Chapter 636: Bringing Astrology
Taoist Master Shi Da of Tiezhu has the ability to control the heavens and the earth, and is a well-known master. However, he has rarely appeared in public in recent years, devoting himself to spiritual practice and gradually disappeared.
Although he doesn't care much about worldly affairs, people still remember his abilities.
For example, the King of Wu, always interested in Master Shi's talent for politician and political science, wanted to invite him to serve as an official, but his requests were repeatedly rejected. Finally, he had to settle for the next best thing and ordered the construction of Chongming Hall, inviting his disciple Yang Dongwei to take charge.
However, neither Yang Dongwei nor Qionglong Mountain could see eye to eye with the King of Wu. From the beginning to the end, Yang Dongwei was the only one there in name only. He never stayed in Chongming Pavilion but always stayed in Yuanmiao Temple.
The Hanshan Temple is even more interesting. The abbot of the Hanshan Temple, Master Jishan, is a fat-headed and big-eared monk. No one knows whether he has any real ability, but he is well-known for his greed for money.
The young monk Yujin worked in Chongming Pavilion. King Wu spent a lot of money to invite him from Hanshan Temple.
When he opens his mouth, it is fate; when he closes his mouth, it is money. Even the King of Wu is afraid of him. Unless it is necessary, he is unwilling to ask to go to Hanshan Temple.
The old princess was a devout Buddhist and Taoist, and she always invited the eminent monks from Hanshan Temple to give lectures. Every time she invited them, she would spend huge sums of silver and gold.
In the words of the fat monk, it was all merit money, which was to be offered to the golden statue of Buddha and to accumulate blessings for the King of Wu.
Yang Dongwei left first, and when he returned to Qionglong Mountain, the sky was still full of stars.
The ever-changing fortunes of Gusu City and the rain and fog could not obscure the starry sky of Qionglong Mountain. Master Shi, a thin old man, held an iron bamboo pole and watched the stars outside the reed shed despite the deepening dew.
The Taoist robe hung down, making the skinny old man look like a monkey. Rather than the famous wizard in Gusu, he looked more like an old farmer in the fields.
Yang Dongwei came back under the stars and moon. After saying hello to his fellow apprentices who were guarding the mountain gate, he went straight to Penglu.
Seeing Master Shi looking up at the stars, he asked, "Master, is your neck stiff?"
Master Shi turned around and glared at him, saying, "I'm observing the night sky, looking down at all living things, and you ask me if my neck is stiff?"
Yang Dongwei asked again, "Is it stiff or not?"
Master Shi sighed, twisted his neck and made a crackling sound, then took the iron bamboo and went into the reeds in the shed, saying, "Come and give me a massage."
Yang Dongwei began to massage his blood and qi. The old man was very thin, and he pinched his neck as if he was pinching a piece of fine iron. If Yang Dongwei had not had great magical powers, he would not have been able to massage him.
The old man asked, "Have you gotten into trouble?"
Yang Dongwei said, "Can't you expect me to be better?"
The old man blinked, a gleam of light glimmering through his narrowed eyes, and said, "You haven't caused any trouble, so why did you bring back such a big trouble?"
Yang Dongwei was startled, but remained calm and asked loudly, "Which fellow Taoist followed us?"
The stars in the sky suddenly lit up. Master Shi opened his eyes, squinted at the sky, and showed a look of surprise, but his body relaxed.
Yang Dongwei took the opportunity to push away the stiff blood in his shoulders and neck. Heat suddenly surged up, making the old man close his eyes comfortably.
The starlight fell to the ground and transformed into a young man in red. He was tall, with long eyebrows and eyes. He bowed and said, "I have heard of Master Shi for a long time. I am overjoyed to meet you today."
Yang Dongwei looked at the young man in red and felt unfamiliar. He didn't recognize him. However, his aura was profound and vast, like a star, making it difficult to underestimate him. He wanted to look deeper and felt that the young man's aura was rushing towards him like a flying dragon. He was immediately startled and couldn't help but close his Dharma Eyes.
Master Shi patted Yang Dongwei's hand, got down from the couch, and in his straw sandals, he returned the young man's greeting and said, "You come with an astrological sign and are under the command of Heaven. I dare not accept your greeting."
The young man did not avoid and accepted the gift.
Master Shi Da looked at Yang Dongwei again and said, "Go and make a pot of the tea that I have collected for entertaining guests. I want to have a good talk with this fellow Taoist."
Yang Dongwei frowned, wondering what the old man was talking about. What kind of precious tea did he have? He had been so poor his whole life that he couldn't even take a penny out of his pocket.
His eyes were scorching. Master Shi shifted his back and whispered, "Under my bed."
Yang Dongwei was speechless. What good tea was there under the bed? The aged tea in the pottery jar was a gift from a farmer down the mountain two years ago. How could he use it to entertain guests?
Yang Dongwei left with a lot of complaints, leaving Master Shi to talk to the man who was suspected to be a dragon seed.
Gong Mengbi watched Yang Dongwei slowly leave and praised him, "Master Shi is a good disciple."
Master Shi was not without pride, but he also said with reserve: "That kid has no special abilities except for his high talent."
Gong Mengbi smiled, sat opposite Master Shi, and explained his purpose.
By the time Yang Dongwei came with the tea tray, the cushion opposite Master Shi had become cold.
"Where are the people?" Yang Dongwei asked.
Master Shi said, "Let's go."
Yang Dongwei placed the tea tray on the table and said, "Why don't you stay a little longer so I can have a taste of your precious tea?"
Master Shi Da said with a smile: "After he leaves, you come and drink with me."
Yang Dongwei's face suddenly turned ugly. He could already smell the astringency when he was making the tea.
Master Shi poured two cups of tea and pointed. Yang Dongwei still sat opposite him with a look of complaint, holding the teacup and sipping it bit by bit, feeling the astringent taste in his mouth.
Yang Dongwei asked, "Who is that? What are they doing here?"
Master Shi waved his hand and said, "Don't ask around. It's none of your business."
Yang Dongwei had no choice but to give up and explain his purpose, saying, "The Crown Prince has left his soul, and the King of Wu is helpless, so he asked me to come back and ask you for advice."
Master Shi pinched his fingers pretentiously and said, "His son won't die, it's just that his soul has been captured. If we find the person who captured his soul, we can naturally rescue him."
Yang Dongwei was surprised and asked, "Master, you figured this out?"
"That's not that easy." Master Shi Da waved his hand and said, "Let him go and ask the City God for help. Don't bother me."
Yang Dongwei nodded and said, "I'll tell him when I get back."
His tone was not very respectful, and it was obvious that in his eyes, he did not think the King of Wu was important.
Master Shi said, "Dongwei, after you reject King Wu's offer, go to Yuanmiao Monastery and keep an eye on your senior brothers and sisters' disciples. Don't run around."
Yang Dongwei immediately looked at Master Shi. Master Shi's eyes were narrowed and he couldn't see anything clearly. He just felt that there was something behind his words.
But Master Shi didn't want to say it clearly, and he had no choice.
Yang Dongwei has always been a good boy, so he replied "yes".
Master Shi Da took a sip of tea and refused to drink it. He then stood outside the shed holding the iron bamboo to watch the stars.
Yang Dongwei clearly heard a mixture of surprise and joy in his voice: "So that's how you see it! Now it's clear!"
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