【Xiaoyao Zong*meeting】
Tantai Jhin remembered that the sky was blue that day, his body was eroded and rotted in the river water, he got the magic weapon by chance, climbed out of that place, and regrown his body.
Five hundred years later, he searched all over the Guiku River, but he still couldn't see Ye Xiwu's soul.
So he wanted to live.
Live to see her again one day.
After five hundred years in the Guiwai River, he was like an evil ghost, his whole body was pale and broken, and he was powerless and collapsed on the green grass.
He didn't know what kind of monster he was, his whole body rotted for a round, like silt on the ground, and then slowly reorganized. Only the eyes that are protected with all their strength can still see the colors of the world.
That was the first time he saw Xianjun Zhaoyou.
The old man sat on the donkey and passed by him.
Tantai Jhin looked at the passing person with a pair of cold eyes, all the snakes, worms, rats and ants around him retreated, only the old man came over.
Zhaoyou looked at the boy who had a stubborn desire to survive, and sighed: "The hexagram says that the southeast is different, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse, but it actually refers to you."
"One thought of life, one thought of death, all living beings have spirits, where do you come from and do you have a home?"
The young man slumped into the grass with his boneless fingers helplessly, without saying a word.
Zhao You plainly felt that he was a little pitiful, the boy's eyes were cold and icy, but when he mentioned the word home, his bloody eyes became dazed.
Zhaoyou knew that people who were lonely for most of their lives would have such eyes.
"Then after that, Xiaoyao Sect is your home."
Tantai Jin heard him say this.
Zhaoyou took him back that day, knowing that this person was going to save him, Tantai Jin's thoughts of waiting for the opportunity to kill people to win the treasure were dissipated.
He is too weak, he needs a place to have full wings, and he cannot easily bring out the God-Slaughtering Crossbow in his body.
He had heard the story of the farmer and the snake as a child. The farmer rescued the snake, but was bitten back by the snake.
He felt that he was the snake in the story, and looked at the land Zhaoyou took him with gloomy eyes.
Tantai Jhin was lying on the donkey, and Zhao Youyou, who was leading the donkey, sang a song.
The singing was broad-minded, with the power of comforting people's hearts, Tantai Jin held on for a while, and fell asleep in this kind of singing.
Zhaoyou didn't look back, and a brocade blanket in the air was covering the boy's body out of thin air.
The donkey took them through the jungle by the river and flew up to Xiaoyao Xianshan.
"arrive."
Tantai Jin opened his eyes. For the first time in five hundred years, he was able to fall asleep. In front of him was a vast cloud of mist. There was a large farmland under the mountain gate.
There is a persimmon forest in front of me. The persimmons are ripe and hanging on the branches, but they have not fallen.
Seeing him looking at the persimmons, Zhaoyou smiled and said, "Go back and let Zanghai pick two for you to taste."
Going further, there are lush herbs planted in front of the door.
Several men greeted them and said happily, "Master!"
"Master, you are finally back."
"Hey... Who is he?"
Zhao You smiled and said, "A poor man."
Several big faces came together at the same time, and the head was a slightly fat man with a hair crown and a gourd hanging around his waist.
Several young disciples had sympathy in their eyes.
Tantai Jin's black eyes were alert, and looked at them calmly. There are no good people in this world, the old man must have no plans to save him.
Zhaoyou waved away a few men: "Go, go, do your own thing, do whatever around him."
Everyone clasped their fists and saluted, and left with a smile.
Zhaoyou took him into the house, waved a huge wooden barrel, the water vapor in the barrel was dense, Zhaoyou made a seal with one hand, read the sentence, and the herbs outside flew into the house and dissolved in the water.
Zhaoyou said: "It will be very painful, help you clean up the rotten flesh, and bear with it for a while."
Tantai Jin fell into the wooden barrel and groaned.
Zhaoyou sighed and said, "Shout out when it hurts. It's better to shout out."
Tantai Jin remained silent, clenching his teeth. He could hear the lark chirping outside the window in his ears, and the voice of the fat cultivator commanding the other disciples that he had just seen—
"Zanglin, go to Uncle Shi to get the elixir."
"Zangshu, where are your clothes, you are about the same physique as him, find a set."
"Tibetan wind..."
"I know, my room is full of spiritual energy and suitable for healing. I'll make the room now, Senior Brother Zanghai, don't push me."
"Stinky boy!"
Several laughed together.
Zhao You also had a faint smile in his eyes. He made a pot of tea, and the fragrance of tea in the room dissipated the smell of rotten flesh on Tantai Jin's body.
The young man sat naked in the wooden barrel. If it was someone else, he would always feel uneasy, but he didn't. He didn't care about his nakedness, and worked hard to absorb the medicinal power in the wooden barrel.
Zhaoyou knew from that moment.
This young man has a tough temperament, but lacks the shame that ordinary people should have, and will definitely play a big role in the future.
Whether the future is good or bad depends on the fortune.
Xiaoyao Sect is good at divination, Zhaoyou traveled for several years, returned from experience and picked up a young man, accepted him as a closed disciple, and named him Cang Jiumin.
Jiumin means nine days.
Tantai Jin was injured better, on the day of serving tea.
Zhaoyou's eyes were warm, he took the tea cup, touched his head, and his voice was kind: "In the beginning of people, the starting point is not the same, but Jiumin, good or evil, success or failure, not in the world, in you Heart."
Tantai Jin raised his eyes, sneered in his heart, and replied respectfully in a low voice, "Disciple keep this in mind."
He bowed down.
The white jade capital in the sky has five cities on the 12th floor.
Immortals caress my top and endure longevity. [Note 3]
In Tantai Jhin's eyes, Xiaoyao Sect was only a stepping stone for healing and entering the Immortal Dao. Tantai Jin thought coldly, they raised a poisonous snake but didn't know it, they had seen their most embarrassed appearance, and when this poisonous snake became stronger in the future, it would be possible to kill all of them.
At first, Tantai Jhin really thought this way, but he didn't expect the style of painting to go further and further.
[Xiaoyao Sect* A group of scumbags and the only scholar]
Tantai Jin always knew what he wanted in his heart. When he was a mortal, he admired the power of Confucian Immortals, and the day when his flesh and body grew, he said in his heart, the opportunity to bring qi into his body came.
It stands to reason that the sect might even issue a pamphlet, Xianjue and the like.
So he went to Zanghai.
Zanghai was sewing clothes, Tantai Jin glanced at it, looked away, and said humbly, "Senior Brother Zanghai, I'm in good health. Master asked me to follow the brothers to learn the introductory method first."
Fat Zang Hai pinched the clothes with his fingers, biting off the thread with his teeth, and said cheerfully, "No hurry, no hurry, little junior brother is still weak, cultivation is very hard, and you need a strong body."
Tantai Jin was silent for a moment, and looked at the thread he had bitten off: "Got it."
Waited three days.
Tantai Jin: "Senior brother."
"Alright, alright, I'll teach it today, remember it."
Tantai Jhin's eyes sank, and he listened intently.
"Sit with your eyes closed and meditate, hold your hands firmly and meditate on the mind. Knock your teeth thirty-six and hold Kunlun with both hands. Sound the drums from left to right and hear it twenty-four degrees. Slightly shake the Tianzhu, shake the Tianzhu... [Note 1]"
Tantai Jin was half condensed and got stuck, opened his eyes, and said softly, "Eldest brother?"
Zang Hai tapped his head: "Don't worry, don't worry, I think about it, it's been too long since the qi has been drawn into the body, and my brother has almost forgotten about it."
Tantai Jin held back the anger in his heart, with a beautiful face like jade, showing a smile: "Okay."
After a while, several brothers from Hai Shulinfeng gathered together to teach the younger brothers the formula for introducing Qi into the body.
Several people stumbled and pieced together, and when it came to "this is done three times, Shenshui swallowed nine times, swallowed with a gurgling sound, and the pulses are self-leveling [Note 2]", a disagreement occurred.
Zang Hai: "It's like this, that's how I remembered it back then."
Cang Lin: "No, Senior Brother, I remember this sentence at the back."
Zangfeng: "Brother Zanglin is right. Brother Zanghai, you forgot that you had been inducing qi into your body for three years. Master thought that your spiritual root was wrong."
Cold sweat oozes out of Zanghai's forehead: "Hahaha, little junior brother, don't worry."
Tantai Jhin looked at them expressionlessly, heard these words, smiled and said, "Okay."
A bunch of junk.
They put together the formula for three days, and finally put together a booklet on the third day.
Several people surrounded Tantai Jhin.
"Little Junior Brother, this time is right, absolutely right, we also asked Shishu and Senior Sister Lan for advice."
"Yes, yes, little junior brother, learn quickly."
Tantai Ember had a wooden face and wanted to sneer. Endured and endured, barely showing a shy smile: "Thank you, brothers, I have learned it myself."
He raised his hand, and a faint white air appeared in his palm.
The sea forest and the wind complimented together.
"Senior brother, I should build the foundation."
Zang Hai happily put a hand on his shoulder: Little Junior Brother, congratulations, the sect rules, after successfully entraining qi, you can take a three-month vacation. "
Tantai Jin looked at their envious eyes, and the thought of hacking them all ignited in his heart.
"Ha ha."
They didn't understand Tantai Jhin's yin and yang aura.
"Originally, the senior brothers were still worried, little junior brother, you didn't come by coincidence. In two months, you will have to take the Free Heart Sutra test, and the entry-level disciples must also memorize the Heart Sutra. If you fail, you will be punished. If you have time, you can recite it, but Stabilize the spiritual body and stabilize the mind.”
The fourth senior brother Lin Feng leaned into his ear: "Don't be afraid of the younger brothers, the senior brothers will give you a voice transmission quietly, and you will not be punished."
"Thank you, brother."
The Heart Sutra of Xiaoyao Sect is hundreds of pages thick, and it is an indescribable pain in the hearts of all Xiaoyao Sect disciples to memorize it verbatim.
On the day of the examination of the Heart Sutra, Tantai Jin silently completed a round of recitation in the sea of consciousness, holding his arms and coldly looking at the blue and white clothes of the Xiaoyao Sect disciples in the entire trial venue, all scratching their ears and scratching their cheeks, their expressions excruciatingly painful.
After realizing it, he realized that he had entered a strange sect.
All the staff are lazy, live happily, and have poor spiritual roots.
Instead of this, it is better to be expelled from the division and find another way out.
He raised his hand and erased the Happy Heart Sutra that had been prepared in the sea of knowledge.
Tantai Jin curled his lips sarcastically, how could a beast be in the company of a flock of sheep
After Hai Shulin Feng finished silent, he quietly sent Tantai Jhin a voice transmission to the sea of consciousness. He ignored the group of trash and looked at the sky outside.
I am afraid that it is winter in the world, but it will not snow in the winter of Xianmen. After the fairy air is curled, it is an open and continuous mountain.
Those who do not pass the assessment will go to Si Kuoya and be punished five days later.
Although the Xiaoyao Sect is sloppy, it is very strict with the disciples who cannot recite the Heart Sutra, and can be whipped eighty times.
Tantai Jhin took off the blue and white shirt with fish pattern of Xiaoyao Sect, put on a black robe, and waited for the summoning of the law enforcement elders.
There is a moon in Xiaoyao Xianshan in winter. When the still warm moonlight illuminates this land in winter, Tantai Jin leans against the door, thinking of the person who has missed him for five hundred years.
He didn't know how powerful the world was to revive a person, but it was definitely not a place like Xiaoyao Sect.
He waited for the summons to be punished. From the moment the moon came out, until the moonlight faded, there was still no one to punish him.
Tantai Jin got up and walked towards Siguoya.
Under the gurgling waterfall, the four of them leaned against each other and sighed.
They had several bloody whip marks on their backs, smacking their lips and saying, "Master Jingxin is still so ruthless, it hurts people to death."
Zang Hai touched his bloody back and patted them one by one: "It's only 20 whips per person, get up, change your clothes, don't let the younger brother see it."
"Hey, it hurts, brother."
Several people stood up and changed their clothes.
Cang Shu said: "Fortunately, it's not the younger brother who was beaten. It's okay to beat us. Anyway, the skin is rough and the flesh is thick. I was used to being beaten back then."
"That's right, the younger brother is young and still mortal."
Zang Hai took a sip of the wine from the gourd: "It's good that he's hurt, he was so badly injured before, lying there alone, Zang Feng didn't laugh when he told him jokes, and his sadness was hidden in his eyes, since he became our junior brother, We are useless, we can't do anything else for him, if we can protect him, we must protect him well."
Tantai Jin looked at this scene coldly, walked back to his residence, and didn't sleep all night.
He hadn't been fasted yet. The next day, Zanghai brought him a meal: "Come on, junior brother, try it, senior brother's new braised lion head."
Zang Hai looked at his dark clothes: "Junior Brother Ye? Why don't you wear a disciple uniform?"
Tantai Jin picked up the chopsticks and smashed the lion's head: "I don't like white."
The lion's head shattered under the chopsticks.
"The black color is good, the black color is also good, the younger brother is handsome in black clothes." Zang Hai still smiled, "I will look back and sew the fish pattern on you, the people of the Xiaoyao Sect must have a logo."
Tantai Jin didn't speak, and lowered his eyes to take a mouthful of the lion's head.
The Tibetan Sea is so soft and glutinous that it melts in your mouth.
Tantai Jin said in a low voice, "Okay."
Later, Zang Hai added silver fish patterns on all his mysterious clothes, including Tantai Jhin's boots.
That was the first time Tantai Jhin had tasted respect after five hundred years.
In the second year, I recited the Heart Sutra of Xiaoyao Sect.
After Tantai Jin finished reciting it silently, he raised his eyes to look at the vast sky. In the sea of knowledge, it was the voices of the brothers who were transmitting the correct Heart Sutra to him.
This group of "wastes" doesn't seem to be that abominable.