Rebirth 1958: My Home is in Nanluoguxiang

By the lake in Beihai Park, Sima Hui confirmed again and again and finally confirmed that the handprint on the large bluestone was just taken by the man named Chang Zhengyang in front of him, and it was definitely not made in advance.

He had been learning the family art of physiognomy from his family's masters since he was young. Although he had only learned the basics so far, he could still tell whether the marks on the edge of a palm print were new.

Being able to use one's bare palm to silently leave an inch-deep palm print on the extremely hard bluestone, Sima Hui didn't know what this meant, but he knew that his elders definitely couldn't do it!

He has met a true master!

When Sima Hui thought of this, he immediately knelt down in front of Chang Zhengyang and kowtowed to him three times, saying, "Master, your disciple Sima Hui kowtows to you."

"Well, you are a clever one. Uh, it's a surprise that I met you today, and I don't have any gifts prepared. So, I'll give you this as a New Year's gift in advance."

Chang Zhengyang reached into his arms, took out a stack of big unity bills, counted out ten, and stuffed them into Sima Hui's hand.

"Thank you, Master!"

Sima Hui was not polite and happily put the big unity into his pocket.

I didn’t expect that this cheap master I just worshipped is actually rich and generous.

"It's okay, it's just a little money."

"Master, you just said that you would teach me how to make the Vairocana Buddha statue."

"Well, I would like to teach you this, but you can't learn it. With your weak arms and legs, you can hardly hit a brick, let alone a stone."

Sima Hui looked at the tall Chang Zhengyang, then at his own arms and palms, and immediately showed disappointment.

Chang Zhengyang rubbed his head and said, "Your bones are not fully grown yet, so it's time to train your body and practice the method of strength. I see that you did the Hunyuan Posture well just now, so you don't need me to teach you. So I will teach you a set of meditation methods of the Immortal Golden Body View. How about this, my home is at No. 93, Nanluoguxiang, come to my house when you have time, and I will pass on the Immortal Golden Body View to you."

After saying this, Chang Zhengyang stood up, brushed the dust off his butt, and rode away on his tricycle.

"No. 93 Nanluoguxiang, Chang Zhengyang!"

Sima Hui looked at the tricycle going away, then looked down at the palm print on the large bluestone, then ran away. A few minutes later, he returned to a house and found his third uncle. He told him everything about his encounter with Chang Zhengyang in Beihai Park.

The third uncle, Zhang Jiuyi, who was also Sima Hui's grandfather's third brother and a scholar in the family, was shocked. He quickly pulled Sima Hui and asked him to lead the way, and returned to the large bluestone.

Zhang Jiuyi gasped when he saw the palm print and said, "What a terrifying aura!"

Sima Hui looked puzzled and asked, "Steel energy? Isn't that magic power?"

Snapped!

Zhang Jiuyi slapped Sima Hui on the back of the head, puffed his beard and glared at him, "You bastard, I told you to read less strange stories, what bullshit magic power, this is Gangqi, the highest level of internal martial arts, breaking through the void, seeing the gods indestructible, knowing the cicadas before the autumn wind blows, having an impeccable golden body, a resident earthly immortal, these are all names for such people in the classics."

Sima Hui was a little puzzled and asked, "Uncle San, why can't I feel how powerful he is? He's just a little tall, not scary at all. How many moves can he have against you?"

Zhang Jiuyi's face twitched and his eyelids jumped. He really wanted to slap this little bastard to death. He felt that this guy did it on purpose.

"About a hundred rounds, haha. Third Uncle is old and weak. He can't fight anymore. Okay, let's go back!"

Zhang Jiuyi rubbed Sima Hui, who curled his lips and muttered to himself that his uncle was clearly guilty. However, it seemed that the cheap master he worshipped today was indeed very powerful.

Little did he know that Zhang Jiuyi's heart was in turmoil. He was not like Sima Hui, a ten-year-old kid who had no idea what it meant to be invincible when meeting a god, nor did he know what it meant to be invincible when meeting a god.

This is a real Buddha, a true big shot who can stir up the world.

“Good and bad fortune are hard to predict!”

Zhang Jiuyi glanced at Sima Hui, who was still in an excited state, and sighed secretly.

That evening, two people, one old and one young, appeared in Yuer Hutong. They were Zhang Jiuyi and Sima Hui.

After Zhang Jiuyi returned home in the morning, he looked up Chang Zhengyang's identity and background, and was surprised to find that he was actually a celebrity. No wonder he always felt familiar with Chang Zhengyang's name when he heard it before. It turned out that he had read a report about Chang Zhengyang in the newspaper.

"This is Courtyard No. 93. Hmm, it really is the home of immortals. This place has become a blessed land. The people around here are really lucky!"

Zhang Jiuyi took a deep breath, walked into the yard, and clasped his fists towards the tall young man standing in the yard, saying, "My little nephew is very naughty. I am very grateful to Mr. Chang for taking a liking to him."

When he saw this young man for the first time, the last trace of doubt in Zhang Jiuyi's heart disappeared. Although this young man was too young, he was indeed a genuine incorruptible person.

"The old man has a good eye. I just saw a rough diamond and wanted to make it shine."

Zhang Jiuyi smiled, took out two booklets from his arms and handed them to Chang Zhengyang.

"This is a little experience passed down by my ancestors. I hope Mr. Chang doesn't mind."

"You're welcome, old man."

Chang Zhengyang took it without even looking at it, and put it in his pocket. He said to Zhang Jiuyi, "I see that the old man's movements are like a tiger descending from the mountain or a crane soaring in the sky. It can be seen that the old man has practiced the tiger and crane forms into his bones. I wonder if Chang can lend a hand?"

Zhang Jiuyi laughed and said, "I couldn't ask for more!"

The two men immediately joined hands, and soon the yard was filled with a buzzing sound like that of a dragon or a tiger.

In Sima Hui's curious gaze, his third uncle's face was just like the changing faces on the stage: surprise, shock, confusion, disbelief, ecstasy. The speed of change was so fast and the expressions were so rich that Sima Hui found it extremely interesting.

"Okay, thank you Mr. Chang for your advice!"

"It's just a small favor, old man, you don't have to do this."

The two men separated their hands, and Zhang Jiuyi clasped his fists to express his gratitude to Chang Zhengyang. Chang Zhengyang held up his arm and prevented him from bowing.

Seeing this, Zhang Jiuyi had no choice but to give up. Chang Zhengyang let him go, touched Sima Hui's head, and said, "Come here tomorrow morning, and I will teach you the Immortal Golden Body Temple."

Sima Hui replied subconsciously: "I know, Master."

When he came to his senses, he and his third uncle had already left the Chang family.

"Uncle San, what happened just now?"

Zhang Jiuyi said with a smile: "The secret of heaven cannot be revealed. When you are old enough, you will understand."

Sima Hui said with a look of astonishment: "You are trying to fool me with this again. When will I grow up?"