Volume 1 Chapter 34: Pity the White Hair and Hear the Wan Yan in the Taoist Room
Seeing that he was not polite at all and pointed a dirty finger at him, Lin Longqing apologized, "I stopped him, but I accidentally pressed two palm prints. I'm very sorry."
The Taoist boy waved his hands and said, "Forget it. I'll have to work harder." Then he clapped his hands, one inside and one outside, at the palm prints a few times at the same time, and then picked up another bucket and did the same thing. After a while, the palm prints could no longer be seen on the two iron buckets. The two were just surprised, but they saw the Taoist boy sighed, carrying the two buckets through them, and then put the buckets on the stone steps, and kicked the two buckets down again. The buckets rolled down the mountain road, and there was another clanging sound. The Taoist boy no longer responded to the two people, and kicked his legs and ran down.
The two looked at each other, thinking that the Taoist boy was very strange, and they didn't know what happened, so they had to walk up again. This time, no one could remember where the steps were. After walking for a while, they saw that the steps in front led to a cave entrance. Lin Longqing said, "This is Baiyun Cave." The two walked in. It was pitch black inside. Lin Longqing took out a fire fold from the package and lit it. As he walked, he said, "The last time I came here, there was a row of candles lit inside, and there were incense sticks. It is said that if you go back and forth three times, you can realize your wish." Lin Jianlan said, "Uncle Qing, did you make a wish at that time?" Lin Longqing said, "I don't believe in these things. Everyone is just playing around." Lin Jianlan followed Lin Longqing and walked forward slowly, holding the stone wall beside him with his hands. He felt very slippery, and the sound of dripping water kept coming from his ears. But he saw a ray of light in front of him. He was almost at the cave entrance. Lin Longqing extinguished the fire fold. The two walked out of the cave and felt a burst of stuffiness. He thought to himself, "It turns out that this stone cave is so cool."
Outside the cave was a pavilion, but the plaque was crooked and covered with dust. Three words "Yuhuang Pavilion" could be vaguely seen. Lin Longqing sighed in his heart: "It's only been more than 20 years, and the Baiyun Temple has become so dilapidated. No one takes care of it. I wonder what kind of person is this Baiyun Temple master that Doctor Cheng mentioned."
After walking for a while, Lin Jianlan was already a little out of breath. Lin Longqing asked with concern: "Lan'er, do you want to rest for a while?" Lin Jianlan shook his head and saw another cave in front of him, so he said: "Let's rest after we pass that cave." Lin Longqing said: "We will be there soon after passing this real person cave. I still vaguely remember that it is not very long."
When they walked into the cave, they felt that it was not as cool as the Baiyun Cave just now. The air was a little dirty, and there was also a faint strange smell. The two of them hurried forward with the light of the fire folds, hoping to pass through quickly. Lin Jianlan remembered that the pavilions and towers they passed along the way were all covered with dust and dirt, and were in a state of decay. He couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Uncle Qing, people say that Taoism emphasizes inaction, and the master of the Baiyun Temple here has achieved the extreme." Lin Longqing couldn't help laughing in his heart, but he saw a strange face under the fire folds, glaring at him, which was very scary. He couldn't help but take a step back and protect Lin Jianlan behind him.
The strange face suddenly disappeared, and a voice came from the cave: "Don't talk about our master." The voice reverberated back and forth in the cave, repeated five or six times, and became , which was very strange. Lin Longqing walked slowly towards the place where the voice came from, and saw a stone bed in the cave where Taibai Zhenren was originally enshrined. On it lay a very burly old man, with his face tilted to look at him. It was the strange face under the fire folds just now. The old man's beard and hair were all white, but it seemed that he had never combed it. The beard was sticky and his face was very dirty. His hair was not tied up, but just casually scattered. The Taoist robe on his body was already tattered. There was also a whisk placed next to the bed, and the hair was almost gone.
Lin Jianlan walked to the bed and suddenly smelled a foul odor. It turned out that the foul smell in the cave came from here. When the old man saw Lin Jianlan, he still said, "Don't talk about our master." Then he raised his head and opened his mouth, catching all the water dripping from his head into his mouth without leaving a drop.
The two looked at each other. Seeing that he was old but so shabby, Lin Jianlan thought to himself, "It seems that this old man has lost his mind. The master of Baiyun Temple is willing to take him in. He seems to be a good person." He realized, "The young man must have gone to fetch water for him just now." He said softly, "Old man, don't drink water from the stone. We just met a Taoist boy. He must have gone to fetch water for you. Just wait for him."
The old man didn't even look at him, smacking his lips and saying, "He won't be back for ten days or half a month. By the time he gets water, I'll be thirsty to death." After a pause, he said, "By the way, don't talk about our temple master."
Seeing that the old man was crazy and stupid, Lin Longqing thought to himself, "All along the way, I only saw a swearing Taoist boy and a crazy old Taoist. Is the master of Baiyun Temple really as weird as people say in the martial arts world?"
It was midsummer, and there were inevitably mosquitoes and flies flying around. The old man was very impatient, so he picked up the "whisk" and used the few remaining long hairs to shoo them away. Lin Longqing sighed and said, "Lan'er, let's go. If I remember correctly, the Chaoran Pavilion where the temple master usually stays is not far ahead."
Lin Jianlan felt pity for the old man and turned around and said, "Uncle, your temple master took you in, so you don't allow us to say bad things about him, right? He is a good man, we won't say bad things about him." Then he followed Lin Longqing out of the cave.
Walking out of the Zhenren Cave, the feeling was really different from that of coming out of the Baiyun Cave just now. That time, I was nostalgic for the coolness in the cave, but this time, I wanted to get out earlier. I think the crazy old man defecated and urinated in the cave, so the smell in the cave was so bad that people couldn't stay there. The two took a few deep breaths and ran forward. Looking up, there was smoke in front of them, and a smell of incense and candles came. After sniffing carefully, it was not like the incense burned in ordinary Taoist temples, which was a bit choking. Instead, it was fragrant and pleasant. The road was very clean. There were some pine and cypress and unknown flower trees planted next to them, all with twisted branches and staggered. There were several fist-sized buds hanging from the flower trees. Orchids were planted under the trees on the roadside. The pale purple flowers were extremely lush, like a ribbon extending forward. Slowly walking through this dark and bright path, the main hall flashed in front of them, with the three words "Chaoran Pavilion" written on it. It was exactly where the master of the temple mentioned by Lin Longqing lived.
There was a huge incense burner in front of the Chaoran Pavilion, with several candles and long incense sticks in it, and the fragrance came from it. The two thought in their hearts: "It's so messy outside, but I didn't expect that there is a different kind of scenery inside." Seeing that the Chaoran Pavilion's double doors were tightly closed, Lin Longqing didn't dare to act rashly. He stood outside the door with Lin Jianlan and bowed his hands and said: "Kuang Yi helped Lin Longqing come to pay homage to the mountain. Please, Master Baiyun Temple, please be generous to see him." Although he was only facing the two doors, his tone was very respectful.
The two heard a rustling sound inside, but no one answered. They looked at each other, not knowing what happened inside. Lin Longqing took a step forward and said in a slightly louder voice: "Kuang Yi helped Lin Longqing come to pay a visit to the master of Baiyun Temple. Please be generous to see him!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the two doors creaked open. Lin Longqing was delighted. He looked up and saw an old man with white hair and a youthful face standing at the door. He was very tall, wearing a Taoist hat and a bright silver Taoist robe. He looked very gorgeous. His face was slightly fat, ruddy, and his eyes were full of brilliance. He looked at them and said loudly, "Baiyun Temple has no dealings with people in the martial arts world. What can Master Lin do to see me?"
Lin Longqing bowed his head and said, "I greet the Master of Baiyun Temple. I have no choice but to disturb the immortals. I hope you will forgive me."
Because he had something to ask of the Baiyun Temple Master and he was not sure about the Master's temperament, he was very respectful. The old man laughed and said, "Boss Lin, please don't be so polite. I don't mean to blame you. It's just that this is a remote place in the mountains, and few people come here. I am not good at making friends, so I have rarely been around in the martial arts world in recent years. It is a blessing for Baiyun Temple that you come here. What crime can be forgiven? Hahaha." He was very easy-going. Seeing that the two were still standing outside the door, the Master of Baiyun Temple bowed his head and said, "Look, this is how I am. Please come in. My name is Duanmu'er. Boss Lin can just call me by my name. You don't have to call me the Master every time." After that, he bowed aside and invited the two to go in.
The two wondered, "What kind of Taoist name is this? It's a bit strange to call it a human name." They walked in and saw that the room was very quiet. There was an altar in front of them. Three incense sticks were burning in the incense burner on it. Below was a cushion, which was quite old. It must be the place where the master of Baiyun Temple usually meditated. There were three hanging portraits above the altar. The middle one was covered with black gauze. The one on the left was a handsome young man with a sword on his back. The one on the right was a bearded man holding a black donkey. There was a coffee table and two chairs on both sides of the altar. Duanmuer made a "please" gesture and said enthusiastically, "Please sit down, both of you."
Lin Longqing and Lin Jianlan had just sat down when Duanmuer said "Oh my!" with an embarrassed look on his face, "I should have served you two tea, but my Baiyun Temple is now in a very dilapidated state, and there is only a Taoist boy who usually does odd jobs. I don't know where he went to play..." Lin Longqing hurriedly stood up and shook his hands, saying, "You're welcome. I saw the Taoist boy go down the mountain to fetch water. I think he will be back soon."
Duanmu Er said "Oh" seriously, "I wonder what you two have to teach me when you come to my temple?"
Seeing that he was kind, Lin Longqing stood up from his seat, pulled Lin Jianlan to Duanmu'er and said, "I beg you to check his pulse first and we'll know something."
Duanmu Er was slightly startled when he saw that it was Lin Jianlan, but he did not refuse. He gently lifted Lin Jianlan's wrist and placed it on the coffee table, and gently covered her wrist with his fingers. He showed surprise when he touched her wrist. After a moment of hesitation, he raised his hand and gently placed his palm on Lin Jianlan's chest. Lin Longqing was impressed when he saw that he only pointed out the problem, but he saw that the surprise on his face had disappeared and he returned to normal. He shook his head and said, "Please forgive my incompetence. I really can't help you."
Lin Longqing was shocked when this. He had high hopes for Duan Muer because he was approachable, but he didn't expect him to refuse. He hurriedly said, "Master, please help him again. Can you cure him?"
Duan Mu Er still shook his head and said, "It's useless to read it. The twelve meridians emanating from the hands and feet gather at the Tanzhong point but cannot disperse. The yin and yang of the Qi and Wei should be harmonized, but they conflict with each other. I wonder how he can live to this age with such serious internal injuries."
Lin Longqing said: "This child has never come into contact with people from the martial arts world since he was a child. Where did the internal injury come from? Four years ago, I saw that this internal energy seemed to be innate. Although it was weak, it flowed naturally."
Duanmu Er said, "Boss Lin, don't bluff me. How can someone be born with internal energy? What you said four years ago was probably because his internal energy was very weak and did not cause any major harm to his body. As people age, even if they do not practice internal skills, the energy in their bodies will grow a little. Sadly, the little growth he had turned into a fatal injury today."
Lin Longqing said anxiously: "I came here sincerely to ask for help from the Immortal Master. How could I lie to bluff you? He really didn't suffer any internal injuries."
Duanmuer waved his hands and said, "If Gang Leader Lin doesn't believe me, I can't do anything. In short, I can't do anything. Gang Leader Lin, please take him down the mountain and quickly find masters from other sects. Don't let this young man down."
When Lin Longqing heard him refuse with the excuse that Lin Jianlan had been seriously injured, he was furious, but he smiled and said, "The master of Baiyun Temple has clearly felt the pulse just now. The internal energy in this child's body is very repulsive to both Yin and Yang internal energy. He heard about the immortal's magical skill of harmonizing Yin and Yang, so he traveled a long distance to ask for help. Since the immortal said he can't do anything, who in the world can save him?" After that, he took Lin Jianlan to his side and said, "It's just a matter of death. I don't believe that I can't save his life by spending all my energy!"
Duanmu'er still had no expression on his face. Lin Longqing pulled Lin Jianlan to the door and turned back and said, "Everyone in the world is the same. If saving a life requires a lot of internal energy, they will make excuses and refuse. It turns out that the immortal is the same. I really don't know if the immortal is 'can't' or 'unwilling'?" He pulled Lin Jianlan and walked back. They went down the mountain very quickly and arrived at the entrance of the immortal cave. Lin Longqing felt a pang in his heart. He pulled Lin Jianlan's hand and slowly walked inside, saying as he walked, "Lan'er, what should we do if he refuses to help? Alas, maybe I shouldn't be so impatient. I wonder if he will be willing to help if we go back and ask him, or if he has mercy in his heart..."
Lin Jianlan said, "Uncle Qing, forget it. We begged him to save me. If he refuses, forget it. Lan'er is just an unknown boy, and it's not worth him using all his internal energy to save him... Besides, I heard from Grandpa Cheng that his training of this skill was quite bumpy , and he almost went crazy and died. He was saved by the previous generation of the Baiyun Temple Master to reach this level. He is so old, how can we bear to let him take risks again? Let's go somewhere else. If it doesn't work, I will live with grandma and Uncle Qing and travel around. Isn't it good?"
