The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 89: The aftermath of the corpse transformation, the world of cave heaven

Green mountain garden, red flowers and green willows.

Everyone was drinking and singing by the winding stream. There were scholars wearing tall hats and broad belts, and there were also hermits in Taoist robes and crane cloaks.

Forty-seven-year-old Liang Yue stood tall among the crowd, seemingly blending in, yet also seemingly independent of the world.

Qingshan Garden has been open for twenty years. During these twenty years, countless people have come and gone. Some have disappeared, some have passed away, and some have always been here and have never left.

Liang Yue traveled around the world, participated in historical events, and even took action to stir up the waves of history. He was not idle.

In this era, there are no sects, no famous teachers in the immortal mountains, and no immortal heavens.

Two thousand years is too long and distant. The long river of history will not turn back, and those who are lost will never come back.

How to become a qualified immortal in the long river of history is the first priority of spiritual practice.

How to avoid becoming a stone, how to deal with the seven emotions and six desires, and how to be a natural and unrestrained god...

Sometimes I am sentimental, sometimes I am inexplicably mean, or I take everything lightly. Perhaps this is what a real person is like.

Taoism shapes the immortal body, and the worldly world refines the immortal heart.

In the middle of the banquet, Xie Xuan was holding the entire wine jug, acting casually, unrestrainedly and unrestrainedly.

"Shanbo, you seem a little different today?" Xie Xuan asked puzzled.

"Nothing to do, just sing as much as you want." Liang Yue said with a smile.

At this time, everyone was watching Wang Ningzhi splashing ink and writing.

As the last stroke was made, the crowd burst into cheers.

"it is good!"

"You already have your father's style!"

“No less than Wang Youjun!”

Some people say that he is no less talented than Wang Ningzhi's father, Wang Xizhi.

Liang Yue took a closer look and found that the layout was intricate and the calligraphy was elegant and beautiful.

The content is a simple lament about Qingshan Garden, but the calligraphy is of the highest level.

Has Wang Ningzhi grown to this point?

Wang Ningzhi looked at Liang Yue drunkenly and said with a silly smile: "Thank you, Shanbo..."

He didn't know why he was grateful to Liang Yue, but he had a feeling that he had lived many more years.

I had some insights today and wrote this legendary calligraphy.

"No need to be so polite." Liang Yue said with a smile.

"A hundred years later, the people who lived there may no longer be around, but the stories and legends of Qingshan Garden will still live on."

It is just like the saying goes: The mountains are still green, and the sunsets are still red.

The banquet is over.

Everyone dispersed.

From now on, Liang's Qingshan Garden will be closed for a long time and will no longer hold banquets to the public.

Backyard main house.

Everyone had gone to bed, but the couple had not yet fallen asleep. Instead, they were admiring the Qingshan Postcard and the paintings that Gu Kaizhi had painted for them in the past, before the lights.

"Accompanied by green mountains, like a fairy couple... How come Senior Wang Ning also wrote us down?" Zhu Yingtai said with a smile.

"That's great. We can use this to pass down through the ages. Haha."

The night lights were dim. My wife was forty-three years old, and her face still had a hint of charm.

"Let's set off tomorrow, without further delay." Liang Yue suddenly said.

This journey may take several years.

The two of them are originally free-spirited people. They have been living in ordinary families since they got married. Now that the next generation has grown up and the world is beginning to be peaceful, they should go out for a walk while they are still young and unable to walk.

She stopped talking and just looked at Gu Kaizhi's paintings quietly.

In the painting, the two people are wearing wedding clothes, look young, and look straight ahead.

This is the only subject that Gu Kaizhi ever painted. Now that he is gone, there will never be another painting of this kind.

"Sanbo, we were all very young then..."

"That's right. I remember when you were pregnant with Heyun, we invited Gu Kaizhi to paint for you in Shanyin, Kuaiji. It cost me a bottle of elixir..."

The candlelight is dim, but the person in the painting remains unchanged.

Zhu Yingtai turned around and smiled, as if she had returned to her youth, and said, "Shanbo, when I am old, you can think of me when you look at this painting."

Liang Yue read out other meanings, he sighed slightly and said:
"So you already know everything."

After hearing Zhu Yingtai's words, Liang Yue realized that Zhu Yingtai knew that he knew magic.

It's not that I intended to conceal it, but it would be too cruel for the person next to me to know about it.

"That was because you were careless and didn't guard yourself in front of me. When I was in labor in the middle of the night, you came through the wall and almost scared me to death." Zhu Yingtai was overjoyed and remembered the events of that year clearly.

"Haha, I know magic, and I will age and die. As for whether I will still be myself in the next life, that is unknown."

Liang Yue is walking a path that no one has ever walked before.

Whether this road is good or bad, everything depends on time.

“Who can know what the future holds?”

Late at night, the two fell asleep.

In the early morning, the sun shines on the windowsill, dispelling the damp and cold of the night.

"go!"

Zhu Yingtai changed into handsome men's clothes and went out with Liang Yue.

"Roaring Sky! Golden Crow!"

Boo!
With a long howl, a big black dog came running over, and a golden crow was circling in the sky.

Liang Yue did not bring Xuanwu with him. Xuanwu was responsible for monitoring Sima Daozi.

Sima Daozi actually did not need to be monitored. This guy's hands and feet were disabled and he had difficulty walking. Even if no one was watching him, he could not break through the chains and cage.

But leaving Xuanwu to guard is at least safer.

The two came to the Wutong Garden. In late autumn, the Wutong trees were golden and the autumn leaves fell into the clear pond.

Liang Jingming was practicing martial arts by the pool, and when he saw his parents dressed like this, he was suddenly confused.

"Dad, Mom, what are you doing...?"

"Jingming, we are going out to travel." Zhu Yingtai said with a smile.

"Traveling? How long will it take to be back?"

"It will take at least a few years." Liang Yue said.

Xie Xuan on the treetop looked over here.

Xie Lingyun put down the book and looked as if he had known this would happen.

Liang Jingming was stunned for a moment, but did not try to persuade them to stay. Instead, he nodded and said with a smile, "Okay, you two can travel around without worry, and I will take care of the family."

The group escorted the couple to the entrance of the fortress.

"Take care!" Xie Xuan said, turned around and went back to the yard.

My father-in-law and mother-in-law returned to Zhu's house in Shangyu after dinner yesterday.

"Jingming, take good care of the house. If there is anything, remember to send a pigeon. The pigeon will find Jinwu."

This wasn't a separation of life and death, so Liang Yue didn't feel that sad.

"Okay!" Liang Jingming nodded seriously and watched the couple's backs disappear at the end of the road.

The older generation is gradually retiring, and now it is the turn of the next generation to take over.

Under the shade of trees beside the road, Zhu Yingtai, wearing a tall hat and a wide belt, looks full of elegance.

She has been practicing for many years and has no actual combat experience, but she also has the internal strength of a mid-level master.

"Hold on!"

Liang Yue produced two chopsticks.

boom! !

The chopsticks fell to the ground, and the two black horses stood still.

After years of practice, his proficiency in the Eight Methods of Huainan has reached perfection. The horses are lifelike, and except for the lack of breathing and heartbeat, they are no different from normal horses.

"That's good. I thought we were going to walk."

Zhu Yingtai jumped on the horse, galloped away, and disappeared at the end of the road.

"Shan Bo, I plan to go to Taihu Academy first!"

"it is good!"

Liang Yue then mounted the horse, and the big black dog Xiaotian jumped onto the horse's back and sat behind Liang Yue.

The horse followed the smoke and dust.

……

At the foot of Kuaiji Mountain, Taihu Academy.

The breeze is gentle and the sun is scorching.

The academy stands by the lake and has always been a place for the children of dignitaries to study literary classics.

"The way of university is to manifest the bright virtue, to love the people, and to stop at the highest good..." The sound of reading aloud came from the academy. The teacher paced back and forth, holding a ruler, and occasionally tapped the back of the absent students as a warning.

The headmaster of the academy was replaced by a new person.

Seeing the two people coming, the headmaster hurriedly stood up to greet them.

"Welcome to the Duke of Changle and his wife..." The headmaster was a local nobleman and had the honor of meeting Liang Yue once in Qingshan Garden.

"No need to be so polite." Liang Yue waved his hand to indicate that it was not necessary.

He is no longer a poor man, but the famous Duke of Changle County, the brother of the current emperor before he became rich, the prime minister in the mountains, and a famous scholar who will rule the country as soon as he comes out of the mountains.

All kinds of praises were bestowed upon him.

Once Liang Yue arrived, the teaching order no longer existed.

All the students came forward to greet him.

"Madam is actually a student of the academy?"

"She is truly a heroine."

Learning that Liang Yue and Zhu Yingtai were once students of the academy and even classmates, this undoubtedly adds a legendary color to Liang Yue's personal experience.

Liang Yue and Zhu Yingtai looked at each other and both wanted to go home.

Liang Yue didn't expect that his reputation would be so great. It seems that he can't reveal his real name casually in the future.

As Liu Yu became emperor, his deeds before his rise to power were also widely circulated.

After chatting for a while, Liang Yue set off again.

The next stop is Dongyang.

In the following time, the two of them walked and stopped, enjoying the mountains and rivers; on the way, Liang Yue sensed the aging of Taoism and studied the internal skills of stealing the sky.

At night, in the deep mountains and dense forests, a tent was set up in a wide open space, and Zhu Yingtai fell asleep in the tent.

Outside the tent, Liang Yue sat cross-legged, with the stars above his head, and circulated his inner energy.

There was a faint glow on his body, and he was thinking about the decline of his Taoism.

At the current rate, around the age of fifty, the internal energy will be insufficient and he will need to take elixirs to make up for the shortfall.

This is because the internal force forms a large cycle.

Around the age of fifty-five, the internal energy is greatly depleted and the amount of elixirs consumed is even greater.

If you haven't learned the Heaven Stealing Skill yet, it will cost you a lot of resources.

It's actually okay.

The internal strength is just a deficit, and has not reached the decline from top quality to middle quality, or from middle quality to low quality.

This probably happened after the age of seventy.

Liang Yue was thinking about what to do after his corpse was dismembered.

At this age, it is the right time to consider corpse transformation. If you are older, after the age of sixty, your spirit and soul will begin to age, and you will basically wait for death and prepare for corpse transformation.

You must retain a certain amount of true energy to protect your Tao and achieve longevity.

"The Six Treasures of the Heavenly Master, the Six Yang Magical Array. This is used to protect the body from decay and pests after death."

The Heavenly Master Seal can store internal energy to operate the formation.

Therefore, you don’t have to worry about Ning Yangzi’s matter.

"But choosing a location for the corpse transformation... is a difficult problem."

Liang Yue traveled around the world this time to select a location for his corpse transformation.

He had three ideas. One was to have the corpse transformed into a spirit in the family's clan land. After all, it would only take sixty years, and then Taiyi would guard the corpse and revive.

However, the risk is a bit high, as it is equivalent to entrusting your life and fortune to the sentiments of future generations.

The matter of corpse reincarnation and human disaster is too illusory, but we have to be on guard against it. What if it really happens?
The second idea is to go to Dayu's secret realm and the dragon-raising land to perform corpse transformation and body refining. This place is hidden enough. Just put enough water and fasting pills, and you can be reborn after death and refine your internal strength.

The third idea comes from ancient legends. The classics collected over the years have recorded many stories about ancient caves.

The cave heaven in ancient mythology is not a real cave, but a small world independent of the outside world.

If we can find these small worlds, even if they have lost their spiritual energy, we can use them to protect the corpse and refine the body until the afterlife.

The clue Liang Yue currently has is the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang.

According to historical records, the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang "has astronomy on top and geography on the bottom" and "uses mercury to represent the four rivers, hundreds of rivers, five mountains and nine states, and has all the geographical features."

Later scholars like to explain problems from a scientific perspective.

If we change to Liang Yue’s own perspective, would the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang be a cave world?

According to historical records, Xiang Yu, the Red Eyebrow Army, and Cao Cao's tomb-robbing lieutenant all attempted to rob the Qin Shihuang Mausoleum in Mount Li. They dug up many things, but never found the main underground palace.

Maybe the underground palace is in the cave world.

Otherwise, the army would have kept digging and searching over and over again and would have eventually found it.

Liang Yue set a goal and then closed his eyes to practice.

"Take your time, it's still early."

The mountain breeze is cool and the birds are singing peacefully.

A divine person from other world, cultivating his energy and refining his body.

Early morning, wake up.

After washing up, the two of them set out on their journey again.

Watch the water in Poyang Lake and the vast ocean from Linhai.

Watch the waterfall that plunges three thousand feet at Mount Lushan.

The red spring falls thousands of feet, and the purple mist is far away.

“What a magnificent view!”

Zhu Yingtai looked at the towering and beautiful Mount Lushan, which seemed like a silver waterfall left by the sky, and was so shocked that she was speechless for a long time.

"It looks good, right?" Liang Yue asked with a smile.

The magnificent mountains and rivers and the historical sites will not change even after thousands of years.

The two set out on their journey again.

Jurong County.

There are many palaces and pavilions, with jade-like buildings.

Ge Xuanpu, wearing a yellow robe and a golden crown, sat quietly in front of the alchemy furnace.

The temperament is extraordinary and mysterious like an immortal.

With Liu Yu's ascension to the throne, the Lingbao Sect officially became the orthodox religion, and Ge Xuanpu was awarded the title of Xuanmiao Zhenren.

Sitting quietly with nothing to do, Ge Xuanpu flipped through the classics that he had recorded in Liuzhuang.

This is the origin of the Lingbao Sect.

Back then, my handwriting was not as mature as it is now, and there was still a hint of immaturity; now it looks more mature and my calligraphy is more mature, but the only thing that has not changed is my heart that pursues the truth and never regrets even if I die.

At this time, the disciple suddenly came to report.

"Master, Liang Changle wants to see you!"

"Hmm? Take me there quickly." Ge Xuanpu immediately stood up and went out to greet him in person.

Under the gate tower, the man was followed by his wife in men's clothing, and the scholar's sartorial attire, and his appearance seemed unchanged from the past.

"Disciple...Greetings to the Master! Greetings to the Madam!"

Ge Xuanpu was filled with emotion. He never expected that the teacher would come in person.

"Xuan Pu, you have done a great job. With you and Jingming, Taoism will have a bright future." Liang Yue was very satisfied.

I never thought that the young people back then would have achieved what they have today.

Under the leadership of the Lingbao School, Taoism's idealism turned into pragmatism, cultivating immortals turned into maintaining health, and social customs changed dramatically.

The Jingming Dao focuses on the cultivation of elixirs, which has the true meaning of hard practice.

In short, the era of luxury, waste and idle talk is over.

"Sir, what you said about the immortal way is to value life and to save people without limit. I have always kept it in mind."

"That's good."

They sat down in the pavilion.

Liang Yue casually flipped through the notes written by Ge Xuanpu. His thoughts at that time had gradually been perfected after more than 20 years of research.

At this time, he saw a line of Taoist code words on the title page.

"The spirit of the mountain, the treasure of the pillars... What is this...?"

Mountains, pillars... Lingbao, isn't that your own name?

Ge Xuanpu stroked his beard and smiled, saying, "I will never forget your kindness, sir."

"Haha, from now on, when you travel around the world, use Lingbao as your nickname."

"Shanbo, what about mine?" Zhu Yingtai was eager to try and also wanted to come up with a code name.

"Just pick two words at random." Liang Yue handed the Lingbao Sutra to his wife.

Zhu Yingtai pointed casually.

Liang Yue looked in the direction of his finger.

"Biyou? Not bad either."

(End of this chapter)