Chapter 91: Taoists Fight for Immortality (asking for monthly tickets) "Brother Miaolin? Fellow Daoist Linjue, Fellow Daoist Qingyao!" The first person to recognize them was Taoist Qing Xuan. Taoist Qing Xuan was already very seasick and could barely walk steadily. But when he saw them, he actually perked up a little and immediately saluted: "Fellow Daoist, please be merciful!" Qiyun Mountain is one of the four famous mountains of the Fulu Sect, and of course they follow strict etiquette. When they saw Taoist Qingxuan saluting, many Taoists behind him, young and old, saluted them, and some of them had white hair and beards. The woman surnamed Jiang was also among them. "Fellow Taoist, be compassionate." The three of them returned the greeting and then returned the greeting to the rest of the people. "Brother Qingxuan, Friend Jiang." Lin Jue said, "You also took the water route? I happened to meet you here." "It's fate." Taoist Master Jiang Ning nodded. "Yes, it's fate!" Taoist Qingxuan was much more enthusiastic, and said with a look of discomfort, "It's just that the waterway is so turbulent, like sitting on a rocking chair, it's so uncomfortable."

"That's not as bad as us. We even encountered a water monster on the road." Lin Jue had a good impression of this Taoist and seemed somewhat familiar with him. "Water demon? What was the result?" "It was driven away with severe injuries." "It's good that you're not hurt." Taoist Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief. "Are you three Taoist friends going straight to Mingzhu Mountain?" "Yes." "Come together! Come together!" After hearing this, Lin Jue just looked at his third senior brother. "Of course it's good." The third brother agreed readily. Compared to the three people who came to Fuqiu Temple, there were more than twenty people who came to Xuantian Temple, and half of them were old Taoists with full beards, including the abbot of Xuantian Temple, Lingqing Zhenren. After all, this is a fasting and offering ceremony of the Fulu Sect, which is mainly for worshipping spirits, and the Fulu Sect is the main invited party. Taoist temples of the Lingfa Sect such as Fuqiu Temple are just here to join in the fun. Most of the Taoists in Xuantian Temple held long swords or wooden swords in their hands and carried bags and musical instruments on their backs. Only a few old men held whisks, looking like immortals. Surprisingly, the white female Taoist named Jiang Ning also held a whisk, which seemed to indicate that her status was indeed not low. As they walked along, the third senior brother chatted with Taoist Qingxuan, while Lin Jue focused his attention on the Taoist Lingqing who was in the front. This is a real person. He is just a real person from the talisman sect. The Talisman School is different from the Spiritual School. Today's Talisman School is the Great Dao, and it is much easier to become a "real person". In addition, their methods of practice are different, so the real people of the Talisman School are almost equivalent to filling in the quota - the masters of the four famous mountains are almost all real people, and as long as their merits are complete, they will naturally become immortals after death. At a time when the Lingfa Sect's real people were secluded and the Danding Sect's golden elixir was hard to make, they were almost the only real people in the world. When people talked about the real people in the world, they were mostly referring to them. However, there was not much that was special about them when they were alive. As for after death...

It is easier to become an immortal, so the value will naturally decrease. At least after these immortals of the talisman school ascended to heaven, except for the founders of the sects, or a few who made great contributions to the people and had great merits, the rest of them were not often seen in ordinary temples, nor were their names often heard among the people, which showed that they could only ascend to heaven, but their status in heaven was also limited. And the legends of some ancient immortals that were circulated in the world were actually mostly immortals of the spiritual law school, because the immortals of the spiritual law school could really eliminate big demons and evil gods, and even if the gods in heaven were in person, they would have the confidence to talk calmly. At this time, it is said that the Lingqing Zhenren in front is of high moral cultivation. At least he looks like a man with white hair and a youthful face, a ruddy complexion, and brisk steps, and he has an immortal air. I wonder if it is possible to become an immortal after death? Is it possible to live forever if you become an immortal? Lin Jue couldn't help but think so. As if he was aware of the gaze behind him, Master Lingqing turned around and looked at him with a kind smile. Lin Jue immediately nodded in response. It seems to be a bit strange. Yes, such real people have a very high status in the Talisman Sect, and the Talisman Sect is the agent of the gods. There should be some guardian gods following and protecting them day and night. This is good, the journey will be much smoother. Along the way, they talked about the previous demon-eliminating incident in Yi County and the water monster they encountered on the way, and then they arrived at Mingzhao Mountain. This is also a bamboo mountain, which makes Lin Jue feel quite familiar. There are many colorful cloth ribbons hanging in the bamboo forest on the mountain. The mountain is not very high. You can see the palace buildings on the top of the mountain, many newly built bamboo houses, and an area covered with colorful cloth, which should be the main area for fasting and offering sacrifices. There were many Taoists welcoming us at the foot of the mountain. Seeing the Taoist from Qiyun Mountain coming, a group of Taoists came over, and hurriedly saluted Lingqing Zhenren and greeted each other. The Taoist robes of the three people from Fuqiu Temple were slightly different in color from those from Xuantian Temple. A Taoist boy came to greet them. Knowing that they were from Fuqiu Temple in Yishan, he respectfully invited them to go up the mountain. "Fellow Daoist Miaolin, Fellow Daoist Lin, Fellow Daoist Qingyao, we live together with the Daoist friends from Yanxia Temple. If you have nothing to do, you can come to us for tea. You can come during the breaks between fasts and sacrifices." Taoist Qingxuan said with a smile. "Don't go for now." "Don't pass." The group bowed and said goodbye. "plz follow me." The little Taoist boy from Yanxia Temple stretched out his hand and said. There is a bluestone road leading up the mountain, which is much easier to walk on than the road leading up to Fuqiu Peak in Yishan. The mountain is not very high, and there are newly built bamboo houses on the top and bottom, as well as pavilions that are who knows how many years old. There are already many people on the road. Some were dressed like Taoists, some looked like strange men in the martial arts world, and some looked like high-ranking officials who believed in Taoism. The Taoist boy led them to a bamboo house. "There are too many people here, and it's inconvenient to find accommodation. Many pilgrims have to stay at the foot of the mountain. Please squeeze in here for a while. If there is anything, we will come here to invite you." The little Taoist boy said to them politely. When he looked at them, there was still some curiosity in his eyes. "We will deliver meals every morning and evening." "Thank you." "There are many things to do, so I will leave for now." "Walk slowly, little Taoist friend."

In this fasting and prayer ceremony, there were huge differences between the Fulu School and the Lingfa School in terms of responsibilities and obligations, and busyness and leisure. Naturally, the Xuantian Temple and the Fuqiu Temple did not live in the same place. The Taoists of Xuantian Temple were the most important guests. They lived in Yanxia Temple on the top of the mountain and had to eat and live with the Taoists of Yanxia Temple, and they had to offer sacrifices and work together. The Taoists of Fuqiu Temple were different. They had a bamboo house near the mountain, which was considered very important. "This ritual includes burning incense, opening the altar, asking for water, raising banners, announcing notices, and cleansing... I can't remember exactly, but it was a series of procedures to invite in the saints and send them off." The third brother said as he walked into the bamboo house. "Then what do we do?" “It should be like last year at Mount Qiyun, when they clean up the filth, they’ll invite us over, and the host will tell us about the situation in the world, the hardships of people’s lives, and ask for our help in exorcising demons and so on. Then after sending the saint away, they’ll invite us over again and talk specifically about exorcising demons.” The third brother sighed, “Well, it’s all my business anyway, you guys can just wander around, just treat it as a different kind of temple fair.” “That’s good, that’s good…” The Lingfa sect is made up of Taoists who enjoy a leisurely life. They cannot even worship gods every day, so why would they like to do these troublesome things? It would be best to recommend it to your senior brother. Lin Jue looked up at the bamboo house carefully. There was a wooden sign hanging at the door with the numbers of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches. Although it was just a bamboo house, it was not small. There was a table and a few cushions at the entrance. There was a space on each side with a bed and a simple blue curtain for shelter. If the weather is not cold, there is a thin quilt on the bed. "We just held a big ceremony and built so many bamboo houses. I don't know if it's a waste of money and manpower, or it's giving wages to the craftsmen and farmers down the mountain." The third brother shook his head and said, "My junior brother and I will live on the left, and you, little junior sister, can sleep on the right. We can make do with it." "Oh!" The little sister agreed obediently, and at the same time diligently carried the bamboo basket on the back of Brother Donkey in. "We have to take good care of the things. Even though this is a grand ceremony at Mingzhu Mountain, many scoundrels in the martial arts world are not afraid of Taoists. There are always some who have dirty hands." The third brother said, "You two can go out and stroll around first. We'll go out again tomorrow and see if we can exchange something or find something interesting." "understood." It is true that many people in the martial arts world are not afraid of Taoists. On the one hand, it may be because most of the Taoists in the world are from the talisman school, and they rarely practice spiritual magic or spells. Instead, they may practice swordsmanship, and the gods rarely interfere in the affairs between people. Naturally, this kind of Taoists cannot fight against the people of the martial arts world. On the other hand, the spiritual school is not popular nowadays, and many Taoists from the spiritual school have very low skills, and it is difficult for them to compete with the warriors who specialize in killing skills. What's more, there is a saying among warriors that one can enter the Tao through martial arts. "Hey, take a sip..." The third senior brother has already laid down on the bed. "Junior sister, I want to go out for a walk." Lin Jue asked the little junior sister, "Are you going?" "go with!" The little junior sister always goes wherever her senior brother goes, without any hesitation. "Remember to bring money." The third brother reminded them while lying down, "Remember to find your way. Don't forget how to get back." "understood." The junior sister took her sword. Lin Jue thought about it and felt that carrying a broadsword was too ostentatious and too gangster-like, so he also brought an iron sword. Both of them looked very young, wearing Taoist robes, each holding a long sword, and with a fox following behind them, they had a rather ethereal air.

"Fuyao, I'll leave it to you to remember the way. Don't let us get lost." "Hey~" There is a path in the bamboo forest in the mountains. The path was not newly built, but had already existed. It was obviously connected to some places on the mountain. Lin Jue determined the direction and walked to the left. The left side feels more lively. As expected, the path became wider and wider, the bamboo forest in the mountains was cut into open space, and many Taoists came to the mountain and were settled here. Many people came out to stroll around or chat on the roadside. Many Taoists saw the two of them and the fox following them and cast curious eyes. Lin Jue also looked around as he walked. There was an open space on the left, with several stone tables and chairs. Sitting at the table were two middle-aged Taoists, drinking tea and arguing. "There are countless myths in ancient times, such as mending the sky, chasing the sun, crashing into mountains and cutting rivers. Therefore, the ancient gods must have the ability to know everything. What is there to dispute about?" said a Taoist priest with a frown. "That's wrong." Another Taoist offered the tea but didn't drink it. He shook his head and said, "In ancient times, there were indeed countless myths, and these things have indeed been passed down from generation to generation. However, after all, they were not recorded in books, and there are many vague and unreasonable parts. They can be believed, but not completely believed." "What do you think, fellow Taoist?" "I think these are just the means by which the gods and immortals rule the three realms. Haven't you seen that the emperors of the human court also constantly whitewash themselves? Could he really be the Son of Heaven or a real dragon? The gods will also exaggerate their years of practice and their magical powers! Otherwise, how can they gather incense and attract believers? Besides, rumors have always been like this. With time and more people spreading the rumors, they will become more and more distorted." "How dare you say such things here?" "Why not? If the gods are so stingy, then what role models can they serve?" said the Taoist priest who was serving tea with a smile. "In short, I don't agree with it..." "Fellow Daoist, please don't be obsessed with those legends. Do you really think that the Heavenly Weng went through 1,750 tribulations, and each tribulation lasted 129,600 years before he became a Heavenly Weng? How could it take that long?" "This……" "If there is one falsehood, there are all falsehoods." The Taoist holding the cup said affirmatively: “It is becoming increasingly difficult for cultivators in the human world to cultivate spiritual arts, and it is becoming increasingly difficult for people to truly attain enlightenment. However, as time passes, there are more and more magical powers in the world, and their power of transformation is becoming stronger and stronger. The same is true for the gods in the sky. The gods of today must be better than the gods of the past… Then again, in ancient times, many people became immortals just by eating a pill that ascended to heaven. When it comes to magical powers, how could they possibly compare to the gods who later achieved enlightenment through hard work?” "That's not right, fellow Daoist, you are using a small part of the story to discuss the whole picture, which is too biased..." Lin Jue and the other person stopped and stood nearby to eavesdrop. They often looked at each other, exchanging their feelings and judgments on what they said, as well as the feelings they had while eavesdropping. Sometimes he would reach out and pinch the bamboo next to him, pretending that he had something to do. Unfortunately, before the two of them could decide who was right or wrong, a Taoist from Yanxia Temple passed by with a guest. He heard them talking about the deity they worshipped sincerely, but he didn't want to be rude to the guest, so he stopped and gave them an uncomfortable look. The two of them laughed and the conversation stopped. Lin Jue and his junior sister looked at each other, both with regret in their eyes. Although Lin Jue disagreed with the arguments of the two Taoists, this kind of debate itself was interesting, even if he didn't understand anything. Moreover, there must be a teacher among three people, and there must be some words from the two people that can give him some inspiration. The atmosphere of the Taoists chatting casually and competing for immortality also gives people a sense of freedom and ease.

Therefore, as soon as he arrived at the ceremony, Lin Jue felt very good. The junior sister next to him cast a questioning look. "go!" Lin Jue smiled and took a step forward. I feel happy and my feet feel light. The junior sister hurriedly picked up her sword and trotted after him, blowing the bamboo leaves on the roadside. (End of this chapter)