Qingcheng Sect is located in the west of Dujiangyan. It is divided into front and back mountains. The palaces on the front mountain are majestic, and people usually come here to burn incense and worship candles. The peaks on the back mountain overlap, and there is a pavilion almost every ten steps away. You can see temples and Taoist temples every hundred steps. This place is quiet and clean. , most Taoists live in seclusion for self-cultivation and secularism.

The entire mountain range is covered with lush green trees, winding roads and streams, and there are canyons, deep pools, and waterfalls everywhere in the mountains. Since ancient times, it has been known as "Qingcheng is the quietest place in the world".

Zhao Zhengli entered the mountain gate, bypassed the crowded front mountain, and set foot on the back mountain. The forest was deep, the mountain road was steep, and winding like a coiled dragon. Vigorous old vines lay horizontally in the mountains, tall ancient trees towered into the sky, and birds and insects chirped. He sometimes Enjoy the shade in the viewing pavilion, and sometimes sit on the boulder slope to rest.

The inscriptions on the four beams and eight pillars of the viewing pavilion with flying dragons and phoenixes are endlessly charming, and the patterns carved on the boulders in the narrow path between the streams are vivid and flexible, just like little people dancing happily, which is very interesting.

After traveling like this for more than half an hour, he reached the sixth peak.

Climb up the peak, enter the temple through the side door, avoid the statues of gods, and walk through the attic corridor to the innermost room.

It is extremely quiet here, with bricks, tiles, moss and exotic plants all in sight, and you can overlook the mountain scenery through the windows.

Entering the room, there was a futon. A Taoist with white hair and a silver beard was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. His plain Taoist robe was as white as his hair and beard. His face was as calm as a deep pool.

Almost the moment Zhao Zhengli saw him, his originally closed eyes instantly opened, and the reflected light faced him directly. The young uncle waved his Taoist robe, and the waves of true energy smoothed everything.

Then he took out the book tied to his thigh with a serious look and said: "Senior Brother Yuan, your practice of Yin and Yang Taoism is a bit fast. This is the health book I brought you. Cheng Rehu, go back and think about it!"

The so-called "Yin Yang Dao method" is divided into three levels: the first level is preliminary gathering of things, the second level is yin and yang gathering people, and the third level is sublimation gathering heaven and earth.

Taking oneself as the origin, gathering the essence of heaven, the spirit of earth, and the creation of mountains and rivers, to achieve the immortality of the body, the immortality of the mind, and the endless integration with heaven and earth.

Yuan Taoist is now the second level of yin and yang recruiting people. He cannot really find people to practice practice because of the strict rules, so he asked Zhao Zhengli to bring health books from the mountains and practice based on "Thousands of miles of spiritual communication, thousands of miles of heart communication".

As for whom Qianli has a spiritual friendship with, and whom Wanli has a spiritual connection with, Taoren Yuan himself does not know.

Everyone you meet is a destined person!

Taoist Yuan couldn't help but blush after taking the health book: "It's a waste of time to think about a few broken pictures while it's hot!" Then he asked, "Where are the pig's trotters?"

Zhao Zhengli then took out the braised pig's trotters from his trouser pocket and said, "Senior brother, please eat more. It's probably very nutritious to practice your exercises."

"..."

An old man and a young man started chewing on the window sill of the inner room, admiring the beautiful scenery of the mountains.

Naturally, small talk is inevitable.

Zhao Zhengli, who has not yet completely lost his youthfulness, looked sideways at Taoist Yuan, who had gray hair and a silver beard: "Brother, please tell me about the rivers and lakes at the foot of the mountain?"

Taoist Yuan wiped the oil stained on his beard: "The rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes, it's terrible to see, dancing on the sword, the head is covered with wrapping cloth..."

Zhao Zhengli shook his head: "I'm tired of listening to limericks. Last time I talked about the knight Zhang Shidong passing through Bazhong and observing the Buddhist cliff statues and realizing the stick technique of "one stick can make a thousand holes". What happened to him afterwards?"

"Later, he faced challenges from various factions in the world, fought hundreds of battles in a row, and aspired to be ranked among the top 100 martial arts of the year. He was recruited by the imperial court to serve as an official, and was finally sent to guard the barbarians in northern Xinjiang."

"Then did he become a general and a marquis in Northern Xinjiang?"

Taoist Yuan gnawed on the pig's trotters and shook his head.

Zhao Zhengli lamented: "Isn't it possible that he was bribed by Northern Xinjiang?"

Taoist Yuan was still chewing on the pig's trotters and shaking his head.

Zhao Zhengli didn't get an answer, and the pig's feet in his mouth were tasteless: "Then what happened to him in the end? Did he run away?"

Taoist Yuan picked up the last remaining pig's trotter, sucked his finger and said, "It's dead!"

This result surprised the young junior uncle: "Dead? Didn't you say that there are few opponents in the grandmaster realm? Could it be that you have met a great master?"

"He is just a man from the Jianghu. He mistakes the temple for the Jianghu. He does not understand the way of being an official. If he leads an army beyond the Great Wall and does not know how to hide from the front and stay humble, naturally some people will be afraid of him. If he is afraid, he will naturally die."

"Don't you often say that rivers and lakes are deep, and temples are more dangerous than rivers and lakes?"

"Of course! It's deeper than the rivers, lakes and seas combined!"

"Isn't it okay if you don't go?"

"It's best not to go, of course, because I'm afraid I have to go."

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The two of them cleaned up the battlefield like thieves.

The weather in June is unpredictable. One second the sky is clear, and the next moment there is thunder, dark clouds, and heavy rain. The bushes are being beaten and the tiles are rattling. An old man and a young man are looking up at the sloping rain through the window.

There was a sigh of relief, maybe this was the result of the sky being broken!

That night, Zhao Zhengli pulled up a futon and meditated in the Sixth Peak Taoist Temple. After getting sleepy in the middle of the night, he occupied Taoist Yuan's soft couch and fell asleep.

Yuan Daoren was accustomed to this, after all, this junior brother who was more than a year younger than himself was just a child in his eyes.

But in his eyes, this child gained more insights after a nap than he did after several nights of meditation. Sometimes he felt confused and had to ask him for advice. This may be the reason why several other Taoists did not want to get along with him.

It's so insulting after all!

Summer thunderstorms are very interesting in the mountains, and mushrooms are one of them. This young uncle likes to carry a bamboo basket into the mountains to pick mushrooms.

So every time after a thunderstorm, he would get up early for the first time, just to pick the tenderest and freshest mushrooms, and then make a big pot of soup and share it with the Taoist priests at the mountain gate.

Of course, I would also hide my secrets. When I had free time, I would secretly catch some pheasants and tits in the back mountain with Taoist Yuan, or take out a few eggs and stew them together. The taste was better than anything in the world.

Today he naturally got up early, before it was completely dark, and he walked into the mountain with a basket in his hand.

We had been there all day, and it was almost dark, but there was no one in sight. Yuan Taoist followed his footsteps and found him in a pine forest in the back mountain. The guy was sitting in meditation with his back straight and his legs crossed. The Taoist rhythms all over his body were undulating, and there was endless mystery.

, obviously this guy has temporarily gained enlightenment.

Taoist Yuan didn't bother him, and sat cross-legged beside him in meditation. After all, it was rare to find such an advantage. The two of them sat there all night. Early the next morning, they heard Zhao Zhengli shouting in the forest: "My mushroom! What's wrong?"

Are they all broken? The trail hasn’t been picked yet!”

Taoist Yuan looked at Zhao Zhengli, who had been reborn again, and his unfathomable state of Taoism. He was inevitably a little panicked. Is the state of improvement in one night not worth a basket of mushrooms?

The more sad he looked, the more uncomfortable Yuan Daoren felt.

Taoist Yuan couldn't stand it anymore, so he said: "There must be fresh mushrooms in the farmers down the mountain. Senior brother, you can go down the mountain and buy them if you pay for them!"

Only then did Zhao Zhengli stop and happily accepted the money he handed over. Yuan Daoren scolded him, "If I hadn't taken advantage of you with you, I would have been taken advantage of by a ghost!"

Although Zhao Zhengli was young and unworldly, he was not stupid. Seeing that his eyes and expressions were inconsistent, he squinted and smiled mischievously: "Senior Brother, are you slandering Junior Brother again?"

Taoist Yuan stroked his beard and laughed loudly: "How can I do that? It's too late to praise you!"

The junior brother immediately spread his hands and said, "What about the money for your pickled pig's feet?"

Taoren Yuan's beard curled up, and he honestly gave the money, saying that it was the sauced pig's trotters he brought for himself, but he was too old to chew on Zhao Zhengli, who was young and agile and had a good tooth. He had no choice but to find some topics to distract him while chewing on the pig's trotters.

Attention, but recently I feel that this guy is much smarter. He is not as easy to fool as in previous years. Now he has to think of ways every time.

Junior brother Zhao Zhengli spread out his other hand: "Do you want some health books?"

Taoist Yuan tossed his robe and sleeves: "My body can't bear it, so I won't do it this time!"

"Then let me bring you some tonics?"

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Chapter completed!