The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 15
"Apprentice?"

I heard Zhang Heng say that he is here to apprentice.

Xu Zhenren was stunned for a moment, and showed whether you were playing with me, like a billionaire who suddenly told the fortune-teller at the stall under the overpass that I wanted to learn fortune-telling from you.

Of course, Zhang Heng didn't come here to play with people. He said bluntly, "Zhenzhen Xu, you heard right. I always have a heart for Taoism. Unfortunately, I have lived overseas for a long time, and the timing is not good, and I have not been able to achieve my wish."

"Some time ago, I returned from overseas, recognized my ancestors, and returned to Yangjiang. As soon as I heard about Xu Zhenren, I rushed over without stopping."

Real Xu frowned slightly, looked at Zhang Heng, and then at the gift on the table: "What's in here?"

Zhang Heng paused: "One 30-year-old mountain ginseng, one hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, five books about ghosts and monsters collected from folks, and three books about wild stories in the mountains."

Xu Zhenren frowned even more.

Zhang Heng knew at first sight that it was not good, Xu Zhenren lived a hard life, and lived the life of an ascetic monk.

The gift he gave him was so precious, I'm afraid he would not only be dissatisfied in his heart, but would be disgusted.

"Master Xu, you don't need to take some gifts to heart. In my eyes, this 30-year-old mountain ginseng is actually"

The corner of Zhang Heng's eyes swept across Zhang Dandan's body, and immediately said, "The value of a box of sweet-scented osmanthus cake for you is the same as when he came to apprentice."

"Oh, 30-year-old wild ginseng is the same as osmanthus cake?"

Xu Zhenren frowned: "This statement is interesting, you can talk about it."

Zhang Heng explained in detail: "In his eyes, sweet-scented osmanthus cake is the best gift, and he is reluctant to eat it on weekdays."

"And in my eyes, so is this ginseng."

"I have [-] yuan of family wealth, and I took out [-] yuan to buy an old ginseng as a gift for apprenticeship. It can't be considered a waste, right?"

Xu Zhenren thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "It doesn't count."

Zhang Heng had a bottom line in his heart and continued: "He has a hundred copper coins, and he bought ten osmanthus cakes as a gift for apprenticeship. Is it a waste?"

Xu Zhenren shook his head again: "It doesn't count."

"So in my opinion, whether it's ginseng or sweet-scented osmanthus cake, it's the same mind, the difference is people."

"I have money, so my gifts are a bit more expensive. If others don't have money, the apprenticeship ceremony should be lighter."

"Whether it's light or heavy, it's all the mind, and the mind is the same."

Zhang Heng bowed respectfully: "I also ask Zhenren Xu not to think too much."

Xu Zhenren thought about it for a while, and smiled freely: "Yes, it's me who got the picture and lost the true meaning."

After speaking, Xu Zhenren beckoned: "You come forward."

Zhang Heng took a step forward.

The next second, Xu Zhenren suddenly shot, first buckled Zhang Heng's wrist, and then flipped up to grab his shoulder bone.

"It's alright, Yuanyang is not lost, the root bone is middle and upper, but the grade is a little old."

Real Xu looked satisfied, but seemed a little dissatisfied.

Zhang Heng also knew that he was old and had no comparison with teenagers, so he could only ask in a low voice, "Xu Zhenren, will getting older have an impact on cultivation?"

"Yes, but not decisively."

Xu Zhen mouth read the mysterious words: "The Tao is the Tao, it is very Tao. If a person is old and can't cultivate the Tao, can't get the Tao, is that still the Tao?"

"In the past, Lu Zu met Zheng Huolong at the age of 40 to teach swordsmanship, and at the age of 64 he met Zhongliquan to teach alchemy techniques. If he was too old, he would not be able to practice Taoism. How could Lu Zu achieve his later achievements?"

"The so-called heaven and wealth are the most important things, not the talent."

"What's more, your root bones are not bad. When I was apprenticed to learn art, my elders tested my root bones, and I only got the middle and upper ones."

Zhang Heng was skeptical.

He is not a child, he doesn't believe what others say.

The importance of talent, even if it is not as important as Heaven's Secret, Heaven's Time, Heaven's Destiny, Heaven's Luck, must be very important.

When Xu Zhenren told him this, it was more like comforting him and telling him not to think wildly.

Just like when I was in school, the teacher said that genius is 90.00% talent, which is the same as [-]% hard work.

Many people don't know that there is another sentence behind this sentence, one percent of talent is more important than 90.00% of sweat.

"Zhenzhen Xu, can I take you as my teacher and learn Dao and Fa from you?"

Zhang Heng asked tentatively.

"can"

If it was replaced by a novel, I am afraid that Xu Zhenren would have refused, and Zhang Heng had no choice but to go to see Qianyan Kaiqian Zhenren.

But reality is not a novel, although real Xu thinks that Zhang Heng is a little old, he doesn't want to accept it.

But it didn't reach the point of rejection, it seemed that Zhang Heng still had a heart for Taoism.

Xu Zhenren was at the right time, and after thinking about it, he decided to give Zhang Heng a chance.

Just talking about cultivating the Tao, it is not so easy to cultivate. Xu Zhenren took out a Taoist scripture from the bedside and said, "This is the ode to the Pure Altar of Maoshan. It is a must-read for both classes in the morning and evening, with a total of [-] words. You can take it. Go back and memorize it first, if you can't memorize it within seven days, you won't have to see me in the future."

In some novels, it is unrealistic to learn Taoism and magic after being apprenticed to the ninth uncle.

This is the same as going to school. If the teacher doesn't teach 1+1=2, he will throw you a calculus book when you come up. Can you understand it?
Take the opening sentence of the Song of the Pure Altar for example.

Fire the furnace to pray for true blessings, feel the sages in the heart, reverently bow to the treasure repentance, and wish for a long life.

What is Mayu?
Who are the sages, and how do they sense it?
What is the treasure repentance?
do you understand?
Let's talk about painting.

How to open the talisman, why it is so open, what is the meaning.

The talisman writes the name of the god, who is the god written, and what congratulatory message should be recited when writing it, the immortal god will respond. If you have memorized the congratulatory message, you can draw the talisman. If you make a mistake, you can’t hear it in the sky. Symbols are useless.

Jiu Shu painted the talisman in one go, that was to the point where the ghosts and spirits were shocked.

Ordinary Taoist priests, especially beginners, have to bathe and burn incense before drawing a talisman. One or two sticks of incense sticks may not be enough to draw a talisman.

Normally.

The disciples of Sanshan Authentic should have three years of morning classes with Master, two years of Taoist scriptures and Taoist terminology, and some taboos and common sense before they can come into contact with Talismans.

It's like an adult college entrance exam.

First of all you have to know, nothing will let you go to college.

"Master."

"Stop, don't call Master, it's too early."

As soon as Zhang Heng opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Xu Zhenren.

Zhang Heng didn't take it seriously, and continued: "Master, what if I could memorize the Song of the Pure Altar?"

Seeing that Zhang Heng was so cheeky and mastered every time, it was impossible for Xu Zhenren to refute it again and again, and he could only answer: "Where is this, after the Jingtan Song, the Sanmao Zhenjun seals the Shidian, and Tianlingbao Jinhua Chonghui saves people's lives. Maojun's true scriptures, Jiutian Sanmaosi Mingxian Dengyi Jing, Taishang Wuji Zongzhen Wenchang Dadong Immortal Sutra, Shangqing Dadong Zhenjing, Saving People Sutra, Gao Shang Jade Emperor's own collection of scriptures, Huangting Inner Jingjing, Exterior Jingjing"

In one breath, Xu Zhenren said more than [-] names.

Zhang Heng felt his scalp go numb, and couldn't help but ask, "Master, do you have to memorize these?"

"Of course you have to memorize it, otherwise what did you learn?"

Xu Zhenren pointed out: "Take Zhou's Ming Tong Ji as an example, it is written about the passage of seclusion and the underworld. As a Taoist priest, you must deal with ghosts, gods, and emissaries. What should you do if you lose your etiquette?"

"There is also the Life Extension Record, this is."

Xu Zhenren paused: "This is for life extension, which is very hurtful. You don't need to carry it for the time being. You won't be able to use it now anyway."

"Others, like Tao Te Ching, Bao Pu Zi, Sitting Forgetting Classics, Yin Fu Jing, Deng Zhen Hidden Secret Art, all have corresponding spells and supernatural powers. How can you master them if you don't learn them?"

Seeing Zhang Heng's bitter face, Zhenren Xu laughed: "Now you know how difficult it is to learn Dao? Dao, it's not something you can cultivate by touching your upper lip to your lower lip. Good luck to you, Master, I am a direct descendant of Maoshan, others think Looking at these Taoist books, there is no such good fortune yet."

As soon as he was happy, Xu Zhenren even recognized his master's name.

As soon as Zhang Heng heard it, he was still waiting for the New Year.

Immediately knelt down and kowtowed three times: "Thank you, Master, for teaching the Fa!"

Xu Zhenren was stunned for a moment, his face changed for a while, and he hummed: "You are smart, get up."

(End of this chapter)