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The Final Volume - Legend of Immortals Chapter 162 The Master¡¯s Back

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    I thought my house would be lively, so I carried Lushan on my back and returned with Master, only to find that it had become quiet again. Those drunk and unconscious guys who were sleeping messily in my yard were gone.  At this time, Mr. Qiu Changnu came over and said to me: "Master, they have been taken back by their master." I nodded and put Lu Shan on the chair in the yard.  Only then did he realize that Tao Bo had not been taken away, and he looked very insecure. He curled up and fell asleep in a corner, probably because Lu Shan was not around, and he couldn't feel at ease.  Thinking of his experience, I felt that this child was really pitiful. For so many years, his only support was Lu Shan.  "Find someone to send them back too." The master frowned slightly, and then said softly to Mr. Qiu Changluo. Mr. Qiu Changluo didn't ask any questions, nodded, and then went down to make arrangements.  Master and I returned to the room. I was still drunk. At this time, fatigue also came out. I lay on the table and didn't know what to say for a while.  "Still like a child." Master glanced at me, biting the tobacco stick, his eyes were calm, but his expression was very loving.  I enjoyed this feeling very much and just smiled at Master.  "Go to sleep. I will stay with you tonight." The master said lightly.  ¡°Are you going back that day?¡± I asked.  "I won't go back to stay with you." What the master said was inexplicable.  "Why do you suddenly want to accompany me?" Is Master worried about that big battle?  "Chengyi, you are hiding the truth from me, and you can't hide it from me. Is there something wrong with the boy's will in you?" After saying this, the master took the dry tobacco pole from his mouth and suddenly looked at me like this,  His eyes became calmer and calmer, just like the long years we have gone through, many sunrises and sunsets when I was eating, I was doing morning exercises, and I was watching his eyes towards me.  But I sat up straight and murmured: "Master, you." As I spoke, the emotions I had been suppressing for the past few days finally became unbearable, and my eyes suddenly turned red.  It¡¯s like a wronged child who is finally discovered by his elders. How can he remain calm?  Master didn't say anything. He just stood up and reached out to touch my hair. He was still as calm as when I was young and needed his protection. It made me feel at ease and felt that as long as he was there, I would be safe.  Nothing is a problem.  "Go to sleep first. Don't think about me. As long as I am still here, no one can take my disciple away from you." Master said this very softly, but extremely firmly. I suddenly felt at ease inexplicably, and looked at  Master nodded heavily.  Then, I didn't say anything, and I didn't even have time to take off my clothes before lying on the bed. Then a thick sleepiness surrounded me. I felt like I hadn't experienced this kind of sleepiness for a long time.  The kind of mood that makes you feel at ease and want to sleep on ordinary days, rather than the mood of being full of worries and exhausted to the extreme and having to sleep.  I soon lost consciousness, but I felt Master sitting next to my bed, putting his hand on my head, touching it a few times and then went silent.  I didn't sleep for long before I was woken up by Master in the morning. However, after this deep sleep, I was very energetic. Originally, practitioners sleep less than ordinary people, so it didn't have much impact.  .  After seeing that I got up, Master walked quickly to the door, his hair and beard still messy, turned to me and shouted: "Why don't you hurry up? Get up and do morning exercises!" Morning exercises?  This word is almost unfamiliar to me who lives a wandering life. However, Master looked at me and smiled. I was still a little confused, but I smiled at Master inexplicably, and then jumped up from the bed.  , and then said: "Okay, morning exercise!" The snow-capped mountains in the morning, like its night, are also full of spectacular beauty. The faint sunshine in the morning, the broad grassland, the surrounding white snow-capped mountains, the clear and clear lakes,  The galloping horses form a picture full of hope.  After several sets of punches, my body was already steaming with steam. I had already dragged off my obstructive robe, and I was only wearing a pair of white pants, but I still couldn't dissipate the steaming heat from my body.  It¡¯s been too long since I¡¯ve had morning exercise, and I feel a little tired physically, but I¡¯m filled with a strange kind of spiritual enrichment, which makes me feel good. Master is sitting on the lawn next to me, looking at me like he did when he was a child, and occasionally  When my movements are not standard, he will always come over and give me a slap or a kick.  Some cold lake water was poured on my face, and I felt a little bit of cold comfort, and shouted: "It's so nice!" And the master came over with my robe and said to me.He said: "You're crazy enough, put it on quickly to avoid catching a cold." I put on the robe and smiled at Master: "Do you think I can still catch a cold?" "Cultivators are also human beings, why can't they catch a cold?  "Don't talk nonsense to me!" As he spoke, the master whistled in the distance, and a disciple in charge of the animals on the grassland over there galloped over on horseback, bringing two horses with him.  Horse.  I didn't know what the master was going to do, but he looked into the distance and said: "Chengyi, it's also a morning exercise. What do you think is different between here and at Zhulin Xiaozhu?" "There is no difference." I almost didn't  I said it after thinking about it. Originally, there is no difference. The effect of morning exercise is the same no matter where it is.  "That's right, the same is true in life. No matter in good times or in bad times, you will still be the same. You will not change yourself because of any environment, nor give up on yourself because of any difficulties. That is, you will maintain the foundation of your true heart. Understand  As long as you are still here, nothing can change the environment, and nothing can overwhelm you. Never forget your original intention and temper your true heart. "At this time, the disciple of the Snow Mountain lineage with the horse had already arrived in front of Master and me.  .  Dismounted and handed the two horses, which had been harnessed, to the master.  I stood there without moving but thinking about what Master said to me. Master had not mentioned the word "original intention" to me for many years. I always thought that when I grew up, I no longer needed to be deliberate.  Someone mentioned the word "honest" to me, and I thought I maintained it very well.  But the master did not let me think too much. Instead, he led two horses to my side. He got on one of the horses himself. His skills were strong and unrestrained, and he did not look like an almost 100-year-old man at all.  Elderly people.  Then he said to me: "Get on the horse!" "Where to go?" I subconsciously held the reins of the horse, then turned over and rode up.  Master looked into the distance and smiled, pointing to a snow-capped mountain in the distance and said to me: "Go to the foot of that snow-capped mountain over there to be one. You and I are both cultivators. Today we will challenge that snow-capped mountain."  "While speaking, Master didn't give me a chance to respond. He said 'drive' and started to gallop ahead. His fragmentary voice came across in the wind, "If you arrive later than me, you'll have to wait a minute.  "One kick" I believe Master can really do it, how can I dare to neglect it?  At that moment, he pinched the horse's belly with his legs and began to chase the master.  The grassland here is not as wide as the vast no-man's land grassland outside, but as the horse gallops, I realize that what I see in my eyes cannot be completely connected with the actual distance. After all, the world is huge, and people are so small.  Many things can only be seen with the eyes, rather than truly 'measured' with the body.  The horses are galloping, and the whistling wind blows across the majestic grassland from my ears, giving me a feeling of infinite heart. Just like many scenes in the years, what I see is still Master¡¯s reassuring back. It¡¯s just me.  The horse beneath me seemed to be faster, and the figure behind me was getting closer and closer to me. Soon, I was walking side by side with Master.  "Chengyi, do you think this world is big?" Master did not slow down, but screamed at me in the howling wind.  "Big!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.  "Chengyi, do you feel that you are very small?" Master asked me again.  "Yes, on this grassland, I feel like a little black dot." I said loudly with a smile.  "But the world is so big, and a small black dot is so tiny. But just because the world is big and you are small, do you really not exist? Not only do you exist, but you also left behind a long legacy of your own along the way.  Traces, those are your existence, and neither heaven nor earth can erase them! Therefore, at any time, you cannot give up on yourself because neither heaven nor earth can reject your existence. How can your will be affected by the existence of the will of your previous life?  Dissipate? Can it be compared with heaven and earth?" Master suddenly turned his head and shouted at me.  But this time, I didn't scream, but whispered: "Master" "My apprentice will not disappear! No" the master suddenly shouted to the sky, and then speeded up again  Looking up, what I saw was still his reassuring figure.
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