For three full years, Xiao Jin has almost become a fixed landscape of Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum.
After three years of exposure to wind, sun, frost and rain, Xiaojin's golden feathers have not been damaged at all, and are still as bright as before. Three years is not a long time for Xiaojin's potentially very long life, so time is not Xiaojin's enemy, but its enemy is the woman in black who has attacked him from time to time in the past three years.
If it weren't for Xiaojin's speed as fast as a sharp arrow and his indestructible golden feathers, it might have become what the woman in black called a "panacea".
So in the past three years, Xiaojin has also grown rapidly in such occasional sneak attacks. It is no longer the idiot that confronted a rookie like Li Xi'er on the edge of a cliff for three days in the past—if it were Xiao Jin today, and it returned to the scene in the secret environment, it could kill Li Xi'er with one claw!
The woman in black hadn't appeared for half a year, and she didn't know where she went. Xiao Jin didn't let down her vigilance even for a day. In her eyes, the naive feeling faded away, and she gradually acquired the demeanor of a king. Ordinary tourists are now less and less afraid to It was easy to take a picture of Xiao Jin.
There are eagles on Zhongshan, the golden light is shining, and the king of birds - this has become the consensus of many Chinese people.
With the passage of time, Xiao Jin did not lose his temper, and shrewd merchants developed many peripheral products with Xiao Jin as the theme.
It has become a totem that awakens the mythical dreams deep in the subconscious of every Chinese.
This sacred sculpture guarding the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum, unwilling to leave, is waiting, or what is it waiting for
This question has been offered as a reward for three years in the quiz on major portals, and the answers of netizens are all kinds of strange. After three years, they still don’t know what the golden eagle is waiting for. In fact, there are some people who probably know Xiaojin’s waiting. But it is inevitable to be dismissive.
For example, Taoist Huizhu, the master of Qingcheng Temple.
It was an afternoon in summer, and Huizhu adjusted the cinnabar and concentrated on drawing talismans. After three years, Huizhu became more and more old.
"Pa—" The line of this talisman made a mistake, the talisman paper ignited spontaneously without fire, and produced a small explosion sound. This was originally a demonstration for Daoist Xiao'an, and Hui Zhu didn't know why he missed it.
This is the magic talisman he has drawn countless times. The cinnabar is the best century-old cinnabar. The talisman pen is made of the forehead hair of the ancestral silver wolf. The talisman paper is made of extracting the essence of plants and trees. These basic things, Can't find anything wrong.
Then there is only one explanation, which is his restlessness.
After living for more than 150 years, there are very few existences that can make Huizhu feel uneasy. This time, what will it be
Daoist Xiao'an thought strangely, although this thought was somewhat disrespectful, probably not many people knew better than him what happened three years ago. Because the Huizhu demonstration failed, Xiaoan was a little distracted, and couldn't help but cast his gaze in the direction of the Lin family. I am also embarrassed to go to the Lin family.
Huizhu once said that a master of a sect does not need too much mortal affection.
Compassion and pity are taboos.
Xiao An was somewhat disapproving, but didn't know where to refute. After all, the Lin family is an outsider. Even though Xiaoan feels embarrassed by Huizhu's actions, he will not refute the teacher who raised him for the sake of outsiders.
Thinking about the impression of Senior Sister Lin, it was pitifully little.
They probably knew that Xiao Luodong was a man with a foreign surname she rescued, and the Lin family treated him as if they were their own.
During the three months between Qingchengguan and the Lin family, the "Senior Sister Lin" that Xiaoan heard from Lin's parents and Lin's mother seemed to be not very eloquent, very able to endure hardships, and very filial.
And the first time he met "Senior Sister Lin", he was ordered by his teacher to deliver books. It is true that Senior Sister Lin didn't talk much, her shoes were still covered with mud, and she was very gentle. Leading senior sister, it should be like this.
Then, he went to find the woman in black. Sister Lin sent them out... That afternoon, the woman in black actually had a long conversation with the temple master, and Xiao An even had tea a few times along the way, and they all lived in peace. But for some reason, at night, they started fighting.
Xiao An's injury that night had healed long ago, not even leaving a scar.
But Xiaoan felt that a word called "reality" was added to his heart - as a qualified successor, he must recognize reality, is that so
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The Xiangshan villa far away in the imperial capital is another look.
It was still that thatched cottage, with the same appearance as when Lin Luoran came that year, but Mr. Guo was gone inside.
It is also a summer afternoon, and a common drama of "training grandchildren" is being staged here.
In the past three years, Mu Tiannan seemed to have calmed down a bit. Counting his age, he was in his thirties, so he was no longer the swinger he used to be. He has already begun to master some important businesses of the Mu family, and while doing well, he wants to practice more and more.
But Mr. Mu didn't let go.
The more Mu Lao refused to let go, the deeper the obsession in Mu Tiannan's heart. In fact, he himself couldn't figure it out. In the past twenty years, he had no interest in cultivation, so he gave up the opportunity to the sixth brother. For some reason, he suddenly wanted to join the team of cultivating this "hard march"—maybe he knew the reason in his heart, but how could he admit it if he was as proud as a playboy
Naturally, he couldn't hide his thoughts from Old Mu, who just pretended not to know.
"I heard that you bought a villa in Rongcheng?"
Mu Tiannan was taken aback for a moment, he thought it was enough to hide it, did the old man know it? In the past few years in the shopping mall, Mu Tiannan's Tai Chi skills have improved a lot, but he didn't answer directly, and shifted the topic aside with a few vague sentences.
Mu Lao sighed in his heart, but couldn't bear to blame him.
Mu Tiannan remembered the original reason for coming, hesitated for a while, but finally didn't say anything, turned around and went down the mountain. Mu Lao looked at his back, his eyes were full of worry - what should I do with such a paranoid temperament
Mu Tiannan was driving out of Xiangshan Villa, and received a call on the way, which made him feel even more irritable. Is this the first batch of international mercenary organizations he has invited? Even a small Zhong Shan can't be detected. These people, needless to say, are just incompetent people with a vain reputation!
Mu Tiannan endured and endured, next time he must muster up the courage to talk to the old man, he knows that the family has a group of masters, if he can mobilize—
As for the fact that Lin Luoran was already dead, Mu Tiannan never thought about it. He always felt that that thief girl might be trapped in the last place where she disappeared, waiting for someone to rescue her... What kind of bird is she? Son, haven't you left Zhongshan in the past three years, it must be there!
After Mu Tiannan left, Mu Laoxin beckoned a paper crane, and he recognized the old acquaintance's handwriting at a glance.
"The single-line Dao foundation of the earth system is reserved for you, or for him?"
In fact, there is a subtext, if neither of them accept it, Huizhu will accept it personally.
Mr. Mu showed a self-deprecating smile. It has been three years, and Hui Zhu must have been waiting impatiently. Seeing Liangcai's Lin family a few miles away, but resisting to make up his mind, isn't this a kind of torture for people
It's just that three years have passed, and the "Alchemy Master" they originally imagined has not shown any signs of showing up. Naturally, the old guys can't hold back—if this so-called mysterious master who washes her marrow, there is no sign of showing up at all. If it doesn't exist, what exactly is it that can make an ordinary person with mixed Dao foundations enter the Tao in one fell swoop, and it only takes one year to enter the Qi training period of Dzogchen
Is this thing a one-time treasure of heaven, material and earth, or some kind of permanent heaven-defying spiritual treasure, or even a heaven-defying technique that can turn waste into treasure in an environment like the earth
Is it only she who holds this secret, or does her family know—
If they had such a thing... Mu Lao shook his head, this possibility is too tempting to be firm.
It's just that there is no more news from Lin Yatou, and these people who are ready to move, relying on him and Lao Guo alone, can hardly be suppressed.
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In the bitterly cold place in the extreme northwest of China, there is an ordinary unknown hill on the plateau, and the bare mountain is full of criss-crossing ravines.
Liu Zheng, who embarked on the long road of seeking immortality, felt that he had encountered a "true immortal".
There is actually a dilapidated Taoist temple in such a place, which is a strange thing in itself. There is only one crazy Taoist inside, and there is no one around, how does the Taoist survive
In the past three years, Shaodong of the Liu family has become what other people call a donkey friend, and he has fallen in love with outdoor travel. Although the big Liu family does not want to inherit, there are 365 days a year, but 300 days go out, all day long. With a hiking bag on his back, he has almost traveled all over the famous mountains in China.
The wind and sun outside are naturally not as comfortable as an air-conditioned room. Liu Zheng is not as wind-proof and sun-proof as Xiao Jin. After three years, he has been tanned extremely dark, except for the iconic gold-rimmed glasses. Even they may not be able to recognize him as the former Young Master Liu.
When Liu Zheng searched for this mountain, it was the end of the second year when Lin Luoran had an accident.
He decided that the lunatic Taoist was extraordinary, and he really took root in this bitter and cold northwestern place, Bald Mountain. Stay overnight in the Taoist temple.
Although the Liu family was rich, the family didn't know where Liu Zheng went, and he didn't want anyone to follow him, he just reported his safety every month. So no matter how rich Liu Zheng is, in such a place, he has to go down the mountain himself, walk more than ten miles, and find a small local village in exchange for the rice, noodles, meat and vegetables he needs daily. Then he walked back more than ten miles, carrying many things on his back, and climbed up the hill with difficulty.
Climbing like this, about twice a week, Liu Zheng's shoulders began to be soaked and faded by the water drawn by the rope of the basket, faded and rose again, and gradually formed a thick callus. Time flies, he is already very comfortable carrying a big bag up the mountain, but the old Taoist still ignores him.
Even Liu Zheng, who was very patient, couldn't help showing a trace of anxiety on his face, but he was caught by the crazy old Taoist priest.
"Why, are you impatient?"
"Um… ?"
After getting along for more than a year, this is the first time the old Taoist spoke to Liu Zheng. He didn't realize it for a while. When he finally heard it clearly, he found that he didn't have the excitement of watching the moonlight when the clouds opened, but His eyes were slightly wet.
"Do you want to practice?" The old Taoist changed the subject, became serious for a while, and looked less crazy.
"Yes, senior, please accept the junior." Liu Zheng performed the ancient kowtow ceremony, which was formal and rigorous.
The old Taoist stared into his eyes, "Why do you want to practice?"
Liu Zheng put his head on the ground, but his voice was very firm. He didn't say anything about pursuing the way of heaven and longevity, but just said what was in his heart.
"The younger generation admires a woman who is a practitioner..."
The old Taoist laughed strangely: "In order to be with her, you also want to practice?"
Liu Zheng kowtowed and shook his head: "She doesn't have a junior in her heart, and the junior doesn't dare to think about it, but now she is in danger, and the junior can't save her...so she wants to practice."
Liu Zheng just bumped his head, and after a long time, the crazy old Taoist sighed quietly, "Your Taoist foundation is not good, and the road ahead will be difficult in the future, even so, are you willing?"
The meaning of these words is self-evident, Liu Zheng was overjoyed, and kowtowed to officially call him "Master".
Would you like it? Isn't it just this celestial fate that he found after crossing thousands of mountains in China