Chapter 145 Mo Daosang Yuwan

Chapter 145 Mo Daosang Yuwan

Chapter 145 Mo Daosang Yuwan

Siming Mountain is not high, but it has undulating hills, overlapping ridges, flat tops and steep slopes, and many streams, waterfalls and pools.

Siming Mountain looks beautiful from afar, but when you get closer, you will find that the Siming Mountain that seemed clear from afar gradually becomes blurred. I don't know when a light red mist rose on the mountain, covering the entire mountain range, making it difficult to see clearly, like looking at flowers in the fog.

This is the mountain protection formation at work.

But there is a place where there is a protruding platform on the southern foot of the mountain, like a tiger's head. There grows a huge red maple tree here, which is dozens of feet tall and is probably more than a thousand years old.

The red maple crowns are like red clouds, shining brightly like fire. Even with the red mist as a backdrop, they can be seen clearly from dozens of miles away.

When you get closer, you can see a small pond here. On the top of a higher mountain, there is a waterfall rushing out and crashing right into the small pond, splashing countless water and filled the air with mist.

I think this small pond was formed by the impact of the waterfall over a long period of time. The pond reflects the red maples, also turning red. The diffuse mist is also reflected as red clouds. The exposed rocks on the cliff are ochre red, like cinnabar.

There are eight large characters carved on the stone wall here, each about ten feet high, saying:
Danshan and Chishui are the scenic spots of Siming.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that this is the gate to Siming Mountain.

Cheng Xinzhan fell into the clouds and arrived here.

There was a wooden house built under the red maple tree, and someone was on duty. As Cheng Xinzhan approached, a young Taoist priest came forward to greet him.

"I don't know where you are from, fellow Taoist. This is Siming Mountain. I bow to you."

Cheng Xinzhan got off the cloud, put away the cloud chariot, and formed the Three Pure Mountains Seal with his hands. A clear light appeared in his palms, the color of the clear sky after rain. The clear light formed a light symbol between the three fingers that were raised. There were four words on the symbol, which were:
Three gives birth to all things.

He nodded and saluted, saying,

"I am here from Mount Sanqing. My surname is Cheng and my name is Xinzhan. I have come to visit Master Cunsi of your sect. I hope you will pass on the message."

The young Taoist priest looked at the clear light and was surprised when he heard the words, "So it's someone from the ancestral temple!"

This is naturally not fake, not to mention who would dare to pretend to be a person walking in Sanqing Mountain. Just the peaceful and pure light symbol in the palm of this person's hand is so obvious that the Taoist priest on duty knows that it is the unique "Three Lives and All Things Talisman" of Sanqing Mountain, but others will not know it.

This kind of talisman can only be drawn by people who practice pure spiritual energy.

Not to mention other things, just say that in the East, everyone knows that the ancestral temple will only accept disciples who can use the guiding technique to absorb pure spiritual energy when they are still mortals. Everyone has practiced the ancestral temple's guiding technique. It is slow and leisurely, and requires extremely high flexibility of the body. People with impatient personalities cannot practice it, people with stiff limbs cannot practice it, and people with weak hearts and livers cannot practice it. It also requires a special breathing rhythm, so very few people can practice it.

People who inhale the pure spiritual energy can strengthen the heart and promote blood circulation, clear the liver and improve eyesight, promote blood circulation, and prolong life. However, after entering the mountain, combined with the secret methods of Sanqing Mountain, there are different effects, but people outside the mountain do not know what the specific effects are.

However, this "Three Lives and All Things Talisman" made of pure spiritual energy is commonly seen by people outside the mountain. No one knows what it is used for specifically, but it can be regarded as a certificate for disciples of Sanqing Mountain to travel outside, just like the Zhengyi Talisman of Longhu Mountain, the Shangqing Talisman of Maoshan, and the Lingbao Talisman of Gezhao Mountain.

The Taoist priest on duty picked up the sound transmission talisman and reported to the mountain, but after putting it down, he realized it later. His surname is Cheng Xinzhan, isn't this Cheng Yifu who was very famous in the past few years! In recent years, he has not heard of any new deeds, and at the same time, other geniuses have become famous, which is why he did not react in the first time.

"May I ask if Cheng Yifu is here in person?"

The Taoist asked.

Cheng Xinzhan just smiled and said, "It's just a passing fame, not worth mentioning."

The Taoist priest led Cheng Xinzhan into the mountain gate, thinking that it would not be good to let someone coming from the ancestral temple stand outside the gate all the time.

After walking about ten steps, the red mist dissipated, and the scenery of Siming Mountain came into view.

There are many maple trees planted on the mountain, most of which are red maple, and there are also green maple, golden maple, and purple maple, which are very beautiful. There are persimmon trees planted at the entrance of Cheng Xinzhan's cave, so you can naturally find that there are many persimmon trees here. I guess in autumn and winter, they are also red.

No wonder it is called Danshan Chishui.

It is no wonder that Mr. Qinglian came here specifically to watch the sunset. One can imagine that when the sky is full of bright clouds, the mountains are also hundreds of acres of emerald red, and the sky and the earth are connected into one, which sets off each other.

Not long after the two of them walked, a Taoist priest descended from the sky and landed in front of them.

Cheng Xinzhan took one look and recognized that this was the Taoist Master Cunsi whom he had met once before, so he quickly stepped forward and bowed.
"Master, I am sorry for disturbing you by coming to my house so suddenly!"

Taoist Master Cunsi looked like he was in his sixties, and was in good spirits. He laughed heartily when he saw Cheng Xinzhan.

"My dear little ancestor, you have given me a great surprise. How can I say that it is a nuisance to have such a distinguished guest here? I, Siming Mountain, hope that you can stay for a long time!"

Cheng Xinzhan stumbled and nearly fell. He smiled bitterly and said, "Master, please don't embarrass me. Just call me Xinzhan."

The old Taoist laughed when he saw this. "I, the founder of Siming Mountain, inherited the Dharma from the fifth-generation ancestor of the ancestral temple. I founded the mountain here to spread the essence of all Dharmas. After getting the approval of the ancestral temple, the generation name of the inheritance is chosen according to the ancestral temple. The old Taoist is of the Cun generation, and the young ancestor is of the Xin generation. This is almost a generation older, so it is only natural to call you the young ancestor!"

Cheng Xinzhan covered his face when he heard this and said, "Master! When I was in the sect, the elders always called me by my first name. Please don't be polite. If you don't change your words, I will have to leave now."

He was about to leave.

Taoist Master Cunsi quickly changed his words, "Wait a minute, I will change it."

If the people in the mountains knew that I had driven away the people from the ancestral temple, especially the Taoists who held a very special status in the ancestral temple, it would be a serious sin.

Cheng Xinzhan then turned around with a smile.

"Come, Xinzhan, follow me and take a look at the scenery of our Siming Mountain."

Taoist Master Cunsi led the way, and the young Taoist priest guarding the mountain gate turned around and went back to the mountain gate to continue his duty.

"Why did Xinzhan come here?" Taoist Master Cunsi naturally didn't think that Cheng Xinzhan came here just to thank him. It had been many years since this happened. Besides, he didn't help much. The people from the ancestral temple had already thanked him on the spot. After returning to the mountain, the ancestral temple also sent him a thank-you gift. He felt a little embarrassed.

Cheng Xinzhan was also very frank when he heard this, and said with a smile, "I have been in the mountains for a long time, and my bones are itching, so I want to go out for a walk. I have never been to the southeast coast, so I came to take a look. Now that I am here, how can I not come to pay a visit to the senior."

Taoist Master Cunsi was still a little surprised. This person really came casually. He thought that Cheng Xinzhan had something to ask for personally or that he had an order from the ancestral temple to convey. He didn't expect that he really came to see him.

This made him very happy, and he smiled and said,
"This is a blessing from the old Taoist. If you are not in a hurry to leave, would you stay for a few days?"

Cheng Xinzhan nodded, "Thank you, Taoist priest. I would like to stay here. When I come to Siming Mountain, how can I miss the sunset? It's rainy today, but it can't be rainy every day. Wait until I see the sunset in the east and west. It won't be too late for you to leave."

Taoist Cun Si laughed and led Cheng Xinzhan to his cave.

Taoist Priest Cun Si is at the initial stage of the Golden Elixir Realm, and is also the master of a peak in Siming Mountain. He has many disciples and followers. When these people saw the peak master leading a young Taoist priest back with laughter, they were all a little curious.

This peak is called Frost Leaf Peak. There are mostly red maples on the mountain, and their leaves are like clouds.

"Master, your mountain has many maples, while my mountain has many bamboos. I am now enjoying the maple leaves and feasting my eyes, but I cannot let you suffer a loss. Come, please try the spring bamboo shoots I brought from the mountain. I will give you a treat."

Cheng Xinzhan smiled and took out some chilled carrots from the cave stone and handed them to Taoist Cunsi.

Taoist Cunsi's eyes lit up. He took the ice cube, melted it, and took a bite to taste it.

The chilled bamboo shoots and juice had a unique flavor that made Taoist Cunsi's eyes light up.

It's so delicious.

he thought.

But perhaps it’s not that the bamboo shoots are so delicious, but that a friend came to visit by chance, and this fact itself gave the bamboo shoots a different flavor.

Seeing Taoist Cunsi's satisfied expression, the person who gave him the bamboo shoots was also satisfied.

During their conversation, Cheng Xinzhan learned how the founder of Siming Mountain and the five generations of ancestors of Sanqing Mountain knew each other, and that the name of Siming Mountain came from the four huge stone windows on the cave of the main peak. He also learned that Siming Mountain currently practices fire magic, wood magic, earth magic, alchemy, talismans, clouds, qi, astrology and other methods.

The Shuangye Peak where Taoist Cunsi is located is the one that specializes in cultivating clouds and mist.

In this way, Cheng Xinzhan lived in the cave of Taoist Cunsi, admiring the red leaves and red clouds, and discussing the way of clouds and clouds.

The more they talked, the more Master Cunsi was amazed at Cheng Xinzhan's knowledge, because no matter where he talked about, this young man could always connect with him. His profound knowledge made it hard to tell that he had only been practicing Taoism for a dozen years. He read so many books on a daily basis, how could he have time to practice?
How strange.

At the strong invitation of Taoist Cunsi, Cheng Xinzhan also explained the art of talismans and the art of swordsmanship to the disciples on Shuangye Peak.

With the introduction of Taoist Cunsi, he visited the headmaster and other masters of Siming Mountain.

Seven or eight days passed like this, and on this day when the sun was setting, the two men looked at the red glow in the west.

"The sunset is so beautiful, but it is almost dusk!"

Taoist Cunsi suddenly said with emotion.

These days, Cheng Xinzhan's innocent nature and vigorous and high-spirited attitude really infected him, but he felt that his golden elixir had flaws and it would be difficult to make further progress, so he couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

"Don't forget the mulberry trees at night, the sky will be full of clouds."

Cheng Xinzhan responded with his usual high-spirited tone,

"Master, you have made the golden elixir, and your path to immortality has just begun. Why would you lament the dusk? Don't say that the golden elixir has flaws. I think it's just to make up for the flaws and then go through the thunder tribulation a few more times.

“To be honest, before I opened my palace, I encountered a true evil spirit that hit my acupuncture points, which damaged my body and shortened my lifespan. It also delayed me for quite a while. However, we should take a long-term view of things. What does this period of time mean in the entire long journey to immortality?

"You see, the sun is about to disappear, but why should the sunset shrink and become depressed because of the disappearance of the sun?"

After hearing this, Taoist Cunsi stared blankly at the fiery sunset in the west.

The sun has reached the edge of the western mountain and seems to be about to set.

The sunset glow came from the top of the western mountain, covering most of the sky, showing a different kind of vitality, which was indeed not weakened by the setting sun.

Even in the last short moment, the sunset still paints the sky wantonly and blooms with light.

The heroic words sounded to his ears and the rosy clouds met his eyes, which lifted his spirits.

Yes, the golden elixir is dim, so how can one's will to cultivate be depressed because of the dimness of the golden elixir? One should make up for the deficiencies and complete the golden elixir before going through the thunder tribulation. The golden elixir should shine brightly because of one's will.

He ignored Cheng Xinzhan's obstruction and bowed to the young Taoist. He thought to himself that he had been practicing Yunxia for his whole life, and perhaps today he understood the true meaning of Yunxia.

Before the morning sun rises, the morning glow comes first; before the sunset, the evening glow stays.

Maybe this is Xia.

Looking at the sunset again, his mood was completely different. The sunset was infinitely beautiful, just infinitely beautiful, and its beauty was not diminished in the slightest by anything else.

Huh?
just,

But why did a cloud of black smoke appear in the northwest glow?
(End of this chapter)