Tan Chongdai did not survive this winter.
Just two days ago, he suddenly felt that his lifespan was exhausted, he had no fear, no sorrow, so he went down Zhuling calmly, and climbed to Yiyun Peak ten miles away by himself.
The top of the peak has peculiar geology, and there are countless natural grottoes of various sizes, ranging from tens of feet deep to three to five feet shallow. Tan Chongdai chose one to enter, and never came out again.
Lu Yuanqing personally guarded outside for two whole days, only to feel that the other party's breath became weaker and weaker, and finally in the morning two days later, he could no longer sense it.
He knew that the old Taoist leader had already left.
Thinking back to three years ago, Qi Yun's thirty-six friends gathered at Tianzhu Mountain to establish a Taoist temple, full of ambitions, and vowed to create a prosperous age of Taoism. As a result, three years later, there were many bones on the road to longevity, and there were only thirty-five people left.
Although Taoism has been in decline for a long time, in the modern environment, there are actually some Taoist priests who have a very high reputation but do not know the truth or falsehood.
When they die, oh no, after they become immortals, they will hold some grand funeral ceremonies, and there are even grand ceremonies to commemorate the anniversary of their ascension and so on. Some people in some places still spread stories about the immortality of the flesh, the incarnation of a golden statue, offering up a corpse, and enjoying the incense.
This seems to have formed a sense of habit, and everyone accepts it. So much so that after Tan Chongdai left, the official proposed to hold a fasting ceremony for him and build a body pagoda to express his condolences.
It was well intentioned, but Lu Yuanqing rarely lost his temper.
He announced on the same day that since the old Taoist priest had chosen Yiyun Peak as his home, from now on, this peak would be the place where everyone in the Taoist Academy returned to.
The road is long and long, and I don’t know who will take the first step, who will get a glimpse of the secret, who will waste his life... However, the living, carrying the weight of the dead, still move forward, and we are all in the same way!
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Perhaps it was Tan Chongdai who had greeted him beforehand, but when Gu Yu heard the news, he did not appear shocked or sad. Of course, he also set up an altar to burn incense in Phoenix Mountain, and made several prostrations far away.
The old Taoist priest came to him before and asked him for one thing: If you get the Tao and see a trace of my reincarnated wandering spirit, please save me once.
Gu Yu agreed at that time, and this agreement was incredible, because the promise was in him, and he had a Dao heart to witness it. If he doesn't meet it, let it go, if he does, but if he doesn't do it, his Taoism will be scattered, and the wall will collapse and the house will collapse.
Night, quiet room.
Sitting on the rush mat, Xiao Zhai poured out a Yishen Dan from a gourd and swallowed it in one gulp.
When they were refining, the yield rate of the pill was not high, after a period of consumption, this is the last one. Gu Yu is going to go abroad soon, but with Xiao Qiu around, he can barely make it up, and the two of them still have to go to the Tianshi Mansion to open a furnace for alchemy.
And after she swallowed it, she immediately adjusted her breathing and digested energy.
The fiery red pill, which seemed to be shining with crystal light, melted into the jade liquid as soon as it entered the mouth, and the medicinal properties turned into red streams and scattered around.
Xiao Zhai's energy and blood were flourishing, a mass of false and solid red light soared into the sky, and in the halo, there was a golden purple, a black purple and a blue purple, and amidst the crackling of the acupoints all over the body, it was like three swimming Dragons fly in the air.
After a long time, the red light gradually weakened until it dissipated.
"Hoo..."
Xiao Zhai opened his eyes, and felt that Mu Lei's aura had increased a bit. At this rate, one thunder can be cultivated in about a year, which means that in the next year, the five thunders can be completed.
According to conventional theory, the five elements generate and restrain each other.
For example, she first practiced gold mines, gold produces water, then water mines, water produces wood, and now she cultivates wood mines. But gold is against wood, and there is a conflict between the two.
However, the magic of "Shen Xiao Da Lei Lang Yu Shu" lies in this, the balance of the five thunder qi is excellent, metal overcomes wood, and water produces wood, once eliminated and supplemented, it is harmonious.
"Boom!"
After finishing her meditation, she just wanted to go out for a walk, but she heard someone knock on the door three times, and then opened the door and entered.
"Did you finish your homework?" Gu Yu came in and asked.
"Well, the pills are used up, I will take Xiaoqiu to the Tianshi Mansion in a few days."
Xiao Zhai's butt just got up, then fell down again, and asked, "What's the matter?"
"It's nothing, I just have an idea to talk to you."
Gu Yu sat opposite, holding her hand habitually, gently rubbing the back of the white jade hand, and said: "I feel that this period of time is very strange, I didn't have it before, but since I met Tan Daochang, I have been inexplicable I was always depressed. Then I met Fang Qing again, and this emotion became even more obvious."
He paused, then continued: "Do you know how sentimental you are, the kind of sentimentality. At first I thought it was influenced by Tan Daochang, but after I thought about it, it seemed wrong. It was something I couldn't control. It seemed that I should have endured it like this." A once-in-a-lifetime feeling.”
"What does it feel like, be more specific." Xiao Zhai was very interested.
"I can't be specific, if I have to talk..."
Gu Yu thought about an adjective, and said for a moment: "Farewell, it's a feeling of saying goodbye."
"Not giving up?" Xiao Zhai asked.
"No no, giving up is too blunt and indifferent. And it seems to guide me in the dark. I should say goodbye to certain people, certain things, and certain memories."
"..."
Xiao Zhai was silent for a while, then suddenly asked: "Do you know how to kill three corpses?"
"Oh, I used to watch it a lot."
Gu Yu understood what she meant, and said with a smile: "If you cut off good and evil, and cut off yourself, you can become a saint. Let's not mention this, I think I have a similar understanding now. Practice is detachment, and every time you raise a big realm, What is detached is not only the spirit, energy and spirit, not only the ability of Taoism, but also a heart of dust. Get rid of the dust, bid farewell to the past, and call yourself a fairy."
"Well, the logic is correct. This may be the only way for immortals. Your experience is very precious. It is best to accumulate some more, and it can also inspire future generations."
"Exactly. I also feel that the time has not come yet. Although there is a feeling of urgency in my heart, it is still a little bit short. Of course, I am not in a hurry. If I go to the West, I may gain something..."
"Huh? No!" Xiao Zhai interrupted suddenly.
"What's wrong?" he wondered.
"You bid farewell to the past, then what am I?"
Xiao Zhai blinked his eyes, joking and flirting, and asked with a smile: "When you become a fairy, my girlfriend will automatically become an ex-girlfriend?"
"how come!"
Gu Yu has tried his best to survive countless times, and he has been tempered for a long time. He said with a smile: "Buddhists always make great wishes. If the wish is not fulfilled, they will never become a Buddha. If there is such a thing, then you are my wish. Without you, I would not become enlightened... oh !"
As soon as the words fell, his mouth was blocked by two pieces of softness, like a mouthful of fragrant, glutinous and sweet red fruit stuffing. Immediately afterwards, he leaned back and was thrown to the ground again.
"Full marks!"
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With the sound of the rain smashing plantains all night, it soon came to November 14th, and it was snowing.
The sky was dim and white, and the falling snow scattered one after another. Wrapped in a bit of chill, Wang Qi finally arrived at Phoenix Mountain—the meeting was about to start, and he respectfully invited Gu Zhenren to come down the mountain.