Chapter 353: Fuqiu Temple's Way to Realization "Old, old..." Taoist Wangjizi stroked his beard and said to the two young Taoists and two little Taoist children in front of him: "I didn't feel old at first, and I could still live for a few decades, but when you two came, I felt old." "The Taoist is in good health." The junior sister immediately comforted her. At this time, they were sitting at the door of a hall, talking in the sun. In front of them were the magnificent peaks and rocks and rolling sea of ​​clouds of Yishan Mountain. The stairs, palace and square of Xianyuan Temple were also in front of them. Lin Jue even saw a familiar sika deer walking on the stairs with its head down. There were also some young Taoist priests in the square. It was the time for them to practice sword skills. Under the guidance of several middle-aged Taoist priests, they waved their iron swords and hummed and laughed. But the only thing he didn't see was the young Taoist priest. None of the young Taoist priests who were in the palace behind him, listening to Taoist Master Wangji's teachings with Lin Jue and his junior sister, learning the method of calling the wind and competing with each other, were seen. Not only that, there are also fewer middle-aged Taoist priests. "Why are the Xianyuan Temple now filled with seniors and young Taoists? Where are the Taoist friends Yun Yi used to have?" Lin Jue couldn't help but ask.

After hearing Lin Jue's question, the little sister finally reacted and quickly turned her head to look left and right. Only then did I realize that, just as my senior brother had said, I didn't see any of those familiar figures. "Go down the mountain! What are you going to do on the mountain? This mountain looks big, but it's full of rocks. There's no grass growing. There's much less land to grow food and crops than on your Fuqiu Peak. How can you feed so many cows that eat more than pigs?" Taoist Wangjizi said with a smile. After a pause, he said: "Now the world is in turmoil, the situation is changing, what's the point of staying in the mountains? Only down in the mountains can they have their fortune. Staying in the mountains is just for cultivation." "I see." Lin Jue thought of those middle-aged Taoist priests, and those young Taoist priests with different personalities and talents. When the Corpse Tiger King was causing chaos, they had come down the mountain to protect the peace. The two sides had also met in Gong Village and fought against the pear monster together. I wonder what they are like now, and what kind of fortunes they have had. Probably they are all concentrated in Huizhou area, right? Judging from the information he knew, for a long time to come, the historical stage of heaven and earth would probably be concentrated in three places: Qinzhou, Huizhou and the north. The two sides talked for a while before saying goodbye. "What did you make before? Pigeon tofu, fruit jelly, loquat jelly. How did you make it?" Taoist Wangjizi's tone sounded as if he was confused. "Haha." Lin Jue laughed, "It's not time yet. The flowers bloomed early this year, and the earliest turtledove leaves haven't grown out yet. When the spring gets warmer, I will definitely send some to you to try." "Yeah." Taoist Wangjizi nodded repeatedly. Four Taoist priests, two adults and two children, plus a cat and a fox, slowly left Xianyuan Temple along the stone steps. Many young Taoist priests who were practicing sword skills looked towards them.

"Do you two know? The stairs from Fuqiu Temple to Xianyuan Temple were built by your ninth uncle one step at a time by hand." Lin Jue said. "Master told us." "Then your master must have never told you that when your Ninth Uncle was repairing the road, she would often fall off the cliff, but she would get up and continue repairing." Lin Jue laughed, "So much so that even now, when she is fighting with big monsters and is knocked away, she would land on the ground, get up and continue fighting, and nothing would happen to her." "Master also said that, but he didn't mention fighting against the big monster." The two little Taoist boys' eyes were sparkling, full of surprise and longing. "It seems your master has told you a lot." "I just said that yesterday." "What else did your master say?" "Master said that after we have mastered the Yin-Yang Classic and when the Xianyuan Temple starts giving lectures, he asked us to come here and listen," said Ji Yang. "Master said that we have been friends with Xianyuan Temple for generations, and we always preach together. Now Taoist Master Wangjizi is still alive. He is older and more powerful than Master, so he asked us to come to Xianyuan Temple to listen. When Taoist Master Wangjizi passes away and Master is old, it will be time for fellow Taoists from Xianyuan Temple to come to our Fuqiu Temple to listen." Ji Yin said. These words brought back Lin Jue’s past. At that time, Taoist Yunhe was still there, but the two brothers and sisters also went to Xianyuan Temple to listen to Taoist Wangjizi’s lectures, which was the most important lesson in cultivation. In addition to the fact that there are more people in Xianyuan Temple, there is another reason, that is, the master has taken the wrong path and the yin and yang are out of balance. In order to prevent himself from accidentally leading his disciples astray, Taoist Master Wangjizi comes to preach. Thinking about it now, there was probably another important reason, which was that he was still thinking about another yin and yang avenue every day. When you think about the left, you naturally have no time to talk about the right. When I think about the left, I dare not talk about the right. "Did the senior brother ask you to work hard and not be outdone by the young Taoist priests in Xianyuan Temple?" asked the junior sister. "I didn't say that." "You should read the Yin-Yang Sutra carefully first. You don't have to go to Xianyuan Temple to listen to Taoist Wangjizi's teachings, but our two families are good friends, so maybe people from Xianyuan Temple came to listen to our teachings." Lin Jue said, "You still have to be serious and don't be outdone. We at Fuqiu Temple have never lost to Xianyuan Temple." "Hmm? Never?" "Anyway, your master doesn't have it, your great master doesn't have it, your eighth uncle and ninth uncle..." Lin Jue thought of those little Taoist priests who were also competitive, "Haha, they don't have it either." "How amazing!" The two little Taoist boys were nervous and serious. "Then Eighth Uncle, if we practice Taoism and learn magic in the mountains, can we become immortals and live forever in the future?" Ji Yang asked. "Immortals are people who live in the mountains. To become an immortal depends on what one means. We don't talk about becoming an immortal, we only talk about becoming a true immortal. As for longevity, it depends on how long is considered long." Lin Jue couldn't help but smile, looking at the little Taoist priest in front of him with a face full of curiosity and ignorance, "I have asked my master and Taoist Master Wangjizi similar questions before." "What did they say?" "Master said that I am too obsessed, and this is not good." "Where is Taoist Wangjizi?" "Master Wangjizi said that there are many cliffs in Yishan Mountain, and poems are written on them." Lin Jue said, slowing down his pace and pointing to a cliff next to him. There was a poem on the cliff, which looked heroic and majestic. "But now there are only words on the wall, and no one can see who wrote it." "What do you mean?"

The two little Taoist boys looked up and stared at him in confusion. "That is to say, the people who wrote these inscriptions have disappeared." Lin Jue explained, "It means that it is difficult to become an immortal and live forever." "I can't..." "That's what they said." Lin Jue smiled and walked forward, "I didn't say that." The two little Taoist boys were stunned when they heard this. About ten days passed. The peach blossoms had not yet faded, but the azaleas on the mountain had already bloomed. Lin Jue went back to Shu Village, and several of his fellow brothers also returned to Yishan. Lin Jue cooked a table full of dishes and a large bowl of noodles, and the tree in the yard was full of people again. "It's been a long time since I've eaten the food cooked by Junior Brother." “I miss you so much!” "Only the third one is missing." "I don't know where Third Senior Brother, that playboy, has gone now. I hope he won't be like Second Senior Uncle, who won't stop being quiet even when he's in his seventies or eighties." "It happens to be the blooming season again, why don't we get some wine and food tomorrow and go to the mountains to enjoy the spring and flowers again?" "Yeah……" Everyone said something to each other. In terms of numbers, it is the same as before. Lin Jue still paid his respects to the mountain god first. The mountain wind blew away the wine and food, and also blew some flower petals away. The sun slowly sank in the west, half of the sky turned fiery red, and even the sea of ​​clouds below was dyed golden. The walls and courtyard of Fuqiu Temple seemed to be coated with a layer of paint. Everyone ate and drank here, asked a few questions about the disciples accepted by the eldest brother, talked about what happened after going down the mountain, and recalled the past. Although it was not exactly the same as before, it was still pleasant. After dinner, the sky darkened. The two little Taoist boys were very diligent. They spontaneously collected the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash them. Many fellow disciples were still sitting under the ancient pine trees and around the wooden tables. "The eldest senior brother has accepted a female disciple, which is good. After a few years, there will be a senior sister on the mountain. It always feels better to have a senior sister." said the seventh senior brother. "Don't talk about that, let's talk about business." said the fifth brother. "Ah." Lin Jue nodded, took out a thick book from his arms and put it on the table. The book has a blue cover, no title, and is hand-bound, which looks quite neat. It is windy on the mountain at night, and the evening breeze reveals the handwritten words inside. Many senior brothers looked at each other in silence and remembered the spells that Lin Jue wrote for them. "I was affiliated with the Juxian Mansion in the capital, and by exorcising demons for the people of Qinzhou, I got the opportunity to enter the Sutra Library. Inside, I found a commentary on the Yin-Yang Sutra, called the Yin-Yang Great Commentary. With this commentary and the notes my master gave me before he died, I have realized the Great Yin-Yang Method."

The night wind blew the books open, making a rustling sound. Every word in it seems to contain mystery. The senior brothers have been practicing Taoism for longer than Lin Jue and the little junior sister. After coming down the mountain, they all had their own opportunities and fortune, so naturally their Taoism is very profound. Among them, the second senior brother with the highest Taoism does not even need to read what is written in this book. Just from the mysterious and wonderful charm above, one can tell that he is extraordinary. "This is the way to enlightenment of Fuqiu Peak. I should share it with you brothers first. I thought it would take a lot of time to copy it several times, and it would be very slow to let you brothers read it one by one. In addition, I really miss you brothers after going down the mountain for a few years. After all, it would be faster to practice and comprehend together than to study it one by one. So I just called you brothers back." Everyone listened quietly, their eyes fixed on the book. "Ordinary paper and pen, recording the great Dao, naturally generate spiritual charm." Second Senior Brother said, "The Great Yin-Yang Method is indeed extraordinary." "Is this what Master has been searching for his entire life?" "To achieve enlightenment..." The expressions of the several senior brothers varied, but they were all very sad. Then they began to read the book together by the light of an oil lamp. (End of this chapter)