Chapter 218 Return to the True Self (2 in 1)

Chapter 219 Return to the True Self (2 in 1)

The resonant voice echoed between the peaks, startling flocks of birds.

The many disciples at the foot of the mountain also raised their heads and listened for a while.

"Is the old master calling Master Zhou to answer the phone again?"

"It should be."

"Don't you have a communication talisman? Why do you use this method?"

"Maybe this is the unique way of communication of the senior masters."

"Oh, I've learned it!"

On the top of the mountain, after the old master shouted this sentence, he immediately used the method skillfully and pointed a finger at the communication talisman.

The "Zhang Cunyi, you old——" that just came out immediately disappeared.

Then he sealed his ear acupoints again, put his hands behind his back, and walked leisurely down the mountain.

Strips of light suddenly shot out from both sides of the road, and even the birds in the bird's nest looked at their eggs suddenly breaking open in a daze, and a communication talisman flew out with a "whoosh".

One by one, the communication talismans exploded around Zhang Cunyi like small fireworks.

Hehehe, Zhou Lao Zamao, although your means of hiding the communication talismans have become a little more advanced, no matter how cunning you are, I, the old Taoist, can only seal your ears with one move.

How should you deal with it?

Suddenly, the surface of a communication talisman lit up with golden light, and an invisible wave spread out from the surface of the communication talisman.

The closed ear canal can not prevent the wave from entering at all.

The old Taoist's face changed drastically, not good, to

An old voice exploded like thunder:

"Hahahahaha, Zhang Laolu! Didn't expect it! Listen carefully!

You, me (Wudang Mountain swear words)"

The transmission of the communication talisman is still limited. While this sentence was finished, Zhang Cunyi directly came to the secular Taoist's mansion by "shrinking the earth into an inch".

Picked up the red handle and dialed the number on the old round dial.

After a while, an old voice came from the other end:

"Hello, hello, is that Zhang Laolu? You are bored, just call me, you always do this!"

Zhang Cunyi said cheerfully: "If I don't do this, I will have to wait for you to answer the phone for at least half a day."

The person on the other end of the phone choked when he heard this, and muttered for a while: "Okay, okay, Zhang Laolu, what do you want from me?"

"Old Zhou, do you want a disciple? I'll give you a good seedling?"

"Good seedling?" The head of the sect Zhou on the other end looked at the phone in his hand with suspicion. Is it that old man Zhang Cunyi on the other end of the phone? Impossible.

Everyone knows that Zhang Tianshi is famous for his "protective food". There are so many new disciples in the Taoist sect every year, and he is the first to grab the good ones.

The reason why the two quarreled so fiercely was because they quarreled when selecting disciples.

"How good is it?"

"He has a kind nature, is honest and simple, and has a pure heart!"

"What? You're willing to give me this kind of disciple?"

Master Zhou almost popped his eyes out. If he was just suspicious before, he was now 99% sure that Zhang Laolu was probably possessed and lost his mind.

Being honest and simple, and having a pure heart can be considered a very high evaluation.

Disciples with this kind of mentality can cultivate very quickly, and what is even more precious is that they have a kind nature.

Everyone wants an honest, kind and simple disciple. If you add those two comments that are almost suitable for cultivation, won't he be snapped up like crazy?

Master Zhou, who knew the 'nature' of Master Zhang, said cautiously:

"Tell me, what trap is waiting for me to jump into?"

The old master said with a righteous face:

"How could I, a great master of the generation, do such a dirty thing as digging a pit to harm people?

There is absolutely no problem with the person - it's just that. This identity is a Western Englishman."

"Goodbye!"

"Hey -! Old Zhou, this is what you are wrong about!" Zhang Cunyi said with great sorrow: "Sectarianism is not allowed!"

Master Zhou was so angry that he laughed:

"My sectarianism? Then why don't you accept Longhu Mountain?

The Taoist ban is not only for your Longhu Mountain, the Western ban is for the whole of China!"

"Of course I know, but first of all, there are Westerners studying in your Wudang secular sect, and they are open-minded"

Zhang Cunyi had already He was prepared and immediately took out the prepared words:

"Secondly, this boy's temperament is very compatible with your Wudang. He is wise but foolish. Isn't he the favorite of your Wudang?

The most important thing is - if you can't pass on the true teachings, wouldn't it be enough to accept a registered disciple or a lay Buddhist who practices in the mountains?

You know, our Taoist sect doesn't go out. If the registered disciples or your Wudang lay Buddhists become famous outside, wouldn't it be your Wudang that is in the limelight?"

Master Zhou was silent for a while: "I'll think about it! What's the name? What about the eight characters? Let me calculate it!"

"Neville Longbottom, the eight characters seem to be Gengshen year, Guiwei month, Yisi day.

Awesome, old Zhou, you can also calculate this Western name?"

Putting down the microphone, Zhang Cunyi smiled proudly at the phone, little guy, can't I cure you?

He and Zhou Chuzhi have known each other for more than 80 years. Although they have been arguing, who doesn't know that the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain and the head of Wudang are so close that they are almost wearing the same pants?

When Old Zhou said he would consider it, it meant he agreed.

Sure enough, within an hour, Lao Zhou replied.

You can accept him as a lay Buddhist first. If he is really good, then consider accepting him as a registered disciple.

The rain was drizzling down. The rain in July was neither fast nor slow, like a gentle and beautiful song, very lingering.

Zhang Xiao stood in the pavilion, looking at the name of the small guesthouse and fell into deep thought.

If I read it correctly, the words on it are - Diaoyutai.

I learned it, so this is the small guest house that dad said has a good environment and is relatively quiet?

The banana leaves were washed like emeralds by the fine rain. The round water droplets rolled on the leaves, lingering on the sharp tips for a while, and reluctantly fell towards the ground.

A small vortex of water splashed up.

The air in the capital seemed to be particularly good in 1993. After taking a deep breath and exhaling it for a long time, I felt that my whole body became a little clearer.

"Xiaoxiao, you got up very early."

Zhang Chengdao's voice came from the side and behind. He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers that were common in this era.

The whole person has a lazy and casual handsomeness.

"Well, I feel more at ease sleeping at home. I always feel a sense of security that I don't know where it comes from - is it [Heaven]?"

Zhang Xiao looked at the rain curtain in a daze and asked curiously.

"Also, Dad, yesterday I felt that if it weren't for the Golden Light Curse, I might have died. How did they come in and cause trouble some time ago?"

Zhang Chengdao also looked at the rain curtain and sighed softly:

"Actually, [Heavenly Court] will only suppress you. Even if there is no golden light spell, at best you will faint.

However, the surrounding countries were more or less influenced by Taoism, especially South Vietnam and South Korea.

Many of their things come from us, resulting in [Heavenly Court]’s suppression of them being almost non-existent.

Xiaoxiao, do you know about the Gaotai and Mother Cult in South Vietnam? "

Zhang Xiao shook his head. He had a certain understanding of religion in his previous life, but he really didn't know about it in a small country.

The only thing I know about South Korea is through some curious news and conspiracy theories.

For example, South Korea is almost a paradise for shoe bananas, with extremely confusing beliefs, the Sewol Ship is also a sacrifice, and so on.

"Gaotai and Mother Cult are the only two major sects in South Vietnam, and their belief is [Heaven] - the Jade Emperor.

The legend of the Mother Cult is that the daughter of the Jade Emperor descended to earth and was reincarnated as a princess of South Vietnam for the sake of her surname. "

Speaking of this, Zhang Chengdao sneered a little:

"Actually, no matter how much you say, it's all just to gain access to [Heaven] and steal things from us."

"Stealing? Stealing what?"

"Stealing everything, mountains, rivers, lakes and valleys. Anyway, it's very annoying.

But we can't fight. As soon as we go to their place, we will definitely face a large number of assembled soldiers. These Sun Tzu are very cowardly! "

After saying this, Zhang Chengdao patted his son on the shoulder:

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go and eat first. After eating, we will set off back."

Zhang Xiao looked at the divine armored horse on his leg with a complicated expression:

"Walking back?"

"Of course, you dare to say that you are a Taoist without any experience of traveling around the world?

Legend has it that a master must travel through the mountains and rivers of China before becoming an immortal. "

No, Dad, we are traveling more than a thousand kilometers from Longhu Mountain to Longhu Mountain. Even if we have magic armor and horses, we will still have to kill people!

All Zhang Xiao had to do was poke the map in front of his eyes and tell him the ID card that Uncle Zhao handed over to him last night.

13 years old, 1400 kilometers, is illegal!

Zhang Chengdao coughed lightly, patted Zhang Xiao's head, and explained:

"Xiaoxiao, your life before was too smooth and comfortable, and you would go down the mountain with the master before giving the rites in the Taoist sect.

This is a rule and a lesson. Now I’ll teach you! "

Zhang Xiao put his hands on his hips and sighed: "Since it's a rule, why didn't you tell me earlier? There is a reason why some rules remain.

Okay, let’s walk then! "

The father and son, one using the Illusion Curse and the other using the Invisibility Technique, began their journey back to the city.

Zhang Xiao only felt that the surrounding scene became abstract and blurry, and every step he took could cover the distance of ten steps before.

The first half of the sentence from the pedestrians riding bicycles on the roadside has just come, and the second half has already been followed by the shouting and hawking of the breakfast shop owner.

The fragrant steam had just smelled, and the black smoke from the car's exhaust rushed towards the nose again.

The fine raindrops were knocked out of two gaps, one high and one low, only to be filled by rain like silver needles in an instant.

The father and son walked slowly in the rain with their hands behind their backs, but no one could see them. They seemed to be playing with the freedom and naturalness of the world.

After leaving the city, there were fewer pedestrians, and the speed of the father and son became faster and faster.

In the end, we simply took a straight line and ran all the way towards Longhu Mountain.

The two of them seemed to be in a fog, vaguely like soaring clouds.

Like flying, my feet are dangling in the red dust, climbing mountains and climbing mountains to get rid of tightness.

I left the village in a short while, and passed through the city in a while.

When he was thirsty, he would find a mountain spring or stream, and when he was hungry, he would pick fruits and vegetables. Zhang Xiao had never had such an experience of eating and sleeping in the open.

Dad doesn't allow the use of magic, and even Taoism is not allowed to be used except when necessary.

Magic is so convenient that you can get a very comfortable feeling even in the wild.

At least if Zhang Xiao himself wanted to, it wouldn't be a problem to have a luxurious picnic.

For more than half a month, the father and son walked toward Longhu Mountain on their legs.

Sometimes I use my armor and horse to walk, sometimes I slow down when encountering beautiful scenery.

I saw the sea of ​​clouds, as dark as a dream

I summoned the stars, which seemed to be extinguished and brilliant

I climbed over the oasis, boundless and without shore

I kissed the river, spring went and spring came again (excerpt from Yongye)

"Xiaoxiao, please rest for a while, your shoes seem to be worn out."

Zhang Chengdao put his hand on Zhang Xiao's shoulder, and the two of them immediately stopped.

"Oh, okay."

Zhang Xiao agreed. He became thinner and darker, but his eyes became brighter.

It seems that there is a kind of vitality that is about to burst out.

But the unique feeling that was generated by cultivation and magic before gradually merged together.

Only Zhang Chengdao knew what his son's state was called.

That is returning to the true nature.

Although it has just started, there is still a long way to go.

But it also made Zhang Chengdao scratch his head. How could a teenager suddenly return to the true nature?

Just traveling around, looking at the mountains and rivers, and measuring the land with feet, there is such a great feeling?

Is it because I am too untalented?

When I was 13 years old, I didn't go down the mountain. I ran around with Shu Mei'er in the mountains all day, digging bird nests, going to the river, playing with tigers, and fighting with big black bears.

Zhang Chengdao fell into deep self-doubt.

Zhang Xiao didn't know anything about his father's distress. He led two seven or eight pots and followed his father's teachings.

Concentrate and calm down, and carefully experience the fine water vapor diffused in the air.

Most animals have this ability to find water, and humans also have it, but it has degenerated a lot.

And you can tell what kind of water it is from the smell of the water vapor.

Most of the water that smells fishy, ​​smelly, sour, and sour is dead water, smelly water, poisonous water, etc., even if it looks clear, you can't drink it.

Good water tastes clear, sweet, moist, and cool. The better the smell, the better the water quality.

Two days ago, the father and son went to Ma'anshan and found a clear spring in a cave. The water quality was excellent and sweet.

It's a pity that it's not easy to enjoy luxury on the road. The father and son could only drink a pot and fill a pot before leaving.

As for taking this spring for themselves, that's not even a thought. This kind of spring water is born.

It should be tasted by everyone. How is taking it for yourself different from robbery?

Zhang Xiao frowned. There was no good water around. He looked around and found a higher place.

The Golden Light Mantra was secretly used, and only a thin layer of golden light was attached to the hand. Following the instruction of his father, he let the wind pass.

He grabbed a handful of the wind tail and put it under his nose to sniff.

This sniff caused trouble.

The disgusting smell rushed straight into his brain, and he almost vomited.

"Cough cough cough cough cough"

Zhang Xiao coughed violently and ran down the mountain quickly. When he returned to the starting point, he found that Zhang Chengdao, who had gone to collect wild fruits, had just returned from a distance.

He shouted in a very surprised tone:

"Son, I found some wild oranges, very sweet!"

Zhang Xiao also said in a very happy tone:

"Dad, I found a new water vapor smell, very special!"

The father and son suddenly stopped and looked at each other.

After confirming the look in their eyes, they were both people who had been cheated before and wanted to cheat back - the father was kind and the son was filial.

"Dad, are your oranges sweet?"

"Son, are your water sweet?"

Silence

Zhang Xiao's smile collapsed: "There is no good water nearby, it stinks."

Zhang Chengdao's smile also disappeared: "There is no good fruit nearby, it is sour."

"Ah!"

Father and son stared at each other. The rule of this kind of travel is to stop once to follow the water and eat.

Eat whatever you have, even if the conditions are not good, you can only endure it.

This is not the first time that the father and son have encountered this situation. Sometimes the place where they stop is poor and there is really nothing good.

So the father and son thought of pitting each other and having fun in misery.

It's just that the food today is really not good.

Just when the father and son were at a loss, Zhang Chengdao's mobile phone suddenly rang.

It was Zhao Yuanxu's call.

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