I am immortal

Qi Wuhuo raised his pen slightly, saw the words, and finally reluctantly wrote out what he saw in his heart [Tai Chi Ling Wen], but that was all. The young Taoist's figure was slightly After shaking for a while, he held one hand on the table to steady himself from the fatigue that suddenly hit him after writing this word. Then he looked at the word. The longer he looked at it, the more he felt:

"really……"

"As Yun Qin said, this [word] is really difficult."

"Still haven't learned it yet."

"Really, there are problems everywhere."

The young Taoist laughed at himself gently: "Compared with the person who originally wrote this word, the gap seems so big that it makes me want to cry."

"Although it seems to have been written down, there are more problems in the details."

“I don’t know how many times I have to study before I can truly master it.”

Although this kind of writing is said to be written, how is it different from the first writing that a childish urchin learned?

It's crooked and crooked, and you have to work extremely hard to identify it before you can barely recognize it.

"How can we say that we have learned it?"

"I just don't know who wrote such a perfect [Tai Chi Lingwen]."

"Yunqin didn't say anything either."

"He must be a very, very powerful, amazingly talented Taoist senior. Compared with him, the Taichi Lingwen I wrote is simply incomparable. I just don't know when I can meet such a senior. See."

The young Taoist was cleaning up his desk, and only then did he realize that when he was writing this word, he was too absorbed in it. Unknowingly, he had used up all the white paper he bought just the day before, and filled it with these words. After putting away the white paper with the shapeless word "Edict" on it, the young Taoist picked up the last one and was slightly startled.

He wrote the word "Edict" on the piece of paper at the foot of Helian Mountain that recorded the regrets of many souls.

The young man put the stacked papers aside.

His palms touched the words written on this piece of paper, and he was silent for a while as he recalled what happened at that time.

I looked at the sky outside and it seemed dark. I thought I would tidy up first and then go to catch up on my sleep. I was writing and throwing away white paper and ink everywhere. The room was really messy now. The young Taoist planned to put away these papers. After putting them all away, I felt very tired. I swayed a little, leaned my back against the wall, and closed my eyelids.

I originally planned to just close my eyes and relax, and sit down slowly leaning against the wall, but before I knew it, holding the white paper in my arms, my breathing gradually slowed down, but I had already fallen asleep. With my breathing, my body... Slightly undulating.

In the yard on the other side of the village, Zhou Lingyi woke up and opened the window.

He felt very strange.

I don’t know why, but I woke up early today.

And the strangest thing is that not only himself, but also his sons, daughters-in-law, and the two brats who only knew how to sleep soundly after going crazy, also woke up at this time, But it was still early, so the old man packed up, opened the window, and planned to go out for a walk. When he stepped out, he was stunned.

Looking up, I saw high mountains and calm waters from a distance.

At this time, the sky should have dimmed, the morning light was flowing, and the sound of birdsong could already be heard.

But at this moment, the old man was leaning on a cane and saw large tracts of clouds pressing down from a distance, showing a slowly circling posture, giving people an indescribable sense of oppression. There was morning light, but it blended into the gaps in the clouds. It poured out and scattered on the wilderness piece by piece, looking empty and distant.

There was not a trace of birdsong.

Not even a ray of wind.

For some reason, the old man actually felt a sense of confusion in this cloud:

"This, this is..."

"what happened?"

For some reason, even though there was no evidence or any reason, he still turned his head and looked at the house where the young Taoist lived.

The weather outside the house was still somber.

The young Taoist fell asleep peacefully.

The house was quiet.

The young man slept peacefully and his breathing was steady. Suddenly, the written word "Emperor" lit up slightly with a stream of light, silently, and the stream of light suddenly spread out, floating like fragments of stars. It exudes a sense of boundless mystery.

The spirit above is used to control the five mountains, and the country will be safe forever. The treasure below is called the treasure. [Lingbao] is mysterious and the lord of all things.

This is the imperial edict.

Wisps of light dispersed, and the white paper carrying the "Edict" suddenly changed. The texture of the white paper was greatly improved, reaching the ultimate level, and the same was true for the pen and ink. Immediately, one after another young Taoist priests appeared on it. The words I wrote in person lit up, and the worldly regrets contained in them suddenly became clear.

Nostalgia, reluctance to let go, wishing that loved ones are well, but regretful that the relationship cannot be fulfilled, and life and death are separated.

There are many sufferings in life that cannot be solved.

It's hard to feel comfortable dying with regrets.

This young man once said this to those many souls——

The Supreme Edict.

The edict has arrived.

A piece of white paper can be used to write down all the grudges and hatreds. A hundred years of life are nothing more than a few ink marks.

Counting over this life, I have all regrets.

The young man fell asleep quietly holding a pile of white paper. The golden stream of light, the world of mortals, regrets, ups and downs, flowed around him. His black hair fell from his temples, and his eyebrows became clear. The clouds outside the window finally dispersed. Zhou Lingyi was walking in the village on crutches. Unknown Why, I suddenly remembered what I looked like when I was young, and felt sad.

Lian Shulan, who was originally sleeping, suddenly cried in her sleep.

He called out his daughter's nickname.

The young Taoist sat in the world of mortals.

And in the end, the many regrets were scattered into this roll of white paper. The white paper, which was supposed to be made of ordinary material, lit up slightly, naturally emitting a trace of precious light, which disappeared immediately. When I came down, it looked extremely ordinary, but after the word "Emperor" naturally exerted its effect, it turned into a little stream of light.

All Taoists in the world are disciples of the Taoist Patriarch.

And those who practice cloud seal script in the world should also be disciples of Shangqing Tianzun.

Lingbao Tianzun has used the method of Lingbao to save people throughout the world. Since the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, he has been consecrating people.

Whenever you meet someone who is interested in learning, if you ask questions, Lingbao Tianzun will not hesitate to teach you.

The Heavenly Lord has seventy-two incarnations. If people want to see it, they can respond according to their feelings. They can appear in thousands of places.

He once gave a sermon in the Heaven of Heaven, saying that if one could realize the Taichi Spiritual Text by oneself.

You should enter my door.

A little stream of light naturally flew towards the sleeping young man, trying to fall into the young man's eyebrows, leaving the pure energy behind. But at this moment, the wooden hairpin in the young man's hairpin lighted up slightly, and he met [Evil Evil ] without coming out, seeing [spirits] but not showing up, being calculated by [land] but there is no difference, seeing [foreign people] calculating everything but there is no change.

It only changes at this time.

A clear light rose up,

In just one stroke, this superior registration device was shattered to pieces!

……………………

Heaven Danyang Palace.

This place is the second of the three Lingbao Masters, the Lingbao Master Danyuan Miaoying Danyang Miaohua Tianjun Dojo.

Because Heavenly Master Shangqing Lingbao teaches his disciples according to circumstances, the status of these three spiritual masters came into being. Among them, the [Classic Master] Qingyang Miaodao Heavenly Master is to teach his disciples the true scriptures. Danyang Miao lives in Danyang Heavenly Palace. Lord Huatian is the [Jishi Master] and is in charge of the [Immortal Book] of Shangqing's disciples. And because many disciples fell into reincarnation, their bodies died and their spirits disappeared, and new disciples entered the school, it was really hard work.

According to other people's dharma, first register your name and then start the practice.

But Lingbao Tianzun, there are many people who have already started to listen to the teachings, and Tianzun rarely remembers your name.

On this point, the three Taoist Heavenly Lords are similar.

Danyang Miaohua Tianjun stroked his beard and looked through the classics, while the two Taoist boys were helping to pack up the classics.

Some dim ones should have their names crossed out.

Some of them fell into evil ways in practice, and there were also disciples of Shangqing who went to kill them.

The two boys were talking to each other.

"This one is also dim."

"This is also..."

"These are just the third and fourth generation disciples of our Shangqing lineage..."

"But those who can leave their names here are at least very powerful. There is nothing we can do."

"yes."

"I heard that the one from Niu Su has not passed Lord Danhua Fu Yingyuan's examination yet. He is just her registered disciple at the moment, and he is not considered a true disciple."

"The true inheritance of Lord Dan Hua Fu Ying Yuan... Where can I get it so easily?"

"That is the true disciple of the Great Heavenly Lord."

They talked with envy.

Danyang Miaohua Tianjun stroked his beard and looked at the classics, and shook his head when he heard the words. He knew that the child was actually very talented. If it were an ordinary teacher, she would have been admitted to the school, but Danhua Fu Yingyuanjun's assessment was extremely strict. If If she couldn't be satisfied, even if it was entrusted by a good friend, she would only accept him as an entry-level disciple. It would be absolutely impossible to obtain her true inheritance.

However, if he passes the assessment, Lord Danhua Fu Yingyuan will probably send the girl’s [Jade Slip].

"...Obviously I have prepared the [Jade Slips] for my disciples a long time ago, but yet they are so strict."

"What should I say to you...Danhua Fuying."

The old man shook his head and smiled, feeling that this junior's character was still the same as when he was young.

While I was remembering, I suddenly heard a cry of surprise.

But it was the two boys who just ran over shouting, with disbelief and panic on their faces.

Danyang Miaohua Tianjun said gently: "What happened?"

"Tianjun, Tianjun, go and have a look!"

"Um?"

The old man suddenly noticed something strange. He stroked his beard and went away. He was slightly surprised, but he saw the [Shangqing Jade Bi] corresponding to the jade in the Xuandu Temple of Zi Mansion suddenly lit up, and then a name seemed to come. Emerging, Danyang Miaohua Tianjun said: "This is, who has practiced and learned the core of the direct inheritance of my Shangqing lineage?"

"Are they the ones who are qualified to leave their names directly on the Shangqing Jade Bi?"

"who is it?"

Danyang Miaohua Tianjun was surprised and delighted. He waited quietly and prepared to burn the name slip himself.

See the name slowly emerge.

About to take a closer look.

The name disappeared instantly.

"Um?!!"

Danyang Miaohua Tianjun, who had already stood up and came over, was stunned and stopped stroking his beard: "This, this is..."

"What was that just now?"

"What flashed past?!"

PS:

[Red Book and Jade Inscriptions], the beginning of the auspicious talisman, those who know its sound and can [recite it while fasting]... [Promote the divine sky, be prepared for the Tao, travel through the three realms, and ascend to the Golden Gate] - "Spirit" "The Supreme Precious Scripture of Saving People: The Symbol of Appearing Auspicious Talismans".

If you learn it, you will be able to enter the True Tradition of Shangqinglingbao, which comes from this.

Lingbao Tianzun uses the method of Lingbao to save people in the world... Whenever you meet people who are destined to learn and want to learn, if you ask questions, Lingbao Tianzun will not hesitate to teach. ——"Dongxuan Benxing Jing"

The setting that Lingbao Tianzun has many disciples comes from this.