Hard to be a master

Guan Jingxuan, who hadn't been out of Kunlun for half a year, naturally didn't know when the Yellow River flooded.He didn't intend to ask at first, but the shopkeeper who quickly recovered from the blow just now explained it enthusiastically.

Since the beginning of summer this year, it has been raining twice in three days, the water level of the Yellow River has been rising, and several dams are showing signs that they are about to burst.The government immediately evacuated some people along the coast, but the rain stopped just after the people were evacuated.It stopped for about a month, and the water level of the Yellow River dropped a little. The government took care not to let the relocated people go back immediately, and planned to let them go home after the rainy season was over and it was safe.Unexpectedly, half a month ago, there was a sudden heavy rain in the middle of the night, the rain was unprecedented, as if a hole had been broken in the Milky Way, and all the water was poured down.

Overnight, the water level of the Yellow River rose sharply.Before everyone could react at all, the turbulent river was already like an unstoppable cavalry, smashing the dykes that were in vain and slaughtering towards the world.Although the people closest to the river bank were transferred by the government first, those who were further away remained on both sides of the bank.Since these villages a little far from the river bank are safe even if there is a flood in previous years, the people in these places are defenseless.When the flood hit, many people were sucked into the torrential flood without even waking up from their sleep.

The flood swallowed the lives of countless people, and also submerged countless villages and towns that developed between the banks. Those who survived the catastrophe became victims of the disaster.These displaced victims lost everything overnight. After fleeing to other places, it was difficult to find a way to make a living immediately, so they could only beg along the street. As a result, a large number of beggars emerged in the towns near the disaster area.

After hearing this, Guan Jingxuan sighed and said: "The natural disasters have come to the world, pity the world."

The shopkeeper also heaved a long sigh, and said: "Who says it's not? Sometimes victims of disasters come to beg, and I will give them some food in the store, but we are only a small business after all, and we can't give much relief rations. It's a drop in the bucket. ..."

At this moment, two middle-aged men sitting at the table next to Guan Jingxuan suddenly interrupted.

One said: "Why don't those cultivators stand up at this time? Let them try to force the flood back!"

Another chimed in: "That's it!"

The other said: "And there are disaster victims everywhere, why don't they come out to rescue and shelter? Don't they flaunt that they have a heart for the common people!"

The other continued to echo: "Yes, yes, yes!"

Guan Jingxuan couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it, but he didn't intend to explain anything. He just listened silently to the people in the hall who, driven by these two people, began to complain about the desperation of the immortal cultivators.After sitting for a while, Guan Jingxuan settled the tea money, got up, left the restaurant and walked out of the city.

Immortal cultivators cultivate their own immortal paths, and they can only cultivate themselves.Today's immortal sects, ranging from little-known sects and small households to ancient and magnificent cultivation sects such as Kunlun and Shushan, but those established with the purpose of "obtaining the Tao" have always had a consistent attitude towards the world of mortals. are relatively indifferent.The so-called "Tao" means letting nature take its course.From the perspective of immortal cultivators, natural disasters and man-made disasters are inevitable, and too much intervention will be useless.

In layman's terms, the attitude of the immortal cultivators towards the mortal world can be summed up in eight words - it's none of my business, it's none of your business.

However, most people in the world misunderstand that immortal cultivators should care for the common people and save lives and heal the wounded. There is also a reason.Firstly, during the process of cultivating immortals, there will be many trials that need to enter the world, such as exorcising evil spirits and subduing fierce beasts.For ordinary people, this kind of trial is a kind deed of immortal cultivators to benefit the common people regardless of reward. Over time, in the eyes of the world, it seems to become the obligation of immortal cultivators.Secondly, not all cultivators are cultivating immortals with the goal of attaining Taoism and becoming immortals.In order to glorify the lintel and consolidate power, many aristocratic families will also select suitable people from the family to join the immortal gate.These people will often return to their respective families to serve after they have achieved something in their studies, and rely on the ability of immortal cultivators to win people's hearts for the family.With an inescapable attitude, and under the banner of all kinds of righteousness, they solve problems for ordinary people in the open, and eliminate dissidents and fight for power and profit for the family in the dark.

All of these make ordinary people mistakenly think that a cultivator should show pity for the common people and be kind and loving.And the immortal cultivators who are devoted to the Tao don't care about what the world thinks of them, let alone argue and explain, so this misunderstanding has continued to this day.

It was still early, Guan Jingxuan did not immediately go away against the wind after leaving the city, but walked along a small road towards a sparsely populated direction.It was a rare time for him to go down the mountain, and he was used to seeing Kunlun covered with snow, but the green mountains and green waters under the mountain aroused his interest in walking around.

It's midsummer, and the countryside is surrounded by lush greenery and full of vitality.Not long after Guan Jingxuan walked, he heard some faint sounds of water, followed the sound, and saw a small river appearing in his field of vision not long after.

The river was neither too wide nor too deep. One end stretched far away, and the other end disappeared into the bushes. It seemed to be a tributary of a certain river.The river water was a bit turbid, and there were many dead branches and leaves floating on the water surface, flowing very slowly.The river beach was originally covered with pebbles of different sizes, uneven, but now it is filled with sand and smooth.The grass and trees on both sides of the river were all dumped in the direction of the water flow, and the grass blades were also covered with dried sand. It was obvious that this tributary had also been baptized by floods.

Guan Jingxuan walked along the river for a while, and the vegetation along the river became more lush and the water flow became smaller as he went further in.Just when he casually walked past a clump of cattail grass, his heart was inexplicably moved, and he took two steps back in front of the cluster of cattail catkins.The cattail grass grows very luxuriantly, and is not greatly affected by the flood. Although it is not as tall and straight as before, it still stands firmly by the river, swaying and making soft sounds with the breeze.

Guan Jingxuan stared at the clump of cattail grass for a moment, then suddenly stretched out her hands to push the cattail grass to the sides, and saw a person lying quietly behind the cattail grass.It was a little boy who looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old, unkempt and muddy.His lower body was submerged in the water, his upper body was lying on the shore, and his wet linen clothes were clinging to his frail body, looking very embarrassed.The boy's eyes were closed, his face was pale, and he lay motionless by the water's edge. He couldn't even see his chest rising and falling, and his life and death were unknown.

After a little hesitation, Guan Jingxuan cast a spell on the cattail grass on both sides and freed his hands. He stepped forward and stepped on the cattail grass to check the child's breathing and pulse—fortunately, he was still alive.However, the pulse is already very weak, and the body temperature is also frighteningly low. If left unattended, the child will surely die.

If it was a normal day, Guan Jingxuan would definitely not mind such nosy matters.After all, there is life and death, and those who deserve to live cannot die, and those who are dying cannot be kept.But today, for some reason, seeing the child dying, he inexplicably felt some pity.So Guan Jingxuan took another step forward, not caring that the hem of his clothes and shoes were wet by the muddy river, bent down and picked the child up from the water.

This child was lighter than Guan Jingxuan expected, if he stood by himself, maybe a gust of wind would blow him away.Guan Jingxuan put one hand through his knee, and put the other arm around his back, stepped on the cattail grass and walked up to the river bank. The newly changed gray and white light shirt was soon dazed by the river water dripping from the child. Blockbuster.Guan Jingxuan adjusted the movement of holding the child, let his upper body lean against her chest, then pinched a trick to call out the Floating Cloud Fan, and went straight to the direction of Kunlun to resist the wind.

Qingmengyuan, where Guan Jingxuan lived, was built on Tongdao Peak, not far from Zhao Qingzhou's residence, so after returning to Kunlun, he was not in a hurry to put the purchased materials into storage, but returned to Qingzhou with the child in his arms. Dream Garden.The climate in Kunlun is cold, and the monks have the spiritual power to protect their bodies against the severe cold and heat, but the children in their arms cannot bear such weather.So after going up the mountain, Guan Jingxuan used his spiritual power to protect him, and did not withdraw his spiritual power until he entered the house, then quickly removed the child's wet clothes, put him on his bed, and wrapped him tightly in a quilt .

During the process, Guan Jingxuan made a general inspection. In addition to the bruises all over the body, the child also had two broken ribs, and the right arm and right leg were also broken.Guan Jingxuan is not proficient in medicine. Although he used to help Ling Xifeng deal with the injuries he suffered during practice when he lived in the same courtyard with Ling Xifeng, but most of them were skin traumas. I can't help.

Going out to look at the sky, it is estimated that today's Lingtai meeting will take two hours to end, even if someone needs to be invited to treat him, he will probably have to wait until after the meeting to find someone.Guan Jingxuan walked around the courtyard wall of Qingmengyuan, adjusted the two enchantment spirit stones to raise the temperature in the room slightly, and then went to the kitchen to boil a large pot of hot water and send it to the bedroom. , simply scrubbed the child, and barely fed him two mouthfuls of hot water, only then remembered that he was also in a mess now.After unhurriedly changing into clean clothes, Guan Jingxuan turned around and left the yard.

When Sun Yumo heard the name of the visitor who came to look for his disciples, he immediately showed a look of surprise.After confirming again and again that I heard correctly, I didn't care about the Lingtai meeting, I turned around and headed towards the medicine hut against the wind.It was said that the disciple was about to go back with the master, but was grabbed by a man who came to him at some point.

The disciple who sent the message turned around and saw that the person holding him was tall and handsome, with an exotic look between his brows and a colorful Taoist robe, he immediately understood the identity of the other party, and said respectfully: "Liu Hello uncle."

Liu Siqing nodded hastily as a response, and then asked: "You just said that brother Jingxuan went to find your master? Was he injured?"

The disciple who sent the message shook his head and replied: "I have never seen any injuries on Master Guan's body."

Liu Siqing immediately frowned: "Then do you know why he sought your master? For whom?"

The disciple who sent the message said: "This... Uncle Guan didn't say..."

Liu Siqing thought for a while, and said, "Forget it, I'll follow along to have a look. You can lead the way."

After finishing speaking, Liu Siqing raised her foot and chased in the direction Sun Yumo left. The disciple who was ordered to lead the way had to follow along dumbfounded.