"The wind is uncertain, people are impermanent, life is like duckweed, gathering and scattering in the vast distance. I say that the duckweed floats on the road, love and hate also rush, the duckweed traces the waves without a shadow, the wind cuts the jade hibiscus——"
Zhang Yutang crawled and crawled, but he felt that the sky was spinning, the sun and the moon were rolling, his vision went dark, and he fainted.
"Damn it, am I so smart that I was tricked by that crappy old Taoist priest?"
This was Zhang Yutang's last thought before he fell into coma.
I don't know when I woke up from a coma, and I heard someone chanting a strange long and short sentence in my ear.
"The wind is unpredictable, and people are impermanent. Just take advantage of the good times to live a carefree and happy life. Regardless of your love and hatred, let them go with the wind. Don't you know that in life, you only want to have no lasting regrets? How can you?
Everything goes as expected?"
Yigulu climbed up and saw that he was in a thatched hut. There was a table and a chair in the house, which was extremely simple and plain. There was a yellowed book on the table, and he glanced at it.
"Yin Fu Jing"!
"This is a good book, but you don't know whether what is said in it is true or false?"
I straightened my body a little, saw that everything was fine, opened the door and walked out.
"If you live a good life but only seek to have no lasting regrets, how can you achieve everything you wish for, speak well, speak wonderfully, and see clearly and clearly?"
On a large bluestone outside the hut, there was an old Taoist priest, wearing tattered clothes and sandals, sitting there with his legs lame, his back to the east, looking sideways at the setting sun.
"Old Taoist, I just picked flat peaches right before my eyes. Why did you bring me here? You have to compensate for my losses. It is said that the Queen Mother's flat peaches are good things that can increase your life span by three hundred years if you smell them."
Zhang Yutang has encountered all the things about time travel, but when faced with this mysterious thing, he didn't take it to heart.
"Little baby, you are so brave. You are not afraid that I am a mountain spirit and a wild monster. I will show off my illusions and bring you here. I will swallow you in one bite and you will lose all your flesh and blood."
As he spoke, a ray of rays of light flashed on the big bluestone. Under the setting sun, only the mountain wind roared and the clouds and mist appeared, and the old Taoist priest disappeared.
And where the old Taoist priest disappeared, a mountain ghost in white clothes with disheveled hair and a tongue sticking out half a meter was suspended in the air. The ghost was exuding an icy cold aura, which was eerie and terrifying. He raised his head slightly and looked over with green eyes.
Full of ferocious color.
"A fierce ghost?"
Zhang Yutang smiled in his heart, trying to scare me with such a trick:
"Little devil, don't do mischief. I have read the books of saints and sages for a long time, and I have cultivated a great righteousness. Ghosts and gods Biyi, where did you come from, go there quickly. If you piss me off, thunder and fire will fly out from the palm of my hand, and you will never be able to live in peace."
Transcendence."
"Puch!"
The gloomy ghost suddenly let out a wild laugh:
"Boy, you are so slippery, and you have been reading books about saints and sages for a long time, and you have cultivated a noble and upright spirit. Are you really not afraid, or do you think this is my old way to deceive you?"
"It turns out that this is a deception. Could it be that it is just like the Taoist priests from Mount Laoshan that I saw in my previous life? They are just things that fool people and have no practical use!"
As soon as Zhang Yutang thought this in his mind, his enthusiasm for learning Taoism suddenly subsided, and his interest in the old Taoist priests was greatly reduced. He said indifferently:
"Young master, my thoughts are pure and impeccable, and I regard intelligence and integrity as my god. Why should I be afraid of mountain spirits and monsters? Even if I am afraid, if it is really a mountain spirit and wild monster, how can I be let go just because I am afraid? Instead of doing this, it is better to be calm and seek peace.
way out.”
As he spoke, Zhang Yutang walked slowly to the old Taoist priest, sat down on the big bluestone, looked at the sunset, filled with sunset, and sighed leisurely:
"Sit where you watch the clouds rise and listen quietly to the sound of pines and waves. This is really a good place for righteous people to practice. It's a pity that the sun sets and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world."
Thinking of his reincarnation, Zhang Yutang felt a little sad for a moment.
"The sun is setting in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world. Little baby, you have a lot to say. You have a lot of history."
The old Taoist priest smiled calmly:
"I originally thought that you were opportunistic and would never become a great person. I planned to give you some benefits, so I drifted away. I didn't expect that you were born with wisdom and talents, so that I, the old Taoist, thought of accepting a disciple. Let me see
Which master was the reincarnation of you in your previous life?"
"Stop looking at it."
Zhang Yutang wanted to cry. He came from the later generations. If this unknown old man saw through it, wouldn't his life be in an unknown danger?
"Who was I before I was born? Who am I now when I am born? When I grow up, I am who I am. Who am I when I close my eyes? I don't care about past and future lives. I am who I am when I live in the moment. You don't care who I am reincarnated or who I am."
What does reincarnation have to do with me?”
Shouting, Zhang Yutang spread his legs, ran quickly towards the hut, and slammed the door.
"This old man scares me to death."
"Am I that terrible?"
The old Taoist priest sat on the chair in the hut, looked at Zhang Yutang and smiled lightly:
"Who am I before I was born? Who am I now when I am born? Who is I when I grow up? Who am I when I close my eyes? The old Taoist has been practicing Taoism in Huashan for hundreds of years and has understood the mysteries, but I haven't seen it yet as a little kid like you.
Be thorough."
"How did you get in?"
Zhang Yutang also guessed that this person might be a great god, but it was the first time he saw such a mysterious thing as breaking through a wall, and he was still a little dazed.
Hearing about it is one thing, but the feeling of it happening before your eyes is completely different.
"It's just a wall-penetrating technique."
The old Taoist priest was sitting there, with his back straight and open-minded, and a faint smile on his face. He really looked like an accomplished Taoist with a celestial spirit.
"What, do you want to learn?"
"Yes, of course I do!"
Zhang Yutang nods like a chicken pecking at rice. Once he learns the wall-penetrating technique, no treasure trove of any kind can stop him from moving forward.
In other words, with the wall-penetrating technique, all the wealth in the world is your own wealth, and you can get millions of wealth at your fingertips. Only then can you truly become the richest man in the world.
No one would want to learn such a precious magic spell.
Seeing Zhang Yutang's eyes shining, the old Taoist priest felt a little proud. At this time, the old Taoist priest was shocked by Zhang Yutang's famous aphorisms.
I even began to doubt my life. Could it be that I have spent so much of my life like a dog?
Now I finally have my confidence back.
To Zhang Yutang, these famous sayings and aphorisms were nothing, they came as soon as he opened his mouth, but to the people of the Song Dynasty, Zhang Yutang was simply a god who was born to know them, and the star of literary music descended to earth.
Although the old Taoist priests are profound in Taoism, they cannot escape the limitations of the times.
"Do you really want to learn?"
The old Taoist priest sat firmly on the wooden chair and looked at Zhang Yutang leisurely like a master.
"I really want to learn."
You fucking teach me. If I want to learn, if you don’t teach me, what’s the point of it?
"You can learn it if you want, but although my Taoism is not profound, I can only pass it on to my disciples."
When he said the last sentence, the old Taoist priest looked at Zhang Yutang with pity on his face and said:
"Our sect has always accepted disciples based on chance alone. However, once you enter the Taoist sect, it is as deep as the sea, and it is not that easy to quit."
"Damn, after all the twists and turns, I still don't want this young master to learn from me. With such a great and coaxing master, anyone who doesn't do it would be a fool."
Zhang Yutang bowed his head and said:
"Master, please be polite."
"Okay, okay, okay, good disciple, our sect finally has a legacy."
The old Taoist priest laughed and said:
"Get up, get up. There is no need for us to bow too much. We just need to bow three times and kowtow nine times when we are going to be apprentices. After you bow three times and kowtow nine times, the ceremony will be considered complete."
"Three prostrations and nine kowtows, there is no need to bow more. I just bowed once, and it is still far behind."
Zhang Yutang neatly bowed three times and kowtowed nine times, and the old Taoist priest raised his eyebrows in joy.
"Master, do you still want to pay homage to the ancestor of our sect?"
"No need, I am the founder of the sect, and you are the eldest disciple and disciple of our sect. There is a long way to go. I am already old as a teacher. From now on, it is up to you to carry forward our sect."
The old Taoist priest glanced at Zhang Yutang with relief and spoke seriously.
"We're on a pirate ship!"
Zhang Yutang's vision went dark, and he really wished he had fainted.
"What is the name of our Taoist sect? What are the secrets of the sect and the peerless treasures? I have sent a basket of beetroot to the disciples. From now on, when the disciples travel outside, they can also spread the reputation of our sect so that others will not dare to insult it."
"Well said, the name of our sect, Tianyi, has the only meaning in the world."
The old Taoist priest smiled proudly and immediately flicked it over with one hand:
"Peerless treasures are rare in the world, and a basket of beetroot is needed. What's more, the way to practice requires courage and diligence, constant self-improvement, and no reliance on external things. I have never seen a lazy disciple like you. There is nothing else. There is a green leaf here, which can
I will take you on a nine-day journey and go deep into the five oceans, whether you want it or not."
"Yes, of course. No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still a piece of meat."
Zhang Yutang grabbed a piece of green leaf handed over by the old Taoist priest without looking at it carefully, and quickly put it into his arms. He lowered his head and looked at the old Taoist eagerly with a sad face:
"If there are any other treasures, please give them to me as soon as possible. You are just a disciple like me. If one day you kick off and go to see Daozu, the old man, where can I find you to get the treasures?"
"Look for a fight!"
The old Taoist priest stared, his beard and hair soared, and threw a book over with a snap:
"This is our magic method for guarding the gate. Take it back and study it carefully."
As his sleeves rolled up, smoke spread out, and Zhang Yutang felt that time and space were flowing in front of his eyes, and he was at a loss as to where he was.
"It's bad. I was so angry with this little bastard. Why did I forget to tell him that I used a trick and sent a fake human head to his house."
The old Taoist priest was sitting on a wooden chair, his eyebrows were dancing, and he didn't look worried at all.
…
Zhang Mansion.
After a moment, Doctor Xu from the Security Hall rushed over.
Saving people is like putting out fire, and there should be no neglect.
"Doctor Xu, what's wrong with my wife?"
The corners of Zhang Yuanwai's eyes were red and his voice was hoarse. One day, his beloved son was beheaded and his beloved wife was in a coma. The endless sadness made Zhang Yuanwai suddenly feel much older.
"Old man, don't worry. Madam is just overly sad and suffering from severe pain. I'll prescribe some calming and calming medicines. With a little adjustment and a good day's rest, she will be cured."
Dr. Xu is in his thirties or forties, with an elegant temperament, lively eyes and a mellow voice.
"Thank you very much, Doctor Xu. Agui sent Doctor Xu off and stopped by the accounting office to pick up ten taels of silver to pay for Doctor Xu's medical expenses."
"Yes, sir."
After sending Dr. Xu away, Zhang Yuanwai asked someone to get the medicine, and served his wife to take the medicine. He walked into the hall blankly and stared blankly at Zhang Yutang's bloody head on the chopping board. He was heartbroken and couldn't bear it anymore.
, with tears streaming down his face, he buried his head and sobbed softly.
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