Chapter 633: Tracing the Roots

This middle-aged Taoist priest, who is about forty years old, calls himself Taoist name "Qingxuan" and wants to invite Zhou Rui to have a chat.

Zhou Rui was curious about the origin of "Six Qigong". Although he felt that it was probably an error, he did not refuse.

Taoist Priest Qingxuan led a few people to a side hall. It was not the kind of private practice place that Zhou Rui imagined. It was an exclusive place of practice independent of the scenic area. It was just a room on the side of the main building, and there was only one place where tourists kowtowed from outside. Chinese style partition wall.

There is a sign at the door saying "Non-staff members are not allowed to enter."

It wasn't a soft cloud bed inside, but a few desks. When I came in, I saw a young Taoist priest scrolling through his mobile phone.

"Senior brother! What are you doing?"

Taoist Master Qingxuan: "This layman is a destined person. Let's talk about something."

The young Taoist priest understood instantly and didn't ask any more questions. He walked out with his cell phone: "I just checked Weibo. Master Zhou has come to our Qingcheng Mountain. I'll go look for him."

Taoist Master Qingxuan may not be online often, so why does "Master Zhou" think he is a fellow Taoist?

I wonder where the Taoist priest is so arrogant, claiming to be the leader

Zhou Rui, Han Ziyin, and Li Wenqian looked at each other with strange eyes, while the two girls suppressed their smiles.

When he passed Zhou Rui, the young Taoist glanced at him.

I thought to myself that this "Youyuan man" was really dressed up and even wore sunglasses indoors.

Then he left the two girls behind and said with emotion, "It's great to have Yuan."

After the young Taoist priest left, Zhou Rui coughed lightly and went straight to the topic: "Taoist priest, what was the 'Six Breath Skill' you mentioned just now?"

Taoist Priest Qingxuan said: "Yes, yes, that's right. Qingcheng Mountain is a Taoist scenic spot with a long history. It is related to many historical figures and historical facts. In the past few years, I have been perfecting the "Qingcheng Mountain Gate Record"."

Zhou Rui asked doubtfully: ""Qingcheng Mountain Gate Records"? Is it some famous book?"

"That's not true. I wrote it myself and wanted to have a chance to publish it."

As he spoke, he pulled out a bound book on A4 paper from the cabinet on his desk. Zhou Rui clearly saw that it read "Qingcheng Mountain Gate Record" on it.

Author: Liu Wei.

Hmm. Very reasonable.

His common name is Liu Wei, his Taoist name is Qingxuan, and he seems to have the dream of writing a book.

"I have looked up a lot of information in the past few years, and I just remembered when I looked back that I had no impression of the 'Six Qigong', but I have heard of the 'Six Breath Kung'. It is a martial art belonging to the Shanzi Sect of the Quanzhen Longmen Sect. But it has been lost.”

"In this Shanzi Sect, the Dharma lineage has been severed, and the Dharma artifacts, seals, and genealogy records have all been lost. Can you tell me what the 'Six Qigong' is all about?"

Zhou Rui thought he was here to talk about something secret, but he didn't expect that this person wanted to collect information for his book.

However, the story of the wild Taoist priest going down the mountain to save the country is not something that cannot be told. On the contrary, more people should know it, so Zhou Rui told what he knew.

But the identity of Mr. Mi was not stated, saying that the elders in the family had participated in that period of history.

As soon as Taoist Master Qingxuan listened to the beginning, he felt very interested. This kind of story with historical events and feelings of family and country is the most suitable to be written into his "Qingcheng Mountain Gate Record"!

The Taoist priest descends the mountain, what a romantic story! No. Not a story, but actual history.

Taoist Priest Qingxuan walked around and said:

"Where did the elder in your family meet that senior?"

Zhou Rui recalled it and said, "It should be around Hunan Province."

Taoist Priest Qingxuan was a little embarrassed. Xiang Province sounded difficult to relate to Qingcheng Mountain.

"Wait a moment while I check the information."

He turned on the computer, took out his reading glasses, and checked for a long time.

"I'm showing you here that the last descendant of the Shanzi Sect is called Zhuang Shirong in layman's name, and his Taoist name is Yunzhong. Did the Taoist friend that the elders of your family met leave a name? His ancestral home is fine too."

Zhou Rui shook his head regretfully.

He asked Old Man Mi, but Old Man Mi didn't know either. The wild Taoist priest always claimed to be a man with no roots in the mountains. He said that he had no name and no surname. He only stayed in Old Man Mi's company for a few months and unfortunately died.

Taoist Master Qingxuan was itching. If the deeds of this fellow Taoist could be included in the "Qingcheng Mountain Gate Record", then the entire context of the book would become particularly "realistic" and have a beginning and an end.

It lasted from the Eastern Han Dynasty to the Anti-Japanese War and is extremely legendary.

"I vaguely heard the master say that Shanzimen's Dharma lineage was cut off due to the war. Where did you see it?"

"The surname Zhuang is a popular surname around here. There are many natural villages where most people have the surname Zhuang. I want to think of a way, think of a way."

Zhou Rui originally thought that the Taoist priest would be more concerned about what the "Six Qigong" was, but apparently he was overthinking it.

This Taoist priest pays more attention to his "works", and he has a more sincere character. He wants to connect the two lines together instead of just making them up.

"I'm from the local area. I'll go back and inquire about it. Maybe I can make some progress. Can I visit the elder in your family?"

This is about going to collect the scenery.

Zhou Rui decisively refused.

"Then there's no need. Unless it's really confirmed that the wild Taoist priest comes from Qingcheng Mountain, it's better not to disturb the old man. I've told you everything you need to say."

"Then leave your contact information. If there is any progress, I will contact you in time."

Zhou Rui nodded and gave his phone number.

"Your name?"

"My surname is Lu and my given name is Xu Bo."

Zhou Rui is holding on to a glimmer of possibility. If Qingxuan can really help the wild Taoist trace his roots in the future, it will be a good thing.

On the way back to the hotel, Zhou Rui called "Fifty-year-old Xiao Liu" from Hongqi Village and transferred the call to Old Man Mi.

He told him about what happened during the day, but Old Man Mi didn't care too much.

"The wild Taoist priest couldn't be from Sichuan Province. His accent was wrong. Six Qigong. Six Breathing. It might be a coincidence."

Zhou Rui said: "I didn't hold much hope, but we just happened to meet and chatted for a while. By the way, where is he buried?"

Old Man Mi sighed: "When we moved our positions, we were killed by landmines on the battlefield. There was really no way to collect them. When we went back, it had been several months. He was buried on the battlefield, probably in Hengyang. The fighting there was fierce back then."

Old Man Mi changed his tone to a relaxed one: "Let's not talk about these. What have you been busy with recently? I heard from Xiao Liu that you speak on the Internet every day. What do you say? ”

Zhou Rui smiled: "It's just some daily life."

With the support of the system, the radiation range is getting wider and wider, and even people in Hongqi Village know about it.

"It's quite leisurely. Come to Hongqi Village when you have time."

Zhou Rui: "I'm not leisurely. I've been working hard and busy helping you earn badges."

Old Mi immediately understood what Zhou Rui meant and changed his words: "Then don't come, work hard!"

Zhou Rui: "There will be time, maybe I will go and see in the second half of the year, and then you can get me a cured pig's head."

"Okay, I'll prepare it for you early, that thing can be stored, I'll buy you the biggest pig's head!"

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