Chapter 3214 Shen Tianyu 614

Hearing Jing Hong's sour and cynical tone, Yuan Jinzhi's worry turned to joy.

Master Mao and Master Dugu Cheng learned different things, so their martial arts techniques were naturally different.

If Tianyu could become the top of the ten greatest martial arts masters in the world in the future, his skills would naturally be outstanding, and there would be no need to worry about him getting injured every day. But if that were the case, the burden on his shoulders would probably be even heavier.

Yuan Jin sighed inwardly.

You can't have your cake and eat it too.

Yuan Jinzhi said, "Thank you for the introduction, Second Brother."

Jing Hong then suppressed her jealousy, saying, "Only you understand my good intentions; your husband only knows how to complain about me."

“He grew up in a simple environment and has a proud and arrogant personality. He may complain, but he doesn’t really dislike it.”

Jing Hong complained, "He also despises me. My good intentions are always taken for granted by him."

"It might be a clash of personalities, Second Brother, don't overthink it."

"I'm a universal key, I get along with everyone, it's his fault, not mine."

Seeing that Jing Hong and Yuan Jinzhi were chatting endlessly, Shen Tianyu walked to the window and slammed it shut.

Yuan Jinzhi heard the sound of the window closing, and her voice was clearly tinged with emotion.

She was both amused and exasperated. "Brother Tianyu, no matter what, your second brother helped you out. Don't hold such a grudge against him."

Shen Tianyu knew perfectly well what was going on, but he just couldn't get along with Jing Hong.

I can't like it physiologically.

Noticing that Jing Hong's aura was weakening, and waiting until it completely disappeared, Shen Tianyu softened his voice, "Did you miss me?"

"think."

"What are you thinking about?"

Yuan Jinzhi laughed, "I want to go everywhere."

"Be specific."

"I think with my mouth, I think with my hands, I think with my body, I think even with the strands of my hair, and I think even more intensely with my mind."

Shen Tianyu was very satisfied, his ears were very pleased, and his heart was even more pleased.

Yuan Jinzhi said, "Xianxian misses you too."

"Little liar, Xianxian hasn't even taken human form yet, what are you thinking?"

She appeared to me in a dream and said she missed her father.

A smile involuntarily crept onto Shen Tianyu's lips as he once again felt Gu Jinzhou's joy. Their daughter was still unborn, and just thinking about it filled him with tenderness.

He said, "I'll go home as soon as I'm done here."

After saying the word "home," he suddenly realized that he had a sense of belonging.

From a young age, he felt that he had no home. His master's home was just a place for him to take refuge, and his parents' home was a place he longed for but could never stay in. When he finally returned to his parents' home as an adult, it no longer held any meaning for him.

His pleasant male voice was deep as he said, "Jinzhi, thank you for giving me a home."

Yuan Jinzhi laughed, "What nonsense are you talking about? You clearly have a family."

It took her a moment to realize what he was trying to express.

She said, "Tianyu, I love you, we all love you, and we will love you even more after Xianxian is born."

Shen Tianyu said: "Okay."

"Shouldn't you say you love me too?"

"I love you, Jinzhi."

Yuan Jinzhi thought to himself, "This is rare. He's finally willing to express his love so simply and directly."

After ending the call, Shen Tianyu went to the bathroom to shower and change, then set an alarm and went to bed.

At midnight, the alarm clock rang.

He got up and dressed.

I arrived at Master Mao's temple fifteen minutes early.

A disciple came and led him to a room called the Dharma Altar.

The altar is an important place in Taoism for worshipping the patriarch, holding religious ceremonies, and performing sacrifices. It is also known as the "ancestral altar" or "mysterious altar".

The room Shen Tianyu arrived at was usually only used for Mao Jun Zhenren's religious ceremonies, but it also housed a statue.

The deity enshrined there is the founder of Maoshan, the Three Mao True Lords.

The Three Mao True Lords were the three brothers Mao Ying, Mao Gu, and Mao Zhong from the Western Han Dynasty.

The three brothers were originally from Nanguan Village, Xianyang, Shaanxi. During the reign of Emperor Jing, they abandoned their official posts and went to Juqu Mountain (now Maoshan Mountain in Jiangsu Province) to cultivate Taoism, collect herbs and practice medicine. They were revered as "Siming Zhenjun", "Dinglu Zhenjun" and "Baoming Zhenjun", and were historically known as the Three Mao Zhenjun.

Master Mao Jun beckoned to Shen Tianyu, “My beloved disciple, come here quickly. During the daytime apprenticeship ceremony, I was afraid you would find the formalities too complicated, so I kept the ceremony simple. However, you still need to pay respects to our founding ancestor.”

Shen Tianyu nodded slightly and walked over.

Facing the statues of the Three Mao True Lords, Master Mao bowed devoutly with incense in hand and said, “Three Ancestral Masters above, today I, Master Mao, am fortunate to have a beloved disciple named Shen Tianyu, who has come to report to the Ancestral Masters. I hope that the Ancestral Masters in heaven will bless my disciple Tianyu to overcome all obstacles, to build bridges over rivers, to be invincible, and to turn misfortune into good fortune.”

Shen Tianyu thought to himself, "No wonder he's Jing Hong's grandfather."

Just like Jing Hong.

Burning just one stick of incense is enough to get the ancestral master to do so many things.

He also picked up incense, lit three sticks, and, imitating the way Master Mao Jun worshipped the statue of the Three Mao Masters.

But he didn't make a wish. He just called out to the patriarch, gave his name, and then lit the incense.

Master Mao said, “My beloved disciple, make a wish quickly. The Ancestral Master must like you as much as I do. If you make a wish, they will help you.”

Although Shen Tianyu studied metaphysics, he had a strong belief in living people.

How could a spirit from such an ancient time possibly help modern people?

Moreover, Maoshan has many disciples, and the number of pilgrims and believers who come to Maoshan Taoist temple to burn incense is countless. Even if the Three Mao True Lords have all kinds of abilities, they are too busy to handle them all.

Seeing that he remained silent, Master Mao had no choice but to make a wish for him: "Grandmaster, my beloved disciple is naturally taciturn. I hope that Grandmaster will bless his little girl Xianxian to be born smoothly and bless his great-grandfather to be able to extend his life."

He took the incense from Shen Tianyu, bowed three times reverently, and placed it in front of the ancestral tablet.

Soon, Gu Chufan was brought in by his disciple.

The magic array had already been set up.

Gu Chufan walked to the center of the magic circle and sat cross-legged.

Master Mao said to Shen Tianyu, “I’ll go slowly. Watch carefully and remember this. Ask me if you don’t understand anything. Although this is a small ritual, it is a secret. Other disciples lack wisdom, and Jing Hong is too cunning and distracted. Only you are born with wisdom and are focused enough. If I attain immortality and return to the world in the future, I hope you will pass on our sect’s secret methods from generation to generation, so that Taoist culture will not be interrupted and future generations will not look down on us and think we are just charlatans.”

Shen Tianyu nodded, "Your disciple will remember this."

Master Mao Jun, holding a whisk, began to perform the ritual steps.

Shen Tianyu looked down and carefully memorized it.

Although he also knows magic, there are differences between different types of magic.

He listened intently, and heard Mao Junzhen muttering incantations.

He spoke in what sounded like a dialect, yet also like an ancient language. He couldn't understand it, but he remembered it by heart.

Fortunately, she inherited her mother Su Xingyan's excellent memory, so she was able to remember most of it.

Looking at Master Mao Jun in his long robes, holding a whisk, and performing rituals, he thought, no wonder Master Mao Jun was so happy to accept him as a disciple.

Ancient wars caused too many gaps in knowledge, and many excellent cultural, technical, medical, and martial arts skills were lost because they were kept secret.

My maternal grandmother, Su Hua, made sure that one of her children in each generation would work in the restoration of ancient paintings, so that this craft would never be lost.

Wasn't he also walking the same path as his grandmother?