The First Sword of the Earth

The longer he spent on the mountain, the more Wang Sheng got to know about 'Buyan Taoist' and 'Buyu Fairy', the more he felt like a woodcutter who had accidentally sneaked into the fairy's den...

I really don't know how the master taught such a senior sister, who has a pure heart and no distracting thoughts, but is not ignorant of anything, and her thorough understanding of the Tao is almost engraved in her bones.

Wang Sheng often feels that ordinary people like him can only pursue the Tao and continue to practice, but the senior sister walks in the world with the Tao, which is different from ordinary people.

Mu Wanxuan doesn't lack the concept of treating things normally, but she doesn't quite understand why there are differences between men and women.

Sister, besides being in a daze and practicing martial arts, she just watches TV and reads books every day. This is a very monotonous and boring life for modern people, but for her, she feels full of satisfaction every day.

Of course, the more monstrous one was his master Qing Yanzi.

Talking about the scriptures, this is Qing Yanzi's professional skill;

Physiognomy, divination, and doing things are all for Qing Yanzi to make a living;

But Qing Yanzi's attainments in the 'Dharma' are so profound that he is definitely at the level of a hundred-year-old master!

From fists and feet to weapons such as swords, from the appearance and four images to the seven stars and gossip, from the art of alchemy with talismans, to exorcising ghosts and praying for blessings, to Taoist medicine, health preservation, and Wudang horse killing chickens, they are all extremely profound.

Even forging iron, plowing fields, repairing TVs, searching for seeds and selling them to little Taoist priests on the mountain... Cough, let's not mention these insignificant things for now.

How can you master so many skills in just over forty years of life?

It's just a set of Seven Star Sword Formation. After Wang Sheng practiced for half a year, he could barely exert a little power.

Wang Sheng reckoned that he wanted to reach the level when his master demonstrated for him, and under the premise of constant guidance from his master, it would be difficult to achieve it within a few years without sleepless nights.

And how much of this kind of profound dao and martial arts master Qing Yanzi still has, no one can tell.

But even such an omnipotent master, in Wang Sheng's view, has not been so smooth all his life...

Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, and there is a hurdle in Qing Yanzi's heart that he cannot overcome.

During the ninth and ninth Double Ninth Festival of the lunar calendar, Wang Sheng was dragged by his master to drink once, and after two or three glasses of wine, Qing Yanzi dragged his apprentice to call himself "our father and two", and confided in Wang Sheng and senior sister Wanxuan matter of heart.

That was Qing Yanzi's regret in this life, and Qing Yanzi blamed himself till now.

More than twenty years ago, before Qing Yanzi went to Wudang Mountain, he was wandering around with Wang Sheng's teacher.

The young and energetic Qing Yanzi met, fell in love with, and became acquainted with a beautiful young lady when he went down the mountain to practice in the capital. Then Qing Yanzi secretly fell in love with Wang Sheng's master behind his back for three years with that incomparably gentle young lady, meeting in various places in the mountains, outside the mountains, in the fields, and in small hotels...

Later, the young lady became pregnant, and Qing Yanzi wanted to marry her, but was strongly blocked by the master.

The master's attitude is to let Qing Yanzi abide by the oath he made when he first started. He must give up everything in the world, return to the mountains and forests, stay away from the chaos of the world, and use this life to protect the Taoism that has been passed down for thousands of years.

Just like Wang Sheng's master and his master's master.

On one side is the master whose body is almost unbearable due to the kindness of nurturing, and on the other side is the lover who is pregnant with Liujia...

Qing Yanzi fell into a dilemma for a while.

He originally wanted to procrastinate and serve his master for the last time, let his lover give birth to the child, and secretly ask someone to help him raise it.

As long as Master Wang Sheng is a hundred years later, the two of them can stay together, and the family can also be reunited.

But Wang Sheng's teacher's wife is very stubborn. She was very disappointed with Qing Yanzi's decision, and she lost contact with Qing Yanzi overnight, and disappeared into the vast sea of ​​people. She has not heard from Qing Yanzi for more than ten years.

Qing Yanzi let out a long sigh, and his eyes turned red. He took out two photos in his arms, looked at them for a long time, and then handed them to Wang Sheng.

"The only regret in my life as a teacher,

It's just that I failed to take good care of her when she needed it the most, let alone my child. Even now, I dare not even see her face.

I am ashamed of being a teacher, and my heart is in debt, and it is always rare to achieve perfection.

But fortunately, she gave birth safely, and she should have lived well these years... This was sent to me by someone she entrusted the year before last. The teacher's child is a daughter, who is about the same age as you and Xiaoxuan. "

In the slightly yellowed photo, a beautiful woman with ear-length short hair was standing with a smile on her face. She was indeed as good as Master.

In another newer photo, the squinting and smiling girl also has a handsome face, somewhat resembling the corners of Master's eyebrows...

"Master, don't be sad."

Wang Sheng was also at a loss for words. After thinking about it carefully, he whispered: "When a woman is pregnant, her endocrine system is different from normal, so it is easy to go off the beaten track...Master, you have your own difficulties, but there is nothing wrong with your wife. The fault is not with Master and Mistress, but with the stereotypes and bad habits of old age."

"Yes! It's these stereotypes and bad habits that really hurt me!"

Qing Yanzi was a little excited, and put one hand on Wang Sheng's shoulder, hiccupping, "Xiao Sheng, don't worry! Master, I am very open-minded!

In the future, if you want to marry a wife, you can marry a wife, and if you want to have a child, you can have a child. Master will help you take care of it, no problem!

As long as you are devoted to your wife and don't mess with the relationship between men and women, nothing will happen!

If you have successfully cultivated Taoism, master will help you apply for a Taoist academy, and you will be able to receive a Taoist certificate after graduation. It is no problem to receive subsidies from the association every month, do rituals, tell fortunes to others, and support a family. "

Wang Sheng suddenly smiled wryly, but his heart was warm.

Because the master has actually seriously considered the future of his second apprentice.

But there are some things that cannot be said at this time...

In a few months, the vitality of heaven and earth will come, and these inheritances that have been passed down for thousands of years will shine brightly...

At that time, the situation and circumstances of the monks will also undergo earth-shaking changes.

The master sighed a few times, leaned back on the rattan chair and fell asleep; Wang Sheng looked at the half glass of white wine in front of the master, and couldn't laugh or cry.

It's better not to let Master drink alcohol in the future.

There is always a chance to make up for these regrets of Master.

"Hey," the senior sister stretched out her hand, and Wang Sheng handed over the photo.

The senior sister seemed a little lost in her eyes, staring at Qingyanzi's daughter for a long time.

She must be a little jealous. To her, the master is actually half of her father.

"Senior Sister," Wang Sheng muttered in a low voice, "As disciples, we should also share Master's worries. When we have the opportunity in the future, we should also advise Master to visit Master Mistress and Junior Sister. Don't let Master leave too many regrets."

Mu Wanxuan answered seriously with a small face, and put the photo back in Master's arms with a bit of thought in her eyes.

Qing Yanzi suddenly opened his eyes, pointed at the night sky with his left hand, and shouted:

"Chen! Standard! Ugly! Xi!"

Then he closed his eyes, lay down on the chair and continued to snore like thunder.

Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan glanced at each other, it was the first time they saw their master lose their composure, and then tacitly took out their respective mobile phones... and took a quick photo.

Take a look at my sister's old 'N' function phone...

Hidden weapon, this should be a hidden weapon!

Cooperating with the inner strength of the senior sister, it can definitely cause lethality comparable to rubber bullets!

...

Summer goes to autumn, and winter comes.

As the New Year approaches, Wudang Mountain ushers in the first snow. The peaks, Taoist temples, pines, cypresses, and dead branches are decorated with white snow, like a fairyland.

In front of the small courtyard, on the snowy ground, a figure grasped a wooden sword and moved it back and forth, rehearsing the seven-star sword formation. Just talking about the sword moves, people can already see all the subtleties in it.

What's even more rare is that his sword moves and body skills complement each other. If you look closely at his feet, the footprints seem to be related to each other.

If you look carefully, there are only forty-nine footprints in total, and the figure dancing sword is running back and forth on his footprints, which is not bad at all.

Although there is only a wooden sword in his hand, there are still bursts of sword whistles accompanying him.

In the cold weather, the senior sister was eating corn by the fire in the house, but Wang Sheng still insisted on practicing swords for at least eight hours a day.

In fact, apart from daily meditation practice, study of Dao scriptures, listening to master's sermons, and the inevitable eating and sleeping, Wang Sheng devoted the rest of his time and energy to practicing the Seven Star Sword Formation.

However, within a few months, he trampled on 'not a single blade of grass' in the courtyard, so he had to move the place where he practiced swords to an open space outside the courtyard.

The fact that Wang Sheng's progress on the Seven Star Sword Formation was so rapid was naturally related to the fact that he was also a swordsman in his previous life.

Boys, more or less have a dream of a sword fairy.

Before going up the mountain, Wang Sheng barely had the precipitation of kendo practice, and now Qing Yanzi is constantly pointing at him.

There is such an 'extraordinary' entry in half a year, which is actually completely reasonable.

But with the 'Buyu Fairy' on the side for comparison, Wang Sheng has no right to be complacent at all. ——Senior Sister felt that this set of sword formations was meaningless two months ago, and continued to ponder her changes in Liangyi Tai Chi and Bagua.

Driven by the three-pointed competitive spirit, it was difficult for Wang Sheng to breathe a sigh of relief, so he could only keep urging himself.

Anyway, if you have enough rest every day, it will not affect the state of the next day.

Standing with the sword closed, his whole body was already dripping with sweat, and puffs of white air rose from his forehead.

Wang Sheng didn't dare to exhale the breath in his chest easily, he held the wooden sword instead, and pressed it slowly with both hands, feeling that the meridians all over his body were warmed by more than half of them being opened up by the master, and he was very comfortable.

At the foot of the mountain, Qing Yanzi came leisurely with two new quilts between his left and right sides, Wang Sheng greeted him with a smile, the mountain road had already been swept clean by him and the snow fell.

When entering the gate of the courtyard, Qing Yanzi suddenly stopped and said calmly:

"Luoxue is not as cold as melting snow. Starting tonight, you should also sleep on the Kang in the north room."

"Yes..." Wang Sheng was obviously taken aback, and then hurriedly said: "Master, just let Senior Sister sleep, I'm fine."

"Kang is so big, you two should sleep on one side," Qing Yanzi looked at his second apprentice with a half-smile, "Why, don't you even think about your senior sister?"

"How could it be, Master, is the disciple that kind of person..."

Wang Sheng answered with a little confidence.

Senior sister half a year ago, that is, when he first went up the mountain, he had already made up for his congenital deficiencies. In the past six months, his growth has been "amazing".

"This is also a test of your mind." Qing Yanzi patted Wang Sheng's shoulder with a smile, "Be simple, young man. You and your senior sister can change these two quilts. Her bed has been used for seven or eight years. , I can no longer keep out the cold.”

Wang Sheng's legs gave way, and he almost knelt down to his master.

Master, what does this mean, intentionally matchmaking?

It shouldn't be, the senior sister is so innocent... No, it's almost like a piece of plastic wrap! There is no such concept at all!

Wang Sheng knocked on his head, adhering to the heart of cultivating the Tao and seeking the truth, with no other distractions.

When Mu Wanxuan heard Wang Sheng said that she would come to live with her at night, she was overjoyed. She heated the kang to keep it warm, and even deliberately gave up the two new quilts to her younger brother.

Wang Sheng sternly refused with a red face, wrapped in the thin quilt he had covered since summer, and dared not take off his clothes, he tried his best to squeeze into the corner... almost squeezed himself into the wall.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, he felt a finger poke him lightly.

Turning his head, he immediately saw the aggrieved little face in the bed next door, those talking eyes seemed to be asking Wang Sheng why he was hiding so far away from her.

Wang Sheng sighed in his heart, turned around to face his senior sister, and said, "I'm just, a little embarrassed."

Only then did Mu Wanxuan heave a sigh of relief, she groped under the pillow for a while with her little hands, and found a small backgammon box.

Wang Sheng couldn't help laughing, but he really didn't have any distracting thoughts in his heart.

"You can only play for half an hour, otherwise you will be yawning all over the place when you meditate tomorrow, and Master will scold us again."

"Um!"