Chapter 158 Master is gone After the autumn leaves fell, it snowed again in Yishan. In the Fuqiuguan room. As the weather gets colder day by day, the role of this bear skin rug becomes more and more evident. The mountain is cold to begin with, and Yishan is rainy and foggy, so humidity is unavoidable. Lin Jue didn't feel that at first, but thought it had always been like this. He thought that this was the condition these days, and except for a few dignitaries who could afford cotton and silk quilts, quilts everywhere were cold in winter, and became as hard as iron as the years went by. Until I used this bear skin blanket, no matter how rainy, foggy or humid it is outside, it doesn't feel damp at all. No matter how cold the weather is, it feels dry and warm to the touch, and it feels soft and fluffy when I cover myself with it. In winter, if you light a stove in the house, you will feel a sense of happiness by contrast. At this time, Lin Jue was sitting cross-legged on the bed, wrapped in a soft and fluffy bear skin blanket, with an ancient book in front of him. His hand was placed beside him, unconsciously rubbing the fox's head. The book was turning to the page of "The Moment When Flowers Bloom". Among the spells obtained at this time, except for the ones that Lin Jue did not want to learn for the time being, he had mastered almost all the others. Regardless of the depth of one's attainments, at least one has learned it.
He even got the basics of "Gang Qi", "Pointing Stone into a General" and even the more mysterious and elusive "Advising You to Frown", which he obtained later, but he was stuck on "The Moment of Flower Blooming" which he obtained earlier. It is indeed as what is said in the book, this spell is extremely difficult to practice! Lin Jue's comprehension is definitely not low. He has a sense of the wood element among the five elements, and he practices the Yin-Yang magic. He understands the spiritual charm of the five elements and the mystery of Yin and Yang. He also received peach gum from the peach demon and exchanged earth and wood essences with the wolf demon. Both of these deepened his understanding of the spiritual charm of the wood element. It can be said that among the cultivators, he is very suitable to practice this magic, but he is still stuck. The problem is the mystery mentioned in the book. This mystery is not complicated. To put it bluntly, it is the word "blooming". This is a magical spell that originally belonged to the spirits of plants and trees. Plants can bloom, so they naturally understand that mystery, but humans cannot bloom, so it is extremely difficult for them to comprehend it. When Lin Jue took two peach gums, he seemed to have turned into a peach tree and had a brief feeling of blooming. But now several years have passed and the feeling has gradually faded. Now he can only hold the pages of the book and listen to the tricks described in the book, and keep recalling the vague feeling he had at the beginning, trying to get an epiphany at some moment, and then push open the door of this technique and enter. "Ugh……" After an unknown amount of time, he sighed, put down the ancient book, and took out twenty beans from his pocket. With a wave of his hand, he started the ritual of refining. Twenty beans immediately began to spin and rise in front of him. Five of them are about the size of soybeans, and fifteen are close to the size of mung beans and red beans. Five of them are repaired bean soldiers, and the rest are weapons. In fact, a palm-high statue can be refined to the size of a soybean, and swords and weapons can naturally be refined to be even smaller, perhaps smaller than a rapeseed. However, the reason why the bean soldiers are the size of soybeans is because this size is the most suitable. If the weapons are refined too small, they will be inconvenient to carry, and difficult to find and distinguish when using them. Therefore, Lin Jue only plans to refine them to the size of mung beans and red beans, and will not refine them smaller for the time being. Unless there are other needs and considerations in the future. …… This is my fifth year going up the mountain. When winter passed and spring came, Lin Jue killed the sheep in the Taoist temple and was cooking a pot of mutton soup in the kitchen.
The junior sister lit the fire for him, and from time to time she would stand up and peek into the pot. Through the rising mist, she could see the boiling broth and meat slices. Next to it was a basket of pea tips, which was one of the few fresh vegetables available on the mountain at this time of year. "Brother!" "Ok?" "It seems that a temple is going to be built in the mountains recently." "temple?" "Yes, it's a Buddhist temple. I saw some craftsmen and laborers moving things up the mountain a few days ago." The little sister chatted with him while delivering firewood. "They are here to steal our business." "We don't have any business. It would be better if we had no business." "Yes." The little sister took out the tongs and unconsciously played with them, "But there are more and more palaces, temples and monasteries on the mountain." "As Yishan becomes more and more famous, more and more Taoists and monks will come here to build temples. Perhaps in a thousand years, this place will also be a world-famous mountain." "Right." The little apprentice sister pondered and asked again: "Will Fuqiu Temple still exist here thousands of years later?" "Who knows? Anyway, Fuqiu Peak is definitely still there." There was a thoughtful look in the junior sister's eyes, and her thoughts drifted to thousands of years later, when she should have become the founder of Fuqiu Temple. However, the mutton soup is already cooked. "Taste it." Lin Jue took a small bowl, scooped up a little soup and a few slices of meat, tasted it, and handed it to his junior sister. The junior sister immediately stopped thinking and stood up to take the bowl. Now she did this very naturally. She did not think it was wrong to eat before the master and the senior brothers just because she was a junior sister and a girl. She would take the food when the senior brother handed it to her, and answer whatever the senior brother asked after tasting it. Most of the time, she did not need any tasting skills, she just had to say seriously: "good to eat!" This completes the task. Lin Jue filled another bowl, put it into the lunch box, and went out. Although spring has arrived, the snow has not stopped on the mountains. The weather is bad today and there are still fine snowflakes floating in the sky. There was a faint sound of a musical instrument among the snowflakes, and the third senior brother was dancing with a sword alone in the snow. Although he usually looks nonchalant, he is very graceful and light when dancing with sword. Even Junior Sister is only better than him in terms of graceful posture, and is far inferior to him in sword dancing skills. There was another table under the eaves. There were no statues or god tablets on the table, only a small incense burner with three incense sticks. "The house of the fairy with heavenly fragrance is full of a zither, a sword and a cup of tea. "The feathered garment is always tinged with the color of smoke and haze, and is not stained by the peach and plum blossoms of the world." The third brother was dancing with a sword and reciting poems, enjoying himself. Lin Jue couldn't help but stop under the eaves to watch his third senior brother dancing with swords with wine. If he wasn't afraid that the mutton soup would get cold, he would really want to watch it for a while longer.
After a while, the food box was already on the table. Lin Jue picked up three incense sticks, shook them to light them, and inserted them into the incense burner: "Although the New Year has arrived, the cold has not yet gone away. I want to ask the mountain god how he is. Today, I slaughtered a sheep in the temple and cooked a pot of mutton soup. I want to warm myself up. I will first offer a bowl of it to the mountain god." "call……" The green smoke from the incense sticks was obviously blown by the wind. Then a cold wind blew stronger, and when it reached the eaves, it actually rolled up the food box and flew away steadily. "I have been forging weapons recently, and it is time to sharpen them. I heard that the Fragrant Sand Well on the Lotus Peak has the spiritual charm of Yishan Mountain and the essence of the sun and the moon. It is best to use water to quench fire. Therefore, I would like to ask the mountain god for two buckets. I hope the mountain god will grant me permission. If you grant me permission, I will go to the mountain to get it tomorrow." "call……" Another gust of fresh breeze. There were no words in the breeze, it just ruffled the fine snow in the sky. The third senior brother seemed to have noticed something. He stopped dancing with the sword and retreated repeatedly from the courtyard to under the eaves, then stared ahead in surprise. I saw white smoke rising from the ground in the yard which was covered with a thin layer of snow. The ground seemed to be shaking and the air was twisting and changing. Soon, a "well" appeared out of nowhere in the courtyard. It was not a well, at least not a well dug by humans, but a naturally formed depression. The stone floor in the courtyard seemed to have turned into uneven granite. The well was in the rock. There is a small stone tablet next to it with the three characters "Xiangshajing" written on it. "This……" Lin Jue was surprised! This was originally the Fragrant Sand Well on Lotus Peak, but was it moved here by the mountain god? And it seemed that even the top of Lotus Peak was moved here! I took two steps forward and walked into the yard. I felt the temperature drop suddenly and the wind was cold. It felt like I was on the top of Lotus Peak. When he looked closer, he saw that the well was filled with spiritual spring water, as if it was filled with moonlight, or as if it was filled with thin snow. Mist was rising up, blurring people's vision. Lin Jue hurriedly picked up the bucket and took two full buckets. "That's enough. Thank you, mountain god." "call……" Another gentle breeze blew up white smoke. In the light breeze and white smoke, the granite rock on the top of the mountain, the small well, and the stone tablet next to it all disappeared. The courtyard returned to its original state, with the bluestone floor still covered with a thin layer of snow, and the snow was filled with the messy footprints of the third senior brother. It was as if nothing had ever happened. "Junior brother, your offerings and sacrifices over the past two years have been well worth it." The third brother smiled at him, holding a sword. "Sincerity leads to spiritual success." Lin Jue collected the two buckets of water and said to him: "time to eat." I don't know when the snow stopped.
Many Taoists simply set up a stove in the courtyard and sat around it. A pot of snow-white crucian carp and mutton soup, steaming hot, plus half a jar of homemade rice wine, all the Taoists had rosy faces and felt warm after eating. After eating, they all came to help Lin Jue sharpen his blade. Twelve streamlined small swords, made entirely of spiritual gold. After being summoned and enlarged, their length is roughly from fingertips to elbows. Three standard three-foot long swords with hilts made of Lizu wood core. Some people were responsible for checking where the sword blade had not been sharpened, some were responsible for mixing mud and covering it with soil, some set up the stove and worked together to cast the spiritual fire to burn the sword red, some took stone slabs to dig out a trough, some poured in the spiritual spring and controlled the water temperature. The fellow disciples were united and worked hard. Taoist Yunhe stood behind him and watched with a smile. In fact, due to the state of mind and thoughts of those who practice Taoism, and the concept of harmony passed down from generation to generation in Fuqiu Temple, it is a small temple and, with a few exceptions, the relationship between fellow disciples of each generation is basically good. However, it is rare to have such a harmonious relationship as this generation. Taoist Yunhe was also relieved and happy about this. Then I saw the sword blade touch the water—— "laugh……" White smoke suddenly rose. With a few hissing sounds, it sank completely into it. The spiritual gold and spiritual water dispersed the mist. Accompanied by numerous discussions and noise, the atmosphere in the temple was very lively, as if it was Chinese New Year. They worked until mid-afternoon, and finally made twelve small swords that could be used as short swords or darts, and three three-foot long swords. Thanks to the spiritual gold given by the mountain god, even if the swords were small, they could still cut through hair. Many brothers couldn't help but take a handful each, turning it over and over in their hands, appreciating it endlessly. Lin Jue also took one, weighed it left and right, and couldn't let it go. "Junior brother, this sword is great. Even the hilt is made by Li Zu Mu Xin. If I didn't dislike using swords, I would have wanted one!" "It can cut hair with a blow, and it can be small or big. If it is placed at the foot of the mountain, it can be considered a magical weapon, right?" "The sword that Junior Sister made last year was pretty good too!" "Junior sister's sword is even better. She didn't use the bean soldier method, but a whole piece of the same spiritual gold. It is much more solid!" "This little sword is not easy to use..." "Junior brother is proficient in the art of throwing darts and knives. Are they used for throwing?" While everyone was talking, Taoist Yunhe was still sitting nearby, listening with a smile. He was satisfied with his meal and had drunk a lot of wine, so his face was ruddy. He waited until everyone's interest died down a little before he asked: "Lin Jue, you are almost twenty, right?" When Lin Jue heard this, he turned around quickly. "Master, it will be this year." "People living down here have their coming-of-age ceremony at the age of twenty, and they also take names at this time. When you came up the mountain, did any of the wise elders in the village take names for you?" "No."
"How about I give you a name?" "It's up to the master to take it." Most people have their characters chosen by their teachers or by respected people nearby. Taoist Yunhe is both his teacher and a virtuous Taoist master, so it is natural that it would be best for him to choose his character. Then I heard Taoist Yunhe pondering: "Your last name is Lin and your given name is Jue. Jue means enlightenment and knowledge. You happen to be a cultivator. A cultivator should understand the truth and know it. How about naming you 'Wu Zhi'?" "Thank you, Master." Lin Jue was already a cultivator, so he did not have to go through the ceremony of capping. Fuqiu Temple did not have the same "capping" ceremony as the Fulu Sect, so there was naturally no grand ceremony at this time. However, after eating and drinking, it was quite nice for the master to casually choose a name for him when he was happy. It is in line with the Taoist idea of being natural and spontaneous. "To gain true knowledge, you must go to the world. Although immortality is good, it cannot be forced." Taoist Yunhe stood up with a smile, "I hope you can realize your own way soon and know where to find peace of mind." Lin Jue seemed to understand, but when he saw him turn and leave, he put down his sword and sent him back to the house. "You don't have to see me off. I can still walk." Taoist Yunhe said to him, walking from the courtyard to the corridor, and then to the Moving Mountain Hall, sitting cross-legged, "You go out and play, let me take a rest for a while." "Yes." Lin Jue then turned and left. As soon as I stepped out of the hall and walked under the eaves, I heard Taoist Yunhe sighing, and then he muttered to himself in a calm voice: "Life and death are common things, and there is no coming and going. When will I leave now? The wind is on the pine branches and the moon is in the sky." The brothers outside the courtyard were still playing with their small swords and long swords, chatting with each other. There were more than ten cats walking in a row on the courtyard wall. They were not the cats in the temple, but the Taoist friends on the Scissor Peak next door. Two of the cats were walking while standing, carrying a small bamboo sedan chair, on which sat an old cat whose real appearance Lin Jue had never seen before. Behind them, a bright moon had risen at some point. "call……" A wisp of spring breeze blew through the pine branches, and in half an afternoon, the thin snow on the ground had quietly melted away. Lin Jue stopped in his tracks, turned around and rushed back to the hall. Many fellow practitioners were also surprised and puzzled as to why the fellow Taoists from Jiandao Peak suddenly came to visit. The fourth aunt even came in person. When she saw Lin Jue's movements, she panicked and hurriedly followed him. Ding ding dang dang, the sound of swords falling in the yard. I saw Taoist Yunhe sitting cross-legged on a cushion, facing the Patriarch of Moving Mountains, and he had already ascended to heaven on a crane. (End of this chapter)