In ancient times, humanity was not prosperous, and demons and ghosts were much more rampant than they are now. Even the gods were very chaotic. There were big gods and small gods, good gods and bad gods, and all sorts of messy gods.
What's interesting is that when humanity is not prosperous, the cultivators of humanity are much more powerful than they are now. There are often extraordinary masters in the world, who either live in seclusion in the mountains or walk around the world, pursuing immortality and immortality in various ways.
It was a chaotic time.
It is not only human dynasties that lack order, but also demons, monsters, and gods from all walks of life. Everything seems to be waiting for time to settle and cool down, bringing stable order to the world.
This is how the way of heaven has evolved.
Those peerless monsters that wreaked havoc on the world and devoured the people of a city at every turn, now have not even ashes left. Those primitive gods revered by the ancient people have now disappeared. A few can still be passed down as characters in ancient myths, and most of them have disappeared from the stone walls and slabs.
And what about those monks who pursued immortality and immortality back then?
According to Fulong Guan Ji, some people at that time became immortals and some gained immortality. They were said to be immortal, but it was only at that time. Once the way of heaven changes, the so-called immortality will have to die if it deserves to die, and it will have to die if it deserves to be destroyed.
It is the will of the world and controls the direction of the world.
No one can violate it.
There has never been a clear record of Fulong Guan's "ideas" about the way of heaven, but each generation of descendants will gradually realize this sooner or later depending on their own understanding, cultivation and focus.
Why can Fulong Temple be passed down?
Not seeking immortality may not be an important reason, but it must be the most basic condition.
At that time, there were many ways to seek immortality in the world, all kinds of ways, and a hundred flowers bloomed. But now that Heaven has made a choice, these roads are no longer feasible.
Has anyone survived from that time to now?
Maybe, maybe not.
The Taoist has never seen it.
Is there any other remaining path to immortality in the world?
Maybe there really are a few roads that have never been discovered and never used by the ancients. Maybe Fulong Temple can find them. However, firstly, it is difficult. Secondly, even if it is successful, there is no guarantee that it will last long. Thirdly, as long as one generation of successors embarks on this path, the inheritance of Fulong Temple will be terminated in this generation.
Fulongguan is passed down from generation to generation. Regardless of emotions, the inheritance itself is also weighty, especially for virtuous people. It has considerable binding force. It has been passed down for so many generations, and with each passing generation, the weight becomes heavier, making the decision to break it off in one's own hands even more difficult.
The Taoist put aside his thoughts, stopped thinking about it, smiled, and just sighed:
"Immortal life is hard to come by..."
"Do you want to beg, Taoist Priest?"
"How many people in the world don't want to do that?"
"yes……"
"It's just that if immortality is too difficult and you give up too much, it's better not to ask for it. If you just live this life well, you will be satisfied." Song You said with a smile, "This is an arithmetic problem."
"The Taoist master has great cultivation..."
The two drank tea and talked, sometimes strumming the strings of the piano, and the tent boat slowly rowed across the water, cutting through the reflections of the green mountains on both sides.
The calico cat listened to them at first, but later, either because it was bored or because it was tired from hunting rats last night, it fell asleep on the Taoist's lap, with only the tip of its tail still swaying.
The Taoist sometimes stroked her back and sometimes stroked the tip of her tail. The cat had the magical power to calm his mind.
The woman opposite looked down and said with a smile:
"The Taoist regards her as his daughter."
"Although Sanhua Empress is young, she is well-behaved, sensible, and intelligent. There are few girls in the world who can compare with her."
"It's her great luck to meet the Taoist priest."
"It's also a blessing for me."
The woman raised her eyes and glanced at the Taoist, only to see that the Taoist's eyes were on the sleeping cat. Even his voice unconsciously softened, as if he was afraid of waking it up. The tenderness at this moment was the same as the emotion in his eyes. It can't be fake, just like when I went to invite him that day and saw him carefully peeling shrimps for the cat in the house.
The woman couldn't help but say: "I used to have a sister who was also smart and cute."
"and after?"
"When he grew up, he left me."
"It is unstoppable for children to grow up." The Taoist replied calmly, "As long as she can do what she wants to do and live her own life well, that will be a relief."
"I heard that she was obsessed with the prosperity of the human world, went to the human city to hang out, and finally married a petty official as a concubine. After that, her life was very difficult. She died not many years ago, and she lived almost as long as a human being."
"Everyone has his own destiny, and so do monsters."
"What if the Taoist priest's son grows up and wants to get married?"
The woman looked at the Taoist.
The Taoist put his hand on the cat's back, and the warmth from his palm was obvious. It was even a little hot in summer, but he answered very directly:
"I hope she doesn't get married."
"Why?"
The woman looked at him curiously.
Your eyes are still focused, as if you are full of interest in what you are talking about, and you seem to pay special attention to what you say.
"Because there are diseases in this era, diseases in the world and in the heart." The Taoist replied calmly, "No matter how deep the relationship is between men and women, as time goes by, this disease will be exposed. Very, very few people can understand it." Treat your own wives and concubines as equals to yourself."
"oh?"
The woman's eyes fluctuated slightly, and she asked with a smile: "So what does the Taoist think is the most important thing between men and women?"
"As a fox, I heard that foxes are extremely loyal and monogamous. There is no distinction between mortals. I think I know better than I do."
"Does the Taoist think so too?"
"nature."
"What the Taoist Master thinks is not like ordinary people in this world."
"I have seen little in my step. Mortals these days also think this way, and there are quite a few of them. It's just that the world is too big, and I haven't seen them in my step."
"Wanjiang offers tea instead of wine, so I have to offer a toast to the Taoist Master."
"Is Shima's real name Wanjiang?"
"Foxes live in the mountains and wilds. If they don't come to the human world, no one will call their names, and they don't need a name. Only when they come to the human world will they have a name." The woman raised her glass and said, "I heard that this woman's surname is Zhou. She came from the world in the evening. It was picked up while floating down in a wooden barrel. The person who named it thought Zhou Tongzhou and the wooden barrel were a boat, so he named her Wan Jiang. After using her identity, Wan Jiang liked her very much, and now it has become a habit. ”
"The boat comes in the evening on the river."
"The Taoist priest is also quite poetic."
"I don't understand poetry."
While chatting, the cat woke up and fell asleep. He ran to the side of the boat to look at the water for a long time, then came back to talk to the Taoist and chased the woman asking questions. Most of the day passed like this.
In the middle of the afternoon, the boat docked.
"Thank you so much, Taoist priest. I spent one day traveling with the Taoist priest, and the things we talked about were better than seven years in Changjing."
"Your words are serious. It's my turn to thank you." The Taoist also returned the greeting, "Thank you for your kind invitation and treating me with the sound of the piano. I don't know how many literati in Changjing can ask for it."
Both parties entered the city by carriage and returned home.
…
In the Hexian Tower, the woman walked back to her room slowly with an indifferent expression. She stared at a picture of apricot blossoms in Changshan hanging on the wall for a long time before sitting down by the window and looking at the continuous roofs outside.
The maid came in lotus steps, her figure light and graceful.
"Huh?" the maid asked in surprise, "Didn't you give this painting back as a gift? Why did it come back again?"
"I drew another one of the same thing."
"You are so free."
"Reluctant to part with it."
"What are you thinking about? Do you want to roll in the mud?"
"..."
"I brought you your 'favorite' pears, do you want to try them?"
"you eat."
"It's enough for you to eat, I won't eat."
"..."
"Don't fall in love with that Taoist priest. A mortal's ability to lie is not necessarily any worse than yours. What's more, although that Taoist priest has high moral standards, he can only live a hundred years. If you don't seek immortality, it will be short-lived after all."
"..."
The woman was too lazy to pay attention to her. She just turned to look out the window and said in a voice so low that she couldn't hear her: "I have a premonition."
"What premonition?"
"Both the Imperial Master and us may be in vain."
"Why?"
"have no idea."
"Come and eat pears."
"..."
"Uh-huh~"
"..."
After the summer heat, the weather turns cooler.
The leaves slowly turn yellow and fall all over the long street.
Sanhua Empress still goes to catch mice every night, sleeps and studies during the day, practices day and night, and leads a very regular life. But now no one dares to challenge her - she even used to be raped by her employer sometimes when she went to work. I no longer have children to harass me. I have a fixed job every night. After work, I can still have some time to secretly study hard and maintain my talented cat personality.
Sometimes the Taoist would sit in his house to welcome guests, and sometimes he would go out for a walk to see the various sights in Changjing. His life was quite leisurely.
When people are free, they become like gods.
Sometimes I think about the scholar ghost whom I invited to Fengzhou.
Calculated, more than two months have passed, but he still has not come back, and I don't know if he is okay.
Maybe I should go there myself.
It's just that Fengzhou is too far away, and it would be too difficult to walk without the help of the bay horse. Moreover, if I go there, I will only go as far as Fengzhou and then back. I will have to go back when I go south in the future. If I don't come back, I will not stay in Changjing for half of the expected time, which is really difficult to arrange.
I wish him nothing but the best.
At the same time, in a mansion in Dongcheng.
The famous General Chen has become the door god of Dayan people to ward off evil spirits in recent years. People post his portrait on the door to seek peace at night and prevent the little ghosts from entering.
But he himself has often not slept well recently.
Just then——
The general was lying on the bed. Although he was not wearing armor or carrying a weapon, he was still full of evil spirits and could not be invaded by evil spirits.
But his brows were furrowed and his face was sweating. Even his hands under the quilt were clenched tightly and his teeth were clenched, as if he had suffered a nightmare.
"brush!"
The general opened his eyes instantly, his face filled with murderous intent.
But there was only darkness, silence, and nothing in front of him.
The general gradually calmed down, but he didn't sleep anymore. He just propped up his upper body and leaned on the head of the bed, thinking quietly.
Although this kind of dream doesn't happen every day, it has happened on and off for some time.
Is someone trying to harm me?
But who dares to harm himself? And in this way?
The general frowned.
If only it were still north.
There are also many strange people in the army. Although they are not experts, they know all kinds of strange methods and may be able to provide advice.
But this is not the north, but Changjing.
Changjing is difficult, even talking is difficult.
Gradually, it was getting light outside.
The general immediately lifted off the quilt, put on his clothes, opened the door and went out, his expression serious and full of energy.
"Prepare gifts and prepare horses!"
"Where to go?"
"Xicheng!"
"yes!"
The people under his command are also vigorous and resolute.
…
Asking for a monthly pass~
Thank you to the leader of the rich woman "Beautiful Yangyang Dominates Douluo Continent" for bowing and showing her breasts!
(End of chapter)
