Chapter 104: Wind and Thunder at Hand (Middle)

Wudang since the old master Wang Chonglou died, this is not much incense will be reduced by a few points, but fortunately the nearly 1,000 old Taoist, middle-aged priests and Taoist children are used to living in poverty, house leakage sewing, shirt old sewing, cultivate a few puddles of vegetables, raise a few cages of chickens and ducks, but there is no resentment. At this time a young Taoist squatting behind the Xuanwudangxing pagoda sighing, followed by squatting a few nearby Taoist temple in the naughty sweeping Taoist children, one by one, scrambling to be this Taoist priest to say some book love story, this story can be more interesting than the Taoist scriptures to listen to the story of much more, but is too bleak point, in which the men and women how there is no good end, listening to the side of this storytelling to the end of the end of the more and more disturbed! This is not to hold on to the master to take the board to whip also want to escape from the Taoist class sneak out?

“Tai Shang Shi Zu, this book why there are so many riddles, wine orders and poetry miles, it is not all a person came up with it, if it is true, write this book have to have how much learning to be able to do? If it were true, how learned would he be to write this book? He could almost be compared to Master Taishang, right?” A only Wudang Mountain not two years of kung fu little Taoist boy timidly asked, the little Taoist born red lips and white teeth, very spiritual. Hands resting on the cheeks looking hard to the side of the master’s master’s master’s master’s master’s uncle, in accordance with the reasoning of this should be called the head teacher, but the view seems to say that this is not too much like the master’s master’s uncle, still according to the seniority to shout.

“Nonsense, the one who wrote this book can’t be as learned as the master uncle!” A slightly earlier into the mountain of the young Taoist monk out to hit a chestnut, a face of righteousness austere, was taught the young little Taoist boy holding his head did not dare to retort.

“It’s not nonsense. If the one who wrote the book and I debate Taoist righteousness and reasoning, I guess I can’t say, but these love affairs, I’m a hundred thousand miles behind. This is the reason that there are specialties in the arts, and when you study the scriptures with the masters in the future and encounter problems, do not think that what the masters say is right. Some masters chastise and you do not feel wrong things, you can go to the Lotus Peak to find me, if I still say you are wrong, you are still unconvinced, you can also go down the mountain to find a right or wrong, if one day feel that we have found the answer to the question, I and the masters are wrong, you can go back to the mountain to tell us that we really are wrong, if you find yourself wrong, do not feel ashamed of it, remember that the door to our Wudang never closes. ” The young Taoist priest smiled and rubbed the head of the youngest Taoist priest with a warm smile.

“Taishang Senior Uncle, I think it’s just wrong for Master to hit us on the board whenever he’s upset, don’t you think so?” That youngest Daoist child innocently asked.

The young Taoist priest laughed softly, “I was beaten a few times when I was a child, but at this moment, I know that the big many times is indeed the self is wrong, a few times is not right, and over time, it will not be taken into account, the master masters are not temperless saints, it is inevitable that there will be some mistakes. Wudang thousands of years, recorded in the books of the Taoist priests have more than 100,000, but the sculpture of Xuanwu Tianzun only one, we ah, including me, are ordinary people, have to allow others to make a mistake, to allow their own mistakes, do not want to take the bull’s-eye, that will have to live unhappily. It is not easy to come to the world for a walk, always bored and angry, you are the high emperor and generals, but also boring, besides, we are out of the world, glory and wealth and so on, nothing more than passing clouds, the road into the rubble of all the gold, potion in the furnace of its own spring, Wudang for my pillow, my pillow is the Wudang, is enough.”

A slightly older young Taoist quietly said: “Master uncle, can hear that the rich and powerful people are eating meat every day, I can crave, hungry chanting when I always think of drooling.”

Handsome and elegant out of the highest generation of young Taoist priest smiled and said: “Eat meat every day and day-to-day tea is not the same, Qingfeng, master uncle to give you ten steamed buns, the first tasted delicious, that the tenth steamed buns is what is the taste?”

Road number Qingfeng little Taoist priest said with a bitter face: “Ten steamed buns, hold up.”

The young uncle laughed: “Yes, on the mountain and off the mountain are this reason, the head teacher brother said the high road is not as high as the heart, if we are greedy, there is no end to the mountain Lu Zu ascended to the Immortal before hanging the sword in the Nangong Yuejiaotou, the most powerful part of the sword know what is it?”

“I heard the master say that he can fly the sword for thousands of miles!”

“Surely it is to eliminate demons and devils ah!”

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The answers are all kinds of strange, the young uncle listened to the smile, wait for silence, only soft voice: “Lu Zu seems to leave three feet sword, actually left the root of the Tao and Wudang, teach us to use the green blade sword to cut off the worry, greed and lust.”

“Lust?” The youngest Taoist boy looked puzzled. The rest of the few clueless and slightly knowledgeable young Taoist boys hemmed and hawed.

“The book I’m reading is called ‘The First Snowfall in the East Chamber’, and some of the skimmed over male and female matters in it are just that.” The young senior uncle smiled and said.

“Does Senior Uncle Tai have a lustful desire?” The little guy got to the bottom of it.

Without waiting for the Senior Uncle Ancestor to reply, the little guy was beaten up by his younger brothers and uncles.

The young senior uncle once again rubbed his little head for him and softly said, “Yes.”

A burst of surprised ah ah sounds resounded around him, but no one felt that the self-proclaimed lustful young ancestor figure on Wudang Mountain would not be tall, uneducated, and amiable in such a way.

The young senior ancestor laughed, “It is not a bad thing to know oneself to be bad. This is generally the same as our Taoist priests seek the heavenly way, since I know that it is not in my hands, before I have to go to seek a way.”

“Senior Uncle Ancestor, you haven’t sought the Dao yet?” A young Taoist priest asked apprehensively.

“It’s hard to say.” The young Senior Uncle Ancestor said matter-of-factly.

At this time, a group of elderly visitors from Yongzhou finally walked through more than ten miles of sacred path, panting to the pagoda, the young Taoist priest immediately got up, greeted the side of the small Taoist priests together to help carry the bag. On the mountain, the Taoist children skilfully introduced the Wudang mountain scenery and Taoist temple, the old incense burners are about to think that the young Taoist priests can be close and lovely, are exposed to the vicissitudes of the smile, walk and stop, the fatigue gradually disappeared, the young master granduncle knows that the younger generation is impossible to send to the top of the mountain, let them go down the mountain first, and take up all the bags alone, the old people feel sorry for the young Taoist priests who did not speak much on the way smiled and said it’s all right, it’s all right, the old incense burners to see him go up the mountain such as the The line of clouds and water, indescribable magical style, indeed does not seem to be in the pretense of relaxation, then rest assured that many, without the young Taoist, the old incense finally asked a slightly sensitive issue, can not get around the old and new Wudang Mountain two masters, this group of Yongzhou old incense to Wudang last time was more than ten years ago, this time is almost the last time to climb the mountain to burn incense, most of them do not have a bad impression of the Wudang, only the family’s children and grandchildren are more willing to travel far away from their homes Go to Longhu Mountain, their bones can not walk, but the words revealed that they can be young for twenty years, maybe this trip really went to the three consecutive masters of Longhu Mountain.

The young Taoist priest who carried a lot of bags heard these, did not say anything, just smile, look naive. Look in the eyes of the old incense burner, on the contrary, than trying to give Wudang Mountain to say good words to the eyes of a lot of comfortable.

All the way slowly up the mountain, near the top of the mountain, only to meet an old Taoist monk sitting looking at the sea of clouds to realize the Tao.

The old Taoist monk could hardly recognize the appearance of the young Taoist monk who came up the mountain with a heavy load, and hurriedly got up and bowed respectfully, saying, “I’ve seen the Sect Leader.”

The young Taoist monk smiled and nodded, considered to have greeted him.

A dozen or so of the old incense burners don’t quite believe their ears, and all looked toward the young Taoist priest who had accompanied them all the way to hear how great Longhu Mountain was, and how cool Wudang Mountain was.

They did hear that the headmaster of Wudang Mountain is surprisingly young, this trip to Wudang to burn incense is a big reason to hope to meet with the new headmaster on the one side, far from seeing a few eyes, as a dip in the immortal energy is also good.

Wudang regardless of how the century how decline, is ultimately once the power of the Dragon Tiger Mountain of Taoism ancestor, there is the immortal Wang Chonglou Jade in front, for the new head of the coach, the customers are still heart and soul as a god of high people.

But this young fairy, how to give us this bunch of bad old man backpack?