Chapter 145 Four Eyes Flying Letter (please subscribe~~)
The founder of Wudang Sect, Zhang Sanfeng, resigned at the age of thirty-two to seek immortality. It was not until he was sixty-seven that he met the Fire Dragon Master in Zhongnan Mountain. Get the true message of the great road.
Jiang Ziya, a representative late bloomer, also practiced Taoism at the age of thirty-two. It was not until he was seventy-two that he waited for the opportunity to become a god and became famous in one battle.
Compared with the time they spent practicing Taoism, Ren Tingting, who was only twenty years old, was nothing at all, and Uncle Jiu, known as the 'strongest mentor in Novice Village', built the foundation for him, just from the starting point. It's enough to instantly kill countless protagonists who have a really miserable start.
However, Qin Yao was too lazy to explain so much to her and said with a smile: "You are not afraid of being late for a good meal, and the same is true for practice."
Seeing his calm and relaxed expression, Ren Tingting gradually felt at ease: "Thank you, Mr. Qin, I will change my clothes and go back with you."
Unlike Qin Yao, as a native of Renjia Town, she is more Pay attention to the comments and looks of the villagers.
Going back wearing a uniform will inevitably become the center of criticism while becoming the center of attention.
People's words are scary, and she doesn't want to be poked in the spine because of such a trivial matter.
Evening.
The sky was dark.
Qin Yao and Ren Tingting, who was wearing a light blue jacket and skirt, had just stepped into the gate of Yizhuang. Qiu Sheng greeted him happily like a bee smelling the fragrance of flowers. He said with a smile on his face: "Junior brother , Tingting.”
Qin Yao nodded: "Senior brother, where is the master?"
"It's almost dinner time. I should offer incense to my ancestor in the main room."
"I'll go and talk to the master first. Senior brother, please stay here to catch up with Tingting.”
Qiu Sheng's eyes sparkled and he said with a smile: "Okay, okay, junior brother, you should hurry up and see the master. Business is important."
Qin Yao smiled slightly, nodded to Ren Tingting, and strode into the main room. Sure enough, I saw Uncle Jiu offering incense to the statue of the ancestor with a look of reverence on his face.
At that time, Qin Yao once said to Hong Jinli that worshiping gods and offering incense should not be done for three days, fishing and two days drying nets, but Uncle Jiu was a leader in adhering to the same goal.
“Have you had dinner?” Uncle Jiu did not look back, but steadily inserted the incense into the incense burner with both hands.
“Not yet.” Qin Yao followed his master and bowed to the ancestor, saying softly.
"Let's have something to eat together later... Are you okay over there in Fucheng?"
"With the City God's Temple guarding us, not to mention a group of weak zombies, even a thousand-year-old ghost holding hands can't pull me out. This flag in Fucheng." Qin Yao said confidently.
Uncle Jiu paused for a moment, then turned around with a strange look on his face: "When you say this, I can't tell whether you are helping the City God or the City God is helping you..."
Qin Yao shrugged: "It's just helping each other. I help him gather incense and bless his godhead; he guards my foundation and repels evil spirits."
Nine Uncle: "..."
Why is it that the more I listen to it, the more I feel like Cheng Huang is like a security guard?
“Don’t mention this anymore.” Seeing him stunned and speechless, Qin Yao chuckled and said: “Master, Ren Tingting wants to practice Taoism. Do you think it is you who will build the foundation for her, or I will build the foundation for her? ?”
This The word "foundation" mentioned here does not have the same meaning as the word "foundation" in the foundation-building pill. It is closer to opening the meridians, or opening up the two meridians of Ren and Du in martial arts novels. It is a way to lead people into the Tao. It thrives in spiritual energy. The increasingly rarefied modern times.
In the early years, the spiritual energy was strong and it was easy to enter the Tao; in recent years, just the step of "entering the door" has stopped many people who are interested in practicing, let alone the advanced practice.
"Let me do it, you can't do this." Uncle Jiu came back to his senses and said calmly.
Qin Yao went out and called Ren Tingting into the lobby. Qiu Sheng followed him shamelessly and stood aside honestly.
"Tingting, cultivating the Tao is not a good thing with all benefits and no harm. Once you set foot on the road, your destiny will change. It will not be so easy to want ordinary and ordinary happiness. You Have you really thought about it?" Uncle Jiu said seriously with his back to the statue of the ancestor, facing Ren Tingting and others.
Ren Tingting's palm-sized cheeks were full of seriousness, and she nodded heavily: "Yes, I have already thought about it, please ask Uncle Jiu to help me practice." Uncle Jiu nodded, turned around and took the gold from the statue of the ancestor. Silver whisk, holding the handle of the whisk in his backhand, pouring mana into it continuously.
Three thousand silver-white whisk threads turned into red gold under the infusion of magic power. As they shook gently, the room was filled with golden light.
"Sit down." Uncle Jiu pointed to the futon cushion in front of him and said.
Ren Tingting sat cross-legged on the futon and watched with her own eyes as Uncle Jiu put the base of the fly whisk with a faint golden glow between her eyebrows.
"Close your eyes and I will take you to look at the meridians throughout your body." Uncle Jiu said in a deep voice.
Ren Tingting did not dare to neglect, she quickly closed her eyes and calmed down.
“Junior brother, does master want to accept Tingting as his disciple?”
Qiu Sheng watched here curiously, and finally couldn't help it any longer, and tugged at the corner of Qin Yao's clothes.
Qin Yao shook his head: "No, I'm just showing her the door..."
As he spoke, a simple white paper crane suddenly flew into the yard and kept flying outside the lobby. Wander.
Qin Yao looked up, stepped out, and raised his right hand to the paper crane in mid-air.
The paper crane seemed to smell his scent and slowly landed in the center of his palm.
"Who sent you the flying letter?" Qiu Sheng asked in a low voice as his face suddenly became solemn after he opened the paper crane.
"Uncle Four Eyes."
Qin Yao folded the letter and put it in his pocket, turned to look at the master who was building the foundation for Ren Tingting: "Don't ask, we will talk about it later. ”
Half an hour later.
Uncle Jiu gently lifted up the gold and silver whisk and exhaled a breath: "That's it. Have you remembered everything?"
Ren Tingting's eyelids trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes: "Remember, thank you Uncle Jiu."
"Junior brother, Qiu Sheng, master... Hey, Tingting, you are here too." At this time, Wen Cai walked in, stroking his stomach that kept rumbling. When he saw the pretty Ren Tingting, his face suddenly lit up with joy.
He now knows that his "elder" junior brother is only interested in female ghosts, but not much in women.
As long as I continue to express my kindness and warmth, I might be able to warm Tingting's heart in the future and win the beauty back...
"Wencai." Ren Tingting responded, and the next step was He looked away within seconds.
She understands Wen Cai and even Qiu Sheng's "ill-intentioned intentions", but she does not pretend to be reserved, but is reserved to the point of alienation.
Clearly feeling the other party's alienation, Wencai's excited face darkened slightly.
"Qin Yao, what does your uncle want from you?" Uncle Jiu took in everything and silently changed the subject.
“The tower of Maoshan Xingtang has been completed. The leader announced that it will officially open in three days. Uncle Simu asked Master to prepare in advance and bring more uncles, uncles, brothers and brothers up the mountain so that we can seize the land. ." Qin Yao said with a smile.
Uncle Jiu: "..."
Everyone: "..."
Why does this sound so uncomfortable?
How could a good Xianmen organization, modified by his language, become the same as a Jianghu society? ?
(End of this chapter)