Although He Zaidao didn't want to go to Taisu Zhengzong anymore, Diaosou didn't complain much. He doubled the boat fare and sent the master and apprentice across Yunmeng Daze.
After boarding the shore, He Zaidao bowed respectfully and said: "Thank you, senior."
At this time, the sun was rising, and a thin mist rose from the lake. The fisherman just waved his hand, turned the boat and disappeared into the haze. He Zaidao no longer stopped, turned around, and strode towards the Central Plains.
Seeing this, He Xuan took two steps forward and asked: "Master, should I go to Shangxuan on foot?"
He Zaidao responded: "This is natural."
Although He Xuan was prepared, his expression still fell.
Lingbao Sect is located in the southeast of Jersey. The long journey that the master and his disciples took from Diandai Mountain to Yunmengze was less than one-third of the length of Jersey. It took them more than ten years.
The Central Plains is the center of the Divine Continent. Its vastness is nearly twice that of the Jersey land. It is also said to be home to thousands of nations and thousands of customs. He Xuan really doesn't dare to think how long it will take to travel again. It will be thirty years. Or fifty years?
"Disciple has almost forgotten what the Upside Down Mountain looks like." He Xuan muttered.
He Zaidao only said: "There are many differences between the Central Plains and Jersey. You and I both need to take a closer look."
"..."
Sure enough, the Central Plains and Jersey are really completely different. They don't even seem to be in the same Xuanhuang or the same Divine Continent.
In all the countries in the Central Plains, even children know that there is an Immortal Sect that governs the world. There are Shangxuan Taoist temples in every city in every country. Every household believes in Taoism. The famous mountains and rivers are either mountain gods and river gods canonized by Shangxuanzong, or they are affiliated with Shangxuan Zhengzong. of small sects.
At the foot of the central pillar of Shenzhou, the Daxuan Dynasty completely belonged to the rule of Shangxuanzong. Everyone in the world enjoyed the blessings of Taoism and had plenty of food and clothing. The cultivators showed up in the city freely, even flying around, and ordinary people also No surprise, only respect.
Every city in the Xuan Dynasty seemed to be a fairy city. Those who enforced the law and patrolled the city were all Taoist warriors, and the government officials had some level of cultivation.
Naturally, the cultivation level of these people, not to mention He Zaidao, could not be called brilliant even in He Xuan's eyes. However, this was a completely different scene from the paradise of Yunmengze, which was isolated from the immortals of Jersey.
No wonder those travelers from Jersey who had the courage to open up the world and visited the Central Plains would write travel notes that were considered fabricated in Jersey, describing the Central Plains countries as "Heaven and Earth" and comparing Daxuan to "Immortal Dynasty" ', highly respected.
Naturally, with such a vast land and an uncountable population, even the Immortal Sect cannot govern every corner. The further away from the central pillar of the Divine Continent, the more so.
The world is vast and the mountains and rivers have gone through. The master and the disciple have seen too much along the way, but they still cannot know what kind of philosophy of governing the world is the best way.
Arriving at Xuan Dynasty in this way and arriving at the foot of Tianzhu, it was far beyond He Xuan's expectation and it took a full eighty years.
Naturally, he did a lot of walking and stopping along the way, slaying demons, speaking out against injustice, and praying for rain and blessings. He Zaidao even taught and preached, and accepted a named disciple...
But what delayed the trip the most was He Xuan's practice, but the past was like smoke, so there was no need to mention it again.
At the foot of the Tianzhu, a stone step winds up, reaching into the clouds. There may be tens of thousands of steps within one's field of vision, and they are extremely steep. Climbing it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.
However, it is not an exaggeration to call it the stairs to heaven. As long as you climb to the end of this ladder, you can worship in the lower courtyard of Shangxuanzong and learn basic Taoism. Even if you stop here, you can also go to various Taoist temples to practice in the future. Shou, if you can pass more tests and become a member of Shangxuan Zhengzong, it will be a real step to reach the sky.
According to rumors, if the prince of Xuan Dynasty cannot reach this level, he will not even be able to become a reserve, which shows his importance.
Therefore, no matter the season, morning or evening, there are always people climbing up the stone steps. However, on this day, two Taoists who were out of place came and climbed up the steps. The clouds were calm and the wind was light, and they easily surpassed many climbers. .
These two Taoists are naturally the masters and disciples of He Zai. The long steps may be as difficult as climbing to the sky for ordinary people, but it is nothing to these two people. The restrictions that test the Taoist heart can hardly make the two of them stop. However, In a moment, the two of them saw the mountain gate in the clouds and mist.
Go to Xuanzong!
These three simple characters made He Xuan shake his head slightly, but made He Zaidao stare at it for a long time.
He Xuan came to his senses slowly and saw that He Zaidao seemed a little intoxicated. He did not call him and walked to the mountain gate alone. He did not see any movement. After waiting for a moment, he saw a Shangxuan disciple lifting the clouds and mist. When he comes, he bows to someone and asks: "I have met a Taoist friend, but I don't know where he practices. Is he paying homage to a mountain or visiting a friend?"
He Xuan smiled slightly and replied: "Lingbao Sect He Xuan came to pay a visit."
The expression of the disciple Shangxuan changed slightly. He noticed something from his released breath, and his attitude suddenly became respectful, and he said: "Master, please wait a moment."
He Xuan hurried away after saying this. Not long after, a Taoist priest came up gracefully, cupped his hands and said, "Zong Yangzi has met Taoist friend."
"Zong Yangzi." He Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly. This was a true disciple of Shangxuan Sect who had become quite famous in recent years. It would be rude for him to greet him in person.
However, before He Xuan could give him another name, Zong Yangzi had already asked with a smile: "I have never heard of when Lingbao Sect had a true disciple named He Xuan."
He Xuan smiled and said: "I have been traveling to the Divine Continent with my master for hundreds of years. I have only recently achieved something by luck and have not returned to the sect."
"Oh?" Zong Yangzi was slightly surprised and looked behind He Xuan. When he saw He Zaidao, his eyes narrowed slightly and he asked, "I wonder who is the master of your sect?"
He Zaidao seemed to suddenly wake up from the words "Shangxuanzong" and stepped forward slowly. He did not let He Xuan do the introduction for him. He raised his hand and bowed his head and said: "He Zaidao, the poor Taoist Lingbaozong." .”
"What?" Zong Yangzi was surprised and said, "It's Zai Daozi in front of you. I'm disrespectful to you, sir. Please forgive me."
He Zaidao smiled gently and said, "My little friend, there is no need to be too polite. I am a poor Taoist and his disciples are here to pay a visit today. Isn't it convenient?"
Zong Yangzi said hurriedly: "Your Majesty has come from afar, how can I refuse to visit you? Your Majesty, my Taoist brother, please come with me."
With the true disciples of our sect leading the way, there was no obstruction. Zong Yangzi seemed to have sent a message along the way. When the three of them officially arrived at Xuanmen, they had already arranged their support and prepared the reception hall.
Although He Zaidao was gentle-tempered, as a third-level monk of Nascent Soul and a Taoist disciple of Lingbao Sect, there was nothing he could not tolerate.
After the three of them arrived and took their seats in the main hall, Zong Yangzi asked: "I wonder why the venerable brother and Taoist brother came to visit?"
He Zaidao said slowly: "We are both orthodox Xuanmen disciples, but I have been fascinated by your sect's style for a long time. It happened that I came to Zhongzhu during my travels, so I came to pay my respects."
"In addition, I have often heard the name of your noble sect, Fellow Zhong Daoist, but have never had the opportunity to meet him. Today I came to visit because I also wanted to communicate with Fellow Daoist Zhong."
"Oh?" Zong Yangzi's brows moved slightly, and he first responded: "Since the venerable one is here to pay a visit, I must not be rude when I go to Xuanmen. I just happened to meet you. Maybe the master will personally receive the venerable minister later." By."
"As for Master Zhong, it's a pity." Zong Yangzi thought for a moment, and felt that it was not a top secret, so he said bluntly: "I heard that Master Zhong went to Xuandu Taoist temple to listen to Taoism more than a hundred years ago. It has been a long time since I heard that Master Zhong Showed up in the door.”
"Xuandu Taoist Temple?" Even though He Zaidao has a Taoist nature, he couldn't help but be slightly surprised when he heard this.
If the name of Xuandu Dojo spreads to China, those who hear it may be at a loss, but He Zaidao, as the true successor of Lingbao Sect, knows some secrets that have long been unknown.
But why was Shang Xuanzong able to occupy the center of Shenzhou, the plain land, and claim to be the leader of the three sects and six sects? Just because in the history of Shangxuanzong inheritance, there were two Chunyang True Lords.
To the true pure Yang, the same king as the world, such a person can open up the source of the Tao, revitalize the sect as the authentic one, and ensure the inheritance for all generations.
There are two such great masters in the Shangxuan Zongzong. According to the records in the Lingbao Sect, they should be the True Lord Xuandu and the True Lord Xuantong respectively.
The name Xuandu Taoist Temple may come from True Lord Xuandu. He is the founder of Shangxuan Sect and has the origin of Taoism. However, according to legend, this True Lord has already left Xuanhuang and opened up a new world outside the world. A Taoist practice, now the Shangxuan Sect is controlled by Zhenjun Xuantong.
Zhong Shenxiu actually attracted the attention of the founder of the sect, who had long ignored the matter of Xuanzong, and went to the Xuandu Dojo to listen to the sermon.
He Zaidao didn't expect to hear the news. He pondered for a moment and sighed, and said: "It's okay, but I have no luck."
Zong Yangzi nodded slightly and was about to say something else. Suddenly a Taoist boy came in a hurry and said something to Zong Yangzi. Zong Yangzi's expression changed.
"Really?" Zong Yangzi asked the Taoist boy.
Tao Tong said hurriedly: "Tong'er just received the decree..."
Zong Yangzi knew that there was nothing wrong. He showed some emotion on his face, waved his hands, and then said to He Zaidao: "Junior just talked nonsense. Your Majesty, please forgive me."
He Zaidao said suspiciously: "Why do you say this, little friend?"
Zong Yangzi said: "It's a coincidence. In fact, Uncle Zhong has returned from Xuandu Dojo not long ago, but he has not shown up yet."
"When he learned that the Venerable was coming to visit him, he specially sent a decree to invite the Venerable to come and meet him."
"Oh?" He Zaidao's eyes moved slightly and he muttered: "That's fine."
Zong Yangzi stood up and said: "In that case, how about the venerable one go with this junior now?"
He Zaidao responded: "Good." Then he stood up with Zong Yangzi, and He Xuan followed naturally.
Not to mention He Zai Dao, Zong Yangzi and He Xuan were also highly cultivated. Although they had not taken off to escape, their journey was not slow. They quickly climbed to the very high point of the Tianzhu and boarded a hanging island.
After passing through the bamboo forest, the three of them came to a clear pool. There was a small pavilion in the middle of the pool. It could be seen that there was a picturesque female fairy in the pavilion, playing with spiritual fruits and pouring tea and water. When they saw the three of them coming hand in hand, they spoke warmly. : "Please take your seats, three of you."
The so-called red is the one who is close to Zhu. He Xuan Sui He has practiced Taoism for so long, and has long been tempered to be stable and gentle, but there is a jump in his nature. People who have cultivated to such a state will not give up. He can't help but curse in his heart: " This Zhong Shenxiu has such a big air that he actually asked Master to wait."
In any case, He Zaidao is also a figure as famous as Zhong Shenxiu, and represents the face of Lingbao Sect, so this is considered a cold reception.
However, He Zaidao looked indifferent. Before sitting down, he cupped his hands and said, "Fairy, you are polite."
The fairy was waiting to reply when her beautiful eyes suddenly flashed. At the same time, He Zaidao, He Xuan, and Zong Yangzi were also attracted.
I saw a few streams of Qi suddenly rolling in from all directions, hitting the case in front of the case, filling up the clouds of mist. When the clouds dispersed, the tall and straight body of a heroic Taoist appeared naturally here.
The Taoist smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, I have heard about his name for a long time and finally met him. Although I am not welcomed from afar, I hope you will bear with me."
He Xuan was so shocked that the look in his eyes changed. Although Zong Yangzi had expected it, he was also extremely emotional.
He Zaidao didn't see any trouble. He just stood up and said politely: "I have seen a real person. What's the point of a false reputation? It's disrespectful, and please don't talk about it again."
When scattered, it becomes Qi, and when gathered, it takes shape. Isn't this a sign of refining the soul?
The dignified Master Yuanshen received him personally, so why should he say anything rude?
"You're welcome, fellow Taoist." Zhong Shenxiu smiled lightly and said, "You and I, fellow contemporaries, don't have to be too reserved."
"Please take a seat." He sat down on the main seat, motioned for He Zaidao to take a seat, and then said to the female fairy: "I told you earlier, junior sister does not need to do this."
The fairy just smiled calmly and replied: "It should be."
Zhong Shenxiu seemed to shake his head and did not answer any more, but said to He Zaidao: "I know that my friend came here specifically to discuss Taoism with me. I have some free time today, so it is a good time to talk about mysteries."
He Zaidao said slowly: "Eighty years ago, He passed through Yunmeng Daze and wanted to discuss the Tao with the Venerable Daomiao."
"At that time, I happened to be on Daze. I saw the sword energy left by Venerable Daomiao and got a glimpse of Venerable Daomiao's teachings. I felt that I couldn't compare with him, so I didn't come to visit him."
"In the past eighty years, He has been living in the world of mortals, cultivating Taoism and cultivating his mind. He feels that he has made great progress. When he comes to his Taoist friend, he learns that he has jumped out of the barrier of life and death and has lived forever since then."
"Because of my Lingbao Sect, people in the world have made me as famous as my two Taoist friends. I really confess my bad appearance."
Everything He Zaidao said was sincere, but he was very calm. Perhaps the height of the mountains and the vastness of the sea were an improvement for such people.
Zhong Shenxiu said in his heart that he was a worthy person. This fellow Taoist was also extraordinary, but he also thought of the distant place. He smiled faintly and said to himself: "Fellow Taoist Xu, I have taken the lead again."
"I'm lucky enough to be blessed with the real person today." He Zaidao didn't know what Zhong Shenxiu was thinking, but he said seriously, "He has no choice but to shamelessly ask the real person for advice."
"Although there are high and low levels of practice, the road is endless." Zhong Shenxiu said: "Fellow Taoist, don't be polite. I hope you and I can both gain something."
"Good." He Zaidao said with lowered eyebrows.
…
There are no calendar days in the mountains, but ascetics know the passage of time.
In the Arctic Pavilion, Xu Zhuang suddenly felt something and slowly opened his eyes.
It turned out that at some point, perhaps because Xu Zhuang was too immersed in practice, the restrictions he had set up lost their aura, and the biting cold current broke into the cave unbridled.
It's just that the cold wind in the deepest part of the Arctic Pavilion cannot lift a corner of Xu Zhuang's robe.
He slowly put away the Gangyun, without setting up additional restrictions to drive away the cold air, but said to himself: "It turns out it's been a hundred years."
(End of chapter)
