Wudang has eighty-one peaks as magnificent as the big top, but not all peaks have Taoist temples, not all mountains have Taoists who practice. Among them, Xiaozhu Peak, which is located to the north, relies on the east wind of the Northern Liang King's large-scale construction on the mountain. A new Taoist temple was built. The owner of the temple is Han Gui, the youngest apprentice of the old Taoist Song Zhiming. This young Taoist cultivates his mind but not his strength. However, even though Wudang's mountains are simple and simple, Han Gui can neither make alchemy nor talismans, and even has little ability in divination, so Song Zhiming has never allowed this retreat disciple to "" To open the peak", of course, with the incense of Wudang Mountain in the past, it was more intentional and powerless, so that after Wang Chonglou passed away, the head teacher changed from Hong Xixiang to Li Yufu, and Han Gui was still a tepid cultivator. Xi asked.
The Qingshan Temple was newly completed. After the lively congratulations from the Taoist temples in the early days, Han Gui was not a long-sleeved and good at dancing. There are only a handful of them. But first there was a child who often came to Qingshan Temple to play, and became acquainted with the sweeping boy. Later, the child brought a young man to offer incense, which was said to be his master. The master of the temple, Han Gui, climbed the mountain when he was young, devoted himself to the study of classics, lived in seclusion and kept himself out of the world, and could not recognize the pilgrim who was not generous. When the pilgrim came to the mountain to offer incense for the third time, Han Gui still did not recognize him. After looking at the man's face and reminding him in a low voice, Han Guicai hurriedly stepped out of the threshold, and called to stop the young man who had a good attitude after a closer look, saying that the Taoist temple was simple and there was only coarse tea to welcome guests. The pilgrim who was as brave as a banished immortal did not refuse, and agreed with a smile. Han Gui cooks good tea, the tea is wild tea from the mountains, but Han Gui's tea making is not like those famous people in the south of the Yangtze River who have complicated rules and don't pay attention to the water used to cook tea. The two drank to each other, the pilgrim who claimed to be Xu Qi from Liangzhou didn't talk much, he only praised the taste of the tea, Han Gui didn't know how to greet him politely, so he could only laugh it off.
While they were drinking tea, the child who came to Xiaozhu Peak to play from time to time and Han Gui's apprentice Qing Xin, two children of about the same age, sat on the stone steps outside the hall and chatted. In Qingshan Temple, there are endless schoolwork and work every day, but the seniority is not low in Wudang peaks. The old head teacher Wang Chonglou has the highest seniority on the mountain, but they passed away with the oldest Song Zhiming. , now there are only two old real people left, Chen Yao and Yu Xingrui, and the next generation is the new head teacher Li Yufu. There are about forty people on Wudang Mountain. Although there are signs that the number is growing, if Xiaodaotong Qingxin goes to the places where the incense is flourishing on the Lotus Peak and the Jade Everest, many people will die. A middle-aged Taoist priest in his forties may even call him "Master Uncle". The young Taoist Qingxin wears a Dongxuan scarf commonly seen in martial arts, with an inch of cotton and silk folded on the top, and auspicious clouds painted on the scarf, like bamboo slips hanging from the back, learning from the immortal Lu Zu. At this moment, the little Taoist priest is talking to his newly-acquainted friends of the same age about the way of keeping in good health that he also knows little about, "Today is the autumnal equinox. I taught the classic "Tiansu Conditioning Theory" and recorded it. People should lie down early and get up early, and enjoy themselves with chickens. And my master said that the dryness and heat in autumn can also be divided into warm dryness and cool dryness. Most of them are in places where they climb high and look far away. On the whole, it is the word "Zangzang..."
The other child, who was listening to Dao Tong Wen's words, was babbling, looking a little careless, but asked curiously: "Since there will be less thunder in the future, will there be more demons and ghosts? Then, will you Taoists be busy going down the mountain to get rid of them?" Ghostbusters?"
Qing Xin rolled her eyes, talking to the duck, a little sulking.
The child who knew he had made a mistake scratched his head, bewildered.
Still pure-hearted and not fussing about with this guy, he suddenly looked greedy, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and said in a low voice: "Dilong, let me tell you, there is a large persimmon forest on the Little Lotus Peak, and it will be gone soon." It’s going to be so red, it’s so delicious! I’ve discussed with my brothers and my nephews on other peaks, when will I pick persimmons, will you go? If you want to go, I’ll count you in.”
Yu Dilong was surprised and said: "Little Lotus Peak? Isn't it the place where your previous head teacher Hong Xianren practiced alone? You dare to steal persimmons?"
Qingxin shrunk her neck, glanced at Master cautiously, then lowered her voice a little bit, "It's fine for us to pick persimmons before our little master uncle ascends, and our little master uncle will help us pick persimmons himself. , Alas, it’s a pity that after the little master uncle was promoted, Master Chen, who was in charge of the precepts, didn’t let people go there very much. Some time ago, for some reason, he issued a ban on the mountain, but the persimmons there are really sweet and delicious ah."
Having said this, the little Taoist priest's eyes suddenly turned red, and he quickly raised his sleeves to wipe his eyes.
Yu Dilong laughed and said, "If you want to eat persimmons, you'll want to cry? Have a little future, okay? It's okay. I'll pick them up for you tomorrow, and I'll make sure you eat enough!"
The little Taoist glared at him, "I miss our little master uncle!"
This side is persimmon and it belongs to the junior master uncle, and Han Gui naturally knew what was going on there, sighed and lost his mind. I still remember that I happened to meet the little uncle who was riding a cow and herding cattle. Every time I saw them and these juniors, if it was this season, I would always pull out a few bright red persimmons from my sleeves in a different way and hand them to him. They didn't forget to wipe it gently with their sleeves before.
Xu Qi, or Xu Feng said in a young voice: "Han Taoist priest, I know a little about Kanyu, and I also know that the mountains and rivers of Xiaozhu Peak are dense and dense, and it is also a rare paradise in Wudang Mountain. Forgive me for saying a word, Why is the Qingshan Temple completed, but the incense is so rare?"
Although Han Gui is not familiar with the world, in fact, he has a clear heart, and immediately understood the meaning of this person's words, and said with a smile: "It stands to reason that Xiaozhufeng's Fengshui is really good, and it should have been handed over to someone from the Qing Dynasty. A student with excellent talent came to 'establish a sect', but the little uncle was probably joking with Xiaodao, saying that the sweet-scented osmanthus of Xiaozhufeng is especially fragrant, and it is the best among all peaks. There is a word osmanthus in Xiaodao's common name. It should be. Tell the truth, don’t mention anything else, just say that the statues in Qingshan Temple are made of copper and distilled gold, which is very valuable. I’m not afraid of Mr. Xu’s jokes. Even if you die to stop it, you can’t stop it. In fact, as far as Xiaodao itself is concerned, where you study is not reading, and where you are cultivating the Tao is not cultivating. After all, in life, you can’t eat a few bowls of rice, wear a suit of clothes, and sleep in a bed.”
Xu Fengnian joked: "As a cultivator, Daoist Han also cares about those yellow and white objects? Shouldn't it be that as long as it is something outside of the body, you should not care about anything?"
Han Gui laughed heartily, waved his hands and said, "It's wrong, it's wrong, half of the 'immortal' is human, and as for the 'real person', the emphasis is on the real character."
Xu Fengnian seemed displeased, frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Forgive my ignorance, I don't understand the truth, and I hope the Taoist priest will clarify."
Han Gui didn't care about Mr. Xu's gloomy expression, and said slowly with a smile: "Eat three meals a day with eyes open, work diligently, cultivate five grains, respect six relatives, these are the duties of a person, not because of high status You don’t have to do it. Although a Taoist is a person born in the world, the road to immortality has a bleak future after all. When we practice the Tao, we say that we are cultivating the Dao of Longevity. In fact, from the point of view of the Tao, we are cultivating a “reason”. For example, one person at home It is reasonable to look at the objects in the house, not to throw them away or to destroy them. It is the truth. If you are staying overnight, protecting the objects in the courtyard from being stolen and robbed, this is even more so. Xiaodao is the passerby of this Qingshan Temple, and it is the person who stays in the world Lost the gilded statue, if Xiaodao knows how to turn stones into gold, and can afford to pay for it, he won’t feel bad, but Xiaodao can only practice Taoism, not make money, so since he can’t afford it, he will feel sorry for him.”
Xu Fengnian smiled knowingly: "The principle of the Taoist priest is very vulgar, but not bad."
Han Gui said casually with a smile: "I have a vulgar idea, I want to be a long-lived person."
Xu Fengnian stroked the rim of the porcelain cup with two fingers, and said softly: "I have met a few people who can live forever but don't want to live forever."
Han Gui didn't feel that the young master was just boasting, but he sighed sincerely: "It's a pity that I haven't been down the mountain since I went up the mountain, and I can't learn from the two uncles. If I have the opportunity, I will definitely go down the mountain to have a look. "
Xu Fengnian smiled, drank a big sip of tea, washed away many accumulated depressions in his heart, and then "consulted" with Han Gui a lot of knowledge about cultivating the Tao and keeping in good health.
The sun was setting to the west, and it was getting late. The two children on the steps had already changed from sitting to squatting to standing, and then from standing to lying on their stomachs. However, their respective masters were very engaged in chatting, and they didn't talk for a while. It was a sign that work was over, it was really boring, Yu Dilong and Qingxin both began to doze off, Yu Dilong felt that it would not be a problem to wait, so he had to use some food that he had tasted in Qingliangshan Palace to help the little Taoist get rid of his fatigue, what kind of youth? Duck soup with radish and tangerine peel, braised mandarin fish with peach blossoms, Qingxin doesn't know what it tastes like, but just listening to it makes my mouth water.
Xu Fengnian glanced at the twilight in the courtyard, stood up and apologized: "I have bothered you a lot today, and it has delayed the Taoist priest's practice."
Han Gui stood up, shook his head and smiled, "It's okay, Mr. Xu can come to Qingshan to watch more in his spare time, especially when the winter bamboo shoots are growing."
Xu Fengnian's answer was quite unsightly, and he said in a straight line: "I probably won't have the chance to be a guest here in a short time."
Han Gui was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer, Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "My family has quite a collection of books, and I will send some books to Qingshan Temple later, and I will borrow them for the Taoist priest."
Han Gui hummed.
Yu Dilong saw that the master was finally going back home, jumped up and said with a smile: "Let's go. Qingxin, I'll come back to play with you."
Xiao Daotong hurriedly got up, trotted down the steps, and followed Master to send that Mr. Xu out of the observation room.
Looking at the backs of one big and one small who were drifting away, the little Taoist priest was full of reluctance.
"Master, what are you talking about with that young master?"
"Xu Gongzi asked Master for a scattered classic article, which is broad and profound. Rather than saying that Master is dispelling doubts, it is better to say that Xu Gongzi is teaching. It is like a guiding technique. Alas, if you really want to study it Thorough, as short as ten years, as long as a lifetime. It seems that there is no need to rush down the mountain."
"So difficult to learn? Master, then stop learning. There are so many books in the world, how can you understand all of them?"
"This one is different."
"Master, then don't teach me this article. You have to read it for ten years, so I won't be able to go down Wudang Mountain for a hundred years. I won't do it!"
"After all, don't you just don't want to cook?"
"Hahaha."
"Forget it, master will do it himself today, so that you don't care if you sprinkle salt."
"..."
"By the way, remember that cultivators should not wander around all day long, emptying their bodies. Go, take advantage of master's cooking time, and copy the "Nine Notes of Zunsheng" twice."
"..."
Xu Fengnian and Yu Dilong walked down the Xiaozhu Peak along the newly opened stone path, and Yu Dilong couldn't help asking: "Master, do you think there are really ghosts and gods in the world?"
Xu Fengnian said casually: "If you believe it, you will have it; if you don't believe it, you will not."
The child groaned, looking at the dark forest, feeling a little apprehensive.
Xu Fengnian, who was originally thinking about something, was interrupted by the sound, and glanced at the child who was following closely behind him. This apprentice's martial arts talent is really amazing, although Yu Dilong hides from everyone, no matter whether it is out of his heart or because of his poor growing environment, he has an almost seamless ability to hide clumsiness. Xu Fengnian once inadvertently determined one thing, as long as this child walks through any place with a complicated structure, he can outline a three-dimensional picture for you. This kind of talent is better than simple memory. Even more rare and precious. The so-called martial arts prodigy is nothing more than that. After Xu Fengnian watched coldly for a long time, he found that this apprentice was a bit warm-hearted and cold-hearted. Although he was very familiar with the little Taoist priest Qingxin, in Yu Dilong's heart, he had already drawn a clear line. But if it crosses the line, Xu Fengnian can't guarantee what radical actions Yu Dilong will make. However, it was the first time for Xu Fengnian to be someone else's master. Although he didn't really agree with Yu Dilong's way of getting along with Wang Sheng, Lu Yunchang, and Daotong Qingxin, he didn't feel that he had to force the child's temperament back.
Xu Fengnian thought for a while, then asked abruptly: "Do you think that Lu Yunchang looks smart, but is actually stupid?"
Yu Dilong opened his mouth wide, as if he wanted to deny it, but looking at the master's eyes that were still clear in the night, the child finally didn't speak, and lowered his head.
Xu Fengnian smiled, moved on, and said softly: "Master also has a master, so I'll tell you a story my master told about his journey of studying."
Yu Dilong raised his head, looked at Master's back, and bit his lip.
Xu Fengnian said slowly: "There is an allusion about the empty city plan. It is said that when two countries fight each other, the commander-in-chief of one side is scared off by the empty city of the other side. My master read it here when he was young, and he also yearned for the latter's strategy. When my master was young, he read this allusion again, and he was puzzled. It was just an empty city. If he was the latter, he could send a few The soldiers acted as dead soldiers and went to the city to find out the truth. Since he can think of this, why can't the Emperor Dafeng who will usurp the throne in the future not understand? So my master had great doubts about this allusion, and he began to Going through a lot of official history and unofficial history, he finally discovered a truth, that is, the situation in which the latter was in at that time, once he won the former and destroyed the enemy country, he himself would have achieved nothing. I can take off my armor and return to the fields, and live at home for the rest of my life. After the master told me this story, he told me that there are three realms in reading, and the same is true in knowing people."
Yu Dilong blurted out: "Master, if the story is true, then the former is also very smart. The empty city strategy is not very clever in itself. The clever thing is that he used this strategy to 'frighten' the enemy away. By stepping down, I also won the respect of future generations for myself.”
Xu Fengnian nodded and said, "That's what I told Master back then."
Yu Dilong scratched his head.
Xu Fengnian smiled and narrowed his eyes, and said: "But the master immediately slapped me on the forehead and reprimanded me for 'being superfluous is not beneficial'. I used to feel wronged, and thought that there was something wrong with being smart?"
Xu Fengnian with a gentle face continued: "Smart people should use their intelligence in the right place. Life in the world should be beneficial to the world. Even if you don't have the heart or the ability, don't bully others."
Yu Dilong said softly: "Master, don't worry, even if I have learned advanced martial arts, as long as people don't deceive me, I will never deceive others."
Xu Fengnian breathed out and said: "You need to make friends widely, but you don't need to be brothers. If you meet someone who can be a brother in the future, you must treat each other sincerely. Master didn't do a good job. I hope you can do better in the future." Better."
Yu Dilong seemed to understand but still nodded.