Wu Yi walked non-stop after coming out of the main hall and went straight to his cave.
Liucheng Yiqi Taoist Temple is built in the Cangwu Mountains, with nine peaks and twelve streams. The Taoist temple will recruit disciples every three years, with no more than twenty or thirty people at a time. The Taoist temple can accept up to five disciples, that is, if a disciple does not enter, A disciple may become a professor and will have to leave the mountain after fifteen years at most, so there are five peaks in the temple where disciples live. The remaining peaks are either the residence of teachers and teachers, planting medicinal herbs, or raising spiritual animals, so I will not go into details.
Wu Yi's residence is on Lingxiu Peak. Lingxiu Peak is also the place where the latest first-level disciples practice Taoism. The mountain is steep, and the disciples rely on the plank road for transportation. The plank road is only three feet wide and has no protection. There is a deep stream three feet away. It's scary.
Wu Yi's cave is on the top of a mountain. It's not that other disciples don't want to experience the scenery of all the small mountains, but they have a group of servants and maids around them. The top of the mountain is cramped and small, and there is no room for these many people. Most of them come from aristocratic families, and are well-dressed and well-fed. , but they are not used to living a life of wind, food and dew. Moreover, the mountain is thousands of feet high, making it inconvenient to go to school in the morning. Therefore, many people find a flat place at the foot of the mountain to make a cave. The closer to the top of the mountain, the fewer people there are.
When Wang Chuchen asked Wu Yi to choose a cave that day, Wu Yi picked this cave at a glance. Firstly, he was alone and without companions, so he didn't have to worry about many things. Secondly, he was a person who liked silence and did not like to move. Finally, those who People who become disciples through the normal route don't seem to treat him well, so why should he put his hot face on his cold butt?
But today I went up the mountain again. I was feeling dizzy after listening to classes all morning, and I didn’t have any rice in my stomach. I was already exhausted from walking on the road.
After finally getting to the cave, Wu Yi moved the sealing stone and locked the cave to death. He fell on the stone bed and didn't want to move, and soon fell asleep.
Not long after sleeping, there was a knock on the door. Wu Yi propped himself up and opened the door. He knew that at this time, Lux had arrived with food.
Sure enough, there was a middle-aged man with a yellow turban on his head standing at the door. Most of these warriors were orphans adopted by Taoist temples. They taught them some simple skills, and then tempered their bodies with external medicine to become indestructible. Possessing unparalleled strength. If a strong man is successful, he can move mountains and reclaim seas. However, since the beginning of his cultivation, he needs a lot of external objects and is easily controlled by others, so monks cannot do this.
At the beginning of the monk's cultivation, the physical body was weak, so he raised a few strong men for body protection. These strong men were relatively high-status, and they were more like middle-aged men doing some chores to earn external medicines.
Wu Yi took the food, bowed to him and thanked him, took out a few taels of silver from his sleeve and forced it into his hand.
The middle-aged man turned around to avoid his gift and kept saying: "If you don't accept it, you can't accept it as a gift from a master." As he said that, he quickly returned the silver in his hand to Wu Yi.
Wu Yi's face darkened and he said displeasedly: "Are you looking down on me?"
The middle-aged man didn't do it yet, and he didn't do it even if he didn't. He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and he hesitated and didn't know what to say. For strong men like them, the disciples in the temple are gods. Have you ever seen a god treat a mortal with courtesy? So he was panicked.
Wu Yi held his hand and asked him to hold the silver in his hand. Wu Yi knew that because his cave was at the top of the mountain, it was not easy to travel, the warriors also had a lot of hard work, and foreign medicine was even more difficult to obtain. It only took a day or two. As time goes by, the workload increases and the amount of external medicine is still the same as before. There is no guarantee that the warriors will not give him short meals, so it is better to win him over early to prevent trouble in the future.
The powerful man took his silver and was so grateful that he kowtowed to Wu Yi. Wu Yi held him still and accepted the gift. He didn't know how frightened he was if he didn't accept it.
A trace of guilt arose in Wu Yi's heart, but he quickly extinguished it. He came from a powerful family, so he shouldn't be too familiar with this method of winning over people's hearts. Now that he is a guest in a foreign land, it is difficult to get along with other disciples. Wang Chu
You can't count on the world, so you should naturally keep close friends with the people you are closest to, and it's good to be your eyes and ears.
The middle-aged man knelt down and turned to leave. Wu Yi didn't say anything else. If he seemed too enthusiastic the first time, it would make people feel that the city is not deep. Moreover, as time goes by, it is better to observe his character.
After a gust of wind and clouds, all the food was wiped out. After having enough wine and food, Wu Yi's sleepiness subsided. He spread out a piece of white paper, dipped his pen in ink, and started writing on the paper. After a while, a piece of paper
It is covered with words, and the words cannot be said to be unique, but the iron paintings and silver hooks are neat and orderly.
Wu Yi took out another piece of paper and wrote without writing. After an hour passed, Wu Yi put the brush on the pen holder and breathed a long sigh of relief. Three pieces of paper filled with writing were already placed on the stone table.
Wu Yi picked up the paper he had written the earliest, blew a breath, and examined it carefully. If any other disciples saw the words on the paper, they would be shocked. These words were clearly what Wang Chuchen taught during his lecture. Wu Yi actually included
Wang Chuchen’s lectures were recorded silently.
In fact, after a monk reaches a certain level of cultivation, his memory is indeed far superior to that of ordinary people, but the key point is that Wu Yi is still a mortal. It is astonishing to have such a terrifying memory.
Wu Yi is not born with such a memory. Firstly, his grandfather is strict in running the family and has strict requirements on him. Secondly, all the children of public ministers need to go to Taixue to study. This is also because his grandfather is usually an honest and upright official.
This taboo made Wu Yi ostracized in Taixue. Most of the doctoral professors ignored him. In this case, Wu Yi had to rely on himself. Naturally, he developed a perseverance and extraordinary memory.
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But because of this, Wu Yi is withdrawn and suspicious by nature. It is hard to say whether the advantages outweigh the disadvantages or the disadvantages outweigh the advantages.
Wu Yi checked it carefully and marked out the doubtful areas. Although Wu Yi was diligent and conscientious, he had never studied Taoist terminology before, so he recorded it silently. There were several places where the words did not express what he meant, or he did not know what they meant, which gave him a headache.
Wu Yi had no choice but to do his best to modify what could be modified. As for the rest, it was temporarily listed as pending.
Then Wu Yi continued to be silent twice, each time faster than the last, and the last time was only half an hour. When the last silence was completed, Wu Yi's eyes flashed, and a touch of confident confidence appeared on his face.
It has been completely memorized.
After finishing writing, Wu Yi was exhausted. He looked outside and saw that it was already dark. He thought to himself, it was time for the food-delivery warrior to arrive again.
Sure enough, after a while, the middle-aged man came again, but to Wu Yi's expectation, the leader was a six or seven-year-old Taoist boy. The loose sleeves on him looked weird and made people laugh.
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However, Wu Yi didn't dare to show any signs of confusion on his face. He stepped forward, saluted and asked, "Senior Brother, I have come from afar. I am not expecting you to meet me from afar. I wonder what your instructions are?"
Even though these Taoist boys only looked six or seven years old, Wu Yi knew that they had practiced special skills. Although their cultivation level grew slowly, their life span was twice that of ordinary people, but their bodies had to remain childish.
The mentality will remain childish. Although the Taoist boy in front of him looks six or seven years old, his actual age may not be that of Wu Yi's grandfather. The most important thing is that Wu Yi once saw this Taoist boy outside Wang Chuchen Cave.
The Taoist boy looked up at Wu Yi and saw that he was very respectful. He nodded with satisfaction and then pretended to be mature and said: "Are you Wu Yi?"
Wu Yi replied: "That's right."
"The master said that since you are an entry-level disciple, I should give you all the things you need. Come and get some if you have any shortages." The Taoist boy pointed at the bamboo basket on the back of the middle-aged man behind him.
The middle-aged man hurriedly put down the bamboo basket on his back and saw two sets of blue Xuanyun Taoist robes, an identity token, several books, and food for the evening.
Wu Yi glanced at the items in the basket and stopped looking. No matter how much fighting there was in the temple, these basic things would never fail him, otherwise the food would be too ugly. It should be noted that Wu Yi was recruited by the temple master after all.
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Wu Yi laughed and said, "Senior brother, I still trust you. There is no need to read it."
In fact, unless the relationship with the person is extremely bad, he will never conduct a detailed investigation on the spot. Wouldn't this embarrass others and ruin the relationship in vain?
The Taoist boy waved his whisk and said to the middle-aged man behind him: "Why don't you move the things in for Junior Brother Wu?"
The middle-aged man smiled honestly and immediately started moving in and out, very busy.
Wu Yi warmly invited the Taoist boy to visit the cave. When they parted, they held their sleeves together. The Taoist boy unconsciously sank his sleeves, his face became more approachable, and he left the cave happily.
Finally welcoming the two of them out of the cave, Wu Yi let out a long breath. Welcoming and sending them off was not something Wu Yi was good at, and was inconsistent with his nature. However, living in such an environment, Wu Yi had long learned to be patient.
He is more realistic, choosing what is good for himself and following it, and has not learned his grandfather's unshakable character of sticking to his true heart.
In the Daxuan Kingdom, his grandfather was in charge of the government and had great power. Although he was not liked by the academic officials, no one dared to offend him even if he did not make friends with others and lived and studied alone. Now he has come to seek refuge and is here.
A feathery phoenix is not as good as a chicken, so how can you still dare to do the same thing as before? It is true that you should be honest and have a good relationship with people you can make friends with.
The golden crows were setting in the west, the sunset was all over the sky, and it was magnificent and magical. Wu Yi had no time to appreciate this beautiful evening scene. After sending the two people away, Wu Yi immediately moved the sealing stone to close the cave, lit the fire folding sticks, lit the lamps, and took out the Taoist boy.
The books that were delivered were read under the lamp.
Among them, the title of the first book is "Xiao Zhou Tian's Moving Technique", which is an introductory breathing method. As for the other books, some talk about the rules of Guanzhong, some discuss the customs and customs of the world of cultivation, and some briefly introduce it.
Let’s take a look at the realms of cultivation and the characteristics of each realm.
Wu Yi read quietly by candlelight. He turned the pages of the book very slowly, but after turning it over, he would never turn it over again. This is how he reads seriously.
The candlelight flickered, and there was no one around. Some unknown animals outside the cave invited the moon to sing, and the sound of rustling books was heard from time to time inside the cave, creating a quiet scene.
Although he was alone, Wu Yi didn't feel any discomfort at all. He had experienced this kind of life almost every day in the past, but he was happy and leisurely without being disturbed.
Although the cave was quiet and undisturbed, it was also extremely poor. There was only one lamp on the stone table, and the light was dim. Wu Yi's eyes were numb, swollen and painful.
Fortunately, Wu Yi was not helpless. He took out a red bead from his package, took out the lamp stand and placed it on the candle. As the candle continued to burn the bead, the bead became crystal clear. Later,
, it actually emits bright light like a small sun, but it is not dazzling or burning, which is very magical.
And this bead also has an origin. Three years ago, a meteor landed in Daxuan Kingdom's Dangman County. The huge Dangman Lake dried up nearly half. The resulting drought affected several counties and displaced nearly one million people.
There were twenty or thirty rebellions triggered, and the government and the public were shaken.
At that time, the imperial party thought this was a good opportunity, so they appointed Wu Yi's father as a pacifier and censor to appease the refugees and investigate the matter.
Wu Yi's father, like Wu Yi's grandfather, was against the Imperial Preceptor, so he took the opportunity to find a random stone and said that it was God's anger against the Imperial Preceptor for exercising power (at least that's what Wu Yi thought).
Not to be outdone, the National Teachers' Party counterattacked one after another, believing that this was the reason for His Majesty's lack of moral integrity, and this matter became the trigger for disputes between the two parties.
In order to prevent the National Master Party from causing trouble by using this bead, Wu Yi took the bead out of Daxuan Kingdom. The discovery of the magic of the bead was an accident during the journey.
Once, Wu Yi accidentally knocked over a candlestick while reading, and the flames swallowed up the package Wu Yi was carrying. Wu Yi was about to save it, but saw a bright white light coming from the package, and at the same time, the fire snake gradually faded away.
However, Wu Yi later experimented many times and found that this was the only magical thing about beads, and he couldn't help but be disappointed. As far as he knew, the emperor had given his grandfather a luminous pearl as big as a fist, and placed it in a dark room. The dark room looked like daylight, and
There is a diamond that emits colorful light after being illuminated. This bead is not as magical as the night pearl diamond, and it must be an ordinary object.
With the red beads, reading became much easier. Wu Yi returned to the stone table and read seriously.
Time passed quietly. The first thing Wu Yi looked at was not the cultivation techniques, but the rules within the contemplation. Firstly, if he practiced the techniques haphazardly by himself, he would be inferior. Secondly, now that he was an official disciple, if he was not familiar with the rules, even if
This rule is not strictly adhered to during normal inspections, but it is much easier for others to find fault with him.
It was quiet in the dead of night, except for the sound of turning books from time to time.