Chapter 59: Several times of being visited by gods
The green smoke is lingering inside Huixian Temple, and the sunlight slants into the house in the early morning of autumn, just like mist and mist.
"Zhenren Yuanhua! This junior is here to visit again!"
Jiang Wenke politely placed a bag of roasted chestnuts on the pinewood tribute table and knocked on the ajar inner door.
After a while, an old Taoist priest with white hair and beard stepped out from the door. With a wave of his blue sleeves, he put the roasted chestnuts into his bag.
Jiang Wen led two disciples into the inner gate, passed through the main hall and walked into the alchemy room in the backyard. The strong smell of medicinal herbs penetrated into his nose. It didn't take a guess to know that the old Taoist priest had already prepared the medicine.
"come in."
The old Taoist priest gave Hong Wending and Fu Ningdie's pulse with a calm expression. He thought for a moment and wrote down a few Chinese medicines. Then he slowly said: "The residue of rotten bone poison has almost been eliminated. I will cultivate myself more in the days to come."
Take supplements and repair the damaged foundation, and there will be no other serious problems.”
After hearing this, Fu Ningdie ran out of the house with a smile on her face. She was happy that she no longer had to chop wood and carry water every day.
As a newbie who knew nothing, the rotten bone poison had little effect on her, which was equivalent to catching a cold.
But for Hong Wending, the rotten bone poison slowly corroded the foundation of martial arts. The higher the martial arts, the greater the impact. This time, his martial arts regressed for nearly a year.
Fortunately, he had a precocious mind and was not too depressed.
As the two apprentices went out, Yuan Huazi had already started taking the medicine according to the prescription. Jiang Wen waited boredly. Looking at the decoration of the alchemy room, he found that in the middle of the thatched cottage, a silk painting had been hung, with a detailed depiction of Wu Yi.
The appearance of the true shape map, and the peaks of Wuyi and the flow of water veins are outlined with a red pen in one-to-one correspondence.
"Zhenren, are you studying this Wuyi terrain?" Jiang Wen asked.
The beard on Yuan Huazi's thin face twitched and he said vaguely, "Well... I'll take a look occasionally..."
"How can this be a look? It's obviously a search for a dragon's acupoints. Real man, if you discover something good, remember to count me as a part of the credit."
"Nonsense! Don't be greedy!"
Yuan Huazi stopped preparing the medicine, "I, the Immortal Master Bai Yuchan of the Ziyang Sect, originally presided over the Chongyou Temple in the south of Dawang Peak and Zhizhi Temple in the west of the peak. The Immortal Master once said that the art of immortality is hidden in Wuyi Mountain.
It will cause endless harm and must be destroyed."
Jiang Wen sneered, thinking that he was a moral gentleman certified by Master Ji Po, and the Southern Shaolin treasure map was entrusted to me for safekeeping, so how could he be greedy for anything else.
Jiang Wen said with a headache: "Why immortality again? The monster monk said before that you can become a Buddha here, and you said you can live forever here, and then add Confucian legend, I think the three religions can be confused."
Yuan Huazi twisted his beard and smiled when he heard this, and pointed to a half-covered book on the table: "Confucianism? You have been here a long time ago. Zhu Xi, the master of Confucianism, once lectured at Chongyou Temple in Wuyi Mountain, and he and Immortal Master Bai Yuchan learned from each other.
Brothers are worthy of each other and keep in touch with each other."
"The Immortal Master Bai Yuchan once inadvertently revealed the secret of immortality, which made Zhu Xi's Taoist heart become stronger in his later years. Due to his status as a Confucian master, he expressed his envy of the immortal way in his words. He wanted to ask for elixirs from the Immortal Master Bai Yuchan several times.
Later, he believed that it was hidden in the evolution of all things in the Book of Changes, so he changed his name to Kongtong Taoist Zou Xin, and tried his best to study "Shen Tongqi" but found nothing, which has been a lifelong regret since then."
Jiang Wen opened the book on the table, and it turned out to be Zhu Xi's handwritten annotation "The Book of Changes: References to Similarities and Research on Differences".
The old Taoist priest was reading Chapter 8 of "Distinguishing Evil from Righteousness", which read: "I don't lie down or sleep day and night, and the twilight sky never stops. My body is getting tired day by day, and I feel like I am in a trance."
Below this passage, the manuscript is marked in small regular script: "Demon obstacles may indicate that evil spirits will eat wildly, or they may transform into beautiful women and have their hearts cut open, or they may glimpse Shen Angweiding, or they may see evil men, or they may look upon the return of a great man."
】
This passage was suddenly written on this alchemy book, which seems a bit strange.
Jiang Wen thought about the strangeness carefully. It was like a nightmare fantasy mixed with a sudden awakening in an academic book. There was no reason. Especially after writing all kinds of absurd and bizarre scenes, he deliberately added vague words at the end.
"The great man returns" seems to be intentionally warning something...
"Jiang Wen."
Yuan Huazi's voice was like a wake-up call, waking Jiang Wen up. Only then did he realize that he had covered the text with his hands, and his fingers were pressing hard as if he was trying to snap off the page.
"Sorry, I'm fascinated by it."
"It doesn't matter, you can get away so easily, it's beyond my expectation."
The old Taoist priest handed him the medicine, put the book away calmly, and reminded him: "Since you caused the trouble in the ancient city of Minyue, many people have come to Chong'an County overtly and covertly.
"
Jiang Wen nodded: "When I return to the world this time, there will always be a day when I become famous and powerful. I have already prepared for this situation."
The old Taoist priest smiled slightly and said: "I forgot about this. You said you wanted to retire from the world three years ago. I thought you were going to become a monk and practice Taoism - otherwise, why don't you just marry a wife?"
"It's up to you to take care of it!"
Jiang Wen said angrily, "You are an old bachelor yourself, but you still have the nerve to laugh at me for not having a wife?"
Yuan Huazi was not angry, and turned to look at the silk painting of Wuyi's true shape on the wall, and fell into silence.
"Master, you haven't set foot in the world, how would you know that someone is asking about me?" Jiang Wen asked.
The old Taoist priest said with unwavering eyes: "Although I, the old Taoist, guard the Immortal Temple alone, my fellow disciples are all walking around in the rivers and lakes. Recently, Gansu, Shaanxi, Henan and Lu worshiped a woman who claimed to be the 'Vacuum Hometown, Wusheng Old Mother'
Ancient Buddha, so I often write letters to contact you..."
Yuan Huazi inadvertently told a lot of news before suddenly stopping the car and said, "Why are you asking about this? If nothing else, I will serve tea to see you off."
Jiang Wen chuckled and didn't budge even though the old Taoist priest pushed him.
"Master, actually I want to ask for a kung fu this time. I have to teach the disciples recently and I have been short of supplies. I remember, Master, didn't you have a secret book of "Rouyun Sword Manual" before? Can you lend me two copies?
sky?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "You are teaching a disciple to someone like Jiang, and you are here to beat the autumn wind of an old Taoist?!"
Yuan Huazi was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, "You can obviously know so many kung fu, as well as those miraculous acupoint-moving techniques, magical light kung fu, can't you just teach any one of them!"
Jiang Wen spotted the books on the bookshelf, took them away and hid them in his arms, and then started running around.
"Don't fight, don't fight. My kung fu is too advanced. I can't use my skills! I'm killing people with my attacks. How could I pass it to a child lightly? Wait, why do I sound like a charlatan?"
Although the Rouyun Sword comes from the Wudang Gate Wall, it has been widely spread in the world. For example, there are masters in Jiangling City who are famous for the Rouyun Sword. Most of the skills they learned are just the difference between simple and complex techniques, so there is no risk of stealing from their master.
The old Taoist priest showed no mercy to thieves, he just picked up the whisk and beat them.
Arriving outside the main hall, Jiang Wen casually glanced at the sword manual and picked up a broom from the corner.
"Bold thief! Look at my iron chains blocking the river!"
The old Taoist priest Yuan Huazi shook off his fly whisk and blocked Jiang Wen's path with a move of "Iron Lock Blocking the River", while Master Jiang swung his broom around and entangled the silk with a move of "Apricot Blossom Spring Rain".
Silk dust ribbon.
"Can a scholar's affairs be called plagiarism... pick me up from Xinghua Chunyu!"
After making the first move, Jiang Wen turned around and threw down the broom head. He followed up with the second move and suddenly called out the move. Then he pulled out the bamboo pole and stabbed out with a "jade belt apron" around his body. His sword skills were like soft silk.
The spring rain continues, and a good set of swordsmanship has become impressive.
"What do you think of this jade belt waistband trick?"
"Extremely experienced and heart-breaking!"
The old Taoist priest saw through the change of tactics, and deliberately threw down the fly whisk without any surprise. His old palms were as soft as snow, and he slapped the bamboo pole away with great timing, and then started fighting with Jiang Wen's bare hands.
"What a great move, look at my broken jade and broken tiles!"
"Nonsense, when did you learn Poyu Fist!"
"Hey, I lied to you."
Hong Wending and Fu Ningdie were dumbfounded, watching an old man and a young man competing in skills.
My master was just learning and practicing, and the Taoist old man was bluffing. The two people were calling out the names of the moves one after another. I really couldn't figure out why they suddenly started fighting.
On the other hand, the Taoist boy on the side passed by carrying a medicine bag, stopped and said with emotion.
"It's only when Master Jiang comes that Master will be so happy."