Dust and haze

Chapter 18: Zhenwu Taoist temple The one who came was a slovenly old Taoist, bony, with loose bun and oil stains on his Taoist robe. Zhen Yangzi came forward to salute and said: "martial uncle, these two people rushed to Jiugong Mountain in the early morning, and they didn't want to see the master Tianxu Zhenren. The nephew told them that the master was not here, but they were still here in various ways, affecting the disciples' cultivation." "Oh," the old Taoist glanced at Xia Bashan and landed behind Mo Can. He was surprised, "this man is dead. Why do you come up the mountain?" Xia Bashan saw that the old Taoist seemed to speak some truth, so she explained: "this man is Miao Fenglin under the door of Tianxu Zhenren. At the end of his life, he asked me to send him to Jiugongshan for burial and return to the school." "Miao Fenglin?" the old Taoist was surprised, and he hurriedly stepped forward to have a look, "well, it's really him. It's been twenty years, and it's hard to remember Jiugong Mountain. Why does Miao Fenglin's limbs and muscles break?" "It's for the enemy..." Xia Bashan just wanted to talk about the reason. "Wait a minute, follow the old way." the old Taoist waved them to follow behind, and walked along a gravel path towards the back mountain. The Taoists looked at each other. Zhen Yangzi was not happy, but he was not able to say anything. So he frowned and shouted at the Taoists: "Why are you all in a daze? Please go back to the palace for morning classes." At the end of the road, there is a separate courtyard, hidden in the green trees, quiet and secret. Enter the house, Mo Can put down the body of the master of Miao hall, and the old Taoist himself brought two cups of tea. "The old man Qingxu is the junior brother of Tianxu Zhenren, also known as Miao Fenglin's uncle. OK, what's going on? The old Taoist has a kind attitude, which is quite different from Zhen Yangzi's arrogant and overbearing momentum. Xia Bashan also didn't hide, and gave a detailed description of the whole thing. After listening, Qingxu didn't speak for a long time, and finally said: "although Miao Fenglin is the closed disciple of the headmaster Tian Xu, he was expelled from the school twenty years ago, and he is no longer a member of the Shangqing school. Now after his death, he is buried in Jiugongshan, the name is not right. At present, the elder martial brother is wandering around and doesn't know when he will come back, but the body can't be released for a long time. " "Even if Miao Fenglin was wrong again," when people die, their words are also good. "I hope that the Taoist can be lenient outside the law and meet his final requirements. Xia Bashan pleaded. Qingxu smiled: "the old way is not a pedantic person. Of course, the corpse should be buried. Please rest assured." "Thank you, Taoist." Mr. Xia said thanks. "You said Miao Fenglin would recommend this child? Qingxu looks at Mo Can. "Yes, his name is Mo Can. Xia Bashan replied. "Miao Fenglin is the best one among the disciples of the Shangqing school. What happened twenty years ago can't be entirely blamed on him. The punishment is heavier, but it's also for the sake of the face of the school." "Taoist uncle, what did the master of Miao hall do wrong in those days?" Mo Can couldn't help asking. "This..." Xia Bashan said at the side: "Taoist, if it's not convenient, you don't need to talk about it." "It's not in the way. Miao Fenglin mistakenly made friends with Jin Danzi, who is a heretic, and then he broke two rules by injuring his elder martial brother. Even if the elder martial brother of the leader wanted to get away, he couldn't keep him. Qingxu sighed. "Taoist, is Zhenwu Taoist temple willing to accept Mo Can?" "The headmaster is not at home, and Zhen Yangzi is the Secretary in the temple. It's hard to ask him to nod just now. It's also hard for you to send the corpse thousands of miles away. For the time being, you can live here, and bury the body first. The rest will be discussed later. " Xia Bashan nodded, which is the only way. Qingxu found two old Taoist robes to replace for them, and then he dug a pit in the forest with a hoe. He buried the body of the master of Miao hall and piled a small mound. "People in the Jianghu don't have to pay too much attention to it. Bury them back to Jiugong Mountain to make their wishes. Everything will be decided after the leader's senior brother returns." Qingxu said. "Xia first went down the mountain and disposed of the carriage, which was worth at least ten liang of silver." Xia Bashan said, and then hurried down the mountain. "Kid, come to let the old man see," Qingxu reached out his hand to grasp Mo Can's wrist, and was surprised. "Your body is filled with Qi abnormally. Have you practiced before?" "No," said Mo Can, shaking his head. "It's strange. Is it someone born like this? No wonder Miao Fenglin wants to recommend you. It's really different from ordinary people. Even the experts in our school don't have this aura. It's just that the Qi is disorderly and useless. Qingxu can't help but marvel. "I want to take a bath." Mo Can felt that his sweat was itchy. "Go to Houshan. There is a spring pool under the cliff called Qingshitan. Near there is the forbidden area of our Taoist. Don't run around. Come back after washing." Qingxu gave detailed directions on the path. According to the words of Qingxu, Mo Can walked straight along the forest path for about a long time, and finally came to the end of the path. There is a cliff full of vines in front of you. Mo Can stops his steps, and the sound of running water is heard in his ears. Following the sound, he turns several arrow bamboo forests, and there is a clear water pool in front of him, surrounded by bluestones. A mountain spring falls from the cliff into the pool. It can be seen that there are small fish swimming in it, which is the bluestone pool. The stone wall at the turn of the cliff is engraved with the words "this gate forbidden area". Mo Can looked around and there was no one around, so he took off his clothes and jumped into the pool naked. The pool water is cool and refreshing, and the exhaustion of the day has been wiped out. Looking back on his experience of more than half a year, it makes me feel more dangerous in the Jianghu. I have seen the insidious and cunning of Madame min, director Xue and prefect guida. It's really like "human face and animal heart" as said on the stone wall. How good it would be to live with Amaki Moko. You never need to be aware of any plot and plot. Although you live in the cave and eat and wear, you feel steadfast in your heart. I worked hard to send Bai Xiongdan to Yichang government, but I didn't expect that even the government couldn't believe it, and almost died in the dungeon for life. Now I'm wandering outside, and I'm worried about when my parents won't dare to go back home. He grabbed two weeds and rubbed away the thick mud all over the body, which immediately made him feel fresh. After landing, he stood on the blue stone and waited for the sun to dry the water on his body. He looked at his young and smooth skin, strong and strong muscles, and his eyes fell on the lower abdomen, where some sparse hair had grown. Alas, I don't know when it's going to be next time. It's really not easy to seize the opportunity to practice the essence retrograde. At this time, it seemed that there was a faint sigh from the cliff, but nothing could be heard under the concentration. It's not that there's no one in the forbidden area, Mo Can thought. When he returned to the small courtyard, Mr. Xia just came back, with a wine jar and food in his hand. "Can Taoists also drink and eat meat?" Mo Can asked, looking at the stewed pig's head meat and fat chicken on the table. "Of course, there is no limit to Zhengyi religion except that cattle, tortoises, snake, dogs and wild goose meat can't be eaten, and Quanzhen religion will completely abstain from drinking and meat." Qingxu, the Taoist priest, tore off a chicken leg and put it into his mouth. By the way, he wiped his hands on the Taoist robe and held up the wine glass. Mr. Xia began to talk more when he had a few cups of wine. He chewed pig's ears and said to Mo Can: "just sold the carriage in Xiangyang city for a good price. Now he has the capital to buy some Suzuki doctors and buy some herbal medicines. Tomorrow he will go back to his old business and continue to be a walking doctor." "Don't you worry about the government wanted?" Mo Can asked. "This is Xiangyang Prefecture. No one knows Xia Bashan. Besides, you can't find your way through the villages. Don't worry. You stay in this temple first. The Wushan Gang knows that the master of Miao hall has been expelled from the school by the Shangqing school, so it's absolutely unexpected that you will hide in this temple. When the matter is settled, if you haven't been enrolled in religion, you can come back to Yunnan to continue to run our Bashan medical institution. " "OK." Mo Can thought it was the only way. Qingxu said in the side: "Mo Can, you are good at root and bone. It's really a good material for martial arts. The old Taoist is very fond of it. When the elder martial brother of the headmaster comes back, he will surely persuade him to accept you as a disciple of Zhenwu Taoist temple." Mo Can thought of the sentence on the stone wall: "monks, monks and nuns, have seen a few people who have been practicing fruit. Sit for decades, silently recite ten thousand scriptures, stubborn to sit, and in the air loft, it's a mistake." I thought to myself, I don't want to be like those old monks in the Gantong temple. For several ten years, I meditated and recited scriptures on the same futon, until I died of old age. In the morning of the next day, Xia Bashan said goodbye to Taoist Qingxu, and Mo Can sent him to the foot of the mountain. "I'll come to see you often," said Xia Bashan. Looking at Mr. Xia's far away back, Mo Can's nose was acid and almost shed tears. Zhenwu Taoist temple is divided into three views: the front, the middle and the back. The back view is Zhenwu hall, the middle view is Yuhuang hall, and the front view is Lingguan hall and Shanmen. The headmaster Tianxu Zhenren is in the east side hall on weekdays, which is also the place where the upper Qing school deliberates. The west side hall is the Sutra Pavilion, which is managed by Taoist Qingxu. It's rainy in late spring, and it's been going on and on. Mo Can went to the Sutra pavilion to read books in the daytime when he was free. He was brought by Taoist Qingxu, and other Taoists were also inconvenient to ask. There are many books in the pavilion, such as the three classics of Taoism, the Daodejing, the Nanhua classic and the Chongxu classic, as well as many ancient books. He read the book shentongqi written by Wei Boyang in the Eastern Han Dynasty and baopuzi written by Ge Hong in the Jin Dynasty. He found that the practice was so complicated and complicated. No wonder there were so many cultivators in the past thousands of years, but there were almost no winners, and the life span was exhausted. Only alchemy made him feel fresh. For example, "baopuzi neipian" described the collection and application of various kinds of Dan medicines including five ganoderma, mica, realgar, jade, pearl, herbal medicine, cinnabar, turpentine, etc. , which was much more complex and magical than when he was in the Baishan medical care pharmacy. When he read books about alchemy, he secretly remembered the methods and steps of alchemy. At night, Mo Can still got up on time to adjust his luck, but it seemed that he had encountered a bottleneck. No matter how hard he tried, he never made much progress. Sometimes in his sleep, the spermatozoon runs, and it's already released after waking up. It's always one step short of luck retrograde. He more and more thinks that the sentence "the essence of the cultivator is retrograde, and the holy embryo is formed" on the stone wall may have other meanings. It seems that it's hard to understand just by exploring on his own. He is ready to test and ask Taoist Qingxu in private to see if he knows any way to make the essence retrograde. The