Inside and outside the hall where Zhenwu the Great Emperor was worshipped, the incense was burning.
An old Taoist with a solemn face quickly stepped over the threshold. Seeing the tall figure in white, the old man calmed down and slowed down his pace, standing side by side.
The figure in white, who was taller than the average Beiliang man, was actually a young woman. Her face was faintly radiant. This was probably the so-called solemnity of a treasure, like a Bodhisattva descending to the world.
The elderly Taoist was originally here to take over the task of knocking the chimes. Although his seniority on Wudang Mountain was the highest, and he was the Great Spiritual Master who had been in charge of the mountain's commandments for dozens of years, he still had to attend to everything personally. When he was approaching the main hall, he sensed her unusual aura. The elderly Taoist was well aware that, to be precise, she was the first one to discover him, and then she deliberately revealed some clues.
The old Taoist followed her line of sight and saw a devout believer kneeling three times and kowtowing nine times on a futon. Although his body was extremely weak, the etiquette of kowtowing was meticulous.
The old Taoist was very familiar with this. When he was young, he was brought to the mountain by his master, Huang Manshan, to cultivate. He was Wang Zhonglou and Song Zhiming's senior and junior brothers. Now that he was almost a hundred years old, the old Taoist had been burning incense for people for nearly eighty years.
The old Taoist said with emotion, "People pray to immortals for longevity, for relief from worries, for freedom from suffering."
The tall woman in white said indifferently, "Then why does Wudang Mountain want to cut off the thoughts of all the cultivators in the world?"
The old man was none other than Wudang's Enlightened Immortal Chen Yao, the Senior Brother of the former leader Hong Xixiang, and the Senior Uncle of the current leader Li Yufu. The old man smiled and said, "Master Tantai, I only know the rules and regulations of this mountain. I know what should be done and what should not be done. But if you ask me about the Art of Immortality, or some other bigger questions, I would be asking the blind. If you had climbed the mountain earlier, my master, senior brother, and junior brother would have been able to answer. Even if you had climbed the mountain ten days earlier, the chief would have been able to answer. "
Tantai calmly withdrew her gaze and looked up at the majestic statue of Zhenwu the Great Emperor. It was high and mighty, overlooking the world. "Is it hard to understand? Or do you not want to understand? Why did the Spring and Autumn Period fall? Why did the Central Plains sink? It was because a small group of tycoons had blocked the entire world's path to prosperity.
It was obvious that if the current Emperor of Liyang discriminated against the white-clothed Han Clan and only promoted the descendants of aristocratic families to fill the imperial court, the fate of the Zhao Clan would not last long. Running water doesn't rot, the pivot doesn't rust. How simple is this logic? "
The old Daoist smiled and nodded. "Grandmaster Tantai is right."
Tantai Pingjing asked again, "Is the ambition of Mount Wudang so great that they want to turn the whole world into a separatist town?"
The old Zhenren asked, "In the eyes of Sect Master Tantai, the mortals in the human world are inferior to the immortals in the heavens?"
Tantai Pingjing rudely stretched out her finger and pointed at the statue. "Isn't it? Then why is this statue able to sit high up and look down, making people willingly bow their heads and enjoy a thousand years of incense? "
The old Zhenren was not annoyed by the disrespectful behavior of the former leader of the Qi cultivators in the south. He shook his head and said, "It's still the same as what I said before. When people pray for immortals to grow old, they have to ask for something. I'll be bold to make an inappropriate analogy. It's like the officialdom at the foot of the mountain or the marketplace. When you ask for someone's favor, you always have to bring some gifts. When you talk to someone, you always have to lower your voice. That's how it is. That's how it is. But it doesn't mean that the person who is being asked can do whatever he wants. "
The old Zhenren, who was not talkative, started to talk. His tone was a little heavier. "I heard that the immortals in the heavens are good at fishing for the fate of the human world. The lifespan of a person and the national throne of a country are all under their control. If it's just that the heavens are ruthless, it's fine that people don't die early because they're evil, and people don't live long because they're kind. But if you put yourself in their shoes, how sad is it when you think that your fate of marriage, lifespan, fortune, and so on are all controlled by others? How sad is that? My master once told us six brothers that the heavens are vigorous, and a gentleman should constantly strive for self-improvement. He's willing to work hard for the difficulties in life. He's not willing to be born with a good life and enjoy the fruits of others' labor. He's not willing to have everything be inflexible. Although we Daoists are people outside the mountain, we can't forget that we're still people of the world. We live in the world and die in the world. "
From Ancestor Lu to Huang Manshan, to Chen Yao's generation of Wang Zhonglou, Song Zhiming, Yu Xingrui, Wang Xiaoping, and Hong Xixiang.
None of them could live forever.
Some of them couldn't and didn't want to, such as Song Zhiming and Chen Yao.
Some of them could but weren't willing, such as Wang Zhonglou and Yu Xingrui.
Some of them were disdainful, such as Hong Xixiang and Wang Xiaoping.
Chen Yao suddenly laughed out loud. He turned his head and looked straight at this Land Immortal who was said to have reached the Celestial Realm. He was fearless. "How many people can ascend in the human world in a hundred years? Among the few people, who isn't a banished immortal who descended to the human world? Why, who is Grandmaster Tantai trying to persuade? I only know that the 'person' who can make Sect Master Tantai do this is definitely not this Zhenwu Great Emperor. "
Tantai Pingjing frowned.
A strange smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She asked, "Have you ever wondered if the King of Beiliang, Hsu Fengnian, and your Sect Master, Li Yufu, are banished immortals? Why do they have to commit treason in this world?! "
Chen Yao's face was full of righteousness. He laughed and said, "I'm only in charge of Wudang's commandments. Why should I care about that?"
Tantai Pingjing's face was cold. "What a Wudang Mountain! As expected of Ancestor Lu's Dojo! "
Chen Yao still smiled and said, "You flatter me."
Tantai Pingjing turned and looked, her eyes snow-white.
Yu Xingrui stood outside the door of the main hall.
However, she looked directly at the Small Lotus Peak outside the Big Lotus Peak.
In the next moment, her figure dissipated.
Yu Xingrui, who hurried over, was relieved. Chen Yao slowly walked towards this Junior Apprentice Brother. The old Spiritual Master, who was famous for being serious, made a rare joke. "Junior Apprentice Brother Yu, quickly wipe your sweat."
Yu Xingrui asked worriedly, "Are we letting her go just like that?"
Chen Yao said open-mindedly, "Actually, the fact that she's willing to show herself at this time means that she doesn't have any killing intent. Think about it. His Highness is on the mountain, Đồng Thái is here, Li Xiaoxin is here, and so many grandmasters are here. Who would dare to behave atrociously here? After all, she's not Wang Xianzhi from Martial Emperor City. "
Yu Xingrui nodded and said, "That's true."
Chen Yao suddenly asked, "Have you really thought it through?"
Yu Xingrui said in a low voice, "Unlike you guys, I, Yu Xingrui, have been born and raised in Liangzhou for generations."
Chen Yao patted Yu Xingrui's shoulder unceremoniously. "Then go without worry. There's Yu Fu, Han Gui, and … that Yu Fu. They're all very good. "
Yu Xingrui said regretfully, "Unfortunately, I probably won't be able to wait until the day Junior Apprentice Brother becomes enlightened."
Chen Yao nodded. "Senior Apprentice Brother is about the same."
"Senior Apprentice Brother, can I talk to you about something?"
"Go ahead."
"Junior Apprentice Brother is still so young. He's at the age where he loves to sleep. How can there be an elder like you who knocks on his door every day before dawn?"
"Junior Apprentice Brother, are you the Discipline Daoist on our mountain or me?"
"…"
"Is there anything else?"
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