Huan Ming is the eldest senior brother of Sanyang Temple and a direct disciple of Taoist Qingyun. Ever since Taoist Qingyun gave him the spiritual root fruit, he began to practice with Taoist Qingyun.
Swallowing a spiritual fruit will start the path of spiritual practice.
On this day, Taoist Qingyun got the Donglong Ding back and finally started to refine the weapon himself, and he accompanied him.
At the top of the Huangyang Mountain Taoist temple, hundreds or even thousands of disciples from the Sanyang Temple gathered to watch Taoist Qingyun perform the weapon refining technique, throwing in spiritual materials and spiritual blood one after another.
For three days and three nights, the fire in the furnace never stopped. All the disciples in the temple chanted mantras for blessings, and it seemed as if a large-scale Dharma Assembly was being held in the Sanyang Temple.
Light continuously emanated from the furnace, along with a marvelous glow and fragrance, and the lingering sound lingered in the air. For three days, the disciples in the temple seemed to be immersed in the sound of the great way.
On the day the furnace was opened, the top of Huangyang Mountain shone brightly, and golden rays of light shot out from the furnace and swirled around the sky.
This strange sight alarmed the entire population near Huangyang Mountain. Hundreds of thousands of disciples in the temple were stunned. Each and every one of them, whether they were registered disciples or people who had come from other Taoist temples or the official authorities, looked at Taoist Qingyun on the altar with admiration and shock in their hearts.
Today, Sanyang Temple has become a wealthy and powerful family with several generations of disciples. It is no longer the deserted appearance of the past. Some people call Taoist Qingyun "Master", while others call him "Ancestor". Not only does he have countless disciples, he even has grandchildren.
Taoist Qingyun flicked his whisk, and the light in the sky gathered and fell into his hands, transforming into a large stack of golden talismans.
Holding the golden light, with the whisk in his hand, his feathered Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, revealing his immortal demeanor, like a Taoist master. All the disciples were impressed and willing to prostrate themselves at his feet.
Taoist Qingyun took a step and flew, stepping on the wind and landing in the Sanyang Temple below, and his voice was heard in the air.
"All disciples of Sanyang Temple! Come to the Patriarch's Hall to listen to my teachings!"
All the disciples talked about it a lot, and then formed a large group and headed towards Qingyun Temple. They went in a huge group, and the Patriarch's Hall and outside the hall, even the cushions on the steps were filled with people.
"Knock to the master!"
“I bow to the Master!”
"Knock to the master!"
All the disciples of Sanyang Temple shouted together, and the whole Sanyang Temple and the mountain seemed to resound together. Thousands of Taoists bowed in unison, and it looked like a solemn and majestic sect.
At this moment, Taoist Qingyun had been waiting here for a long time. He swung his whisk, placed it on his other hand, and slowly opened his eyes.
He swept his eyes across the many disciples in the audience, then closed them again, sighed slightly, then opened them again, revealing a kind smile, and began his sermon.
"Think of our Sanyang Temple, which was inherited from the ancient immortal Chong Yunzi. Among the Taoist methods, the one he is most proficient in is the way of talismans!"
"In this world, if we talk about inheritance and great principles, there is no one better than our Sanyang Temple!"
"The Way of Talismans and the Way of Instruments, no matter how they change, they still remain essentially the same!"
Taoist Qingyun narrated the inheritance of Sanyang Temple bit by bit. In addition to a few disciples who swallowed the spiritual root fruit, the ordinary disciples in the audience also listened attentively, because this time the sermon seemed to be different from usual. The master of the temple started preaching as soon as he finished opening the furnace. It might be related to the magical instruments and treasures he refined.
Halfway through his story, Qingyun finally took out a thick stack of golden talismans from his sleeve. The talismans looked pure gold, and the symbols on them moved like dragons and snakes, mysterious and revealing powerful fluctuations of magical power.
"And this golden talisman seed was created by me after exhausting all the Taoist scriptures, reading through the teachings of the ancestors, and working hard!"
"Finally, I comprehended the latter part of the Yunhua Sutra, a true seed of the talisman path, which completely combined the magic and cultivation together, and opened up the true path of the great way."
“And this golden talisman true seed, even if it is a mortal, if it can be integrated into the body, it can also be practiced!”
As soon as Qingyun finished speaking, hundreds of disciples below the stage felt as if a bolt from the blue had struck their heads at the same time. After a long while, they looked towards the stage, their eyes greedily and infatuatedly at the golden talisman in Taoist Qingyun's hand.
"What?" A disciple of the Huan generation looked up in disbelief.
“If we…if we have that golden talisman, can we also practice like the Great Uncle, Fifth Uncle, Third Brother, and Sixth Brother?” This was a young Taoist priest who looked only in his teens, as if he had just come in not long ago.
"So... As expected... I knew this sermon would be different!" A skinny Taoist priest in his thirties was so excited that he could barely speak clearly.
"There are probably hundreds of golden talismans. In that case, we all have a chance!"
The disciples below the stage were extremely excited and fanatical, unable to suppress the trembling in their hearts, but they dared not behave themselves or make any noise in front of the abbot, Taoist Qingyun. If they angered the abbot at this critical moment and lost the opportunity to attain enlightenment and practice, they would probably regret it for the rest of their lives.
Taoist Qingyun said this and looked at the various people below. Some were pretending to be calm, some had fanatical eyes, some were kneeling on the ground devoutly, and some were whispering cautiously to each other.
"In order to refine this golden talisman, I opened the furnace for three days and exhausted half of my life's cultivation!"
“It’s not easy to come by!”
"You know!"
Thousands of disciples stood up at the same time, bowed their heads earnestly, and walked down the stairs from the main hall. All the disciples moved in unison as never before, as if their hearts were held tightly together for fear of any mistake.
“I beg Master to teach me the Dharma!”
"I beg the Grandmaster to teach me the Dharma!"
"Disciple will never forget Master's great kindness and virtue!"
He finally looked sternly at the audience, raised his voice a lot, and vibrated it out with his magic power.
"Today! I will pass on this great Dao method to you!"
"I hope you will practice well and carry forward the Three Sheep Temple as soon as possible!"
The sound of thunder filled everyone's ears, and everyone felt as if the sound was echoing between their souls and minds, leaving a deep imprint on them.
Golden talismans flew out one after another, soared to the top of the hall, and flew freely like golden dragons. Then they looked for their masters, fell on the heads of the disciples of Sanyang Temple, and then turned into light and fell into the souls of each disciple.
At the same time, the disciples of Sanyang Temple felt their bodies straighten and golden light appeared in their eyes.
Suddenly, they felt their bodies lighten, as if the whole world became clear at once, and a strange power and sense surged into their bodies. They observed their own souls through their bodies.
He also saw a true talisman emitting golden light shining brightly within his soul.
Even several disciples who had already embarked on the journey of spiritual practice were no exception. They all felt a golden talisman falling into their souls at the same time. The magical golden talisman immediately merged with their souls and emitted all kinds of magical spiritual light.
They immediately felt their cultivation levels surge, and they even mastered several mysterious techniques. This golden talisman was simply incredible, and it shattered their understanding and common sense of cultivation.
"Thank you, Master. I am willing to follow you for the rest of my life and never leave you!" Even the eldest disciple Huan Chen excitedly bowed to Taoist Qingyun.
Taoist Qingyun patted his eldest disciple Huan Ming on the shoulder and a peaceful smile appeared on his face.
"Thank you, Master, for teaching me the Dharma!"
"Master, your kindness is so great! I have no way to repay you!"
"Thank you, Grandmaster, for teaching me the Dharma!"
The disciples who had come to their senses in the audience were so excited that their eyes were filled with tears. They exaggeratedly expressed their gratitude to Taoist Qingyun, with tears of excitement in their eyes and their words were sincere.
Those who didn't get it looked at their fellow disciples around them who had received the true teachings with eyes that were about to burst into flames of jealousy. Some even lowered their heads and looked at Taoist Qingyun on the stage with resentment.
"The disciples who have obtained the golden talisman will stay here. Everyone else, leave the hall!"
Some people stood up and left, while others walked forward.
Taoist Qingyun raised his head and swung his whisk. A ray of spiritual light penetrated dozens of meters and closed the door of the hall.
"Next, I will teach you the method of practicing the Golden Talisman True Seed, which is the next chapter of the Yunhua Sutra!"