"This monastic sect is not something that anyone can enter just because they want to. Boy, don't take yourself too seriously." Jiang Guo turned his cigarette pole sideways and looked at him coldly and said, "Pee in the pee and show yourself what you are.

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Yuan Ji raised his lips: "As my sister said, I am not a good person. If Kaiyuan Valley accepts me, I might end up being burned down by fire one day."

Master Qi Zhou got angry when he heard this and was about to scold him.

It's easy to talk, easy to talk, don't argue." Lu Hanxiao hurriedly stood in the middle.

Seeing outsiders, Master Qi Zhou didn't want to lose face. He said, "I haven't seen Niu Dazi in some years. I have had two female apprentices in half my life. I can't look down on ordinary people. Boy, you are really awesome.

Even if you are confused, you should understand."

Yuanji sat by the threshold, with his arms across his knees, and asked with a smile: "Sir, please speak frankly, I really don't understand, what's the use of accepting a loser like me?"

Qi Zhouzhen laughed angrily and pointed at Yuan Ji with trembling fingers, unable to speak for a long time.

Lu Hanxiao wiped his cold sweat and quickly comforted him: "Easy to say, easy to say. Don't get angry, he is still a child."

"Master, don't be angry." Wu Ting also hurriedly stopped in the middle. She said to Yuan Ji, "You have been unconscious for the past few days. You have been shouting the word 'Miss, Miss' day and night. Can you save Zhen Xiao? Why?"

Do you criticize yourself like this? The poem says it well. When I was a young boy in bright clothes and angry horses, I lived up to my time and knew it. Le Wushuang, no matter whether she is your mother or not, the footbells on your feet cannot be fake. You are seriously injured, but I am the only one.

Only the master can save me, this is fate, and your life experience happens to be related to my master's heart, Yuanji, is this all a coincidence?"

All this seems to be a coincidence, and Yuanji can't deny it. He just doesn't want to cause trouble to others, and he doesn't want anyone to care about him.

Lu Bupin taught him to cut off his seven emotions and become the most resolute person in the world. He regarded this as his lifelong belief.

But in the final analysis, he was afraid, afraid that if he gave his heart away, he would be as ruthless as a deer abandoning him!

Yuanji snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "It's just accidental."

Master Qizhou walked closer in a few steps, stared at him and said: "I accept people based on their character. Leaving aside Le Wushuang, leaving aside the inner demons, cultivation is a mess. I accept you because I value you as a person!"

"The whole Yanzhou is spreading rumors about Zhen Yi's escape. Everyone is praising that this girl can actually escape. She is worthy of being Zhen Yi's only daughter. But who knows who brought a twelve-year-old girl from the exile road?

Rescued from there, does anyone know that a young man killed himself from Hongshan Horse Road to Manhong Pass with a knife?"

Master Qi Zhou pointed at his nose and stared with big eyes: "I know that it was you who worked so damn hard to save her from death! He left the desert and crossed the Wanjian Gate on the snowy field. You kid, you have

Damn it! No matter what trouble happens in the future, I admit it, and I will accept you today for no other reason than for a fucking value!"

Really loud!

Yuanji was stunned on the spot, his throat slipped and he swallowed. He seemed to hear the jingling of the footbells again, and the sobbing of his young self echoed in his ears.

In a daze, he seemed to see the dark woodshed, and the little boy shivering in the corner. He looked at the boy, but his eyes were full of fear.

But these fucking sounds made him feel inexplicably intimate.

Tears suddenly welled up in his tired eyes. Yuanji stood up, raised his head and rubbed his nose, but did not speak for a long time.

Everyone was silent, and then you looked at me and I looked at you.

But at this moment, Yuan Ji suddenly walked straight to Qi Zhou and looked straight at him with a calm expression without speaking for a long time.

Just like this for a long time...

Plop!

"Master, please accept Yuanji's three bows!"

Bang bang bang three muffled kowtow sounds, and everyone looked at the young man kneeling on the ground in shock.

Yuan Ji lowered his head and did not raise his head. He was lying on the ground, a few tears falling down his cheeks.

There was silence in the room. Master Qi Zhou took his hand to support him. Suddenly he noticed that his shoulders were shaking slightly, and then he changed his gesture and patted him gently.

It was at this order that everyone's expressions suddenly brightened and they began to smile with joy.

Outside the house, under the big tree, Liu Taijing watched this scene, his eyes gradually becoming serious.

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In the eleventh year of Zhongyong, on the ninth day of March, it was Grain Rain.

Nanfan Island is close to the sea and has strong monsoons. It was raining continuously that day. Yuanji walked through Mitian Street and returned to Baicaotang holding an oil-paper umbrella.

In the past four years, he has grown from a boy to an adult, and his appearance has become more and more handsome. After practicing Taoism, he became taller and stronger than ordinary people. At the same time, after the violent aura emanating from his body faded away, it was replaced by deepness and calmness.

"We're back." Wu Ting was squatting in front of the door making tea. She fanned the fire without raising her head. "The mountain behind is so cold that it has been freezing for half a year. Come in and sit down. Senior sister will make tea for you."

"Where's Master?" Yuanji closed his umbrella and glanced inside the room, "Senior Sister Jiang isn't here either?"

When Wuting heard this, she made a move in her hands, forced a smile and said, "I'm going to pay homage to her mother."

Yuan Ji opened his mouth but said nothing. He had stayed in Kaiyuan Valley for four years and had learned all about the two senior sisters and the master.

Jiang Guo's mother's name is Burbot, and she is a distant relative of the Jiang family in Yanzhou. Speaking of which, Jiang Guo and Zhen Xiao are actually related.

Later, the seniors of Kaiyuan Valley saw that Burbot had good bones, so he brought him back to the valley to practice Taoism. Later, he became a Taoist couple with Buyi Zhenren, the current head of Kaiyuan Valley, and gave birth to Jiang Guo. Later, he died suddenly.

No matter how much he checked, he couldn't figure it out.

"Then I'll go to Jingxin Lake to catch some fish." Yuanji said, taking the fishing rod behind the door, "Cook something delicious for Senior Sister Jiang tonight."

"Wait a minute." Wuting went into the house and got a coat, "It's windy by the lake, so put it on so you don't get cold."

Yuanji took it and responded, opened the umbrella and left.

He walked out of the valley along Mitian Street, took a bamboo raft to the lake from the pier, and soon reached the center of the lake.

But he was not the only one fishing today. There was a small boat floating in the middle of the lake, and a man was sitting cross-legged on the bow, fishing with a pole in his hand.

Liu Taijing smiled warmly and said, "Junior brother Yuan is also here to fish?"

"Cultivation of one's moral character." Yuanji leaned on the raft and boarded the boat, "Senior Brother Liu is really in a good mood."

"It's just a delicious bite. The fish in Jingxin Lake are plump. I'll catch two to make soup." Liu Taijing pushed the fish basket at his feet slightly, "There is tea in the inner seat, and we put the bait. Let's have tea and chat for a while, how about it?"

The fat fish kept flapping about in the fish basket, and Yuan Ji looked at it for a few times and felt strange.

Two tails? There are five or six tails here. Not to mention making soup, it is more than enough for making a fish feast.

He put his mind back, put on the bait and put the fishing rod, then got into the boat shed and sat down.

There was a small table and two small stools placed in the boat shed. There was a mound of earth placed on the table and a teapot on the stove. It looked extremely simple.

The two of them sat facing each other with their backs to the bow and stern of the boat. Liu Taijing used flint to light the velvet grass and boil water, and said: "Junior brother Yuan has been in the valley for four years. It has been a short period of time, but his cultivation has made rapid progress."

"That's what Master taught me well." Yuan Ji helped wash the tea cups, "Senior Brother Liu has a bright future."

"Junior brother, please commend me." Liu Taijing smiled and raised his hand to cover the lid of the pot, "I entered the Valley six years earlier than you, but now I am still in the Demonic Worry Realm. Junior Brother Yuan entered the Demon Realm of Anger four years after entering the Valley. I am ashamed."

The realm of monasticism is divided into seven realms: joy, anger, worry, thought, sadness, fear, and shock. According to ancient records, those who defeat the seven demons can aspire to the heavenly realm. The rumors are vague, and the records are also vague and no one has confirmed it. There are only a handful of people who can defeat the six realms.

, it takes more than a hundred years.

Yuan Ji broke through the realm of happiness and demons in his first year of practicing Taoism. This was due to Master Qizhou's warning on the day he accepted him as a disciple. After breaking through, he felt that his mind had greatly improved, and even his practice went smoothly.

It is reasonable for Liu Taijing to stop worrying about the devil for ten years.

Yuanji played with the empty cup, rubbing the cracked rim with his white fingertips, and said: "Senior brother, don't be ashamed of yourself. It's difficult to practice Taoism. I'm just trying to live a few more years. I don't expect to achieve Taoism and ascend to heaven."

"Interesting." Liu Taijing opened the lid of the pot and took a bamboo ladle to fill the water. He raised his eyes calmly, "Junior Brother Yuan is not cultivating Taoism to become an immortal. Is it for the glory and wealth in the world?"

"My fellow disciples in the valley have scattered all over the nine states in order to break the inner demons. They are common people, beggars, and bureaucrats, and they have done everything they can." Yuanji seemed to be in a trance, and his fingertips were accidentally cut open, and blood oozed out. "All the glory and wealth are here.

Who can not be moved by a thought?"

He didn't react until he finished speaking. He rubbed his fingers together, and the blood became redder and redder.

Liu Taijing handed the handkerchief from his arms and waited for Yuanji to take it before saying: "There are many exciting things in this world, why do you bother yourself?"

The rain was getting a little heavier, the lake was rippled, the water was rushing, and the hazy mist blew into the boat shed, making Liu Taijing's face look a little hazy.

He was dressed in Yuelong black gauze Taoist robe, with long hair tied into a ponytail. His handsome face and gentle temperament showed a different kind of tenderness and comfort.

This is a rare quality of a man. He is as soft as clear water, making people feel inexplicably comfortable when getting along with him.

Yuan Ji smiled awkwardly, Liu Taijing lowered his head, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle.

Liu Taijing was silent for a while, and while he was pouring tea, he said: "I will be out of the valley in a while."

Yuan Ji picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Liu Taijing lowered his head to take a spoonful of water and replied: "Chongdu."

Yuan Ji nodded with some understanding: "Senior Brother Liu has decided to join the world?"

Liu Taijing nodded, raised his cup and sipped tea.

Today's monks have entered the world one after another in order to break the mirror. In order to hide their identity as monks, they all have their own professions in the secular world. For example, many of them are officials in the government.

Bang.

Liu Taijing put down his tea cup and said, "I'm not sure when I stay in the valley. I have to find a way to resolve my knot. Chongdu may be a way out."

Yuanji asked curiously: "Have you decided what to do?"

Liu Taijing rested his elbow on the corner of the small table, held his chin, and said lazily: "Brother Wu Linghao of Baibing Hall is serving in Chongdu as a labor examiner. I have a good relationship with him, and I plan to ask him to make a living."

What he said was pitiful. Ascetics are also mortals after entering the world. They have to eat, sleep, and spend money, which is no different from ordinary people.
To be continued...