But they say that time for monks passes very quickly. Jiang Ziya and Shen Gongbao hurried up to Kunlun Mountain. Five or six years have passed. Qingxu woke up from sedation again and counted with his fingers. He knew that five or six years had passed. Yun Xiang flew towards Chao Ge and wanted to take Song Tianqi back to the mountains to practice.
Qingxu rode the clouds with a gust of wind and lightning and arrived at the small village where Chaoge Songjiazhuang was located. Qingxu lowered the auspicious clouds and walked towards Songjiazhuang. In order to avoid causing unnecessary trouble, Qingxu came to Songjiazhuang invisibly, found Song Yiren, and showed up.
Song Yiren was cleaning up the accounts at this time when he saw Taoist Lord Qingxu suddenly appear in front of him. He was so surprised that he almost bit off his tongue and stammered: "The immortal is here."
Qingxu nodded and said: "The master of Song Village, Pindao, came to take Tianqi away to practice Taoism in Wangwu Mountain."
Song Yiren asked: "Are you leaving now?"
Qingxu chuckled and said: "It doesn't have to be just a matter of time. This time we say goodbye. Your father and son may never have the chance to see each other again in their lifetime. If you have any questions, tell Tianqi today. Tomorrow, Pindao will take Tianqi away."
Although Song Yiren had already thought of everything Qingxu said, he still felt distressed when he heard it in Qingxu's own words. However, he thought that although he might not be able to see Tianqi again in the future, it was rare for Tianqi to meet such a strange fate, but he couldn't help but feel sad. Tianqi felt happy. He hurriedly called his servants to arrange a place for Qingxu and walked towards the inner house.
Song Yiren came to the inner house and saw Song Tianqi playing in the garden. His wife was holding the infant son she gave birth to years ago and quietly looked at Tianqi, who was playing in the garden, with bursts of love and care in her eyes.
As the saying goes, a son is a mother's sweetheart. After Song Yiren came to sit in front of his wife, he didn't know how to speak. Ms. Song was a careful person and realized that her husband was a little different today and seemed to have something to say to her.
Mrs. Song handed her infant son to the wet nurse, looked at Song Yiren and said, "Husband, you and I have been inseparable since we got married. We have never had any quarrels. If you have anything to say, please just say it. No need to be embarrassed. We will bear the burden together."
Song Yiren hesitated and said, "Immortal Master Qingxu has arrived and is in the garden next door."
When Mrs. Song heard this, she was stunned and broke the tea cup in her hand. Asked: "Are you leaving now?"
Song Yiren said: "Master Immortal said that if we leave tomorrow, if we have anything to say, we will explain it clearly to Tianqi today."
"Then can I still see Tianqi in the future?"
"The Immortal Master said that one retreat may take hundreds of years to cultivate immortality. We are afraid..."
After hearing this, Mrs. Song was silent for a moment and called to Song Tianqi who was playing: "Tianqi, come to mother."
Song Tianqi, who was playing happily, heard his mother calling him, so he walked up to Mrs. Song and said, "Mother, why did you call me here?"
Mrs. Song picked up the handkerchief in her hand and wiped away the sweat on Song Tianqi's face and said, "Tianqi, you have to take care of yourself when your parents are no longer around you and don't let your mother worry."
Song Tianqi asked: "Mom, are you and your father going on a long trip? Can't you take Tianqi with you?"
Mrs. Song said with a smile: "It's not that my parents are going away, but Tianqi, you are leaving. Remember what your parents once told you that there is a great immortal who wants to accept you as his disciple. Now that immortal When you grow up, he will take you to practice and learn skills."
"Is the teacher here? Mom, take me to see the teacher quickly. I want the teacher to teach me many skills. When I grow up, I will be filial to my father and mother, so that my father and mother can live a better life."
Mrs. Song said to Song Yiren: "Husband, take Tianqi to see the immortal master. You don't have to come and say goodbye to me in a while." After that, she took her youngest son and walked into the house. Although Mrs. Song said decisively, she couldn't help but shed tears after waiting in the back room. The wet nurse looked at Mrs. Song and said, "Since Madam doesn't want the young master to leave, she should keep the young master for a while longer."
Mrs. Song wiped away her tears and said: "How could the Immortal Master be so noble and live here for a long time? And even if the Immortal Master is willing to condescend to stay with us for a while, he still has to leave. It is better to leave early to avoid being sad."
Song Yiren took Song Tianqi to the courtyard where Qingxu lived and shouted at the door: "The immortal master Song and his son Tianqi are here to pay homage to the immortal master."
Everything that happened in Songjiazhuang just now was seen by Qingxu. When Song Yiren brought Song Tianqi to the door, he already knew that when he heard Song Yiren's invitation, he waved his hand and opened the door and said, "Come in."
After Song Yiren brought Song Tianqi in, he said to Song Tianqi: "Tianqi doesn't want to pay his respects to the immortal master soon."
Song Tianqi curiously glanced at Qingxu, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, and kowtowed: "Disciple Song Tianqi pays homage to the teacher." After saying that, he kowtowed nine times.
Qingxu smiled and said: "You are considered to have joined my Wangwushan lineage now. You will officially join the family after you return to Wangwushan and pay homage to the ancestor." Then he said to Song Yiren: "You have really decided to let Pindao lead you today. Tianqi leaves?"
Song Yiren was not surprised how Qingxu knew what he and his wife said. In his opinion, Qingxu had great supernatural powers and was omniscient, so he said: "Yes. Disciple, a seven-foot man is not as open as his wife." He turned around and picked him up. Song Tianqi said: "When Tianqi arrives at Wangwu Mountain, he must study hard and not let it go to waste. Do you understand?"
"I know daddy, I will definitely study hard what the teacher gives me when I get to the mountain. Dad wants to tell mom that I will work hard to learn everything the teacher teaches, and then I will go down the mountain to see dad and mom."
Song Yi said in response to Tianqi's words that he should practice well and return home as soon as possible. But he was thinking in his heart: "Immortal Master Qingxu was the teacher of the Three Emperors in ancient times. I don't know how many years he has lived before this. The knowledge he possesses is so vast. How could you possibly use the Immortal Master's things in just a few years?" Completion."
Qingxu saw that the father and son had finished talking, so he dragged Song Tianqi to the courtyard and said, "Master Songzhuang, Pindao, bids farewell." After saying that, he saw an auspicious cloud rising from Qingxu's feet and slowly rising into the sky. Then it flew away into the distance and disappeared in a moment.
Song Tianqi was only six or seven years old at this time. Although he was a little sad about the separation from his parents, as the master flew in the sky and looked at the beautiful scenery he had never seen before and the colorful auspicious clouds under his feet, the child's character emerged. He would touch the auspicious clouds under his feet and shout at the birds flying around him.
How quickly Qingxu Xiangyun arrived at the Qingguan on Wangwu Mountain and handed Song Tianqi to Bai Ling who came to greet him. He said, "Bai Ling, this is my new disciple Song Tianqi. You take him down to stay first." ." Then he said to Song Tianqi: "You are a little tired today, so take a rest and worship the ancestor tomorrow."
Bai Ling and Song Tianqi agreed and went down. Seeing that they had left, Qingxu also turned around and entered the quiet room.