The old man looked at Watson and liked him more and more, and said with a smile: "My peacock feather looks like a powerful weapon, but in fact it is also confidence. If you don't have confidence, it won't work even if you hold the magic sword in your hand."

When Watson heard this, he couldn't help but think of his Demon-Subduing Sword.

I thought I was just carrying him as a tool for body tempering, but I never thought I would meet the little monk under the abyss.

Setting up four restrictions on the sword, so that I can also hold the two gods in my hand to kill demons. How could this give myself confidence?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help frowning.

The old man was stunned and looked at him and said, "You have something to worry about, why will it make you sad?"

Watson shook his head. In fact, he thought of his parents. He didn't expect that there was no news about his parents over the years. He asked his sister, but she didn't know.

Thinking of this, Watson sighed and said, "It's nothing, I just miss my parents."

The old man nodded: "Finish the work here first, and you can go out to find them."

Watson thought that this matter was so simple. After solving the troubles of Yunqi Temple, he was afraid that he would have to go back to the southern border of the five regions first.

After this, parents in this life are probably going to meet in a dream.

"I'd better continue to tell the story of this ten cents." Watson shook his head and said softly.

...

Not long after a blink of an eye, when summer came, the newly built house of Manager Wang’s house was completed, and Manager Wang bought a lot of wine and food to celebrate.

Watson also learned from his father that the family in the town who was planning to beat Wang Jiangui’s pharmacy shop had left the town overnight after getting the bandit’s nest and was taken away.

I went away from home and never dared to return here again.

At the dinner table, Manager Wang looked at Feng Zhongjian and said, "This time I have given you a lot of trouble. I will slowly return this love to you in the future." After saying this, he couldn't help but take out a towel to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Feng Zhongjian grabbed a large piece of meat into his bowl and said, "Today is a happy day. Come and have a sip of wine, it's nothing."

Jimeng looked at him and smiled, "I said to Manager Wang, you have received the 100-year-old elixir in the future, so you have to keep it for my traditional student."

Manager Wang wiped his tears and said, "Don't worry, I remember this in my heart."

The summer is getting hotter and after the incident at the Wang Family Medicine Store, Feng Zhongjian finally made up his mind to send Watson to Yunqi Temple to practice Buddhism.

The couple gave up their business in the town and traveled around the world to find spiritual medicine for their son. They could not embark on the road of cultivation. The couple was finally worried.

Just like Manager Wang at the north gate, even if you want to do a business honestly, people will be worried about it.

Such things must never happen to your own son.

After settled everything at home, one morning, Feng Zhongjian took Watson and quietly left the town.

Instead of walking on the mountain road when they came, they changed the road and walked down.

Before noon, we arrived at the Youshui River and took a passing boat upstream.

Watson was naturally very excited when he took a boat for the first time.

Looking at the river surging and going backwards, Watson, who was sitting at the bow of the boat, held the side of the boat and asked, "Dad, are we going to Yunqi Temple?"

"Since the academy has no choice but to take care of your strange disease, then go to Buddhism to try it. Master Lechen is my old friend." Feng Zhongjian looked at the river and said calmly.

"When I went to Qishi, I heard from my mother that in that place, would they shave my hair and let me be a monk?"

At this time, Watson remembered his sister and thought that he would have to take care of his sister in the future and could not become a monk?

Feng Zhongjian was stunned, touched his head and smiled, "Don't worry, I will tell Master Chen?"

Watson nodded and said firmly: "My mother said that after Watson went to Yunqi Temple, would she have to travel around the world with her father?"

"We used to think of living in seclusion in the town, but when you are like this, how can we stay?"

Feng Zhongjian said lightly: "Your sister went to Phoenix Mountain and was taken care of by her master."

"I feel at ease when you go to Yunqi Temple and have Master Chen. In the future, your mother and I will travel all over the world and find spiritual medicines that can cure your strange diseases."

Watson gritted his teeth and said, "What should I do if I miss you?"

The sword in the wind was cut like a knife, and I couldn't find a word to comfort my son. After thinking for a long time, I put it in and said, "There are some truths, let your master teach you."

Watson nodded and asked, "It seems that I am going to worship the old monk as my master this time?"

The wooden boat went all the way up and arrived at Baihua Town when it was almost dark.

The sword in the wind carried Watson who was already asleep, climbed up the stairs and walked into the town with the lights everywhere.

...

The next morning, after breakfast, Feng Zhongjian called a carriage, and the father and son got on the carriage and headed towards Yunqi Temple.

The carriage ran on the official road for a whole day and finally arrived at Xiushui Town.

Watson, who got off the carriage, couldn't help but ask, "Dad? Where are we?"

Fengzhongjian did not stop, and took Watson's hand to walk up the mountain, saying lightly: "This is Xiushui Town under Yunqi Temple. I will take you to see Buddha in the mountains."

"Where is the Buddha?" Watson asked softly without knowing the reason.

"The Buddha is in Yunqi Temple! You will arrive in a while." Feng Zhongjian first pulled Watson's people away, but later he saw that Watson was walking too slowly, so he simply carried him all the way up.

After carrying Watson on his back, the sword in Fengzhong was much faster. In less than an hour, he saw the golden top of the Yunqi Temple Hall.

After entering the mountain gate and walking further, I saw a narrow valley in front of me, with a huge stone leaning against the stone wall, like a natural barrier.

There are three big characters carved on the stone plaque at the mountain gate: Yunqi Temple.

"Dad, it turns out that this is Yunqi Temple!" Watson said softly.

"Yes, you will practice here in the future." Feng Zhongjian turned his head and looked at him and asked, "We are not here, will you miss your mother and sister?"

Watson nodded. "Of course I thought."

Feng Zhongjian looked up at the three words on the stone, explaining to Watson: "When you walk to the end of the water and sit and watch the clouds rise, you are talking about your current situation. Don't give up when you encounter difficulties in the future, do you understand?"

"What does it mean to reach the end of the water?" Watson was a little confused.

"Walking at the end of the water, it's the same as what you are currently in. I took a lot of spiritual medicines and stayed in the academy for half a year, but I still couldn't gather my energy."

Feng Zhongjian patiently explained to his son.

"What does it mean to sit and watch the clouds rise? Does Watson say that after practicing Buddhism, he can gather energy?" Watson seemed to understand a little.

Feng Zhongjian looked at him and nodded: "That's right, that's what it means. You must practice Buddhism with Master in the future."

"Then I must follow the master to practice well." Watson smiled and said, "When I see my father and mother next time, Watson will definitely be even better than his sister."

The two continued to go in. When they walked to the bottom of the cliff with a crack in the rock, they saw a large word engraved on a stone wall on the side of the road that Watson could not express a feeling.

The font is a variant, the whole word is painted with green paint, and there are a few lines of small characters below, giving people a mysterious and weird feeling.

"Can you recognize what word this is?" Feng Zhongjian looked up at the big words on the stone wall.

Watson looked up and looked at Feng Zhongjian for a while before he whispered: "Is this the word "shan"? It looks like the word "bank".

Feng Zhongjian looked back at him and said with a smile: "Look at it carefully, there are four words in total."

Watson shook his head, saying that he could not recognize it.

Feng Zhongjian looked at him and smiled thoughtfully, "These four words are 'Shan Qinghai' and the four words are actually the same."

Watson stared at him for a long time and said, "I can only see two words."

The two continued to look into the small characters under the big characters.

Watson approached him, looking at the small words on the stone wall, couldn't help but whisper: "Be good for yourself, be kind to others, be kind to everyone, and be kind to the other side."

"Yes, I think your master will definitely fall in love with my son." Feng Zhongjian looked at him with a smile and expressed his appreciation.

"Isn't this a poem that teaches people to row? Dad, do you think so?" Watson grinned and smiled.

Feng Zhongjian was stunned at him, and then replied for a while: "How could it be just a rowing boat?"

Watson pointed to the words on the stone wall and smiled, "This is a kind person who is good and goes to the other side. Isn't it just that people can row well so that they can get ashore?"

Feng Zhongjian asked Watson to ask, stared at him in a daze, unable to speak for a long time.

"Amitabha, good! This little donor explains so well!" While the two were in a stalemate, a kind voice sounded behind him.

When the two turned around, they saw an old monk standing behind them at some point.

"Master is auspicious." Feng Zhongjian bowed to the old monk.

After learning from the sword in the wind, Watson also bowed to the monk.

"I just heard from the master's praise, but I don't know what it means?" Feng Zhongjian looked at the old monk and asked quietly.

The old monk looked at the two of them and smiled, "Because he is him, you are you."

...

That night, Watson kowtowed three times to the master in the old monk's Buddhist temple, and after serving tea, he became Chen's only disciple.

It was also this night that Fengzhongjian entrusted Watson to Master Chen and told him about Watson's strange disease.

The old monk advised the father and son not to be anxious and asked Watson to stay and learn Buddhism with him first.

After listening to Watson's story in the academy, the old monk looked at him and said quietly: "There are no mortals in Yunqi Temple. Before you can't practice, you have to learn from your senior brothers to go to the back mountain to chop firewood."
To be continued...