The God and Buddha are actually me

Time passes like a white horse passing by.

Another month has passed in the blink of an eye.

As the end of the year was approaching, a heavy snow suddenly fell, and the cold wind howled like a knife, sweeping across the entire land of China.

The snow started continuously and lasted for three days and three nights. There were varying degrees of disasters in various parts of Daqian. In some remote areas, even the official roads were full of frozen corpses.

The heavy snow is still falling, but Baimei City under Taixuan Mountain seems not to be affected at all, and even the snow on the ground is not very thick.

What’s even more amazing is that Taixuan Mountain is still covered in green shade, as if it’s midsummer.

The flying snowflakes seemed to have hit an invisible barrier when they arrived here, unable to blow away the cold at all.

"Thanks to Taixuan Mountain, no, it should be called Longhu Mountain. Master Zhang has unparalleled magical powers and is blessed by God. Not only Longhu Mountain, but also our Baimei City is much warmer than other places!"

"Yes, Master Zhang is really a god. It is said that he is also the descendant of Jade Cauldron Palace. He founded a sect here, which is a blessing to us people in Baimei City!"

"My children are clamoring to go to Longhu Mountain to learn Taoism, and they even want to drag me along. I am already in my thirties..."

"What's wrong with being over 30 years old? Master Zhang said that everyone in the world can learn Taoism, no matter what the teaching is, and it only takes five buckets of rice. Even if you are an octogenarian, you can practice it!"

"Just five buckets of rice? No money? Is it true?"

"Why are you lying to me? Wang Woodcutter from the east of the city used five buckets of rice to enter Longhu Mountain. He still cut firewood, but his whole person seemed completely different. He sang Taoist songs while cutting firewood. Some people saw him carrying firewood on his back. Pile, step on the leaves and float away..."

"Yes, I heard that Master Zhang treats everyone equally regardless of poverty, high or low. He said that the reason why Longhu Mountain was named was not to hope that the sect would soar and the tigers would leap, but that everyone in the world would be dragons and tigers."

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Teahouses, wine shops, inns, and even neighborhood corners in Baimei City are all in full swing, and people are all talking about the same name.

Longhu Mountain!

Since ancient times, all major sects, regardless of good or evil, have extremely high thresholds. They only recruit disciples who are naturally intelligent and have extraordinary abilities, and generally there are age restrictions.

If you don't have enough qualifications, and don't have incredible wealth or connections to open a path, then you are destined to have no destiny in this life.

But Zhang Jiuyang launched an unprecedented initiative, the Five Pecks of Rice Sect.

Regardless of whether you are rich or poor, old or young, as long as you have a pure heart and no evil deeds, you can pay five measures of rice and practice Taoism.

Moreover, Zhang Jiuyang does not advocate leaving the mortal world to practice. The disciples in his teaching can practice at home, get married and have children, eat meat and drink wine, but they must be engaged in production and stick to the right path.

He integrated "Zhongli Patriarch's Baduanjin" and "Chongyang Real Man's Golden Guan Jade Lock Jue" to create the "Dragon and Tiger Dao Song", which he passed on to all his disciples.

Those with high qualifications can cultivate magic power and then obtain further training methods.

Even those with poor qualifications can strengthen their bodies, prolong their lives, and benefit endlessly as long as they practice diligently.

At least thanks to this technique, none of the people in Baimei City died of cold this winter, and even the elderly did not feel any pain.

Therefore, Longhu Mountain has not yet been officially established, and the palace on the mountain has not yet been fully completed, but the disciples of the sect are already all over the city, with a strong response.

"Master Master, Master Zhang Jiu - by doing this, does Master Zhang break the rules of our Taoist sect?"

In Baimei City, two Taoists walked side by side. One was a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face and a majestic temperament. The other was pale-faced and white-haired, but with an immortal air. Especially his eyebrows, which formed a single word, which was extremely special.

These two people were the master of Feixian Cave, Yimeizhenren, and his eldest disciple Dong Xuzi.

The two of them heard that the Longhu Mountain sect was about to be founded, so they came to attend the opening ceremony.

In any case, Zhang Jiuyang is a descendant of Yuding Palace, Guigu Immortal Master is the Yuding Patriarch, and Feixiandong's Patriarch is a disciple of Guigu Immortal Master, so the two sects are related.

Master Yimei quietly observed Baimei City. He saw that the traffickers and footmen were talking and exchanging Taoist scriptures with great interest. Even the beggars on the street listened with interest to others explaining the principles of Taoism, and even the words in the bowl The buns were snatched away by wild dogs without even noticing.

This is the first time I have seen such a strong monastic atmosphere.

He had always felt that the mysteries of Taoism had nothing to do with ordinary people, but when he saw the scene of Baimei City, he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable emotion.

"Maybe it's not that he broke the rules, but that there is a problem with our own rules."

Master Yimei is worthy of being a Taoist master-level figure. He does not feel a trace of jealousy, but is thoughtful.

"Master, what kind of person is Zhang Jiuyang?"

Dongxuzi asked curiously. Recently, this name has come out of nowhere. Even he in Xuzhou often hears it.

A Taoist master who established a sect under the age of thirty, and it was said that he had caused great losses to the arrogant White Clothes Alliance as soon as he arrived at Taixuan Mountain, killing several masters of the Five Realms.

According to legend, even the prestigious Commander Ji Zhen suffered losses at his hands.

"A... very courageous person."

There was a hint of memory in the eyes of Master Yimei, and then he shook his head. If it were him, he would not have the courage to implement the five buckets of rice method.

What would other sects think?

What would the emperor think?

If the whole world responds to everyone's call, and there are disciples of Longhu Mountain all over the world, can the imperial court tolerate it?

"Master, how powerful is Zhang Jiuyang? People now spread him around as a god. Some even call him Heavenly Master. Isn't that a big title..."

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in Dongxuzi's voice.

In his opinion, his master, who was so advanced in cultivation, didn't dare to call himself Heavenly Master. How could he, Zhang Jiuyang, a junior of the Taoist sect who was less than 30 years old, dare to call himself Heavenly Master?

Hearing this question, Yimei Zhenren shook his head and said, "Master, I don't know. When I met him, his cultivation was still shallow. He had just broken through the fourth realm. Now he should have made great progress."

"Haha, I don't believe that he can still be as good as you, Master..."

Before Dongxuzi finished speaking, he suddenly trembled all over, looked up at the Taixuan Mountain in the distance, and his eyes were full of brilliance.

Yimei Zhenren noticed it earlier than him. His eyes were bright, as if there was a glow of light hidden in it, forming a Taoist rhyme. His sight passed through the dangerous peaks of the river and saw the Tianmen Terrace on Taixuan Mountain.

A round and golden elixir rose into the sky, and it seemed to be engraved with the ancient and mysterious Taoist scriptures in the eyes, making the sound of Taoism echo in the mountains, and the golden light was like a rainbow.

The elixir trembled gently in the clouds, as if there was a baby about to be born inside.

Boom!!!

Thunderclouds suddenly rolled in the sky, and lightning struck the elixir, as if to prevent the baby from being born.

At the critical moment, an ancient and obscure voice sounded in the elixir, as if the baby inside was speaking the sound of Taoism.

"Tao!"

In an instant, all the lightning disappeared.

The thunderclouds dissipated, and were replaced by the Dharma images of the Azure Dragon and the White Tiger. It was clearly daytime, but the Seven Stars of the Azure Dragon and the Seven Stars of the White Tiger were already shining and dazzling.

The dragon and the tiger seemed to be called by the sound of Taoism and automatically went down to the world to protect.

"The elixir is completed and the dragon and the tiger appear..."

Yimei Zhenren looked at this scene with an extremely complicated look and full of emotion.

The young man who was still a little immature in the past has now become a well-deserved Taoist master. Longhu Mountain is probably no less important than the Yuding Palace back then.

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