In the evening, snowflakes fell and the wind was cold.
"A-choo..."
"This damn weather has gotten a little colder. I'm afraid it will snow heavily again on New Year's Eve this year."
In the rolling mountains, buildings rise from the ground, strange peaks stand out, the sea of clouds fluctuates, and snowflakes flutter. At first glance, it seems as if you have arrived in the fairyland.
The words "Fudimen" are engraved on the tall and sturdy stone pillar.
However, if you look closely, you can find that there seems to be some words outside the word "Fu Di", but they have been wiped away.
There is a winding road next to the stone pillar. At this moment, two young disciples of the Fudi Sect are standing opposite each other.
The two men were holding sharp blades and wrapped in cotton clothes.
However, the thick cotton clothes could not withstand the biting cold wind. The two men were breathing heavily and looking up at the road ahead from time to time.
"I don't know when Uncle Chen will arrive. I want to go back early to warm myself by the fire!"
There were two men, one fat and one thin. The thin one was taciturn, while the fat one kept talking nonstop.
“Brother, who on earth is Taoist Chonghe? Why do so many elders in our sect take him so seriously and even ask us to go down three miles down the mountain to meet him
I heard that the head of the sect brought out the Jade Dew Juice that had been treasured in the sect for over 500 years."
After taking a quick glance at the avenue and seeing no one but the wind and snow, the fat man turned around disappointedly and asked.
"He can talk freely with Buddha at Shaolin Temple, and fight with immortals at Kunlun Peak. He is the only one in the world who has read the Taoist scriptures and canons, and one of the seven Taoists of the modern era. Do you think he is qualified?"
The thin man raised his head, his eyes were white.
He is actually blind.
"The Seven Sons of Taoism? I have only heard of the Eighteen Arhats of Buddhism, but I don't know about the Seven Sons of Taoism. Can you tell me about them, Senior Brother?"
The fat man's eyes rolled and he suddenly wanted to listen to a story.
He knew that this senior brother had a very good relationship with the old man in the Sutra Repository, and often talked with the old man. He was very clear about the secrets of the world.
Therefore, the stories he tells are always interesting.
The blind man remained silent and stopped talking.
"Brother, why don't you tell me?"
The fat man looked confused.
"As a member of the Taoist school, you don't even know the Seven Sons of Taoism. What can I say
It would be useless to talk about it.”
The blind man said indifferently.
"Tsk!" The fat man disagreed.
If you don’t want to tell me, then don’t tell me. I don’t want to know yet!
"Here they come. Let's fire the flare arrows! Let the master and his men get ready to welcome the guests."
Suddenly, the blind man spoke.
"Are you here? Where?" The fat man looked into the distance.
But he only saw the empty road, without any human figures.
"Brother, you can't see, so why are you joking? If we accidentally fire the flare arrows and miss something important, we will be in big trouble."
The fat man was speechless and said while looking into the blind man's eyes.
The blind man seemed to know that the fat man was looking at him. He rolled his eyes and stared at the fat man with his white eyes.
"My eyes are blind, but my heart is not blind!"
"You are really crazy!" The fat man shook his head, thinking that the blind man was insane.
"Hey, he's really here, that looks like Uncle Chen!"
Suddenly, the fat man let out a strange cry, then hurriedly took out a flare arrow and shot it into the sky.
Chirp...
In the distance, two figures seemed to be moving very slowly, but they were actually very fast. With just a light tap of the foot, they took a step two meters away.
Both of them were old men. One of them wore a light blue Taoist robe and a brocade crown that was meticulously groomed, looking like a Taoist master.
However, this man, standing next to the man next to him, seemed to be non-existent.
Whether it is a fat person or a blind person, their eyes are attracted to another person.
He has white hair, wears a blue and white Taoist robe, and a hibiscus crown on his head. He holds a whisk in his hand and carries a guqin on his back. Inside the guqin is an ancient long sword.
If the Taoist priest in light blue is a great master of Taoism, then this white-haired old Taoist priest is a descended immortal.
He did not make any movement, but just walked casually, as if he was the only one in the world.
"That is the meaning of Tao..."
The blind man's voice trembled, as if he had seen something incredible.
And this is indeed the case.
In the blind man's mind, the image of the Taoist was vivid. He did not move at all, as if the heaven and earth were moving on their own for his convenience.
Behind the Taoist priest, the Tai Chi formed by the two Yin-Yang fish slowly rotated.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, the Taoist uttered a light exclamation, then raised his head and looked at the blind man.
What kind of eyes are those
Bright and dark.
There seem to be countless truths of the world in his eyes.
At that moment, the blind man was stunned.
He seemed to see in those eyes the path he had been pursuing all his life.
"Hey! Foolish boy, wake up!"
There was a sound like rolling thunder, and the blind man suddenly woke up. He could no longer see the old Taoist in his mind, only darkness.
"That is my way, not yours. You can't just try to understand it randomly."
A gentle voice sounded beside his ears, and the blind man felt a warm hand on his head.
"Master, what happened to my nephew?"
The Taoist in light blue robe looked at his nephew who had suddenly fallen into an obsession, but returned to normal after being gently patted by the Taoist next to him, but still had his eyes closed and a look of understanding, and asked the Taoist.
"Your nephew is very lucky. He was born with a keen mind and can observe everything in the world. Just now, he saw my Tao and couldn't help but be obsessed with it."
The white-haired Taoist chuckled.
"This... How can he be so rude? I'll apologize to the Taoist priest on his behalf!"
Taoist Qianlan's face changed drastically when he heard this.
"It's okay. He can see it because he has the ability. Just don't mess around in the future. Everything in this world has its own way, and everyone's way is different. If he wants to walk his own way, then reading my way will only harm him and not benefit him."
The white-haired Taoist said.
Taoist Qianlan didn't say anything more when he heard this, but just looked at his nephew with excitement in his eyes.
What the white-haired Taoist said is indeed right. Other people’s paths are their own paths. If you want to follow your own path, you have to work hard on your own instead of taking shortcuts.
but.
Taoist Qianlan didn't think so much.
What he cared about was that his nephew actually saw the person next to him.
What is Tao
That is something that can only be possessed when a person's martial arts level reaches a certain level.
Generally speaking, this kind of person is called a master in the world.
When a person's Tao is seen by another person, it means that the person's martial arts have also been seen.
It is not difficult to see from the still immersed Blind Chen that he has already understood something.
If he understood and learned the martial arts of the person next to him, then...
"Xiaolong, take good care of your brother and don't disturb him. Let him wake up on his own. I will accompany the Taoist priest up the mountain first. When he wakes up, you can go up the mountain on your own."
Taoist Qianlan spoke.
"Master, please come in!"
"please!"
Chonghe looked at the blind man who seemed to understand something and wanted to speak, but then he looked at Taoist Qianlan who looked anxious and didn't want to wake the blind man up. Finally, he shook his head and walked up the mountain with him.
Originally, he saw that the blind man had some talent and planned to take him in as his disciple, and after some training, he might have the hope of becoming a master in the future.
You can see the Taoist Qianlan and the blind man who keeps comprehending his way.
The two of them were clearly attracted by the immediate benefits and had not considered that although he could learn his own martial arts after this enlightenment, his Tao would also be restricted.
In this case, if there is no opportunity, there is probably no hope of becoming a master in this life.
However, even though he has no hope of becoming a master, based on the superficial knowledge he has gained from his own Dao Eye, it should be enough for him to travel across the northern desert.
This is probably what Taoist Qianlan is thinking!