Son of Heaven

Chapter [-]: There are mountains in life

The old Taoist priest has gray hair and is probably in his seventies, but his body is still healthy, and there are not a few age spots on his face that symbolize the end of life, and his eyes seem to be cloudy, but when they open and close It is the hidden light, which is a symbol of wisdom, and it is also a symbol of returning to nature after going through all the vicissitudes of life.This old Taoist priest doesn't look like an ordinary person anymore.If it is placed in ancient martial arts novels, it should belong to the class of hermits.

"Flying, floating like a fairy. Come, enter the world and inherit the disaster. Observation, it can be an object, and take root on the ground; it can be an eye, penetrating the world. Fly to observe, fly from outside the sky to observe like this, and then fly away after observing the calamity. The spirit is there If the spirit is not there, the charm is remarkable." Liang Chen said with a smile.

The old Taoist's eyes lit up, and he leaned on a broom, "It's rare for a young man like you to have such insight. Everyone who comes is a guest, and if you are a guest, you must be destined. Why don't you take a closer look?"

"Daozhang, no, I still have something to do. If I have time in the future, I will definitely come to visit." Liang Chen shook his head and said with a smile.He couldn't find Lan Yutian now, so he was somewhat at a loss. [

"Hehe, how many things are there in life? Why is it so busy? It's better to steal half a day's leisure and talk softly and throw away utilitarianism. Young people, some things in the world are put aside temporarily, and it may not be important to calm down. What will be lost. Instead, you have been rushing forward, afraid of losing any time, but at the end of the run, you will find out that the world is just a big dream, and life is just a few cool autumns. Why bother?" The old Taoist smiled faintly, speaking with mystery and authenticity.

Liang Chen was taken aback for a moment, and thought about what the old Taoist said over and over again. The more he thought about it, the more profound he felt. You have to spend half a day free."

"If you know how to let go, you will cherish possession more. Young man, you are a smart person." The old Taoist laughed, picked up the broom, pushed open the mahogany rivet door, and made a gesture of invitation to Liang Chen.

Liang Chen patted the dust off his body, and walked towards the door.

After entering the door, there is a small courtyard inside, but the entire Taoist temple is not as big as he imagined, at most it is only as big as a courtyard in Huajing City, and facing the gate is the main hall, which houses the Sanqing elders. Ancestor, in front of the ancestor is a large copper furnace, in which the incense of candles curls upwards.Near the threshold were three futons, which were worn out but clean.

The whole Taoist temple is clean and tidy, but it is full of ancient style and mystery. Once people enter here, they will be brought to an inexplicable mysterious realm first.

Liang Chen walked along the white stone path and walked towards the inner main hall. After entering the main hall, he brushed his clothes, knelt down on the futon and worshiped three times. When he got up again, he was startled. On the urn under the ancestor, there is actually a picture. This picture has been aged for a long time, and it is a little dark yellow from the fragrance of candles, but it can be vaguely seen that it is a handsome man with a Qing style comb. Standing on a high mountain, with braided hair and piercing eyes, he raised his eyes to look at the surrounding fields, his eyes looked downcastly, and he was full of pride.

On the painting, there is also a poem inscribed on the painting, which reads, "What is there in the mountains? There are many white clouds on the mountains. You can only enjoy yourself, but you can't bear it as a gift to the king." In the sense of being quiet and dusty, there is a hint of contemptuous arrogance .