Yuan Zhenping heard Ru Ming's strange words and asked in surprise, "Priest, what do you mean?"
Ru Ming saw his nervous expression and laughed, comforting him, "You don't have to be afraid, your son has a great background, he is not a reincarnation of a demon."
Yuan Zhenping's eyes widened, he ignored his manners and grabbed Ru Ming's sleeve, asking urgently, "Then … what is my son's background?"
The people of the Donglai Continent were different from the others. For more than two hundred years, they had relied on killing demons to fight for a place to live. All demons had to be eliminated. This child was so abnormal, he would also suffer when he grew up, so it was better for him to do it. But now that he heard that he was not a demon, how could he not be excited?
Ru Ming's words had a double meaning, "I can't say. You are a person of the mortal world, you don't have to get involved with the karma of Xuanmen."
Only then did Yuan Zhenping realize that he had lost his composure. He hurriedly let go of his hand and took two steps back. He cupped his hands in apology and said, "I was rude. I just wanted to ask, how can you be so sure that my son, my son is not that monster?"
Ru Ming smiled and said, "It's okay, to be honest, I am a disciple of Celestial Master Shangde."
Yuan Zhenping was shocked and said, "Priest is a disciple of Celestial Master Shangde?"
'Virtuous and Benevolent Celestial Master' was the title given to Zhang Yan by the Marquis of Le, Li Shugong. Every time the King of Le succeeded the throne, it would be given another title. Until now, there were more than a hundred words, but the people were used to addressing him with four words.
But everyone knew that this celestial master had been cultivating in Mount Qinghe for more than two hundred years and had never come out, so where did this disciple come from?
So he did not dare to believe it, instead, he held his sword tightly. He pointed the tip of the sword at the person and asked doubtfully, "But what proof do you have?" If the person gave a wrong answer, he would stab him with his sword.
He was not a weak scholar. Ever since he joined the army, he had taken secret medicines and drunk demon blood. He had also killed several demons with his own hands. Otherwise, he would not have dared to come to this deep mountain alone.
Ru Ming said calmly, "I see that there is an immortal tablet of Master Shangde on this offering table. Why don't you light some incense and ask? We'll know when the time comes. "
Yuan Zhenping looked at the immortal token on the table. He subconsciously nodded his head.
He was the one who brought the tablet up the mountain. Although he had the intention to kill his son, he also hoped that a god would appear at the critical moment to stop him.
He lit the incense, lifted his robe and knelt down, sincerely praying in silence.
But after a few kowtows. A beam of light rose from the Immortal Plate. For a moment, the entire ancient temple was enveloped in golden light. It could be seen that there was an indistinct figure of a Daoist sitting on the altar.
After Zhang Yan vanquished the demons, the entire Le Kingdom was grateful and built a temple to worship him. There was also a portrait of him. Yuan Zhenping saw that this Daoist looked exactly like his portrait and was shocked. He immediately bowed down and said in fear and trepidation, "I, Yuan Zhenping, greet Master Shangde."
After about ten breaths, he felt someone pat his shoulder and a voice said, "Esteemed guest, please rise. Master Celestial has left."
Yuan Zhenping looked up and saw that there was no light on the table. He could not help but feel lost. But this Daoist Ru Ming was able to invite Master Celestial to show his divinity, so he must be his disciple.
This time, he had no more doubts. He bowed deeply and said gratefully, "If it wasn't for Daoist and Master Shangde, I would have killed my own child. But such a great favor … I really do not know how to repay it. "
Ru Ming said, "If that's the case, I actually have a matter."
Yuan Zhenping said solemnly, "Please speak, Daoist."
Ru Ming said, "Under the orders of Master Shangde, I went down the mountain to find a suitable disciple. This child is fated with my sect. If you are willing, I am willing to accept this child as my disciple."
Yuan Zhenping was happy at first, but then he felt sad. He was happy that he could enter Shangde's sect, so naturally, he would be able to climb the celestial gate. He was sad that this child was born and he did not even have a day to raise him.
Ru Ming saw his expression and knew why. He smiled and said, "You don't have to be sad. I am also a Tongla person. Even though this child is accepted as Master Celestial's disciple, I will not force him to go up the mountain to cultivate. It won't be too late for him to come under me after he is done with his filial piety."
He handed the child back and Yuan Zhenping quickly went forward to carry him.
Ru Ming took out another Daoist book and passed it to him, saying, "When this child is slightly older, you can order him to cultivate according to this method."
Yuan Zhenping carefully took it and said solemnly, "I will definitely protect this method and not let it leak out."
Ru Ming laughed and stroked his beard, saying, "Master Shangde created this method to open the door to Dao for the people of the world. Anyone who is fated will be able to see it. If you are interested in the path of Dao, there is no harm in cultivating it."
Yuan Zhenping had only heard of the saying that the method should not be passed on lightly, but he did not expect this Master Celestial to do things so differently. He could not help but exclaim, "You are indeed a Master Celestial of Virtue and Extreme Benevolence."
At this moment, he suddenly thought of something and asked, "When this child of mine was at home, all the animals and birds died, why is that?"
Ru Ming said, "This child was born with a spiritual seed. The inner Qi in his body revolves on its own and he can seize spiritual vigor from the outside. However, he also knows that those close to him are distant, so he only hurt these animals. I will give you a talisman to guard on the beam of the house. Then there will be no hindrance and it can also eliminate the supernatural, so he will be safe. "
Yuan Zhenping's heart relaxed. Even though he did not know what was born with a spiritual seed, he was born and grew up in the world. It was better to live with the light and dust. It was not a good thing for others or himself to be abnormal. After thanking him again and again, he said,
The day this child was born, because I was still in the army, I did not have a name. I only called him 'Hanguang'. Later I suspected that this child was not well, so I delayed it. Since I have entered the celestial sect, please give me a name, Master. "
Ru Ming pondered for a while and then smiled, saying, "It was originally a heartless heart beyond the heavens. After ten thousand years, it turned into a true spirit. It accidentally fell into the mortal world and gave me a dream. Now that I have wiped away the turbid face, why don't you name this child Jing Qing?"
"Jing Qing, Jing Qing, Yuan JIngqing," Yuan Zhenping repeated it twice and said happily, "Good, good, the big sun is the scenery, peace is the clear, this name is very good."
His excitement might have been a little too big and startled the child. He woke up from his sleep. However, he did not cry or make a fuss. Instead, he started giggling and even stretched out his little hand to grab his father's beard.
Yuan Zhenping looked at this and was even happier. When he wanted to speak to Ru Ming again, he realized that this Taoist was actually gone. He knew that the celestial's whereabouts were elusive. In his disappointment, he bowed to the sky and carried the child down the mountain.
When he returned home, he followed Ru Ming's instructions and stuck the talisman on the beam of the house. As expected, nothing else happened.
From then on, Yuan JIngqing was no different from an ordinary child. At the age of four, he went to school. Because he was smart, sensible and polite. He was praised by his teachers. When An Ran was in his teens, Yuan Zhenping took out the Daoist book and let him practice it.
However, the world was gradually changing. As the big formation in the continent dispersed. Drakes went into hibernation. There was no longer anything to fight with the people of Donglai continent for spiritual opportunity. In the past ten years, there were many spirits and ghosts in the forest. Even the demons that were exterminated showed signs of revival. Therefore, the mobilization of the troops in the county was extremely frequent.
As for Yuan JIngqing, he did not feel anything. He trained hard every day. For others, the barriers that were difficult to surpass were easily crossed by him. The more he trained, the stronger he felt his body was, and his eyes were clear. Once, he practiced under a tree. After he finished, he felt that the Qi in his chest was surging like there was a stone wall. He raised his head and blew, and the branches and leaves of the tree scattered. As for his usual steps, he would feel the wind at his armpits and feel like he was flying.
After gaining benefits, he immersed himself in it. On this day, he withdrew from his cultivation and discovered that it was already dusk, and it was nearing the end of the world.
His eyes glanced and saw a book on the table. It looked a little old and tattered. He asked curiously, "That's weird. Where did this book come from?"
He picked it up and flipped through it. He saw that it was a book about monsters.
It was about a swordsman who killed demons. It was said that the swordsman's swordsmanship was brilliant and he killed countless demons in his life. He had a wife called Lady Sang. She was afraid of strangers and did not like candlelight. She usually did not leave her house. One mid-autumn day, the swordsman brought his wife out to admire the moon. Halfway through, he saw that the shadow was a strange tree.
He immediately drew his sword and questioned the swordsman. Lady Sang then revealed her background. She was a mulberry tree that became a spirit. Because she admired the swordsman, she willingly married him. The swordsman was angry that she lied to him and killed her under the influence of alcohol. Before she died, Lady Sang said, "I have no regrets."
After the swordsman sobered up, he was filled with regret. He immediately broke his sword and buried it with the tree that Lady Sang had transformed into. He built a hut next to it until he died of old age. His descendants buried him under the tree. A few years later, another tree grew. The two branches intertwined as if they were connected.
There were many stories about killing demons in the marketplace, but most of them were similar. Yuan JIngqing had never seen such a story before. Hence, he read it with great interest. However, he was dissatisfied with the ending. He put down the book and said, "This swordsman is too pedantic."
Just as he finished speaking, he heard a soft sigh. Green smoke rose from the book and turned into a beautiful woman. She had willowy eyebrows and cherry lips. Her skin was light and her bones weak. However, there was worry in her eyes. She looked pitiful.
Yuan JIngqing was not afraid. Because his father, Yuan Zhen Ping, was now an official in the prefecture. Although he was only a youth, he had seen many demons. His horizons were much wider than the average person. He stood up and asked, "Who are you?"
The woman bowed and said softly, "I am that Lady Sang. My descendants cut off my body and made it into paper. A strand of my soul has been attached to this book. I have never been able to free myself. Today, when I heard young master's voice, I felt that I was fated to meet you. If young master can help me free myself, I will definitely repay you."
Yuan JIngqing said, "Then how can you free yourself?"
The woman said, "As long as young master takes a few drops of your blood every day and drips it on this book, I will be free after 49 days."
Yuan JIngqing frowned and said, "When did I agree to help you? ‘
"Young master, Just Now, you are not …"
Yuan JIngqing waved his sleeves and said coldly, "Your matter only sounds tempting. It can relieve my boredom. What does it have to do with me?"
The woman covered her lips and revealed a pitiful look. She said with tears, "I did not expect young master to be such a heartless person. ‘
Yuan JIngqing sneered, "Heartless? Hehe, you first used the book to tempt me and then used words to tempt me. You must have some ulterior motives. You are obviously a demon! "As he said this, he pulled out the sword from his waist and slashed down.
The woman did not expect this young master to turn hostile so quickly. She was shocked and wanted to dodge but there was a flash of talisman on the roof of the house. She could not move and was immediately hit. With a scream, she disappeared like a bubble.
The pages of the book also turned into black dust and scattered in the hall. A gust of wind blew over and swept the dust away, leaving no trace behind.
Yuan JIngqing sheathed his sword and said coldly, "Demons and ghosts, how dare you stay in my house. Men, chop down all the mulberry trees within a thousand steps of my house!"
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