Xi Wuhan was carefully repainting those orchids one stroke at a time, as if he had suddenly forgotten everything around him, as if he was immersed in it, with only the pen and painting in his eyes, and only one thing in his mind.
Pots of orchids.
Unknowingly, Duan Baoji appeared behind the little girl, but she was still unaware of it. Duan Baoji looked at the orchids painted by Xi Wuhan and looked attentive, and then gradually began to smile.
After finally finishing a painting, Xi Wuhan raised his head and realized that the sun had set in the west, but he had been painting for several hours. Looking at the newly painted orchid in his hand, it was indeed different from the previous one. The little girl unfolded
A knowing and satisfied smile.
"Wuhan, come here, I have something to tell you."
Duan Baoji's voice was still so cold, but Xi Wuhan had long been accustomed to it. With her own satisfaction, the little girl jumped up and ran away.
Duan Baoji handed Xi Wuhan a letter and said: "Wuhan, take this letter to Zen Master Dayun of Dangshan Temple, and then come back with him."
Xi Wuhan wanted to learn martial arts, but after being in Lanyuan for so many days, Duan Baoji not only did not teach her martial arts, he did not even teach her how to get started. She was either painting or watering water every day. But the little girl did not complain at all, and towards Duan Baoji
He also obeyed his advice, even including three meals a day, and would think of ways to please Duan Baoji.
Xi Wuhan accepted the letter and headed towards Dangshan Temple without stopping. The Orchid Garden is not far from the side of Dangshan Temple. On the left side of Dangshan Temple is Wuwei Temple, and on the right side is the Orchid Garden of Duan Baoji, a layman of the Orchid Chamber.
Duan Baoji studied Buddhist scriptures at Dangshan Temple when she was young, and she was a brother-sister of Zen Master Dayun Wuyi, so Lanyuan was not far from Dangshan Temple.
Zen Master Wuyi was very happy to see Xi Wuhan coming. After reading Duan Baoji's letter, Wuyi was even more overjoyed and said that he and Xi Wuhan would go to the Lanshi together after he changed his clothes.
When Wuyi finished changing and appeared in front of Xi Wuhan, the little girl's eyes widened. Zen Master Wuyi looked like this. It was so surprising. Zen Master Wuyi was wearing a bright red gold-rimmed cassock and a Vairocana on his head.
He is wearing a hat, holding a tin-ringed Zen staff in his hand, walking like the wind and sitting like a bell. He is simply a living Bodhisattva, possessing both the majesty of the Bodhisattva and the kindness of the Bodhisattva.
An old man and a young man came together, and soon they returned to the orchid room, where Duan Baoji was burning incense and praying. In front of the incense table, in addition to the portraits of monks and nuns, there were also a series of tablets, all of which were ancestors of the Duan family, enjoying the incense. Wuyi
When the Zen master saw the incense table, he quickly bowed his head and bowed, and kept chanting Amitabha.
Xi Wuhan was at a loss at the side, but was summoned by Duan Baoji, who knelt in front of the incense table. Duan Baoji and Zen Master Wuyi stood aside, with solemn and solemn expressions. The little girl had never seen such a formation before, and she knelt there, feeling uneasy in her heart.
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"Amitabha, my junior sister is happy to have a beloved disciple. The poor monk is here to witness. Congratulations to my junior sister on getting her beloved disciple. My junior sister is exquisite in Buddhism, and her poems, essays and paintings are exquisite. She has a successor to Yan Zi San Shui's Qing Gong and Flower Piercer Sword Technique. It's really gratifying.
Congratulations."
Duan Baoji was dressed in plain clothes, but she also looked extremely solemn. Duan Baoji lowered her eyebrows and said with her hands together: "As witnessed by Brother Lao, my second daughter is extremely talented and can forget herself and others. She is a good candidate for practicing martial arts. Thanks to the Buddha and the great blessings of our ancestors, Baoji can have
Such a good disciple is her blessing and mine."
Only then did Xi Wuhan realize that the master was officially closing in on his entrance wall. No wonder the formation was so solemn.
After Duan Baoji ordered Xi Wuhan to offer incense to the Bodhisattva and his ancestors, he said seriously: "Wuhan, when you come to my door, you need to know who I am. I am the descendant of the Duan family in Dali. My ancestors founded the country for more than three hundred years, and the capital is here.
In Nanzhao City, my father is General Duan Gong, the general in charge of Dali, and my mother is Princess Alan."
"The Duan family of Dali founded the country with force and governed it with culture. Although it was located in the southwest border of the Central Plains, the country and the people have been peaceful for hundreds of years. The Duan family admired our Buddha, and more than ten former emperors became monks and became monks, and they achieved enlightenment in Wuwei Temple.
She is a relative of my Duan clan. Everyone in the Duan clan is proficient in swordsmanship, and my mother even mixed the Duan clan’s swordsmanship into the flower-piercing sword technique, and she is the ancestor of the flower-piercing sword, did you know?”
Xi Wuhan responded in a low voice: "Disciple already knows. I will devote myself to martial arts training and will definitely carry forward the flower-piercing sword technique."
Duan Baoji nodded and said: "If you want to practice martial arts, you must first endure hardship. From today on, you will practice martial arts painstakingly in Lanyuan. During this period, you are not allowed to meet with outsiders, including your brother. Do you remember?"
Xi Wuhan hesitated for a moment, why can't he even see his brother this year? If he can't see his brother, does that mean that Brother Shan can't see him either? But in order to practice martial arts, the little girl still gritted her teeth and whispered: "Disciple, remember this.
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After that came the apprenticeship ceremony. The apprenticeship ceremony was simple but grand. Under the witness of Zen Master Wuyi, Xi Wuhan worshiped the Buddha and the ancestors of the Duan family, and then worshiped his master Duan Baoji. There was a whole set of procedures in the middle, until after the tea ceremony,
Only then can the apprenticeship ceremony be officially completed.
Zen Master Dayun Wuyi was in a very good mood. Taking advantage of Duan Baoji's good mood, he asked Duan Baoji: "Junior Sister, the poor monk has a set of internal skills and mental methods that are suitable for Wu Han's practice. Today, Junior Sister accepts a disciple. Senior Brother, I don't have any greeting gifts.
I would like to give this set of inner strength and mental skills to Wuhan, I wonder if junior sister agrees?"
The apprenticeship ceremony was completed, and Duan Baoji returned to her normal demeanor. She rolled her eyes at Zen Master Wuyi and said, "Senior brother, I invite you to witness Wuhan's apprenticeship ceremony. Isn't it just for your mind? Don't talk about a set of minds, as long as
It’s for the good of my disciple, and I don’t have any problem with you even if you teach me all your life skills.”
Wuyi smiled indifferently, he understood that his junior sister had a sharp mouth and a soft heart.
After pondering for a moment, Wuyi said to Xi Wuhan: "Wuhan, I will come to see you in a few days. You must serve your master carefully."
Xi Wuhan thanked me and said, "Thank you so much, Master, for caring about me. I will definitely remember your teachings."
Zen Master Wuyi and Duan Baoji looked at each other and smiled knowingly, then turned around and left. It was already getting late, so the practice could only start again tomorrow.
Early in the morning of the second day, when it was just dawn, Xi Wuhan prepared the rebellion for his master as usual, and went to take care of the orchids.
Duan Baoji took out a book, put it next to Wu Han and said: "Wu Han, when practicing kung fu, you must start from the basics. Although you have a high understanding and are a martial arts material, you have no foundation. This is your shortcoming. Therefore.
, you must start with the basic internal force breathing. From today on, practice breathing in the morning, evening and morning classes, and only in the middle can you practice sword moves."
Xi Wuhan took the book and was about to open it when he heard someone tapping on the firewood door of Lanyuan, making a thumping sound, but the sound was very soft.
Xi Wuhan stood up and whispered: "Master, Taoist Master Yang must be here, and the disciple has opened the door."
Unexpectedly, Duan Baoji's face darkened and she scolded: "What should I do? After dinner, go practice. You are born with more than you have acquired, so you should seize the time. Don't you know? The so-called way of heaven is to lose more than you can.
This is the principle of making up for deficiencies.”
The banging on the door kept ringing, and Duan Baoji was so angry that she suddenly said angrily: "Smelly Taoist priest, what are you taking pictures of? You are making so much noise early in the morning. Is there any difference between monks and Taoists? Is there any difference between men and women?"
Duan Baoji's voice penetrated the rainbow and headed straight towards Yang Andao. This ability to transmit sound over a thousand miles showed that Duan Baoji's internal strength cultivation had reached its peak.
Not to be outdone, Yang Andao also turned the energy of his Dantian into words, and said with a playful smile: "Cousin, what is the difference between monks and Taoists, what is the difference between men and women, you and I are the closest relatives, we don't care about these things. Recently I got a good calligraphy by Zhao Meng I’ve come here to appreciate my authentic work with you, so why do you refuse me thousands of miles away?”
The two of them were going back and forth, one was furious, the other was smiling. When Duan Baoji's anger met Yang Andao, it was like super strong internal force hitting cotton. Yang Andao's playful smile met Duan Baoji, but it couldn't impress her at all. , Xi Wuhan, on the other hand, was very embarrassed to be caught in the middle.
When Xi Wuhan couldn't stand it anymore, he picked up the book and walked into the inner hall while muttering: "Two adults, but they are like children who don't know how to be ashamed."
Duan Baoji glared angrily, Xi Wuhan stuck out his tongue and ran towards the inner hall.
Yang Andao shouted: "Cousin, to be honest, your fan can't stop me at all. If I want to come in, I can come in at any time."
"Stinky Taoist priest, how dare you!"
"What am I afraid of?" Following the sound of clothes fluttering, Yang Andao said with a smile, "I really have the authentic work of Zhao Mengfu." Listening to the sound, Yang Andao had already entered Lanyuan.
Duan Baoji was even more furious now. She picked up a long sword and rushed out. Seeing Yang Andao standing there with a nonchalant expression, Duan Baoji didn't say anything, picked up the sword flower and rushed over.
"Come again."
Yang Andao dodged and jumped a few feet to avoid the stabbing. Who knew that the long sword in Duan Baoji's hand seemed to be staring at Yang Andao, and he instantly raised his head, and the tip of the sword stabbed Yang Andao's chest again. .
Yang Andao didn't dare to make excuses. This move already made him break out in a cold sweat. It seemed that Duan Baoji was serious about playing with him. Yang Andao was in the air and had no place to rely on, so in desperation, he backhanded his back. The Buddha dust stuck in an upward direction was swung hard and hit Duan Baoji's sword blade.
The Buddha dust was as hard as iron and hit the sword, causing a clear groan. Yang Andao also took advantage of the situation and jumped back to distance himself from Duan Baoji.
Before Yang Andao could stand firm on the ground, Duan Baoji gave a sweet shout, a cold light flashed, and the long sword was as fast as lightning, and stabbed Yang Andao again. This time Yang Andao was already prepared, and he didn't rush, picked up the Buddha dust and went to Duan Baoji took the sword.
The two of them were going back and forth, the two figures were jumping up and down, a cold light and a white light intertwined with each other, the two were fighting really fast.
Through the window, Xi Wuhan saw the two of them fighting fiercely. After so many days of observation, what she didn't understand was that they clearly had each other in their hearts, so why were they so incompatible every time they met. After thinking about it, It was unclear and still troublesome. Wuhan shook her head and concentrated on reading her book. After a while, the sounds outside the window seemed to suddenly disappear in her mind, and the surroundings were quiet.
However, this is not the case. The fact is that Duan Baoji and Yang Andao are still fighting, even faster and more fiercely.