Chapter Twenty-Three: Asking the Question, Teaching the Dharma

This sudden change stunned everyone on the street. After a long time, Wu's shopkeeper's wife, Zhang, burst into tears, pointing at the old man and scolding: "What kind of demon method did you use to destroy my tavern?

"Wait!" shopkeeper Wu grabbed his wife. The expression on his face changed uncertainly for a while, and finally he let out a long sigh and turned over in front of the old man and bowed down, "The old man's divination has saved the lives of my whole family and the guests, and the villain is grateful." There are many offenses, please don't blame the old man. ”

Previously, when the old man was accused and scolded by the shopkeeper Wu and the onlookers, he did not show the slightest anger, and when he saw the tavern collapse, he did not show the same surprise as others. At this moment, after listening to the words of Shopkeeper Wu, he smiled and asked, "Why don't you suspect that I broke your tavern by doing my tricks?"

Shopkeeper Wu hesitated for a moment and said with a wry smile: "This tavern was handed down by the villain's grandfather, and it has been too long. A few days ago, a customer in the lumber business said that the load-bearing column in the middle of the store was rotten. If it is not replaced as soon as possible, once this column breaks, I am afraid that the whole house will collapse. The ridiculous villain thought that he was going to take the opportunity to sell wood, so he just said a few perfunctory sentences, but he didn't want to end up in today's disaster. If it weren't for the old man's divination, the villain's family would have died, but it would have been a great crime to have a full house of guests. ”

"You are still honest," the old man said with a smile, "Well, for the sake of your daily life, although you do not have great kindness, you often give small favors to others, and my old man will give you another word - there are relics of your ancestors under the foundation stone in the west corner of the ruins, and you will get something if you dig three feet." With that, he turned around and stepped out, and somehow out of the dense crowd staggered out of the city.

Seeing this scene, Li Jing's eyes lit up, and he turned his head to the carriage and shouted: "Xue'er, you go back to the house first, and I'll go back later!" dodged out of the crowd, looked at the old man's back and chased down.

The two walked on the street one after the other, Li Jing's upper body did not move, but he used the "Bagua Gate" light footwork under his feet, and the seemingly random step out was a distance of four or five feet, so on the surface it seemed to be as leisurely as a leisurely walk, but the degree of walking was extremely fast. However, no matter how hard he stood, the distance between him and the old man who was staggering slowly in front of him could not be shortened. Looking out of the city gate, Li Jing saw that there were few pedestrians on the road, so he didn't care about the shocking world, and used his light body kung fu with all his might, sweeping a few feet, as fast as an eagle's arrow. The strange thing is that the old man in front of him is still walking calmly, and his degree has not improved, but Li Jing still can't catch up with him.

"Seniors stay, and let the disciples see you!" Seeing that he had already walked to the deserted countryside, and there was no one left and right, Li Jing raised his voice and shouted to the front.

The old man stopped abruptly, turned to look at Li Jing and said with a smile: "You baby is so strange, why are you chasing my bad old man instead of accompanying your little beauty?"

Li Jing hurried a few steps, and when he got closer, he looked at the old man carefully, and saw that although his clothes were ragged and his face seemed to have endless ups and downs in the wrinkles, his eyes were as clear as a clear spring and as bright as stars. After listening to the old man's words, he didn't know that there must be a master in front of him, so he hurriedly bowed down and said, "The disciple admires the avenue, but he can't enter the door." It is a great fortune to see my predecessors today. I still ask my predecessors not to be ignorant of their disciples, but to guide their disciples. ”

The old man smiled: "What an impatient baby." My old man accidentally thought about it, and sensed that there was a person in Chaoge who had a fate with me, so he separated a wisp of divine thought and turned into a red dust, and sure enough, I met you, a baby. ”

Hearing that the old man in front of him was not the true body of the deity, Li Jing's heart was shocked. These days, he had asked Wen Zhong for all kinds of basic common sense of the way of cultivation, knowing that since this old man had the ability to transform into a god of thought, at least he was also a powerful person who had become a god, and listened to the meaning of his words, it seemed that he was the "destined person" he was looking for, this joy was not trivial, and he immediately bowed again without thinking, and said: "Disciple Li Jing to meet the master!"

The old man laughed: "That's it, it's really providential, baby, your qi cultivation method is actually very compatible with a secret technique that my old man has been thinking about for many years and has just recently successfully developed." My old man has just calculated the person who passed on your Dharma, and that person should be a descendant who has indirectly benefited from some of my inheritance, but now he is no longer in the world. In this way, you have already entered my old man's house. Since you are a person who is destined, my old man will make an exception and accept you as a closed little apprentice!"

Li Jing was a little confused when he heard this, he had practiced the "Bagua Gate" martial arts, which was obviously a secret transmission of the previous family, how could he have anything to do with the old man in front of him? However, when he heard that the old man had agreed to accept the apprentice, he didn't care much about the things around him, and hurriedly bowed to the old man according to etiquette.

The old man waved his hand and ordered Li Jing to get up and led him to the side. The old man sat down on a lying cow stone, and Li Jing stood respectfully in front of him waiting for teaching.

The old man's face was straight, and he said to Li Jing: "Baby, before teaching you the way of cultivation, my old man has a question for you. The path of cultivation has always been lonely, your baby is very talented, if it is inherited by my old man, it is almost certain that you will live forever. But your parents at home, and the little girl in the carriage, have no cultivation roots. Sooner or later, you are destined to experience the difference between heaven and man from them. Can you see this qiē and let it go?"

Li Jing wanted to say "yes", but the bits and pieces of getting along with his parents, Yin Xueniang and others in the thirteen years of this life all appeared in his mind very clearly in this moment, and those two words immediately became heavy, heavy in his heart, and he couldn't spit it out. After a while, Li Jing said dejectedly: "The disciple can't do it." ”

The old man sighed, "Idiot. If you can let go of a qiē and follow my old man into the mountain to practice, my old man can ensure that you have a thrilling road all the way to the road of eternal life. You can't do it, but you are destined to be stained with red dust and killed, and you will also have to go through endless tribulations on the path of cultivation, and maybe you will die in the middle of the way, and your soul will die. My old man asks you again—'Will you regret it?'"

This time, Li Jing did not hesitate at all, and resolutely replied: "The disciple dies without regrets!"

"Okay, what a death without regrets!" The old man clapped his palms and laughed, and with a flick of the middle finger of his right hand, a little white light flew out from the tip of his finger and shot into Li Jing's eyebrows.

Li Jing intuitively felt a loud bang in his mind, and his spirit was in a trance, although it was only for a short moment, it seemed to have experienced a cosmic reincarnation for a long time. When he came back to his senses, he already had an esoteric and incomprehensible cultivation method in his mind, but the old man had already gotten up from the Lying Niu Stone and walked away.

"Disciple be brave, please give me the name and origin!" Li Jing didn't dare to chase anymore, so he could only look at the old man's back and bow and ask.

The old man neither turned his head nor answered, but casually sang and said: "The surname of Mu Defeng is to create gossip." Long Rui is a famous official, and the law and the earth are like the sky. Cook sacrifices, nets and fishing. When the image is used, the gods are full of virtue. He drifted away, and in a trance he disappeared below the horizon.

Li Jing was a little dazed at first, but after a slight change of thought, he gasped for a breath of cold air, and it took a long time before he could slowly exhale this breath, and muttered to himself: "Holy Emperor Fuxi!"

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In the end, this poem borrowed Cao Zhi's "Fu Xi Zan", don't laugh at home.

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