From now on, you can see the Taoist temple on the top of Shouyang Mountain surrounded by emerald green. In a faint way, you can also hear the sound of reading Taoist sect.

"teacher....."

When Qiao Moke was thinking complicated, the dragon horse behind him made a long neigh and stopped moving forward.

Jomoko looked back in surprise, but saw his son rolling over and dismounting, taking a step forward, kneeling in front of him, and kowtowed respectfully.

"Bharma?"

Jomoko's heart thumped, and a hint of anxiety arose. He hurriedly raised his hand and wanted to help his son up: "What are you doing?"

"Bodhidharma will never forget his father's earnest teachings..."

Gautama looked respectful and had a slightly complicated meaning, but he did not get up and kowtowed again: "Confucianism says that parents are here and don't travel far away, but Damo is going to say goodbye to his parents today..."

"Farewell? Where are you going?"

Jomoko felt even more uneasy, and he held his son's arm tightly and refused flatly: "If you don't succeed, you will never succeed! If you don't have the cultivation level and don't go far, you may be beaten and killed."

"What my father said is bad, but my son has not practiced it. The 'big dragon elephant', 'giant spirit', 'the heart holy skill of all dharmas' taught by my father a few years ago... "

Gautama kowtowed nine times before he stood up with his father's support, and a complex look flashed by.

A moment of heart is certainly not enough to cause his mental state and cultivation to undergo earth-shaking changes.

It is suspected that he witnessed his "life and death" and his mind was difficult to calm down. He felt a wandering heart, but he did not escape, but wanted to verify what he saw.

"you......"

Seeing that Gautama had decided to leave, Giomako had to sigh: "You want to tell your mother, right? She will be worried."

"I'm sorry to my father, I'll give my mother a message to my sister..."

Gautama shook his head.

"At least, I'm going to meet the ancestor, right? I've all arrived in front of the door..."

Jomoko had a headache.

He knew that his son was firm in nature. Whose child could not speak for more than ten years just because he didn't want to speak?

He was afraid he could not defeat his decision.

But I wanted to go up the mountain to pay homage to the teacher and ask the teacher to teach the child. In this way, even if I travel far, I would feel much more at ease.

“The ancestor…”

Gautama looked up at Shouyang Mountain, and faintly saw the figure of a Taoist in the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain.

The Taoist seemed to have no desire to hide anything. Just by looking at it, he recognized the Taoist who appeared in his heart and told him all this.

It’s the ancestor who has never been masked with me...

"Do you want to see him?"

Gautama's mind moved slightly and had impulsiveness, but after thinking about it, he still shook his head and refused:

"The child doesn't want to see the ancestors at this time, and maybe he wants to travel far away..."

After saying that, he shook his sleeves and bowed to his father again, without looking at his father's expression, and stepped on his horse.

With the long neighing of the dragon horse, he ran towards the distance.

“Bharma…”

Jomoko's heart trembled. He wanted to stop him, but he still lowered his arms.

If a person can stop him, how can the heart be stopped?

He sighed a long time, and after a long time he turned around and looked at Shouyang Mountain and stepped up.

I just thought about my son’s previous abnormal behavior and what he said, but my heart was a little complicated.

"Teacher, is it you?"
Chapter completed!