It’s the end of the world after becoming a mountain god!

Seeing Master Qi's regretful expression, Song Tang casually asked, "If you want to learn, I can teach you. But I only know the basics. You have to figure out the real Zen sculpture yourself."

"Really?" Master Qi was delighted at first, but then he hesitated. "Each carving master has his own unique carving technique, and the carving secrets are not easily passed on to others. What's more, this is not an ordinary carving technique, it is the legendary long-lost Zen carving! This means that as long as Master Song is willing, there will be thousands of carving masters who will come thousands of miles to learn from him with a large sum of money."

In other words, as long as Song Tang is willing, she can make a fortune from this. Not only will others not have any objections, but they will also be willing to worship her as their teacher.

As the saying goes, once a teacher, always a father.

Even in the 21st century, this statement still applies.

Song Tang had already carved a piece quickly. This was also the main reason why Master Wuwei said that she had no talent, because her mind was not calm.

Every carving is done just to complete the task. No matter how well the carving is done, there will be no so-called Zen meaning.

The true meaning of Zen was something that Song Tang had to work on for more than two hundred years before he could figure out. It was certainly not as good as Master Wuwei's, but it was good enough.

"My master said that a skill is just a way to make a living. As long as you don't use it to do evil, it doesn't matter who you teach it to." She slowly recalled the smiling face of Master Wuwei. If she didn't learn well, she would still be slapped on the palm of her hand. She didn't look at all tolerant and peaceful like a monk. "There aren't so many rules. The greatest meaning of it is to be able to give people a living."

Otherwise, Master Wuwei would not have passed this skill to her so casually!

At that time, she was a knight who robbed the rich and gave to the poor. She was caught when she stole from Master Wuwei. In the end, not only was she not kicked out, but he also taught her this skill.

Over the past few thousand years, Song Tang has tried almost every profession. She even spent a few years in prison.

Firstly, time has no meaning to her now that she has become a deity, and secondly, Song Tang died at the age of 16 when he was still a mortal. She really wanted to know what kind of person she would have become in the future if she had not died.

Although she still has no answer, it doesn't matter anymore. She has experienced most of the ups and downs in the world, and this obsession has long gone.

"Master, please accept my disciple's greeting." Master Qi was fifty years old. He knelt as soon as he was told to. His disciple and Yan Fei beside him were stunned.

Song Tang accepted it with peace of mind, picked up the next sign, slowed down, and began to explain the essentials of carving one by one.

Noticing that Master Qi's apprentice had also secretly approached, Song Tang didn't mind and even raised his voice slightly.

The three of them were one talking and the other two listening, and occasionally they would let the other two try it out. Yan Fei watched for a long time, until his eyelids could no longer open, and then he staggered back to his room to sleep.

The next day, Yan Fei had already gotten up and found the three people still in the yard. He stood under the eaves and did not dare to go over and disturb them.

"Okay, you have mastered the basic techniques. Now the most important thing is to experience the word 'Zen'. My master said that carving techniques are secondary, and the soul of 'Zen' is the most important. As for how to experience it, you have to work hard on your own. I can't help you with this."

When practicing Zen, the emphasis is on “meditation”, and then there is “Zen”.

Everyone has a different understanding of "Zen", but in the end everyone can feel the peace and tranquility.

This is why Master Wuwei’s works can be recognized at a glance no matter how much time has passed.

After carving all night, he finally finished carving all the peace and safety plaques, polished them, and tied them one by one with the black ropes that Song Tang had woven himself. There were eight pieces in total, each of which was beautiful and shiny.

This is the effect of the talisman taking effect. After a while, the white light will be restrained. In the future, as long as the protective talisman on the jade card is not activated, it will not appear again.

Song Tang waved at Yan Fei and handed him the peace sign. "I'll keep these three, and you can take the other five back to give to your family."

I didn't expect this unexpected surprise. As soon as I saw the number, I knew that their whole family, including my future sister-in-law, was included.

"Then I won't be polite. I didn't expect Master Song to have such skills. I think those so-called carving masters are far inferior to you!" Yan Fei happily put on his own piece, "I will definitely bring this generous gift to my parents, they will definitely like it!"

Before, an ordinary amulet helped him get out of the ghost wall, which shows Song Tang’s ability!

This one in my hand now looks extraordinary!

The talisman above is simple and elegant, and has a soothing atmosphere. It is special enough even if it is just used as a decoration.

I quickly put away the rest and planned to give my parents a surprise when I returned to Kyoto.

"Someone will be coming to work later, please tell them for me. Remember to take the remaining materials with you when you leave, I won't need them for now. I'm going to catch up on some sleep, no need to call me for lunch." Song Tang rubbed his swollen and aching temple.

After forcing myself to wash up, I fell on the bed and soon fell asleep.

When she woke up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. She slept for a full seven hours.

She washed her face with cold water to sober up, ate something hastily, and then rushed to make the amulets. By the time she had finally collected a thousand amulets, it was almost twelve o'clock.

After another good night's sleep, Song Tang finally recovered to his usual good condition.

seven in the morning.

"You want to go with me?" Looking at the super large black suitcase that Yan Fei had conjured up from nowhere, who would believe that it wasn't a premeditated plan?

"Of course! I was born and raised in Kyoto, so I should do my best to be a good host." Yan Fei blinked his peach blossom eyes, looking very considerate. "My elder brother has always wanted to meet you formally, but my sister-in-law is afraid that he will have some sequelae, so she forced him to stay in the hospital for observation. As a believer of the mountain god and a friend of Master Song, it is reasonable for me to be your guide throughout the journey, right?"

"There's no need to be so troublesome." Song Tang declined.

Yan Fei had already taken Song Tang's suitcase, and his peach blossom eyes smiled particularly brightly, "Master Song, we are friends, why are you always so formal?"

Seeing that Song Tang finally nodded, Yan Fei immediately and happily handed the two suitcases to the bodyguard and personally opened the car door for her.

Song Tang got into the car, fastened his seat belt, and looked up and down at Yan Fei next to him.

"Are you hiding something from me?"

"I knew I couldn't hide it from you." Yan Fei had a carefree personality, and his worries were almost all written on his face. He thought for a while and said, "Actually, I'm not sure either. Anyway, be careful when you get to Kyoto. If you encounter anything that's hard to solve, just come to me. I wouldn't dare go anywhere except into mountains of swords and seas of fire, but I'm reliable for most things!"

He patted his chest vigorously as he spoke. If the situation really came to a last resort, he would consider going through fire and water.

If what his mother said was true, Song Tang's trip to Kyoto might not be smooth.

He didn't want to hide it from Song Tang, but Song Tang and Aunt Pei hadn't done a DNA test yet. Although everyone now agreed that Song Tang was most likely Aunt Pei's daughter.

But what if?

In fact, Yan Fei secretly didn't want the two to be mother and daughter. The affairs of the Pei family and the Ji family were too complicated, and he didn't want Song Tang to be involved.

Song Tang nodded thoughtfully. It seemed to be related to her life experience. Her biological mother's face must not be an ordinary person.