C9 Three Emperors Palace, Qing Xuan Receive a Disciple

After three days of preparation, with the help of his grandfather's friends and former neighbors, the anniversary of the worship ceremony was successfully completed.

I knelt in front of my grandfather's grave and wept bitterly. My grandfather and I had been playing back in my mind like movie clips ever since I could remember. I remember that I cried for a long time, until my eyes were swollen and my throat was hoarse.

It was a real farewell, and it was a long time since I had returned to this house that had filled me with memories.

After bidding farewell to my fellow villagers, I carried my luggage and returned to the Supreme Purity Palace. In a week's time, I once again felt the warmth and desolation of the human world.

When I came back, all the seniors were reciting scriptures about the Dao, so I quietly went back to my own training room. I changed out of my common clothes and put on the Daoist robe, then asked the school for a half-month leave of absence. Although the teachers were not happy with me, the compulsory education did not blame me at all.

He sat down on the bed, took out his grandfather's remnants, and held them in his hands as he carefully examined them. His heart ached again, and his nose turned sour as tears once again rolled down his face.

I wrapped up my grandmother's things in a red bundle and put them in the cupboard. Afterwards, I took out a few thin pieces of papyrus and carefully examined the words on it. At that time, I was only a sophomore in elementary school.

Counting them, there are a total of four pieces of paper. The words on them seem to be the same, not a single word could be understood. Just when I was focusing on observing them, I suddenly felt someone behind me.

I jumped off the bed in a defensive posture. When I focused my eyes, I found that it was Qing Xuan Dao Long.

He stroked his beard as he stood behind me. He chuckled as he looked at me. "You work so hard. What are you looking at?"

My face reddened as I withdrew my posture before clasping my hands and bowing. "Daoist Master Qing Xuan, I've returned. I didn't tell you, please forgive me."

The smile on Qing Xuan Dao Long's face did not lessen, but he did not seem to be angry, and he slowly said: "How is it? Is it going well? "

I nodded my head vigorously.

"What are you going to do next?" he asked.

"I've already been here for a year, do you not want me anymore?" I asked eagerly, my voice full of tears.

Qing Xuan Dao Long waved his hands and said, "If you want to stay here, I won't chase you away. If you don't want to stay here, I won't let you stay either."

I hastily said, "I'll stay here! I'm not going anywhere! "

Qing Xuan Dao Long sat on a chair, the smile on his face had disappeared. With a solemn face, he asked me: "Then are you willing to enter the Dao?"

I looked at him in surprise, unable to make sense of what he was saying.

Qing Xuan Dao Long said another side, but it was in a white language that I could understand. "I will accept you as my disciple, are you willing?"

I vigorously nodded my head as the anxiety on my face instantly transformed into excitement. After that, I knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times. I clasped my hands together and shouted, "Master, above, I accept my disciple's kowtow!"

These three kowtows were very sturdy, and a large mushroom appeared atop their heads.

Qing Xuan Dao Long's face was filled with joy as he helped me up. He whispered, "That won't do.

Stunned, I used my hand to stroke the mushroom on my head. My heart was filled with complaints, but I didn't dare to say them out loud. Although he was discontented, his face was still brimming with a brilliant smile as he happily nodded his head.

Just as I was about to follow Qing Xuan Dao Long out of the training hall, I suddenly thought of those few pieces of paper and called out to him. Qing Xuan Dao Long was stunned for a moment, but didn't know what happened and followed me back to the house.

From the moment I tensed up, I threw those papers at the foot of the bed. I then picked them up from the floor and carefully spread them on the table.

Qing Xuan Dao Long picked up the papers from the table and carefully examined them. He saw that he was frowning and his eyes were filled with confusion. It was clear that he did not know what the words were.

He handed the paper back to me, stroked his beard, and looked at me quizzically. "What's this?" he asked. "Where did you get it?"

I told Qing Xuan Dao Long everything that I knew about how to discover these few pieces of paper.

After a while, he sighed and said, "I don't know what this is, perhaps elder can know, but elder has been feeling unwell recently, I think it is better for me not to disturb him. You are not in a hurry to know what this is, calm down, we can talk about it later."

After I finished speaking, I turned around and walked out of the temple. I hurriedly put away these few pieces of paper and followed Qing Xuan Dao Long to the third hall.

Now that Qing Xuan Dao Long has already become my master, and thinking back to when my grandfather was very close to him, I looked at his face and felt a sense of benevolence, like a family member. I made a decision in my heart, that I would definitely live up to my master's care and guidance.

Master Qing Xuan brought me to an empty space behind the three imperial palaces. On the two sides of the stone walls outside the three imperial palaces, each was embedded a stone tablet, and engraved on the tablet was the imperial edict of the Grand Dragon King's Genghis's sweating, bestowing the title of Laoshan Priest, one of the seven True disciples of the Daoist Sect.

Inside was a cedar tree, more than 20 meters tall and nearly 4 meters in diameter. It was more than 2100 years old, which was planted by Zhang Liangfu of the Western Han Dynasty when he first founded the Supreme Purity Palace.

On the north side of this ancient cypress tree, 1.5 meters from the ground, grew a vine plant ZaoLingxiao, the root of which grew entirely in the trunk, which corresponded with it. On the southern side of the cypress, about 10 meters from the ground, grew another woody plant, jujube (Galla chinensis). Lingxiao tree age has been over 100 years, and the age of the tree is almost 100 years.

Master Qing Xuan stood under the ancient cypress tree and softly said to me, "This year, you only cultivated an inner force cultivation method and gradually increased your inner force as you recited the sutras. Maybe you didn't even realize this. because there was no significant change. "

He paused for a moment, then continued with a serious expression, "From now on, I will pass on to you the true mantras and martial arts techniques of Laoshan Taoist."

I blinked and asked, "Is it my grandfather's type?"

Master Qing Xuan smiled slightly. "Right, I will pass you all the things that your grandfather knows, at least it can be considered as repaying his divine being." With that, he raised his head to look at the clear sky above the Clear Sky Peak.

He was lost in thought for a while. Then, he turned his head to look at me and asked, "I'll teach you how to draw talismans today."

A seven year old little brat, it's already good enough for you to use a watercolor pen to draw a child's drawing. But now, I have to learn how to draw talismans. This is simply forcing others to do it.

Master took out a thick stack of spell papers and drew two on the paper with cinnabar. He placed them in front of me and said, "Today, draw two. According to this painting, if you can't draw well, you're not allowed to eat."

After saying that, I walked towards the path leading to the Three Purities Palace. I immediately disappeared, leaving behind only me, who was sitting under a tree facing a pile of yellow spell paper and two spells that looked like wild grass.

I stared at the spell on the ground in a daze, sighed, dipped my finger in cinnabar and started to copy it on the paper. After a few hours, my waist and back were sore, and I was sweating profusely.

Throwing down the talisman paper in my hand, I ran towards the well behind the Three Sovereigns' Hall, poured half a bucket of water into my bucket, raised my head and gulped it down heavily. In an instant, I felt my whole body was cool and comfortable.

The sunlight was shaken by the leaves on the trees as a refreshing mountain breeze brushed against my body. The refreshing water in the well extinguished the scorching heat within my body. I slowly closed my eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

In my dreams, Grandfather appeared before me. I couldn't see his face clearly, but I was sure that it was Grandfather. He held my hand and smiled lovingly.

He pulled me in front of a pile of runes and said, "I've shown you these since I was young, you'll definitely draw them. He's in your blood, remember, you're my grandfather's grandson. You're the Li family's descendant."

At that instant, the runes on the ground started to spin and dance in front of my eyes. The vermilion runes on it were suffused with a red light and each one of them imprinted itself into my mind.

I opened my eyes when the last of the runes was finished, and it was late afternoon, the leaves rustling in the mountain wind, the sky and the clouds a fiery red from the setting sun.

I shook my head and patted my face with both hands. My mind was in a mess. That strange dream from before had made me feel a little sad. If only it could be like this.

With his finger touching the cinnabar, he glanced at the magic charm and with a few swishes, he finished drawing the magic charm, and it was all the same.