Yan Dynasty forbids cultivating immortals

Taiping Yulan

Roll a priest down the mountain

Since ancient times, Nanduo has soared.

Zhongnan Mountain, the danger of Kyushu and the obstacle of the world, stretches across the south of Guanzhong, starting from Qinlong in the west and reaching Lantian in the east, with a distance of [-] li.

Of course, the most indispensable thing on the land of Kyushu is the mountain. The big soil covers the top of Yuhuang, and the small mound is called Heishan. There are eight hundred people with the same name.And why Dudu Zhongnan Mountain is the best in the past and present, the main reason is that no mountain in the world has as many gods as him.

Today, the cow-riding Taoists in the Taoist temple realized the true meaning, and tomorrow the goose-raising masters realized the truth. When flying up, colorful auspicious clouds carried chickens, ducks and geese to the sky, and it was very lively.

Of course, there are not many such heydays. The wave of soaring tide 2000 years ago probably filled the sky and kept it full, so that in the next 2000 years, very few people ascended, especially in the next 1000 years. On Zhongnan Mountain, there was no more immortal.

The halo of Zhongnan Mountain is gradually dimming. Although it is still regarded as the first fairy mountain of Taoism, the scenery in the mountain is not as good as before. At its peak, there were hundreds of Taoist children in Zhenyiguan, all of them were talented and intelligent, and they seemed to be soaring into the sky. , but by the end of the Duan Dynasty, there were not many tender faces in the Zhendao Temple.

If you want to enter the Tao, you have to do it early.If you want to cultivate a great power, you must carefully cultivate him before he is polluted by the turbidity of the mortal world, so that he can see the way of heaven early, and then ascend to the immortal. This path has been taken for thousands of years, so ascension Those who are young are very young, and few of them can ascend to the ascension after their forties.Therefore, there are very few Taoist children on Zhongnan Mountain, which is a sign that there are no successors.

It is not the fault of Zhenyi that he rarely sees ascension. After all, when there was no ascension in Zhongnan Mountain for a thousand years, neither did other mountains.The reason is that the aura of the world is not sufficient enough.

Having spiritual roots, gathering spiritual energy, and comprehending the Dao, this is the orthodox way to ascend.It is rare to meet someone with spiritual roots once in a hundred years, but if there is not enough spiritual energy, everything is useless.So Zhongnan Mountain has produced several sages in the past thousand years, but they didn't become immortals because they didn't have enough aura to fly up.

And this situation was broken by a baby lying in a bamboo basket and floating down the water.

The baby floated down the river, and was picked up by the Taoist priest Zhenyi, who was traveling outside. When he was brought back to the mountain gate, the master explored the spiritual root, and then probed the spiritual veins in his body. It was incredible that there was a vast spiritual energy in the baby's body. Revitalization is just around the corner!

Lingmai is the channel for spiritual energy to travel, and it communicates with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so as to comprehend the way of heaven.It is rare for mortals to have spiritual roots, and spiritual veins also have spiritual energy, but they are more of a pathway.And the aura in this baby's body is so abundant, like a vast ocean, and the whole person is like a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum.

This solves the fundamental problem of lack of aura in ascension, as long as it is carefully cultivated, ascension is just around the corner.Therefore, since he landed in Zhongnan Mountain, he has been enshrined as a treasure, and when he tied his hair, he was so favored by the brothers and sisters that he was only short of heaven.

Today he plucks chickens and ducks, tomorrow he demolishes houses for voles, and every day he chases people behind his back and yells "down the mountain, down the mountain, down the mountain".

The morning sun slanted through the woods, and the creek flowing down from the source of the mountain stream, a little Taoist priest was barefoot, with his trouser legs raised, squatting in the river, carefully moving away the stones on the bank.

The little Taoist is very beautiful, as pretty and lovely as a fairy boy, wearing a white Taoist robe, with a wooden hairpin in his hair, hanging down extremely long, coiled around his neck, making him even more casually cute.

"Little crab~ come out, kiss~ run fast!" the little Taoist muttered, but probably all the crabs on the shore had become fine, and he didn't find a single one from the messy rocks on both sides of the river bank.

The little Taoist stood up, crossed his waist, frowned, and pouted, "I'm going to be angry!"

Be good, this little ancestor is very angry.

The river was rushing faster, and the man by the river was limping and hopping away, the little Taoist bent down again, and firmly lifted a stone, his eyes lit up, and then he smiled.

When he smiled, the great world changed. The wild flowers that had been budding beside him bloomed quietly, and the lazy green grass shook its leaves.

The little crab was pushed out by the crab family, crawled to the bottom of the water very reluctantly, and was picked up by the little Taoist priest, with an expression of hopelessness, gave up after struggling a few times, and let himself be savage Facing the sky, silly fufu held a pair of large pliers.

The little Taoist smiled, completely forgetting the hardships of searching, and started playing with the hapless little crab. He sat cross-legged on the ground, spread the hem of his Taoist robe, and put the little crab on it.The living creatures on the mountain probably exchanged news with each other, or why did the little crab lie so upright, and then let the little Taoist feel bored and let himself go.

The little Taoist grabbed a piece of dog's tail grass and scratched the little crab with its hairy tassels. The little crab didn't move. It was so annoying that he raised two big pliers and waved it. The little Taoist barked happily.

The little Taoist enjoyed it all the time, but the little crab was tired, so he couldn’t move no matter how hard he poked it. The little crab chose to pretend to be dead. The little Taoist sighed, stood up and put the little crab into the water. As soon as the little crab fell into the water, he thought it was finally Tired of tossing and tossing, the little ancestor happily spread his octopus and crawled around.

"Hey, play with me for a while, I'm so lonely."

The little crab was fished up again, feeling hopeless for a while, and fainted from anger.

The little Taoist took his finger, poked it, and said to himself, "Huh? Why didn't you move again?"

The little Taoist howled every day to go down the mountain. He started howling from the time he was able to climb a tree at the age of six, until he was 16 years old. For ten years, the first thing he said when he woke up every morning and opened his eyes was, "Brother, I can go down the mountain today!" Are you done?" The firmness of his will was even stronger than asking.

In the early years, the senior brother would tease him, saying: "What are you doing down the mountain? The women down the mountain are all tigers. When they see a child like you, they will eat one at a time."

The little Taoist stared wide-eyed in fright, and asked timidly after a while, "Is it the pretty lady?"

The senior brother didn't expect to have this way of answering, and he didn't know how to resist for a while, so he said vaguely: "Maybe it is..."

"Am I more beautiful?"

Brother wanted to say that there is really no living person more beautiful than you, but he still said solemnly: "Yes."

The little Taoist finally let go of a big stone in his heart, thumped, lay back on the bed, and said clearly: "Then I can rest assured, finally there is someone as beautiful as me, I am no longer alone. You give me For her, Xiaodao's life is worth it."

The senior brother couldn't help but laugh, "Not today, you dug an ant nest last night and didn't take a shower, your body smells like earth, people in the mountains hate it."

The little Taoist was surprised: "I am so beautiful, isn't the earthy smell on my body fragrant?"

"No, the people at the bottom of the mountain have to take a bath several times a day, put flower petals in a big wooden barrel, and soak in it for several hours."

The little Taoist couldn't understand, "Why don't you take a bath in the river? Wouldn't it swell after soaking for a few hours?"

The senior brother sighed, "Man, be ashamed." He pulled his face, "Not everyone lives by the water, and besides, it's unseemly to take a bath in the river casually."

The little Taoist barely tried to understand, but he still didn't realize his deep narcissism, thinking that his beauty was taken for granted.

The senior brother thought that the trick of eating children at the bottom of the mountain would relieve the little junior brother’s obsession. Unexpectedly, the next morning, the little junior brother lay straight on the bed and said quietly: "Senior brother, can you go down the mountain today? I took a bath and let go of the petals." gone."

Of course the little Taoist couldn't go down the mountain, and Zhenyiguan still hoped that he would ascend as soon as possible. Going down the mountain might pollute his aura, not to mention what's good down the mountain, fighting every day.

However, the little Taoist became more and more anxious to go down the mountain.After ten years of entanglement, the temple master finally let go, gave him enough silver and dry food, and let him go down the mountain and wander for half a year.

It's a pity that the little Taoist shouted for ten years to go down the mountain, and he came out for more than ten days. He wandered among the various veins of Zhongnan Mountain and didn't take a step out of the mountain.

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