Chapter 119 The Little Fairy Man

Yuchi Gong straightened his waist and said happily: "Be kind to be polite, be polite, you can always take advantage of it. Where did you learn this magical art of ascension? You can tell Master Dao? No, you can tell Xiaodao?" He was really polite.

A man with a shaved beard called himself a path, and Wang Ping'an was amused when he heard it. He said, "I thought of this set of art of ascension to the immortals myself..."

Before he finished speaking, Yuchi Gong shook his head and said, "No, this set of magical skills is definitely not something you can think of, and Tao... Xiaodao can assert that the heart has undergone countless temperings to have this magical skills. Don't joke and deceive Xiaodao!"

Oh, I really have vision, I am worthy of being the founding general of the Tang Dynasty!

The set of ascension techniques that Wang Ping'an practiced were very amazing in the eyes of the people of the Tang Dynasty, just like a sudden lightning flash of lightning illuminating the four fields in the boundless darkness, which was shocking! But for modern people, they can basically be seen in any park, which is actually Tai Chi.

Of course, in modern times, Tai Chi, which ordinary people use to maintain health and improve their health, should be called Tai Chi, which is a method of health preservation, not a martial art used to attract enemies!

In martial arts novels, Tai Chi was created by Zhang Sanfeng, Wudang, but this is just a saying. Zhang Sanfeng should be called a master who summarizes Tai Chi, rather than a real original creator!

Tai Chi is a boxing technique that appeared after thousands of years, studied and sorted by countless people. It had already taken shape as early as the Tang Dynasty, that is, after the era in which Wang Ping'an was located. For example, the famous Taoist priest Xu Xuanping left the boxing technique of "Three Generations and Seven".

But no matter which prototype is hidden in the Taoist sect, it is not passed on outside, but is considered a secret technique. Just like a prescription, it is only passed on to one's family, not to outsiders. It was not until modern times that Tai Chi became popular and entered thousands of households.

When modern people look at Tai Chi, it doesn’t matter. They can often see it, and it doesn’t exist in a stunning way. But in the Tang Dynasty, for a person who is obsessed with alchemy and pursues immortality, if he sees it, if he is not stunning, then this person can only be a false practice of the truth. In fact, he does not believe in Taoism!

Yuchi Gong is superstitious about alchemy and has become superstitious. When he sees Tai Chi, how could he not be astonished? How could he resist learning? If he refuses to learn, then he is not Yuchi Gong!

Seeing that the other party was not easy to fool, Wang Ping'an had to say, "Well, it was not what I thought of. I saw it from a book!" He was teasing his brain and wondered which book he should have seen it from?

Sure enough, Yuchi Gong asked, "Which book is it? Tell me quickly, and you should read the Tao too!"

Wang Ping'an thought for a long time and had to say, "That book is something I have before, it's a ragged one. It seems to have been a few years, it's a handwritten copy!"

Yuchi Gong's appetite was full of sniff, and he shouted: "This kind of immortal book treasure scripture is naturally a handwritten copy. Can it be printed in woodblocks? Everyone has one! What about that book? Can it be in your house now? Let's go to your house now and show it to me!"

Wang Ping'an grinned. The "small path" was really anxious. He said, "Because that book is too broken, I don't know where it came from, so I didn't take it seriously. So whenever I squatted in the thatched cottage, I would take it out and take it. It usually is placed in the thatched cottage!"

After hearing this, Yuchi Gong was stunned, then stamped his feet and said angrily: "You actually put the Immortal Book and Treasure Sutra in the toilet. It's a waste of resources and your sins are unforgivable! Okay, no matter where you put it, go find it quickly. Master Dao wants to see it!" He was excited and called himself Master Dao again, instead of calling himself a little Tao.

This lie is really not easy to be perfect. I met someone who is serious! Wang Ping'an had to bite the bullet and said, "Whenever I squat in the cottage, I will read this book. After squatting, I will pull off the pages I have read, wipe... wipe my butt, and I have used up a long time ago!"

Yuchi Gong's voice said in a naughty voice, but he couldn't breathe, his body shook and he sat down to the ground!

Wang Ping'an was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to help him, saying, "Sir, don't be so sad. Although the book has been wiped, I remember the contents and can be written for you!"

"You, do you really remember? OK, then write it out for me quickly!" Yuchi Gong was supported by him, stood up and kept urging him.

Wang Ping'an couldn't, so he had to walk to the table and sit down, took the paper and pen, and wrote the Tai Chi moves! After writing, he suddenly thought that in order to win the trust and make the books spread quickly, he often assumed that it was someone's remains. It would be better for me to pretend to be a celebrity, just say that this set of boxing was written by gods and immortals, just like the form of Hua Tuo's suicide note.

After writing the boxing book, he said, "I still remember the name of the person who wrote the book. It seems to be Ge San, not, that word is next to Sandou Water..."

"Ge Hong? Could it be the treasure scripture left by the little fairy man?" Yuchi Gong shouted loudly, buzzing Wang Ping'an's ear drum!

Yuchi Gong was so excited. How could he not know Ge Hong’s name? He was a great Taoist scholar, great alchemist, and great medical scientist in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. He was called the Little Immortal Weng by the world and was one of the people most admired by all Taoist practitioners!

Ge Hong was a figure in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. If he mentioned his name alone, many people might not know it, but if he mentioned his works, more people would know it. The famous medical book "Emergency Preparation for Elbows" was written by him. Maybe many people still don't understand this book, but when it comes to smallpox, they should be familiar with it. Who first described this disease in the world? It is Ge Hong!

The descriptions of smallpox, scrub typhus, beriberi and chiggers in "Ereedy Prescriptions for Elbows" are the first to be found, especially the advocacy of the use of rabies brain tissue to treat rabies, which is considered to be the introductory germ of Chinese immune thinking.

Such an amazing figure, the manuscript suicide note written by Wang Ping'an was torn to pieces while squatting in the thatched cottage. This was simply a crime against Taoism. It was a heinous crime. It should have been cut into pieces and crushed bones and ashes!

Yuchi Gong snatched the boxing script and looked carefully! Suddenly, he burst into tears, stomped his feet and beat his chest, and shouted: "Oh my God, forgive me, why did I come to Xuzhou? I actually destroyed the treasure scriptures of the gods in the toilet! Oh my God, please drop a lightning bolt quickly and kill me to death!"

He pointed at Wang Ping'an and shouted, "Slay you little beast to death first. What have you done? You're going to commit evil!"

Wang Ping'an took a deep breath, looked at Yuchi Gong's appearance, and thought to himself: "It's okay, it's okay, he didn't come up to bite me!"

He swallowed his saliva and said, "I'm not to be hiding the immortals. When I was a child, I always dreamed that I was teaching me medical skills and taught me how to ascend to the immortals. The book in my family also came out for no reason. I didn't have this book at all! Moreover, when I was reading this book, there seemed to be a voice telling me that it would be ruined after reading it..."

"Are you saying that Xiaoxianweng asked you for a dream?" Yuchi Gong stopped crying. He cried so hard that he burst into tears and snot, looking quite embarrassed.

Wang Ping'an scratched his head and said, "I don't know if he is a little fairy man. He looks thin, white-haired, white-bearded, wearing wide clothes, and a tall hat... Is he the little fairy man?"

Yuchi Gong's eyes shone and he said loudly: "No, not bad, he is the little fairy man! He has been a Guannei Hou, so he has a high hat! Yes, that's right!"

It is quite amazing to be a Taoist priest who can become a Guanneihou! Wang Ping'an naturally knew about Ge Hong's deeds, but he still pretended to be surprised and said, "It turns out that the white-bearded father-in-law is the little fairy man. All my medical skills are taught by him!"

"You are actually Xiaoxianweng's dream disciple!" Yuchi Gong shouted.

All unreasonable things become reasonable after this sentence! For modern people, dream-taking is a bit too mysterious, but for ancient people, it is very reasonable, and almost everyone believes this, no one doubts!

Yuchi Gong murmured to himself, "No wonder, no wonder. I have always wondered, why do you know so much at such a young age? It turns out that you were inspired by the little fairy. No wonder it is so great, and you also know how to use labor for relief. I can't even think of such a thing, and the old loaches in the capital can't think of it, but you can say it. It turns out that this is the will of the gods..."

He hugged Wang Ping'an suddenly and shouted, "This is God's will, this is God's blessing to the Tang Dynasty through your hands! I want to report this to the court. Please reward the emperor with you. This is different from disaster relief. You are a fairy child!"

"I, I just had a dream!" Wang Ping'an thought to himself, I'm not a young man anymore, I'm not a boy anymore!

Yuchi Gong said he would do it as soon as he did it. He picked up the paper and pen and wrote, "This set of art of ascension to the immortals should be reported, so that the emperor and the old man should practice it too. Well, the prince should practice it too. His body has always been weak. After practicing the art of ascension to the immortals, even if he can't become a god, his body will definitely get better!"

He looked up at Wang Ping'an and said, "The prince is gentle in character. When you meet him in the future, he will definitely like you!" He acted quickly, wrote a memorial, sealed it up again, called a follower, and sent it out immediately tomorrow morning, and the Tai Chi score is also included.

Yuchi Gong was very excited and stopped sleeping. He pulled Wang Ping'an and said, "Let's start practicing the art of ascension to the immortals now. Teach me quickly. Xiaodao is really not anxious!" He originally called Xiaodao, but he was a little embarrassed, but since he learned that Wang Ping'an was the dream disciple of Xiaoxianweng, the word Xiaodao became smooth!

Wang Ping'an shook his head and said, "Immortal, you can't practice this set of immortal ascension art now!"

Yuchi Gong was stunned and asked, "Why?"

Wang Ping'an sighed and said, "Your feet have the punishment for you. Although the little immortal man pretended to be my hand and passed on the art of ascension, you can't practice the art of ascension with punishment. That's disrespectful to the Taoist!"

Yuchi Gong's face turned red and he was so anxious that he grabbed his beard and said, "That's right, this is difficult to deal with!"

Wang Ping'an said again: "But then again, since God lets you see the art of ascension, it means that Daojun has forgiven you. If he still blames you for thinking about women, why would you get the art of ascension? I'm talking about this principle?"

"That's right, that's the reason!" Yuchi Gong nodded.

Wang Ping'an smiled and said, "Actually, Xiaoxianweng had already expected this situation. Someone had made such a mistake like you before. He thought of women when meditating, so there was a solution!"
Chapter completed!