[Comprehensive Mythology] Asking about the beginning

The birds chirp, the eagles fly and the beasts fly, and the wind and clouds gather and disperse. It is a scene of fairy mountains and blessed land.

The grass is green and faint, and there is an occasional scent of earth that rushes into the nostrils, but it has never lived up to the reputation of the five famous mountains.

Among such mountains and forests, even if there is no expert like Chen Tuan, it is still worth seeing.In this way, I can't blame the sages and scholars throughout the ages for fleeing into the mountains.

Knock the chess pieces leisurely, play against the quiet Huang, sip a cup of green tea in your hand, clasp the chess pieces in your palm to keep them cool.

Take care of your eyes, nose and nose, and buy some tea occasionally.Jiang Ning, who was standing aside and dressed as a little boy, just watched quietly from the beginning to the end.

The fighting in black and white, like the magnified variety of life, is constantly being staged within the square inch of this small chessboard.

It's a close fight.

As a person who once won the entire Huashan by playing chess, the old Taoist Chen Tuan's chess skills are naturally extraordinary.And the future famous official of the Song Dynasty who played against him is also a master.

If you meet your opponent in chess, you will meet a good talent.

Of course, no one is perfect, no money is enough, maybe things are not as we imagined.It's just that a certain unscrupulous old Taoist priest and the deceased Emperor Song Zu are both stinky chess baskets or something, so outsiders can know.

As a piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Jiang Ning, who has opened up the seven orifices to the six orifices, is naturally unknown.

"The old man is very good at chess, Zhang Yong voluntarily admits defeat."

For a long time, just when Jiang Ning wondered whether he would spend a thousand years on a game of chess like Wang Zhi from Jin, forgetting the passage of time.Zhang Yong, the future famous official with chess pieces in his hand, finally put down the teacup in his hand, stood up and sang a fat song respectfully:

"Zhang Yong admired the elegant name of the senior for a long time, and intends to hide in the mountains and forests, imitating the predecessor's aloofness and things, and please accept it."

The young man's respectful words resounded among the secluded mountains and forests. It was obviously a flat tone, but there was a trace of unconscious passion and romance in a trance.It's like looking for him thousands of times in the crowd, finding something peaceful and not lonely in the midst of prosperity, full of inevitable and eager to try.

He was dressed as a countryman, with short brown loess cloth, a black belt, and a gauze hat on his head.His face is handsome and majestic, and when he is not smiling, he is like a living judge of Hades enshrined in the altar of a temple, without any joy of a stranger.

His face is very serious; the message he wants to express is also very serious; in fact, his words are also very serious.

The premise is that you have to ignore his eager eyes.

Jiang Ning's observation ability has always been good, and when he put on this shrunken version of the shell, it's good, so he can raise it a little bit or two.This is thanks to him finally getting rid of the evil test-oriented education.Although I have fallen into another pit called classical Chinese, it is still the kind that does not have sentence breaks and no sentence reading.But after all, there is no intrusion of electronic screens, right?

Inexplicably, there is an urge to light a candle for the future of the Great Song Dynasty.

Can't the famous ministers of the Song Dynasty be more reliable?

What Jiang Ning can be sure of is that in the original time and space, he has never heard of the existence of Zhang Yong and Zhang Guaiya in the history of the Song Dynasty.Bao Heizi is almost the same!

"Your son should be a noble official, and he has had a hard life all his life. For example, Zhang Yan, playing music and singing, suddenly caught fire in the kitchen. It is helpless to be a guest, but Lai Zi destroys it."

Gently waving the cattail fan in his palm, his eyelids were drooping, and his mental outlook showed an appearance of not waking up.He yawned casually, covering up the color in his eyes, and then the old Taoist priest Chen Tuan continued in a serious tone:

"If you really want to, Pindao will divide half of Huashan Mountain to live with you. Why not? The nature is bright and impetuous, and you can learn Taoism safely?"

What do you mean?

The translation is: you, Zhang Yong, have a bright personality, and you are not a Taoist at a glance. If you really intend to stay with me, Chen Tuan, to study hard and practice Taoism, and stay away from the world, then I will draw half of Huashan Mountain to live for you. What can't be done?But can you Zhang Yong let it go?You are destined to become a high-ranking official who is rich and famous, and spend your whole life running around for the country and the people. You are born to work hard!It's like when someone's house is holding a banquet, and suddenly the kitchen catches fire, and no one else can do anything about it, only you can solve it.

This is said, it seems a little shocking.

But fortunately, Zhang Yong, who is a future famous minister in the mouth of the old Taoist priest Chen Tuan, has a good ability to resist blows.Just dazed for a while, Shi Shiran got up as if nothing had happened, thanked Chen Tuan, and turned his attention to Jiang Ning.

Sexually bright and irritable...?

There was a slight smile on the taut Baozi's face as if he was measuring it, and he was keenly aware of the strange atmosphere in the intuition of a child.Jiang Ning inexplicably felt that this future famous official of the Song Dynasty, whom he had never heard of in his previous life, looked at him strangely.

So, if he wants to practice Taoism with Patriarch Chen Tuan, he has to keep a straight face all day long like this little Taoist boy, with a smile that seems to be measured with a ruler?

Although, this doesn't seem to be difficult for Zhang Yong, who has a very serious face.

The appearance of himself with a serious face similar to Jiang Ning flashed before him. The future famous official of the Song Dynasty said that he should resign himself to his fate and run around.

"It is to give me a baby as a worldly thing."

This is to drag me into this world of mortals to toil and run around, I'd better accept my fate honestly and don't think too much about it.

With a clear understanding, Zhang Yong didn't know that he couldn't do anything, so he didn't look back because he didn't hit the south wall. He politely thanked the ancestor Chen Tuan for his advice, and planned to go down the mountain earlier to continue to struggle and make a career.

After all, this is not the era of the 21st century when fortune tellers are inferior to dogs, and all kinds of prophecies are quite authoritative.

Although he said, Zi didn't speak strangely.But not speaking, not speaking, does not mean that there is no.

Zhang Yong was still in awe of this.

Besides, the person who said this was Chen Xiyi from Huashan, the emperor of several dynasties treated Mr. Xiyi with courtesy.

"This boy has some fate with you, and he can help you the next day. The fate of the poor is approaching, if you don't give up, how about taking him with you?"

The eyes seem to be closed, but the cattail fan in the palm stopped suddenly, and he pointed his finger to Jiang Ning who was quietly standing aside. The old Taoist Chen Tuan suddenly sighed, and said with Xiao Suo on his face:

"In this world, the spiritual veins are cut off, and the lineage of the immortals is difficult to continue, but it's not because the poor Daoists take Joe and don't want to teach you. The cause and effect of the heavenly way has its own definite number, but it's not something we can easily reverse."

Buddhism has its final dharma, and Taoism also has similar sayings.

In the Dharma-ending age, the gods and Buddhas of the heavens and Buddhas are extinct, the method of cultivation is cut off, and all the auras of heaven and earth return to nothingness.

And such a statement, as a two-dimensional creature, Jiang Ning had naturally heard of it in his previous life.Immortal cultivators need to attract the aura of heaven and earth to temper their bodies, hone their minds, and survive the calamities of cause and effect. Chance and luck, the method of root and bone fate, and the method of wealth and companionship are all indispensable.

Among them, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is equivalent to the oxygen that ordinary people need in one breath. If there is such a thing, as long as the merit is achieved, it is not to mention the matter of emptying the air and taking the head of a person thousands of miles away. It is not impossible to pick up the stars, move the moon, move the mountains and fill the sea; but if there is no such thing, then it is no different from ordinary people, at most, it is a little stronger in body and martial arts.

A Two-dimensional creature feels deep sadness.

So, his desire to learn the art of immortality has come to nothing?

Can I apply for a selective re-travel?

The old Taoist Chen Tuan seemed to have no intention of lingering on this topic, so he just mentioned this one sentence, then closed his eyes and waited quietly for Zhang Yong's reply.

And Jiang Ning, who was standing on the side, still stood quietly, with a sullen face, and did not express any opinions, as if the other protagonist in one of the incidents was not him.

Although, besides Jiang Ning, there is no second Taoist boy in the huge Huashan.

Is this really good?

Zhang Yong is not a reckless person, although sometimes his temper may be a little irritable, but it is normal and understandable for young people.On the contrary, the longer he procrastinates on something, the more he attaches importance to it.The meaning of Patriarch Chen Tuan has been expressed very clearly:

This world is a Dharma-ending world. Although it is not clear what is Dharma-ending, it is not a good word when I think about it.So many things are not because he doesn't teach, but because he can't and can't teach.It's just that the operation of the world has its own rules and laws. As for ordinary people, it's better to abide by the laws and live an honest life.

And this boy Jiang Ning, who looks so cute with a stern face, well, in the words of a certain Buddhist figure, he is destined to be with Zhang Yong. If you don’t dislike the troublesome boy, you can take him by your side. , maybe I can help him in the future.

The meaning of this old ancestor Chen Tuan's words is very obvious, and the meaning of Tuogu is also fully revealed.Even though he didn't want to believe it, Zhang Yong still heard a very ominous meaning from it.

There are fairy mountains overseas, and the mountains are in the void.

So in this world, are there any immortals?

Zhang Yong didn't know.

But if it is necessary to find a real immortal in the land of the Great Song Dynasty, then it must be the ancestor Chen Tuan in front of him.

This elder, who was born in the Changxing period of Tang Dynasty, experienced the Tang Dynasty, the chaotic Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, and the two emperors of this dynasty. And he is admired by the literati and scholars who love the world of mortals and the secular generals.The anecdotes and anecdotes of his legacy are widely circulated among the common people in the market.This is a living god who was well-known in the Song Dynasty.

And now, it is such a legendary figure who actually told him desolately in front of him that his destiny is about to come to an end, and that he himself will not live long, and before that, he deliberately mentioned Jiang Ning, the meaning behind his words, with Zhang Yong's dexterity, how could he not understand?

This is entrusting funeral matters.

What Zhang Yong can think of, Jiang Ning can naturally think of a thing or two.

After all, it is not a real child, it belongs to the mind of an adult, and it is extremely sensitive to certain things.The corners of his lips were tightened, and Baozi's face, which was usually tense, showed a rare look of bewilderment.

Is this sloppy old Taoist priest about to die soon?