"Human beings are the spirits of all things, and who doesn't have some spiritual energy in them? Although the spiritual energy is weak and cannot be compared with the spiritual energy formed between heaven and earth, it is powerful in that it is endless, as long as people are alive! And even ordinary people, as long as their hearts If you are sincere and concentrate on something, you can also produce thoughts attached to the jade, good thoughts, and sincere scriptures. Over time, you can of course cultivate a piece of blessed jade. Your master and I are people with great skills. This cultivation My jade is much stronger than that of ordinary people!" While Old Man Jiang was talking, I had already been slapped on the head more than a dozen times.
I consider myself unlucky, who told me to talk too much, but I still have a question to ask: "Master, you talked about kindness and sincerity in the scriptures, so if I spit on this jade every day, what will it become?"
"Spit?" Old Man Jiang turned his head and looked at me with a strange expression, and slapped me again, but after this slap, he continued: "You spit, it's not a vicious thing, at most it's just It’s just that it can’t be cultivated into spiritual jade. Jade is the most sensitive thing to the magnetic field. The spiritual land becomes spiritual jade. Of course, the evil place is full of evil energy! There are also vicious ways to make jade into a curse. Moreover, in ancient times, It’s best not to wear jade. Some of them are contaminated with blood and corpse energy. It’s really hard to say. The point is, don’t have any bad ideas about jade. As a cultivator, as long as the good thoughts in his heart are not extinguished, It’s like a light in your heart that never goes out.”
I nodded repeatedly and finally asked: "Master, are ancient jade not a good thing?"
"Nonsense, if it is an ancient jade from a Feng Shui treasure cave, and it happens to be something other than what was in the coffin, and it has been contaminated with spiritual energy for many years, it is also good. But such ancient jade is hard to find, and you have to clean it after you get it. If you have been buried in a tomb for a long time, even if you have spirituality, you will also have evil nature.”
We have talked about the issue of jade here. After hearing what my master said, I couldn’t bear to part with the piece of jade in his hand, but Old Man Jiang didn’t want to part with it. He just sighed: “Selling spiritual jade is the same as selling spiritual jade.” I hope you are a merciful person, otherwise I will feel sorry for you if you block evil people out of thin air."
I was also silent. In fact, I had heard Master talk about Taoist spiritual weapons before. I knew that spiritual weapons could help luck and ward off disasters. I didn’t expect that this jade could be nourished to such an extent! Moreover, I know in my heart that this jade was raised by my master. It is really a treasure and is simply hard to find! If it hadn't been for my family's affairs this time, he would never have done something like this, which was considered a magic weapon to him.
The master and the apprentice were silent for a while. I raised my head and asked, "Master, will you tell me about the master's affairs?"
Old Man Jiang was holding the piece of jade in a daze. When he heard this, he was so shocked that he almost dropped the jade in his hand. He looked at me in disbelief and said, "You haven't forgotten this yet?"
"Then, how could I forget about my master? The worst thing is to deceive your master and forget your ancestors. Isn't this what you taught me?" This is the experience of struggle. No matter what happens, grasp the truth first.
"Come on, come on, it's not that I won't tell you about your master, it's just that I can't tell you now." Old Man Jiang was also forced to do nothing by me.
"Then you have to tell me if your master is still there? He is so powerful, he will not disappear easily. That's what I want to know. By the way, I also want to know how my master lived for such a long time." Originally, I really just wanted to know if Master was still there, but I was so curious.
But as soon as I finished my question, Old Man Jiang looked weird and sad as before. After a long pause, he said: "It is normal for a person who has attained the Tao to live a long life. Your master is like this." More than 300 years old is not considered top-notch. There are countless people who have lived a long life recorded in ancient times, let alone some masters who have never been exposed to the world. It’s just that people today don’t want to believe it. A simple truth, people today are better than The ancients lived longer, and people in prosperous times lived longer than people in troubled times. This is why nutrition improves the body. If you use the right methods and get excellent supplements, longevity is a matter of course. Do you think the health care of the mountains is nonsense? There is no such thing as becoming an immortal. Is it based on this?"
"Master, I know, but what's the point?" I was so anxious that I scratched my cheeks and scratched my ears.
"The point is, your master is actually not more than 300 years old. There is a reason for this." At this point, Old Man Jiang paused again, and then said: "Your master... your master... is still here It’s gone, and I don’t know.”
After saying that, Old Man Jiang sighed deeply. For a moment, he looked haggard and sad, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.
But I didn't see it, and I was still asking: "Why?"
Old Man Jiang was not angry this time. Instead, he turned around and looked at me deeply, and then said, "Don't ask this question again." Then he drove me out of the small room.
Of course I feel uncomfortable, but I don't dare to argue with such a master.
Early the next morning, I got up to do morning classes. What was very strange was that for the first time, Master did not get up, and his familiar snoring sound could be heard in the room. This was the first time that this had happened. At this time in the past, I When I get up, he also gets up. Occasionally he will urge me to go to class early. Occasionally he will wander around without knowing where he is. Anyway, he is not in the room.
I don't want to wake up Master. Maybe he didn't sleep last night? Because I always felt that he was worried when he drove me away last night. I went downstairs and went to the open space to do morning exercises as usual. When I passed by the window of the small room, I unexpectedly found that the window of the small room was half open. I thought it was Master didn't close it properly last night, and there were still a few pieces of paper scattered on the ground.
There is always some wind in the mountains. I thought it was blowing from the table. I picked up a few pieces of paper and took a look. I knew it was Master's handwriting. I was so familiar with it! His handwriting is always unruly and unrestrained, but I can feel a heaviness and an indescribable feeling of confusion in the words on the paper.
I can't explain why I feel this way. Several pieces of paper are filled with words, but there are only two words in total - Kunlun!
Kunlun? I do know that there is Kunlun Mountain. Is Master’s lover there? I shook my head and put the paper on the ground again. He was used to burning his own calligraphy and paintings, saying that he didn't have enough skill and was ashamed to see the world. I have to respect him, right
Master didn't get up until it was close to lunch time. As soon as he woke up, he shouted that he was hungry and wanted to eat.
Food is easy to prepare this summer. I have already prepared it. I have a few cold cucumbers, stir-fried shredded potatoes, cold noodles with shredded chicken, and a pot of old sweet potato porridge.
This cultivation is also very hard, especially when it comes to food. Sometimes I can't even think about being light, and I have to eat meat all the time. Master said that you can become a vegetarian when you reach a certain level, but I'm not good enough yet. I have to eat meat. Except for breakfast, my stomach can't It's so greasy that I can't finish any other meal.
You can’t blame me for complaining. I make a small casserole every night to make up the soup. Can I not get tired of it? Even today’s lunch was refreshing enough, but you still had to put some shredded chicken in the cold noodles. When I took a bowl, at least half of the bowl was filled with shredded chicken.
After Old Man Jiang finished washing up briefly, he started to eat voraciously, drinking the porridge with a "snort", sucking the cold noodles with a "chick", chewing the potato shreds with big mouthfuls, and "thumping" When biting into a mixed cucumber, he really has the ability not to choke!
People who were full of worries yesterday will be like this today.
"Master, why did you get up so late today?" I took a big mouthful of cold noodles with a 'huh' sound, and asked curiously. In fact, my eating habits are not much better. I am very hungry after practicing. Isn't that right? Damn it, my lunch boxes at school were famous for being filled with 2 large aluminum lunch boxes! Usually little boys will feel full after eating one box, but I am just not hungry anymore.
"I forgot the time when I was practicing calligraphy last night, and it was dawn when I regained my consciousness." Old Man Jiang answered casually.
"What is Kunlun? Kunlun Mountain? This morning your words came outside the window, and I saw it."
"I know. When I got up, I found that the window of the small room was not closed properly."
"What is Kunlun?"
"Kunlun Mountains, Kunlun Mountains in Xinjiang."
"Master, where is your lover? Is she my master's wife?"
"Well, cough, fart! I...I like the scenery there." Along with his words, there was a crisp slap. Undoubtedly, I was slapped again.
"Sanwa'er, come down the mountain with me later and go to your house."
"What are you doing?"
"Tell your parents that the money will be paid a few days later, and I will take you out." Old Man Jiang was quite calm. There must be something in his stomach now, and he started to get a cup to pour wine.
"Where? The county town?" I was excited. I had never been out of the county town in my life. I was sure I was going to the county town, otherwise I wouldn't have specifically greeted my parents.
"Oh, no, I'm going to the provincial capital, Chengdu." Old Man Jiang was pouring wine for himself.
"Cough. Cough." This time I coughed violently.
I coughed for a long time before I could finish it. I blushed so hard that I even had a piece of cold noodles coming out of my nose. Old man Jiang took a sip of wine and smiled so happily that his face was full of tears. The thrill of revenge.
I quickly pulled out a piece of paper, wiped all the snot and tears from my face, and returned to the dinner table with murderous intent, saying: "Master, you are taking revenge on me, so you deliberately said you were going to Chengdu. ?”
"Hey, you little kid, don't use your little kid's heart to seduce my gentleman Jiang, okay?" Old Man Jiang said in a weird voice.
"Really going to Chengdu?" I suddenly felt an unreal dizziness. What is the concept of this provincial capital? In my mind, it is simply a symbol and cannot be embodied at all! Because it's too far away.
"Well, I really want to go to Chengdu." Old Man Jiang nodded solemnly.
"Go to Chengdu to sell that piece of jade. No one here knows the goods." Old Man Jiang added.