The road up the mountain was a row of straight stone stairs at first, but soon it turned into a mountain road, so it was not difficult to walk.

Walking halfway up the mountain, I saw an academy, which must be the Sanqing Academy. At this time, many students from the academy were already studying in the nearby woods. The sound of reading permeated the entire academy, and the nearby birds seemed to

They all seemed used to it and were not surprised. Some even fell on the shoulders of individual students.

Wang Quan and his wife did not stop. According to the route Fugui told him, they walked around a path beside the outer wall of the academy and continued walking upward for half an hour to see Sanqing Temple.

The further up he went, the quieter the reading in the academy became. When he could no longer hear it, Wang Quan finally saw a Taoist temple. Looking from a distance, it seemed like auspicious clouds were rising from the temple, surrounding the Taoist temple, and the crisp bells rang from time to time.

Rings.

As he got closer, he saw a Taoist boy of fifteen or sixteen years old holding a broom and diligently cleaning up the fallen leaves that had been blown by the wind last night at the door and on the road. He was so serious that he didn't even notice Wang Quan walking in front of him.

Wang Quan smiled slightly and patted Tao Tong on the shoulder. Tao Tong was startled, turned his head and looked at Wang Quan and asked:

"This donor, our temple will not open the gate today, please come back?"

Not open? Is it because you know you are coming?

Wang Quan smiled and said: "This is the Sanqing Temple, right?"

The little Taoist priest replied: "This temple is the Sanqing Temple. Is this the first time for the donor to come? What a coincidence. The donor should come again another day!"

"It's the Sanqing Temple, that's right. You go in and report that Wang Quan is here to visit Senior Dao Xuanzi, the master of the Sanqing Temple." Wang Quan said.

Hearing this, the little Taoist priest leaned the broom in his hand against the big tree next to him and said in an old-fashioned way:

"Is the master of this temple something you can see if you want to? Every day, the pilgrims who come to this temple to offer incense and pray to the gods all want to see us, including the dignitaries in the capital. The master of the temple has not even seen them.

, how to meet you? You must know that even the disciples of this contemplation don’t often see the master of the contemplation.”

Wang Quan was speechless by the little Taoist priest.

At this time, Kaohsiung said:

"You just do whatever I ask you to do. Why do you talk so much?"

Hearing this, the little Taoist priest ignored them and picked up the broom to continue sweeping the road, especially towards Wang Quan's feet.

Upon seeing this, Kaohsiung strode towards the little Taoist priest, but Wang Quan reached out to stop him. Then he said to the little Taoist priest:

"Just go in and announce that my name is Wang Quan, and my second uncle Wang Jingzhou asked me to come here for a visit. If senior Dao Xuanzi really disappears, I will not bother you and come down the mountain immediately."

The little Taoist priest stopped what he was doing and said impatiently:

"I've said I won't see you, so I won't see you. I've seen a lot of people like you, and you're here to ask for guidance from our temple master. Are you asking for wealth or elixirs? Our temple master said that such a person would

Never seen."

Just as the little Taoist priest finished speaking, a majestic voice came from the temple not far away.

"Don't act unreasonably! Your Majesty is an honored guest."

They saw an old Taoist priest with an immortal spirit walking out of the temple, and he came to them in an instant.

Wang Quan thought to himself, indeed, this person knew his identity, and he must be the person that his second uncle wanted him to find.

When the young Taoist priest saw this man, he hurriedly saluted and shouted:

"Disciple has met Master!"

The old Taoist priest ignored the young Taoist priest, but saluted to the king and said:

"I believe that my disciple's actions are unreasonable, and I hope His Highness the Crown Prince will not blame you."

Wang Quan looked at the old Taoist priest in front of him who was bowing to him, and hurriedly helped him up and said:

"It doesn't matter, I'm not a bully. Is the Taoist Master the senior Dao Xuanzi my second uncle mentioned?"

Dao Xuanzi stood up and smiled slightly:

"It's Pindao. Pindao has been waiting for the prince for a long time. This is not the place to talk. I would like the prince to talk to Pindao inside the temple."

After that, he took the prince to the side hall inside the temple.

Inside the side hall.

Duan Wu arranged for tea to be served to the disciples in the temple. Although he did not want the royal power to come, the basic etiquette was still in place.

Wang Quan and Dao Xuanzi entered the side hall alone, while Kao Xiong was meditating on the couch outside the door to heal his injuries. When he just entered the temple, Dao Xuanzi saw that Kao Xiong was injured, so he gave him a pill, saying that it was

It has a miraculous effect on internal injuries.

At this time, only Wang Quan and Dao Xuanzi were left in the side hall. Wang Quan sat on the tea table and took a sip of tea. He found that the tea was very different from the ones he had drunk before. Ordinary tea was slightly astringent and bitter in the mouth.

, and then the aftertaste is sweet. The tea he is drinking now is slightly sweet in the mouth, and then slightly astringent and bitter. After drinking it, the Dantian feels warm, just like the feeling during normal practice.

Wang Quan pursed his lips and looked at the teacup in his hand. He was somewhat interested in the tea.

Dao Xuanzi explained:

"The prince must have tasted the specialness of this tea. This tea is called Sixianglu. It grows on an unknown tea tree in the mountain behind our Taoist temple. I don't know how many years it has been.

When Pindao was young, my master often let us brothers drink this tea, which helps to cultivate internal strength. Unfortunately, the mass production of this tea is very small, and we can only get five taels every year.

If the prince is interested, Pindao has saved two or three kilograms over the years, and the prince might take it away!"

Wang Quan shook his head and said with a smile:

"There are such strange things in the world. The juniors were also curious because they suddenly felt something strange in their Dantian. According to what the Taoist Master said, if children with excellent bones can use this tea as a supplement when they first start practicing martial arts, the difficulty of their training will be greatly reduced.

The speed of cultivation will also be amazing.

But a gentleman does not take what others like, and as I told the Taoist Priest just now, I am not a bully, so am I going to kill people when I see them, or rob good things when I see them?"

"That's right, given the prince's current state, it is true that there is no need for this thing." Dao Xuanzi smiled, but there was some disappointment in his eyebrows.

After drinking tea, Wang Quan also completed the formalities, so he asked Dao Xuanzi: "My second uncle told me that one of the things my father asked me to return to Beijing to do is related to you, Senior Dao Xuanzi.

Can you tell me what it is?"

After hearing Wang Quan's words, Dao Xuanzi and Duan Wu clenched their hands slightly. It seemed that what was coming was unstoppable.

Dao Xuanzi murmured:

"This matter is very complicated. It has something to do with you, your master, and most importantly, your mother!"

Is it related to your mother?

Wang Quan has never seen these mothers since he was a child. Everyone in his family only said that his mother died in childbirth when he was giving birth to him. He has never heard anyone talk about his mother. What kind of person her mother is and what she has done.

He didn't know anything about what happened or what he said.

Whenever someone inadvertently talks about his mother in front of him, he will subconsciously change the topic, which makes him feel more and more wrong. Even if he is afraid of being sad, there is no need to keep avoiding himself when he is grown up.

After hearing Dao Xuanzi's words, Wang Quan hurriedly asked:

"What does the Taoist mean by this? Does the Taoist know my mother? I hope the Taoist can explain why this matter is related to my mother."
Chapter completed!