my God

"Shenjun," Song Yan didn't know the Chinese characters for Shan□□, so he would call him like this when expressing respect, "The energy contained in your breath is equivalent to drawing a god's spell, isn't it?"

The mountain god rolled his eyes at him, and said, "Don't compare the Napo Talisman with my talent! In my heyday, I can burn down a mountain in an instant!"

It turned out to be a master of burning wasteland.Song Yan couldn't help complaining silently from the bottom of his heart, and then asked humbly again: "You are heating water from the air, which is really good! You just said that skilled people don't need to draw symbols, so how can I practice?"

It is really troublesome to draw symbols in advance. If you can ignite fire, condense water, freeze, and release thunderbolt and lightning with a single thought, how good it is?

The mountain god looked at him and said word by word: "It's simple, just follow the Tao."

Song Yan: "..."

Since ancient times, how many mortals have been able to join the Tao?If you can penetrate the way of heaven, the way is me, and I am the way, then naturally you can control the power of the law!

Song Yan stopped making a sound, took out the cut yellow paper, took the pen and began to draw symbols seriously.Learn to walk before you think about running!He decided to draw all kinds of talismans first.

After drawing a divine fire talisman, Song Yan held it between the middle and middle fingers of his right hand, and after silently chanting a few incantations, the talisman suddenly burst into flames.He threw the talisman in his hand into the air, and the talisman was completely burned in the air, leaving no ashes.

"I've made progress!" Song Yan laughed happily, "There was some paper ashes left before, but now it's all burned up!"

The mountain god turned his head away, completely hiding the surprise in his eyes, and then snorted very disdainfully.He didn't expect Song Yan to instantly improve his state of mind, stabilize his heart, and make his power and thoughts more pure when casting spells.This kid, he is really fast in cultivation, maybe he will really wait until that day...

Seeing the mountain god snort, Song Yan was not angry. After all, his strength was there, and he was really not enough to compare with him.

"I'll go down the mountain and go home in a few days." Seeing that the tea was almost brewed, Song Yan said while pouring tea for the mountain god, "Do you have anything you particularly like? I'll bring it back for you."

"What food do you mortals have..." The mountain god muttered, stood up, and instantly turned into a crow and flew away through the rear window.

Song Yan couldn't help being taken aback, wondering why the mountain god flew away suddenly.

"Song Yan!" Daoist Yang's voice came from the courtyard.

"Hey!" Song Yan replied loudly, and immediately ran out with his shoes on.Daoist Yang just walked to the door and bumped into Song Yan head-on.

"Master, you are back!" Song Yanchong greeted Master happily.

Daoist Yang seemed to be in a good mood. After saying "um", he didn't forget to reach out and touch Song Yan's head. "This is your new Taoist robe, hurry up and try it!"

"Great!" Song Yan happily took the big bag from Master.

After the two masters and apprentices returned to the house, Song Yan asked the master to sit down and rest, and pushed the cup of tea just poured to the master's hand, saying: "Master, drink tea!"

After finishing his work on the master's side, he opened the bag and took out the clothes one by one.There are one navy blue, blue and white cross-collar Taoist robes, two white tunics, one blue cotton gown, and a red crane cloak embroidered with auspicious patterns on the double breast. Besides the clothes, there are several hair crowns.

"So many?" Song Yan was dumbfounded.

"There must be a change of clothes." Yang Daochang smiled and took a sip of tea.

Song Yan pointed to the red dress and said, "Is this a dress?"

Daoist Yang nodded and said, "Although our temple is small, there will be rituals during sacrifices, and we can't do without a dress."

Song Yan tried on the clothes one by one, and found that they fit perfectly. He couldn't help being surprised and said: "Master, you haven't even measured me, how do you know that these clothes will fit me well?"

Yang Daochang smiled and said: "You are a little taller than the teacher now, and my clothes are just right for you. I made them for you according to my size. It is estimated that these clothes will be smaller in the next year or two. By then you Make new ones!"

"I'm 1.8 meters tall, so where can I grow!" Song Yan laughed.

"You are not yet seventeen, you will definitely grow up and down. When you finish growing up, you will start to grow muscles, and then you will not be as thin as you are now." Yang Daochang looked at his son lovingly like a father looking at his son. His words were also extremely kind.

Song Yan folded the new clothes carefully, saving one set for tomorrow, and put the rest in the closet.

While Song Yan was busy with his clothes, Yang Daochang looked out the front window.From the moment he started drinking tea, he felt a staring gaze.Who in this temple would look directly at him through the building like that?No need to guess, it must be the one living on the big mulberry tree.I just don't know why he keeps staring at himself?Daoist Yang thought deeply, and took another sip of tea.

***

A few days later, Daoist Yang saw that Song Yan had memorized all kinds of spells by heart, so he began to teach him various boxing skills.

From this day on, Song Yan would fight his master for several rounds every day, which made him finally have a big breakthrough and progress in actual combat.

The only downside is that it takes a lot of effort to take a shower.The weather is hot, coupled with a lot of exercise, the clothes will be soaked quickly.Water is needed for washing and bathing. There is a well in the courtyard, and Song Yan will take the initiative to fetch water when he sees that there is no water in the tank.It's nothing. He is young and strong, so he should exercise his body.But in the bath, you can only wipe your body with water, which is too uncomfortable for children who are used to showers, and they always feel that they are not clean enough.

"Master, can I go down the mountain tomorrow? I've been up the mountain for more than half a month, and I want to go home and have a look." On this day, after breakfast, Song Yan asked Daoist Yang for leave.

Daoist Yang immediately nodded in agreement, so Song Yan simply tidied up and went down the mountain.

In the past, Song Yan always attracted attention when he went out with long hair, and some girls even secretly took pictures of him with their mobile phones.Good-looking boys will naturally look good with long hair, and they will look good with exposed foreheads. Song Yan is this kind of 360-degree beauty series with no dead ends.

Today, Song Yan not only wears her hair in a bun, but also wears a well-fitting cyan Taoist robe, white socks and black and white sandals because of the hollowing out on her feet. She looks like a fairy, handsome and free and easy, as if she came out of a costume drama like a character.When he was waiting for the bus at the stop at the foot of the mountain, all the men, women and children who passed by all looked at him a few times.

An old man who was waiting for the bus asked him with a smile: "Are you a Taoist priest? Are you a Taoist priest from that mountain temple on the mountain?"

"Exactly!" Song Yan saluted him politely.

"Became a monk at such a young age? Is it because of a difficult family situation?" the old man asked with concern.

"No, my family is very good, and I went up the mountain because I wanted to practice Taoism." Although Song Yan didn't want to chat too much with strangers, he still replied politely.

The old man was obviously a little surprised. He didn't expect that there are children who like to become monks and practice Taoism. Which child doesn't play games all day long and date?

At this time, the bus came into the station, Song Yanchong nodded slightly to the old man, and got on the bus with the team.

After the baptism of eyes along the way, Song Yan finally arrived at the station near his home.After he got out of the car and walked for a few minutes, he finally rang his doorbell.

"Who is it?" The nanny happened to be absent today, so Min Qing stayed at home alone to take care of the two unschooled children. When she opened the door and saw Song Yan, she didn't realize it for a while, and froze in place.

"Mom!" Song Yan yelled and hugged Min Qing into his arms with a smile.

Min Qing had a sore nose in an instant, held back tears and said: "Stinky boy, you still know to come back and see me!"

"Mom, I've only been away for two weeks, isn't it too long?" Song Yan replied with a smile.

Min Qingbai glanced at him, took him by the hand and walked in, complaining at the same time: "I didn't answer your calls, and I didn't reply to your messages. I discussed with your father last night, and I will go up the mountain to see you this weekend... ..."

"Mom, there's no electricity on the mountain. My phone has already shut down automatically because of the lack of electricity." After Song Yan finished speaking, he went to the coffee table to pour a glass of water for a drink.

"Ah? There are still places without electricity?" Min Qing didn't expect this, "Then what should I do? How about I buy you more charging treasures to take with you, so that you can fully charge when you go down the mountain. It won't even be able to use the mobile phone..."

As a modern person, Min Qing really can't imagine what it would be like not to use a mobile phone.

"No, we don't need a mobile phone to practice. Without a mobile phone, it is pure." Song Yan rejected his mother's proposal to buy a power bank.

"elder brother!"

"elder brother!"

The mother and son were talking, when suddenly two little guys rushed down from the second floor and plunged into Song Yan's arms.

"Song Qing, Song Lian, do you two miss your brother?" Song Yan hugged his younger siblings tightly and asked with a smile.

"Think, think!" The two children scrambled to answer.

The Song couple didn't want to have another child at first, but Song Yan was always weak and sick when he was young. Under the suggestion of Song Yan's grandparents, the couple had another child. It turned out to be twins, and they had another son and a daughter.Song Lianhai was still the leader of a certain unit at the time, but had to resign because of Chaosheng.He has always been clean and honest during his tenure, so he named the two sons and daughters Song Qing and Song Lian.

Song Qing Song Lian's appearance is not as good as Song Yan's, but he is also white, clean and cute.Song Yan likes the younger siblings very much, now that he finally sees them once, he plays with them until dinner time.

When Song Lianhai came back in the evening, he was also very happy to see his eldest son, and he rarely drank some wine.For him, the warm time when a family of five sits at the table and eats together is the greatest wealth of the Song family.

"Son, it will be your 17th birthday in a few days. What gift do you want?" Song Lianhai asked with a smile.

Song Yan replied: "No, I will buy what I need tomorrow. Life on the mountain is frugal, and I don't need too many things."

"Then I'll give you cash, and you can buy whatever you want!" Song Lianhai said as he was about to take out his wallet, but his wife pulled his sleeves aside, and then stopped taking out the money.

Min Qing said: "The child is cleaning up now, so he can't give money directly. Let's give him what he needs."

Song Yan also said: "My mother is right, I have to follow the rules of the temple now."

"Well, tell me when you need anything." Song Lianhai understood his wife's eyes and put away his wallet.

In the evening, seeing that several children had gone back to bed, Min Qing and her husband discussed in a low voice in the bedroom.They decided to give their son a present.