When we returned to the Taoist temple, it was almost dark, and there was only Ganyu, the fourth man, in the yard. He was chopping firewood carelessly, but he kept looking towards the south hillside.
Suddenly, there was a sound of branches shaking, and the head of the fat second brother Gan Lei was revealed. He dragged two bloody beasts up the hillside with difficulty, followed closely behind him were two big bamboo beasts on the back.
Guo Song of Basket.
"You are back!"
Gan Yu threw away the hatchet and rushed forward. He knelt down and looked at the two thin wolves, gave a thumbs up and praised: "I knew that if my senior brother stepped forward, I would definitely gain a big harvest today."
"Bullshit! One day I won't go out? Ouch! I'm exhausted today."
He left the two wolf corpses behind, rubbed his lower back and walked towards the kitchen.
Gan Yu quickly took Guo Song's bamboo basket, looked back at Gan Lei, and asked in a low voice: "How is it? The third child didn't bully you today, did he?"
Guo Song smiled and said: "If it weren't for senior brother today, I would have almost been..."
Before he could finish speaking, Gan Lei suddenly stuck out his head and glared at him dissatisfied: "You promised me!"
Guo Song promised not to mention the black bear. He almost let it slip, but immediately changed his words and said, "I was almost killed by two wolves."
Gan Yu turned around in confusion and asked: "Lao San, didn't you go to the back mountain today? How could you meet a wolf?"
Gan Lei chuckled, "I don't know, maybe they came to say hello to my junior brother. Anyway, tomorrow you will be responsible for delivering the two wolves to those bastards in Wutai."
"The third child!"
Mu Zhenren appeared at the door of the room, glared at Gan Lei and said: "I will remind you one last time, if you open your mouth and shut up again, I will pluck all the hair on your head!"
Gan Lei scratched his head, nodded and bowed: "Master, I'm not talking about you, the disciple is saying... Okay! Okay! I promise not to say anything else."
He turned around and slipped into the kitchen. Mu Zhenren said to Guo Song again: "Go to eat first, and then come to my place!"
"Yes! Master."
Guo Song and Gan Yu dragged the wolf and the bamboo basket into the kitchen together. Senior brother Gan Feng took the bamboo basket and packed it away. Guo Song also filled a large bowl of fern powder porridge and wolfed it down.
Mu Zhenren is not unkind to his disciples. He can eat three meals a day, two in the morning and evening in the Taoist temple, and the disciples need to figure out their own solutions for the lunch meal.
If he hadn't encountered that black bear at noon today, Guo Song would have had a delicious meal of rabbit meat, but it was a pity that the fat rabbit was cheaper than the black bear.
"Hey! Boss, who is this medicine boiled for?" Gan Lei, the third child, suddenly found a thick pot of medicine boiled in the earthen pot, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
Senior Brother Gan Feng said to Guo Songnu, "Of course it's for Junior Brother, do you want to drink it a second time?"
Gan Lei curled his lips and said, "Come on! You drank me till I vomited. Even if you beat me to death, I won't drink again."
The fourth brother, Gan Yu, patted Guo Song on the shoulder and said with some gloating: "Junior brother, your good days are coming, you must persevere!"
Guo Song was a little confused and asked, "Has everyone drank this medicine?"
Gan Lei came forward with a big fat face, blinked his small eyes and said: "Except for the senior brother, he was too old when he went up the mountain and it is useless to drink. The other three of us have all drank, and they drank every night for three years.
You must drink it, the ecstasy taste! I still can’t forget it.”
'Snapped!'
Gan Feng slapped him on the back of the head and cursed angrily: "You deserve a slap for your foul mouth. Only master can call me this old man. If you call me old man again, it is disrespectful to master."
"I know I know!"
Gan Lei smiled and scratched his elder brother's back, comforting him and saying, "You are still young. I called you old. Next time I will call you Li Daotong. Are you satisfied?"
After saying that, he winked at Guo Song again. Guo Song touched the back of his head and burst out laughing. These senior brothers are really interesting!
…………
As night fell, Guo Songduan was sitting in Mu Zhenren's room. He felt a little strange in his heart. Why didn't the Taoist priests in Qingxu Guan do their homework? They did rituals or recited scriptures. The brothers seemed to have nothing to do but work.
Something else.
"What are you thinking about?" Mu Zhenren said with a faint smile.
"Master, why don't we study the scriptures? It has been a month since my disciple entered Qingxu Guan. Apart from meditating and reciting the morning sutra once in the morning, he seems to have never been exposed to other scriptures. The fourth brother said that he doesn't understand the scriptures very well either.
arts."
"Do you really want to study the scriptures?"
"That's not true. I just think it's a bit strange."
"It's not surprising that the Zixiao Tiangong lineage calls us Wild Road. In fact, the reason is this. We only practice martial arts, collect medicine, and forage. In their eyes, we are not doing our jobs properly."
Mu Zhenren shook his head and said: "Actually, it's not that you don't learn scriptures. Your senior brother is proficient in teaching the Dharma. He has mastered the "Dadong Zhen Jing", "Huang Ting Sutra", "Tai Shang Zheng Yi League Prestige Jing Lu" and "
"Shangqing Three Cave Five Thunder Sutra", he can open a dojo by himself. Among your five brothers, he is the only one who devotes himself to Taoism. The other four all practice martial arts in the name of learning Taoism. I will also help you."
Guo Song Mo Ran, he really didn't have the heart to pursue the Tao. At first, he just wanted to find a place to eat and live safely until he was eighteen years old. But after he witnessed the martial arts of the third and fourth senior brothers, he began to yearn for the martial arts.
"Your three senior brothers all learned the martial arts of chivalry, and you learned the martial arts of generals. You have different ways of practicing martial arts. You'd better not be influenced by them. Although the outward appearance is the same, in fact there are still some differences.
Big difference.”
Mu Zhenren did not continue on this issue. He smiled and said: "Starting tonight, you have to take medicine for five years. The medicine can strengthen your muscles, bones and blood vessels, which is the basis of your strength.
Almost every martial arts practitioner needs pharmaceutical assistance, but each family has different formulas. The medicine I prepared for you is a recipe left by the female fairy Wei Cunhua. It is very unpalatable. This will be a great test for your perseverance. If
If you don’t persist, you will accomplish nothing.”
Guo Song's heart skipped a beat. Master actually mentioned Wei Cunhua. Did he really find Lingji Cave?
Guo Song quickly suppressed this idea in his heart and did not dare to ask any more questions.
He hesitated and then said: "Both senior brothers said they have been taking medicine for three years."
"As I said just now, the martial arts you practice are different, and the formulas of your medicines are also different. Do you understand?"
"Disciple understands!"
Mu Zhenren continued: "I will not deliberately teach you how to practice concealed weapons and flying knives, nor will I deliberately teach you how to practice light kung fu. In the next five years, I will only teach you how to practice fixed sword postures and body movements. When you practice to the extreme,
I’ll teach you something else.”
Mu Zhenren took out three swords from the box. To be precise, they were three sword-shaped iron rods. He smiled to himself and said: "This is probably the ugliest sword in the world. One is eight pounds, one is eighteen pounds, and one is eighteen pounds."
The handle is twenty-eight pounds. You practice the eight-jin sword in the first three years, the eighteen-jin sword in the fourth year, and the twenty-eight-jin sword in the fifth year. This is my progress back then, but your talent is very good, maybe you can
in advance."
From the master's words, Guo Song heard a clue, and he asked cautiously: "Is the martial arts that the disciple learned the same as the master's martial arts?"
Mu Zhenren nodded, "The whole Kongtong Mountain is practicing the martial arts of chivalry, but I am the only one who practices the martial arts of generals. When Sun Simiao and Master Pei Min met me, they both said that I would fake my death at the age of forty-five.
At seventy, he was already half right, so I only have ten years left, and I hope you can inherit my mantle."
Guo Song nodded silently. He didn't know if he would disappoint his master.
"Do you still have any questions? It's getting late. Maybe I can answer you a question."
There are two questions that always linger in Guo Song's mind, one is the master's lay identity, and the other is the secret of Lingji Cave, but relatively speaking, Guo Song is more interested in the master's lay identity.
He then plucked up the courage to ask, "Does this disciple know the lay name of the master?"
Mu Zhenzhen smiled slightly, "Actually, it's nothing. The emperor also knew that I was hiding here. Last year, he sent a guard to secretly convey the decree to me. As a result, several of your senior brothers knew my secret. I can tell you
You, but I hope you don’t spread the word that I used to be called Wang Zhongsi, have you heard of it?”
Guo Song was shocked. His master, Mu Zhenren, was Wang Zhongsi, a famous general in the Middle Tang Dynasty who conquered the Khitans in the Northern Expedition, defeated the Turks and Tubo, and became the Jiedushi of the Four Towns. But... didn't he die suddenly in history?
Mu Zhenren smiled faintly again, "The emperor gave me a death medicine and a crude medicine at the same time. I took the death medicine in front of the envoy, and after the envoy left, I took the crude medicine. Wang Zhongsi died.
But Mu Zhenren came back to life. I said goodbye to my wife and children, became a monk and came to Kongtong Mountain, where I stayed for fifteen years."
Seeing the shock on Guo Song's face, Mu Zhenren smiled and handed him the eight-pound short iron sword, "Just follow the moves I taught you this morning, practice for an hour, drink the medicine and go to bed. Go ahead!"
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