When Daoist Xiao'an returned to the temple, a younger brother had been waiting for him by the door, because he was afraid that he would sneak into the kitchen again, and wanted to guard him to deliver the errand.
The Taoist name of Qingcheng Guanzhu is "Huizhu". At this time, the world of practice is in decline. There are only five known monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and he is one of them. There are five hundred Huizhu old Taoists this year. They are in the late stage of foundation establishment. They are the first people in China to practice. Naturally, they have high hopes for Taoist Xiao'an to be favored by him—it's just that talent is one thing, who knows who he is? Is it such a lazy character
"Master, this is Sister Lin's gift in return." Daoist Xiao'an picked up the wooden box and fruit basket, and stepped aside lightly.
The Huizhu Old Daoist's room is very simple, except for a stone bed for meditation, and the incense burner of unknown age on the table is worth more. At this time, green smoke was rising from the incense burner, and there was a peaceful and elegant fragrance in the room. The white papered window was not closed, and a cage of green bamboo outside the window was swaying with the breeze in the mountains. It really is a pleasant mountain residence.
In fact, Daoist Xiao'an knew that the incense was made by himself from the plants in the mountains, and it was not worth much at all. This small temple with beautiful scenery was passed down from his ancestors, and it was not an asset he put down now. Practitioners, like Li Xi'er's teacher, live in the mountains. A family that looks like Wen Jingjing, a big family in the middle of Shu. Like old Guo, who is also a military and political official, and like the Mu family, who has a huge amount of funds, and many cultivation resources are poured out from the secular world with money.
Not to mention the upstarts like the Lin family, in a short period of time, no matter whether they were gifted by someone or not, they have accumulated wealth that ordinary people can't obtain in their lifetime.
Only the Qingcheng Temple, the Huizhu Old Taoist, bears the name of the first person in China to practice, and lives a mountain life of vegetarianism and penance every day. Guarding the small courtyards of Qingcheng Temple, the mountains do not know the years of the world, and the current world. , out of touch for a long time also.
"Where did you go, what did you see, what did you eat, do you still remember it?" Huizhu didn't check the gifts, but asked Xiaoan first.
Daoist Xiao'an tilted his head and thought for a while, then he told about Lin Luoran's family's yard renovation. Iron thorns are hard to find in the world nowadays, but Xiao An has seen them in the classics. Although the vegetables planted by Lin Luoran's family are only seeds buried in the soil, how can the thin layer of soil resist Xiaoan's induction of wood's spiritual energy? Those vegetable seeds are full of spiritual energy, which is absolutely extraordinary.
He also talked about a kind of spiritual wine that was drunk at the banquet. I don't know how it was brewed. It was really an excellent drink for monks.
Hui Zhu nodded: "It was brought out from the secret realm, and that precious female apprentice of Lao Xi also brought out quite a few. This old man is too smart, and he refuses to share it in the slightest."
Xiaoan suddenly realized, and talked about the golden eagle again. Lin Luoran disappeared for more than two months, and Xiaojin also stayed in Li Xi'er's gate for two months. Its existence has long been followed by the younger generation who entered the secret realm in China word spread.
"Did that female disciple of Lao Xi also go today?"
Huizhu's spiritual sense could detect the Lin family a few miles away. It was not difficult for two young monks to appear. It was rare that he insisted that one of them was Li Xi'er. Xiaoan felt very strange and nodded in agreement.
Hui Zhu was finally willing to open his eyes, staring at Xiao An with a rare soft tone: "I'm afraid you don't know that the female disciple of Lao Xi has brought back three foundation building pills."
Xiaoan scratched his head, the preciousness of Zhuji Pill, even he, a little Taoist who is obsessed with pots and pans, knows it, but he just brought back Zhuji Pill, what does it have to do with Li Xi'er coming to Lin's house
Huizhu's eyes were flat, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Those three foundation building pills, after the stalemate between all parties, Lao Xi left one for his female disciple, and the Mu family took one, and returned it to you." There is a special department that is also fighting, and the Wen family is also fighting, and it is still pending."
Xiao An blinked, not knowing what his master wanted to express, how to say it, people couldn't understand it.
Lao Xi attached great importance to this female disciple of the gold department, and would never let her go down the mountain to get dusty before. This time, when she heard that the girl had returned safely, the female disciple rushed to the next day. Without Lao Xi's permission, she How dare you go down the mountain
As an apprentice, I have outstanding aptitude, and I don't understand these people's calculations at all, and I don't know whether it is good or bad.
The Huizhu old man sighed, and sent Xiao An off.
The old Taoist priest was the only one left in the room, so he opened the wooden box to check. The three transparent jade bottles, even in such a room with mottled bamboo shadows, can add a bit of color. Wine, the year is different, the best kind is also useful for monks in the foundation period.
Huizhu thought for a moment, got up and rubbed the ink, and wrote a few lines in lower case on a piece of white paper.
"Looking at its Dao foundation, it is no different from abolishing cultivation, but it has a lot of experience in cultivating spiritual seeds. It can cut off the spiritual veins and now there is this technique. I don't know if it is good or bad... His heart is peaceful, and he doesn't value external things. Excellent Taoism. There is only one, filial piety is very important, and because of the incompleteness of parents, it may become a heart demon in future practice. In addition, this woman has already practiced Qi to perfection, and the foundation building will follow. Aptitude, how can you advance so quickly, it can be seen that your guess and my guess from the 'Gate of Alchemy' may be true."
After thinking about it for a while, Huizhu added another sentence: "It is rare to meet a single genius in a hundred years, but in a few years, he has all five elements, and they are all related to her. Could it be that this woman should be the turning point in the prophecy? "
Huizhu waited until the pen and ink were dry, and casually folded the small piece of letter paper into the shape of a paper crane, but seeing his right hand making a formula and muttering something, the white light flashed around the paper crane, and it flew up out of thin air, and quickly flew out. Outside the window, it disappeared above the Qingcheng Temple, and disappeared in the dense forest in the blink of an eye.
Huizhu sent the paper crane away, and then remembered the spirit wine, which was about to be sent to the imperial capital, and smiled again:
"She must be sending you off, what is the old Taoist in a hurry for?"
The sun gradually set in the west, and soon sank into the mountains and mist in the distance. The night of Qingcheng Mountain finally came.
After arranging Li Xi'er and the others in a clean room, the Lin family had been busy all day, and finally some people gradually fell asleep.
Xiao Jin perched on the big tree behind the villa, and Lin Luoran could see its huge body from the room, even the big tree with luxuriant branches couldn't completely cover it.
Although the old man in sick clothes in Villa No. 7 was tossing and turning, Lin Luoran was not much better. What she has never dared to prove is Mama Lin's Taoist question.
In fact, this is the case in people's hearts. Ordinary people get the opportunity to practice out of thin air, how can they not be overjoyed? In the novel, the person who has no heart and lungs and never misses his parents at home is certainly cold-blooded, but more It's still like the saying goes, one person attains enlightenment and ascends to heaven, Lin Luoran will inevitably become more and more greedy with this thought, hoping that all relatives and friends around him can accompany him on the journey.
Needless to say, Baojia, her grandmother was a female cultivator, and her Dao foundation is unclear, and it is difficult to determine whether it was opened by the golden rune.
Father Lin has also developed a sense of aura, which proves that he has a Daoist foundation.
What about Luo Dong? Could it be that after several decades, Xiao Luodong is getting old, but the relatives around him are getting younger and younger, and only he himself will face death alone, how cruel it is.
And Mother Lin... Lin Luoran sighed, and finally agreed to formalize this question.
At this point, everyone is asleep, right
Lin Luoran had something on her mind, and she couldn't settle down peacefully tonight. Looking out of the window, the night air in the mountains was particularly fresh, and she could hear the breathing of her parents' house with all her ears.
Luodong's bedroom is next to Lin Luodong's, and the little guy kicks the quilt when he sleeps. Lin Luoran tried his best to calm his mind, and still sent out five elements of spiritual energy, rushing towards little Luodong quietly.
Blue, repels.
Green, repels.
Red, repels.
Gold is still repulsive.
Needless to say Lin Luoran's disappointment, who would have thought that the brown soil aura seemed to go crazy, rushing away like Xiao Luodong.
Lin Luoran felt her heart pounding, Xiao Luodong, is she actually a single-element genius
how come! He was just a child rescued by himself and Baojia by accident, and he was actually Shan Daoji of the earth system. It was such a coincidence that there was something wrong...
Lin Luoran didn't know what Taoist Huizhu said, and she didn't check the Taoist foundations of Li Xi'er and others, otherwise she felt that it was not just a coincidence, but a conspiracy theory.
Lin Luoran tested it again, and the result was still the same. The sudden ecstasy washed away her hidden worries, and she floated to her parents' bedroom with the five-color light cluster.
Father Lin already has a sense of aura, and his body's sensitivity to aura is higher than that of ordinary people. He sensed this peaceful and pure aura. As he exhaled and inhaled, brown, golden, and green auras continued to resonate.
Is it the Dao base of the three series
It's not good, but it's not the worst either. Lin Luoran will go to see Mama Lin again.
My mother cooked a table of good food today, and the younger generation ate happily, and she was happier than she ate well, and she was also smiling in her sleep at this time.
But Lin Luoran's heart became cold, and the multicolored balls of light danced around Mama Lin, like colorful elves, but their total amount did not decrease at all—Mama Lin never absorbed any of them, so she did not have the full body. Dougie!
Lin Luoran felt a bitterness on the bottom of her tongue. This fact completely wiped out her joy that Luo Dong was a single-line genius.
There was an absurd sense of imbalance in her heart, it turned out that there was always a difference between intimacy and estrangement. She is kind to Luo Dong, mostly out of sympathy, but Lin's mother is a mother who is connected by blood... Why can Luo Dong have Dao Ji, but her biological mother can't
The moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have joys and sorrows.
Lin Luoran understands all these principles, but when facing others, it has nothing to do with herself, and Lin Luoran doesn't know herself, so she couldn't accept the result of "this matter is difficult in ancient times".
Lin Luoran's mind fluctuated violently, and the objects on the table closest to her were vibrating. With a "pop" sound, a small wooden box fell to the ground and broke into two pieces at once.
Lin Luoran's gaze was attracted, and the items on the table finally returned to calm temporarily.
In the broken wooden box, a yellowed book title was exposed. Under the moonlight, Lin Luoran could clearly see several big black characters:
"Kyushu Strange Records"
After looking at the small wooden box, it was a gift from the Master Qingcheng.
What's the use of an ancient paper book