Nai took Lao Dao to visit the holy adventure place. The two of them prepared a lot of delicious food. It was a great time touring the mountains and rivers.
The old Taoist's face was full of energy and glowing red.
Jiang Nai knew that the master's time was almost up.
Now that he knows the facts, it doesn't seem that difficult for Nai to wait for a few days before accepting it.
Jiang Nai actually knew it very well.
Perhaps it was already clear a long time ago when Lao Dao's body was gradually weakening and he showed symptoms of the five debilities of nature and man.
The old Taoist was right, she had known for a long time that the day of separation between master and apprentice was coming soon, right?
It's just...I couldn't accept it at that moment.
Her unwillingness ultimately caused trouble for herself and others.
She didn't even have one-tenth of the open-mindedness of a seasoned Taoist.
So she was in pain, entangled, uncomfortable, and struggling.
But the old Taoist can smile and scold his traitors, and joke with himself about burning paper money.
This is the difference in mood.
At the moment when she suffered a major blow, Nana still couldn't control her turbulent emotions.
The master and apprentice spread out a mat and sat on the lawn, looking up at the blue sky and white clouds.
The old Taoist said with a relieved smile, "Traitor, this place is really nice."
He pointed to the mountain peak in the distance, "You can bury me there. If you want to be my master, burn some paper for me during the holidays and go there to talk to me."
Jiang Nai's eyes were slightly astringent, he sniffed and nodded, "Okay, my disciple will get you a Baiyun Temple. Plant a green cypress in front of the door and raise two rabbits to accompany you."
Satisfied, the old Taoist leaned against the tree trunk and looked at the mountain peaks, as if he had already seen his Baiyun Temple standing there.
"The old Taoist has practiced cultivation all his life. When life comes to an end, it is enough to have you as my disciple by my side."
"Master, look, the sunset is coming out."
The colorful colors exude a brilliant light, so beautiful.
The sun rises and sets, and the sky is filled with rays of light. I never expected that the mountain dwelling picture would transform into this.
Jiang Nai turned his head and saw the old Taoist with his back against the towering tree and his eyes closed peacefully, as if he was asleep.
The colorful light of the clouds fell on him, as if he was coated with a layer of golden color.
Master can no longer see the sunset.
Jiang Nai knelt down and kowtowed three times to his master respectfully. Tears were already streaming down his face when he stood up.
Only this time, there was no reluctance or anger, and there was an extra sense of relief in my heart.
The old Taoist knows the destiny and obeys it. This is his choice.
Nana respects the old man's choice and will definitely let him sleep here peacefully this time.
What destiny is destined for cannot be forced upon.
The old Taoist had lived for such a long time and was already in his final years. When he accepted her as his disciple, he actually knew that he would only have ten years of master-disciple relationship with her at most.
No wonder so many people in the world want to seek immortality.
At this moment, even Jiang Nai couldn't help but think that if there was true immortality that transcended the law, maybe the master would not be weakening towards the end of his life.
Something seemed to flash through my mind, so fast that it was hard to catch.
Jiang Nai stood under the tree steadily from night to dawn.
When he woke up, the old man was still sitting quietly by the tree.
Jiang Nai took out the letter Luo Hu gave to him from the Najie.
It's quite a thick envelope.
After opening it, apart from a few pieces of letter paper, there was also a ring lying quietly inside.
What an old Taoist learns and gains in his life are all contained in the precepts. Jiang Nai did not take a closer look and put them away in an instant.
Holding the letter in his hand, Jiang Nai recited it silently three times, then turned to look at the green mountains in the distance, his vision blurry.