"Stop kidding, you are old." Mo Yuan looked dejected.

Mo Xiao, not far away, heard his brother's tone of saying this, and laughed out loud with a "puke".

Mo Yuan glared at his sister fiercely and continued to look at the old man. The old man looked at him like this...

The two just looked at each other.

You have to have golden fingers, as for this kind of thing. The old man stays in the mountains all year round. To be honest, except for his apprentice, he will also go to the mountains to see him every year, buy him some clothes, daily necessities, and give him some money. No one cares about his life or death.

There is no way. If you want to talk about people close to you, the old man is Mo Yuan, a relative.

The old man raised his hand and wanted to hit Mo Yuan again.

He got used to the beating, and his hands raised trembled slightly, and finally fell gently on Mo Yuan's shoulder.

Mo Yuan is an unreliable person in the eyes of many people.

"The Analects of Confucius: Governance": "I am determined to learn at 150, and I am determined to be at 30." This means that when I reach 30, I must have my own ideas and opinions on everything and cannot follow the crowd.

In the idiom, standing at thirty means that a person achieves something around the age of thirty. Getting married and starting a career is the minimum... Getting married, marrying a wife, having children is the family. Starting a career, having your own career, or having a craft, and having a stable job...

Mo Yuan didn't have these.

Mo Yuan has no friends and doesn't talk much with his family. He has a lot of worries, and only the old man can speak.

The old man always hoped that Mo Yuan could settle down in his heart, have a transcendent heart, and then stay away from the world and pursue the way of heaven. But Mo Yuan's heart is in the world, not in the pastoral landscape.

...

The old man is a Taoist priest, a real Taoist priest. Because of an encounter, the old man's understanding of this world is different from that of ordinary people. He believes that there are really gods and immortals in the world, cultivating immortals, pursuing immortality, and even ascending to the fairy world. These are all real.

As for what kind of encounter it was, the old man didn't say it before, and Mo Yuan couldn't ask it, so he didn't know it.

"Go back to the mountains with me."

"Now?"

"I don't have much time."

Mo Yuan's heart skipped a beat when he heard this: "Are you sick? Modern medicine is very powerful. I will take you to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow. Don't be afraid of spending money. I have money, I'll go to the hospital tomorrow." Mo Yuan looked at the old man's hand and felt really thin, and felt sorry for him inexplicably.

"My deadline is coming." The old man waved his hand: "This is not a disease, it is the end of life. It's like a candle is about to burn out. No doctor can extend my life. Come back to the mountains with me and stay with me for a while."

"Go to the hospital and believe in science."

"It's nothing. I've lived for almost three hundred years and I've lived enough. Death is also a kind of relief, but I can't let you go. I should have come to you long ago, but now I've returned to the mountains with me and I have something to explain."

Mo Xiao looked around and felt a little moved, but he also felt that the old man was nervous. After living for almost three hundred years, do you really think you are a god? Three hundred years... Isn't that I live with Kangxi, but I should have lived in the same year as Yongzheng and witnessed the prosperous era of Qianlong? And then the Qing Dynasty declined from prosperity...

Mo Xiao doesn’t know much about history, and I don’t know if it’s right.

Mo Yuan’s hometown is Xiaozhugou on Qiongling Mountain, which is more than 200 kilometers away from Rongcheng, but it is not far away, but it is full of mountain roads.

Seeing that the old man was determined, Mo Yuan had to take a look at his sister. Mo Xiao nodded slightly...

Mo Xiao drove a Tiggo 5x, took the expressway for two and a half hours, turned to the provincial highway, and then took the rural road. Their rural road was quite safe, with no cliffs, so they drove back to the village, Xiaozhugou...

Xiaozhugou is a mountain valley where many bitter bamboos grow. Most of the people in the village rely on these bamboos for their income.

It was past four o'clock in the morning when he returned to the village. Mo Yuan wanted his master to go to bed at home, but he refused to agree and asked Mo Yuan to accompany him to the mountains.

This night running...

The car stopped, and after the old man got out, he walked into the mountains without saying a word.

Mo Yuan had no choice but to follow him: "Master, what are the golden fingers you are talking about?"

"A bead, a spiritual bead. I picked it up more than two hundred years ago." The old man was nagging about the things in ancient times, and said that he had participated in an uprising, which was also the event during the Hongli period, and it was the late Hongli period...

Hongli was the Qianlong period. The late Hongli period was extravagant, and the administration was corrupt, and uprising broke out in many places...

This old man, from Hongli to the Republic of China, from the Republic of China to the New China... According to his statement, this man had also participated in a warlord. However, no matter how good the kung fu is, he was afraid of kitchen knives. The old man said that he had eaten several guns and almost lost his mind in the warlord era. After living for too long, he took many things lightly, so he ran to the mountains to live in seclusion and pursued the way of heaven.

Some of the old man's words are true and some of them are false. Mo Yuan basically doesn't believe it very much now.

"Actually, it's not that I want to accept you as my apprentice. It's the Spiritual Aura Pearl that chose you..."

"What?"

The mountainous area is rugged, and a man-made stone stairway leads to the halfway up the Qiongling Snow Mountain. There are rocky mountains here, with high mountains and steep roads. The closest is Xiaozhugou...

They had been walking for several hours. It was dawn... Only then did they see Qiongling Snow Mountain, a towering mountain.

Next, how Mo Yuan asked, the old man just didn’t say it, but went all the way to the halfway up the snow-capped mountain. There was a wooden house here, with more than ten acres of land open around the house and two small fish ponds...

Mo Yuan has always remembered that the old man has lived a self-sufficient life in the mountains. He usually works, and practices qi and meditates after working...

Walk to a grave. This is a new grave, with a lot of wood and firewood next to it.

"The first time I saw you, the Spiritual Aura Bead chose you. At that time, the Spiritual Aura Bead no longer provides me with spiritual aura... For more than 20 years, my body has been getting worse day by day. But this is also good. It may not be a good thing for people to live for too long. In this long life, it would be very painful if there is no goal to pursue." The old man looked at Mo Yuan, feeling complicated.

I used to beat and scold Mo Yuan, but it was because of Mo Yuan's appearance that cut off the old man's path to cultivation. When the old man saw Mo Yuan, his spiritual energy bead vibrated. Not only that, the spiritual energy bead always wants to break away from the old man's control and enter Mo Yuan's body...

When Mo Yuan was a child, the old man never looked at him well, beating, scolding, and yelling at him at any time. But people are not plants and trees... After spending time together for a long time, the old man also has real feelings for Mo Yuan. The master's love, and even more so... the grandfather-grandson love... Anyway, in this world with a population of billions, the old man's only relatives are Mo Yuan.

The old man walked to the tombstone and touched the tombstone made of red sandstone: "Help me engrave the letters... the tomb of the mentor Dongfang Baiyue..."

"What?"

"Mr.... No matter what, I have taught you..."

"I mean your name."

"My surname is Dongfang and my name is Baiyue. This is my real name... Quick lettering..."

"oh……"

This line of characters should be engraved in seal script in the center.

Before, Mo Yuan was surprised that the old man never said his name. It turned out to be Dongfang Baiyue, the girl's name. Mo Yuan was sad. He was originally a topic that could make fun of the old man, but he couldn't say it.

Then I wrote to look up: "A man wandering around the world and seeking immortality, but he cannot be obtained."

Do you really want to write this?

Mo Yuan looked at the master. He looked at the rising sun. Mo Yuan took a deep breath and wrote it down according to the master's request.

Signature: Unfilial piety, Mo Yuan.

Time: x-month x, 202x.

"Master, I've written it." The last word was engraved, and Mo Yuan's eyes were sore that he buckled his head and wiped it gently.

"Don't be sad. I have lived enough for a long time. I'm not going to be liberated now. After I leave..." The old man pointed to the pile of firewood next to him, then put his palm on his forehead and made a squeezing action...

It seemed like an illusion that a white light shone out from the old man's forehead, and a bright bead gradually emerged from the old man's eyebrows and was held in his hand.

The beads in the shape of eggs are only the size of quail eggs, and they look like jade but not jade, with a strange metal texture. The beads seem to be transparent and can vaguely see the veins inside, but when you look closely, you can see nothing.

Aura bead?

Taking out the spiritual energy bead, Dongfang Baiyue became weaker, and her already abnormal face showed a serious pathological black. The bead was suspended in Dongfang Baiyue's palm and slowly floated towards Mo Yuan...

"Sure enough... it chose you." Dongfang Baiyue sighed: "What should I hide? Accept it quietly. If there is no accident, after the bead enters your body, it will release a hint of coolness, which will roam your meridians. This is 'qi', and then you have to feel these qi and let it form a circulation in your body... It is what I taught you when you were a child. Do you understand?"

"clear."

The spiritual bead penetrated into Mo Yuan's eyebrows with a "swoosh"...

Dongfang Baiyue smiled on her old face, and her standing posture was no longer moving, like a statue.

Mo Yuan also stood still, digesting the message sent to him by the beads, and he was still motionless for a long time. When he woke up, Mo Yuan looked at the master with surprise: "Master, you are wrong, what is this...Master?Master..."
Chapter completed!