"Lao Yu, this child is just overdrawn with some energy, and he will recover slowly, you don't have to worry, it will have no impact on the child's body......"
Seeing that Yu Haoran hadn't spoken for a long time, Ye Dongping thought that he was afraid that Ye Tian would decline before he was old, and was considering Yu Qingya and Ye Tian's affairs, so he explained a few words to him.
"This kid is amazing......"
Yu Haoran shook his head, he has often traveled back and forth between Hong Kong, Macao and Southeast Asia over the years, knowing that in those places, the most respected by others are not necessarily the rich, but those so-called "masters".
Just like the name Wong Tai Sin in Hong Kong, it is no longer limited to a place name, but has become synonymous with the line of divination and hexagrams.
And some top fortune tellers and feng shui masters come and go to the homes of the super rich in Hong Kong and Macao, and even those billionaires are respectful to them and dare not neglect them in the slightest.
When Yu Haoran stayed in those places, he had also heard rumors about these feng shui masters, but he had never heard of anyone who could change their lives against the sky.
Originally, Yu Haoran had some other thoughts about Ye Tian and his daughter, but after listening to Ye Dongping's words, that little thought had long since disappeared, and he didn't dare to offend a feng shui master who could change his life against the sky.
"Okay, don't praise him, if it weren't for his respect for his teacher this time, I would have broken his leg......"
Ye Dongping's words interrupted Yu Haoran's contemplation, in his opinion, although his son's methods were against the sky, but this was also killing a thousand enemies and hurting himself eight hundred.
After resting in the house for a while, Yu Haoran and Ye Dongping also went out to help, men of their age were basically the leaders inside and outside, and there were very few housework that they couldn't do.
At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Haoran's wife also rushed to the city from her parents' house in Maoshan, and when she saw Ye Tian's appearance, she sighed again, but Ye Tian's future mother-in-law was a person of duty, so she didn't say much.
With the addition of Feng Kuang's family of three and Yu Haoran's family, the Ye family's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was very lively, during which several of Ye Tian's aunts also called from BJ.
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In the next few days, Yu Haoran became busy and took his daughter everywhere to pay New Year's greetings.
Ye Tian returned to live in the small mountain village that carried childhood memories for a few days, and every year the father and son would come back for a few days.
The eleventh day of the first month was the day when Huaqing started school, and Yu Qingya, who had not returned to Shanghai, reluctantly bid farewell to Ye Tian, crying like a tearful person when he left, which made Ye Tian have some children's love for a while.
Winter turned to spring, everything recovered, Ye Tian and Master returned to the Taoist temple on the mountain, cultivating their bodies and qi during the day, and in the evening, the master and apprentice discussed the scriptures written by Ye Tian based on the inheritance in their minds, and time passed quickly day by day.
For the sake of Lao Dao and Ye Tian's life, Feng Kuang and Ye Dongping found someone to send a diesel generator to deliver power to the Taoist temple every night.
In addition, for the sake of his son's body, Ye Dongping also took out a sum of money and told the second sister-in-law in the village to send all kinds of tonics and meat to the mountains every now and then, so that Ye Tian and Lao Dao didn't have to worry about life at all.
After nearly a year of medicinal supplementation and the nourishment of mountain vitality, Ye Tian's appearance has returned to the same as before.
It's just that Ye Tian's hair was caused by an overdose, but there was no way to recover it to its original state, but this year's recuperation also made Ye Tian's previously dull hair become elastic, and the gray, white and black hair was scattered on Ye Tian's shoulders, which added an indescribable elegance.
This year, in addition to cultivating his body and writing scriptures, Ye Tian asked Feng Kuang to buy him a lot of carvings, and usually took a carving knife to ponder when he had nothing to do, and the level of carving has also risen sharply over the past year.
At the small waterfall not far from the Taoist temple, Ye Tian accidentally discovered a yin-yang acupuncture point with excellent feng shui, and in surprise, Ye Tian set up a formation around it, which took more than half a year to nourish five or six feng shui magic tools.
However, the auspicious qi in the eyes of the Yin-Yang acupoint disappeared after it was extracted, which was also the main reason why Ye Tian could not mass-manufacture magic weapons, otherwise he would not have to do anything, just selling magic weapons would keep him safe for a lifetime.
This year's summer vacation and Spring Festival, Yu Qingya spent it at Ye Tian's home and in the Taoist temple on the mountain, bringing Ye Tian a lot of interesting things in school, and also bringing greetings from the dormitory brothers who had been together for more than half a year.
As the linen technique continues to improve, time passes day by day.
He knew that when Master's deadline came, even if he had all kinds of means, he would not be able to stop the old man from leaving him.
But this time Ye Tian was much more indifferent, birth, old age, illness and death were inevitable, he had fulfilled his promise to provide for his master to die, and the linen technique reappeared in the world, which also allowed Lao Dao to fulfill his last wish in this world.
"Master, the six methods of magic are all included in our lineage, including many means of changing one's life against the sky, but they need to be coordinated with the Mai technique, otherwise it will not be able to be used......"
Under the bright light in the Taoist temple, Ye Tian used a brush to write the last word on the bound pages, and on the author of this book that collected the masterpieces of feng shui physiognomy, he left the three words Li Shanyuan.
Seeing that the ideal he had worked so hard to pursue all his life had finally become a reality, Lao Dao was also extremely happy, and he couldn't put it down as he tossed and turned in his hand, smelling the smell of ink that had not yet dried up, and his face showed a look of happiness and satisfaction.
"Huh? Master!"
Looking at the happy old Daoist, the smile on Ye Tian's original face suddenly disappeared one by one, because he saw that at the center of the master's eyebrows, there was a thick black aura, and the rosy lips were also a little blue.
These are all signs of a person's imminent death, Ye Tian was shocked, stood up suddenly, and took the chair under his buttocks backwards.
"What are you panicking about, Xiao Yezi, sit down ......"
Seeing Ye Tian's expression, Lao Dao was as calm as before, and said with a smile: "I can see this book compiled, and I have died for the master, Xiao Yezi, Master wants to thank you......"
"Master......" Ye Tian knelt on his knees and knelt in front of the old Taoist, with a hint of crying in his voice, although he had long known that this day would eventually come, but he still couldn't help but feel sad.
"Fool, since ancient times, even if you are an emperor or a general, or an immortal Taoist, who can not die? Lao Dao I have lived for more than a hundred years, and I am already blessed with deep fortune......"
The old Taoist smiled and touched Ye Tian's hair, as kind as he was when he was a child, "You must keep this general outline of techniques, you must not fall into the hands of treacherous villains, and you must also choose people with good intentions when choosing apprentices in the future......"
The book of techniques held in the hands of the old Taoist was the general outline of the techniques of the lineage of lineage.
Without this general outline, the books on the table would have no effect, and it was the old Taoist who would explain Ye Tian so carefully.
"Yes, Master, I will definitely pass on the linen Taoist tradition......" Ye Tian nodded appraisal.
"This Seven Star Plate Master has also been passed on to you, you stinky boy, you used to click on it when you were a child, right?"
Lao Dao smiled, took out eight palm-sized compasses from his sleeve robe, and then said: "This is the symbol of my linen Taoism, in the future, the lineage of linen will respect you, even if I meet your two senior brothers, they will be ranked behind you in my door.
"I know ......"
Ye Tian understood the meaning of Lao Dao, generally speaking, whether it was the martial arts secrets of the martial arts school or the ancient recipes of the Chinese medicine family, they were all passed down in a single lineage, and only the most direct disciples could be inherited.
The key is that this general outline of techniques is too important, and if it is taken by the petty people, the harm to society is not generally great.
"In my life, after a hundred years, I can get a good disciple to serve in my old age, and I am satisfied......
Go back, it's time to go back, the white clouds are in the sky, the hills come out by themselves, the road is long, the mountains and rivers are between them, the son is not dead, and he can still come back......"
The old Taoist had a smile on his face, and he was reciting a song from which Qin did not know the origin of "Baiyun Yao", his voice went from high to low, and then slowly to silent, but he had already ascended to heaven.
Ye Tian carried Master to the bamboo bed, covered Master's body with a white cloth, endured the pain in his heart, endured the pain in his heart, and walked out of the Taoist temple to notify his father and Feng Kuang and others on his mobile phone.
Feng Kuang and Ye Dongping, who got the news, immediately rushed over from the county seat and BJ, and Feng Kuang, who arrived overnight, brought a group of people to carry the coffin that had been prepared up the mountain and built a mourning hall outside the Taoist temple.
After putting Master's "shedding" into the coffin, Ye Tian wrote a couplet in his hand: "The power of the Tao is profound, it is suitable to suffer from sinking, and the underworld is lonely, so it should be the grace of drawing and drawing. Zhenbao pestle in the maze, all life is taken, jade hair is put in the sea of suffering, all sins are superior, and the disciple Ye Tianfeng is burned."
That night, Ye Tian sat in the mourning hall, reciting the Jade Emperor's Heart Seal Wonderful Sutra, and the Nine Heavens Divine Chapter was for the master to transcend, and the next day, Ye Dongping also came to help Ye Tian deal with the aftermath of the old Taoist.
A week after the old Taoist emerged, Liao Haode, who was in his seventies, also came from the United States, comforted Ye Tian, and donated a donation to rebuild the Taoist temple.
Ye Tian was unwilling to wronged his master, so he performed rituals for his master for seven days and forty-nine days, and finally buried him in a feng shui cave not far from the Taoist temple.
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PS: I like Lao Dao very much, but as the first and last person to know Ye Tian's secret, his ending is already predetermined.
Well, friends who like the old way can be sad, but don't spray me, smash me with the monthly pass recommendation ticket, all continue!
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(End of this chapter)