The monkey that will cross in the journey to the west

Chapter 5 Enlightenment in a quiet way is a wonderful method, and it is difficult to pass on the immortal way in vain.

Zhu Yan carries water and sweeps the floor every day, and in the rest of his time, he recites Taoist scriptures and learns Taoist theories. Before he knows it, he realizes the method of meditation and rejuvenation. The inside and outside are enlightened, and he gradually enters the Taoist realm. He loses his wildness and becomes a fairy monkey.

That Wang Qi became more and more impatient, unable to take advantage of the hardships and fatigue, and wanted to escape down the mountain.

Zhu Yan sat cross-legged on the bed, comprehended himself quietly, kept his mind clear, and contemplated the Taoist classics. Although these are not immortal methods, they are the foundation of Taoism, and they will definitely be useful after learning.

Wang Qi next door made a noise, Zhu Yan ignored it, in the world of Laoshan Taoist priests, this Wang Qi had nothing to learn after all, and his heart was crazy after he got a skill, and in the end he was just looking for the moon in the water and looking for the flowers in the mirror.

After a while, a call came from Zhu Yan's ear, it was Master's Immortal Fa voice transmission, summoning Zhu Yan to go.

Zhu Yan cleaned up his Taoist robes, left the residence, and ran to the side hall, greeting his brothers along the way.

Wang Qi was outside with his burden on his back, and when he saw the senior brothers coming, he threw down his burden and mixed in.

"Meet Master".Zhu Yan and all his senior brothers entered the side hall and bowed down to meet their master.

"Disciples are free of courtesy. Friends are visiting today. On this good day, I call you to come and drink."With a wave of the old Taoist's fly whisk, several sets of futons, melons and fruit fairy wine appeared in the side hall.

A table appeared in front of Zhu Yan, with rare and fresh fruits on it, and a white jade jug flying in the air, pouring fine wine by himself.

Zhu Yan picked up a fruit, opened his mouth and bit it, his eyes lit up suddenly, this fairy fruit was really extraordinary, when he ate it, his lips and teeth were fragrant, and when he swallowed it, his whole body felt comfortable.

Zhu Yan ate and drank the delicious wine, almost showing the appearance of a monkey.

"It's so beautiful on such a beautiful day, why not invite Chang'e to come and dance in the moonlight, wouldn't it be beautiful."Near the old Taoist, a fat Taoist asked the old Taoist for words.

Suddenly Zhu Yan's eyes widened, his mouth was tongue-tied, and he forgot to drink.

Call Chang'e to dance!Zhu Yan was startled.

Chang'e is the fairy in the moon and also a great fairy, whose strength is already extraordinary.

Although she is not the true emperor of Taiyin, she is also a famous person in the heavenly court. How dare ordinary immortals call Chang'e to dance.

Zhu Yan was shocked, and looked at the fat Taoist priest, who was he, who dared to call Chang'e, an ordinary dancer.

All immortals, anyone who reads my real name will definitely have a response.

When this fat Taoist calls Chang'e's real name, he must not be afraid of Chang'e and can look down on her.The identity is extraordinary.

"Good!" The old Taoist nodded, picked up a bamboo chopsticks, and threw it into the bright moon in the sky. The bamboo chopsticks were originally a thread, but they leisurely turned into Chang'e in the moon, beautiful and beautiful.

This Chang'e flew down from the middle of the moon, bowed to the old Taoist, and danced lightly. At this time, the fairy dance in the palace was pleasing to the eye, but something was missing.

The old Taoist seemed to be aware of it, and with a wave of dust, the paintings on the walls of the hall seemed to come to life, turning into fairies, playing drums, zithers, and flutes, and the sounds of immortals lingering in his ears.

In the painting, the goddess Chang'e landed on the ground, accompanied by Chang'e, dancing to music in neon clothes, flying into the sky, and dancing in a fairy-like posture.

Zhu Yan seemed to be in a fairyland, drinking fairy wine from a cup, chewing fairy fruit, with the fairy voice beside him, it was the joy of the gods.

In it, without realizing the time, Chang'e danced, jumped onto the pan, and fluttered into a bamboo chopsticks, and the fairy goddess flew into the painting.

After dancing in neon clothes, the Taoists laughed.

But the fat Taoist said: "I haven't fully enjoyed the wine."

"Oh! Then why don't we move the banquet to the Moon Palace!" The old man brushed his beard with a natural expression.

He swept away the dust and flew away, only drinking in the middle of the month, and his picture was clear and visible.

Zhu Yan was tongue-tied. An ordinary Taoist, how dare he despise Chang'e so much. Zhu Yan really couldn't find out the identity of this Taoist. He didn't know which god he was.

After a long time, the old man came back and said, "Disciples enjoy watching the moon and drinking wine today, are you enjoying yourself?"

"Have fun."The disciples replied.

"Since we are enjoying ourselves, we will have to cut firewood and carry water tomorrow, so go to sleep."The old Taoist waved his whisk to drive away the disciples.

Zhu Yan understands that his master is very powerful, he must be a peerless ancient immortal, if he is his teacher, he will definitely achieve something in the future, Zhu Yan suppressed the excitement in his heart, and went back to his room to rest.

Wang Qi, who was about to leave, rolled his eyes and said to himself: "I can't leave with such immortal skills."

Wang Qi stayed again and continued to cut firewood.

Day after day, time passed, and before he knew it was another month, Wang Qi couldn't stand it anymore, and bid farewell to his master.

"My disciple traveled hundreds of miles, and came to worship the immortal master to learn Taoism. Even if I can't get the magic of immortality, I can learn a little magic, which can comfort my mood of seeking Tao.

It has been two or three months now, but I go out to collect firewood in the morning and come back to sleep at night.My disciples have never experienced such hardship at home."

The old Taoist was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "I said you can't endure hardship, but now it seems that it is true, and I will send you down the mountain tomorrow."

Wang Qi knelt down and said: "Master, I am honored, my disciples have worked hard in chopping firewood on the mountain, and there is hard work without merit. I beg the master to teach me a little magic, and I will not go up the mountain in vain."

The old Taoist frowned, and said for a while, "What spell do you want to learn?"

"I saw that the master walks on weekdays, and the wall can't stop him, so I ask the master to teach me how to walk through the wall."Wang Qi said.

"Come tomorrow and give you spells."Lao Dao agreed to Wang Qi's request.

The next day, when the morning class was over, Zhu Yan came back carrying water, and saw the old Taoist and Wang Qi standing in the monastery.

"Disciple pays homage to master".Zhu Yan saluted respectfully.

"Well, go get busy."The old man said.

Zhu Yan replied, and went straight to water the trees and sweep the leaves.

After a while, Wang Qi learned the spell, overjoyed, took his burden and went down the mountain.

Zhu Yan saluted Wang Qi, but he never saw him, and left excitedly.

"Zhu Yan, you have been on the mountain for two months, but you have some spells to learn."The old Taoist called Zhu Yan to stop.

The thoughts in the mind of the old Taoist, Wang Qi, who originally gave hope, did not cultivate the heart of the Tao, even if he was tempted with the supreme fairy method, he could not keep his heart, and gradually drifted away from the Tao, and his relationship with the Tao was worn away.

On the contrary, this little monkey worked hard every day, made great efforts every day, and had already entered the Taoist realm, with gratifying talents.

"The disciple wants to learn the way of longevity, not to grow old with the sky, and to live forever in the world."When Zhu Yan heard the old Taoist's question, he knelt down and prayed.

"You hozen, you are so greedy, you can settle a wealthy family with one technique, and you can become famous in the world if you find one technique. How could you know that the Tao is like the sky, how can you teach it lightly."The old man scolded angrily.

Zhu Yan fell on the ground and said: "My disciple is a wild monkey born in the mountains and forests. I don't want riches and rich families, and I don't want to be famous in the world. I just want to live forever and be at ease."

"The law should not be taught lightly, and the way should not be given lightly. You choose a technique and learn it well."The old Taoist said to Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan raised his head and saw the old man's face was calm. Zhu Yan couldn't figure out the old man's thoughts, and he didn't know if there were any words in it.

He thought to himself that a bird in the hand is worse than a hundred birds in the forest, so he learned a spell first.

"The disciple wants to learn the master's spells that night, cutting paper into a moon, and finger painting into a spirit."Zhu Yan bowed his head again and begged.

"Sure enough, he is a greedy monkey head. You know, such spells are difficult to practice, difficult to learn and difficult to master."The old Taoist laughed and cursed, explaining the difficulty.

"A disciple is dedicated to the Tao and is not afraid of difficulties."Zhu Yan quickly expressed his heart towards the Tao.

"You hozen, you will regret it in the future, don't look for me, you come."Zhu Yan crawled, knelt and walked in front of the old Taoist, the old Taoist's fingers glowed golden light, and lightly tapped on the center of Zhu Yan's eyebrows.

A piece of fairy art was imprinted in Zhu Yan's sea of ​​consciousness instantly.He flipped through his mind, the name of this spell is to turn things into gods, beginners can cut paper into shadows, young masters can paint into gods, and mastered ones can point to things into shapes, it is truly miraculous.

When Zhu Yan woke up, the old Taoist had disappeared, so Zhu Yan kowtowed to the main hall and said, "My disciple thanks Master for teaching the Dharma."

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