There have been visitors to Mr. Chao's house since the morning, and there are also visitors to the place where old man Shan Weng cleans himself.
The old man lives in seclusion in the Hermit Valley in Xiaowutai. The Hermit Valley is surrounded by peaks. The outer peaks are surrounded by mountains. The inner mountains are beautiful, with misty clouds and mist in spring, green waves in summer, golden valleys in autumn, and silver in winter. The scenery of the four seasons is like this.
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The place is famous for its outstanding people. From ancient times to the present, Hermit Valley has been a place of spiritual cultivation for hermits. Its reputation is not as loud as Zhongnan Mountain, but it is a favorite place for true hermits who are indifferent to fame and fortune. In today's era of rapid technological advancement,
There are dozens of monks living in seclusion in the Hermitage Valley.
The residences of hermits are either natural caves, houses made of grass, houses made of earth, or walls made of stones. Various huts are scattered in the deep valleys and forests, weaving a magnificent natural tapestry.
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The old man’s retreat place is halfway up a mountain. It is surrounded by cliffs on three sides. It was also the residence of hermits a long time ago. A path with only one foot on the ground climbs over the cliff to reach the residence. To drink water, you have to go about two meters away.
extracted from the mountain stream between the mountain peaks.
There are four huts in total, with stone walls, mud coating on the inside, and bark and grass roofs. The land where the houses are built is less than 200 square meters wide. The owner also built a stone and concrete border around the house and on the edge to grow vegetables and melons.
Master Qian led the Taoist boy to walk leisurely along the cliff path. There were some places on the path where you had to bend down to get through, and there were some places where you had to stick to the stone wall and imitate the walking of a gecko. There were several places that were extremely dangerous.
Climb along the path to the mountainside, and walk along a dangerous road to reach the stone house on the mountainside. The old mountain man in blue robes stands in front of the house, watching an old man and a young man in blue robes flying towards him, and I feel speechless.
: "Brother, head master, why did you come back again?"
He also felt deeply helpless towards his senior brother. The senior brother traveled far and wide and came to Xiaowutai to visit him half a month ago. The senior brother tasted tea and drank wine and looked at the mountain moon for more than half a month. A few days ago, the senior brother went to Beijing to pay homage to him.
A certain little girl sent him a congratulatory gift. He thought that his senior brother would return to the sect after entering the capital, but he never thought that he would come back to him again.
"Senior brother, I miss you so much that I want to come and spend some time with you. It really hurts my heart that I don't like your visit." Qian Sect Master held the Buddha dust in his arms, passing through the sky like light clouds, and floated in front of him.
The trail boy carrying a big backpack lagged behind, walking slowly and leisurely.
"Senior brother, it's not that I miss you, but you still have something to do and you can't bear to leave." Zhong Liyu flicked his sleeves, turned around and went back to the stone house, moved out a small table and a long stool and placed them in the open space in front of the house, and went to work on the cooking area.
Get the small clay stove and teapot, and then get the tea set.
The sun has shone on the earth, reaching halfway up the mountain. The mountains and mountains are green and green, and the sun is warm and clear. Drinking tea in the sun is undoubtedly a beautiful thing in the world.
Sect Master Qian sat down with a smile. The little Taoist boy walked to the stone house and saluted his uncle first. Then he sent things into the main room. He took out the fruits he carried and washed them. He went to the kitchen to put them in a bamboo basket and carried them outside. He sat down by himself.
Next, boil water to make tea.
A pair of brothers sitting in the sun, drinking tea brewed by a Taoist boy, leisurely enjoying the sunshine and the mountain breeze, feeling comfortable and relaxed.
"Senior brother, what are you doing here?" Zhong Liyu didn't believe that senior brother was really just here to enjoy the mountains and rivers.
"Junior brother, I went to send congratulations yesterday, but I didn't see my nephew. He's not in the capital either?"
"Xiao Longbao once said that he would accompany the little girl out to look for medicinal materials in May. He must be accompanying the little girl. Senior brother, why did you ask about your nephew's arrival? Are you planning to give him a meeting gift?"
"Junior brother, you are so protective of your shortcomings that you asked your senior brother for a greeting gift for your disciple. You are afraid that I will not approve of your disciple, or you are afraid that my greeting gift is too light."
"Senior brother has always been very stingy."
"When did you pick it, senior brother? When my nephew comes back, he will give him a gift. As a senior uncle, it is natural that he will give him a greeting gift."
"Senior brother has never been generous, but this time the congratulations to the little girl may be more generous. After all, being too stingy will lose the face of the sect, not the face of senior brother alone."
"Senior brother, I am very sad that senior brother is so insignificant in the eyes of junior brother."
"If you are sad and your heart is broken, go get some batter and put it on it."
"Junior brother is still so ruthless and always hits me, senior brother."
"Senior brother, let's get down to business. If you don't talk about anything else, my family brother and father will be here by the afternoon at the latest. We senior brothers may not have time to talk about trivial matters of the sect."
"I guessed that the head of the Zhongli family would come, so senior brother came to Xiaowutai yesterday and got a head start today." Qian Sect Leader's peaceful face exuded brilliance, and his smile was particularly contented: "I don't have anything big to do, I just came back to stay.
I'm waiting for the little girl to return to Beijing in a few days, hoping to meet her alone. By the way, I would like to say that your senior brother and I are getting older and want to hand over the position of head to the younger generation. You can also help me examine which disciple is most suitable for the position of head.
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"Senior brother, what kind of blow did you receive at the little girl's birthday party? So you have to see the little girl?" Zhong Liyu's first thought was that the head brother must have been hit, so he decided to leave the head position to the younger generation.
, he himself is more carefree and at ease.
"I didn't suffer any shock. I just found that among the guests in the house, Penglai Immortal Master was still carrying a big burden like me. The other old heads of the ancient cultivator families had retired and were succeeded by the younger generation. How leisurely, senior brother
I also want to be a wandering cloud and wild crane."
"It turns out that the island owner of Penglai Immortal Island has also come. Penglai Immortal Island is isolated from the world, and the island owner personally left the island. It can be seen that Immortal Island also attaches great importance to the rebirth of the immortal doctor sect."
"This is natural, just like our sect, which has been hidden from the world for hundreds of years and has not been involved in the secular world. This time, the leader of our sect also personally took action, which fully shows the importance of the immortal medical disciples."
"Brother, what else are you hiding? Logically speaking, our sect and Xiandao are one of the most hidden sects in the world and one of the oldest sects. It is enough to send disciples to send congratulations."
"More than a hundred years ago, the ground was full of wars. Similarly, the monks behind the scenes were also in smoke. At that time, the domestic and foreign monks fought to the death. Both sides suffered losses and their vitality was severely damaged. Therefore, they have been recuperating for more than a hundred years. There are no disputes for the time being. Recently,
The foreign cultivators have committed crimes again, and it is predicted that there may be another fight within thirty years. The rebirth of the Immortal Medicine Sect is an added advantage for the Chinese monks, but it is the biggest obstacle for the foreign cultivators. The foreign cultivators will not tolerate it.
She, I want to go out this time to meet with the Immortal Medical Sect in person. Firstly, I ask her to be careful to protect herself. Secondly, I also hope that the Immortal Medical Sect can refine some elixirs for our sect so that we can make early preparations.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In addition, junior brother should also have heard that many elders of the ancient cultivator family died in the great melee a hundred years ago. As far as I know, the husband of the current owner of Immortal Island was there
During the battle, all his meridians were severed, leaving him with only one breath left. The Immortal Island was frozen in an ice coffin. Penglai Immortal Master has been looking for elixirs, hoping to save her husband.
The owner of Xiandao Island must have invited the immortal doctors to Xiandao for medical treatment this time. I also want to know if the little girl can bring people back to life, so I must stay in Beijing and wait for the little girl to come back."
"Senior brother, you win. You can stay here as long as you want." The senior brother said a lot, except that he wanted to stay and wait for the little girl to return to Beijing for an appointment.
"Senior Brother, I know that Junior Brother understands the righteousness and will not drive Senior Brother away." Qian Sect Leader happily clapped his hands in joy. His Junior Brother was too serious and always needed to be teased before he spoke, which was not fun at all.
Zhong Liyu simply ignored him. He was wondering how his master, who was so serious and rigorous back then, could have such a lively disciple from his senior brother. Maybe it was because his senior brother was too good at pretending. He acted like a gentleman in front of others, but in private he was just a fool who wanted to commit suicide.
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The little Taoist boy took it for granted that the headmaster and his uncle were talking to each other. He made two pots of tea, carried a bucket to the mountain stream to get water, came back to water the vegetables, cleaned the kitchen, and started cooking at almost noon.
Lianhua Zhengzong is a Confucian and Taoist sect that does not prohibit meat and vegetables. At noon, the Taoist boy cooks braised fish, one eggplant, and one pot knives. It is simple, but as comfortable as the breeze and white clouds.
In the middle of the afternoon, Zhongli Yunling and Zhongli Jing, the former heads of the Zhongli family, each took a personal bodyguard and climbed up to the stone house halfway up the mountain to visit their master.
At that time, the sun was warm, and Qian Sect Master was lying on the clothes-drying rope in the stone house to bask in the sun. His robes were swaying in the wind, as if he was about to fly away. The old man was sitting in the open space in front of the house, preparing tea and other family members.
When the Zhong family father and son reached the mountainside, Zhong Liyu went to the intersection to greet him and saluted his father: "Ayu has met my father and the head of the family."
Zhongli Yunling's beard and hair were all white. When he saw his youngest son, he nodded and said only one word "free".
"Fourth brother, I haven't seen you for many years, but you still have the same old temper." Zhongli Jing supported his younger brother on behalf of his father and patted his shoulder: "You are still the most leisurely, so you look younger than your brothers."
Follow the old family master and the family master’s bodyguard to say hello to the fourth master.
Zhongliyu received the gift of the guard, supported his father with one hand, and held his brother's hand with the other to go to the stone house.
Qian Sect Master floated down, holding the Buddha dust in his hand, and greeted with a smile: "Old Master Zhongli, I haven't seen you for many years. Your beauty has not changed, and your majesty is still strong."
"After more than sixty years of separation, how are you doing, Master Qian?" Zhongli Yunling bowed his hand in return. Master Qian is the head of the ancient sect. He is more famous than the Guxiu family. Even if his youngest son and Qian are
The sect leader is a senior fellow apprentice, and he does not dare to treat sect leader Qian as a junior.
"TOEFL, Shang Jian, please come from Zhongli's hometown -"
"Master Qian, please-"
The two of them greeted each other politely and sat down.
The Zhongli brothers and the guards sat down first. Zhongli Yu poured the tea himself. After drinking the tea, Qian Sect Leader took the Taoist boy halfway down the mountain to go fishing in the river and let Zhongli's father, son and brothers say goodbye.
Zhongli Yu has not been back to Zhongli's house for twenty years. When asked about the current status of his family members, whether alive or dead, he inevitably laments the impermanence of the world. He did not comment on Zhongli's next young master. After he entered the Lotus Orthodox Sect, he
Yan Zhongli's family is a secular family, so it is not convenient to get involved in too many Zhongli family affairs. If necessary, he can only take care of it. It is not appropriate to interfere in everything involving the family's internal affairs.
Zhongli Yunling asked about his disciple Yanxing. Hearing that he had not returned from an outing, he did not ask where he had gone and only talked about his daily routine.
Zhong Liyu knew that his father and brother would probably stay for a few days, and they were accommodated in the guest room. The four stone houses were a bit crowded and could barely accommodate them.
Zhongli, his father and his son, and Sect Master Qian settled down in peace, waiting leisurely and contentedly for the little girl to return to Beijing.
