked extremely solemn, which made Hu Heng feel it. But he still couldn't let go of the idea of going down the mountain, and said, "Then what do I want to leave in five years?"

The silent Taoist looked at him, then closed his eyes, and said lightly, "Whatever you want." ”

Ling Hu Heng secretly thought to himself: "It's good to be able to practice here for five years, and it's not too late to go down the mountain to find my father-in-law after five years, at that time I still know immortal arts, no one should dare to bully me, right?" After thinking about it, Ling Hu Heng raised his head and said to the silent Taoist: "Then I will practice here for five years, you can't hide your secrets, only teach the big guys and don't teach me!"

The silent man opened his eyes and looked at him, then closed them again: "I said I would give it to you." ”

Ling Huheng said: "That's good! Old Taoist, I can't sleep now, you start teaching me!"

The silent man kept his eyes closed, and said, "Now is not the time, you should go read some books first." Do you know how to read?"

Ling Huheng said with some pride: "Naturally recognize!" In fact, what he said was not the truth, the old fortune teller had also taught him some simple words, but he didn't learn it by heart, and so far he could only write his name and some simple words. The silent Taoist said: "Okay, you go to see my Taoist mantra first, understand, and understand that I will teach you the art of cultivating immortals." ”

Ling Huheng snorted: "What's the big deal about that, just look at it!" After speaking, just as he wanted to leave, the silent Taoist spoke again: "Ah Zhen, you take him to the study to read, you teach him if he doesn't understand." ”

Wu Zhen had been standing upright, and when he heard the instructions given to him by the silent Taoist, he didn't dare to slack off, and said, "Yes, Master." ”

The Silent Speaker said, "Go out and close the door." ”

Ling Huheng didn't say much, and stepped out directly. Wu Zhen bowed back and slowly closed the door. Then he said, "Senior brother, you come with me." After saying that, he walked to a small bamboo house next to him.

Ling Hu Heng naturally had a heart in his heart and said to Wu Zhen: "Big man, the old Taoist priest asked me to read a book, I don't want to read it, you have learned the exercises, right?

Wu Zhen waved his hand one after another and said: "This is unacceptable, the master will scold me! Actually, it is good for the master to tell you to read a book, I also read a book for a long time before cultivating! There is a lot of knowledge in the book, and I only know a lot of things by reading books." Junior brother, don't worry, if you read well, Master will teach you the exercises soon. It's not like me, I'm stupid, and the master took me for a long time before I got through!"

Ling Huheng pouted and said: "If you don't teach, you won't teach, what's so rare! I don't believe in my talent, and I can't get two books!"

While speaking, the small bamboo house had arrived, Wu Zhen lit a candle and put it on a table in the bamboo house, and said, "Senior brother, this is our study house in the green bamboo forest, you look at it slowly here." After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave, but suddenly remembered one more thing, turned around and said, "Senior brother, the master is particular about the three books of "Taoism", "Original Heart", and "Daoru", you read these three books first, and then read the rest slowly. I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep first. After saying that, he walked to the small bamboo house not far away. Ling Huheng watched Wu Zhen enter the house, extinguished the candle and fell asleep, and then came back to his senses and looked at the bookstore.

The book room is not big, only five bookshelves, a desk and a chair, and hundreds of books. Ling Hu Heng walked to the nearest bookshelf to find the book "Taoism", but found that the bookshelf was as clean as new, presumably someone cleaned it from time to time, this person could not be the old Taoist, and there was no one in the green bamboo forest, so it was naturally Wu Zhen. Ling Hu Heng said in his heart: "Will the big guy come here every day? I can't compare to the big guy in immortal arts, so I can't leave the matter of reading!" This aroused Ling Hu Heng's competitive spirit, in order not to lose to Wu Zhen, he had to study hard.

Soon, Ling Huheng found the book of "The Tao", turned the first page, and read it. But soon Ling Huheng found that there were many words in it that he didn't recognize. "This is very difficult, these words, it recognizes me and I don't recognize it, how can this be good? You can't go and ask the old Taoist priest, right? The big guy can't do it, I said I can't lose to him, what should I do, what should I do!" Ling Hu Heng became anxious, but there was no way, after all, literacy is indeed something to be taught, and no one can be born with it.

Ling Huheng thought hard, but he couldn't think of a way, so he had to cheer up and read hard. However, reading books like this is the most sleepy, and after a while, Ling Hu Heng lay on the table to find Zhou Gong, and also had a dream, in which Ling Hu Heng still followed the fortune teller old man, running around, and the fortune teller didn't pay much attention to him. But Ling Huheng felt very happy, and it was the happiest day in his life.

I don't know how long I slept, Ling Hu Heng woke up slowly, the candlestick was still swaying, Ling Hu Heng sighed, and said in his heart: "A dream is still a dream after all!" At this time, the voice of the old Taoist priest sounded next to him: "You are illiterate, why are you pretending?"

Ling Hu Heng was excited, and he woke up in an instant, and when he looked back, who else was not a silent Taoist behind him? Ling Hu Heng said stiffly: "I want you to take care of it!" The silent Taoist stopped talking. Ling Huheng picked up the book of "Preaching" again, but he still didn't know the word. Ling Hu Heng had no choice, so he had to ask the silent Taoist for advice, but fortunately, the silent Taoist taught them one by one, no matter how naughty Ling Hu Heng was, he was not annoyed and full of patience. Ling Huheng also knew that what he learned was his own, and he was not funny, so he learned seriously.

Ling Hu Heng learned very quickly, and the old Taoist priest also explained one by one according to his progress, without a trace of impatience. In this way, the night was spent in this teaching and learning. By the time the rooster crowed, a book of "The Tao" that was not too thick had already been learned by Hu Heng. The old Taoist priest said, "Are you sleepy? If you are sleepy, you can go and rest." ”

Ling Huheng was able to learn at this time, how could he be sleepy? He said: "Old Taoist, I'm not sleepy, if you are sleepy, you can go and rest." The old Taoist priest shook his head. Ling Huheng's eyesight showed at this time, and he really had the ability to never forget, as long as he read it carefully two or three times, he had already memorized the scriptures in his mind. Although the old Taoist priest was expressionless, he was secretly surprised in his heart, and he taught him more attentively.

Wu Zhen had already gotten up at this time, and after making breakfast, he went to practice on his own, and he didn't bother the old Taoist priest and Ling Huheng. After Ling Hu Heng had breakfast indiscriminately, he continued to read the book. The old Taoist priest ate very little, just a bowl of white porridge. Because Ling Huheng kept asking him questions, he didn't have a lot of time to eat.

Just two days later, in addition to eating, sleeping and reading, Ling Hu Heng's questions became fewer and fewer, but deeper and deeper, and the old Taoist priest still answered as always. At this time, Ling Huheng was not a stunned young man who had just started, he had already understood a lot of the principles of cultivation, and the three books were about to be finished.

Just when Ling Hu Heng was fascinated by reading, an uninvited guest came-a middle-aged man wearing the costume of the ancient sword sect. Wu Zhen recognized that this senior brother was the one who sent Linghu Heng here, and he didn't know what he was going to say this time. I saw that this senior brother found the old Taoist priest and said to him: "Uncle Shi, Master wants me to come to tell you that the apprenticeship ceremony is at noon today, please take the new disciples to the main hall and participate in the apprenticeship ceremony." ”

The silent Taoist said lightly: "I know, I've worked hard for you." ”

The middle-aged man didn't say much, and after saying goodbye, Edgeworth went to the main hall.

The silent Taoist returned to the bamboo house and said to Ling Huheng: "You follow me to the main hall and participate in the apprenticeship ceremony. ”

Ling Huheng put down the book of "Daoru" and said: "What kind of apprenticeship ceremony, why do you do so many things, I think you are a master, don't you think I am an apprentice?"

The silent Taoist shouted rarely: "Presumptuous!"

Ling Huheng hadn't seen the silent Taoist get angry, so he hurriedly said: "Old Taoist, are you angry? Isn't it just an apprenticeship ceremony, can I just go?"

The silent Taoist ignored him, but said to Wu Zhen: "Ah Zhen, you look at home, I will go back when I go." Wu Zhen said respectfully: "Yes, Master!" Then, without saying much, he pulled up Ling Huheng, and the sword flew towards the main hall.