Zhao Ningyun, one of the top disciples of Mount Longhu's Ning generation, said darkly, "Little bald donkey, how dare you pretend to be a monk of the Two Zen Temples? You're asking for a beating!"
After Zhao Ningyun finished speaking, he brazenly attacked the North and South little monk. Moreover, his words were quite mysterious. He first threw down a big hat and attacked without giving you a chance to explain. He did not seriously injure or cripple you, but only taught you a lesson and vented the anger in his heart. In the future, if this little monk was really a monk of the Two Zen Temple, it would just be a misunderstanding. Zhao Ningyun was very clever, but he did not expect the little monk and the little girl to reach the gate of the Taoist Master's residence without any obstruction. The little monk stood in front of his beloved little girl and did not intend to fight back. He was here to talk to the Taoist Master on the mountain, not to fight. Besides, fighting had never been his strong point. The little monk's skills were only trivial things like washing clothes, cooking, covering for his master, and picking rouge for his master's wife.
A breeze brushed past Zhao Ningyun's palm attack. Miss Li Zi saw a young Taoist holding a horsetail whisk walk out of the grand gate of the Taoist Master's residence. He used a boxwood hairpin to tie his hair into a bun. His Taoist robe was not the yellow-purple of the Taoist Master's residence. It was no different from the ordinary Taoist temple at the foot of the mountain. He wore a pair of white and shabby hemp shoes. If he did not walk out of the Taoist Master's residence in the Celestial Capital, with his old-fashioned face and shabby attire, even pilgrims would not approach him. The Taoist priest, who was no more than thirty years old, lightly waved his white tail whisk. It was the inconspicuous Oriole Seizing the Tail of the Sixteen Styles of Mount Longhu's Horsetail Whisk. He easily wiped out Zhao Ningyun's attack.
On the battlefield, it was best to avoid those brave men with halberds. When it came to Jianghu, if you met a monk or a Taoist who used a horsetail whisk, you should be careful regardless of your age. The horsetail whisk in your hand was extraordinary. This was a warning passed down from generation to generation by the older generation of Jianghu people. The Wudang sect leader Wang Zhonglou broke a river with a finger. Then there was the legend of Mount Longhu where Taoist Master Zhao once broke 160 imperial guards with a horsetail whisk. When Zhao Ningyun met the solemn Taoist priest who was a generation older than him, he immediately put on a cheeky smile and lowered his eyelids. "Uncle, I'm just joking with the little monk."
The Taoist priest ignored his nephew, Zhao Ningyun. He bowed slightly to the little monk in a light red cassock and said stiffly, "Please follow me."
The little monk turned his head to look at the east and west. After getting permission, he took the lead and walked into the Taoist Master's residence. After entering the main door, he found that there was another door behind the first one. On the white jade floor, there was a huge Eight Trigrams Tai Chi Diagram. It was full of the mysteries of heaven, which made people feel reverence. The two doors were as imposing as the main door, "The Dragon and Tiger bow their heads to the Taoist Master, and the Ghost and God admire their virtue."
Unfortunately, Xu Xiao said that he would press down the Dragon and Tiger's head at the foot of the mountain. In the eyes of some people, this couplet was suspected of slapping the face of the Taoist Master's residence. Inside the second door, there was a bell tower with a hanging bell of 9,999 pounds. After the bell tower, there was a magnificent double-eave Jade Emperor Hall. It was the tallest and largest among all the Taoist temples and palaces in Longhu Mountain. There was a statue of the Jade Emperor and twelve Heavenly Monarchs on both sides of the hall. The eight golden dragons, which were only one less than the nine dragons of the Son of Heaven, were coiled in the middle of the hall. They were so lifelike that it seemed that they could fly away with a light touch. The little girl looked up and was very nervous. She followed the little Taoist Master and the stupid Nan Nan through the corridor of ancient tablets.
Finally, they came to the third door. If they took another step, they would enter the private inner door of the Taoist Master's residence. Only emperors, generals, and ministers of the secular world could have such treatment. However, the Taoist Horsetail Whisk who was called uncle by Zhao Ningyun did not stop. He led the little girl and the little monk in. There were ten Vermilion words on the wall of the courtyard, "Unparalleled Land of the South, the First House on the Left of the River". The little girl saw the horizontal words "Immortal Capital of the Xiang Country" above her head and secretly stuck out her tongue. She did not feel that it was very impressive when she looked outside, but after entering the Taoist Master's residence, even she had to admit that it was indeed much more magnificent than her own home. Even if she did not have the happy scene of rowing boats and watching the red carp jump in the Beiliang Palace, alas, those abbot at home who only knew how to eat and drink did not know how to repair the temple. After all, her home was the first holy land of Buddhism.
The third door was divided into three halls. At the back of the front hall, there was a round green jade stone that could not be held round by two hands. It was called the Welcoming and Sending Stone. The Taoist Master would stop here to welcome the distinguished guests of the residence. The Taoist Master led the two to the hall in one breath and let the two rare guests sit down. Two delicate and pretty Taoist children served tea. In the hall, there were portraits of the first three generations of Dragon Tiger Mountain. In the middle of the hall was the first generation of the Taoist Master's residence, Zhao Lingzun. He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, looking like a celestial being. There was a couplet hanging on the wall, "What is there to be like? Discipline the demons and evils to retreat.
To the left and right were the second and third generation of the Taoist Master, Zhao Chuyu and Zhao Jiqing. One was sitting with a sword and the other was standing with a horsetail whisk.
The Taoist Master with the horsetail whisk who looked very similar to the third generation of the Taoist Master waited for the two to sit down and said calmly, "I'll go and ask the Taoist Master to come out of seclusion."
Come out of seclusion?
That meant the Taoist Master Pi Gu was in seclusion.
No matter how ignorant the young lady was, she was not stupid enough to trouble the Taoist Master of the Zhao Family to come out of seclusion to welcome guests. She hurriedly waved her hand and blushed slightly. She smiled awkwardly and said, "Taoist Master, there's no need to trouble the Taoist Master. Let's just drink some tea and then go down the mountain."
The Taoist Master was probably a stubborn person. He said calmly, "It's fine."
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