Live broadcast: Taoist priest, stop pretending, you are just cultivating immortality

Old Taoist Master Zhang Zhishun looked at the blazing bonfire, with a strange light in his eyes, and sighed: "You have such a good life, you have been personally guided by Master Chisong since you were born."

"I have been wandering outside the Taoist sect for more than thirty years. It was not until I joined the Eight Immortals Palace that I truly entered the Taoist sect."

"When I was fifty, I had an epiphany and found a hillside with rugged rocks. The nearby villagers called it Baguading. It is said to be the place where Fuxi set up the Bagua array."

"I used to love telling people's fortunes, so I got the Taoist name - Bagua Zhenren. That may be the promised land that Laojun gave me, so I built a small Taoist temple there and practiced by myself."

Jiang Yun was interested, so he put on his coat and came to the bonfire.

He lit the fire and asked curiously: "Mr. Zhang, how do you solve the problem of eating in Baguading?"

"Eat pine needles when you are hungry. It is recorded in Shen Nong's Compendium of Materia Medica that pine needles are food for immortals, but you should not eat too much of them. Eating too much will cause nosebleeds."

"Later, I often went down the mountain to carry some food up, and ate it with rice and pine needles. I continued to eat for many years, and my body was free from illness and disaster." Senior Taoist Zhang Zhishun touched his white beard and sighed.

Jiang Yun nodded, knowing it very well.

Zhang Lao's way of practice is really scientific. Rice supplements sugar and pine needles supplement vitamins.

When the Volunteer Army entered Korea to fight, logistical supplies were not smooth and it was difficult to transport non-staple food. Many people suffered from night blindness due to lack of vitamins.

Later, the army came up with the idea of ​​making tea with pine needles, which indeed cured many people's night blindness.

Moreover, after solving the problem of eating in the mountains, people have nothing to do, but it is easier to enter a meditative state.

This is also the reason why people from ancient times to the present run to the mountains whenever they mention spiritual practice.

"I have always been timid. When I was practicing in the mountains, I was afraid and recited the "Ling Guan Gao" alone."

"You only need to recite it sincerely a dozen times, and the strong wind from the mountain will blow into the house. This is the case every day."

"Later, when I meditated and fell into trance, the wind kept blowing my hair. I felt that it was not good to disturb the ancestor like that."

"Then I muttered in my heart that I wanted the mountain god to find me a companion." When the old Taoist Zhang Zhishun said this, his face suddenly turned red, and even his voice was a little gentle.

Jiang Yun looked confused. What was Mr. Zhang's shy expression about?

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, he was not allowed to become a spirit. Could it be that the mountain god really found a female demon for him?

Well, it might be a female ghost, no matter what, that's a bit outrageous!

"Young man, if you believe in science, what the hell are you thinking about?"

Zhang Zhishun, the old Taoist priest, rolled his eyes at Jiang Yun and continued: "That day after dark, a howling tiger from the back mountain came to Bagua."

"I saw the tiger coming, and I was very scared, so I used sticks to strengthen the top of the Taoist temple door, but the tiger just lay on the big bluestone at the door, motionless, like this every day."

"I knew it was the companion that the mountain god had found for me. Later, when I opened the door of the Taoist temple, it glanced at me a few times. That look was very human."

This experience of Master Zhang immediately put Jiang Yun in trouble.

The South China tiger in the Wudang Mountains has not appeared in the wild for decades, and many people suspect it is extinct.

Um, no, in the era when Mr. Zhang lived, he might actually encounter a South China tiger.

Of course, it is also possible that Mr. Zhang was unbearably lonely in the mountains and had hallucinations, mistaking the big bluestone for a tiger.

"As evidenced by the founder of the Sanqing Dynasty, I have never told a lie in my life. Why do you always look at me with doubts in your eyes?"

"To tell you the truth, later a Taoist fellow disciple came up the mountain to look for me. He also saw the tiger, but he was scared away on the spot."

"Unfortunately, from that day on, the tiger stopped coming, and it wasn't long before I went down the mountain." Elder Taoist Zhang Zhishun said with regret.

He really misses his life of seclusion and cultivation.

"Mr. Zhang, don't blame me for talking too much. Who is that fellow Taoist who came to see you?"

"Chen Yunlong, the leader of the Wudang Sect, with his testimony, do you think I am talking nonsense?"

Jiang Yun: "..."

He could tell from several contacts that the head of the Wudang Sect, Senior Brother Chen, might be a little lacking in cultivation, but he was absolutely honest and reliable.

Since Mr. Zhang dares to say that he supports it for himself, then the tiger incident is almost certainly true.

Hey, I slept with a South China tiger for more than a month, it’s quite exciting just thinking about it.

"That's all, it's boring to chat with you kid. Let's go to sleep each other!" Senior Taoist Zhang Zhishun threw a slightly moist thick wooden stake into the bonfire, then got into his sleeping bag, and fell asleep within a few minutes.

passed.

When Jiang Yun saw this, he looked around and found that there was no movement. He also hugged Xiaobai and got into his sleeping bag.

The night deep in the mountains seems quiet.

Mr. Zhang snored like thunder, but Jiang Yun had a dream.

In his sleep, he felt something lying on his chest. The thing was soft and warm, and it kept rubbing against it.

Alas, tomorrow it’s time to urge Xiaobai to lose weight. That little guy is really a bit oppressive right now!

In Jiang Yu's daze, he felt a mass of things rush to his feet, and he began to tremble, but the pressure in his chest still existed.

hiss!

If the thing at your feet is Xiaobai, what is the thing pressing on your chest?

Jiang Yun opened his eyes, and with the faint light of the campfire, he found that there was a big thing lying between him and Mr. Zhang's sleeping bag.

That thing was fat and strong, like a cat, with yellow, white and black patterns all over its body.

"Identified the popular creature on the Internet. This thing is definitely an authentic South China tiger!"

Jiang Yun estimated in his mind the gap in combat power between himself and the South China tiger.

The tail of that thing is thicker than a human arm, and its front paws are almost as big as a human face.

His calf suddenly felt cramped. No wonder Xiaobai got into the sleeping bag. That South China tiger thing is really scary.

"Ho~~"

The South China tiger roared low and moved its face and body closer to Taoist Zhang Zhishun.

Jiang Yun glanced sideways. He hesitated, but in the end he secretly made up his mind. No matter what, it was important to save people first!

In this case, even if the South China tiger is killed, it is an emergency escape!

Because no matter what animal we compare with, human life is the most precious life!

"The evil beast shall die!"

Jiang Yun jumped out of the sleeping bag. He turned over and rode on the back of the South China tiger. He grabbed the tiger by the collar with his left hand, clenched his fist with his right hand and smashed it directly.

After the South China tiger woke up from its sleep, it roared in pain: "Ho~~"

Elder Taoist Zhang Zhishun woke up from his sleep when he heard the noise.

As soon as he woke up, he saw Jiang Yun violently hammering the South China tiger while pressing the tiger's head.

"Brother Tiger, why is it you?"

"Jiang Xiaoyou, please stop, this thing can't be hammered!"

(End of chapter)