Before He Liang could speak, the young man thought to himself and said, "Is there anything in the world that is more important than living?"
"Besides, it's just a few buns, neither stealing nor robbing, why not? Not accepting the kindness of others? Do you have to wait until your own children starve to death? From this point of view, your mother is still a bit pedantic, or in her opinion,
In front of what she wants to hold on to, your life and death are actually not worth mentioning!"
The young man spoke slowly, but kept looking at He Liang who was sitting next to him.
He Liang stood up with a groan, with an angry look on his face, "Don't talk about my mother like that!"
After saying this, He Liang turned around and was about to leave. He and his mother had always been dependent on each other. He would not allow anyone to say this about his mother. She was the best mother in his heart, and no one else would do the same!
He had only taken two steps out when a young man's voice sounded behind him, "Don't you want to know where the gods have fallen?"
Listening to the voice behind him, He Liang's stepped foot stopped in mid-air. After a moment, he finally took it back.
The young man's voice continued to sound calm, "Can't bear to say a few words? It turns out that you are impatient, and I don't think so. Who is waiting for someone at the foot of the mountain over there every day?"
He Liang turned around, with tears streaming down his face, feeling a little aggrieved, but after a moment of silence, he still whispered: "Can you tell me where the immortal is?"
The young man stood up unhurriedly, looked at the child in front of him, and said calmly: "This is not the way to ask for help. How about you kneel down and try?"
Hearing the word "kneel down", He Liang shook his head. Tears burst out of his eyes and fell on the ground. He just shook his head and said, "No, my mother will be angry. I can do other things, but not this."
After saying these words, He Liang looked up at the young man in front of him and begged: "I can help you with many things. Can you tell me where the gods are?"
The young man shook his head and said calmly: "What if I must ask you to kneel down?"
The young man was so cold and indifferent now that he was completely different from the one before. Facing this child who was only seven or eight years old, he seemed to have no mercy at all.
The battle between heaven and man in He Liang's mind, the intertwining of thoughts, made him struggle extremely. Although he was already a little cold, his head was covered with sweat, and the fine beads of sweat kept dripping together with tears, and he could no longer tell the difference.
Is it tears or sweat?
He Liang shook his head and murmured: "No, no, mother will be angry."
The young man sighed and said seriously: "If you don't kneel down, I won't tell you. After you kneel down, I will tell you where the immortal is. I want to find the immortal to cure your mother, but now I can't even kneel down.
Don’t you want to give up? You don’t want to cure your mother’s disease?”
His voice was very light, but the emotion in it was very sincere, making He Liang believe that what he said was 100% true.
He Liang looked into the young man's eyes, and the young man could easily see the hope, entanglement and confusion in his eyes.
A child of seven or eight years old is actually very good, but young people still want to see what he can do.
He Liang was silent for a long time, but still shook his head.
The young man didn't say anything, but just stretched out his hand, and there was an immediate roar in the stream. Countless streams of water instantly fell into his palm, forming droplets one after another. This scene fell into He Liang's eyes, and he
I still don’t understand, but the young man in front of me is actually the god I’m looking for!
An instant later, a dark red Taoist robe appeared on the young man's body, and an ordinary wooden hairpin appeared in his hair.
With a plop, He Liang knelt down in front of the young man without hesitation and said, "Please save my mother from the immortal master. I am willing to work as a cow or a horse for the immortal master for the rest of my life!"
Seeing He Liang kneeling in front of him without hesitation, the young Taoist priest was really curious. He looked at He Liang and asked, "Why are you willing to kneel now?"
He Liang knelt on the ground, looked at the young Taoist priest in front of him with tears in his eyes, and said seriously: "My mother said that a person must have integrity and not kneel down to others casually, but my mother is really going to die, please save my mother."
life!"
The young Taoist priest thought for a moment, figured out the joints, and said with some emotion: "That's it."
"Get up."
The young Taoist priest sat back by the stream again and asked another question, "But why should I save your mother? Can't I do what you can do? Can't you do what I can't do?"
Got it?"
He Liang was unwilling to get up and knelt on the ground listening to these questions. He was speechless for a while.
The young Taoist priest said softly: "Kneeling down is bound to make my mother angry, but when she gets angry, she becomes angry. If I can cure my mother, I can kneel down, but after kneeling down, if I still don't get what I want,
Isn’t kneeling in vain?”
"If you kneel down for nothing, will you regret it?"
The young Taoist priest did not look at He Liang, but looked at the stream and said, "Answer this question carefully. Whether I will go with you to save your mother depends on this question."
He Liang, who was kneeling behind him, was extremely nervous when he heard these words. In fact, it was probably nothing more than regret and no regret, but even with these two simple answers, He Liang didn't know how to answer them for a while.
This was his mother's last hope, and he didn't dare to speak casually.
"I only have a quarter of an hour. If I don't hear the answer after a quarter of an hour, I will leave immediately."
The young Taoist priest reminded softly.
Then he quietly waited for time to pass slowly.
A quarter of an hour later.
The young Taoist priest stood up, looked at the confused child, and shook his head.
He Liang suddenly said: "I will regret it."
The young Taoist priest looked at him quietly, "Reason."
He Liang said softly: "Because I don't know the result in advance, so if I choose another hundred times, I will kneel down, because this is my mother's only hope, but if the result is bad, then I will regret being a mother."
The things she didn’t want me to do made her angry.”
The young Taoist priest thought for a while and did not express his opinion on the answer. He just said: "Lead the way."
Listening to these words, He Liang's eyes showed many emotions similar to hope.
Then he quickly got up and led the young Taoist priest through half of the town, and finally came to the small dilapidated courtyard.
He Liang pushed open the door and entered, followed by the young Taoist priest.
The woman leaning on the bed saw her son returning home with a smile in her eyes, but she soon saw the young Taoist priest following her son.
"Who is this... guest?"
He Liang said quickly: "Mom, this is the immortal master from the mountain behind the town. He is here to cure my mother's illness!"
The young Taoist priest looked at this woman who was obviously running out of time, nodded, and said softly: "My name is Yun Jian Yue, and I have been practicing in the back mountain temple since I was a child."
The woman was startled, but there was no joy on her face. Instead, she looked at He Liang and asked worriedly: "What did you promise him?"
He Liang subconsciously wanted to shake his head, but remembering that he knelt down, He Liang gritted his teeth and said nothing.
The young Taoist priest glanced at the woman and said nothing. He just stretched out his hand to hold the woman's skinny arm, but the woman suddenly burst out with strength and stepped back, preventing Yun Jianyue from holding her arm.
, but turned to ask his son again and asked: "What exactly did you promise him?!"
He Liang then opened his mouth and talked about what he had seen throughout the day.
The woman was furious when she heard this, "Didn't I tell you that you have to have integrity? How can you kneel down to others casually?!"
He Liang's face was filled with tears, and he sobbed: "But I don't want my mother to die, I want to be with my mother forever!"
The woman glared at her son and said coldly: "Do you think that after you cured me like this, I will recognize you as my son? If my A Bao has no spine, then he is not my A Bao!"
He Liang's face was filled with tears. He just felt aggrieved at the moment. He just wanted to heal his mother, even if her mother was angry.
"Mom, don't be angry. My son knows that he was wrong. Mom, let's treat the disease first. Then Mom can punish me no matter what."
He Liang looked at the young Taoist priest expectantly and prayed: "Master God, help my mother heal her illness first."
The woman glared at He Liang and said in a deep voice: "Shut up!"
But at this moment, Yun Jianyue's voice sounded faintly again, "I have knelt down before, and whether I am curing a disease or not, I have already knelt down. Do you want him to kneel down in vain?"
The woman was a little confused when she heard this.
Yun Jianyue faced He Liang and was willing to patiently test his character, but facing this woman, he was not willing to waste too much time. He said casually: "I want to accept him as my disciple, so I can't kneel down."
It’s not considered kneeling in vain.”
The woman looked a little complicated this time. Why is the town peaceful? Why have they not had any trouble with monsters in these years? It's all because there is such a Taoist temple behind her. Now the gods in the temple are willing to accept her son as a disciple. She knows what this means.
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"Master Immortal, are you telling the truth?"
She looked into Yun Jianyue's eyes and was worried that this young Taoist priest just said it casually.
Yun Jianyue nodded slowly. If he hadn't had such thoughts, he would never have wasted so much time on He Liang.
But before the woman could speak, He Liang immediately shook his head, "No, I want to stay with my mother all the time!"
The woman frowned and wanted to say something, but Yun Jianyue got there first, "The Taoist temple is behind the mountain. If you want to go down the mountain every day, you can go down the mountain every day. No one will stop you."
When He Liang heard this, he couldn't say anything for a while.
Yun Jianyue took out a pill and put it in He Liang's hand, and said calmly: "As I said, I will only wait for you in the yard for a quarter of an hour. If you are willing, you can come out and I will lead you up the mountain.
If you don't want to, I will go back to the mountain alone."
Yun Jianyue walked out of the house and stood in the yard, looking at the moonlight tonight with an indifferent expression. The inheritance of cultivators is mostly in the form of master and apprentice, but most monks are very old when they recruit disciples, like Yun Jianyue
There are very few young monks who have the intention of accepting disciples at this age.
But there are always exceptions in everything. He has already seen the child He Liang. He has a good foundation and a good temperament after some tests. Since they met, he believed that it was fate and accepted him as his disciple at this moment.
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Less than a quarter of an hour later, He Liang walked out of the house and looked at Yun Jianyue sitting on the steps. His tears had dried up at this moment. After sitting next to Yun Jianyue, he spread his hands and said
The elixir is still in the palm of my hand.
Yun Jianyue looked at the pill and asked curiously: "The reason?"
He Liang said: "My father died on that Great Wall, and I want to avenge him."
Yun Jianyue said calmly: "If you are willing to go to the Great Wall of the North to fight monsters in the future, no one will stop you."
He Liang suddenly asked: "If I go up that mountain and enter the Taoist temple, am I still considered a Liangren?"
They have also heard about the attitude of the monks from outside the country towards the people of Daliang. Even if the gods in the mountain behind them are not like this, generally speaking, they are monks from outside the country.
Yun Jianyue said: "What do you want to do, it has nothing to do with identity?"
He Liang asked softly: "Then where will I stand in the future?"
Yun Jianyue said calmly: "I don't care if you are standing on the opposite side."
He Liang shook his head, "But I care."
Yun Jianyue thought for a while, understood what he meant, and said, "That's it."
Yun Jianyue continued: "Since I have this idea, I won't force it. I will give you the elixir as a gift in return for treating me to a rice ball."
After saying this, he was about to stand up. He, one of the two great talents in the Taoist sect and one of the few young geniuses in the world, had taken a fancy to a disciple, but he was not accepted into the sect. If word spread, he would probably be laughed at, but he did not
He didn't care too much about fate. When he saw He Liang, it meant he was destined. If He Liang refused, it meant he didn't.
It comes because of fate, but it just leaves without fate.
But He Liang still shook his head and said sadly: "Master Immortal, you also treat me to a meal. Even if it's even, my mother won't take this medicine."
Yun Jianyue looked at He Liang and asked curiously: "Who is your mother?"
Between life and death, people who can choose death calmly are never ordinary people.
He Liang thought for a while and shook his head. In fact, even he himself didn't understand what kind of person his mother was. He only knew that his mother was very strict since he was a child. She always taught him to have backbone and not allow
Getting something for nothing is not allowed, and you are not allowed to accept others' kindness casually.
"She won't live much longer."
Yun Jianyue shook her head, picked up the medicine, stood up and left.
He Liang looked sad, but he quickly said from behind: "No matter what, thank you, Master Immortal!"
Yun Jianyue ignored it, but when she reached the door, she suddenly stopped, turned around, glanced at He Liang, and asked: "If you don't want to stand here, then you will probably have to be a martial artist."
He Liang looked confused and didn't quite understand what the word Wufu meant.
Yun Jianyue looked at He Liang and said, "If one day you can meet a guy named Chen Chao, you may be able to recognize him as your master."
"Who is that?"
"He is a very interesting warrior."
Yun Jianyue thought of the young warrior who had fought with him and shook her head.
He Liang still looked confused, but he quickly remembered the name. His intuition told him that this person might be very important to him. He quickly opened his mouth and asked: "Where is he?"
Yun Jianyue looked at him and said calmly: "Shendu."
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