I have been kneeling for too long. From the scorching sun to the setting sun, I, as young as I was kowtowed thousands of times without knowing it. As a result, when I stood up, I was about to faint, my eyes turned black, and I felt like I was about to die. But just as my body was falling backward, a huge and warm palm was held on my back, and a cold sound rang out in my ears: "The tongue touched the upper palate, built a magpie bridge, breathed for a long time, the Ren and Du meridians gathered together, and the saliva under the tongue was swallowed carefully, like the flow of nectar on the jade platform..."

This seemed like a mantra. When I heard it, I didn't know the whole meaning, but I knew that I pressed my tongue against the upper palate tightly, and then breathed hard like I crawled out of the water just now, and my saliva flowed out and the breath came into my nose. The whole person felt his eyes lit up, and the world was completely renewed, and I couldn't help but shouted in surprise: "Master Dao, is this the way to practice?"

The old Taoist Qingyi snorted, not willing to pay attention to me, but he still said, "What kind of practice is just a way to let you walk by yourself. If you get up, can you walk by yourself?"

I nodded excitedly and said loudly, "Well, Master, I can!"

The little monkey and fat girl climbed onto my shoulders and laughed, and the injured little fox also opened his eyes, and his pair of beautiful eyes as beautiful as amber stared at me curiously. The old man agreed to let me follow him, and I was full of joy, but his words directly knocked me from the sky to the abyss: "I'm taking you back, not to accept you as an apprentice, but I just can't see you, not like you die. As a reward, please help me take care of the little fox in my arms. Do you agree?"

I was very depressed, but then I thought that I had to live in the mountains as a monk and become a Taoist priest. It was bitter and there was no one to play with me. I didn’t want to do it at first, and he could cure my illness. Isn’t that just right?

I nodded quickly: "Okay, I know." After saying this, I went to look at the little fox. Hey, it seemed to be the one we saw by the stream before.

The old Taoist Qingyi is very old and has gray hair, but he looks good, like a god in the portrait. He has a bad temper and is unwilling to speak. He turns around and leaves. I am afraid that he will throw me away. I follow him step by step, and then raise my head and ask, "I don't call you master, what are you asking you to do?" The old Taoist Qingyi answered me directly without thinking, "It's good to call Dao Master, others call you like this, you can also call me like this." He said this, I was a little unwilling. If others call Dao Master, why should I call me Erdan? I must leave me so clean?

Okay, I call you "Dao Master" on the surface, and call you behind your back - dead, smelly, old Taoist priest...

I secretly cursed the old Taoist in Qingyi behind my back, and on the surface, he followed him happily. After walking for a while, he put a shed in his hand, looked up at the sunset that was about to set, and said to himself: "It's a bit slow to walk like this, this is not okay..." After he finished speaking, he came to see me again, and my face immediately cried: "Don't leave me behind, there are beasts everywhere in the deep mountains and old forests. If you want to leave, I have to wait to feed the wolf."

The old Taoist Qingyi saw my fearful look and there was a smile on his cold face. He didn't care about me, but touched it from his body, took out two yellow paper talismans with ghost painting talismans, and outlined a little pony with a foal with a chaotic pen tip. He tied it to my legs with a waxed red thread, and then took out some green grass foam from his arms, sprinkled it on it, and slowly muttered: "Little horse, run quickly, when I get home, I will give you some good materials, it must be the tender bud grass that just grew in spring..."

I watched the old Taoist Qingyi squat at my feet and tinker with it. I felt a strange aura spreading from my feet. I couldn't stop the fear in my heart and asked in a trembling voice: "Master Dao, what are you doing?"

The old Taoist Qingyi looked up at me, stood up, holding the basket left by my father, and pulled my arm, saying, "Take a deep breath, and then don't scream, no matter what happens, so as not to scare away the Yin Ling, do you know?" My heart was bulging, but my head kept nodding. Before I could come back to my senses, I heard a sudden roar from beside me: "The heaven and earth are in the most extreme, the mysterious heart is the Dharma, the magic travels thousands of miles, fast!"

Before I finished speaking, I felt like I was about to fly up. My feet were moving quickly as if they were not my own. The trees on both sides suddenly ran back. The wind was whistling in my ears, and my eyes couldn't be opened by the wind. Occasionally, I looked through the gap and saw myself directly hitting the big tree-a!

I was almost going crazy and wanted to scream, but I remember the instructions of the old Taoist Qingyi. He was not my parents and it was hard to speak. If I called, he might throw me here. So I had to grit my teeth and let my heart bulge in my chest, thumping like the rain hitting the banana leaves without stopping. But at this time, just as my feet were about to numb, my body suddenly stopped. I opened my eyes and saw that we had actually reached the top of the main peak of Wugun Mountain. There were rugged rocks and many tall pine trees on the wide flat ground. There was a half-covered cave near the wall, like a door, with words carved with stones on both sides. I didn't read much, and after a long time I recognized the word "Shi".

When the old Taoist Qingyi saw me looking at the stone-carved couplet, he said to me lightly: "Huangya Baixue Immortal Palace, Yaocaoqi Huayushi Family!"

I couldn't understand, but I felt the fragrance of my lips and teeth when I read it. I clapped my hands hard and said, "Okay, nice..." Before I finished speaking, my head was slapped. The old Taoist Qingyi said dissatisfiedly, "I didn't learn well at a young age. I was insincere. I was so dark-hearted that I might not be a good person in the future. Should I save you?" When I slapped the flattery, I immediately cried again. While wandering, the old Taoist Qingyi stopped talking, but walked into the cave.

I followed closely and entered the stone cave. I suddenly felt a smoky scent all over my body. It was said that it was the Immortal Palace, but in fact it was no different from the Shanwozi Cave. It was divided into two rooms, and the inside was invisible. But outside, there were a bunch of straw stems on the left, which was probably the place to sleep. Next to it was a fire pit, with a painted can of iron on it, and some piles of firewood, rice, noodles, oil and salt, but not much. Overall, it looked very messy, like a home of a homeless man, but what surprised me was that there were no mosquitoes at all.

The mosquitoes in the mountain are so fierce, Wuyang, but even one of them is not seen here.

When he returned to the Immortal Palace, the old Taoist Qingyi had a more life-like atmosphere on his cold face. He pulled out a black, smooth fur from under the pile of grass stems, put it on the grass, and placed the little white fox on the fur, checked the wound, and began to chop the timber and make fire. He scooped two scoops of water from a large pottery jar next to him and boiled water. I knew my identity, just like the boy who was watching the fire in "Journey to the West", was a messy job, so he stepped forward to help, picking up firewood and adding fire. The old Taoist Qingyi didn't stop him. After a while, he gave an order and went straight into the inner room.

I carefully set up a fire, and saw that the fire became more and more prosperous, and the iron can was gurgling. The water vapor moistened my eyes, and I couldn't tell whether it was tears or water vapor.

I am the youngest at home, and my parents love me, and my sister Dafeng is spoiled by me, so how could I do rough work? But this is someone else's family. If I want to survive, I have to be careful like a contract worker. Only when I go out can I know my family's relatives. Fortunately, there is a fat girl next to me. This thin monkey is so thrilling that she handed me firewood and used a stick to set the fire. She is actually more capable than me. This little thing is crazy and funny, and I am not too lonely with it.

The sun slowly sets, but the fire in the fire pit becomes bigger and bigger, and the water is also simmering. However, in this hot summer, I suddenly feel a chill on my neck.
Chapter completed!