Yingchoujian, not far from the village, is no stranger to Zhang Xu, because he has been a native of the Yellow River since he was a child. His parents were caught in a plague when he was born more than ten years ago, and both of his parents died. , in desperation, he could only depend on his grandfather.
The villagers here are honest and kind, and they are kind and kind to others. Seeing that it is difficult for the old man to raise a child at his age, they all lend a hand to help him. Zhang Xu grew up wearing the clothes of his employer and eating the food of the west. The mountains here are high and the roads are far away, and there is little freshness. As things spread, the villagers knew little about it, but they were happy to talk about some strange things.
As soon as it gets dark, the yard of the house becomes lively. Many villagers gather around Mr. Zhang to listen to the story of "Sou Shen Ji" and other myths. The listeners enjoy it and the speakers enjoy it. Mr. Zhang tells the most. The most recent one is "Historical Records - Book of Fengchan", which says that the Yellow Emperor collected bronze from the mountain and cast the tripod at the foot of Jingshan Mountain. Once the tripod was completed, there was a mythical story about a dragon hanging down and a tree falling under the hutong to welcome the Yellow Emperor... But sometimes, Zhang Xu, because of his small age, I still don’t understand why, so I can only pour tea and run errands.
Mr. Zhang treated his neighbors with great enthusiasm, but he treated his only grandson with great seriousness and many rules. Zhang Xu’s first teacher when he was a child was his grandfather. Mr. Zhang rarely talked about his life experience, but Zhang Xu only mentioned it in a few words. I learned that my grandfather used to be a very famous doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, but for some reason he later became a Taoist priest. After Zhang Xu's parents passed away, the old man was reluctant to leave his grandson for fear that no one would take care of him, so he returned to secular life and became a layman.
Every night, in addition to teaching Zhang Xu the "Four Books" and "Five Classics", the old man also forcefully indoctrinated Zhang Xu with books such as the "Tao Te Ching", "The Book of Changes", and "The Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic" that he did not understand. There are so many different things that make Zhang Xu dizzy all day long.
What makes Zhang Xu even more troublesome is that in the dead of night, when everyone else is sleeping, he is left in the courtyard by the old man to practice horse steps, stances, and practice family martial arts every day. It is said that this martial arts is from the Wudang sect. It has been passed down that on the day when you have achieved success, you can stop killing with just one word. As time goes by, the magical skill is not perfected, but it has become stronger and stronger. When he grows up, he has extraordinary skills, but three or five strong men can't do anything to him.
Grandpa also has a unique skill, that is, he can see doctors, which is said to be passed down from his ancestors. From the time Zhang Xu was eight years old, the old man gave him another job. He went to the mountains every day to dig up Chinese herbal medicines and mix them into various dosages to facilitate the practice of medicine. Medicine. Ma Hu was afraid of causing trouble, so he not only taught Zhang Xu the knowledge of various herbal medicines recorded in the "Compendium of Materia Medica", but also forced him to memorize various ancestral medical classics.
Mr. Zhang is extremely particular. During every new year and festival, "inviting the gods" and "laying out the genealogy" have become his top priority. In the genealogy record, the first name in the genealogy record is Zhang Sanfeng, the ancestor of the Zhang family, who is the Quanzhen Wudang The founder of the sect, it is said that his birth date spanned three dynasties: the Southern Song Dynasty, the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty. He later became a flying immortal and became the uncle of the immortals. Zhang Sanfeng killed monsters and monsters throughout his life and called for wind and rain. He is most famous for using the divine tripod to suppress dragon monsters by the Yellow River. , the story of the flood problem was widely circulated. Every time it was mentioned, Zhang Xu felt proud and would say to everyone, "That's my ancestor!" It seemed that the one who suppressed the demon was not Zhang Sanban, but more like himself.
Zhang Sanfeng can be said to be a poor Taoist priest. He only left two insignificant things, which were passed down from generation to generation, namely a small jade tripod and an ancient scroll.
The small jade tripod is engraved with the word "天" on the front, and a nine-clawed yellow dragon with nine claws is engraved on the back. It was solemnly delivered to Zhang Wei by his grandfather when he was fourteen years old. It cannot be said that it is a family heirloom.
It was lost. There was no place to put it, so I tied a rope and put it directly around my neck. There is nothing strange about the little jade cauldron, except that when I get close to the herbs, a faint medicinal fragrance comes out of the cauldron. Whenever it rains or bad weather, the small jade cauldron has a slight smell.
The mist comes out and collects tiny water droplets around the Huanglong. At this time, the Huanglong seems to be alive, which is very beautiful.
As for the tattered ancient scroll, it was pitifully small, only one inch in size. It was painted in miniature, and it was densely covered with mountains and rivers. You had to use a high-power magnifying glass to see it clearly. It was just incomplete and no one could see it.
You have to understand what was drawn. There are a few words in the title, but it has been too old and has long been blurred. According to the words passed down from the ancestors, this picture has a great background, and it was the treasure of Zhang Sanfeng when he founded the sect.
, Ordinary paper will rot when soaked in water, but it is impervious to water and fire... I don’t know what material it is made of. Apart from this, Zhang Xu never saw anything special and always thought it was used for marching and fighting in ancient times.
Map. Since it is a family heirloom, we are reluctant to throw it away.
But suddenly one day, while worshiping his ancestors at home, Zhang Xu put the small jade cauldron and the ancient scroll together. After three pillars of incense, the small jade cauldron and the ancient scroll melted and merged into one.
The jade pillar-shaped hanging ornaments are simple and delicate. All the contents painted in the ancient scrolls are inlaid on them, and some residual characters emerge. When put together, they look like the words "Shan He Ji Ji". Looking inside through the texture of the small pillars, the background inside is like
The pitch-black curves are gleaming with little bits of light, like stars embedded in the night sky, giving people the impression that the entire universe is accommodated within a small space. Looking closer, there is a faint shadow of a nine-clawed golden dragon dormant inside.
, hovering above a small jade tripod.
If the ancestral things were destroyed, grandpa would definitely take action if he knew about it, so Zhang Xu did not dare to say anything. The two things were moved together, and there were also the words "Shanhe Sheji" and other words, so he named the little jade pillar "Qiankun Pillar"
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At the beginning, in order to find out whether the Qiankun Pillar was a cultural relic, Zhang Xu painstakingly researched it. First, he took a photo under the sun to see if it was real jade. If it couldn't be seen, he burned it with fire or hammered it. No matter how you mess with it, the Qiankun Pillar will not show up.
It has not been damaged, and there is nothing magical about it, so it can be worn as a jade pendant.
After hearing his grandfather and the teacher tell so many secrets about the Yellow River, Zhang Xu got interested and took the Qiankun Pillar off his neck. He repeatedly compared the small jade pillar and the small tripod inside to see how they were similar to the legendary treasure.
After comparing for a long time with no results, I was very disappointed. I gritted my teeth and simply ran to the end of the village with the Qiankun Pillar and compared it with the upside-down broken cauldron.
The fragment with runes on the broken cauldron was shining brightly after being struck by the hammer over the years. Zhang Xu moved his head closer, trying to see what the runes on it were, but unexpectedly, a gust of wind blew.
Passing by, the cauldron shook, and the broken cauldron piece collided with his forehead. The blood on Zhang Xu's head immediately flowed down, staining the Qiankun Pillar blood red, and the broken cauldron piece was also stained with blood.
At this moment, Zhang Xu was shocked. When he looked down, the blood stained by the Qiankun Pillar and the Broken Cauldron Piece instantly soaked in. The Qiankun Pillar and Broken Cauldron Piece actually underwent strange changes at this moment, overflowing with bright rays of light.
The patterns of mountains, rivers and communities engraved on the outside also become clearer.
"Buzz..." The cauldron whined like a bell, and it sounded suddenly. The sound seemed to come from ancient times, passing through the heaven and earth, and crossing the ancient wilderness. The endless sound waves on the broken cauldron instantly turned into a substantial green light, flowing out.
The light as bright as the moon flew out of the tripod with a "pop" sound and entered the small jade tripod in the Qiankun Pillar, leaving no trace at all.
Zhang Xu instantly had telepathy with the Qiankun Pillar and the small cauldron inside. He felt that these two items had become an inseparable part of his body, but he didn't pay attention. Seeing that there was a new big hole in the hanging cauldron,
Zhang Xu was afraid that others would see what he had done, so he quickly hung the Qiankun Pillar under his neck and ran back to the village.
(To be continued)
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