Volume 1: Wind Rising From the Mountains and Swamps Chapter 5: Night
Night, Xuanyuan Temple.
After the master and apprentice had finished dinner, the younger one lit the oil lamp in the master's house.
Taoist Priest Qingyun's house is behind the main hall, and it is equally shabby inside. He sat on the couch with his eyes closed.
Xiao Yi came forward, found a futon and sat opposite the master.
"Master! I remember that our Xuanyuan Temple does not have the ability to tap acupoints! Could it be that the Xuanyuan Sword Technique can also be used to tap acupoints?"
"Oh! Did Xiao Yi see it too?" Long eyebrows twitched, Taoist Priest Qingyun opened his eyes and asked with a smile.
"Hey! That's right! You don't even know who Xiao Yi is. Xiao Yi is Master's good disciple, and he is also the 21st Master of Xuanyuan Temple!" Taking advantage of Master's good mood, Xiao Yi said hurriedly and obediently .
"Haha! You naughty boy, you are naughty!" Taoist priest Qingyun also broke out into a smile, changing his usual appearance of a taciturn master in front of others.
Xiao Yi knew that as long as the master and apprentice were alone together, the master was very gentle and casual. Sometimes he even bickered and joked with Xiao Yi, but he was no longer as majestic as before. Only when the master is silent, the old face, lonely expression, tall body and inner eyes will make Xiao Yi feel that the master at this time is a tree, a cypress on the top of a mountain. Lonely, but experienced vicissitudes of life. And this tree is Xiao Yi's only support in this world.
Seeing Xiao Yi's searching and focused eyes, Taoist Priest Qingyun was very pleased. He knew that Xiao Tian was talented, simple and honest. He suffered a lot at a young age, but he did not improve his good nature. Although he is a bit naughty and restless, this is nothing more than normal for a child who is only thirteen years old. Entrusting Xuanyuan Guan's future to such a child, Taoist Priest Qingyun felt an indescribable bitterness and helplessness in his heart.
There may not be other reasons for raising Xiao Yi himself. And for more than ten years, although the two are very different in age, this kind of family relationship like father and son is a fact. This is also a place that makes Elder Qingyun very happy. It's just that I have failed to achieve anything in my life, and my longevity is running out day by day. It would be a lie to say that I have no regrets. How can you give up so easily after pursuing a lifelong dream?
But now Qingyunzi also has a wish, which is to teach Xiao Yi as much as possible what he has learned in his life, and to make Xiao Yi's future journey easier. No matter what happens to Xuanyuan Guan in the future, no matter what path Xiao Yi takes in the future, at least when I leave here, I will worry less about Xiao Yi's future and pray more!
Looking at the master who was deep in thought and silent, Xiao Yi approached the master, gently pulled the sleeves of the master's robe, tilted his head, and said: "Master, tell Xiao Yi!"
"Haha! That's what happens when people get old. Master is distracted again! Okay! Master will tell Xiao Yi more tonight." Qingyunzi touched Xiao Yi's head and said. Xiao Yi was sensible enough to say nothing and waited quietly for the master to speak.
"Being a master is not a Taoist practice at a young age like you. I was twenty years old when I met your master who was wandering around, my master Taiyi. He was very good at martial arts, but he had a poor reputation in the world. Obviously, because he has no intention of pursuing fame and wealth in the world, and Xuanyuan Guan has declined, fewer people know him. The old man traveled thousands of miles throughout the Shang Dynasty, looking for teachers and Taoists, hoping to learn the supreme method of becoming an immortal. ……Um?"
Taoist Priest Qingyun paused, saw Xiao Yi scratching his head, and suddenly smiled and said: "Don't be anxious, listen to me, master, and speak slowly!"
"Yes! Xiao Yi knows, master, go on!" Xiao Yi responded obediently.
"Back then, I was as curious as you and didn't believe in the theory of becoming an immortal. But your master told me that he once had the chance to see a man with a sword flying in the sky on the seashore thousands of miles away in the east of the Shang Dynasty. Immortal. Your master believed that this was a great opportunity, so he begged the Immortal to accept him as his disciple, but the Immortal told him that he was not an Immortal either. "
Speaking of this, Taoist Priest Qingyun looked deep in thought again, but he looked sideways at Xiao Yi. Xiao Yi's eyes widened as he was teased by his master. He stuck out his tongue at the master and made a face. Taoist Priest Qingyun smiled, twirled his long beard with his hand, and continued:
"This immortal said that he is just a cultivator, not a real immortal. And there are no immortals in this world. Your master is determined to worship him as his teacher in order to learn the way to cultivate immortality. And this person But he said that your master did not have immortal roots, so he did not have this opportunity. Your master asked again what immortal roots are. This person said that the world is chaotic, and yin and yang are divided into five elements. If the body has the innate roots of the five elements, it is immortal root, but it has immortal roots. There may not be one person among ten thousand people. After this person answered your master's words, he left with his sword. "
"That's flying with a sword! As unrestrained as a bird..."
Qingyunzi twirled his beard with his hand, looking at the place where the lights were flashing, and there was a beating light flashing in his eyes. In the silent Xuanyuan Temple, only his low and long voice sounded.
"Your master has the inheritance of the immortal magic of Xuanyuan Temple, but he is not allowed to enter. You are unwilling! So you are still wandering around looking for opportunities, and no longer have the intention to manage the declining Xuanyuan Temple. And for the inheritance of Xuanyuan Temple, you accept I am a disciple. I also admired Master's peak martial arts and was also obsessed with the Xian family's martial arts, so I accompanied Master back to Xuanyuan Temple. A hundred years later, I continued to travel around as Master did in previous years. .Seventy years! How many ups and downs we have experienced!
"But as a teacher, I am based on health-preserving Taoism. I have also learned the martial arts and Qihuang techniques. I also know a little bit about the acupuncture points that can only be performed by masters of the martial arts. But to do acupoints, there are special acupoint techniques. And I Xuanyuan Guan's swordsmanship is extraordinary, his sword technique is extremely precise, and his acupuncture techniques are no worse than Jianghu's."
"Years ago, I met Yuan Wanzhang of the Taiping Escort who was injured in a fight on the road, so I treated his injuries. At that time, I remembered that he had external injuries, but today I saw that he suffered internal injuries. The Escort has used medicine to activate his blood and strengthen his body. However, the qi and blood are stagnant in the chest, making the person drowsy. I use internal energy to tap the acupuncture points to loosen the collaterals and activate blood circulation. Finally, I hit the Feishu point with my palms. The congestion in the chest is eliminated, and the breath is unobstructed, and the person wakes up naturally. "
"The acupuncture points on the meridians of the human body are connected with the medical meridians. You can send out internal energy and apply a point on the acupuncture points, which is the so-called acupuncture point. This method can save people, but it can also kill people!"
Hearing this, Xiao Yi nodded secretly. What the master said makes sense. For example, the Jade Pillow, Tianzhu and other points on the back of the human head have different effects depending on the severity of the force. A heavy blow can kill people instantly. of.
"Twelve years ago, I became tired of wandering around, and no longer attached to the art of heaven and immortality. And I was already old. Even if I had the chance again, it was too late, so I turned back to Xuanyuan Guan. Passing by Tianping Town, a hundred miles away, I met mountain people who were harmed by bandits, including your parents..."
Speaking of this, Taoist Priest Qingyun's expression became solemn.
Xiao Yi looked at the master in surprise when he heard this. Why would Master say these things today? He remembered that he had asked Master about his life experience, but Master was unwilling to tell him. After that, he never spoke in front of Master again. Master, what's going on?
"Nothing to make a fuss about, I just said it when it was time to say it."
Taoist Priest Qingyun patted Xiao Yi's head.
"Your father's name is Lin Kaishan. Your family is in a village called Xiaotian'ao near Tianping Town. There should be an uncle in your family.
Your parents entrusted you to me, and I took you back to Xuanyuan Temple. "
"Then...then how did my parents die at that time? Where did the bandits who killed my parents come from?" Xiao Yi asked hesitantly, his face a little pale.
"I don't know! I don't know! You can check these by yourself later! Okay! Master is tired! It's time for you to do your homework tonight." Taoist Priest Qingyun brushed his sleeves, as casually as usual, He drove Xiao Yi away slightly impatiently.
Xiao Yi, who seemed to have woken up, hurriedly replied: "I understand, Master, please rest in peace!" After saying that, he blew out the light for the Master, and watched the Master disappear into the darkness, and then slowly retreated.
"Don't forget to send some money to Lao Lu down the mountain tomorrow morning!"
The master's old and tired voice came from behind. Xiao Yi paused and then walked out silently.
…
The moonlight is like water, bathing the Waniu Stone and the little one on the stone.
There was no wind on the top of the immortal tonight, it was quiet.
Under the moonlight, Xiao Yi sat cross-legged quietly.
After a long time, Xiao Yi could not enter concentration. One moment in my mind is Xiao Tian'ao, the other is my father Lin Kaishan, the other is the flying immortal with the sword, and the other is the old face of the master...
Shaking his head and putting aside his random thoughts, Xiao Yi slowly opened his eyes. For some reason, he felt vaguely uneasy. For the sake of my parents who are no longer alive? When he was thirteen years old, the appearance of his parents was very vague, and they mostly appeared in dreams. Although he felt an inexplicable sadness and a touch of loss in his heart, he couldn't figure out or see what kind of mood it was. through. Perhaps, this is just a kind of blood and family affection!
Master is the only relative in the world!
How great it would be to fly! Like a bird...
Xiao Yi also longed for the kind of carefree world that Master said. But these are not the reasons. What is it that makes me feel uneasy?
…
Under the same moonlight, a hundred miles away from the Immortal Summit, there is a dark wind outlet.
In the Black Wind Village next to the Black Wind Gate, the torches were brightly lit in the Juyi Hall. There was a stretcher on the ground in the middle of the room. On it lay a man covered in cloth strips, which were soaked in blood.
Five or six figures were shaking around the stretcher.
The boss, Liu Yidao, was pacing back and forth anxiously. On his dark face, there was a scar across half of his cheek. In the light and darkness of the torch, the purple scars on his face looked even more sinister.
Standing next to him was a thin middle-aged man wearing a Confucian shirt, his head lowered and silent. His complexion was scorched yellow, with a few sparse rat whiskers under his jaw, and a pair of rat eyes that kept moving. This is the military advisor of the village, known as Mr. Wu.
Mr. Wu stared at the sleeping person on the stretcher and said faintly: "This Mr. Qian, Daxia Qian! Who is the leader of the martial arts sect, what is the master of the martial arts, what are you talking about giving us a fortune..."
Liu Yidao interrupted Mr. Wu with a hateful voice: "We helped him, even at the risk of falling out with the Taiping Escort Bureau, and robbed the escort for him. Hum! He was so lucky, but he was chopped to death by Yuan Wanzhang of the Taiping Escort Bureau. Where are we? What kind of wealth are you going to seek? If you don't care about his big sect, I..." As he said this, there was a trace of fear in his expression.
"Brother! What is so strange about the goods delivered by this escort? Is it worthy for a hall master from the Canghai Gang to come in person and promise us great benefits?"
asked a man with an evil voice. This is Liu Yidao's brother, the second head of Heifeng Village, named Qian Hu.
Liu Yidao glared at Qian Hu, silently returned to a wooden chair in the middle of the hall, sat down, and sighed.
"Hey! Second in charge, let me talk about this!" Mr. Wu tried to smooth things over with a dry laugh.
"According to reports from Shanzhai brothers, this escort is a batch of stones imported from neighboring countries by the Tianlong Sect, the largest sect in the world. We don't know how valuable this batch of stones is. I don't know why I don't use my own people to escort them, but let ordinary people escort them. The escort agency came to take this trip. And the leader of the Canghai Gang, Qian, came to the door and promised that as long as we help him rob this batch of stones, someone from the Canghai Gang will come to take care of him, and we can become his Canghai. Help the leader of the clan and become the leader of the Black Wind Hall, and you will be protected by the Canghai Gang forever."
"If we don't agree to this condition, we can get a reward of one hundred thousand taels. But we must keep this matter completely confidential, otherwise, the Canghai Gang will not admit it afterwards and will take the opportunity to eradicate our Heifeng Village."
"Damn it! Now we have kidnapped the escort, but Mr. Qian is seriously injured, and there is no one to send a message to the Canghai Gang. We can't eat even if we are guarding a pile of rocks!" Qian Hu roared loudly.
"Hmph! It's all my fault that I was obsessed with it and agreed to this matter. This Mr. Qian asked several doctors to treat him up and down the mountain, but his injuries are still unknown, and his life and death are unknown. We can't rely on the Canghai Gang for the time being. And Yuan Wanzhang's life and death are also unknown. If their escort agency and We are fighting to the death, are we going to go back to the Thousand Miles Taiping Mountains and drill into the ravines?" Liu Yidao said with regret as he slapped the armrest of the chair hard.
"Yuan Wanzhang is not dead." Mr. Wu replied, twirling his whiskers and shaking his head.
"What? Why didn't I know, Mr. Wu..." Liu Yidao looked stern and asked sternly.
Mr. Wu leaned down and said with a horrified look on his face: "Just now the brother from down the mountain came to report on horseback, saying that Yuan Wanzhang from the Taiping Escort Bureau was rescued today. He didn't have time to report to the boss. Please forgive me, forgive me." crime!"
Seeing Mr. Wu's careful look, Liu Yidao snorted with satisfaction: "Yuan Wanzhang's injury is also very serious. I haven't heard of any famous doctors in Taiping Town! Otherwise..." Liu Yidao hesitated in his heart, and he frowned. He frowned and glanced at the stretcher on the ground.
"Report to the boss!"
Mr. Wu's eyes turned quickly, and he stepped forward with a sinister smile on his face and said, "I heard that the old Taoist priest from Xuanyuan Temple rescued me!" Seeing Liu Yidao looking at him with wide eyes, he flattered him and said, "I heard that this Although the old Taoist priest is old, he has excellent medical skills. Moreover, there are only two masters and apprentices in the Taoist temple, one old and one young. They usually work alone and are not very noticeable. This is all because of the efforts of the brothers. Come.”
Liu Yidao stood up and said loudly: "Okay -!"
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