Chapter 56 I’m not interested in swallows anymore

As evening approaches, the rain is heavier than during the day. It rains heavily on the oil-paper umbrella and makes a dull sound, which is very calming.

Song You thought as he walked, walking very slowly.

The technique on the Horseshoe Mountain was really clever. Even with his Taoist training, he only saw the path and the pavilion, but failed to notice the mystery behind it.

I just feel that the decorator must have a lot of relevant attainments.

Of course, that’s not necessarily true.

There are all kinds of magic in the world, each with its own mystery, just like all kinds of knowledge and countless professions, who can cover them all?

Especially in this world where information is blocked. After reaching a certain level of knowledge and knowledge, if you want to make progress, you really can only use your eyes to see, use time to accumulate, and use your own heart to realize it. Thousand-year-old gods dare not say that they understand the mysteries of the world.

The Dharma is as clear as the palm of his hand, not to mention that Song You has only been here for more than 20 years. There are many things in the world that he doesn't know about, and Fulong Temple has no recorded methods.

There is no principle that a profound Taoism can defeat all things. Taoism is Taoism, knowledge is knowledge, knowledge is knowledge, and cultivation is cultivation. Old gods may also be deceived by small tricks that they have never seen before.

This is reasonable and self-consistent, and it is also a mysterious mystery.

"I wish I knew I had come to this world for a while."

"Having met many of my brothers and sisters, they are all masters of martial arts. I can already imagine some of my demeanor."

While I was thinking this, I suddenly heard someone shouting from behind me:

"The thousand-year-old demon..."

"Hehe..." The woman grinned and walked side by side with them, "If I had known that you guys were watching, I would have gone up to play, so that I could show you my skills."

"Sanhua Empress."

The calico cat immediately came up to him, so close that its mouth and nose almost touched his face.

But what can be done?

"Brother Taoist, thank you..." The little boy put away his umbrella. Although he was young, he spoke very maturely, "Master is old, so he likes to stay in the Taoist temple to make tea and drink. We don't go out when it rains.

I haven't used the umbrella for a long time and it's almost worn out. Brother Taoist, I brought it to use and saved me from having to take it out and get wet again."

But I saw this woman waving her hands and saying with a smile: "If you are a man in the world, you are the god, so why should you hold an umbrella..."

"What a coincidence."

Song You handed the umbrella back to the little boy and said respectfully, "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for the flowers."

Human beings have come to this point by supporting each other and have the instinct to respect the old and love the young. Even a virtuous emperor would respectfully call an eighty-year-old man when he travels. That is the ancient tree that has been planted on the Jinyang Road for thousands of years.

Bai, if you live a long time, many people will subconsciously give you more respect, and even the government will legislate to protect you. Not to mention an elder who has witnessed the ups and downs of thousands of years of history.

After dinner, Song You returned to the room.

This is the Yanxian Temple outside the city, and is now the Datong Shop for Jianghu people.

Even though she was illiterate, she still had to read, just read, and she also used her paws to pull Song You's hand out of the way.

But since Anqing has this person, why has the water demon in Lingbo not been eliminated for so long?

At that time, we also talked about Yanxian Pavilion outside the city.

"What's this?"

"They're a little worse than me."

Although the oil lamp is expensive, it is still worth it if it is used in these places.

"Go to bed and get up early tomorrow."

…

"Are you still going to watch those people fight?"

The people of Anqing were grateful for his merits and built a temple statue in his honor.

It is said that this Yanxian was in Anqing at least before he came to Jiao Temple. At that time, he had already achieved a high level of Taoism. He has not lived for a thousand years, but he has lived for at least eight hundred years. But everything must come to an end, and now

The growth of Taoism could not keep up with its own decline. In order to extend his life, Lao Yanxian, who was approaching his end, had to change his path, so he began to seek the incense and fire Taoism.

"Going out."

"Yes……"

The rain in the sky didn't stop, her hair had already been soaked and stuck to her face, and her clothes were soaked and stuck to her body, but she didn't notice it at all and just walked forward, not feeling bad about being caught in the rain.

I don't think there's anything wrong with Song You holding an umbrella. He just shakes his head, wipes his face, or blows a breath when the rain bothers him, that's all.

.

Song You couldn't help but smile and said: "That is my fate with it."

It is the weight of thousands of years itself.

It's not about Taoism or magical ability.

When Song You thought of this person, he felt even more stressed.

"do what?"

Anqing's "Yanxian".

When Yanxian took grain from the official warehouse, it is not necessarily said that he offended the imperial court, but after all, the imperial court did not like it, and this kind of example could not be allowed no matter what, so he never received the imperial title.

"I guess it won't rain tomorrow."

The little child also smiled, but he didn't have the cold face he had in front of the Jianghu people a few days ago.

"What a coincidence."

There was a figure coming in the mist and rain.

"Taoist, what are you writing?"

The calico cat only looked closer at the paper.

It's a rough female voice.

"oh……"

"sharp."

…

Song You complimented, paused, and then asked: "This bluestone clearing is quite well built, and there is a picture of Yin and Yang fish in the middle. I'm afraid it cost a lot of manpower and financial resources, right? Why is it called Yanxiantai?"

"Remember something."

What a pity, what a pity...

This kind of pressure is essentially a form of respect.

Just after receiving half of the umbrella, he suddenly remembered:

This sounds really comfortable.

"Appreciate further details."

Wearing linen clothes, with disheveled hair, and holding a long knife in his hand, his face was no longer wrapped, revealing a somewhat round oval face with distinct black and white eyes.

"do what?"

There was a lot of incense in this temple, and there was also money for sesame oil. However, the Yanxian came down in a dream and asked the abbot of the temple to buy less sesame oil. He used the money to build a road for people to walk, and also built a pavilion to provide shelter for passers-by.

I talked with Qingyangzi about Yanxian a few days ago.

"Is it a swallow?"

"Nvxia Wu, be polite."

If he hadn't practiced cultivation for thousands of years and could calm the hearts of the people, he would have been known as a prostitute in a temple long ago.

After all, they are aliens, and they are not allowed to come to the Heavenly Palace.

Song You said with a smile.

"Eye-opener."

It can be said that I am really working hard to attract the incense.

After finally finishing writing, I wanted to blow out the lamp, but found that the oil in the lamp had reached the bottom. I had not intended to use so much.

"No need for an umbrella?"

"Go to Horseshoe Mountain."

Song You also felt a little emotional.

"Written stuff."

"That's the best. You can go to the mountains to look for fungi tomorrow. It's already February, and I don't know if they will come out." The little child didn't become suspicious, so he just put away his umbrella and walked into the house, "Brother Taoist is coming for dinner soon."

First of all, a thousand years does not mean a thousand years of cultivation, nor does it mean a thousand years of Taoism. Secondly, cultivation and Taoism are not all for the service of force. Even the gods in the Celestial Palace are actually mainly civil servants.

"I feel so too……"
To be continued...