Becoming an Immortal from the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 6
On the top of the mountain, the five masters and apprentices from Lu Liang were extremely anxious.

There were bursts of exclamations in their ears from time to time, how could they not know that there might be many chasing immortals coming to this small stream and mountain at this time.

It's broken, there are competitors, and the immortals don't belong to me alone!

Lu Liang was full of doubts in his heart, fearing that someone would rob him of his fate, so he scratched his head anxiously.

Obviously those people were close at hand, but the immortal had a decree before he left, and they were not allowed to leave this place easily, and Lu Liang did not dare to disobey the decree of the immortal.

He could only persuade himself to forcefully calm down, and the immortal had his own arrangements.

During this period, from time to time, I could hear various decrees issued by Shangxian.

Because of this, they also knew that the Shangxian promised to give the person who climbed to the top a fairy fate, and they also knew that some people committed crimes and were disqualified in advance.

'If you talk about the first person to climb to the top, it is clear that I am a seasoned person. ” Lü Liang slandered in his heart and dared not put it in his mouth.

The fairy family is mysterious, what if you can hear it from such a distance?
He had no choice but to pretend to be dusty, with a pious face, and sat down cross-legged, imitating Zhang Yuqing's previous posture to meditate, and asked the four apprentices to sit down one by one.

'It's also strange, after so long, why has no one gone up the mountain? '

Naturally, Lu Liang didn't know that Zhang Yuqing's instructions rang in the ears of those who broke through the training formation.

"You have a fairy fate, there is no need to go any further, just wait for a moment."

Just dozens of steps away, a dozen or so people selected by Zhang Yuanqing waited quietly.

And dozens of steps below their steps, there are thousands of people who have not been able to break through the heart-training road!

This mere twenty or thirty steps is the difference between immortals and mortals!

The Eight Sage King's eyes became more and more serious and obscure, quietly watching the envious people in the dark under the mountain, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yang Huaiyu and two other men from noble backgrounds surrounded him, not far away, several wealthy businessmen gathered together, and there was another beautiful girl supporting a middle-aged beautiful woman.

Although they are both people of immortal fate, they stick together according to their respective classes and origins, and dare not easily overstep.

The young man who was bullied by a strong man is obviously just a farmer, with a young face, and he was lucky enough to step into the steps of the top of the mountain. It was almost like a million-dollar lucky lottery for him. He was still a little dizzy at the moment, squatting on side.

The rest of the people are diverse. Apart from the obvious rich and powerful businessmen, there are also a few talented scholars with a strong sense of book, a salesman with a shoulder bag, and even a man with a fierce look on his face.

"Fate and Dharma are all here, let's talk about immortals. Everyone, follow me up the mountain."

The immortal's clear and penetrating voice echoed through the entire river and mountain, and the sword light of Qinghong flashed and flew towards the top of the mountain.

The last group of people who were addicted to hallucinations opened their eyes in confusion, looking at the back of the fairy leaving with a sense of loss.

Undoubtedly, they failed.

And behind them, more than [-] people are all losers, and they are also "no fairy fate".

The dozen or so people who passed through the heart-training formation at the top of the mountain immediately beamed with joy, turned around and walked towards the top of the mountain in twos and threes.

"I don't want to listen to the fairy's teachings. I really don't want to!" Someone's eyes showed strong grief and remorse, wishing to have another illusion, convinced that he would be able to control his heart this time.

"Here, tell me, the immortals didn't seem to stop us, so they didn't allow us to listen in?"

Someone took over.

As soon as this sentence came out, someone tentatively stepped towards the top of the mountain.

One step, two steps, three steps.

Afterwards, he simply took three steps at a time, and rushed to the place where the Eight Sage Kings and others were waiting just now.

"Hey, it's okay, I can come up!"

The man had a joyful expression on his face, and he lifted his feet up swiftly.

"Wow!"

Seeing this scene, everyone who was going to return disappointed turned around and looked at each other.

"Since the immortal didn't stop it, it means that we are allowed to witness from the sidelines! In the past, when I, Buddha and Tathagata taught the Dharma, I didn't hesitate to snakes, insects, rats and ants. Anyone with wisdom can come to listen to the scriptures!"

This man ignored the distinction between Buddhism and Taoism, he turned around and went up the mountain while talking to himself.

Everyone regained their interest, and instead of seeking immortality, they were calm.However, there are not many opportunities to catch up with the real immortal to teach the Dharma. Right now, they all plan to go to the top of the mountain to have a look.

Yang Huaiyu and the others climbed up to the top of the mountain step by step with the sword light tightly clustered, they were all surprised.

But on the empty meadow, a few Taoist priests, one big, four small, were meditating.

The immortal is sitting upright in the sky, unconsciously.

"Where did those four people come from, and why did they climb to the top one step ahead of me?" the Eight Sage King raised his finger while stroking his beard.

"Looks like the Taoist priests in the Xishan Taoist Temple. A few years ago, I invited them to come to my house to open an altar." A potbellied merchant said suspiciously: "The leader should be Taoist Master Qingfeng, but I remember that he didn't seem to... ...not so so..."

He racked his brains, and finally remembered the vocabulary: "Yes, the bone of immortality! It is the bone of immortality!"

When everyone heard the words, they looked at him one after another, but they saw the old Taoist robe fluttering in the wind, his face was neither sad nor happy, and he was chanting Taoist scriptures in his mouth.

Obviously his beard and hair are white, but they are crystal clear, like jade, and his complexion is as ruddy as a baby's, he is really like an expert.

"If Daoist Master Qingfeng looked like this back then, he wouldn't dare to break my leg and give him only half of the ritual money..." the merchant said in a low voice.

"The concept of longevity is derived from my Taoist temple. After many years, it has been annihilated, and this is the only thing left."

Zhang Yuqing casually mentioned a reason, but Lu Liang below was shocked.

'I see!It's right, everything is right! '

No wonder the old gods came straight to Xishan as soon as they entered the world. It turns out that our ancestors are really the Taoist inheritance of the gods!

It's just that maybe the classics were lost in the chaos of war, we don't know the true immortals, and we even forget that we are the true immortals!

Even with Lu Liang's endurance at the moment, his face was flushed red, as if he had been stunned by the fairy fate.

No wonder the Shangxian didn't let us grab the "mountain-climbing fairy fate". What is more important than the fairy fate of the orthodox inheritor?
Lu Liang straightened his back, only feeling a gloomy energy accumulated for more than forty years slowly coming out.

Refreshing, I can only say refreshing!

The four Taoist boys are also honored. It turns out that our family is the same family as the real immortal!
"True Immortal Taoism?" The remaining ten or so people looked at each other in blank dismay, and they all bowed and said: "I have seen the Great Emperor!"

In the view of longevity, the immortal is naturally the emperor of longevity.

The Northern Song Dynasty liked to give immortals the title of Emperor An, such as Emperor Donghua, Emperor Nanji, Emperor Zhenwu and so on.

As soon as I stroked the feet of the halal fairy roots here, I heard a crowd of people rushing up from the bottom of the mountain.

Thousands of people are curious about what this celestial fate is. If they are destined to see it, this life will be worth it.

"Can they come up too?" Yang Huaiyu stared blankly, feeling surrounded by the crowd.

"Whoever has the heart of the Tao, even though he has no celestial karma, has his own karma, it's okay."

Zhang Yuqing's voice resounded through the top of Xishan Mountain, and everyone immediately felt relieved.

(End of this chapter)