I am a fairy

Chapter 19 Yun Zhen Dao

Ziyun Peak of Yunbi Mountain.

Two Taoists passed by at the foot of the peak. When the villagers saw them, they put their hands together and bowed. The two Taoists also returned the greeting in a standard way, as if they were greeting their fellow Taoists.

The mountain is not very high, and there are stone steps and roads leading to the top.

At the end of the road is a Taoist temple with green bricks and green tiles, which looks quite old.

"Uncle Danhe, Uncle Jinao, you are back."

"I've met two Taoist priests."

"The two uncles are finally back. The Taoist master has been asking about you guys recently!"

There are seven or eight Taoist children in the temple, as well as many believers from the villages at the foot of the mountain who are helping with chores such as cleaning the courtyard, making fires and cooking. The small Taoist temple looks well-organized.

This entire peak and the land belong to Yun Zhen Dao, and the hundreds of people in the several villages at the foot of the mountain also depend on Yun Zhen Dao for their existence.

The two walked through the courtyard to the offering hall at the back.

In the hall, on the high table facing the door, there are densely packed tablets, and incense is burning underneath.

There was a door on each side of the hall, but there were no doors.

Look around.

There is a furnace inside the door on the left, and there is a boy looking after it.

There is a screen inside the door on the right, a square couch next to the window, and a painting hanging behind it.

The two men stood outside the door, clasping their hands and bowing across the screen to an old Taoist priest who was sitting cross-legged on a square couch.

"Master, we are back."

The old Taoist is Lu Yinyang, the Taoist master of Yunzhen Dao, known as the Yin-Yang Taoist. He claims that he can walk between the Yin and Yang worlds, and can invite the gods from heaven above and summon the souls of the dead and ghosts from below. He is also the fourth generation Taoist master of Yunzhen Dao.

It is said that he once served as an official and became a Taoist priest halfway through his career.

The Yin-Yang Taoist did not reply, but just sat in meditation with his eyes closed.

He had just swallowed a pill, his face was ruddy and sweat was on his forehead. It looked like there was smoke rising from his head, but his mind was racing like a wild horse and he couldn't calm down.

thinking in mind.

As for alchemy, the legendary elixir of immortality has not yet been made, and taking a lot of elixirs has not helped much in extending one's life.

He swallowed the air, and it felt like all the purple clouds on the Purple Cloud Peak were being sucked dry. The little bit of true energy in his dantian had not yet been produced.

No matter how much you deceive yourself, you can't mistake the feeling that your body is being drained day by day.

I've been meditating for a long time, but I feel more and more confused.

He finally couldn't help but open his eyes and sighed.

"The years pass by, and I grow old."

The undispersed firepower of the elixir was running rampant in the old Taoist's chest, making him even more confused. He even burst into tears and howled loudly in front of the fat and thin Taoists.

"I have read all the Taoist scriptures, but I have not found the true Dharma."

"I have visited all the mountains and wilderness, but I have never met a real person who can pass on the secrets."

"Practicing Taoism, practicing Taoism, in the end all that is left is nothing!"

Then, he started crying, hunching over and coughing violently.

The old Taoist's appearance startled the fat and thin Taoists outside the door, and they immediately shouted loudly.

"Not good, the Taoist master has gone astray."

The two men rushed in, patted his back and chest, and asked the Taoist boy to bring him tea and water to feed him. They let him fall down and put a wet cloth on his forehead.

After a while, the old Taoist's face gradually returned to normal.

However, he still stared blankly at the beams and tiles of the roof, lying motionless on the bed.

The fat and thin Taoist priests looked at each other, and finally the fat Taoist priest Jin Ao stepped forward and said to the old Taoist priest.

"Master, are you worried about immortality?"

The old Taoist didn't respond, but just sighed.

The fat Taoist understood and continued speaking.

"Daoist!"

"This time, the two of us went down the mountain and didn't return for a long time, but we got a great harvest."

The old Taoist still didn't ask, as if he was completely disheartened.

The fat Taoist came forward and whispered in his ear.

"In the mountains, the two of us had a chance encounter and were fortunate enough to see an immortal god descend to the mortal world."

At this moment, the Yin-Yang Taoist priest immediately opened his eyes wide, as if he would die with his eyes open, and then he suddenly turned his head to look at the Fat Taoist priest.

Looking at the fat Taoist's eyes, he was sure that he was not talking nonsense, and immediately turned over and sat up from the bed, like a resurrected zombie.

"What?" "The immortal god?"

The thin Taoist Dan He couldn't help it and stepped forward and said excitedly.

"Yes, Master."

"We both saw it with our own eyes. He was definitely not an ordinary person. He came on the clouds and summoned the spirits of the mountains and rivers to accompany him."

"He is dressed in cloud clothes, holding a moon-like wheel in his hand, and looks like someone from an extraordinary world."

The fat Taoist also sighed and recalled that scene.

"When the gods descended to the world, there were clouds, mountains, and seas of fog. The spirits of the mountains, rivers, and plants played music for them, and there were goddesses singing to accompany them."

"I, Jin Ao, could never have imagined such a scene and such sacredness even in my dreams."

Ziyun Peak is located deeper in the Yunbi Mountains. It is isolated from the outside world and the villagers rarely interact with the outside world. Moreover, the incident happened only a few days ago, so they are still unaware of the news of the deity's arrival.

When the old Taoist heard what the two said, his eyes suddenly became jealous and he became excited as well, as if he had also imagined what the immortal being looked like.

But after confirming it, the old Taoist shook his head and said.

"I am not concerned about immortality, but I regret not being able to meet the real immortal saint in this life."

"If I could meet a true immortal in this life, and spread my great teachings and Yunzhen Dharma, I would have no regrets."

"My death is of no use."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Yin-Yang Taoist leaned forward, staring at the fat and thin Taoists intently with his eyes.

"That's where you met the immortal?"

"Tell me quickly!"

Next.

The fat and thin Taoist priests recounted in detail their experience of going down the mountain, including the rumors they heard in the county seat of Xihe County and the incident of the wandering dragon they encountered in the mountains.

It then goes on to tell the story of how the two were about to return when they met a divine man in white traveling in the mountains, and finally discovered the appearance of the cloud wall.

Finally, the fat Taoist said.

"I think the person we met might be the immortal that the magistrate of Xihe County mentioned, who gave him advice and told him the truth that the dragon would bring disaster to the world."

"And the appearance of the dragon further proves that it is a true immortal."

"According to what the immortal said, it wasn't just that one dragon that was suppressed, but all the dragons in the mountains, rivers and streams here."

The fat Taoist kept talking and never stopped.

The thin Taoist Dan He started to get a little excited, but when he said this, his brows furrowed.

“Maybe he’s not an immortal.”

Dan He sighed, and when he saw the old Taoist and the fat Taoist looking at him, he continued.

"I think the person we met was not an immortal from our sect, nor was he an ancient immortal saint from our sect. That saint should be the god worshipped by the ancient people in ancient Chu."

"That deity is tall and has a mysterious and handsome appearance, which also conforms to the description of the ancient gods in the classics. This place has been a country where witchcraft is prevalent since ancient times. My Taoism has only been introduced for two or three hundred years."

"After listening to the local villagers and the evidence from the discovery of the cloud wall, I feel more and more that what we have encountered is most likely the ancient barbaric god worshipped by the remnants of the ancient Chu State."

"It's just that I don't know which god it is."

There seemed to be some regret in the words of the thin Taoist priest. It seemed that compared to the ancient gods worshipped by the survivors of the ancient Chu State, he was more looking forward to meeting the immortal saints who had cultivated the Tao.

After saying this, the fat Taoist also felt a little regretful.

Instead, it was the old Taoist Lu Yinyang's scolding that made the two people, who were a little depressed, raise their heads.

"You two have been confused by the smoke from burning incense, and you are acting like fools. What we seek is immortality, and what we pursue is the great way of heaven and earth. Taoists are not believers who worship gods and Buddhas."

"If that god has real magical power, great supernatural powers."

"We worship him as our Lord, and he is the Dao Master of our Dao, or the God of our Dao. What's wrong with that?"

Taoist Lu stood up and pointed to the hall.

"I have practiced Taoism for my whole life, so I can see it clearly."

"Those who sit high on the altar are nothing but clay dolls or stone figures, and those who are engraved on the tablets are nothing but lonely ghosts who have long since disappeared into the scriptures. None of them have truly achieved immortality."

"Now that you have encountered a true god, you two are still obsessed with the clay figurines and stone figures, and can't let go of the lonely ghosts in the scriptures."

Lu Yinyang pursued the Tao for his entire life, meditating and chanting scriptures for countless years, breathing in the purple air in the morning and swallowing the smoke and mist in the evening, drinking a bellyful of wind, and collecting the so-called elixir of the essence of heaven and earth.

In the end, not even the tip of the road was seen.

He was extremely disappointed, and even had no interest in the words "immortality" and "Tao".

At this moment, as long as we find that god, nothing else matters, as long as we master the channels and methods of communicating with the gods, that is to communicate between yin and yang.

He mastered a power that did not belong to this world, and he became a true Yin-Yang Taoist.

The old Taoist had been a Yin-Yang Taoist who deceived himself all his life. At this moment, he seemed to really see a glimmer of opportunity to step into both the Yin and Yang realms and explore the great way of heaven and earth.

(End of this chapter)