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?? =???? The news of the old immortal Yuan Shoucheng's immortalization soon spread from the Xuandu Temple to the entire city of Chang 'an.
Yuan Shoucheng was not only famous in Taoism, but also in Chang 'an City. Everyone knew him. Ever since Yuan Shoucheng took out the Elixir of Longevity, his reputation as an old immortal in Chang' an City became even more prominent.
"Why is God so unfair? Why did a good man like Yuan Shoucheng suddenly leave?"
Many people in Chang 'an were sad when they heard the news.
A white-haired old man angrily rebuked, "Don't talk nonsense. The old immortal left after attaining Taoism. It's something to be happy about. There's nothing to be sad about!"
What happened in the Xuandu Temple would not be spread among the people. Ordinary people did not know how many twists and turns had happened. They just thought that Yuan Shoucheng had passed away in a normal way.
Three days later, Yuan Shoucheng was buried. Countless people in Chang 'an came to see him off. Li Shimin heard the news and suspended the court for a day to mourn.
A legend of Taoism had come to an end. However, what Yuan Shoucheng did would affect Taoism for thousands of years.
In the side hall of the Xuandu Temple.
The Taoist priests of External Alchemy were all dejected as if they had lost their spirit. They had lost interest in life.
After Yuan Shoucheng was buried, they used the method of the Elixir Discourse to test their elixirs. The result was no exception. All the animals that took the elixirs died.
They had to accept the fact that the Elixir of Metal and Stone was indeed harmful to the human body. Even they, under the investigation of Sun Simiao, had been poisoned to varying degrees.
"Everyone, I've decided to live in seclusion from now on. I won't come out again. I'll just end my life!" The Master of Qingcheng Temple said disheartenedly.
"Fine!"
The Taoist priests stood up and said. External Alchemy was suddenly beaten down from the clouds. They would just be a laughing stock if they stayed here. If not for the fact that Yuan Shoucheng's funeral was not over, they would have left long ago.
"Taoist priests, please wait!"
Squeak! The door to the side chamber opened and a young man walked in.
"Mo Jiazi!"
The group of External Alchemy disciples looked at Meton and no longer felt any hatred. Although Meton had exposed Daoist Changsheng and Daoist Divine Firmament's deception, he had dealt a fatal blow to the External Alchemy Sect.
However, Daoist Changsheng and Daoist Divine Firmament were swindlers after all. Although Meton's actions had severed the last shred of hope for the External Alchemy sect, he had also completely removed the future threat to the Daoists. If not, the Daoists' Inner Alchemy and External Alchemy factions would probably continue fighting endlessly in the future.
"What are you doing here?" Although he no longer resented the son of the Mo family, he still didn't have a good impression of him.
Meton bowed respectfully and said, "Before Daoist Yuan passed away, he instructed us to cooperate with the Mohist School of Daoism's external alchemy lineage.
Qingcheng Monastery Lord said with a bitter smile, "I'm destined to be despised by the world. Yet, your Mohist family still wishes to cooperate with us.
Although everyone had agreed to cooperate with the Mohist family to explore the secrets of the world, the External Alchemy sect had no interest in cooperating with the Mohist family. Meton's abilities were beyond doubt. He had managed to see through the secrets that Daoist Changsheng and Daoist Divine Firmament had kept hidden for years.
However, Meton was a fifteen-year-old youth after all. For them, who were once high and mighty Daoists, to cooperate with a youth was something they could not bring themselves to do.
"All of you are living in seclusion in the mountains. Wasting all your knowledge is probably the greatest loss to the Daoists," said Meton seriously.
"But the pills we refine are harmful to the human body. This is a wrong Dao. Let it be buried with me!" said Qingcheng Monastery Lord sorrowfully.
The group of Daoists nodded as well. They were disheartened.
Meton shook his head and said, "Fellow Daoists, from my point of view, there is no wrong knowledge. It's just that it's being used in the wrong place. All of you just failed to realize how powerful your Dao techniques are."
Meton's words immediately attracted the attention of all the Daoists.
"Is that true?" Many of the Daoists asked doubtfully. In fact, they felt indignant. They were unwilling to give up just like that.
Meton nodded and said, "I believe that all of you are the true pioneers of the Daoists. In order to seek immortality and the Dao, you have distanced yourself from the mortal world. How can the knowledge you have gained be useless? It's just that all of you are using it in the wrong place.
Meton extended his hand and clapped. A figure walked in. When the Daoists saw him, they immediately gritted their teeth and said, "Daoist Changsheng, you liar!"
"Mo Jiazi, are you laughing at us?"
…
In the hearts of the External Alchemy Sect, they hated Daoist Changsheng and Daoist Divine Firmament. They saw them as the last hope of the External Alchemy Sect, but they never expected them to be the greatest disappointment.
Daoist Changsheng could not help but shrink his head and say, "Fellow Daoists, I'm sorry. I'm here today to apologize."
However, the group of External Alchemy Sect Daoists snorted coldly and looked at Daoist Changsheng with contempt. They cultivated immortality and refined pills. They were sincere in their pursuit of the Dao of Immortality. They were unlike Daoist Changsheng who cheated and took advantage of the situation to amass wealth. He was the biggest parasite of the Daoists.
Daoist Changsheng smiled awkwardly and could not help but look at Meton. Meton took a step forward and said, "Everyone, all you see is that Daoist Changsheng has cheated all of you. I wonder if any of you know why the world is so fond of him."
"It's all because of his head of black hair," said a Daoist sarcastically.
Daoist Changsheng's head hung even lower.
When Meton heard that, he smiled and said, "That is to say, the world does not wish to have a head of white hair. Everyone yearns for a head of black hair. However, it is extremely difficult to regain one's youth. Yet, Daoist Changsheng can make the world achieve it easily."
The group of Daoists was shocked when they heard that. They looked at Meton and Daoist Changsheng with sudden realization.
"What you mean is to let the world dye their white hair black," said the Qingcheng Monastery Lord in disbelief.
Meton nodded and said, "That's right. Everyone, think about it. If the elders of the Tang dynasty all had a head of black hair, who would admit that they were old? If the heart is not old, the body will not be old. Isn't this a form of immortality? "
Meton thought of the streets of the future. There were uncles and aunties with heads of black hair. They sweated profusely in the square to strengthen their bodies. Which one of them would truly admit to being old?
Daoist Changsheng suddenly raised his head high. He had never thought that his secret would have such a great effect and fit the Daoist ideology so well.
"If the heart is not old, the body will not be old!" The Qingcheng Monastery Lord was moved and muttered to himself, "But it's just an illusion after all!"
Meton smiled mysteriously and said, "Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou? Who can tell the difference? "
The group of Daoists' eyes lit up. They were all powerful figures of Daoism. Naturally, they knew what Meton meant. No one had thought that the trick of a liar from the External Alchemy Sect could have such an effect.
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