Chapter 396 392. The old Taoist priest whose age cannot be seen

We chatted along the way, and the topics ranged from history and humanities to tourism monetization to animal and plant protection.

Secretary Cao brought Luo Yihang to the inner courtyard of Dongyang Palace.

The inner courtyard is not open to the public.

It is the place where Taoists in Dongyang Palace practice and live.

There was a young Taoist priest at the door, holding a scripture in his hand and dozing off against the door frame.

My head nodded, worried that he would lie down in the next second.

It turns out that people who practice Taoism also feel sleepy when they study.

Secretary Cao took two steps forward and coughed lightly.

The young Taoist priest suddenly woke up, stood up straight, clasped his hands in front of his chest, held his left hand with his right hand, and bowed.

"Hello, this place is not open to the public, please move away."

Secretary Cao smiled and said politely, "My last name is Cao, and I have an appointment with Taoist Master Tan Yanqing."

"I see." The young Taoist priest stepped aside, pushed open the wooden door of the inner courtyard, and made a gesture of invitation, "Please follow me, both of you."

The title is changed from "believer" to "layman", what is the difference between the two?

It's kind of interesting.

Luo Yihang and Secretary Cao followed the young Taoist priest into the inner courtyard of Dongyang Palace. The inner courtyard was much simpler than the outside.

Very full of life.

There are small houses and yards here and there, with clothes and quilts hanging out to dry and flowers and plants planted.

I also saw a middle-aged man dressed in Taoist clothes squatting at the door repairing a bicycle. He couldn't put the chain on and was so anxious that he was sweating all over. He wiped it with his hand and left three black streaks on his forehead.

There was a pair of Spring Festival couplets pasted on the door behind him.

The color of the red paper has faded a little, but it still persists.

It turns out that Taoists also post Spring Festival couplets.

However, the words written on it are not the same as those in ordinary homes.

The first line of his couplet reads [The sky will be beautiful and the sun will bring you a clear view], the second line reads [The room has a spring breeze and gathers peace], and the horizontal scroll reads [The phoenix sings and the phoenix sings]

Interesting.

Following the young Taoist priest along the way, we arrived at a quiet little courtyard deep in the ground.

The courtyard is not big, with a row of three small bungalows and two half-person-high fences extending along the sides of the houses.

They converge in front and install a small door to enclose a small courtyard of 20 to 30 square meters.

The small courtyard was paved with long strips of bluestone, which was swept clean without a trace of dirt.

A circle of flower beds was built against the fence wall, planted with small flowers and grasses of unknown species, all blooming in clusters.

There is a crooked old tree outside the courtyard wall. Its trunk is outside the courtyard, but its crown extends into the courtyard, casting mottled shade over half of the courtyard.

Under the shade of the trees, there is a stone table and four stone benches.

An old Taoist priest in a green cloth robe, with his hair tied in a bun and his hair and beard already gray, was sitting on a stone bench, leaning against a stone table, holding his mobile phone, crossing his legs and watching short videos.

The young Taoist priest called out across the fence, "Uncle Master, your guest is here."

It seems that this is the Taoist priest Tan Yanqing whom I am going to meet today.

Taoist Priest Tan Yanqing looked up when he heard the voice, put his phone on the table, and said with a smile: "Why did you come directly here? I said I would pick you up at the door."

Secretary Cao also smiled and said, "I don't dare to trouble the Taoist priest. The weather is just right today. We can just treat the trip as an outing and find it ourselves."

"Come, come, come in." The old Taoist priest stood up with a smile and came over to open the gate.

Luo Yihang then took a closer look at the old Taoist priest in front of him.

The old Taoist priest was quite tall, nearly 1.8 meters tall, with an upright posture, two big hands, and thick joints.

Although his hair and beard are gray, his complexion is ruddy and there is a natural smile at the corners of his mouth and eyes. He can be said to have a youthful face with white hair.

He looks like he's in his fifties, sixties, and seventies.

After Old Man Yang, the father of Yang Bingcheng, Luo Yihang saw another man whose age was unknown...
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The young Taoist priest who led the way bowed and performed a junior’s salute to Taoist Priest Qin Yanqing, then turned and left.

Secretary Cao and Luo Yihang followed the old Taoist priest into the yard, but did not enter the house. They returned to the stone table and sat down.

The phone on the table was just put down but not turned off, and it was playing a video of how to make fried skewers.

Fortunately, it wasn’t the ragged little girl shaking her butt.

"Master Qin seems to be so leisurely." Secretary Cao joked, pointing at his phone.

Taoist Priest Qin Yanqing didn't mind at all and even made a little joke, "It's been raining for so many days, my bones are going to get moldy. Now that it's finally sunny, I have to let the sun shine in."

Luo Yihang originally thought that the old Taoist priest was just finding an excuse to change the subject and laughed it off.

But I didn't expect that after the old Taoist priest made a joke, he explained, "I am from the Quanzhen Longmen lineage. Although we avoid meat and vegetables, it's okay to watch it. When the founder made the rules, there were no mobile phones."

It turns out that the old Taoist priest is from the Quanzhen Taoism.

Luo Yihang had done his homework beforehand. The Quanzhen Sect had many rules, and perhaps not lying included not making excuses to avoid a situation. Judging from the details, Taoist Master Tan Yanqing was a genuine Taoist priest with a very humorous personality.

The pleasantries are over.

Secretary Cao introduced in the middle, "This is Taoist Priest Tan Yanqing, Honorary President of the Tianhan Martial Arts Association, and Director of the Taoist Association."

Luo Yihang asked him to introduce a really talented martial arts master.

The first thing he thought of was naturally the city's martial arts association.

But he doesn't understand either.

It would be inappropriate to just find someone randomly. Luo Yihang finally spoke up for it, and it was a private matter, so it had to be done beautifully.

So Secretary Cao simply believed that the president and vice president were in charge of administration, while the honorary ones were the ones who were truly capable.

Bring Luo Yihang to Dongyang Palace.

Afterwards, Secretary Cao introduced to Taoist Priest Tan Yanqing: "This is Luo Yihang, a famous young entrepreneur in this city. He has led his hometown to start businesses and become rich, and has achieved many results. His products are sold all over the country."

He also directly pointed out the purpose of his visit, "He is also a martial arts enthusiast and hopes that the Taoist priest can teach him."

Luo Yihang nodded repeatedly beside him, picked up the bag and was about to take out a gift, then said some nice words under the pretext of giving a gift, and he was ready with all the talk of making two requests and pushing two requests.

But it didn't happen.

Taoist Master Tan Yanqing looked Luo Yihang up and down and agreed immediately, "Okay, if you don't mind, follow me and practice."

"Eh?" Luo Yihang stopped his hands in surprise and murmured, "Is it so easy?"

The old Taoist priest laughed, "Why, you still want to ask for resignation three times? There are few people willing to learn now. As long as you have hands and feet and want to learn, I will definitely teach you."

Then he looked at Luo Yihang's hands groping in the bag.

"Do you think it's too easy and lacks a sense of ceremony? You brought a gift for becoming a disciple, right? Come on, take it out."

Luo Yihang listened to the advice.

He took out two gifts from his bag.

A box of tea and a bag of ginkgo nuts.

He stood up and put them on the stone table, introducing them: "These are some small things grown at home. They can't be considered as apprenticeship gifts, but just meeting gifts. Please have a taste, Taoist priest."

The old Taoist priest flipped through the books with a smile and said, "Very good, very good. If you had brought something like gold or jade, I wouldn't have dared to accept it."

Then he looked at Luo Yihang carefully.

Asked: "Have you practiced before?"

Luo Yihang nodded and said, "I learned a little from the Internet."

"What did you learn?"

"stick."

"it is good."

The old Taoist priest agreed, stood up and went into the small house on the left, took out a stick that reached his eyebrows, grabbed the end of the stick with one hand, raised the big stick horizontally, and handed it to Luo Yihang.

Not moving.

What a lot of strength.

Luo Yihang was not polite either, and also grabbed one end with one hand.

The old Taoist priest let go of his hand.

The big stick also did not move at all.

"What a great strength." The old Taoist priest praised, "To practice martial arts well, you must have a good body. Try practicing one and see."

Luo Yihang retracted his arms and drew the stick, holding the stick with both hands at the back of the stick, with the knuckles facing the tip of the stick. This is called "proper grip".

Then, in the yard, he started with Zheng Yang, followed by a Da Dun move, hitting and lifting, using all his strength, moving forward step by step, and performing a set of stick techniques from Yu Dayou's "Sword Classic".

This set of stick techniques is widely circulated, and the old Taoist priest recognized it at a glance.

Seeing the excitement, he shouted: "Don't attack or defend, just one move, use all your strength!"

It is exactly a sentence from the description of the sword scripture.

Hearing this, Luo Yihang thought to himself, this is what you said, it's not my fault.

Then he made a mountain-winding move, holding up the long stick as a defensive posture, but actually looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

But now there are no enemies, so there is no need to look for opportunities. Just follow up with a direct attack, using the most direct method and power of the stick to make the most direct attack.

This is the best killing method in the Sword Classic.

The stick hit the ground with great force and sound, accompanied by the sound of wind.

With a thud, a piece of bluestone slab on the ground broke in the middle and turned into fragments on the ground.

"Okay!" the old Taoist shouted.

Then he pointed at the gravel on the ground and said, "A floor tile costs 150 yuan..."

(End of this chapter)