Confucian and Taoist scholar

Chapter 21 The Scholar and the Taoist

Lu Zheng was sitting leisurely in the temple, eating melon seeds and occasionally throwing the shells into the fire.

Not long after, Lu Zheng finished a small bag of melon seeds, still feeling a little unsatisfied.

Looking at the gloomy sky outside, Lu Zheng thought that the rain would not stop for a while.

He stood up, drew the long sword from his waist, and practiced sword moves in the temple.

Lu Zheng had never held a sword before, and he didn't know how to perform any sword techniques or sword skills. He was just practicing the simplest movements: stabbing, chopping, slashing, and blocking...

He practiced the basic moves over and over again, without seeking to achieve any high level of attainment in swordsmanship.

As long as you don't let go of the sword when you fight the enemy in the future, you will be considered successful.

In the mountains, a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a gray Taoist robe and carrying a long sword was walking in the rain.

The middle-aged Taoist suddenly saw a temple in the mountains, and he walked quickly to the front of the temple.

Lu Zheng felt something and stopped the sword in his hand. He glanced sideways and found that a middle-aged Taoist priest had arrived at the temple gate.

The Taoist priest has a handsome face and a slender figure, and he has a subtle otherworldly temperament.

Among the practitioners in this world, there are Taoist priests and immortal cultivators.

Taoist priests and immortal Qigong practitioners are not the same kind of people.

It is difficult for ordinary people to distinguish between the two, but for those who are practicing, it is easier to distinguish between the two.

True Taoists follow the teachings of ancient sages, advocate conforming to the Way of Heaven, and practice more to seek freedom, tranquility, and inaction.

Qi Refiners are different. Their main pursuit is extraordinary power and immortality, and they are not very restricted in terms of methods and morals.

When Lu Zhengyi saw the man's dress and temperament, he knew that he was a serious Taoist priest with a certain level of Taoist skills.

When the middle-aged Taoist saw Lu Zheng, he immediately realized that Lu Zheng was a Confucian and Taoist scholar.

He couldn't help but look at Lu Zheng and bowed politely.

Lu Zheng returned the greeting with a bow and said, "Master, you've come all the way here in the rain. Come in and warm yourself by the fire."

"Okay, thank you..." The middle-aged Taoist smiled slightly.

He shook off the few tiny raindrops on his Taoist robe and then stepped into the small temple.

Seeing the dust accumulated in the temple, the middle-aged Taoist priest waved his sleeves.

A small whirlwind appeared and circled around the temple, picking up all the dust on the ground and carrying it out of the temple.

Lu Zheng blinked, thinking, "Is this a Taoist magic?" It was really interesting.

Of course, if he wanted to clean up the place, he could do it with a piece of paper, but that would be too wasteful and unnecessary.

The middle-aged Taoist priest chose a clean place to sit down and subconsciously looked at Lu Zheng's bookcase.

There are big characters “正” written on several sides of the bookcase, and they are written in an elegant style.

Even though they were at a distance and the words were not in an activated state, the Taoist priest could still see the extraordinary thing about them.

The literary spirit is majestic, this scholar... The Taoist thought slightly moved.

Lu Zheng continued to practice sword there, not seeming restrained because there was one more person in the temple.

The Taoist priest frowned slightly as he watched Lu Zheng wielding the sword.

Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "Scholar, have you never practiced sword before?"

Lu Zheng paused upon hearing this and said a little embarrassedly, "No. This sword was given to me by an elder, so I thought I'd practice with it. Perhaps it would be useful if I encountered any danger in the future. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Taoist priest."

The Taoist priest shook his head when he heard this. "Without any guidance, you're practicing blindly. I'm afraid you'll go astray."

After saying this, the Taoist priest stood up, and the long sword behind him flew out by itself and landed steadily in his hand.

The Taoist smiled and said, "Meeting is destiny. I will teach you a few sword techniques. Watch carefully and learn well!"

Lu Zheng's eyes lit up. There were still many good people in this world. He hadn't encountered any monsters before, but he had already met a Taoist priest who was willing to teach him sword skills.

The Taoist priest said nothing more, raised his hand and stabbed out with his sword.

The Taoist priest had a graceful figure and his sword was simple and unpretentious, but with a sense of sharpness.

Powerful swordsmanship is often accompanied by powerful footwork and body movements.

Even if the Taoist priest did not use any spiritual power, just by looking at his graceful sword movements, one could tell that he was a master of swordsmanship.

After a while, the Taoist priest finished a set of sword skills.

Lu Zheng's memory was not bad. He tried hard to recall the other person's every move just now, and then slowly imitated him.

The Taoist priest watched from the side, giving some advice from time to time and correcting Lu Zheng's mistakes.

It is said that a master can only lead you to the door, but the practice depends on yourself.

Without any guidance, Lu Zheng just practiced blindly and didn't even touch the threshold.

Now with the Taoist's guidance, he had an epiphany, corrected many of his mistakes, and learned a lot of knowledge.

With the Taoist's patient instruction, Lu Zheng was finally able to perform a complete set of sword moves.

[You have learned Tai Chi Sword (Basic Sword Moves), Proficiency: 1%]

Huh? Lu Zheng hadn't expected the sword moves taught by the Taoist priest to receive system prompts. Although they were just basic moves, the name of the sword told him they were extraordinary.

Seeing that Lu Zheng was able to perform a complete set of sword moves, the Taoist priest nodded slightly and said, "Not bad, you do have some talent for swordsmanship. Practice hard in the future."

A little bit... Although the evaluation was not high, Lu Zheng was not dissatisfied.

He doesn't think that as a time traveler, he has to be a genius.

Lu Zheng bowed respectfully and asked, "Junior Lu Zheng, do you still not know the title of Grand Master?"

The Taoist waved his hand and said, "I am Qingxuan, you and I have only met once. Why should I be so polite to you as a junior? I will teach you sword moves, but I just can't stand your clumsy movements..."

It was just a set of sword moves, Qingxuan didn't take it seriously.

Lu Zheng showed a hint of embarrassment, thinking that Taoist Qingxuan was really free and easy, worthy of being a Taoist.

Qing Xuan looked outside and said, "The rain has stopped, it's time for me to leave."

Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Lu Zheng said again: "Master, please wait a moment..."

As he spoke, Lu Zheng came to the bookcase and took out a scroll of literary treasure from it.

"Meeting is destiny. This is a poor work of mine. I hope Taoist priest will not despise it." Lu Zheng handed over the treasure.

Without unfolding it, Qingxuan knew it was a piece of cultural treasure.

I didn't expect Lu Zheng to return the favor to me by quoting what I said before.

Qingxuan was not pretentious. He took the treasure with a serious face, and put it away without opening it.

Afterwards, Qingxuan said goodbye and left the small temple.

After they were far away from the small temple, Qingxuan took out the treasure and looked at it.

Before my eyes were five large characters written in a flamboyant style, hinting at a sense of righteousness.

Qing Xuan raised his eyebrows. "This scholar has such pure and righteous spirit. Could he be a disciple of Xiao Beishan?"

Xiao Beishan, that is, Xiao Shan, is an old friend of Qingxuan.

Qingxuan traveled to Kaiyang County just to meet his good friend.

Now that he thinks about it, Qingxuan feels that Lu Zheng who appeared here should be a local scholar, and very likely a disciple of Xiao Beishan.

But he was too lazy to go back to Lu Zheng to ask anything. If they were destined to meet again, they would meet again.

(End of this chapter)