I am immortal

Thousands of years ago, it was just an ordinary Taoist temple. There were only two Taoist priests, an old Taoist and a young Taoist. The Lian Yang Temple has now become a Taoist sect with a very high personality in the hidden world. Few others are well-known. All disciples in the sect need to complete the three talents. As well as the innate energy of the most perfect state of mind, move forward step by step. In the past thousand years, less than half of the top monks in the Taoist sect came from this.

Today, all the schools of thought are calm, but the name of "Mingxin Da Zhenren" who originally recorded the Taoist scriptures and spread throughout the world is extremely prominent, and he is implicitly respected as the leader of the Taoist sect. People have always only known "Lou Guan Taoist Master" ]'s name makes it difficult to get started, but although this sect has a very high reputation, it has very strict requirements for entry, and there are not many disciples.

There are only a dozen or so Taoists in Lianyang Temple, so there is no need for expansion.

It is still the same small Taoist temple located on the mountainside. When you look out every day, you can still see the old street and the bridge. There are bursts of smoke from the cooking pots. The world is still the same as before. A man wearing a black robe and a jade crown. Sitting in the place where he had crossed his legs and vomited, holding a cup of tea, Yang Jian stood on one side and told him about the affairs of the Immortality Sect today.

Then he said in a deep voice: "Because of the emperor's order, the Antarctic Changsheng Emperor's backhands have been eliminated continuously for thousands of years. As for the past hundred years, the arrangements of the Antarctic Changsheng Emperor have become less and less frequent. This time, according to the interrogation of the juniors, It is because the Bodhisattva of the Buddhaland has matured and has different appearances, so he moved."

The bodhi tree in Buddhism was also born at the beginning of the world. After the Buddha appeared in the world, he once preached the Dharma. Later, the Buddha died, and the bodhi tree appeared, bathing in the light and dharma of the Buddha. Until now, there have been several Ji Ji, any ordinary thing that has survived for such a long time can be considered an extraordinary spiritual treasure.

What's more, that Bodhi tree is the spiritual root of heaven and earth, which is absolutely extraordinary.

It also vaguely matches the attribute of longevity of A and B wood.

"Jian thought that the Antarctic Immortal Emperor would not let go of such an opportunity."

"This time, I'm afraid..."

Yang Jian's voice was low, and a look of worry appeared on his face. Emperor Zhenwu smiled slightly and said gently:

"Don't worry, that's why I'm here."

The previous message from Ran Deng had been delivered to Zhenwu Mansion, so he came to the human world, holding tea and looking at the sky with a peaceful look. Emperor Ziwei of the North Pole was concentrating on recovering his Taoist companions, and he replaced the former Bei Wei. As an emperor, he was responsible for guarding the six realms, and the Zhenwu Mansion swept across all directions, but the Antarctic Changsheng Emperor never had a direct conflict with him.

He was drinking tea from a teacup and looking out from the Taoist temple on the mountainside, he saw that the world of mortals was still the same as before.

In a daze, it seemed that the young Taoist priest was still walking through the street carrying a bamboo basket on his back. There were crowds of people on both sides, and a little Taoist boy followed beside him, holding his stomach while returning to the mountain. Yang Jian paused in his voice, He saluted and said, "But I don't know when Master Yin and Master Xi will come back."

"At this time, New Year's Day is approaching, why isn't he here?"

A Taoist priest who recognized Yang Jian walked by and said with a smile:

"Uncle Master hasn't been back for some years, so I don't know."

"Master, he left the mountain a few years ago and has only come back occasionally over the years."

“I don’t know if I’ll be back for the Chinese New Year this year.”

Yang Jian was surprised and said: "Is that so? Where did he go, uncle?"

"I don't know that."

"However, before leaving, the founder once said that when he was looking for energy that day, he heard the roar of Qishan Mountain, which meant that an old friend had returned. He said that it was time to keep the appointment he made back then."

Yang Jian looked at this worldly city and said to himself:

"Old friend, promise..."

………………

Yongzhou is one of the largest states in the world. Counting the territory of Yongzhou, apart from being conquered by Huang, it does not cross the river to the east and crosses the black water to the west. Later, the world was unified and was renamed Jingzhao Prefecture. It was considered a wealthy and prosperous place, but no matter how wealthy it was, Even in prosperous places, there are always relatively remote and poor areas.

Under Dahong Mountain, under Yunyang County, it is divided into counties and counties. The further away from the center of the city, the more desolate and impoverished it becomes. Finally, by the time we reach Liangcun, it can’t be any more remote. Relatively speaking, Liang Village is very deserted. Although Liang Village is named Liang, not all of them have the surname Liang. About half of them have foreign surnames, including Zhao Qiansun and Zhou Wu Zheng.

There is also a family with the surname Gui, which is rare. It has been about a few decades since they moved here. The original Lao Gui has passed away and his grandson has also gotten married. Poor Lao Gui was able to hold his breath at that time and saw himself again. The grandson just looked at him and closed his eyes, but I wonder if it was Lao Gui's appearance that frightened the child. Although this child has a quiet personality, he became wise very late and did not speak until he was six years old. .

The couple who returned home thanked God that they did not give birth to a crazy child. They even went to the land of this small village to express their gratitude. The landowner of Liang Village happily had a meal of wine and meat, and now according to the human world According to the rules, even in such a remote place, there will be a master from the academy coming to guard it.

The academic practice in the human world is divided into two streams, one is to cultivate one's own Tao and Buddha, and the other is to also cultivate the human destiny. Although the human destiny is many and complex, if you easily take this human destiny into your body, I am afraid it will be polluted. If you lose your own spirit, it will be detrimental to your cultivation.

However, human luck is huge, and the use of Shen Yun that can score three or two points can also be quite powerful.

In the same realm, the ability to cultivate human luck is far greater than simply practicing Buddhism and Taoism.

Eternal life is painful and cultivation is difficult.

Everyone is literate, but few can become great sect members.

Most people practice for a long life and light physical strength. If they have the opportunity to cultivate human luck, it will be a great good thing. Not only will their strength improve quickly, but also if they take the road of the court in the future, A path, but ordinary people's sense of human destiny is not that strong.

The master who came here had not seen many qualified people for more than ten years, but when the returning child touched the jade plate that day, the light emitted made the academy frustrated and excluded. The master's body almost froze. When others asked, he simply said that this child has good qualifications and is worthy of cultivation.

But only he himself knew that such qualifications were no longer good.

That's unique!

Others are cultivating humane Qi Luck, but this child turned out to be human Qi Luck who came to me.

It was simply terrifying.

I just don’t know why, but the child refused to walk on the path of human destiny that everyone longed for. He burst into tears. His parents loved him very much and couldn’t bear to offend the child, nor could they bear to give up their own. Expectation was weighing heavily on the child, so his father visited the master one day a year ago, carrying several kilograms of bacon.

After indicating his intention, the Master was silent for a while and said, "Do you know his qualifications?"

The father of the child who returned home scratched his head and said with an honest smile: "I just know that my child is not happy to do this. If he doesn't do it, he won't do it. In this life, he must have fun."

The master was silent for a long time and asked the child what he wanted to learn.

The child pointed to a Taoist book and a flute on the table, his eyes almost shining: "I want to learn this!"

The master was silent for a long time, handed the scroll to him, and then asked the child's name. The man who returned home said: "We are both illiterate about the name. It was the book of poems that my father had read when he was young that day. It was his name in I saw it when I was in Fucheng. After flipping through it for a while, I found the first chapter."

"It is said that there is no end to the world. It is like forgetting the opportunity to fight. If you follow my example, you will return to the mountain sooner."

"Alone people often laugh in the forest at the foot of the mountain. Who can reach the place where people's hearts are not enlightened?"

"Everyone forgets his words all day long. When the sun goes down and the morning comes, there is no time to worry. Cherish the treasure within the body of the True Yang."

He remembered the poem from which his son's name came, and he remembered it very clearly. When he was reciting the sentence "There is no end to the world," the child was playing with the Taoist scriptures. The master looked at him and said:

"This is the word card of [Die Lian Hua]."

"Yes, yes, Die Lianhua, also called Feng Qiwu."

"My father said that if it were his daughter's house, he would call it Gui Lian Hua."

"If he is a boy, he will be called Gui Qiwu."

The master looked at the child and said to himself: "Gui Qiwu..."

"The phoenix returns and dwells in the phoenix tree."

"It's a good name."

So the man who returned home showed a happy smile on his face, as if he had received great praise, and said: "Really? Hahaha, my father has never accomplished anything in his life, except giving this child a good name."

The master didn't answer and watched the man walk away with the child. When he raised his eyes, he saw an old Taoist coming to the door of the village.

It is said to be old, but it is not old either.

If we look at the face and facial features, he is in his early thirties, with a head full of white hair and pale eyes, which makes people subconsciously think that he is an old man, and then when he takes a second look, he sees that his face is also full of The wrinkles make people wonder if they saw it wrong just now.

Zhang Shu, the master of Liang Village, was originally from a school. When he saw a monk coming to the village, he naturally wanted to go up and ask. Firstly, it was to prevent some extreme practitioners from causing trouble, and secondly, it was also a matter of etiquette. The old Taoist said gently : "Pindao is a Taoist cultivator of Lianyang Guanqian. He went out to walk around the world to find an old friend."

"I came to this village and want to stay and rest for a few days. Is that possible?"

Zhang Shu saw that this Taoist seemed to have the realm of Innate Yiqi. He knew that the Taoist sect had to understand the nature of the Innate Yiqi and be considered an expert. He said: "It is a good thing that the Taoist Master can stay in this village for a while. Please." He The voice paused, thinking of the boy returning home, and then said:

"But I do have a child here. He should have good qualifications and is dedicated to the Tao."

"If Taoist Master is serious, why don't you give me some advice?"

"It would be great if I could be accepted as a disciple."

The old Taoist looked at the backs of the father and son who were walking away. After a long time, he just whispered: "The old Taoist will not accept him as a disciple." So Zhang Shu sighed in his heart, knowing that he was a Taoist disciple after all, and he was considered an expert with his innate energy. Okay, how could someone be accepted as a disciple so easily?

He didn't care much at the time, he just arranged a place for this old Taoist to live.

The old Taoist did not hesitate and just settled in the village for more than a year. The people of Liang Village were very happy because there was an old god who seemed to have some Taoism in their village. , especially when the local landowners came to see him one day.

After the fame spread, many people from surrounding cities and towns came to visit, but they were all rejected. However, the people in this village got along well with the old Taoist. Even if the children came to disturb the old god, the old god would not say anything. What, he will also teach some boxing and kicking skills, and talk about some Taoist knowledge.

It's just that children rarely make up their minds. Taoist knowledge is difficult and certainly not as attractive to children as a round bead or a straight branch. Only Gui Qiwu, who has returned home, likes to listen here.

On this day, the old Taoist usually recited the Taoist scriptures, accompanied by the local land master and Master Zhang Shu.

The child sat next to the stone table, holding his chin in his hands, blowing the breeze, and said, "Is it difficult to practice?"

The old Taoist replied: "If you can make progress in practice, it is a good thing."

Gui Qiwu sat on a stool with his feet unable to touch the ground. He swayed a few times and said: "The world outside is very big. I heard that there are so big and big cities, especially Fucheng. Is it really that big? This thousand Has the world become bigger and better in a few years?"

The old Taoist looked into his eyes and said, "Well, in the past thousand years, the world has become very good."

Gui Qiwu said happily: "Yeah, I guess it's very good outside."

The old man said gently: "Yes, I made an agreement with a friend back then to let me see the world in these years. After he leaves, I will see the world of mortals."

Gui Qiwu asked curiously: "After reading it, what happens next?"

The old man smiled gently and said: "I've finished reading..."

"I feel that the world is prosperous and magnificent, and everything he did thousands of years ago was correct."

Zhang Shu and Tu Tu Gong's expressions suddenly changed.

What Gui Qiwu didn't understand, he just nodded ignorantly. His parents called him to eat, so he jumped down, respectfully saluted the old Taoist and the Master to say goodbye, then walked a few steps, and suddenly thought of something. Yes, he turned around and took out something from his small pocket. He mysteriously asked the old Taoist to hold out his hand, then covered it with both hands and placed it in his palm.

It's roasted chestnuts.

The old Taoist was stunned.

Gui Qiwu smiled brightly, patted the old Taoist's palm, and said: "No matter what, you must be very tired in the past thousand years, so you should have a good rest." He waved to the old man and turned He turned around and jumped down the mountain step by step. The old man was stunned and lost his mind.

It was as if I saw the back of another person, but there was nothing there.

Zhang Shu and Di Gong were already numb.

The Tuigong swallowed his saliva and said: "The little god heard that the Taoist temple at the top of the world originally had a Yang Yang temple... The founder who followed the master to heaven is still there."

The old Taoist nodded slightly and said, "It's me."

The Earth God suddenly stood up, neither standing nor sitting. Zhang Shu looked at the child's retreating figure, stiffened his body, gritted his teeth, and said: "Thousands of years ago..., I heard that among the reincarnations, there was Those who have great achievements and extremely high merits may be able to reincarnate their souls unchanged. Could it be said that this child's qualifications are that of Taizong..."

This time, the old Taoist just looked at Gui Qiwu's back quietly and shook his head:

"I have no idea."

This is the answer.

Zhang Shu's body stiffened and his lips trembled. He just turned his head and looked at the child's back. He didn't know whether to ask the Taoist priest to take Gui Qiwu away or to report it to the academy immediately.

The New Year has come, and the old Taoist did not return to the mountain. Zhang Shu and Tu Tu Gong did not dare to reveal his identity. However, on the fifth day of the first lunar month, his parents came to the mountain to pay New Year greetings. They carried several kilograms of bacon. The old Taoist welcomed them back with newly made dumplings with a calm expression. However, the couple who returned home hesitated for a while, then gritted their teeth and said:

"Old immortal, this child in my family doesn't really like to study and learn Confucianism, but only likes to practice Taoism."

"I don't know if you have any qualifications. Take a look, old god. If you don't mind, just stay by your side. There is someone who can serve tea and water."

The old Taoist said softly: "The poor Taoist has a clear mind."

Just like it was a thousand years ago.

Gui Qiwu wanted to become a disciple, but was stopped.

The old Taoist did not accept this disciple.

But he did agree to take him away.

Soon I returned to Fucheng in Zhongzhou. It snowed heavily and the city was closed by wind and snow. In this city that has changed with each passing day for thousands of years, it seemed to be covered up again as soon as the snow fell. The old Taoist did not use magical powers and just carried the child on his back. On this snowy ground, it seemed as if I had lost my power, walking one step deeper and one step shallower.

In the distance came the cry of someone selling roasted chestnuts, and the child fell asleep on his back.

Gui Qiwu was half asleep and half awake. He had forgotten everything and just said:

"Where are we going, Mingxin."

The old Taoist paused and said softly: "Go and practice."

"Do not worry."

"There won't be those annoying things. What needs to be done is done..."

"In the future, the only things that will accompany us will be the breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains..."

After a thousand years of separation, when the old man said his first words, his heart was already sore.

When it snows, this city will be the same as it was thousands of years ago.

The wind blew through the city, and the sounds of banging clappers and conversations in the distance, as well as the faint sounds of laughter, the sound of children reading, and the sound of playing silk and bamboo, were all mixed in with the sounds of roasted chestnuts being sold. The clear moonlight falls across the world and onto the shoulders.

Gui Qiwu, who was half asleep, murmured:

"Have I finished what I want to do..."

The old Taoist paused for a moment. He held the child behind him tighter and choked out:

"Um."

He said: "You can practice now."