In the fertile land of China, because of the struggle in ideology, politics, and national military, a special group has emerged, and they are called "hermits".
But the hermit component is complex.
There are true hermits who are indifferent to fame and fortune, devote themselves to spiritual practice and stay away from the worldly affairs.
But there are more fake hermits. Some of these hermits are fleeing from their enemies, some are seeking fame and reputation and waiting for a good price, some are seeking to study, and of course some are here to rest temporarily.
But no matter what, there are indeed many talented people here in Luoxia Peak.
The most famous hermit in Luoxia Peak is a person called "Junxian". In everyone's eyes, he is a true Taoist cultivator with high moral character and prestige.
He has the cultivation level of Dongxu Stage, and some people say that Junxian's cultivation level is close to Guizhen Stage, and one step further will reach the Jiedi Stage.
He had a vast knowledge. He had studied Taoism, Confucianism, Legalism, and other schools of thought, and had achieved considerable success. Even many celebrities from all walks of life would come to discuss Taoism with him.
He had a broad mind and published many articles to save the world, which benefited many countries. He also opened a private school, collected many orphans from the public and raised and educated them, and took in many people living in poverty.
But Junxian never interferes in other people's lives, and has repeatedly rejected invitations from many countries and divine courts (superpowers), including the Qiyao Divine Court, and has been living a semi-secluded life.
In the morning, he went to the top of the mountain to watch the sunrise and chatted with many celebrities; in the evening, he taught students in the courtyard and explained the ultimate truth of heaven and earth.
It was another evening when the disciple guarding the gate suddenly came to report: "Sir, the prince of Shenting came to ask questions."
Jun Xian immediately sat up straight and said, "Please come in."
A prince from the Divine Court came in person, but Jun Xian did not go out to greet him. Instead, he sat on the chair and waited for the prince to come in.
After a while, the prince came in. After coming in, the prince took off his shoes and bowed in front of Jun Xian: "Dongfang Yi greets you, sir. Yi has a little trouble recently, and I am sorry to bother you, sir."
Jun Xian still did not leave the table, but bowed slightly as a return gesture. With a flick of his long sleeves, the disciple beside him immediately placed a teacup on the table. "Prince has come a long way, please drink a cup of mountain water and enjoy a bit of peace and tranquility."
The prince took the teacup handed over by the disciple next to him and tasted it gently. "Every time I come here, I like the 'Qingping Tea' the most. A sip of tea can make me think of the green mountains and see the troubles of the world. But as a prince, I can only admire your freedom."
"Your Highness, please forgive me for making fun of you. I am just a woodcutter in the mountains."
"If all the people in the world were woodcutters like you, how lucky they would be. I had to go up the mountain this time, so please forgive me for disturbing your meditation. This time, the Northwest Road has encountered a change. I don't know who opened an ancient seal, and a strange place that has been sealed for who knows how many tens of thousands of years has been opened. Now there is a strange evil spirit spreading, and the people within a thousand miles of the seal are going crazy. Now the God's Court is helpless, and I dare to ask if you have heard anything?"
Jun Xian looked at the prince with a half-smile: "I heard about it, and I also know who opened the seal."
The prince looked embarrassed and had to bow again: "Sir, do you have a way to prevent the disaster?"