【Xiaoyaozong *Meeting】
Tantai Jin remembered that the sky was blue that day, and his body was eroded and rotted in the river water. By chance, he obtained the magic weapon, crawled out of that place, and regrown his body.
Five hundred years, he searched Guikuhe and still didn't see Ye Xiwu's soul.
So he wanted to live.
Only if you are alive can you see her again one day.
After five hundred years in the Guikuhe River, he looked like an evil spirit, pale and dilapidated, and fell helplessly on the green grass.
He didn't know what kind of monster he was, and his whole body was rotten for a round, like mud on the ground, and then slowly regrouped. Only with a pair of eyes that I tried my best to protect, I can still see the colors of the world.
That was the first time he saw Lord Zhaoyou.
The old man sat on the donkey and passed by him.
Tantai Jin looked at the passing person with a pair of cold eyes. The snakes, insects, rats and ants all around him retreated, and only the old man came over.
Zhao You looked at the young man with a tenacious desire for survival, and sighed: "The hexagram says that there is a difference in the southeast. I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse, but it actually refers to you."
"One thought of life, one thought of death, all beings have spirits, where do you come from and have a home?"
The boy fell into the grass weakly with his boneless fingers, and said nothing.
Zhao Youping felt that he was a bit pitiful, and the boy's eyes were cold and icy, but when he mentioned the word home, his **** eyes became dazed.
Zhao You knows that people who have been alone for most of their lives will have this look.
"So from now on, Xiaoyaozong will be your home."
Tantai Jin heard him say this.
That day Zhaoyou took him back, knowing that this person was going to save him, Tantai Jin's thoughts of waiting for an opportunity to kill and steal treasure were lost.
He was too weak and needed a place full of wings and could not easily sacrifice the God Slaughter Crossbow in his body.
When he was a child, he heard the story of the farmer and the snake. The farmer rescued the snake, but was bitten by the snake.
He felt that he was the snake in the story, and looked at the land that Zhao You had taken him through with cold eyes.
Tantai Jin lay on the donkey, and Zhao, who was holding the donkey, sang a song.
The singing was broad-minded, with comforting power, Tantai Jin held on for a while, and fell asleep in such singing.
Zhao You didn't look back, and a brocade blanket covered the young man out of thin air.
The donkey took them through the jungle by the river and flew to Xiaoyao Xianshan.
"Here."
Tantai Jin opened his eyes. He was able to fall asleep for the first time in five hundred years. There is a magnificent cloud and mist. There is a large farmland under the mountain gate, row upon row of farmland, which is planted with herbs, which looks green and full of vitality.
There is a forest of persimmons in front of me. The persimmons have matured and hung on the branches without falling.
Seeing him looking at the persimmons, Zhao You smiled and said, "Let's turn around and let Zanghai pick two for you to taste."
Going further, lush herbs are also planted in front of the door.
Several men greeted them and said joyfully, "Master!"
"Master, you are finally back."
"Hey...who is he?"
Zhao You smiled and said, "A poor man."
Several big faces came up at the same time. The head was a slightly fat man with a hair crown, a gourd hung around his waist, and his eyebrows drooped and said, "I have suffered a serious injury. It must be in pain."
Several young disciples had sympathy in their eyes.
Tantai Jin's black eyes were on guard and looked at them calmly. There are no good people in this world, and the old man must have no plans to save him.
Zhao You waved a few men away: "Go, go, do your own thing, do what you do around him."
The crowd clasped their fists and saluted, and left with a smile.
Zhao You took him into the room, waved a huge wooden barrel, and steam was in the barrel. Zhao You made a seal with one hand, and read the syntax decision. The herbs outside flew into the house and melted in the water.
Zhao You said: "It will be very painful. I will help you clean up the rotten flesh and bear with me for a while."
Tantai Jin fell into the barrel and snorted.
Zhao You sighed and said, "Call it out if it hurts. It's easier to shout out."
Tantai Jin still did not speak, gritted his teeth. He heard the lark chirping outside the window in his ears, and the voice of the fat monk commanding other disciples came from the fat monk who had just met——
"Zanglin, go to Master Uncle to get the spirit pill."
"Zangshu, where are your clothes, you have a similar physique to him, find a set."
"Tibetan wind..."
"You know, my house is full of energy and is suitable for healing. I will vacate the house. Brother Zanghai, don't rush it."
"Smelly boy!"
A few laughed together.
Zhao You also had a faint smile in his eyes. He made a pot of tea, and the fragrance of the tea in the room curled up, dispelling the smell of carrion from Tantai Jin.
The teenager sits naked in a wooden barrel. If it is someone else, he will always be upset, but he doesn't. He doesn't care about his nakedness, and he works hard to absorb the medicine in the barrel.
Zhaoyou knew from that moment.
This young man has a tough mind, but lacks the shame that ordinary people should have. He will definitely be a big role in the future.
Whether the future is good or bad depends on good fortune.
Xiaoyao Zong is good at divining hexagrams, Zhaoyou traveled for several years, returned from experience, picked up a young man, accepted him as a closed disciple, and gave him the name Cang Jiumin.
Jiu Min means nine days.
Tantai Cinder hurts better, the day of the tea ceremony.
Zhao You’s eyes were warm, took the tea cup, and touched his head, with a kind voice: "In the beginning of man, the starting point is not the same, but Jiu Min, good or evil, success or failure, is not in the world, in you Original mind."
Tan Tai Jin raised his eyes, sniffed in his heart, and replied respectfully and in a low voice on his face: "The disciple, please keep it in mind."
He bowed down.
There is a white jade in the sky, and five cities on the twelfth floor.
The fairy caressed me, knotted hair and received longevity. [Note 3]
In the eyes of Tantai Jin, Xiaoyao Sect was just a stepping stone to heal his wounds and get into the immortal way. Tantai Jin thought coldly, they had raised a poisonous snake but didn't know it, they had seen their most embarrassed look, and when his poisonous snake became stronger in the future, it would be possible to kill all of them.
At first, Tantai Jin did think this way, but he didn't expect that the style of painting didn't know how to go further and further.
[Xiaoyao Zong* A group of scumbags and the only tyrant]
Tantai Jin always knew what he wanted. When he was a mortal, he admired the power of Confucianism and the immortal. On the day his body grows well, he said, the opportunity to draw energy into the body came.
It stands to reason that the martial art might also publish a booklet Xianjue and the like.
So he went to the Tibetan Sea.
Zanghai was sewing clothes, Tantai Jin took a look, looked away, and humbled: "Brother Zanghai, my health is getting better, Master asked me to follow the brothers to learn the introductory mentality first."
Fatty Zanghai pinched the clothes with his fingers, bit the thread off his teeth, and said cheerfully: "Don't worry, don't worry, the younger brother is still weak, and his cultivation is very hard. He needs a strong body."
Tantai Jin was silent for a moment, and looked at the thread he had bitten off: "I see."
Waited for three days.
Tantai Jin: "Brother."
"Good, good, teach today, you remember."
Tantai Jin's eyes were dull, and he listened attentively.
"Sit with closed eyes and mind, hold solid and quietly thinking about God. Knock your teeth thirty-six, hold Kunlun with both hands. Drums are blasted from left and right, and you can smell it at twenty-four degrees. Swing slightly to shake the Tianzhu, shake the Tianzhu...[Note 1]"
Tantai Jin's breath stuck in half, opened his eyes, and whispered: "Big brother?"
Zanghai knocked on his head: "Don't worry, don't worry, let me think about it, it's been too long for entraining the breath into the body, and the brother has almost forgotten it."
Tantai Jin held back the anger in his heart, with a jade-like beautiful face, and said with a smile: "Okay."
After a while, several senior brothers from Haishulinfeng gathered to teach the younger brothers how to breathe into the body.
Several people stumbled and pieced it together, and when it came to "Such a three-time completion, Shenshui swallowed nine times, swallowed gurgling sounds, and the hundred pulses were self-adjusted [Note 2]", they diverged.
Zanghai: "That's it, I remembered it like this back then."
Tibetan Lin: "No, brother, I remember this sentence at the back."
Zangfeng: "What Brother Zanglin said is right, Brother Zanghai, you forgot that you had been absorbing the breath for three years, and the respected master thought you had a wrong spiritual root test."
Cold sweat oozes from Zanghai's forehead: "Hahaha, Junior Brother, don't worry."
Tantai Jin looked at them blankly, heard these words, smiled and said, "Okay."
A bunch of junk stuff.
They put together the formula for three days, and finally compiled a booklet on the third day.
Several people surrounded Tantai Jin.
"Little Junior Brother, it's correct this time, surely it's true, we also consulted Senior Uncle and Senior Sister Lan."
"Yes, right, little brother, hurry up and learn."
Tantai Jinmu had a face, and wanted to sneer. After enduring and forbearing, he barely gave a shy smile: "Thank you, brothers, I have already enlightened myself."
He raised his hand, and a faint white gas appeared in his palm.
The sea, forest and wind are all in admiration.
"Brother, I should build the foundation."
Zanghai happily stretched out a hand on his shoulder: Junior Brother, congratulations, martial law, after successful entrainment, you can take a three-month vacation. "
Looking at their envious eyes, Tan Tai Jin thought of hacking to death in his heart.
"Haha."
They didn't understand Tantaijin's yin and yang strangeness.
"The brothers were still worried, little brother, you didn’t come here by coincidence. After two months, you will have to test the Xiaoyao Heart Sutra, and beginner disciples will also have to silently vest the Sutra. If you fail to pass, you will be punished. If you have time, you can recite it, but Stabilize the spiritual body and stabilize the Taoist heart."
Fourth senior brother Lin Feng leaned in his ear: "Don't be afraid of the younger brother, the senior brothers will quietly transmit your voice to you when the time comes, and you will not be punished."
"Thank you brother."
The Heart Sutra of Xiaoyao Sect is hundreds of pages thick, and it is an unspeakable pain in the hearts of all Xiaoyao Sect disciples to memorize it word by word.
On the day of the test of the Heart Sutra, Tan Tai Jin silently memorized a round in the Sea of ??Knowledge, holding his arms and looking coldly at the entire trial site, the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect in green and white shirts, all scratching their ears and cheeks with painful expressions.
He later realized that he had entered a wonderful sect.
The whole staff is lazy, happy to live, and the spiritual roots are extremely poor.
Instead of this, it is better to be expelled from the division and find another way out.
He raised his hand and erased the Happy Heart Sutra that had been drawn up in the sea of ??knowledge.
Tantai Jin curled his lips sarcastically, how could the beast be with the flock?
After Haishulinfeng finished silent, he quietly transmitted the sound to Tantai Jinshihai. He ignored this group of waste and looked towards the sky outside.
I am afraid it is winter in the world, but it does not snow in the winter of Xianmen. After the fairy breath is curled up, it is an open and rolling mountain.
Those who fail the assessment will be punished by thinking about the cliff in five days.
Although Xiaoyao Sect was sloppy, it was very strict with the disciples who couldn't memorize the Heart Sutra, and lashed them 80 times.
Tantai Jin took off the blue and white shirt with the fish pattern of the Xiaoyao Zong, put on a black robes, and waited for the call of the law enforcement elders.
There is a moon in Xiaoyao Xianshan in winter. When the warm moonlight illuminates the land in winter, Tantai Jin leaned at the door, thinking of the person who had been missing for five hundred years.
He didn't know how powerful the world was to resurrect a person, but it was definitely not a place like Xiaoyao Sect.
He waited to be summoned to be punished. He had just come out of the moon and waited until the moonlight faded, and there was still no one to punish him.
Tantai Jin got up and walked towards Si over the cliff.
Under the gurgling waterfall, the four leaned together and sighed.
They smacked their lips with a few **** welts on their backs, "Master Jingxin is still so ruthless, and it hurts me personally."
Zanghai touched his **** back, patted them one by one: "But it's only 20 lashes per person. Get up quickly and change your clothes. Don't let the younger brother see it."
"His, it hurts brother."
Several people stood up and changed their clothes.
Zang Shu said, "Fortunately, it's not the younger brother who beat us. It's okay to beat us. Anyway, the skin is thick and thick, and I was used to being beaten back then."
"Yes, yes, the younger brother is young and still a mortal."
Zanghai took a sip of the wine in the gourd: "He was injured. He was injured so badly before. He was lying there alone. Zangfeng told him jokes without laughing. The sadness is hidden in his eyes. Since he has become our junior, We are useless. We can't do anything else for him. If we can protect him, we must protect him."
Tantai Jin watched this scene coldly, walked back to his residence, and stayed up all night.
He hadn't made bigu yet, and the next day Zanghai brought him food and came in: "Come on, brother, taste it, brother has just learned the braised lion head."
Zanghai looked at his Xuan Yi: "Hey Junior Brother? Why don't you wear a disciple suit?"
Tantai Jin picked up his chopsticks and smashed the lion's head: "I don't like white."
The lion head shattered under the chopsticks.
"The black color is good, the black color is good, the younger brother wears the mysterious clothes and is handsome and handsome." Zang Hai still smiled, "turning back brother to sew the fish pattern on you, we from the Xiaoyao Sect, we must have a sign."
Tantai Jin didn't speak, he lowered his eyes and took a mouthful of the lion's head entrance.
The Tibetan Sea is very soft and melts in the mouth.
Tantai Jin whispered: "Okay."
Later, Zanghai added silver fish patterns on all his mysterious clothes, including Tantaijin's boots.
That was the first time that Tantai Jin had tasted respect after five hundred years.
In the second year, he recites the Heart Sutra of Xiaoyao Zong.
Tantai Jin finished memorizing silently, raised his eyes to look at the vast sky, knowing the sea is the voice of the brothers whispering to him to transmit the correct heart sutra.
This group of "waste" does not seem to be that abominable.
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