The departure of young man Prince Qin and his sister from Central Province Prefecture City did not bring much ripples to this prosperous and large city.
The people still do what they should do and live how they should live. Rather, there are more important things than the movements of these so-called big shots. There are only a few days left before the New Year's Day, and the entire Zhongzhou has begun to enter a festive atmosphere.
Young Daoist was dragged out by young Daoist Mingxin several times to buy new year's goods.
Yue Shiru spent the whole day studying how to have a good relationship with the Refining Yang Sword hanging under Ancestor Lu Tower.
But they also volunteered to help little Martial Uncle Ancestor and True Person Qi move the New Year's goods.
Young Daoist Mingxin counted on her fingers. "I bought the fragrance of the ancestors, the meat for food, and the grain. The cabbages and radishes in winter are piled all over the house. Well, there are also peppers hanging in the kitchen. The green onions piled in the corners are taller than me."
Young Daoist is very happy.
People on the road also had some joy on their faces.
Even though there were some sad things this year and some hurdles that were not easy to overcome, we finally got over it, and there will soon be a time when both adults and children can relax a little. Young Daoist Mingxin was very happy because there were two more people in the Daoist temple during the New Year's Eve this year.
I was so happy that when I saw familiar people on the street, I would smile and say hello.
Everyone replied a few words to him. At this time, everyone was very relaxed. One touched young Daoist's head and stuffed a handful of melon seeds into his arms. This one pinched young Daoist's little face that still had baby fat, and stuffed two big pears into his sleeves. Along the way, his arms were full of food.
Young Daoist stood in a straight line on the road home with his arms full.
When we returned to the Daoist temple, Three Yellow Chicken came forward to peck at the melon seeds, while Master old Daoist was writing couplets. On the table, familiar pilgrims brought some New Year's goods, although Refining Yang Temple Those who are not low in seniority, a few generations above are the orthodox traditions passed down by Pure Yang Patriarch, but after all, they are not well-known and do not have much wealth. Every year, old Daoist will draw a few talismans and write some Spring Festival couplets to send to people.
Young Daoist put the New Year's goods on the table, then ran to look and saw a few more small urns. He opened it and found pickled vegetables inside. He became happy and said, "Did the Master and the others send the New Year's food for this year's New Year?" There was not that big of a conflict between the Daoist and monk. They were both monks and practitioners.
Due to precepts, many schools of monk do not allow meat.
Just be particular about the vegetarian dishes.
And because there aren't many delicious green leafy vegetables to eat in the winter, I came up with a lot of ideas for pickles in order to preserve them. The pickles young Daoist I make are called "borrowed meals" because such dishes are so good that you have to go to other people's houses to borrow rice to eat them. This is naturally an exaggeration, but you also know that this dish is excellent.
Old Daoist finished writing the couplet and chatted with the guests.
Young Daoist rummaged through and found a fruit plate that was only used during the Chinese New Year, and put all kinds of nuts in it. During the winter, old Daoist would heat a pot with boiling water and boil white tofu cut into cubes, and eat it while it was still steaming. It was most delicious. Next to it, there were vegetarian dishes sent by the master of a Buddhist nunnery not far away.
While looking at the scenery, people were warming up by the fire. Some familiar people would come to visit. The older ones chatted about the past year, while the younger ones just ate as much as they wanted. There were melon seeds, red dates, peanuts, snacks, and big oranges.
You can smell the burnt and fruity aroma, and when you take a deep breath, your stomach feels warm.
Just be careful if you eat too much melon seeds and peanuts and you will get angry, and you won't be able to eat a lot of delicious food the next day.
Young Daoist said happily, and pointed to the cold room that had never had a fire, and said, "Dang dang dang, this is the best thing, Uncle-Master Qi, and ahem, Yue Xiaosun, I will eat these on the day of the New Year's Eve and the New Year's Day!"
He opened the big bamboo woven lid, and there were black bowls inside. There were various kinds of meat dishes inside, including slices of roasted pork, Sixi meatballs, fermented bean curd meat made with the color and taste of fermented bean curd, and crispy meat slices wrapped in flour and fried. Since they were meat dishes, they were sealed with oil and placed in this cold room. They could be sealed for a long time in winter. During the New Year, they could be taken out and steamed when needed to entertain relatives and friends.
"Hey, these are delicious."
"You guys will definitely like it."
Young Daoist Mingxin's eyes were bright. He followed Teacher's example and clasped his hands behind his back, stroking his beard and said, "Hmph, you should look forward to it. You will be very happy that day. It's a pity that Teacher always says that I'm still young. I'm still young and won't teach me how to cook these dishes."
"But it doesn't matter. I can learn it in another year or two!"
"Ha, you little guy."
Old Daoist couldn't help laughing.
Qi WuHuo stood on the hillside where Refining Yang Temple was, looked out, and saw the joy of the entire city. The Human World's changes in the world were so beautiful. He had only been here for a month or two, but he had seen many more things and choices than in his past life, and even his mood seemed to relax.
He couldn't spend the Chinese New Year last year, but he seems to be able to spend it this year.
When the young Daoist was walking down the street that day, he bought a large inscription with the character "" and a small post posted on the screen wall behind the door. The four words were written on the red paper dipped in golden ink. The young Daoist turned over it over and over again and felt that he liked it very much.
All is well.
There are also two ornaments, one is a peace knot woven with red rope, with tassels hanging down, and a small inexpensive bead hanging from it. Girls at the Human World will buy such ornaments during the New Year. They hang on the side of their clothes and hang down. When they walk around, the red tassels will sway slightly. It is a beautiful and inexpensive little pastime.
Young Daoist bought a slightly better one with the money he earned from collecting herbs.
Hanging on it is jade.
I commissioned Ming Zhen Dao Alliance to find it. It is said that this jade can make the mind clear and free from worries.
My best wishes.
Young Daoist chose this one among the two jade materials to bless academic progress and the Wenqu blessing. After all, if the Wenqu blessing is useful, Uncle Niu will definitely bother that Wenqu Star Lord every day. The Human World hopes to be happy during the New Year, and it is better not to mention things that will make Yun Qin unhappy.
The other is a bracelet woven with five-color silk thread.
It is a custom in many places to decorate bracelets with five-color threads during the Dragon Boat Festival and New Year's Day to ward off evil spirits. They must be worn for at least half a day.
Young Daoist Mingxin said curiously, "Uncle-Master Qi, this is from the girl's family, we should use this!"
He raised his hand, and in his hand was a new wooden sword!
The scabbard of the wooden sword also had an unattractive dragon painted on it. If Chao Feng and Jiao Tu saw it, they would definitely laugh at it loudly. Young Daoist waved the new wooden sword, then did a sword dance, carried it behind his back, looked like a master, and said, "How about it!"
Yue Shiru was stunned.
Patriarch Lu hangs the sword here. Could it be that this little Martial Uncle Ancestor doesn't practice swordsmanship?!
When I was young, Sword techniques, a cauliflower with no head and a radius of ten miles, was more handsome than this one, right?
And young Daoist put the red rope jade pendant in his hand with his backhand and replied gently:
"Well, very good."
So Yue Shiru faced Sword techniques, who was at this [nonsense] level, and he was also working hard with awe.
True Person said yes.
That must be good!
I feel bad.
That must be my problem!
You have to watch and observe!
Yue Shiru studied Sword techniques with little Martial Uncle Ancestor seriously. Young Daoist felt very happy to have someone to play with; old Daoist was next to Alchemy Sand, and next to him Three Yellow Chicken was walking squarely, lowering his head and pecking at the melon seeds roasted with fruit wood, wondering why his chickens had never eaten such seeds?
Sighing again, why aren't there a few pullets?
Young Daoist's spirit 'heard' Three Yellow Chicken's sigh and couldn't help laughing.
Holding the red string jade beads in hand, everything in front of you is peaceful.
The Daoist temple in front, the mortal world behind.
The young man carries his sword.
Even though everyone in the Human World was happy and relaxed, young Daoist was no exception and felt a sense of relaxation, but he still did not relax his practice. He still carried out Daoist [Qi Refining] that day, not hurrying or slowing, not forcing it, but naturally practicing at the level of True Person.
Primordial Spirit is clear and natural, reflecting all things.
Qi WuHuo suddenly saw the wind rising and heard the wind chimes shaking under the Daoist temple. He subconsciously opened his eyes and walked out. He saw that the clouds outside suddenly became extremely thick and heavy. His eyes widened and the entire city suddenly expanded. Next to the Daoist, the Jade Book gifted by Elder Tao unfolded, showing the mountains, rivers and cities of the entire Zhongzhou.
The entire Zhongzhou was shrouded in terrifying and thick black clouds, rolling and billowing.
Young Daoist's eyes blurred, and he saw Little Medicine Spirit sleeping there, curled up. When Qi WuHuo smiled and was about to greet him, he suddenly heard a roar, and then a tiger shrouded in black air opened its mouth and swallowed the Little Medicine Spirit in one mouthful, biting it with sharp teeth, leaving only a childish scream.
Qi WuHuo's pupils shrank and he stepped forward suddenly, but suddenly he saw a cliff at his feet.
See the mountains and ridges.
They all burned and turned into a sea of fire.
Suddenly, his heart hurt. He lowered his head and saw a sword piercing his heart. There were ripples in front of his eyes. The light behind the reflection was the mandrill he had killed, and his eyes were glowing red.
Young Daoist opened his eyes suddenly.
Breathing is slightly rapid, and thin sweat breaks out on the forehead.
The scenes just now were just hallucinations, and not long ago, young Daoist said to himself, "Daoist cultivators, whims, and the heart is the nature. This is the spirit warning... Something is going to happen. Little Medicine Spirit is in danger of death, and it is reminding me that I cannot participate in it, otherwise, there is a possibility of death..."
He pressed his heart, and the feeling of death at that moment was really heavy!
Just like when a person is dreaming, the moment when he steps into the air and falls off the cliff is intensified hundreds of times.
"Is this the reason why you can have a clear mind and avoid disasters?"
Qi WuHuo Suddenly heard bursts of howling.
He lowered his head and saw the mirror hanging on one side of his waist. The mirror that was inextricably related to Beidi was shaking violently, emitting layers of light, illuminating Scripture Pavilion. Qi WuHuo's soul was clear. He realized something, grabbed the mirror, and stepped out.
He saw the wind blowing because there were wine flags waving.
He heard the wind chimes on the Daoist temple dancing extremely.
When I raised my head, I saw the bright day, but I could already see Myriad Phenomena of Stars, which seemed to be frozen. In the distance, I could see the clouds pressing down and rolling thickly. People's mood was not affected by such things. They were just having fun and talking about whether it would snow.
I heard people saying pleasant words loudly:
"All is well!"
"Everything is safe!"
Yue Shiru suddenly felt something. He turned his head and saw young Daoist standing there, his Daoist robes swaying.
Qi WuHuo closed his eyes and knew from the spiritual reminder that there might be something abnormal this time, and the mountains were only the first to be affected. Old Daoist looked at young Daoist curiously, and asked with a smile, "Dao Fellow Qi, what's wrong? Did you forget to buy something?"
"Nothing..."
Young Daoist came back to his senses, smiled, and replied, "I just forgot to do something."
After thinking for a while, he added, "Human Dao Destiny is prosperous and can resist foreign objects."
"If nothing happens today, don't leave the city."
Old Daoist was slightly startled when he heard this, then his white eyebrows furrowed and he said, "Old Daoist I know."
Young Daoist originally stood up and pressed the sword case with his right hand. He must go. If he knew it but refused to go and stayed alone, he would be an ordinary person like Jade Festival Mountain God. Can he only criticize others harshly and retreat when talking about himself? That is not a person of the right way. Besides, Little Medicine Spirit's friend will also be in danger.
Both public and private, we have no shirking responsibilities, and there is never any ripple or hesitation in our Daoist heart.
But suddenly I thought of what Great Dao Lord said about Kill the Bandits Sword, and also thought of the spiritual warning that if I hold Kill the Bandits Sword out, I might die, so I put down my hand, thought for a while, took out the peace knot and put it down.
If it's stained with blood, it's not easy to send it out.
Today is New Year's Eve, when all things begin to change, it is time to stay up late, entertain guests, offer sacrifices, pray for blessings, reward gods, seek wealth, meet noble people, get engaged, get married, build and bury buildings, and use the green dragon as a stove.
Said: Everything is appropriate.
Avoid traveling and going to work.
The young man goes out.
The judge has arrived for his appointment.
Yue Shiru was stunned. Going out at this time? He suddenly thought of the mandrill that was infected by the demonic miasma. His eyes widened slightly, as if he had guessed something. Young Daoist raised his fingers to his lips. Behind him, young Daoist was still happy, and old Daoist had already packed his things in a hurry, planning to tell some people not to leave the city.
Young Daoist walked past Ancestor Lu Tower, thought for a while, and said, "You have something to do today, do you want to come with me?"
The sword screamed, as if it was mocking.
Young Daoist picked up the sword technique that Shangqing Great Dao Lord had pointed out.
Then Refining Yang Sword fell silent, and suddenly whistled several times, leaving the scabbard straight into the young man's hand, holding the long sword. This sword seemed to know that there was a killing blow, and that there was a great calamity aura. If an ordinary weapon had spirituality, it would naturally retreat in fear, but when this sword sensed the calamity aura, it became even more joyful, and screamed endlessly, as if it was roaring.
The original words on the sword were suddenly blown away.
The floor suddenly trembled, and Yue Shiru saw the words on the sword being peeled off and then falling to the ground.
Every word is extremely heavy.
It seemed that even the fall caused the Daoist temple to tremble heavily.
In an instant, a line of free and easy words appeared on the floor of the Daoist temple.
[Walking this sword around the world, killing too much, I can no longer restrain myself, hurting myself several times, and it has come back to me, so I abandoned it here, leaving one of my Dharma veins to suppress it, in the name of refining Yang, so that the strong energy of Yang can kill the cold Yin murderous intent--Lü Chunyang]
The sword body returned to its original appearance.
Yue Shiru was stunned and speechless.
This sword is no longer the sword of Lü Chunyang.
This sword is no longer the sword of Patriarch Lu.
This sword has been abandoned Patriarch Lu.
Young Daoist holds a sword, Northern Emperor Mirror hangs on one side, and Judge's Seal hangs on one side. It is a Daoist robe with wooden hairpins and sleeves dyed with thunder patterns.
Moreover, everything in the world of mortals is suitable for everything.
"May everything be safe."