Chapter 82(1/2)
The Old Road to Mount Huashan
With a strange look on his face, Huang Lin accompanied Ning Qingyu to send Hua En down the mountain.
I'm still thinking about the phrase "Huashan was plowed", and I can't figure out why the word "plough" should be used instead of the words "ping" and "exterminate".
Shaking his head, forget it, Zhu Youtang's path is smooth anyway, and he doesn't need to wander into the harem anymore.
It was a fluke that the emperor did not pursue the matter this time.
"I never thought that I, Huashan, would be rewarded by the imperial court, thanks to you!"
Ning Qingyu patted Huang Lin's shoulder happily.
Those matters of building temples and archways will be handled by others.
The two of them talked all the way back to Jade Girl Peak.
During this period, Ning Qingyu didn't ask about the oral instructions. Huang Lin would naturally tell him what he wanted to say.
Just like now, Ning Qingyu held a bunch of beard in his hand and stared blankly at the secret book in front of him.
"Tai Chi Sutra"!
In Youbuweixuan's study, Huang Lin took out this secret book from his arms and handed it to Ning Qingyu.
"Master, this is the "Tai Chi Sutra" that was stolen by the Demon Cult from the Wudang Sect. The disciple got it and kept it close to him. He plans to find an opportunity to return it to Wudang, along with the True Martial Sword."
If Chen Qingping were present, he would definitely laugh to himself.
When discussing serious matters with Huang Lin, you still dare to stroke your beard. Is this because you have too much beard?
"Where did it come from? When did you go to Blackwood Cliff?"
Ning Qingyu didn't answer the secret book, but asked for directions.
To them, Heimu Cliff is no different than a dragon's pond or a tiger's den.
"Well, this disciple owed Wudang a favor, so he transformed into Ye Gucheng and found Ren Woxing of the Demon Cult, and made a deal with him in exchange for it."
Seeing that he wanted to ask, Huang Lin quickly said:
"This sutra is handwritten by Sanfeng Zhenren. Please read and process it. I have flipped through it. It is about the innate true energy, but there is no training method."
innate?
"Hiss~"
Ning Qingyu took a breath of air. According to the records in Huashan, only Wang Chongyang, the founder of Quanzhen, was suspected of being innate, but he was too far away and the records were unknown. Later, there was Wudang Sanfeng Zhenren, who was said to be half-step ahead.
, some say it has entered the innate realm.
He then took the secret book and looked through it. It was indeed written in a fog. After reading it, he handed it back to Huang Lin and said:
"Take it, take a copy and keep it. You didn't understand Qi here before, so you went to Wudang?"
Huang Lin nodded. He felt that the sudden cheating that caused him to leave the boundary may also be due to his anger.
"I will go to Xinwudang later and ask them to come to Huashan to welcome him back. There is no reason for us to deliver such an important thing to your door. When the time comes, you can hand it over to Master Tianyi personally."
After hearing what Ning Qingyu said, Huang Lin thought about it and took it back.
But after Huang Lin left Yanwei Lake, Chen Qingping felt bored fishing alone, and his apprentice just mentioned the old Taoist priest again.
After thinking about it, Chen Qingping put away his fishing gear and went deep into the Huashan Mountain.
"He Laodao, Mr. Chen is here to discuss Taoism with you again."
This is a Taoist temple that seems to have been recently renovated. It is not big. Outside the temple, there is an old Taoist with white hair and beard who is boxing. He does not know what kind of boxing he is.
Seeing Chen Qingping approaching from a distance, he slowly stopped his power and said helplessly:
"Master Chen, my old Taoist friend is trapped in Mang Mountain. How can I be willing to go there?"
"Look at what you said, give me more lectures on the scriptures. Then I will help you spread the word. There are many people in Huashan who are willing to run errands. Why do you want me to do it myself for such a trivial matter? How big a face does that thief have?"
Chen Qingping sneered. If a little guy can do whatever he wants, is he worthy of taking action himself? Is he really a top expert? What’s more, his strength is still kept secret.
"My fellow Taoist was imprisoned in Mang Mountain. The old Taoist also wanted to have some friendship with the noble sect, so he came here shamelessly, alas~"
The old Taoist priest sighed with a sad face.
He had never asked for help in his life and didn't know how to ask.
Even if I knew the name of the young layman, I was really embarrassed to sign up and come to visit him. Wouldn't that be an attempt to repay a favor? What's more, the young layman didn't give less at that time and didn't owe him any favors.
"Oh? You, Taoist He, still have an old relationship with me in Huashan? Why didn't you tell me earlier? Come and listen, I can still talk to you up and down Huashan. I can just help you to talk to me when the time comes."
Chen Qingping had been in contact with the old Taoist priest during this period and knew that he was a very troubled old guy. But for no reason, how could he agree to the old Taoist priest sending people to the border of Henan to rescue people.
He Laodao heard the words and thought about it carefully for a long time. He thought that he had been here for a while. The Taoist friend from Mang Mountain had sent someone to tell him that he was forced to interpret some scriptures by Ren Wo Xing. His life was not in danger for the time being.
I don't know what's going on now.
Then he said: "Go and sit in the pavilion, and the old Taoist will explain slowly."
After taking Chen Qingping to a pavilion, he spoke again:
"Three years ago, a disciple of your noble sect entered the world for the first time. He killed half a hundred people for the first time, and his inner demons grew."
"Which old man taught his apprentice to be so ruthless? He slaughtered so many people the first time he saw blood?"
Chen Qingping was a little surprised when he heard this. He killed two people for the first time that year, and he was still sick for several days. Is there such a ruthless junior in Huashan? I have never heard of it.
He Laodao glanced at him, did not answer, and continued to talk to himself:
"That young layman must have been born into a wealthy family and didn't know much about money. He ate a vegetarian meal in the old Taoist temple and actually left two gold leaves!"
Speaking of this, the old Taoist looked helpless. If it weren't for the golden leaf, he wouldn't have almost emptied the Taoist temple's foundation.
"Good boy, Golden Leaf! If I know this, I will have to give him a good beating. Why don't you, old man, give your nose back to me? I'm a charlatan who doesn't understand, and you don't understand either?"
Chen Qingping's eyes widened. Two gold leaves were enough to support a family of three for several years. It would be unreasonable for this old man not to pay them back.
"Alas, when the small temple was damaged and there were several leaks, the old Taoist saw that the young layman had inner demons, so he left him in the Taoist temple to help him get rid of his inner demons, so as to offset the gold leaf's wealth."
He Laodao looked regretful. If he hadn't wanted to repair the Taoist temple, he wouldn't have had to worry about it later.
"So you read your "Qing Jing Sutra" to that silly boy to get rid of his inner demons? Tsk, you really made a lot of money, old Niubi."
Chen Qingping knew that this Taoist He was proficient in the "Qing Jing Sutra" and he admired his practice, so he went here every day some time ago to discuss this sutra with this Taoist.
"Well, originally I just wanted to recite the "Qing Jing Sutra" to him. Who would have thought that this little layman would leave a gold leaf behind every meal. The old man dug out the three sutras of "Taiping", "Yin Miao" and "Nan Hua".
Also handed it over."
Speaking of this, He Laodao looked regretful and a little lucky. Fortunately, he held back later, otherwise he would not even be able to save "Huang Ting".
Chen Qingping felt something was wrong. Why were these scriptures the same ones that his young apprentice had interpreted?
Then I thought about it, the young apprentice also said that he had inner demons.
The inner demons and so on are nothing more than the psychological shadow caused by the first murder. If it is not a special situation, it will naturally get better after a while.
People who are new to the world have a lot of inner demons, and he didn't even think about his disciples.
But when I heard this, I thought of my apprentice's slutty look. Could it be that the old man was talking about him?
"He Laodao, are you saying that you also know the Taiping, Yinmiao and Nanhua classics? How come I haven't heard you mention it before?"
"You didn't even ask."
The old Taoist priest looked at Chen Qingping speechlessly.
"That little guy, his surname is Huang?"
Chen Qingping asked calmly.
His face was calm, but he was praying in his heart that that prodigal thing must not be named Huang! Otherwise, he would be so embarrassed!
"Hey, Master Chen, how did you know that the young layman's surname was Huang? The old man never said that."
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Not only do I know his surname is Huang, but I also watched him grow up!
This damn girl went down the mountain three years ago and had inner demons. She brought back four interpreted scriptures, and her surname was Huang!
All right!
Chen Qingping stood up quickly and walked out of the pavilion, turned his back to the old Taoist priest, and said in a steady voice:
"I know, let me do that, and you don't have to worry! Huang Bulin, right?!"
It's just that when I said my name at the end, I looked like I was gritting my teeth. I don't know who I was talking about in a hurry.
He Laodao sat in the pavilion and stared at Chen Qingping's background, a little baffled.
This is well said, but the old Taoist is still struggling. Why does Master Chen seem to be running away?
Did you suddenly agree?
Well, that poor fellow Taoist is finally saved!
After Huang Lin left a "Tai Chi Sutra" in the study of Youbu Weixuan, he bid farewell to Ning Qingyu and returned to Yanwei Valley.
To be continued...