Immortality is above

Chapter 115 Chapter 114: Opportunity (please subscribe for a monthly ticket)

It's dawn, and the sun rises, reflecting the ruins on the top of the West Mountain.

Last night, the huge statue of "Ksitigarbha Buddha" collapsed and fell, hitting Tianlong Temple squarely. The exquisite and gorgeous temple complex was destroyed.

Not only that, it also caused a fire that burned for half the night before it was extinguished.

This turn of events shocked the nearby residents. They saw the arrival of the soldiers last night and believed that this was the new emperor's move to suppress Buddhism after he ascended the throne.

From one emperor to another, the Taoist disciples of the Shi family alternately served as national masters, in compliance with the old saying, "Feng Shui takes turns."

Common people have long been accustomed to this situation. What they are more concerned about is whether they can reach the mountains and search for treasures in the ruins.

You must know how much has been spent over the years to build Tianlong Temple.

The temple is even more beautiful, with gold and silver everywhere. For ordinary people, just touching a piece is enough to feed the whole family.

Although it will be looted by soldiers and burned again, as the saying goes, "real gold is not afraid of fire", there will definitely be fish that slip through the net.

However, at the entrance of the path up the mountain, there are still soldiers guarding it, preventing anyone from entering.

This was Xia Siyuan's arrangement. His original intention was to seal this place off first, and then conduct a thorough search after the overall situation was decided.

In short, according to his opinion, civilians should not be allowed to enter until the official digs at least three feet into the ground.

Normal scheduling procedures.

It's a pity that things will develop unexpectedly, and Xia Siyuan will never come back again...

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The Zhuxian Temple in the mountains has not been affected much and is still an old Taoist temple.

When Chen Liubai was "retreating" here, he took care of various chores and cleaned up, but he did not make any major renovations to the Taoist temple, and the style remained almost as it was.

After Qianyang Lao Taoist escaped from the top of the mountain with Ye Huosheng, he did not go down the mountain, but turned back to the Taoist temple.

At this time, Taoist Qingyang has identified his senior brother and follows him, never leaving.

Since the statue of Ksitigarbha Buddha collapsed and shattered, the inner demons suppressed in the old Taoist heart have also been released, just like the sky has cleared away the haze and become clear.

His mind and will suddenly became enlightened.

This is a very mysterious feeling.

After feeling it, he realized that the old Taoist had opened up two acupuncture points at once. It was not that his martial arts cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds, but more of a gain in his mental state.

The acupuncture points that were opened were mostly due to the fact that they had been blocked for a long time before, but now that they had been figured out, it was a matter of course.

Unfortunately, at his age, it is difficult for him to return to his peak state as an innate master.

Now facing his senior brother and those strangely bright eyes, Taoist Qingyang felt a little guilty for no reason. He lowered his head and said, "Senior brother, I was wrong."

"You are right, but we all choose different paths. It is always very difficult to persevere."

"I chose to go down the mountain and join the secular world. My final goal is to revitalize the Immortal Temple. If I stay, I don't see any hope at all."

The old Taoist sneered: "Going out of Xishan and going to the capital, does this count as 'joining the world'? Don't say such words in the future, it will make people laugh for no reason."

Taoist Qingyang blinked: "Isn't that what everyone said before?"

"The past was before, and the present is now. As a veteran, I finally opened my eyes and know what it means to be 'there is heaven outside the world, and there are people outside the world'."

Old Taoist Qianyang looked very serious.

Taoist Qingyang was startled and quickly realized what he was talking about. He knew that his senior brother was talking about "Chen Liubai" and he couldn't help but ask: "Senior brother, is he really from outside the world?"

The old Taoist replied: "He said that he came down from the mountain."

"Mountain? What mountain?"

Taoist Qingyang continued to ask.

Everyone is curious and always wants to know more, only then will they feel at ease.

Chen Liubai's origin is too mysterious, mysterious and powerful.

The old Taoist curled his lips: "In short, it will not be the mountain of Zhao State."

In fact, he didn't know. After all, Chen Liubai only mentioned that at that time.

The old Taoist clearly remembers that when he mentioned "mountain", Chen Liubai's expression showed an indescribable admiration and nostalgia.

He must really want to go back...

Taoist Qingyang touched his face and thought that if the mountain was not from the Zhao country, then which country could it be?

Among the neighboring countries, I have never heard of any famous mountains. The situation there is similar to that of Zhao State, or even worse.

Then, there is only one explanation:

Fairy Mountain!

But where is the fairy mountain?

According to classics and market legends, there are fairy mountains in the sky and fairy mountains overseas...but these are all mythical rumors.

There are also people who are determined to seek immortality and seek enlightenment, but once they leave, they disappear like yellow cranes and never return.

Most of them are dead.

There are also some obscure descriptions recorded in ancient books, saying that a long time ago, about a thousand years ago, there were fairy mountains in Zhao State itself, and there were even immortals who could fly into the sky and escape from the earth.

It was only later that great changes occurred, the fairy mountain collapsed and the immortals migrated, and it became what it is now.

But who can determine the authenticity of what happened thousands of years ago? There is no complete and accurate historical record.

You must know that at that time, the State of Zhao was not even called the State of Zhao.

When many things are lost in the long river of history, they will gradually become unofficial history and become myths talked about after dinner. It is no longer possible to distinguish the true from the false.

Having said that, if Chen Liubai really came down from the Immortal Mountain, then that Immortal Mountain must be far, far away, so far away that mortals can't even walk there.

Ye Huosheng waited impatiently and kept looking out the door: "Why hasn't the scholar come back yet? Has he gone to Beijing?"

Hearing his name, Qingyang Taoist was quite puzzled: From the outside, Chen Liubai did look like a white-faced scholar, but those were all disguised appearances. This kind of person was called a "scholar" by a wanderer in the world. No matter how you look at it, he seems to be neither big nor small, let alone superior or inferior.

It can be seen from this that Chen Liubai does not pay attention to airs.

But when facing him, Taoist Qingyang never felt "easy-going" at all.

So, this is treated differently?

He suddenly thought of "entering Beijing" and then realized that under normal circumstances, Taoist, as Zhao Bin's person, should follow Xia Siyuan back to Beijing.

Doesn't it mean that he has left the big team now? How should he respond when His Highness asks him afterwards?

No, looking at this time, His Highness is probably about to become a saint.

But you can't miss the most important enthronement ceremony. This is an extremely public occasion, and it also involves a series of distribution matters such as merit and rewards.

So he said: "Senior brother, why don't we go to Beijing to meet the saint?" "To meet the saint? What kind of saint do you want to meet?"

The old Taoist asked.

Taoist Qingyang replied: "Of course it is His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince. He is a rare wise king with a generous and calm temperament. After inheriting the great treasure, he will definitely work hard to govern the country and make the country peaceful and the people peaceful and the world peaceful."

The old Taoist laughed and said: "When Yankang ascended the throne, his reputation was not bad."

Taoist Qingyang understood what he meant: "Never mind what happens in the future, the present is also a rare opportunity for us to revive the Immortal Temple."

The old Taoist shook his head: "It's hard to say at the moment. Since something can happen on the Western Mountain, why can't it happen in the capital? Isn't the National Master willing to be empty in the palace?"

Hearing this, Taoist Qingyang was really frightened. What he experienced on the mountain was really shocking: the extraordinary power displayed by the other party was obviously beyond the ordinary and could not be resisted by ordinary people.

Then he asked: "What do you mean, senior brother?"

"Plan before taking action, wait and see."

"But in this case, when the dust settles, we won't get any benefits, and we may even be punished for neglect."

The old Taoist looked at him steadily: "Fifth Junior Brother, have you noticed that your current words and deeds are no different from those of officials and ministers. Blindly trying to figure out what is best will lead to a loss of progress; only thinking about fame, fortune and wealth will have long been lost. Understand the Taoist mind."

Taoist Qingyang did not deny his comments and sighed: "Brother, what can I do? After Tianlong Temple rose up, I was suppressed day and night. At that time, I realized that the path we cultivated had no way forward. But after leaving, what else can we talk about about Taoism? The only way is to change course and take another path. It’s not easy for me to get to where I am now step by step.”

Old Taoist Qianyang nodded and said: "I didn't stop you from leaving back then, and I won't stop you now. Neither you nor I have the ability to discern destiny, not to mention the future, even the wind and clouds in the capital, we can't see clearly. Therefore. It’s up to others to stay or go, it’s your own business and you have to make your own decisions.”

"Thank you, senior brother, for making it possible."

Qingyang Taoist suddenly knelt down and bowed, first to Qianyang Taoist, and then in front of the statue of Zhenjun. Then he respectfully laid a stick of incense, then turned around and went out, embarking on the way down the mountain.

Watching his back, the old Taoist looked desolate, but said nothing more.

In front of everyone's life, there will be many path choices. Different paths will have different directions and results.

There are some roads where you get lost as you walk and don’t know where to go; there are some roads where you find a fork in the road halfway and then go astray; there are also some roads where once you step on it, you can never look back.

Before embarking on the road, few people can predict whether the future will be good or bad, and whether they can take this road or not is mostly based on their own understanding and judgment of the situation.

If the judgment is wrong, it is a dead end.

Of course, smart people will not take the initiative to choose a dead end, but in fact, cleverness can lead to mistakes.

In the final analysis, it is still influenced by the thoughts in my heart.

There are very few people who are willing to be lonely and can withstand temptation.

The old Taoist found that after he fully recovered, he became a little sentimental, as if he was an old man who had seen through the world of mortals.

To be precise, he was originally a monk, but after many experiences, his Taoist heart had new tempering and understanding.

He glanced sideways at Ye Huosheng and said, "Why, you want to go to Beijing too?"

Ye Huosheng replied: "Why are you going to the capital? I don't know the prince. Besides, the scholar said that there are variables in this matter. What he said has basically not been missed. So I'd better stay here obediently, so as not to hinder me. .”

Following up the mountain last night, something almost happened again.

The old Taoist smiled and said: "You are a self-aware person. I will let you stay here. You will start with chores, chopping the pile of firewood in the yard... Don't look at me. That's what he did when he lived here." "

"really?"

Ye Huosheng's eyes lit up: "What the scholar does must have deep meaning. He can chop wood and carry water, why can't I? Come and do it."

He went to work immediately.

"Ruzi can be taught."

The old Taoist lay down on the rocking chair with a smile, closed his eyes and fell asleep to rest his mind.

……

The morning sun rises in the east, and a ray of light that is not strong shines on Chen Liubai's beautiful face, reflecting a bit of vitality.

In the blink of an eye, there was breath spurting out from his nose, and it looked like a colorful and magnificent color, which was really beautiful.

He sat high, more than ten feet above the ground.

And here, not anywhere else, is the top of Xishan Mountain, above the half-broken body of Ksitigarbha Buddha.

The collapse of the colossus was mainly concentrated in the upper body. The lower half, including the Qinglian Shrine, was not greatly affected.

As for the fire that broke out later, in Chen Liubai's view, it was more like a fire in the heart, which contained some mysteries about "karma fire".

The demons born in the Shi family may not be on the right path, but they are not without merit.

In particular, his inner demons were generated in the mountains, mixed with various Buddhist elements, and he needed to get inspiration and reference from here.

Therefore, he did not leave, let alone go to Beijing. Instead, he directly chose a high point to sit cross-legged and meditate, adjusting his breath and doing exercises.

He used his sword to defeat "Buddha" and disperse "True Listening". This kind of actual combat was definitely the first time for him.

He did not use Chen Yuan Sword, just to seize this opportunity to appreciate and feel the application of magic power and Dharma thoughts.

When the last sword was struck, that kind of catharsis and wantonness made the thoughts of the law fully spread, like new shoots glowing, giving a glimpse of the beautiful scenery of the new world.

Under the constant practice of the Great Zhou Tian, ​​all the Qi and blood in Chen Liubai's body had basically been transformed into Yuan Qi.

This means that all the basic preparations before transforming into a god are in place.

It's like planting a tree. Water, soil and fertilizer are all available, but only one sapling is missing.

This sounds a bit absurd. After all, in tree planting activities, seedlings are the most important thing. Without this, what kind of trees would be planted?

But this is the real situation of a cultivator transforming into a god. Before the transformation is successful, you don’t know where this “god” is or what it will look like.

It's not a myth, it's a fact.

There are four realms of practice. The first realm is "refining essence and transforming qi". To put it bluntly, it means eating, drinking and urinating. The second realm is "refining qi and transforming spirit". The "god" has the meaning of unpredictable ghosts and gods.

The process of the method is clear to Chen Liubai: opening up the meridians and acupuncture points of the whole body, converting all the Qi and blood into Yuan Qi, and finally Yuan Qi condenses in the Upper Dantian Niwan Palace and begins to shape the Yin Shen...

In the whole process, opening up the meridians is a hard condition, and there is nothing to say. As for the second step, transforming Yuan Qi, of course, the more thorough and pure the better.

At this point, the difference between the advantages and disadvantages of the method comes out.

The final shaping of the Yin Shen depends on the subjective will of the person transforming into a god.

After cutting open the "True Listening" beast form last night, many Dharma thoughts were about to come into play, allowing Chen Liubai to keenly capture an opportunity to transform into a god...

(End of this chapter)