So mother's smell was like a mirror and water moon, flickered, and without Rong Chengqian smelling it, it disappeared again.

"Come on Erlang," his boring mother took Cheng Qian's hand and led him to the back room. After walking two steps, he gasped for breath.

Tiredly, she sat down on a wide bench, pointed to the small oil lamp hanging from the roof, and asked feebly, "Erlang, do you know what that is?"

Cheng Qian looked up indifferently and said, "Immortal Everbright Lamp."

This small lamp with a small appearance is the heirloom of their old Cheng family. According to legend, it is the dowry of Grandma Cheng Qian. The lamp is the size of a palm. It can emit light on its own, illuminating that square foot for a long time.

I can't figure it out if don't go through the process, what's the use of this piece of shit hanging here other than attracting bugs in summer?

However, since it is a fairy, it doesn't have to have any practical use. As long as it can be used to show off when the neighbors are visiting from time to time, it is a treasure that can be passed down from generation to generation to the villagers.

The so-called "fairy utensils" are things that "immortals" have engraved spells, and ordinary people can't imitate them. There are many types of fairy utensils, and their uses are even more varied. There are lamps that do not need to be oiled, and paper that is not afraid of fire. It is warm in winter and cool in summer. The chuáng and so on, to name a few.

In the past, a storyteller who ran rivers and lakes came to the entrance of the village. He said that in the bustling big city, there were houses built with "immortal bricks". The sun was like a glazed roof, and it was as splendid as a palace. The spells written by the immortals can avoid hundreds of poisons and cure hundreds of diseases. A broken bowl costs four taels of gold, but it is still highly sought after.

"Immortal", also known as "one who cultivates truth", also known as "daoist" or "real person" - the former is usually a self-proclaimed person, which can sound a little modest.

It is said that they start by introducing qi into the body and communicating with heaven and earth. No matter how deep their cultivation is, they can still not eat grains, go to heaven and enter the earth, and even become immortal and transcend tribulation to become immortals... All kinds of legends are widely spread, but true immortals grow A few noses and eyes, no one has seen it, just listening to it is amazing.

The immortals are uncertain, and the good immortals are even more rare, and the dignitaries are flocking to them.

The lady of the Cheng family bent down, looked at Cheng Qian earnestly, and asked in a warm voice, almost flattering: "Wait, when Erlang returns from his studies, I can also make an ever-bright lamp for my mother?"

Cheng Qian didn't answer, just raised his eyelids and glanced at her, thinking coldly in his heart: "I think beautifully, you sent me out today, and I don't care whether I can learn it or not, whether it is dead or alive, whether it is a pig or a dog, I will I'll never come back to see you again."

The wife of the Cheng family was stunned for a moment, and she found that the child was not like his parents, but a little bit like her family's eldest brother.

Her eldest brother is the little piece of green smoke that came out of her family's ancestral grave. He didn't look like a farmer since he was a child. After being admitted to a scholar, everyone said that her family lost a Wenqu star.

However, Wen Quxing probably didn't want to stay in the world for a long time, and before he had time to be admitted to Juren, he died of illness.

When the eldest brother died, the wife of the Cheng family was still young, and some of his impressions were blurred. Now, when he suddenly recalled, it was the same when that person was alive. No matter whether he was happy or full of anger, he just took such an understatement and didn't hold back. Vibrant, but also frightening, no matter how close you are.

The lady of the Cheng family involuntarily let go of the hand that was holding Cheng Qian, and at the same time, Cheng Qian took a half step back without a trace.

In this way, docilely and without saying a word, he stopped the life and death of the mother and son abruptly.

Cheng Qian thought that what he did was not out of resentment, and resentment was unreasonable—his parents had the grace of life and upbringing for him, even if their kindness was halfway through and half of the upbringing stopped him, at best It's just balance.

He looked down at his toes, and said to himself in his heart, it's nothing if his parents don't see him, and it's nothing to sell him to a Taoist priest with triangular eyes.

☆, Chapter 2

Cheng Qian followed the real Mu Chun and left.

The real Mu Chun is like a haggard, so thin that three tendons rest on a head, a shaky hat is buckled on his head, and Cheng Qian is led by one hand, just like a grass class leader who is performing in the rivers and lakes leading his newly abducted little boy. attendant.

Cheng Qian still looks like a child, but he already has the heart of a teenager.

He walked silently, but in the end he couldn't help but look back.

He saw that his mother was carrying a ragged basket behind him. In the basket was his sleeping little brother. Outside the basket was his mother's crying and blurred face, while his father bowed his head and stood silently on the side, sighing or guilt, but he refused to Looking up at him one more time, he stood like a gray shadow.

Cheng Qian withdrew his eyes with little nostalgia, the vague road ahead seemed like a boundless night, and he held the thin hand of his master, as if he was holding a lamp like a Cheng family heirloom - even though he boasted that there was a " Immortal" prefix, it still can only illuminate a few inches of halo under the feet, which is not useful.

There are generally two ways to travel, one is called "travel" and the other is called "flowing".

Cheng Qian followed his master, not to mention the wind meal and sleeping in the open air, but also to be told nonsense by the old guy. It is really not even worthy of the "fleeing".

Cheng Qian had also heard about cultivating immortals and seeking the Tao.

There were so many people in the world who wanted to knock on Xianmen's gate, like crucian carp crossing the river.

In the time of the emperor, the sects of all sizes were like toads in the river pit after the rain. What kind of Zhang San, Li, Si Wang and Er Ma Zi, as long as the family was prosperous and there was no shortage of cubs, they all swarmed to ask for a relationship and send it to a sect to ask the immortals and learn something. Other than that, "Broken boulders in the chest" and other handle styles, I haven't seen anyone really come up with anything.

At that time, there were more alchemists than cooks, and more people chanting sutras than farming. Even for several years, no one was serious about reading and practicing martial arts, leaving swindlers who were not involved in production running around.

It is said that at the time when the question of immortality was the most popular, the territory of a county was only ten miles and eight villages. From the east to the west, there were as many as twenty sects of immortality. Buy a copy from a small business and hawker. With such a foolish mind, he dares to collect money and recruit people under the pretense of immortality.

If these people can really fly to the sky, don't know if Nantianmen can hold so many cats and dogs.

Even the mountain bandits who robbed their homes have to follow suit, and they will rename the original "Black Tiger Village" and "Hungry Gang" to "Qingfengguan" and "Xuanxin Pavilion", and then get some "French Pots". "Open your mouth to breathe fire" and other tricks, before robbing the road, you will perform a gibberish, bluffing passers-by to give generously.

The first emperor was born in the army, and he was a rude person with a bào temper. He felt that if the people continued to cultivate in such a smoky manner, it would be impossible to win the country, so an edict was issued to arrest all these "immortals" who were running rampant in the countryside, no matter what. True gods or fake immortals, they will all be sent to fill the army.

Before this decree, which should have been earth-shattering, had time to leave the palace gate, all the important officials of the dynasty heard the wind, and all the people were so frightened that they rolled out of their beds overnight and ran to the front of the hall to line up - Guan Xiao In the front, the finale of the official university was ready to be killed one by one on the front pillar of the main hall, in order to seek death advice, lest the emperor offend the immortal and destroy the country.

The emperor can't let the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty really go to the ground, and the dragon pillar can't stand it either.

The late emperor was helpless, so he had to take it back again. The next day, he ordered Qin Tianjian to separate a "Tianyan Division", under the direct supervision of the Taishi order, he hired a few real people to sit in the office, and stipulated that in the future, the big and small fairy gates , they must be reported to the Tianyan Division for verification. After verifying the authenticity and falsehood, they will issue an iron scroll before they can recruit disciples. Private private sects are prohibited.

Of course, the great power of Yangyang traverses Kyushu, thousands of miles from east to west, and there is no communication between north and south. It is basically impossible to order and prohibit it. There are still loopholes in a one-size-fits-all decree, let alone such a sloppy decree.

The imperial court can't even clear the robbers and abductors, how can it be that Xianmen recruits disciples?

True Immortal Sect doesn't take the emperor in the eyes of the old man at all, what should be done, the guilty liars have somewhat restrained, but the restraint is limited - what is iron and copper, it is not impossible to fake.

However, the painstaking efforts of the late emperor were not completely in vain. After several times of tossing, checking, and purging, although the results were minimal, the enthusiasm of the people for cultivating immortals was greatly weakened. In addition, the neighbors were far and near. , After a long time, everyone will farm the land, and the sheep will herd the sheep, and they will not daydream much.

Now that you are on the throne, the folk culture of immortality is still lingering, but the madness has passed. Today, you know that when the water is clear, there will be no fish. Most of those liars who use immortality in the name of liar turn a blind eye. People do not raise officials and do not investigate.

Cheng Qian heard Lao Tongsheng talk about these causes and effects once, so in his eyes, the stick that was holding him was a pure stick... at best, it was a stick for root canals, and there was really nothing worthy of special respect.

The mallet-like Mu Chun stroked his shaky moustache and said nonsense: "My name is 'Fuyao', little thing, do you know what Fuyao is?"

Lao Tongsheng hated these things, and naturally refused to talk about them. Cheng Qian was influenced by it a little, so he was full of disdain, and he even pretended to be listening.

Mu Chun raised his hand and pointed in front of Cheng Qian. His finger seemed to bring some spiritual knowledge. Everywhere, he saw a gust of wind rising for no reason, swirling, rolling the ground with dry grass and flying straight up, the sunken grass. There was a sharp line of dryness on the leaves, which was illuminated by a lightning bolt from the sky, almost blinding Cheng Qian.

This strange force stunned the little boy with a single finger.

Mu Chun himself did not expect this change, and was immediately taken aback, but seeing that he had frightened this cold-hearted brat, he retracted his hand again.

He put his skinny hands into his sleeves, and said leisurely, "Peng Zhi migrated to Nanming, the water hits three thousand li, and the one who swayed up is ninety thousand li, and the one who goes to rest in six months is also invisible and boundless. , but to revolve around the wind, when it comes it is deep, and where it goes, it is boundless, this is 'fuyao', do you understand?"