Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang Sect, resigned from his official position at the age of 32 and sought immortality. He was not until he was 67 years old that he met the Fire Dragon True Man in Zhongnan Mountain and thus obtained the true teachings of the Great Dao.
Jiang Ziya, a late-achieving representative, also practiced Taoism at the age of 32. He did not wait for the opportunity to be named gods until he was 72 years old and became famous in one battle.
Compared with their time of practicing Taoism, Ren Tingting, who is only twenty years old, is nothing at all. Uncle Jiu, known as the "strongest mentor in the novice village", builds the foundation for him. From the starting point alone, it is enough to instantly kill countless protagonists who start the story.
However, Qin Yao was too lazy to explain so much to her and smiled and said, "I don't worry about having a good meal, but I will also practice it."
Seeing his calm and composed appearance, Ren Tingting gradually calmed down: "Thank you, Mr. Qin, I will change my clothes and go back with you."
Unlike Qin Yao, as a native of Renjia Town, she cared more about the discussions and eyes of the villagers.
When you go back in a uniform, it will become the focus of the crowd, and it will inevitably become a center of criticism.
People's words are terrifying, and she doesn't want to be stabbed by the backbone because of this little thing.
evening.
The sky is dark.
Qin Yao, who was wearing a light blue jacket and skirt, just stepped into the gate of the Yizhuang Village. Qiu Sheng came happily like a bee smelling the fragrance of flowers, and said with a smile on his face: "Junior brother, Tingting."
Qin Yao nodded: "Senior brother, where is the master?"
"It's almost time for dinner, so you should burn incense to the ancestor in the main hall."
"I'll go to the master to talk about something first. Senior brother, please stay here to accompany Tingting to reminisce about the past."
Qiu Sheng's eyes shining and he smiled and said, "Okay, okay, junior brother, go and see your master quickly, the matter is important."
Qin Yao smiled slightly, nodded to Ren Tingting, and strode into the main hall. Sure enough, Uncle Jiu was burning incense to the statue of the ancestor with a respectful look on his face.
At that time, Qin Yao once told Hong Jinli that he should not fish for three days and dry the net for two days when he worshiped the gods. However, in order to insist on one thing, Uncle Jiu was the best.
"Have you had supper?" Uncle Jiu did not look back and steadily inserted the incense into the incense burner with both hands.
"Not yet." Qin Yao bowed to the ancestor with his master and said softly.
"I'll have some food together later... Is it okay in the Fucheng?"
"With the City God Temple guarding me, let alone a group of zombies with low strength, even a thousand-year-old evil spirits holding hands, I can't pull off the flag I stood in the city." Qin Yao said confidently.
Uncle Jiu paused slightly, turned around, with a strange expression: "After you said this, I can't tell whether you are helping the City God or whether the City God is helping you..."
Qin Yao shrugged: "Just help each other. I will help him gather incense and bless the divine nature; he will guard the foundation for me and fight back the evil demons."
Uncle Jiu: "..."
Why do you feel like the City God is like a security guard the more you hear?
"I won't mention this one." Seeing him speechless, Qin Yao chuckled and said, "Master, Ren Tingting wants to practice Taoism. Do you think you are building the foundation for her, or should I build the foundation for her?"
The meaning of foundation building and foundation building in the foundation building pill mentioned here is not the same. It is closer to opening the meridian, or opening the Ren and Du meridians in martial arts novels is a way to bring people into the Tao, and it flourishes in modern modern times with increasingly thin spiritual energy.
In the early years, the spiritual energy was rich and the entry into the Tao was simple; in recent years, I don’t know how many people who were interested in practicing were blocked by the step of "entering the door", let alone the advanced practices in the future.
"I'll do it, you can't do this." Uncle Jiu came to his senses and said lightly.
Qin Yao went out and called Ren Tingting into the lobby. Qiu Sheng followed in with shamelessness and stood aside.
"Tingting, practicing Taoism is not a good thing without any harm. Once you embark on the path of Taoism, your destiny will change. If you want ordinary and ordinary happiness, it will not be so easy. Have you really thought about it?" Uncle Jiu said seriously, facing Ren Tingting and others with his back to him.
Ren Tingting's cheek, as big as a palm, was full of seriousness and nodded heavily: "Yes, I have already thought about it. Please help me practice."
Uncle Jiu nodded, turned around and asked for a gold and silver whisk from the statue of the ancestor. He held the whisk handle in his back hand, constantly instilling magic power into it.
Three thousand silver-white whisk silk turned into red and gold under the indoctrination of magic power, shaking gently, and the room was filled with golden light.
"Sit down." Uncle Jiu pointed to the cushion in front of him and said.
Ren Tingting sat cross-legged on the futon, watching Uncle Jiu press the base of the whisk with his own eyes against the middle of his eyebrows.
"Close your eyes, I'll take you to see the meridians in your body." Uncle Jiu said in a deep voice.
Ren Tingting didn't dare to be negligent, so she quickly closed her eyes and calmed down.
"Junior brother, does Master want to accept Tingting as his disciple?"
Qiu Sheng watched this place curiously, but finally couldn't help it and pulled Qin Yao's neck.
Qin Yao shook his head: "No, I just brought her into the game..."
As he was talking, a simple white paper crane suddenly flew into the yard and kept wandering outside the lobby.
Qin Yao looked up and walked out, raised his right hand towards the paper crane in the air.
The paper crane seemed to smell the smell on his body and slowly fell into the center of his palm.
"Who sent you a flying letter?" Qiu Sheng asked in a low voice as he opened the paper crane and looked solemn.
"Uncle Simu."
Qin Yao folded the letter paper and put it in his pocket. He turned to look at the master who was building the foundation for Ren Tingting: "Don't ask, let's talk about it later."
Half an hour later.
Uncle Jiu gently lifted the gold and silver whisk and exhaled a breath of turbid air: "It's OK, have you remembered it all?"
Ren Tingting's eyelids trembled and she slowly opened her eyes: "Remember, thank you Uncle Jiu."
"Junior brother, Qiu Sheng, Master... Hey, Tingting, you are here too." At this time, Wencai walked in with his constantly gurgling stomach. When he saw the pretty Ren Tingting, he immediately felt happy.
He now knows that his "big" junior brother is only interested in female ghosts, but not very interested in women.
As long as you persist in releasing your good intentions and warmth, you may be able to warm Tingting's heart and embrace the beauty...
"Wencai." Ren Tingting responded, and looked away the next second.
She understood literary talent and even Qiu Sheng's "illegal plan", but she did not pretend to be reserved, but instead was reserved to the point of being alienated.
After clearly feeling the other party's alienation, Wencai's excited face slightly dimmed.
"Qin Yao, what's your uncle asking for you?" Uncle Jiu took all his eyes and silently changed the topic.
"The Maoshan Punishment Hall Tower has been completed, and the head of the sect announced that it will officially open in three days. Master Simu, please prepare in advance, and bring more uncles, uncles, brothers and brothers up the mountain to seize the territory at that time." Qin Yao said with a smile.
Uncle Jiu: "..."
Everyone: "..."
Why does this sound so unpleasant?
Chapter completed!