Xiaoyaoshanjun

Yanxia Mountain, Thunder Palace
Tian Buli led all the disciples to sit down and recite scriptures.

Tian Buli knows all the skills that Yu Lei Zi taught his disciples, but he does not teach his disciples one by one.

After the morning class was over, Tian Buli prepared to leave.

"Headmaster!"

Tian Buli looked at the female Taoist priest who was speaking. It was Weiming, whom Tian Buli knew.

Weiming put one hand in front of him and saluted.

"Master, I have been practicing in the mountains since I was a teenager. Now, after practicing for decades, I have made no progress. My master has passed away. I would like to resign and leave the mountain."

Tian Buli nodded, "Sit down and talk slowly. You are too inexperienced to learn Taoism even if I teach you. If you go down the mountain, you will inevitably encounter various problems. I will give you a sword and teach you the Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique. It won't be too late to go down the mountain after you have learned it."

Weiming sat down quickly and bowed his head in thanks.

"Thank you, Master!"

Tian Buli smiled and said, "You called me brother back then, so I will teach you some skills, so that you won't be bullied when you go down the mountain and have no place to complain."

Wei Ming was shocked physically and mentally, and bowed his head again to express his gratitude.

"Thank you, senior brother!"

Tian Buli said to the others, "If you want to eat, go eat. The Dharma cannot be taught lightly. You guys can't understand it even if you listen here."

Everyone didn't believe it and thought that Tian Buli was unwilling to teach, so they quickly went to eat.

After the others left, Tian Buli held out his hand and said, "Give me your sword. I know some forging techniques and can turn an ordinary sword into a magical flying sword for you."

Weiming quickly and politely took out the sword he usually used for sword practice and handed it to Tian Buli.

Tian Buli drew out his sword and held it in front of him, examining it for a few seconds.

Soon he held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and the fingers of the other hand gently stroked the sword.

The sword, which originally had only a slight cold glow, now emitted a large amount of smoke. The sword body turned as red as red iron in an instant, but then quickly cooled down and turned into an iron sword as black as wood.

Tian Buli returned the sword.

"This sword is a little lighter. It can draw lightning when it is swung. You have been learning Taoism from Yu Leizi since you were young. The movement of the Thunder Trigram and the principles in the scriptures are all in it."

"I have stored the sword's will in it, which will last for a hundred years. If you can cultivate a sword's will stronger than the one bred in this sword within a hundred years, you will naturally not need this sword and can forge your own path. Otherwise, continue to use it."

"The sword techniques and sword moves are all in it. Take it back and comprehend it for a few days. When you feel there is no problem, you can go down the mountain. Don't ask me."

"Whether you travel the world, get married and have children, establish a sect, or practice cultivation, you can still call yourself a disciple of Yanxia Mountain. Just don't expect Yanxia Mountain to settle any troubles you cause, and don't do anything that would bring disgrace to the mountain's reputation."

Wei Ming took the sword and said respectfully, "Yes! Master!"

Tian Buli stood up with a smile and returned to the back hall with Weiming's respectful farewell.

The sun rose and set, and the next day Jingyin continued to lead the fellow disciples in classes and chanting.

While Tian Buli was meditating in the house, two people approached from outside the door.

"Disciple Tian Cong, hello to the master!"

"Come in."

Tian Buli was not at all surprised by Tian Cong's arrival.

Tian Cong and his wife quickly came into the room, looked at Tian Buli with bright eyes, and lowered their heads in shame.

"Master, I have encountered some doubts in my practice." Tian Cong said carefully, "I would like to ask the Master to help me solve my doubts."

"Ask." Tian Buli smiled and said, "A teacher is someone who can answer questions. Just ask."

Tian Cong and his wife did not come to ask questions.

The two of them struggled for a long time but couldn't ask any useful questions.

Tian Cong hesitated for a long time, and finally asked: "Master, how can we quickly improve our cultivation?"

Tian Buli answered seriously:
"One, take the magic pill."

"Second, comprehend the principles of the Great Dao and achieve a state of mind that is detached."

“Third, by chance, a blessing comes to the heart.”

"Fourth, some people sacrifice themselves for others and teach them how to cultivate."

Tian Buli mentioned a few common options, and then said: "Cultivation, do you know what cultivation is?"

Of course Tian Cong didn’t know, and it was impossible for him to know.

Tian Cong's wife said: "Cultivation is strength."

Tian Buli asked: "Do you know what strength is?"

Tian Cong's wife frowned, feeling that she would be asked more questions even if she answered, so she simply said, "I don't know."

She was not wrong in thinking this, and her explanation would certainly not satisfy anyone.

Tian Buli said: "Your initial answer was the answer, but you two just didn't believe it."

"Cultivation is strength, it is practice, strength is strength, it is also cultivation."

Tian Buli looked at the two of them and said, "So, have you ever thought about what strength really means? What you have in your hands is strength."

Tian Buli stretched out his right hand and clenched his fist. This was strength and cultivation.

"Cultivation lies in reality."

Tian Cong and his wife felt overwhelmed after listening to Tian Buli's long speech.

The two did not want to listen to these reasons at all. They were just listening to the fact that Tian Buli had directly improved the strength of Princess Hanjiang and her husband, given Tian Hanwen a protective magic weapon, helped Lanhe Bailian and others to prolong their lives, and gave magic weapons to the disciples in the mountains yesterday.

I always feel that Tian Buli has changed his character, so he came here to beg for mercy and ask for some treasures to become stronger.

Tian Buli kept nagging, looking at the two people who were looking down, and sighed: "Do you two know why you can only practice some superficial magic, that is, to mobilize water flow, and can never fly?"

Tian Cong quickly knelt on the ground and said, "Father, please help me solve this problem!"

The woman next to him also knelt down quickly, "Father!"

If this happened to someone else, Tian Buli would laugh, but when it happened in front of him, Tian Buli couldn't laugh.

After all, I was unable to stay out of it and did not treat my family as a source of fun.

"You two have similar talents to that gray rabbit. The gray rabbit cannot learn Taoism because it lacks the courage."

Tian Buli knew that they couldn't understand what he said, so he simply said, "You are not confident enough. You have to ask me to give you magic weapons and rely on my tiger power to become confident. You are not as good as those three little rabbits."

"The cultivation of Taoism is about making choices. You go find the black rabbit and watch it use the wall-walking technique and the cloud-flying technique. Whether you can do it or not, learn from it."

"It rushes towards the wall, and you just ram it headfirst into it, forsaking your life or death."

"It jumps over the cliffs, you jump after it, and if you fall to your death, it will be a test of your courage."

"You are human, how come you are worse than a rabbit?"

Tian Cong looked at Tian Buli, "What if...what if I can't practice it?"

"If you can't practice, then you can't practice." Tian Buli said with a smile: "You have been a disciple of the mountain sect since you were young. How many disciples have come and gone over the years? Cultivating Taoism and becoming an immortal is a one in a million thing."

Tian Cong said: "I don't expect to have unlimited magical powers like my father, I just want to learn some trivial magic skills, so that when I come down from the mountain in the future, I can also have a skill and call myself a practitioner."

Tian Buli said: "You should have said so earlier. I will teach you the art of fortune-telling and medical encyclopedia. In the future, you will cure diseases and save lives. When you are in your seventies or eighties, who won't call you an old immortal?"

Tian Cong anxiously knocked his head to the ground and kowtowed, begging: "Father, please don't make fun of me. I really want to learn a craft."

Tian Buli shook his head helplessly, "I've said it before, you don't have enough talent. If you have a cultivator father who can learn magic, then what will you do about your son's future?" "Don't be a child in front of me, you are no longer a child. Here is a book on medical skills, you can learn it if you want."

Tian Cong hesitated for a moment, but still kowtowed and said, "I will learn, but I can't learn much in the mountains. I hope you can let me go down the mountain to gain experience, maybe I can make some breakthroughs."

Tian Buli agreed decisively, "Okay, go ahead."

After saying that, Tian Buli stretched out his hand and waved. The man and woman in front of him began to fly up and down as if the sky was spinning and the earth was spinning. They fell towards the haystack in the Tian family stable at the foot of the mountain like a tornado.

When Tian Cong and his wife landed on the haystack, the nearby horses were frightened and retreated.

A yellow book fell from the sky and hit Tian Cong on the head.

Tian Cong had a headache and saw something falling from his head, so he quickly picked it up and took a look.

"Zhengqing Baicao Fa"

Tian Cong was very disappointed, "What a medical skill..."

Tian Cong's wife was even more disappointed. All her hopes for many years were dashed in one day.

Neither the couple planned to become doctors, so this medical book can only be passed on to future generations.

Fortunately, the two already had a child.

Tian Cong didn't want to see his cold-blooded father anymore. After packing up a bit and meeting his still young mother and others, he took his children to the better Qi Tian Mansion to live a free life.

Tian Cong's departure will only benefit Tian Buli and Yanxia Mountain.

The little black rabbit brought the little yellow rabbit to deliver things to Tian Buli. After entering the house, the little black rabbit raised his foot and placed the fresh vegetables harvested from the vegetable garden on a bed that was higher than himself.

After putting it away, he walked over to Tian Buli and said, "Those two lazy guys should have left long ago."

The little yellow rabbit stood behind and said, "No matter how bad Xiaocong is, he is still the master's child."

Tian Buli laughed and said, "I think the same as Hei Tu, I wish they would go away."

The little yellow rabbit immediately changed his words and said, "That's right, leaving early is also a good thing for them."

The little black rabbit said confidently: "I feel that I am getting stronger recently. People say that it is like adding wings to a tiger. Master, do you think that a rabbit with wings will be more powerful?"

As a rabbit with a strong heart, Black Rabbit's life is full of challenges. He jumped over one wooden stake after another and finally stood on a high place.

Tian Buli also made significant contributions to Black Rabbit's rabbit path, and is a more important immortal father than Rabbit Lady.

"A rabbit with wings is no longer a rabbit. It is a monster called anything else. A real rabbit is a rabbit when it is young, a rabbit when it grows up, a rabbit when it is old, and even after it becomes an immortal, it is still a rabbit."

"You become a rabbit with a human body and a rabbit head, and that's the rabbit spirit."

"You become a human being, and that's a human being."

"Since you have chosen the path of the strong rabbit, then stick to your heart. You can fly with wings, and you can fly without wings. This is the strong rabbit."

The little black rabbit quickly stood up, bowed with both hands and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Master. After listening to your words, my heart has become more determined! I will go out and run on the track to sharpen my heart!"

After the little black rabbit finished speaking, he turned around, stretched out his black hand and knocked the little yellow rabbit on the head.

"Yellow Rabbit! Help me practice! You will be the dog and chase me!"

The yellow rabbit covered his aching head and cried, "I don't want to be a dog..."

Tian Buli shook his head, "Xiao Huang, endure for another three hundred and three days."

The little yellow rabbit counted the days on his fingers and felt that they lasted for years, but he had to act like a dog and follow the black rabbit quickly, otherwise he would be beaten if he had a bad attitude.

Tian Buli continued to teach students in accordance with their aptitude, teaching those who could be taught and letting those who wanted to learn learn.

Those who are not qualified will be sent down the mountain in time.

Basically, those who can go up the mountain have some qualifications, but it is difficult to screen their character.

Tian Cong's qualifications are no worse than Huitu's, but his determination to become stronger is fickle and he always wants to take shortcuts.

There are a lot of people like this.

However, even if one practices seriously, one will not be able to improve much due to his limited aptitude.

The gray rabbit, the yellow rabbit, and the white rabbit all have great luck with immortals, and they live a good life by relying on the immortals.

The Black Rabbit has decent aptitude, and has been trained by Tian Buli to have the heart of a strong rabbit since childhood. The others are not so lucky.

It is difficult for humans to be as simple-minded as rabbits.

Tian Buli did not teach the Silent Taoism, but he did not avoid him when helping his disciples solve their problems. They could ask him any questions they had.

The master leads you in. Cultivation is personal.

This is how Tian Buli got here, and this is how Yu Leizi and Liu Yun also got here.

Jingyin is still practicing Taoism quietly, and as always, she follows all the rules to be a Taoist priest.

He has been living this way since he was a child, and he plans to continue doing so.

That day, Tian Buli stopped teaching.

"Since the winter snow, Qitian Prefecture has not seen a drop of water for seven consecutive months. This year there will be a severe drought. The snow in Hanjiang Prefecture has also caused flooding, and demons and monsters are wreaking havoc there."

"You go back and pack your things. I will take you down the mountain to practice in the afternoon. We will go to Qitian Mansion to pray for rain and to Hanjiang Mansion to control floods."

"This time, I will bring along the disciples from the Leifeng and Shuifeng branches. The rest of the disciples will temporarily guard the mountain gate and wait for Uncle Feng's instructions."

Seeing that they could finally go down the mountain again, everyone said happily, "Yes! Master!"

When everyone went back to pack up and count the instruments, Jingyin said, "Master, there are too many things in the sect, and my disciple's cultivation is not yet up to par. Can I stay in the mountains and concentrate on my cultivation?"

Tian Buli smiled and said, "Since your cultivation is not yet up to par, then go home."

Jingyin didn't really want to go back. She hadn't been there for many years. Besides, nothing was going on at home, and her feelings for home were becoming weaker and weaker. She really didn't want to take on anything anymore.

Tian Buli saw through his thoughts and said with a smile, "Letting go is not escaping. There are not so many rules in practicing Taoism. You can stay at home or not. The rule in your mind that you cannot go home while practicing Taoism is set by you."

"Yu Leizi didn't say that, and I didn't say that either."

"But it's a good thing that you have something to hold on to." Tian Buli stood up slowly and said with a smile, "Let me tell you, immortals all fly up to the sky standing up. Even if you die, your soul must walk out standing up."

"A person becomes an immortal when he stands up."

Tian Buli waved his hand and said, "Go ahead and help your fellow apprentices pack their things. If you want to go, go. If you don't want to go, don't go. You set your own rules, so just understand them clearly."

Jingyin understood something vaguely, but her cultivation was too shallow and she still couldn't comprehend it.

"Yes! Thank you for your guidance, Master."

Jingyin still chose to go down the mountain to see her mother whom she had not seen for more than ten years.

When you face it calmly, you will find that everything is just like floating clouds, not shackles or cages.

His mother did not stop him from continuing to practice Taoism, and his family would not stop him from doing so.

Even though we only stayed for one night and had to leave the next day, I didn't seem to feel much reluctance.

Tian Buli led his disciples on foot to Qi Tian Mansion. While resting on the way, he looked at the young Taoist priest beside him.

"Have you put it down?"

"Let it go."

Tian Buli smiled and said, "I still haven't let it go. Whether you practice Taoism or not, whether you are powerful or not, has nothing to do with this. Just practice your Taoism and don't treat your family as demons."

Jingyin showed a look of astonishment, wondering why Tian Buli had not seen through the world.

Tian Buli smiled and said, "You have never been to the world. I am different from you. My earthly ties are not over yet, otherwise I would have become an immortal long ago." (End of this chapter)