Taoist Qingchen shook his head.
"No, I just got here a while ago. Jiu Jun, let's go!"
"good!"
Surrounded by the young Taoist priests, the group walked up the mountain while looking around. They saw deep and light red leaves covering the mountains, and the forests were all dyed with red. Walking up the mountain path, it was like walking in a fairyland in a painting.
“The red leaves covering the mountain at Lingyin Temple are so beautiful!”
Taoist Priest Qingchen smiled and said, "When the Taoist temple was first built, this place was still a barren mountain.
It was Jiujun who sowed the tree seeds he brought back in the mountains, and slowly the trees grew all over Lingyin Mountain. This season is the season of falling leaves, so the mountain is covered with red leaves.
After everyone settles down, Qingchen will have someone take you around the mountain."
General Chu clapped his hands and praised, "Excellent! If you live in this environment for a long time, you can probably live a few more years."
Taoist Qingchen smiled and said, "General Chu wants to stay here for a long time, that's absolutely no problem!"
The group chatted and laughed as they arrived at Lingyin Temple and stayed in the Zen room in the backyard of the temple.
After settling down, Nangong Jiu went directly to Taoist Qingchen's meditation room.
"How's it going? You've been away for five months. How's the situation at the temple?"
"Everything is going on as usual. The children have kept the temple in good order. This shows that they can live well without us, and we can leave with peace of mind in the future."
Nangong Jiu nodded: "How has the child been doing in the past few months?"
"Very good! Qingchen gave him the Dharma name Jingming. He is very sensible. At the age of three, he can dress and wash himself, and do all his own things.
I would do morning and evening classes with everyone on time every day and practice martial arts with everyone.
As for his character, his disciples all say he is very good, with a kind heart like a bodhisattva, and he is very close to Wuwang, like a father and son."
Nangong Jiu frowned slightly: "Does he know that you are planning to let him inherit Wuwang's mantle?"
“Only Qingchen and Wuwang know about this.
We have also conducted a series of assessments these days, and his performance has satisfied us.
Jiu Jun, please help me take a look. If there is no problem, please make this a done deal."
"Alright, bring him to you tomorrow without leaving any trace. I'll explore his sea of consciousness and test him again.
If he meets the requirements, let Wuwang accept him. Otherwise, let him be an ordinary disciple, like other disciples, and let him go back down the mountain when he reaches adulthood."
Qingchen agreed happily.
Nangong Jiu came out of the meditation room and called Xiao Wang Xiaoxing over: "Come on, let's go to the back mountain and pick some wild fruits for everyone to eat."
When Xiao Wang heard this, he ran very fast with joy.
Nangong Jiu took little Wang Xiaoxing for a walk in the cave, and then went to the hillside to pick fruits.
Little Wang Xiaoxing looked at the fruits on the tree, picked some and stuffed them into his mouth. After eating, he exclaimed in surprise: "So sweet, so delicious!
Your Majesty, hurry up and pick more, put them in the storage ring, and eat them slowly when we return to the capital."
Nangong Jiu smiled and nodded: "Good idea! The fruits all over the mountain will rot if we don't eat them. Let's pick more. Anyway, they won't go bad if we put them in storage rings and bags."
Little Wang Xiaoxing shuttled between the fruit trees, and from time to time he would hold a fruit in his hands and give it to Nangong Jiu as a treasure.
"Your Majesty, this fruit is the largest. Eat it!"
Nangong Jiu accepted all the fruits and put them directly into his small pocket. After they were tired of picking, they returned to the Taoist temple.
"Great-grandfather, father, mother, come and eat the fruit, it's so sweet!"
Nangong Jiu moved out a small pile of fruit and waved to the servants who accompanied him, "Eat, everyone come and eat!"
Everyone looked at the bright and juicy fruits and immediately felt hungry. After tasting them, they praised them highly: "Sweet, so sweet!"
"If you like it, eat more. There are a lot of these fruits on the mountain. We plan to pick more and bring them back to the capital to eat."
"Great! After returning to the capital, it will be hard to eat such fresh and sweet fruits."
At the end of the next day.
Nangong Jiu strolled to Taoist Qingchen's meditation room, and just as he reached the door, he heard a burst of children's laughter.
"Hehe... Master, please try it, this is delicious!"
"Okay, I'll try it!" Taoist Qingchen's cheerful voice reached Nangong Jiu's ears.
Nangong Jiu smiled and stepped into the Zen room: "I'm here!"
Taoist Qingchen stepped forward and said, "Jiu Jun!"
"Great-grandmaster!"
Jingming skipped and ran towards Nangong Jiu: "We look about the same age, why should I call you Great-Master?"
Qingchen explained: "Because she is the master of the master!"
Jingming held his head with his little finger and said, "But, our great-grandmaster is still so young, how could he be your great-grandmaster, your great-grandmaster?"
"Because I came from heaven. I must have been tens of thousands of years old."
Jingming listened with a look of naive admiration: "So that's how it is. Great Master Zeng is so powerful. Jingming also wants to practice martial arts well and go to heaven like Great Master."
Nangong Jiu took the opportunity to ask, "Jingming, a few people came down the mountain and were chasing a wounded person. You just happened to run into them. What are you going to do?"
"Jingming will definitely stand up and speak out for justice.
Although I am still young and cannot defeat them, I cannot be afraid of death and must lend a hand to the injured. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda."
"Then if you were beaten by those guys for saving him, and they laughed at you for being incompetent and showing off, would you regret saving him?"
Jingming thought for a moment and shook his head, saying, "No regrets! Jingming saved people with no regrets, without expecting anything in return. His heart is clear."
"Jingming is great!" After Nangong Jiu used his spiritual sense to explore his sea of consciousness, he took out a low-level magic weapon from his small pocket.
"Master Zeng gave you a magical weapon. You must follow your master and practice magic well in the future. Do you understand?"
"Got it! Thank you, Grandmaster Zeng!" The little guy took the magic weapon calmly, bowed and expressed his gratitude.
Jiujun recognized Jingming.
That’s great, Wuwang now has a disciple to inherit his mantle!
Taoist Qingchen was delighted: "Thank you, Jiujun!"
"Well, his sea of consciousness is as pure as a blank sheet of paper. If he is taught well, he will become a good seedling."
"Then Qingchen asked Wuwang to prepare for the apprenticeship ceremony tomorrow."
"Okay, just make the arrangements as you see fit."
Taoist Master Qingchen said happily, "How about Qingchen accompany Jiujun to walk around in the woods?"
"Okay! Yesterday, Xiao Wang Xiaoxing and I went to the back mountain and picked a lot of fruits. We plan to pick more, put them in bags, and take them back to the capital to eat slowly."
"Well, the fruits on the mountain are ripe. We can't eat them all, and it would be a pity if they rotted. You can pick some to take back. Oh, and how about asking your disciples to help you pick them?"
"No, they can't fly, and climbing trees is inefficient and dangerous."
"Then in the afternoon, let's call Wuwang and Huiyuan, and go pick them together."
Nangong Jiu looked at Qingchen and smiled: "Qingchen, when I was picking fruit in the woods yesterday, I was thinking, it would be nice if I could live like this forever."
"No, it's better to say that I'm tired and come here to rest. It's also good..."
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