Those years of bking for green tea apprentices

(fourteen)

The Taoist organization is an orthodox Taoist sect that has been recognized by the state. In today's environment where Taoist and Buddhist graduate students are not required, it still upholds the tradition of accepting those who are destined, and takes in a large number of homeless children, which can be regarded as following Lingyun Temple and Lanruo Temple are side by side sects.

Zheng Dongjian himself was an orphan. He was born in a poor family in 1941, during the severe cold season.Under the background of the times at that time, one more person was one more mouth, and it was difficult to support oneself, let alone a child born in a cold season?

His parents put him in front of the door of the Daoist organization, hoping that these foreigners would be merciful and save his life.

Perhaps it was because of his life that he was frozen outside the mountain gate for three hours on March [-]th. The Japanese soldiers passed by him twice without finding him.

It was a time of crisis, and Penglai stayed behind closed doors. Fang Yanchu, the elder of Lingyun Palace, had been in closed doors for more than 300 years.Only the newly established Daoist organization has a short practice time, is inseparable from the destiny of the world, and is actively involved in the world. It is precisely because of this that Zheng Dongjian was able to worship the Taoist organization.

After joining the Taoist organization, Zheng Dongjian insisted on cultivating with great concentration, listening to every class seriously, but he was short of innate talent and lack of foundation, and the magic formulas that ordinary people can become immortals can only be used to strengthen the body. effect.The master had looked at him countless times and sighed. He didn't understand this when he was a teenager, but he gradually understood after living for 30 or 50 years. His practice made him feel more and more clearly that his death was approaching, and that his destiny was truly inviolable.

Zheng Dongjian stayed in front of the mountain gate, watching the Taoist organization getting taller and taller.The Taoist organization took a quiet place amidst the turmoil, and built a whole mountain in Chongming City, where every inch of land was expensive. The mountain gate was at the foot of the mountain, and a large forest was planted in front of the mountain gate.The air of vegetation enveloped the whole road. In early autumn, the weather turned cooler and the leaves in the forest fell rustlingly, making the whole mountain even more deep and quiet.There are several copper plaques hanging on an old locust tree next to the mountain gate, and a few words are clearly engraved on the plaques: "National Designated Cooperative Unit."

He sat down in front of the locust tree and stroked the bronze plaque. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, he ran for two months to contact Penglai and state agencies.After putting up this sign, the Taoist organization began to receive a sum of money from the state finance every year, even in the most difficult years, the money was never less.There are also many disciples and elders of the inner sect who have cooperated with the state to organize popular science programs. There is a program on the Science and Education Channel that has a high ratings, and many disciples rushed to watch it.

But Zheng Dongjian has never enjoyed these things. He has been staring at Fang Yanchu since Yan Chu left the customs 20 years ago.

When he was born, Fang Yanchu was still in retreat, and when Fang Yanchu left the closed door, he had already established a firm foothold in the outer door of the Taoist organization, and said with conscience that he had no enmity with Fang Yanchu.

But he just found Fang Yanchu not pleasing to the eye, and when the Daomen organization gave him the task, he faintly revealed that the Daomen organization didn't like Fang Yanchu very much, so he took chicken feathers as arrows, and kept sticking to the Lingyun Palace Due to some subsidy policies, a famous sect in Lingyun Palace had to grow and sell vegetables in the back mountain to supplement their household expenses.

It's ridiculous to think about it now.Zheng Dongjian shook his head in a self-deprecating manner, and just about to stand up while holding his knees, he heard laughter from behind the mountain gate.It was the laughter of a young man, probably a disciple of the inner sect, right?Zheng Dongjian guessed, he tried his best to straighten his clothes, combed his beard with five fingers into claws, and assumed a posture of sitting upright, sitting upright under the tree and waiting.

The footsteps of several young people approached, and their laughter could be heard clearly, and their conversation could be vaguely heard: "Brother He, today our master praised you again, how did you learn sword moves so quickly? What's the secret? ?"

Zheng Dongjian also knew the person called Senior Brother He. He Pingsheng was Senior Brother He. This Senior Brother He was 50 years earlier than himself, but he was very talented in Taoism. The first genius outside Lu Jingqiao of Lingyun Hall.

Compared with people like Zheng Dongjian, he is more of a heaven and another underground. Zheng Dongjian is just an outer disciple, and even if he gets into the position of an elder, he is not enough to step up for inner disciples.But Zheng Dongjian can think about it, talent is innate, and it can't be forced, so he doesn't feel that he is inferior to inner disciples.

I only heard the person called Senior Brother He laugh loudly, and replied freely: "Can there be any secrets? It's just that I entered the school a few years earlier than you, and the sword repair master saw that I was familiar with it. The other thing is to practice more. Know where the method of sword moves is."

"How can I find the method of sword move?"

"For example, the spring wind and rain that I said yesterday. This is a move that uses softness to overcome rigidity and leverages strength, but as a killer move, it is a surprise - lend me one of you swords?"

Several people surrounded the senior brother surnamed He and passed by under the big locust tree, talking and laughing, ignoring Zheng Dongjian and the sign, until He Pingsheng asked for a sword before suddenly stopping, a very short boy stopped Steps, carefully unfastened the sword at the waist with both hands, and then handed it over respectfully: "Mine, Senior Brother He uses mine!"

"Zheng——" The moment the sword was pulled out, the light of the sword was so bright that people couldn't even open their eyes.He Pingsheng subconsciously exclaimed: "A good sword, what a good sword!"

The little boy smiled shyly: "Hey, my master gave it to me."

"Okay, it's been a long time since I entered the inner door, and the elder personally gave me the sword. Then today I will use your sword to practice the spring wind and rain that my master taught yesterday. Watch it!"

He Pingsheng lowered his hands and made a sword move. The right hand holding the sword was slowly raised. It was the spring wind and rain. He demonstrated the sword formula and explained along with the movement: "Right hand moves, The spring breeze is coming—"

As soon as he finished speaking, He Pingsheng suddenly pushed the blade of the sword flat, and with his movement, the water vapor in the air seemed to be gathered to form a floating ripple, and then he suddenly drew his sword to chop, and the gathered water vapor quickly dissipated The blade of the lower sword fell rustlingly, and only then did his voice follow behind the wind of the sword: "Hua Chunfeng——"

The rest of the people all held their breath, staring at He Pingsheng's movements intently, not daring to blink their eyes.Because this move is not finished here, it is just a sword like a show, more beautiful than lethal, if you don't make up the next step, you will never be able to make the ultimate move, and the most critical part is not made up.

He Pingsheng backed away before the move was old enough, and the edge of the sword turned sharply. The water vapor that had fallen on the ground was picked up by the blade of the sword, and converged with the cold light on the tip of the sword, turning into a sharp light——

It is both water and light, and it is also a blade that can kill!

A cold light hit Zheng Dongjian's face.Zheng Dongjian has not yet retreated from his own worries, and he has no resistance at all in the face of the sword that was slashed with all his strength on the second day of the millennium.

The sword light pierced his chest instantly with water vapor, and bright red blood sprayed out through his body, splashing on the old locust tree, the words on the bronze plate were smeared with blood, and the blood was dripping down the groove Drop by drop into the ground under the roots of the locust tree.

He died so quickly that he didn't even have time to think a little bit about his own life.He only thought of Fang Yanchu telling him not to go through the front door before he came back, and felt that there was such a moment of regret, and also thought that when Fang Yanchu said this, his eyes were always cold and ruthless, and he felt that he really hated him.

In a pool of blood, he felt his life flow away quickly, and the last thing he thought of was the flying sword light.

It's so bright.

"Ah——" Several young people watched this scene and screamed in fright, especially the disciple who lent the sword, rushed forward with a cry, and shouted: "My sword!"

He Pingsheng was also taken aback, quickly put away the sword and returned it to the little disciple, and hurriedly asked: "Is it an ordinary person? Quickly see if he is dead?"

There was a clever and courageous person beside him, who stepped forward to test his breath, shook his head and said, "Dead."

"It seems to be our door?"

"Isn't this the robe of an outer disciple?"

"It seems to be, I seem to have seen him before, he is an elder from the outer sect..."

For a while, several people gathered together, staring at the robe on Zheng Dongjian's body to identify the patterns on the clothes. He Pingsheng also felt that this face was familiar, but after all, he killed himself, so he couldn't bear to look more, so he quickly recruited a small Student: "Since you are from the outer sect, you are not an ordinary person. If you die, you will die. Let's tell the head sect. After all, you are also an elder."

"Okay, I'll report to the head!"

"Forget it, let's go together. Brother He also killed him by mistake to show us his sword moves. Let's all beg for mercy and don't let Brother He be punished."

"It's good or bad." Several people surrounded He Pingsheng and walked into the mountain gate as they did when they came, talking and laughing as well.

After a few people had left, a figure walked out of the densely packed woods, squatted down beside Zheng Dongjian and looked at his corpse, with a sneer on his face: "Sure enough, he is dead."

"You hate him?" A tuft of black fur sprang out from his shoulder, followed by pitch-black paws, and then the whole black body of the cat. The little black cat squatted on his shoulder and licked its fur. "Why did he provoke you, or did he provoke your master?"

It was Ji Qianshan and the little black cat who came here. Ji Qianshan smiled, pulled the little black cat off his shoulder and threw it on Zheng Dongjian's body: "I didn't provoke me, and I didn't have time to provoke my master."

"Then why are you so happy that he is dead?" The little black cat threw itself on Zheng Dongjian's corpse, clawing at Zheng Dongjian's body one after another, tearing the magic robe on his body to pieces.

"If he doesn't die, I'm dead." Ji Qianshan's eyes suddenly became deep and dangerous, and his tone was soft, "Have you ever seen a person who hates the sword because he thinks he will die by the sword, and then As for the painstaking efforts to kill everyone who wields swords?"

"Sick?" The little black cat meowed, and continued to work diligently, "Can he finish killing?"

There was a trace of exhaustion in Ji Qianshan's tone, and he looked pitifully at Zheng Dongjian who was in a pool of blood: "Who knows? It might have happened in a previous life."

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Ji Qianshan: You may not believe it, but I have lived for several lifetimes (lighting a cigarette