I am immortal

The old master had never thought that the child in front of him would ask such a big question when he opened his mouth. He was slightly startled, then smiled gently, stretched out his hand, and found a place to stay in the book next to him. He took the child and sat next to him, then smiled and stretched out his finger, pointed at the child's heart, and said gently: "Tao, it's right here."

The child lowered his head and looked at his heart, puzzled, and said: "Here?"

"Um."

Master Qiu Wen smiled and nodded. The child was puzzled. Master was waiting for his thinking. He was always like this. Different disciples have different qualifications, different temperaments, and different things they are good at, so the disciples asked him about the same thing. Questions always get different answers.

At this moment, the old master gave the best direction for this child.

This is not a real explanation, but it is the direction that is most suitable for the child in front of him. If he continues to move forward in this direction, he can find his own answer. Of course, at this time, he is just full of doubts in his heart, and then naturally Asked: "Why are you here?"

This is to arouse his heart and enlighten his wisdom, and then he can teach.

When the child was doubtful about this answer, the master's teaching had already begun. He followed this natural curiosity and continued with a calm and simple tone.

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"Thousands of years ago, the human world was divided and the nine states were at odds with each other. Although they were from the same human race, they were at war with each other. They fought constantly against each other and resolved blood feuds. The people lived in misery, but they laughed for other people. At that time, the heavens were not Ning, the Lord of all spirits is still young, and all spirits are called demons.”

"The Demon Emperor Taixiao has great ambitions and wants to refine the common people in the world as the basis of his own Dao..."

Above the restaurant, an old man wearing a long gown sat in the middle, holding a gavel in his hand, and talked about the events of that year. They are some of the most popular legends passed down in the world. He spoke vividly and eloquently.

People in this world have been familiar with it since they were children. Even when they are older, they feel that these stories are exaggerated. However, I am still very interested, and when passing by, I am willing to stop and listen to a piece.

I have listened to it so much that I am familiar with the context of the story, and I can continue telling it at any point.

But I never get tired of listening to it.

This is the safest theme in this restaurant and teahouse, a business that is sure to make a profit without losing any money.

Especially around the New Year, every restaurant and teahouse puts a lot of effort into telling this story well.

The hotel owner, leaning against the doorpost with his arms crossed, was also fascinated by what he heard.

After hearing what the old man said about the Master coming out of seclusion and rejecting all the Buddhas in the West, people cheered and said hello, but then he said that the Master rode on a green bull and had purple energy that came from the east for thirty thousand miles and climbed to the top of the sky step by step. Although people still listen to the story with gusto, it is inevitable that they feel a bit like listening to myths and legends.

He caught a glimpse of a young man wearing a black robe on the second floor, with a light demeanor but a rich spirit, sitting by the window, holding a wine cup and humming. There seemed to be not much wine in the jug, and there were not many appetizers on the table. Just a plate of peanuts and a plate of vegetarian vegetables.

Since he was a restaurant owner, he saw people coming and going, and his eyes were very sharp. He could tell that this young man had a different demeanor, so he cut a small plate of Duozi beef, picked up a small pot of wine, and walked upstairs. , delivered it in person.

The young man raised his eyes slightly, and the restaurant owner said cheerfully: "The guest is drinking alone, but with an unfamiliar face. This is the first time he comes to our restaurant, so he must drink well. You can eat this plate of beef. If you think it tastes good, you can come back next time.”

"Sir, is this your first time in our capital?"

Is this your first time here?

The young man smiled and shook his head and said, "No, I lived here for a while."

The store owner was a little embarrassed, then pointed to the dishes he put on the table and said: "Then you have to try our signature dishes, but this is a time-honored restaurant in Beijing!"

"It's seven hundred years old."

"It was improved from an old beef in the capital seven hundred years ago."

This young man didn't seem to be a rigid person. He just smiled and nodded, then drank alone and looked at the storyteller. The shop owner simply sat down next to him. After listening to a passage, he couldn't help but sigh: "This old Song Dynasty leader talks about hundreds of scholars." The story about the family and the Mighty King is not bad, but when it comes to Master, it is somewhat exaggerated."

The young man in black robe asked: "How do you say that?"

This shopkeeper is also a talkative. Hearing this guest talk to him, he smiled and replied: "Guest, you don't know. Don't look at Old Songtou just wearing these shabby clothes and telling stories in this restaurant. He is an authentic scholar." One of the heirs of a hundred families, one end of the [miscellaneous family].”

"He spoke of the mighty King Bingfeng, and the Taizu Shenwu Emperor. These are all documented in history, and they cannot be exaggerated. However, the descendants of these scholars always speak highly of the master who was under the Nine Monuments. The words, "Purple Qi comes thirty thousand miles from the east, resists Buddhism from the west for seventeen years, and goes to the sky to fight, it's already a myth."

The shopkeeper shook his head.

The young man with his hair tied up in a jade crown and a clean black robe held a cup of tea, drank a little and said, "That's it."

"It's too much to say that Master's achievements back then."

When the store owner heard this, he nodded with a smile and continued to talk. However, the old storyteller Song seemed to be unhappy. When he stopped, he also walked up to the second floor and said: "You say nice things about me, but these things are recorded for our ancestors." Yes, how can you still lie?"

"Tsk, if it was Confucius Qiu who said that, then I would definitely not say anything, but even Confucius Qiu just said to respect ghosts and gods and stay away from them..."

The two got into an argument, but they didn't know when the young man in black robe had disappeared. They turned around and saw that the man had gone and put money on the table. The shopkeeper felt a little pity and muttered: "It's all you." Ah, I have been arguing so much with you, but I have neglected our guests."

"Are you arguing with me? Don't you insist on arguing with me?"

Old Song's head glared, "Didn't your ancestors also listen to lectures under Confucius? Ximen!"

The shopkeeper named Ximen said:

"But Xuanzu Ximen Dachong never said that he should blindly believe and follow that master!"

"you you you!"

The two people quarreled again. The descendants of the princes and the surrounding diners did not know that the person who just sat by the window was the protagonist in the story. The man in black robe walked down the restaurant and heard a familiar name behind him. He looked at In the street next to it, thousands of years have passed. The whole world has changed tremendously and is changing with each passing day, but only the place near the Nine Monuments has not changed.

Qi Wuhuo walked not far away in front of the Nine Monuments. There were already many plum blossoms planted nearby. In the middle of winter, the plum blossoms bloomed for ten miles, which was already a magnificent scene. He stood in the plum blossom forest and admired the scenery, but suddenly he suddenly I heard someone say: "Grandma, this plum blossom forest is absolutely beautiful. It seems to be thousands of years old. No wonder you have been coming here every year for these years."

The black-robed Taoist didn't say anything. Not far away, there was a white-haired woman looking quietly at the nine monuments. There was a forest of plum blossoms, with white hair like frost and snow. She was dressed in ink clothes and tied with a wooden hairpin. Her eyes were soft and bright. It seems that everything has been solved quietly, just looking at the plum blossoms peacefully.

A veil covered his face.

At this moment, she didn't seem to notice the man in black robe next to her. She was just enjoying the scenery quietly. Qi Wuzhuo didn't say anything. He also looked at the thousand-year-old plum blossom forest calmly. Over the years, the plum blossoms have bloomed and fallen, fallen and bloomed again. The white-haired woman After looking at it for a long time, he looked away and said gently: "Let's go."

Li Xuanzuo was surprised, but he didn't know why his ancestor left so soon after enjoying the flowers today.

After he reported everything to Jinzhou Academy, he quickly rushed back to the capital, precisely because of this incident.

In the past, she would always come here to enjoy the flowers for several days, and just left. When leaving, Li Xuanzuo glanced at the man in black robe over there and looked away. At this time, the child came out of the hiding room. , sent by the old master, he finally found Qi Wuhuo and said, "Senior, I'm back."

Qi Wuhuo looked at the child and said gently: "How is it? Is there any gain?"

The child nodded, then hesitated and asked, "Senior, aren't you going to see the Master?"

The black-robed emperor reached out and touched the child's hair and said with a smile, "I have already seen him."

The child doesn't understand.

Qiu looked at the emperor and the child at the nine monuments, smiled slightly, turned around and walked step by step back to where he was originally sitting -

Already seen it.

The Master asked this child to ask him, because he wanted this child to see him, and he also wanted him to see this child.

So he knows that I am not alone in my path, and that there are successors in this body and culture. This kind of fire passed down from generation to generation makes him more happy and relieved than anything else. This is the real meeting. Qi Wuhuo turned around and looked at From where Qiu was, he seemed to see Qiu bowing deeply towards him, nodding slightly, pulling the child forward, and asking softly:

"Tell me, what did you realize?"

The child's voice was still soft and waxy, and he spoke out his thoughts and understandings one by one. The Taoist pulled him, and he gradually drifted away in this sea of ​​people. The world was as old as before. Outside the capital, there was the largest famous mountain, named Dingyan Peak, there is a Taoist temple on the mountain. Li Xuanzuo sent his ancestors back to this mountain. The white-haired woman put her hands in front of her, watching the red dust rolling on the mountain, watching the black-robed Taoist pulling the child away step by step.

There is no attachment in his eyes, only peace and calmness.

She looked at the red dust under her feet, turned around, her white hair slightly raised, and her voice was gentle and low.

Step by step, the clouds rolled away from both sides of the sleeves and robes, as if a thousand years had passed.

"The flowers that fall this year will be good next year, but you will grow old when you see the flowers bloom."

"Guarantee that my longevity will be like snow."

"Rao Jun is as angry as a young man."

The child pulled the black-robed emperor and seemed to feel something. He raised his eyes and said, "Senior?"

The black-robed emperor looked gentle and calm, and said: "Nothing happened."

He touched the child's head:

"It's just a farewell to an old friend."

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