[Fengshen] Crossing over to be a boy

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Title: [Fengshen] Time Traveling to Treat People as a Child

Author: Yin Tu Gao Gui Chong Tu Yin Gui

A modern person travels to the world of conferred gods, and gloriously becomes the boy of Qingxu Daodezhenjun, a disciple of Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, the sage of Kunlun Mountain.

Although his roots are limited and his practice is slow, he is extremely talented in refining weapons, and he has successfully become the number one educating and educating... the magic weapon repairman boy, leading the new wave of magic weapons.

"Junior brother, my Wu hook sword is about to break, please help me fix it."

"Junior brother, you can refine a Lihuo essence in my Hot Wheels."

"Junior Brother, I've finished playing the golden marbles, please make me some more."

"Junior brother, my silver hammer is worn out, please polish it for me."

"Sorry, I only cultivate magic weapons, not ordinary soldiers, thank you."

"Brother, you are a junior, you have to listen to what your brother says." Huang Dahui, the future Sanshan righteous god Bingling Gong, ah no, Huang Tianhua said earnestly.

"Obviously I entered the door first!" Cang Kong couldn't help but said.

"Because you are a child."

Work hard to update daily, the plot is slow to heat up, and a little farming in the early stage.

CP has been determined: Huang Tianhua X Cangkong

For the sake of the plot and the needs of the public, this article does not restore the history 100% (such as using a tripod to replace the 鬲), and some of the textual research is also from the author's original, if there is a textual research party, please tap it, thank you for your understanding and support!

Content Tags: Great Legend of Immortal Hero Cultivation Soul Transformation Search Keywords: Protagonist: Cang Kong, Huang Tianhua┃Supporting Actors: Qingxu Dazhenjun, Yang Ren┃Others: Fengshenzhong

Jinjiang silver medal recommendation: so what if you become a fairy boy?Children also have spring!With such thoughts in mind, Cang Kong started his hard struggle in the world of conferred gods with a name full of notches.Can't practice?He can also refine weapons!Can't fight?And the future Sanshan Bingling Gong and husband Huang Tianhua!So Cangkong embarked on a unique path of childhood... The language of this article is humorous and the setting is novel.The characters in the author's works are full of cuteness, vivid and three-dimensional.The idea of ​​crossing into a boy is unique and novel, and the identity of the protagonist is destined to take an unusual path of becoming a god, which is very exciting.

☆, Time travel to be a child

The Cangshan Mountain is indistinct, the clear water is long, and by the water at the foot of the mountain, Guanyu looks like a spectator.

"From today onwards, you will join the sect of the Ziyang Cave in the Chanjiao Qingfeng Mountain and be my boy."

The true gentleman of Qingxu morality said solemnly, "When the barn is empty, you can store grain and rice; Carrying all things and deriving all things, this is the ultimate principle of my Taoism."

"I will give you the Taoist name Cangkong, I hope you will keep in mind the Taoist principles of rushing to the void and practice it diligently."

"Cangjing...ah no, Cangkong will follow the teacher's instruction and dare not neglect."

The Cangkong boy twitched his face, bowed down, and thought silently: "What he said is so reasonable, I'm speechless."

"Well, the title is wrong. Teacher and Master are called by disciples," Daodezhen Lord Qingxu corrected, "You are a boy, although you can call yourself 'disciple', you should call me master."

"Yes, master." Cang Kong immediately changed his words, but there was a bit of gnashing of teeth in his words.

As soon as he said this, he immediately realized that his tone was not right, so he quickly raised his eyes and took a sneak peek, and found that Qingxu Daodezhenjun's face was fluttering, and he was obviously still immersed in the feeling of being called "Master" and didn't pay attention Cangkong's tone made him feel relieved.

Qingxu Daodezhenjun said a few more words of encouragement, and waved his hand to signal him to go down.

"Cangkong, why don't you name me Cang that empty! I can also be an otaku tutor..." The newbie Cangkong returned to his residence, and said angrily in his heart, "It's hard to cross over, no It’s fine if Goldfinger can’t kill the Quartet, but what’s wrong with being harvested as a boy?! Serving tea and pouring water to people every day and calling the master—oh, yes, there’s no tea in this era…”

That's right, the soul of this Cangkong boy is actually an authentic modern person. When he woke up, he somehow transmigrated into the prehistoric world.

As for the original owner, he was originally a child from a small mountain village somewhere in the Shang Dynasty, and his life was poor but comfortable.As a result, one day, a leftist monster poisoned and killed the whole village in order to refine a magic weapon. Fortunately, Qingxu Daodezhen Lord passed by and killed the monster, rescued Cang Kongyuan, who was still half-breathed, and brought him back to the cave for treatment. .

When this body wakes up again, the master inside becomes the soul of the future generation.In his previous life, Cang Kong was also a lover of novels. When he saw Qingxu Daodezhenjun, listened to him explain how to save himself up the mountain, and then contacted the key words such as Qingfeng Mountain Ziyang Cave, explaining teachings, and saints, he didn’t realize that he had arrived. Where?

Flood!

Cang Kong made a decisive decision, hugging the thigh of the saint disciple in front of him first!Otherwise, if he goes down the mountain, God knows that he will die ten thousand times if he encounters any monsters.Therefore, during this period of recuperation, Cangkong stalked, begged for nothing, and begged the real king of pure and moral virtues, and wanted to learn from the other party.

Seeing that he was determined to pursue the Tao, and he had a miserable life experience, he was the only orphan in the mountain village, and it was really difficult to survive down the mountain, so he agreed in a moment of soft-heartedness.

Cangkong is also lucky. Now that the killing and robbery is about to start, Yuxu Palace is closed behind closed doors. There are more people, and secondly, if you encounter an accident during the killing, it will not cut off the incense of the Dharma.

Explain that the situation of the disciples of the immortals is different. Some people have accepted disciples early, such as Guangchengzi in the past when he accepted the Huangdi Xuanyuan clan, and it has been thousands of years since then; others have never had disciples, such as this pure and moral king .

Therefore, when Qingxu Daodezhen returned from Kunlun Mountain this time, he did not drive like in the past, but walked slowly, wanting to find a rooted disciple.In the end, the disciple didn't meet him, but he saved Cang Kong's life by chance.

It's a pity that Cangkong was born without the life of the protagonist, Qingxu Daodezhenjun just agreed to let him stay, and cast a spell to see his fundamental aptitude.It doesn't matter if you look at it, Zhenjun frowned.

"Your aptitude is mediocre, I'm afraid it's hard to become a great weapon." Cang Kong's heart shuddered when Qingxu Daodezhenjun said this, "If you really don't want to go down the mountain, why don't you leave me as a boy? "

"Thank you Xianchang!" Cang Kong hurriedly knocked his head on the ground, for fear that this Lord Zhenjun would change his mind again.In the blink of an eye, he already had a calculation in his mind. Even if he couldn't become a fairy in this life, he could still learn from Jiang Ziya's reincarnation. As long as he hugged the thigh of Qingxu Dazhenjun, his chances of surviving were better than being an ordinary person outside.

"Oh, at that time I could still be called Immortal Elder." Cang Kong recalled the scene at the time, and thought helplessly: "It's good now, I can only obediently call you Master!"

"Cangkong, come to my place." Qingxu Daodezhenjun's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"I just came back and asked me to come over again. Are all Taoists so willful and free-spirited? The cave is so big, and I don't have cultivation, so it's very tiring to walk." Cang Kong slandered and went out again.The first time Qingxu Daodezhen contacted him with the secret method of sound transmission, he was taken aback, thinking that he was being heard complaining about the other party, but later he realized that this was the famous thousand-mile sound transmission technique.

"Three steps to the left, seven steps to the right, turn..." Cangkong followed the walking method taught by Qingxu Daodezhenjun, turning left and right, secretly complaining that the road was too complicated.

Speaking of it, it's all about the harm of film and television dramas.When he first came through, Cangkong thought that the cave was really a big hole dug in the mountain, and put tables, chairs, futons and so on in it.As a result, after time travelling, I realized that reality is always so cruel and beautiful.

Qingxu Daodezhenjun is not a caveman, of course it is impossible to really live in a cave.And even if he can barely live alone, the disciples and boy's mounts can't all be squeezed into a big cave, how can there be a fairy family to speak of chic-what, dig a new cave?Do you think immortals are gophers?Besides, if you have nothing to do, dig a hole to play, and you are not afraid of hollowing out the mountain.

"Isn't the Immortal Elder living in a cave, why is it called Ziyang Cave?" Cangkong subconsciously asked after Qingxu Daodezhenjun reported himself to the mountain gate.

Qingxu Daodezhenjun was taken aback for a moment, then laughed out loud, completely destroying the image of immortality: "Cave, so is this how mortals understand Dongfu?"

Afterwards, he sat down and patiently explained to Cang Kong what Ziyang Cave and Ziyang Cave Mansion are.

The center of the spiritual veins of mountains and rivers is called a cave, or acupoint, and the so-called Dianlong cave in later generations of Fengshui comes from this.Ziyang Cave in Qingfeng Mountain is actually the place where the aura of the entire Qingfeng Mountain gathers.

And what Qingxu Daodezhenjun did was to rely on this spiritual hub of heaven and earth to build a series of Taoist temple groups as the place where he and his disciples lived in the future. This is the "Dongfu".

"I've heard of the word Dongtian before. Is there any difference between the meaning and the meaning of Dongfu?" Cang Kong was born in the Chinese Department in his previous life. , especially words and phrases that are usually confused and commonly used.

I never thought that Qingxu Daodezhenjun made a fool of himself this time: "Dongtian is indeed different from Dongfu, but the time has not come yet, and it is difficult for you to understand it. Let's talk about it after you can cultivate to a fairy."

As I have said before, the Ziyang Cave Mansion was built on the basis of the spiritual veins, and the emphasis is on following the law of nature and using it without fighting. Mountain everything.

To achieve this, ordinary buildings are not enough, it is necessary to integrate the building with the general trend of the world.What do you mean, Huang Laoxie's Peach Blossom Island knows, right?That's right, just like Peach Blossom Island, all gossip and five elements, Qimen Dunjia, Zhoutian astrology, and local topography are all kneaded into the architectural design and layout, and it needs to be ten times abnormal to achieve the above effect.

——However, the price of doing this is that the roads in the entire cave are extremely weird, going left and right, hard to remember and hard to walk, and Cang Kong memorized the formula for how to walk for three days.

Walking from Cangkong's residence to Qingxu Daodezhenjun's residence, the amount of exercise is not lower than the so-called parkour in later generations. It is still a lot of physical and mental effort while doing parkour and reciting books.If it wasn't for the fact that Cangkong had taken a lot of good things like Ganoderma lucidum and Huangjing from Qingxu Daodezhenjun since he went to Qingfeng Mountain, it would be too much for his small body in this life.

Xiao was like this, when he arrived at Hanxu Courtyard where Daodezhen Lord Qingxu once lived, he was still wheezing and sweating profusely.

In the main hall of Hanxu Courtyard, there is a young Taoist priest sitting upright. He looks like he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, his eyes are like bright stars, his face is like a crown of jade.

"Cough, I... well, I called you here this time, the first is to explain the boy's daily errands, and the second is to teach the exercises." After Cangkong saw the ceremony, Qingxu Daodezhenjun cleared his throat, and said a little uncomfortably , "As a teacher, I have practiced alone for hundreds of years before, and I have never had a boy to serve me. I just accepted you and forgot to explain."

"It turned out that I was so excited that I forgot it, which made me go back and forth." Cang Kong muttered in his heart, "You are too unreliable as a real person."

"The responsibilities of a boy are nothing more than guarding the door and welcoming guests, serving daily life, and handling chores. Boys from the fairy family are naturally different from ordinary people. You don't need to do such jobs as chopping firewood, carrying water, lighting a fire, cooking, dusting and plastering. Yes. It is not necessary to serve the teacher by his side."

"You don't have to do it and you still say..."

"As a teacher, I like to be quiet, and few visitors come to the door. If there are guests, I will definitely inform them by letter in advance. There is no one on weekdays, and you don't have to greet guests at the door."

"Then what do I need to do..."

"There is only one thing you need to pay attention to. There are 130 six kinds of medicinal herbs planted in my Dongfu garden. You must take good care of them according to the four seasons, harvest them on time, and store them in different categories for use as a teacher."

"130 six herbs, are you kidding me?"

"Can you read mortal characters?" Qingxu Daodezhenjun asked suddenly.

"I don't know." Cang Kong honestly shook his head.The writing of this era... should be oracle bone inscriptions, how could he recognize it?The original owner was a villager in the countryside, so naturally he didn't recognize it.

"That's true," Qingxu Daodezhenjun nodded, obviously asking casually, "You have not yet opened your mind, you can't read the jade slips of the immortal family, and you don't know mortal characters..."

"So forget it, right?" Cangkong thought expectantly.

"——So as a teacher, I plan to start with mortal characters. As my disciple, you can't even be able to read and write. Walking in the mortal world in the future will only make people laugh."

"After the teaching, the teacher will write down all the planting, care, and processing methods of the herbs. You must memorize them one by one and put them into practice without any mistakes."

"When teaching you the characters, the teacher will also tell you some allusions and common sense in the world of practice, so that you won't make jokes like those in the Dongfu and embarrass me in Ziyang Cave."

"The above are all your homework. You have to come here to greet the teacher every day, and the teacher will check the content of the previous day. If you make a mistake in one place, you will be beaten with ten vine whips. If you make a mistake in two places, you will be beaten." Your twenty vine whips are stacked one after the other, the more mistakes you make, the more you will be hit. But don’t worry, there is an elixir here for the master, after you put it on, the wound will heal immediately, and it won’t hurt you.”

"Cangkong Tong'er, is there any question?" Qingxu Daodaozheng finished this set of terrifying learning tasks, and smiled gently, coupled with his handsome appearance, it made people feel like spring breeze.

"I……"

☆, Want to become a fairy?Learn to read first!

Qing Xu Moral Zhenjun is a typical doer.After he finished explaining the task to Cang Kong, he ordered him to sit down and began to teach characters.

"At the beginning of ancient times, Hongjun preached the word, and passed down the Yunzhuan fairy script to three thousand powerful people in the Zixiao Palace outside the sky..." Halfway through the speech, Qingxu Daodezhenjun suddenly stopped, smiled at him, "Master, I forgot. It is difficult for you to understand."

When Cangkong asked him about the Dongfu before, Qingxu Daodezhenjun did the same thing, using polite language with a lot of technical terms, names, etc. used by monks, concise and to the point, cherishing words like gold.

Although Cang Kong graduated from a serious Chinese language and literature department in his previous life, he had also read Honghuangliu novels and "Fengshen Yanyi".But as a native modern person, it is very strenuous to put it in this kind of spoken language environment that is almost classical, without subtitles and just listen to it by ear.

The result was: Cangkong found a very familiar feeling when he listened to the Qingxu Daodezhenjun in front of him - the feeling of taking advanced math classes in college!Cloudy and foggy, as if listening to a book from heaven, I don't understand what the other party is saying at all.In less than a moment, Cangkong couldn't hold on any longer, and was defeated by the tortured little goblin, Sleepy.He was still struggling to support his shaky eyelids, his head was shaking up and down little by little, and he was about to fall asleep.

Qingxu Daodezhenjun seemed to be aware of Cangkong's situation, so he didn't say anything to blame, but just poked Cangkong's forehead with his hand, and he didn't know what kind of refreshing spell to dispel Cangkong's sleepiness.Seeing that Cang Kong was awake, he tried to explain it to him again, and at the same time, he tried to use plain and easy-to-understand language, and it was really effective.

Because of the lessons learned from the past, when teaching the text this time, Qingxu Daodezhenjun stopped and said such a sentence to him, Cangkong was also very grateful in his heart: "Mr. empty panic."

"It's okay, you're just a country boy, and you haven't been to an official school, so how can you know elegant words?" Qingxu Daodezhen touched his white and clean chin, and said with a smile, "For The teacher didn't think carefully."

Afterwards, under the explanation of Qingxu Daodezhenjun, Cangkong also understood the origin of the words.The earliest writing is the Yunzhuan Xianwen handed down by Taoist ancestor Hongjun. This kind of writing is derived from the Dao, and contains the essence of Taoism. When others see the writing, they will naturally understand the meaning.But both writing and reading require a certain amount of magic power, and people without cultivation base cannot use it.

In the prehistoric time, before the human race came out, all living beings in the heaven and earth were either without spirit, wisdom or cultivation, such as birds and beasts, vegetation, mountains and rocks, or they were spiritual, intelligent and cultivated, like a group of powerful monks.The former naturally does not need to use words, and there is no need to use them.The latter has a strong body, and the cloud script fairy writing is unimpeded. For example, the Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountains and the Lingxiao Palace in Tianting all use cloud script to write plaques.

But time has changed, and there is such a strange species of human race, born with intelligence, but without cultivation, unable to use Yunzhuan Xianwen.Fortunately, there was the emperor Fuxi who looked up to the heavens and the earth, drew the gossip and deduced all things, so that the mortals who accounted for the majority of the human race could express the corresponding meanings.Later, the emperor Shennong tied ropes to record events, which further facilitated ordinary people's communication.Then the Emperor Xuanyuan ruled the world, and the great sage Cangjie created characters, which have evolved several times and have been handed down to this day.

"This is the sand board and wooden pen used in the human school." Daodezhenjun Qingxu waved his sleeves, and two sand boards and two wooden sticks fell on the small table in front of the two of them in a very unscientific way. .

"Mortal writing is mostly carved on animal bones and tortoise shells, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and is not suitable for practicing writing. Sand boards are different. After writing, you can smooth the sand and start over again, so mortal schools use this thing to teach students."

"Master, what kind of magic did you use to make these things appear?" Cang Kong looked at Xiaoji, then at Qingxu Daodezhenjun's sleeves, and couldn't help asking.

"It's just a small supernatural power for storing things. When you reach the level of cultivation, you will naturally have it." Qingxu Daozhenjun picked up a slender wooden stick, lightly drew an oblate horizontally on the sand board, and then tapped in the middle A point, "This is the first word I'm going to teach you, pronounced 'day.'"

In this way, this pair of master and apprentice, no, the master and the boy taught each other and learned ten words in just one morning.

"Very good, although your foundation is mediocre, your comprehension is not bad, and you can learn characters as soon as you learn it." Qingxu Daodezhenjun seemed very satisfied, "My teaching is the orthodox Taoism, the most important thing is the heart, followed by the comprehension However, the root bone is at the bottom. If you also have this level of enlightenment in cultivation, you will achieve a lot in the future."

"After all, we can read, we just don't know how to write oracle bone inscriptions."

Cang Kong was secretly refreshed, but still maintained a respectful expression on his face.He was about to open his mouth to be hypocritically modest, but his stomach growled unsatisfactorily.

"This... please forgive me, master." Cang Kong said with a dry smile.

Qingxu Daodezhenjun looked at the sundial in the courtyard: "Well, I didn't notice, it's already noon. From today onwards, you have to eat according to the food list I taught you." Kong hurriedly followed suit and stood up, "Cangkong Tonger, how old are you this year?"

"Uh, I'll be nine years old in July." Cang Kong replied after recalling his original memory.

Qingxu Daodezhenjun nodded: "Well, I am old enough. I will demonstrate for three days, and then you can follow my demonstration and prepare your own meals."

"Yes, master." Cangkong knew that the children of the ancients matured early in housework, and children at the age of five or six began to help their parents.

Afterwards, Cangkong followed Qingxu Daodaozheng out of the house, turned a few turns, and came to the alchemy room.

"There are many precious medicinal materials in the alchemy room. You must not touch anything other than what I specified, or you may die." As soon as he entered the door, Qingxu Daodezhenjun warned Cangkong with a straight face.Cang Kong hastily responded—does he know how many Taoist priests in later generations died from the explosion of the pill furnace, and the cause of many people's death was the muddled mixing of gunpowder.That was still the real world, and he would not dare to touch the ferocious medicinal materials in the prehistoric world even if he was killed.

Qingxu Daodezhenjun waved his sleeves again, and a large bronze cauldron appeared on the ground, not a small distance from the alchemy furnace in the center of the room.The floor tiles are automatically separated, deformed, and built into a brick stove to set up the tripod.

"It's called a tripod," Qingxu Daodezhenjun said. "It's a utensil for cooking in the homes of princes and nobles. Put the ingredients and water in it, and heat it under the fire until the food is cooked."

Cang Kong once again pretended to be novel, after all he shouldn't have seen such things as tripods.Qingxu Daodezhenjun didn't know which unlucky nobleman's home he robbed, first it was a sandboard for practicing calligraphy, and now it was a tripod for cooking.but……

"This tripod is made of bronze, right?! Bronze contains lead, right? Doesn't it cause lead poisoning if you often cook with this?!"

Cang Kong doubts whether he can grow up healthy.

☆, the beginning of farming life

Cang Kong didn't use the tripod to cook in the end.

"Master, I'm used to cooking food in a casserole at home." For his own sake, he said as sincerely as possible, "Thank you for your kindness, but can you give me a casserole?"

Yes, in the Yin and Shang Dynasties, there were early prototypes of casserole for later generations.After all, pottery is much cheaper than bronze ware, and the firing techniques and requirements are much simpler, and it is not a symbol of power. People often use clay pots for cooking.

Cang Kong was originally born in a small mountain village, so he has never seen a bronze tripod, but there are quite a few casserole pots fired from clay.Yes, you can learn how to cook with a tripod, but since you can cook with a ready-made clay pot, why bother to look far away?Ordinarily, it would be more appropriate for Qingxu Daodezhenjun to prepare a casserole for him, and this request made by Cang Kong himself is also very reasonable.

But Cang Kong was still a little uneasy for no other reason. In this era, the concept of respect and inferiority is very heavy. A father can punish a rebellious son, and a master can also clean up traitors from the family. What's more, he is a boy whose status is not as good as an apprentice.

"You're right, you didn't think carefully about being a teacher." Qingxu Daodezhenjun thought for a while, and nodded in agreement with Cangkong's suggestion, "At that time, I went to Nanbohou's mansion to borrow a sand board as a teacher, and I took this sand board by the way. I borrowed the tripod, so I didn't think much about it."

"Excuse me, are you sure you didn't steal it?" Cang Kong slandered.

"Forget it." Qingxu Daodezhen Jun thought for a while, "Shaoqing, I'll find a town to get casserole. For this meal, you should follow the routine of the previous few days and make do with it."

"What do you mean make do with it?"

Cang Kong's words stuck in his throat before he could even ask them.

Qingxu Daodezhenjun pointed his finger suddenly, and several kinds of plant tubers flew out from the side storage grid, and they were directly thrown into the alchemy furnace in the middle.Then gurgling clear water appeared out of thin air and poured in.

Then three fiery flames spewed out from his mouth and nose, and Cang Kong was so frightened that he stepped back a few steps, watching the flames fall to the ground of the pill furnace and burn blazingly.The dense white mist rose from the furnace mouth and was discharged along the flue of the room.

Even so, the billowing heat wave continued to come from the direction of the alchemy furnace. The temperature far exceeded the natural gas furnace of the later generations, making Cang Kong feel uncomfortable. He backed away again, and his back was pressed against the wall of the room, and he felt that he could barely bear it.

Within a moment, Qingxu Daodezhenjun waved his big sleeves, the fire was turned off and the furnace was turned on, and a ball of thick paste flew out from it, about the size of a fist.Another ceramic bowl flew up from a certain grid - Cang Kong could clearly see that it was the rice bowl he used for eating these two days - and firmly caught the thick paste.

Looking at the bowl of freshly baked and steaming food in front of him, Cang Kong was dumbfounded.

"Using an alchemy stove to cook, my master is also number one in the world, right?"

Cang Kong took the pottery bowl and looked at it carefully, the expression on his face froze.He never thought that the porridge-like thing he ate for a few days was made in this way.

"You haven't started practicing, so you can't take this kind of food for a long time." Qingxu Daodezhenjun said, "You were weak a while ago, so it's okay to nourish with medicinal food. But in the future, you should still rely on ordinary food."

"Ordinary food...wait a minute!" Cang Kong suddenly remembered a matter of life and death.

"Master, do disciples need to be vegetarian?"

"Of course not," Qingxu Daodezhen replied without hesitation, "Before entering the path of cultivation, the most important thing is to take good care of your body. Just relying on vegetarian food is not enough to make your body generate vitality and strengthen your blood. Besides, your bones The viscera are not yet fully developed, and a combination of meat and vegetables is needed..."

Cang Kong breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't want to live as badly as his original master in the mountain village after becoming the disciple of the immortal.When he checked Yuanshen's memory, he found that although Yuanshen lived in a small mountain village, every household would raise some poultry such as chickens and pigs, and the small river beside the village could also be used for fishing and shrimps, as long as the meat was saved, is not lacking.Every year and festival, you can also have a good meal.

"Strange, in "Fengshen Yanyi", Qingxu Daodezhenjun's disciples are obviously vegetarians?" While he was relaxing, doubts arose in his heart.Cangkong remembered very clearly that before his future junior brother Huang Tianhua came down to help Zhou, he was called to him by Qingxu Daodezhenjun and ordered him to abstain from meat and vegetables.

"—But," Qingxu Daodezhenjun shattered the little happiness in his heart with one sentence, "When you start refining and transforming qi, you have to stop eating meat."

Cang Kong had no time to mourn for the chicken legs, elbows and braised pork in the future, Qingxu Daodezhenjun gave him another jump: "Besides, I'm curious, how do you know the difference between meat and vegetables?"

"Call you cheap!" Hearing these words, Cang Kong's first thought was to slap himself. This kind of slip-up has happened more than once, and he would just confess honestly that he is a time traveler.At this moment, Cang Kong didn't have time to blame himself any more, his mind turned quickly, and he came up with an excuse.

"Uh, my father once took the whole family to the Yunzhongjun Temple in Jingcheng to pray for good weather in the coming year. The temple inside wished my mother-in-law to say that she is a vegetarian every day in order to worship the gods, and that the gods are usually vegetarian and do not eat meat."

This statement is half true and half false, Cang Kong Yuanshen's family did go to the Yunzhongjun Temple in Jingcheng, Miao Zhu was indeed an old woman, and he made up the rest.

"Mr. Yunzhong..." Qingxu Daodaozheng seemed to have remembered something, his face became subtle, and the corner of his mouth was smiling and silent.

Cangkong saw Qingxu Daodezhenjun's expression, and thought: "Master's expression is not right, I remember that in the memory of the original body, the statue of Yunzhongjun was a woman, with a very beautiful appearance, could it be that back then..."

"Let's go eat, take a short rest after dinner, remember to take a nap for a quarter of an hour, and come back to Hanxu Courtyard to find a teacher in the next three quarters."

"Yes, master." Cangkong saw that Qingxu Daodezheng had spoken, and quickly retreated.

In the afternoon, Qingxu Daodezhen taught Cangkong two sets of exercises, one for resting and one for moving. They are different, but they are all authentic introductory exercises.

According to Zhenjun, the resting exercise is called Qingwei Xinfa, the principle is very simple, it is to use the method of breathing and breathing to clear away distracting thoughts, collect the mind, and lay the foundation for future practice in the state of mind.

The dynamic exercise is called Chonghe Gong, which is a kind of guiding exercise similar to Taijiquan and Wu Qinxi in later generations.Chonghe Gong consists of a whole set of fast and slow movements, and each set of movements must be matched with the corresponding breathing rhythm.Different from Qingwei Xinfa, this set of exercises can be exercised from the outside to the inside, from the muscles and bones to the blood and marrow of the viscera.

The Qingwei Mind Method and Chonghe Gong, one static and one movement, one internal and one external, each target the body and mind, and they complement each other.

Taoism pays attention to the unity of man and nature, and adapting to the times.To exercise Chonghe Gong, you should do it in the early morning when the qi and blood are generating and flowing; to practice the Qingwei mental method, you should do it after sunset when the qi and blood are subsiding and converging.

So Cang Kong's daily schedule was set: get up at Mao, and practice Chonghe Gong after washing.Then go to Qingxu Daodezhenjun to say hello and accept the coursework inspection.After the examination, he had breakfast, rested for a while, and went to Hanxu Academy to study characters.At noon, I started to prepare my own lunch in a casserole, and the food list was designated by the Qingxu Dazhenjun.After that, take a nap, and then go to Hanxu Courtyard at [-]:[-] in the afternoon. Qingxu Daodezhenjun will answer Cangkong’s doubts in practicing exercises and learning characters, and then it will be free time until dinner. In the evening, we will practice the Qingwei Mind , Fall asleep before Hai hour.

Cangkong is like this every day. Although life is a little monotonous, it is also fulfilling.Sometimes, he thought he was going to live like this on Qingfeng Mountain.

☆、Mission from Heaven

It was night, and the study room in Hanxu Courtyard was flickering with lights, and two black shadows were projected onto the windows, one large and one small.

"Cang Kong Tong'er, how far has your Chong He Gong practiced now?"

The taller figure is of course Qingxu Daodezhenjun, with his bun untied, his long black hair falling down like a waterfall, shining like satin under the faint light, coupled with his handsome face of sixteen or seventeen, he looks like a Pianpian handsome young man, very different from his usual refined appearance.

"Back to the master, I have memorized all the movements. According to what you said this morning, it's called 'you only know the shape, but don't understand the meaning'." Cang Kong replied.

"Well, the teacher did say it. Do you remember the daily writing and acupoint knowledge?"

"I remember it very clearly."

"Where's Qingwei Xinfa?"

"I have already been able to enter meditation, and now I can sense the qi and blood circulating in the body."

Qingxu Daodezhenjun was sitting behind the desk, and nodded with a smile: "Very well, the teacher called you here at this time, because I have a task for you."

"Master has orders, Cang Kong dare not obey." Cang Kong quickly took the opportunity to show his loyalty.

"Do you still remember the copper tripod?"

"But the tripod that the master brought from Nan Bohou's mansion?" In the memory of Cangkong after traveling through, he seemed to have only seen this tripod.

"That's right, it's the one I borrowed." Zhen Jun nodded.

"...Is it really a loan?" Cang Kong couldn't help complaining.

"I've been forgetting to return it all the time. You run my errands for me and return it in the dead of night so that no one will find out."

"So it really was stolen, otherwise why would you return it so sneakily... Wait!"

Cangkong suddenly asked: "Master, do you want me to go to Nanbohou's mansion now?"

Qingxu Daodezhenjun nodded again: "Exactly, I watched the sky at night for my teacher, and found that the moon is dark and the wind is high tonight, so it is suitable for you to return the tripod."

"But Nanbohou's Mansion is in Jingcheng, I don't know how far it is from here." Cang Kong was unable to complain about the old man's magical words.

"As a teacher, I will send you there."

"The Hou Mansion is heavily guarded, I'm afraid..."

"So it's time to test your practice. You have been on the mountain for three months, and you have studied hard day and night, and you are very clear as a teacher. Just be careful, and the guards will not be able to do anything to you." Qing Xu Dao Zhen Jun is not usually gentle With a patient look, there was a bit of impatience in his tone.

"But I don't know anything yet..."

Before Cangkong could say the word "what" out of his mouth, he saw a long blue flag appearing in Qingxu Daodaozheng's hand, and waved it at him——

All of a sudden, the world was spinning, his footing was unstable, and a haze of green air enveloped his sight.When the normal scene appeared before Cang Kong's eyes again, he found himself standing in a small alley, with a wide street in front of him, silent and silent.Across the street was a stately mansion, guarded by soldiers.

With the help of the dim moonlight, Cang Kong used the oracle bone inscriptions he had just learned to recognize the four large characters on the plaque: "Nanbohou Mansion".

"Damn!"

As soon as he cursed, he felt his body sink.I don't know when there was a heavy object on his back, it seemed to be tied to his body by hemp rope, and several ropes stretched to his chest and were tied in a knot.

Without turning his head, Cang Kong could smell the smell of oily smoke wafting from behind. There is no doubt that this must be the cauldron.

"Master, do you still dare to cheat me a little more?" Cangkong looked at the Nanbohou Mansion in front of him, wanting to cry, not understanding why his gentle and amiable master suddenly asked him to do this, "At least a few days in advance Well, let me make a plan or something."

Today is the first day of the lunar new year, which is the first day of the lunar calendar.A crescent moon is looming in the dark clouds, its brilliance is dim.There was also the night wind blowing, and the corners of the Hou's guards' clothes were blown slightly.As Qingxu Daodezhenjun said: the moon is dark and the wind is high.

"When the moon is dark and the wind is high, when killing people and setting fires." Cang Kong murmured a jingle from later generations, and laughed at himself.

He took several deep breaths according to the formula of Qingwei Xinfa, his chaotic and restless mood gradually calmed down, the thoughts of complaining disappeared, and instead he thought about how to solve the task of Qingxu Daodezhenjun.

Cangkong looked at the gleaming Changge of the guard at the gate, felt a chill in his neck, and decided to move to a place where the guards were weak.