Liu Feng refined a batch of pills, and his alchemy skills are now no less than those of his master.
However, the actual effect of this elixir was not to allow Zhang Shanyun to break through the limitations of his lifespan; it only kept his eyes from going blind, his ears from going deaf, and his spirits slightly better.
Liu Feng thought he could use his own internal energy to help Zhang Shanyun relax her muscles and regulate her internal organs.
“Disciple, don’t waste your true energy on this old man!” Zhang Shanyun refused.
“Master, I still remember when I was a child, it was you who massaged my limbs every day to cure my disability. Now that I am capable, I should serve you!” Liu Feng insisted, and Zhang Shanyun could not persuade him otherwise.
"The proudest thing in my life is having a disciple like you. I would die without regrets!" Zhang Shanyun said with emotion while scolding Liu Feng for being disobedient.
"Master..."
One evening, the setting sun was like blood, dyeing the sky above Qingfeng Temple a crimson red.
Peach-colored clouds swayed in the water, reflected in the canal in front of the Taoist temple, creating a dreamlike and enchanting scene.
Zhang Shanyun, Liu Feng, and Tong Miao stood in front of the Taoist temple, admiring the beautiful scenery before them, reluctant to leave.
Liu Feng ran to the Taoist temple, brought over a chair, and gently placed it behind his master, Zhang Shanyun, so that he could sit down comfortably and enjoy the view.
Zhang Shanyun sat down in the chair, and after a while, he spoke softly: "Disciple, your master suddenly wants to hear some music. Go and fetch the zither, and play a piece for your master."
Upon hearing this, Liu Feng glanced at his master, then immediately went inside the temple to retrieve his zither, his heart pounding with excitement.
As he turned around, he remembered the flute hanging at Tong Miao's waist and suggested, "Nephew Tong Miao, why don't you play a tune for your master first?"
"Yes, Junior Uncle." Although Tong Miao was over twenty, he was full of respect for Liu Feng, who was only eleven years old, and showed him no slackening.
Taoist priests are often proficient in one or two musical instruments, using them for enjoyment and to cultivate their character. Traditional instruments such as the fish drum, qin, xiao, flute, and erhu are played with ease and grace in their hands.
Among these musical instruments, the guqin is particularly revered and is praised as "the sound of sages governing the world and the object of cultivation for gentlemen."
There is an ancient saying: "A scholar will not remove his zither and lute without good reason," and "A gentleman's seat must have a zither on the left and a book on the right."
Tong Miao was also a master of the zither, and Liu Feng's zither skills were a result of his teaching.
However, Tong Miao prefers playing the flute.
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