Xu Junming stepped forward to open the door and said loudly.
"As a junior, I came to Xu Junming to pay homage to my seniors, and I hope you will be able to meet me!"
"come in!"
A clear voice came from inside.
Xu Junming pushed open the bamboo door and was about to go in when he suddenly stopped and turned around to give instructions.
"You two stay here!"
Ah Fu and Ah Shou looked at each other and nodded.
They guarded the door and were not afraid that the new uncle would escape.
Xu Junming went in and closed the door. In the center of the flowery yard, an old apricot with lush branches was the most eye-catching.
Under the apricot tree, a middle-aged scholar in feathers and a high crown was sitting cross-legged with a chessboard in front of him.
Looking at his appearance, Xu Junming was shocked. The image of this person was the same as the stone statue he saw at the entrance of the giant clam cave.
Under the bronze mirror, the green energy in this man's body soars to the sky, and three feet above his head, it condenses into a big green tree that is three feet and nine feet high!
The green light of the big tree shines, showing a strong pressure.
"So strong!!"
Xu Junming was shocked.
He has never felt such strong pressure, dozens of times stronger than Maoshan Taishang Elder Qian Dinglin.
"Monk Nascent Soul!"
Only Nascent Soul monks can have such strong pressure. However, he also found that although the pressure of this middle-aged scholar was strong, it was a bit vain.
"come over!"
Seeing him waving, Xu Junming felt extremely vigilant and walked over quickly.
"senior!"
"Snapped!"
The middle-aged scholar made a move, and the black chess piece captured the red chess piece's 'knight'.
After nodding with satisfaction, he turned his face.
"Your chess skills are good!"
Xu Junming discovered early on that the chess board he had played was the same chess game he had played.
"Thank you for your appreciation, senior!"
"sit!"
He nodded and sat down on the futon opposite.
"Stay with me for another round!"
At this time, Xu Junming naturally did not dare to refuse.
The two of them played one game and then another. At this moment, Xu Junming felt more pressure than when he was in the heart of the mountain.
From the frequent regrets in the past, we can see that this player is an eccentric player. If he wins and makes him unhappy, he will be no different from losing.
But if he loses, he won't be willing to miss the opportunity to leave.
"In that case, let's let it be a draw!"
But sometimes, a draw is more difficult than a win.
Fortunately, with the help of the bronze mirror, it turned out as he wished.
"Is the daughter of the He family beautiful?" the middle-aged scholar suddenly asked.
"The beauty of the sky and the beauty of the country captivate the country!"
"In that case, why not stay and be someone else's son-in-law? You know, how many talented men and dignitaries want to have such a woman as their wife but can't."
"No matter how beautiful you are, you can't survive the 'seven-year itch'. I would trade my life's path for seven years to make a difference, but a wise man would not do it!"
"The seven-year itch? This word is so fresh. However, as the Dharma in this world ends, hundreds of years of practicing Taoism will inevitably end up with a pile of loess. In this case, why not have a loving wife and concubine and be happy for the rest of your life?"
"Senior, have you heard of "Good Song"?"
After thinking for a moment, he shook his head.
"Everyone in the world knows that gods are good, but they will never forget their fame;"
"Where are the ancient and modern generals and ministers now? The graves are piled with grass."
"Everyone in the world knows that gods are good, but gold and silver cannot be forgotten;"
"In the end, I only regret that there won't be many people together, and when the time comes, my eyes will close."
"Everyone in the world knows that gods are good, but only my beloved wife can't forget them;"
"I expressed my kindness to you on your birthday, but you will go with others after your death."
"Everyone in the world knows that gods are good, but only our children and grandchildren will never forget them;"
"Infatuated parents have been around for a long time, but who has ever seen filial children and grandchildren?"
After listening to this, the middle-aged scholar was stunned for a long time.
"Although this poem uses simple rhymes and is not very particular about the contrast, it contains profound philosophy of life. It contains elegance in its vulgarity. It must have been written by a wise and moral person?"
Xu Junming nodded.
"The person who sang this song was a lame Taoist in the market. It's a pity that the younger generation couldn't catch up and missed it. Even now thinking about it, I still feel it is a pity."
"Hao Ge" is the essence of Cao Xueqin's "Dream of Red Mansions", and Xu Junming has the deepest memory!
"If you can discuss Tao with this person, it will be a great pleasure in life!" The middle-aged scholar nodded.
I looked at the chess game.
"Your chess skills are much better than mine. The fact that you have come all the way here shows that you have amazing understanding. The fact that you are able to reject beautiful women shows that you have profound Taoism. You are indeed a rare seed of Taoism."
"Thank you for the compliment, senior!"
The middle-aged scholar smiled faintly.
"Do you know why I set up so many tests?"
"Senior please clarify your doubts!"
"Eight hundred years ago, I entered the Tao with Qingmu, practiced hard for three hundred years, and finally entered the realm of the Nascent Soul. Unfortunately, the heavenly way in this world has ended, and the spiritual energy has declined. Although I have understood the realm of the Yuan Shen, I am finally trapped in the Nascent Soul due to lack of spiritual energy.
, unable to advance even an inch. The intense calamity, but ultimately defeated by force. If it weren't for this 'mirage dragon picture' to save a trace of the soul, it would almost have been wiped out from the world."
"In the next two hundred years, with the help of the 'Mirage Dragon Picture', I finally managed to repair my three souls and seven souls, and I was able to reincarnate. But if I want to re-enter the path, I still need someone to guide me!"
"I look down on ordinary monks. Only those who pass various tests and come to me will be my future teachers!"
I thought I was selecting a successor, but now I found out that I was selecting a master.
"Senior has great magical power and unparalleled talent, but I am afraid that I will mislead my disciples!"
"I believe in my own vision!" After a pause, he looked solemnly and asked, "Are you... willing?"
How could Xu Junming say he was unwilling at this time?
"Since the seniors like it, the juniors should do their best!"
The middle-aged scholar nodded, stood up and knelt down on his knees.
Xu Junming's heart moved, but he sat cross-legged without getting up.
"Master, come again, disciple Chen Lin bows down!"
After three kowtows, Chen Lin turned his hands, and in his right palm appeared something the size of a basketball, with an uneven surface, like a seed. In his left palm was a gold book.
"This is the apprenticeship ceremony. I hope my mentor will accept it!"
Xu Junming reached out and took it.
What is written in the golden book is exactly the purpose of his trip. The entire "Qingmu Shangyuan Gong", as well as Chen Lin's insights on practice.
"What is this?"
It was the first time that Xu Junming encountered a bronze mirror that could not be seen through.
"The disciple doesn't know either. By chance, I found this thing in the middle of a mountain in Ailao Mountain. At that time, I saw that it sucked up the spiritual energy of the mountain, so I knew it was a treasure. I followed the disciple for five hundred years and sucked in the green wood for another five hundred years.
Aura, it was not until January that it ceased to exist."
"The disciple faintly sensed an astonishing vitality from it. I expected it to be good, it should be a rare and high-quality spiritual root."
"Spiritual roots?" Xu Junming was delighted.
Chen Lin nodded.
"As for what the spiritual root is, I don't know. I originally wanted to wait for it to accumulate sufficient spirituality and take root, but now that my reincarnation is imminent, I will dedicate this thing to my master for cultivation!"
Xu Junming nodded, took the black seed in his hand and played with it, feeling a little expectant in his heart.