Where the wind chimes sound, there is a god

Chapter 5 Farewell Day

Tingyu Pavilion is located on Xishui Street, the southernmost of the twelve streets in Jincheng West Block. It faces south and is opposite to Li's Study across the street.

A plaque with "Tingyu Pavilion" hangs on the front door. There are two main doors and four inner rooms. The main hall has been restored into an umbrella shop by the diligent senior brother. Unfinished umbrellas are hung on the walls, and seven or eight new umbrellas that are 90% finished are tied in the hollow with ropes. The colorful umbrellas are opened, making it seem like you are in an umbrella street.

Two of the four inner rooms were used for living and resting, and now that the master was gone, they had not been vacated for other uses. One was a living room for dining, and the other was used to store some important umbrella-making tools.

Then there is a small corridor about ten feet long under the eaves, where you can shelter from the rain or drink tea, listen to the rain and do other elegant things. There are persimmon trees planted on the left and right sides of the yard. The branches and leaves of the grafted persimmon trees are taller than the wall. Every autumn, golden persimmons always fall inexplicably in the next yard.

A kitchen was built on the east side, a toilet on the right, a vegetable garden on the east side, and bamboo on the west side. The family had no habit of keeping cats or dogs, and could not raise chickens or ducks either, so they built a small hut in the remaining space to store miscellaneous items, and there were two or three domestic snakes in it.

The courtyard is paved with bluestone bricks, so it won't be muddy even on rainy days. Such a big house will belong to him alone in the future.

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On the first day of March in the Bingyin year of the 466th year of the Great Jin Dynasty, on the busy bluestone brick road of Xishui Street, two teams of fine horses pulled a carriage with a small red flowing flag hanging on the top. In the carriage sat a middle-aged servant who held the whip and the reins to restrain the horse's feet, then he jumped off the carriage nimbly.

When passers-by saw this kind of carriage, they knew that most of the people sitting inside were people of prominent backgrounds, so they spontaneously made way for it.

The driver went to a roadside stall and bowed to an old woman selling handkerchiefs, saying, "Excuse me, ma'am, do you know where the Tingyu Pavilion, which sells umbrellas on Xishui Street, is located?"

The old woman smiled and stood up and said, "I know, I know. Go ahead a little further, less than a hundred feet, and there is a plaque hanging above a house on the south side of the street. It will be very easy to find."

The driver looked in the direction the old woman pointed and said with a smile, "Thank you, ma'am!"

He then mounted his horse and drove the carriage forward.

As the carriage left, a man selling tea on the roadside came up to join in the fun and asked, "Are you here to see Master Wang?"

The old woman was also curious and said, "I don't know. But it's probably a good thing."

"Oh? You can also read faces? How do you know it is definitely a good thing? How can it not be an enemy coming to your house?" the man asked with a smile.

"Are you still so polite to ask for directions when you go to find your enemy? In my opinion, the two little apprentices of Master Wang are going to have a good life." The old woman shook her head and said with a smile.

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In front of Tingyu Pavilion, the double-leaf carved wooden door was closed, but it was not locked and could be opened with a push.

The driver drove the carriage to the place, dismounted and said respectfully: "Protector, we have arrived at Tingyu Pavilion."

"Well, let's go down and have a look."

A steady and heavy voice was heard, and the curtain of the carriage was opened by the coachman. A middle-aged man in a dark red robe and a long black beard walked out from it. His eyes were shining and he looked majestic and solemn.

The coachman stepped forward and knocked on the door before him. The banging sound startled the people in the house.

Then there were footsteps, and a young boy's voice, young and tender, but with a hint of magnetism, was heard: "I'm sorry, we haven't opened yet."

The door was opened, and a handsome young man with hairpins in his hair walked out. He looked up at the two men and felt that they were extraordinary. He added, "My family is in mourning because of the death of a loved one. Please forgive me, sir!"

"Sir, we are not here to buy an umbrella."

The driver smiled and pointed his hand behind him, saying, "This is Zhang Huaichen, the Dharma Protector of the Jincheng Branch of the Thunderbolt Hall. He is here to see Li Yunhuai."

Upon hearing this, Chen Beimo hurried forward and saluted, saying, "Junior Chen Beimo, second disciple of Master Wang, greets Dharma Protector Zhang. You have come from afar, and my two brothers and I did not come to greet you in person. Please forgive us for being rude."

Zhang Huaichen looked at the pale-faced young man in front of him and said with a smile, "So you are Brother Wang's second disciple, not bad, not bad."

Li Yunhuai in the room heard the voice and put down his work. He hurried out, clasped his fists and bowed, saying, "Junior Li Yunhuai greets the Dharma Protector."

"Yun Huai, I heard from your master that you have a very good physique and are a rare talent for martial arts." Zhang Huaichen stroked his beard and laughed, "Have you really made up your mind to learn martial arts?
You should know that you are already past the age of twenty, and if you continue to practice martial arts, you will be slower than many others, and you will have to endure more hardships."

Li Yunhuai said hurriedly: "I am devoted to martial arts and my heart is devoted to the martial arts world. I can endure any hardship."

"Well, since you have this intention, and I owe your master a favor, I will take you into the martial arts world. Let's go in and take a look at my old house."

"Yes, senior, please come in."

Li Yunhuai became excited and led the two of them into the house. This scene was also seen by passers-by and neighbors on the street. When they heard that it was a martial arts figure as big as Pili Hall, they were shocked and secretly looked at Tingyu Pavilion.

Inside the pavilion, Li Yunhuai accompanied the two of them in viewing the pavilion, while Chen Beimo went to the kitchen to get a teacup, poured in some old tea leaves, and brought it out.

In ancient times, it was okay for ordinary families, but those with a certain status or who were educated attached great importance to etiquette, words and deeds. Even those in the martial arts world who were as ambitious as the wind had to be careful.

When he came with the fragrant tea, a group of three people just arrived at the backyard. He was about to serve the tea when he saw Zhang Huaichen's ears move. Suddenly, his figure came to the bamboo beside the wall like a ghost in the blink of an eye. He stretched out one hand like a palm, with a whistling sound, and reached into the bamboo and grabbed a bamboo green snake.

"You have quite a few insects and snakes in your yard."

Zhuyeqing was pinched by him at seven inches and twisted its body weakly. Protector Zhang looked at the two of them with a smile.

Li Yunhuai looked embarrassed, and said with a smile: "Don't blame me, senior, they are all domesticated."

"Oh? So, all of Brother Wang's skills were passed on to your junior brother?" Protector Zhang turned to look at Chen Beimo, and after a few breaths of scrutiny, he said, "It's a pity that he is suffering from illness and cannot learn the positive energy of my Thunderbolt Hall. Otherwise, it would be very useful to have him as a disciple."

Chen Beimo was shocked by the ghostly movement just now. So this was a martial artist with internal strength? His figure was as fast as the wind, and this move was definitely not something that three or five ordinary people could resist.

He stepped forward and held the cup with both hands and said, "Senior, please have some tea."

Zhang Hufa took the teacup, looked at the huge courtyard, and said, "Such a large house is indeed difficult to defend with only the two of you brothers. No wonder you want to join my Thunderbolt Hall. But you must remember that you can get protection by joining my Thunderbolt Hall, but my Thunderbolt Hall is only the second largest sect in Guangnan Province. Not to mention the world, there are countless masters in the martial arts world of Dajin alone.

You should be cautious, modest and humble, so that you can go further in this martial arts world."

"Yes, I will keep it in mind." Li Yunhuai saluted solemnly.

"Now that you have joined my Thunderbolt Hall, naturally no one will dare to plot against your house openly, but you still need to be careful behind the scenes."

Zhang Huaichen added: "There have been traces of the Demon Cult in Guangnan Wulin recently. You must be careful. I think your house is a good base for the Demon Cult monsters."

Li Yunhuai's face turned pale, afraid of scaring him. Zhang Hufa smiled and said, "Don't be so nervous. The world is so big, I just said it casually. Jincheng has several guardians from my hall, all of whom are second-rate masters. The demon sect dare not show up blatantly."

After hearing this, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief. Then Li Yunhuai began to pack his bag. The things he was going to take away had already been packed. In just a quarter of an hour, Li Yunhuai was seen carrying a three-foot-long package on his back, which was taken by the coachman and placed on the carriage.

Dharma Protector Zhang also said, "It's getting late, we should set off. If you have anything else to say, please tell me."

Having said that, he and the coachman went out first.

In the blink of an eye, the brothers who had lived together for sixteen years were about to part. Li Yunhuai was worried. He took out two pigeon egg-sized gold balls from his chest and whispered, "Brother, these are two pieces of gold left by the master. They should be able to be exchanged for more than thirty or forty taels of silver. There are also five taels of loose silver in the inner room for daily expenses. This is our family fortune, you must take good care of it."

"Brother, you should take this with you. How can you travel the world without money?" Chen Beimo was stunned. This was probably all the assets of Tingyu Pavilion.

"No problem. How can a gangster be short of money? Junior brother, you must be careful when you are alone. Don't show off your wealth. If you are short of money, go to Aunt Shen and exchange it for gold or ask her for it.

Remember, never trust others easily! "

"Yes, senior brother, I remember it." Chen Beimo nodded heavily.

He walked out the door, and Chen Beimo followed behind him. One of the brothers stood beside the carriage on the long street, about to go to the world of martial arts, while the other stood by the door to guard the ancestral property.

"Junior brother, take care of yourself!"

As Li Yunhuai was getting on the carriage, he suddenly turned around and waved his hand at him, saying, "Brother, wait for me to become famous all over the world. When I come back, tell me who bullied you!"

Chen Beimo's eyes were slightly hot, and he smiled and said, "As long as Senior Brother is safe, I will guard the home that Master gave us!"

Li Yunhuai smiled with his lips wide open, waved his hand and got on the carriage. The driver pulled the reins and the two horses made a "clacking" sound as they stepped on the bluestone road. Facing the bright sunshine at almost noon, they left the noisy and ordinary long street and drove towards the ever-changing and exciting world of mortals.

Seeing the carriage going away on the street, the eldest daughter-in-law of the Third Granny's family, who was now free, smiled and said, "Ermo, has your senior brother been favored by a master?"

"Oh, my senior brother was said by that big shot to have a good physique and is a good candidate for martial arts. The one who just came was Zhang the Dharma Protector of the Thunderbolt Hall, who said he wanted to personally accept my senior brother as his apprentice. I'm afraid that in a few years, my senior brother will also be a great hero!"

Chen Beimo replied loudly without any modesty that this was his amulet for a period of time, it had no direct force, but it could deter people with ulterior motives from a distance.

This could be heard by several families around. Some of the customers eating noodles were neighbors and acquaintances, and some of them even praised his senior brother.

These days, street gossip is the most useful. If so many people know about it, there is no need to worry about it not getting to the eyes of those who are interested.

Chen Beimo closed the two doors, locked them, and then turned back to the backyard.

The huge house was lonely with only him at this moment. From time to time, the sounds of chickens or ducks clucking from the neighboring courtyard were mixed with the chatter of the family.

On both sides were ordinary and trivial houses, and in the middle was a quiet and cold courtyard. The courtyard was raised to a height of two meters, so there was no risk of being peeped by neighbors, and he called out several snakes to move around freely.

The houses of the wealthy families that used to live here have been demolished by 50% to 60% and only the Tingyu Pavilion remains. It is a very apt description to describe it as a large and deep courtyard.

Chen Beimo stood up, put down the umbrella-making tools in his hand, dug a one-foot-deep hole under the bamboo that was about ten feet wide, wrapped the two balls of gold in oil paper and buried them. It is not safe to keep gold in the house, as thieves can easily find it out by searching.

It is buried in the yard and there is a snake guarding it. It is in such a large house. In the previous life, this yard was more than 400 square meters. You can dig the soil bit by bit.

After dealing with the family property, he went up to the attic and took out the secret book from the cloth bag, and also took out a medical book bought from Li's study opposite. Both books were spread out on the ground. Chen Beimo took a piece of cloth shirt and spread it beside the well, then sat down cross-legged.

He didn't want to dirty his clothes, or he wouldn't be able to wash them properly. He would have to do all the work by himself when there was no one at home. He had to wash his clothes himself!
He was not a cultivator who was detached from the world, but just an ordinary citizen of the Jin Dynasty.

By comparing with medical books and mainly relying on secret teachings, Chen Beimo began to look for the mystery of this ancient method.

The book said that the first level of cultivation was to be in the environment of sunny water in mountains, rivers and swamps and yin water in the rain-fallen muddy water. He also had mountains, rivers and swamps. The Yunzhu Mountain, 800 miles outside the city, plus the mountain border connected to the Miao people, was at least a thousand miles long, and it was a well-deserved mountain. Jincheng also had a big river, named Ying River, which was dozens of feet wide at its widest point. It passed through the Wu State in the south, to Guangnan Province in the Jin Dynasty, then to Feng State, and entered the sea through Qi State. It was naturally considered a big river.

According to his understanding, the water that falls into the mud after rain does not necessarily mean it is a rainy day, but rather small streams that are the opposite of big rivers and streams, and the water in the well at home is the most suitable.

This Tianhe Yuling Kanshui Sutra emphasizes the external practice environment and the state of mind of the person practicing the method, and pays more attention to the mutual assistance and adjustment of yin and yang to form Kan.

If a woman practices this method, she must first focus on the Yang water environment, while for a man it is just the opposite.

The book also contains more than ten acupoints for regulating qi, as well as methods for regulating qi and visualization, almost doing two things at once.

Chen Beimo memorized the technique and familiarized himself with the acupuncture point diagram in the medical book before he closed his eyes and began to practice Qi.

The air enters through the nose, moves to the lungs, sinks to Zigong, then to Yutang, Bulang, Qimen, turns to Tonggu, Zhongwan, then rises to Tianshu, Daheng, and falls into Wailing...

When the Qi circulates through the body, one also needs to visualize the water in the yin in one's mind. There is no fixed thing and it depends on the person.

Chen Beimo failed more than ten times in a row, and finally he felt a little energy and went one-third of the way. In his mind, he thought of the simplest idea of ​​water in a well, which sank into the ground. The sky is Qian, which is yang, and the earth is Kun, which is yin. The well connects the earth and rocks and falls into the Kun position. Water is conceived in the Yin, and the water becomes yin and dark.

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