I didn't intend to be a Fairy

Winter is the end, everything is collected.

This is the beginning of winter, from now on, at least this side of the world begins to store up energy, and everything enters a state of recuperation.

According to the four-season rotation method practiced by Song You, the spiritual power cultivated in this season has the functions of closing energy, terminating the process, and dormant and hidden. However, this is only the inherent characteristics of spiritual power, and it is not strong. If the spiritual power cultivated at this time is used to stimulate similar spells, it will have an amplification effect. If it is used to activate ordinary spells, it will be the same as normal spiritual power. If it is used to activate the opposite spell, the effect will not be good.

This is different from the method of gaining the aura of heaven and earth.

When I got up and got out of bed, it was early in the morning, and there was another ray of spiritual power in my body, which was as white as snow. This ray of spiritual power was still extraordinary.

There is a thick layer of frost on the ground in the house, which is also wonderful.

Mistress Sanhua didn't know where she went.

Song You was about to go out to look for her, when suddenly he heard someone chatting outside.

"Master, where exactly is the Fulong Temple? Where is the Daoist Song? I have never heard of it before. Why didn't even the Daoist call out when I saw the palace master?"

"Fulong Temple is a hidden cave. It's normal that you haven't heard of it. But we, Fuqing Palace, are fortunate to have a relationship with it, so we know Fulong Temple very well."

"Why is it called Fulongguan? There have been immortals who have subdued dragons but failed?"

"The so-called Fulong Temple does not mean surrender, but the meaning of lying down and dormant. It is not that there have been immortals who have subdued the dragon here, but that the people in the temple are like Fulong. Fulong lives in seclusion, and the world does not know. Fulong comes out of the mountain Then no one in the world can match it." The gentle voice was full of patience, "This Fulong temple has been handed down from generation to generation, no one knows how many years, not only has it never been broken, but it is really worthy of the name, every generation of temple masters is like There are no dragons and phoenixes in the world, and Daoist Song is the successor of this generation."

"Is there only one person?"

"Usually there are two masters and apprentices."

"Very few."

"The current master of Fulong Temple is more like a Taoist, like a human immortal."

"No wonder he is called Daoist Brother Palace Master."

The little boy's voice sounded surprised.

Song You just smiled and stood at the door.

In fact, he is called Dao Brother Guanghuazi instead of Master Dao. On the one hand, he is regardless of his generation across the mountain, and on the other hand, he is indeed of the same generation as Guanghuazi.

Back then, when the ancestor of Fulong Temple and the master of Fuqing Palace got married, they were friends of the same generation. However, the replacement speed of Fulong Temple was much slower than that of normal temples. It will take at least 40 or 50 years, so that the Fulong Temple has changed to the second master, and the Fuqing Palace has changed to the third generation.

Guanghuazi is slightly younger than Master Song You. When he was young, he admired Master Song You and always called her Taoist, which is usually a respectful title for the much older Taoists in Outer Mountains.

As a result, Song You naturally had no choice but to call him Taoist Brother or Taoist Master.

The people outside the door chatted for a while, their voices did not move, as if they were waiting for someone, and the conversation gradually became farther and farther away. Song You was afraid that they would be embarrassed, so he didn't go out until they left, then pushed the door and went out.

It happened that Empress Sanhua came back from the outside with small steps.

"Good morning, Mistress Sanhua."

"Morning Taoist."

"Where did Mistress Sanhua go?"

"Miss Sanhua went to have breakfast. Seeing that you are sitting still, you must be practicing, so I didn't call you."

"Yeah..."

Song You shook his head and smiled.

Of course he knew that the reason why Mistress Sanhua agreed to stay the day before yesterday was because of the sumptuous feast at noon, which made her eat very well. Yesterday was full of fish and meat. The Taoists of Fuqing Palace seemed to understand that they wanted Song You to stay here for a long time so that they could serve Empress Sanhua well, so they changed their ways to please her every day.

This is a little greedy cat.

Song You closed the door and also went to have breakfast.

Before they finished eating, the two priests, Izumo and Yingfeng, came again and said to him, "Brother Dao, the weather is good today, how about we go to the top of the mountain to enjoy the clouds?"

"Very good."

"Brother Dao, eat slowly."

"good."

Song You really ate slowly.

Breakfast is steamed buns with stuffing, the dough is very strong, the stuffing inside is also very solid, very simple taste, served with porridge and kimchi, ordinary people can't afford this kind of good food in their lifetime. And judging from the appearance of other fellow Taoists in the canteen, this Fuqing Palace doesn't eat like this every day.

Climbing the mountain after dinner, there are already people on the bluestone slabs.

Yingfeng and Izumo are two very good people, one is gentle and talkative, the other is caring and caring, and looks good, if they were born in later generations, if they don't enter Taoism, they are probably two sea kings.

The Taoist is free, and often enjoys hiking and hiking. The two know Qingcheng Mountain very well, and introduce the temples in the mountain to Song You while walking.

It is said that there are fifty-six temples and temples on the mountain, and there are countless huts in the Qing Dynasty. Most of them only read Taoist scriptures, and there are only nine temples with Taoist teachings.

In fact, most temples in this world are like this.

The vast majority have no inheritance of Taoism, only read Taoist scriptures, worship Taoist gods, and comprehend Taoist thought.

There are a very small number of people who have the inheritance of Taoism, and the content of the inheritance may be different from what everyone thinks.

how to say……

Among these very few, most of them just pass on some knowledge and experience, such as the preferences and weaknesses of certain ghosts, how to light incense to conceive the spirit, and the process of rituals, etc. These things do not require spiritual power, even if it is an ordinary person or a sincere person. Ghost hunters who have no morals and skills can also be effective.

These things may be called Taoism, a method, or a skill, but it is not appropriate to say that it is a spell.

Others with spell inheritance are mostly simple spells.

Such as Tongyou, exorcising evil spirits, seeing gods, etc.

It is not a profound method.

There are even many folks who will.

The Fuqing Palace was like this a few decades ago. On this Qingcheng Mountain, it was impressive and unremarkable. Later, I formed a relationship with Fulong Temple, and now there is Fuqing Palace, which is recognized as having a true inheritance and a real master. Even the largest temples on Qingcheng Mountain are bigger than Fuqing Palace in terms of fame, scale, and number of people. This time, the discussion on Dao also won half and half, but if it was a martial arts fight, they could only be defeated in front of Fuqing Palace.

Since then, Fuqing Palace has gradually flourished.

Up to now, although the scale and reputation are still not as good as those hundreds of thousands of ancient temples, the scriptures and morals are also not as good, but it is difficult to find opponents on this Qingcheng Mountain in terms of Taoism.

It was also because of this that Ying Feng and Izuyun's two people were afraid that they did not entertain Song You properly. It would be a small thing to be scolded when they went back, but it would be a big thing to lose etiquette.

After walking and chatting, I didn't feel tired, and I reached the top of the mountain.

The weather is really good today.

However, Qingcheng Mountain is not too high. If it is not for the heavy fog below the mountain and the accumulation of smoke after the rain, otherwise you will not be able to see the sea of ​​clouds. Izumo's cloud appreciation refers to looking at the clouds in the sky.

Song You also likes to watch clouds, and it is best to lie down.

Served with overripe kiwi fruit that is about the size of a pigeon's egg in the mountains, and steamed buns stuffed with sauerkraut, it couldn't be more comfortable.

"Brother Dao, have you ever heard the poem that there are no years in the mountains, and there is one Jiazi in a year?"

"heard about it."

"This kind of fairy mountain really exists in the world?"

"I haven't seen it."

"Duoxing Daoist has traveled all over the world, have you seen him?"

"should not."

"If that's the case, it's just a rumor."

The girl in Taoist robe was a little disappointed, as if the fairy spirit in her dream was a little less.

Song You neither admitted nor denied it.

Time is irreversible, and it is hard to turn back a white head, but if you slow down time, not to mention this world, even the last world, there are enough theories to support it.

Based on what he has learned and seen, it is also mysterious and difficult to explain.

He just gnawed on steamed buns to admire the clouds.

The clouds at this time are like light feathers covering the blue sky.

"Brother Dao is really comfortable."

"I'm a little sleepy."

"My junior sister and I went to find some fruits. Let's sit here until dusk and go back after watching the sunset. Brother Dao is tired, just wait here."

"good."

The two smiled and went to find the fruit.

I haven't found the fruit yet, but I can see the red light shining on the mountain in the distance, billowing thick smoke rising into the sky like a dragon.

"It's on fire!"

Daoist Ying Feng exclaimed.

It seems that yesterday's light rain only fell on the mountainside.

However, with the help of the wind, the fire spread in the blink of an eye, leaving a large black scar. Seeing the consequences of going on like this is unimaginable, but this is a natural disaster, their morality is low, and the people who practice the Tao are not gods, how can they extinguish the mountain fire with the power of mortals?

The two were in a hurry, but there was nothing they could do.

I only heard a voice behind me:

"Fellow Daoist, don't worry."

Looking back, Song Daoxiong had stood up, slapped the grass and plaster off his body, and stared at the mountain fire like them, but he didn't panic at all.

Wildfires are raging and people are dying, so they should be extinguished naturally.

"end!"

He only waved his hand and pointed out the white star.

Bai Xing crossed the sky and fell into the fire, the fire was trapped, and the fire in the middle of the mountain suddenly shrank as if stimulated, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, not even a spark or smoke. If it hadn't left a large area of ​​dead vegetation and ash, people would even think it had never been here.

The two looked at each other for a while, and their breathing was stagnant.

Immediately understood why the Fuqing Palace had developed to its current scale, but still respected the people from Fulong Temple.

I even go to ask for advice every year.

It turned out to be more than etiquette and kindness.

For the rest of the afternoon, both of them were respectful and polite, a bit more obedient than they were in front of their master and palace lord.

After staying until dusk, the three of them went down the mountain.

It's just that when they returned to the Taoist temple, their respective masters asked how they got along, but they had friendship, but they didn't know what to say. I just feel that this fellow Taoist Song is much more profound than what he heard from his master.

Judging from Song You's day-to-day relationship, these two people are also good people, at least for now. But he doesn't want to make friends, let him choose who to be close to, but he can't choose, and he can't choose who to choose, so he is destined to be unable to provide options for the future heirs of Fuqing Palace.

After dinner in the evening, Song You took out the letter he had prepared and said to Guanghuazi:

"Brother Dao, I have one more thing to ask."

"Um?"

"It's been a season since I came out, and I wrote a letter, and I want to ask Brother Dao to take it back next spring."

"I see."

Guanghuazi took the letter and put it away carefully.