When the family informed Mr. Zhou that an old Taoist priest was asking for an audience outside the door, Mr. Zhou was very puzzled.
Even when Taoism was highly respected by the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, he rarely interacted with Taoist priests. I wonder what happened to the old Taoist priests?
Out of curiosity, Mr. Zhou summoned his family to take the old Taoist priest to the side hall. He first went to the classroom and asked the students to memorize the designated chapters of the book, and then went to the side hall to meet him and listen to what he wanted to say.
He saw that the old Taoist priest had an immortal appearance, and his appearance was different from that of ordinary people. There was a bright light in his eyes, which Master Zhou had never seen before.
The old Taoist priest first bowed to Mr. Zhou and said, "I am a poor Taoist envoy from Taoyuan, and I have taken the liberty to pay you a visit."
"Messenger...? I have never met the Taoist priest before. I don't know why I have been here all this time."
"I don't want to talk to you anymore, I'm here today for Young Master Ling."
"Oh? What happened to my child?"
"Ling Mo'er was my master in his previous life. Because his destiny was not over, he specifically asked me to come and look for him before he passed away. I came here to help him practice."
Mr. Zhou was stunned for a while after hearing this, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's nonsense. The matter of reincarnation is a Buddhist myth. It doesn't exist. Why did you kidnap my child?"
The Taoyuan envoy was not angry, and only said: "Reincarnation has the mystery of separated births. Most people may not remember their previous lives. However, my master is profound and he will definitely remember me. This is really foolish. Why don't you ask your master to come and let us know clearly?" Already?"
Mr. Zhou couldn't restrain his curiosity and asked someone to call the wet nurse to bring Mo'er.
The nanny tremblingly brought the young master. When the young master saw the old Taoist, he immediately jumped forward and grabbed him: "Tao'er, you finally came to see the master!"
Mr. Zhou and all his family members and nannies were dumbfounded.
Master Zhou angrily pulled the child forward, grabbed his shoulders and asked, "Who taught you to say this?"
The boy actually shook his head and said: "I am indeed his master. I came back to the world through my mother's womb. I can only say that our relationship as father and son is over. I will continue to practice the immortal way."
Master Zhou was furious. This child was born to his concubine in ten months of pregnancy and he cherished the most. When he suddenly said these words today, he expected that there must be deceit in it.
Unexpectedly, the boy broke away from him, bowed his hands and said, "Please see what I am doing, and you will know the truth."
The boy chanted a mantra in his mouth, formed seals with his hands, drew a few pictures in the air, and then pointed at the ceiling. There was a thunderous sound in the sky, and a sudden wind blew up in the side hall, flying sand and rocks, frightening all the family members out of their wits.
Mr. Zhou was shocked and angry: "Come here, blast this demon out!
My son is a Confucian seed. How has he ever learned such evil magic? "
The Taoyuan envoy had no choice but to resign, and the boy was ordered to be confined in the room and not allowed to go out. All food and drinks were brought in by the wet nurse.
The soft one won't work, so I have to use the hard one.
The next morning, the young master of the Zhou family was nowhere to be found, the doors and windows were closed, and there was no sign of forced intrusion or break-in. However, the wet nurse in the neighboring room fell asleep and did not hear any movement.
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They chose to do this because they had no choice but to find a suitable body as soon as possible because Tao'er's body was aging and could no longer be used.
Originally, the two of them would search for the body one after another and take care of each other, but an accident disrupted their rhythm, and the boy had to take the lead in grabbing the body.
"Tao'er, have you found the body you want?"
The boy had changed into a Taoist costume and avoided the cross-examination at the Golden Man's checkpoint along the way, so as not to delay the important event.
The Taoyuan envoy shook his head: "I don't want to stay in the land of barbarians. The body I'm looking for should be in the Song Dynasty."
The boy understood what he meant, because this was their goal all along: to avoid the annihilation of the Chinese culture inherited since the Shang and Zhou dynasties, and the biggest enemy of the annihilation of the Chinese culture should be the Hu people.
"But," the Taoyuan envoy said, "there are ongoing wars between the Song and Jin Dynasties. Crossing the border is a problem. Besides, you are too young. It will be a problem to wait until you grow up."
The Taoyuan envoy must wait until the boy grows up and is able to protect him before the Taoyuan envoy can seize the body, but now I'm afraid they can't wait any longer.
"Too."
The boy pondered.
The "shape-changing technique" they use requires jumping from one body to another. If something goes wrong in the process, they will fall into reincarnation and lose control. They will be reborn in different bodies according to their karma.
Children's brains are relatively pure, so it is easier for them to blend in, and they will only choose adult bodies as a last resort.
"However, if the situation is critical, don't insist on it."
"Of course, Master."
After more than four hundred years, he still couldn't change his old habit of calling him young master. Even though the two of them had changed their bodies several times, their actual ages were actually about the same.
"And no matter why the people came to me last night, we just stayed away."
They have too many secrets. They have established an organization with only a few people. They have adhered to a principle for more than four hundred years. No one except themselves knows that their organization exists.
In order to facilitate identification, their organization is called "Penglai Society".
I don’t know why, for a secret existence like them, someone would attack him?
Or maybe this is just a coincidence and has nothing to do with the Penglai Society?
"We must go south to the Song Dynasty," the Taoyuan envoy said. "The Immortal Sect and others are all there. We must meet up."
The war between Song and Jin brought them many problems. Now they are the only two trapped in the land of the barbarians in the north. The others in the organization are far away and unable to save the immediate fire.
They walked and talked, gradually moving away from densely populated areas, and finally found a shabby house to rest.
The Taoyuan envoy was seventy years old and could not bear the long journey. When he could find a place to rest, he couldn't help but sigh in relief: "Master, how should I call you in front of outsiders?
Your title of "Zhixun Taoist" will have to wait until your body grows up before you can use it. "
"Then just call me Chunfeng." The boy said.
"People will guess it."
"It's been more than four hundred years, no one believes that I'm still alive, right?"
"Don't forget, Zhao Kuangyin doesn't like your "Pushing Back Picture" very much." The Taoyuan envoy said, "It's better to keep a low profile."
"Then just call me 'Wind'."
As Li Chunfeng spoke, he made a list in the palm of his hand and calculated based on the nine palaces. He calculated that this place is very safe and no one will come to disturb him until tomorrow's Yin time.
As a master of numerology, his divination system was regarded as a standard by later generations.
However, there are also times when he is at odds...
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Ten years ago, as a Xundao man, he visited Changshan rat spirits and persuaded them to help Yue Fei, a first-time soldier.
He never expected that he, who originally had no interference in the world of monsters and only wanted to work hard to carry out the "Horai Club" plan, would actually attract the attention of other monsters.
He took the waterway from Changshan to Damingfu, where he had originally arranged to meet Tao'er.
During the voyage, he meditated on the ship. When the passenger ship was temporarily anchored at the ferry, he got off the ship and walked around to stretch his muscles.
Although this body belonged to someone else, he still had to maintain his health, so he found a quiet place by the forest to do the Five Animals Show to circulate Qi. At this time, someone quietly approached him.
He felt that the person coming was a bit strange, so he kept an eye on who was coming while doing the Five Animals Show.
When he caught a glimpse of the man's appearance, he was really surprised.
His face is basically a baby's face, but it's the same size as an adult's head, and his eyes are as far apart as a baby's. He has a red bun face and small lips. When he found that the Zhixun Taoist was looking at him secretly, he even made a sound. A baby-like giggle.
He took the initiative to speak: "I heard that your name is Zhixun Taoist."
The voice was like a child's.
Taoist Zhixun glanced at him defensively and saw that he was wearing an ordinary robe, hiding his limbs, and had a cute smile on his face, which was very strange.
"Who's next?"
The Taoist priest from Zhixun stopped playing the Five Animals and secretly formed a seal on his hand.
The man did not answer his question and said to himself: "I heard the rat spirits say that you are very powerful. I would like to ask you to account for two things."
Zhixun Taoist immediately arranged the nine palaces in his hands and got a sign of great misfortune. He couldn't help but be stunned: Why did he get a sign before nothing happened this time?
He said calmly: "I'm sorry, I'm not in the habit of taking charge of other people's affairs."
"It's very simple. I just want to ask you, do I have a king's status? Also, when will the attack of the Western Mara happen?"
The other party didn't pay any attention to what he was saying, just like an uneducated child.
The boatman's call came from the other side of the ferry, and they were about to set off.
