"Then, keep looking, you will definitely gain something."
"Stop being stunned, get moving."
"Yes, let's look for it again. With so many books, relics, strange stones, and strange weapons, we can definitely find more clues."
Next.
Everyone in the group was busy.
Even Uncle Nine is like this. Although he doesn't know much, he can still recognize some.
Therefore, he acted very cautiously, gathering up all the objects with inscriptions on them one by one, and then handed them over to the young shopkeeper for his judgment.
More than ten people acted together.
Extremely efficient.
It only takes a moment.
The inside and outside of the cave were swept away.
After all the rotten wood, dust, cobwebs and unknown insect sand were cleared away, the grotto, which the Taoist used as a study, was spotless. Even the long-extinguished copper lamp hanging in the corner had been relit.
There are more than thirty hidden items arranged in an orderly manner on the ground.
but.
Most of those are useless things.
Most of them are strange stones, emeralds, jades and even shells, or cracked porcelain cups and brush washers that are reluctant to be thrown away.
At this moment, everyone didn't look too much. They just gathered around Chen Yulou and looked at the several collections he picked out in front of him with burning eyes.
An ancient volume, four bamboo slips, and a long sword.
Chen Yulou was holding a long sword flat, which is the most common Taoist style. It is not an illegal weapon or a real treasure. Due to the moisture, the scabbard has a dense layer of rust.
Try to pull it out.
The blade of the sword is about three feet six inches.
Hundreds of years have passed, and the sword's blade has become covered with dust, and it no longer retains its original sharpness.
A thin groove runs from top to bottom, and there are faint black markings, which look like smudged black flowers.
"It's demon blood."
It seems that he can sense everyone's curiosity.
Chen Yulou didn't hide anything and said in a low voice.
If it were a beast in the mountains and wilds, ordinary blood would never be able to do this. It could still condense and not disperse for hundreds of years. Only after transforming into a demon, all the life of the body is integrated into the essence and blood, and it is indestructible.
That is to say.
When that senior walked around the world.
Holding a long sword, he often does things like slaying demons and subjugating them.
Unfortunately, although this Dao sword has been with him for many years, it does not have a name engraved on it, only the word "Yuxian" is rusted on the hilt.
With a slight sigh, Chen Yulou put the sword back into its sheath.
He immediately picked up a few bamboo slips and read them carefully by the firelight behind him.
I thought it would be the same as the previous volume.
It was the senior who jotted it down.
But...
Just after reading the first sentence, he couldn't help but feel a bit of amazement in his eyes, and he was immersed in it. It wasn't until he had read the four bamboo slips word for word, that he raised his head, and saw a calm expression on his face. Cover the shock.
The entire bamboo slip contains only about 500 words.
But every word is precious.
This is the insight gained by the senior who has practiced in seclusion here for many years.
The Quanzhen Sect focuses on refining the mind and cultivating the nature.
To put it simply, it is the path of dual cultivation of life and life.
But he abruptly took a completely different path from the inheritance.
It not only cultivates life, but also kills talismans in the right way.
That is to say, the complete truth and the true one or two ways are integrated, in addition to refining the elixir, they also refer to the talisman.
You must know that since Zhang Daoling established Taoism on Zhongnan Mountain, over the past two thousand years, Taoism has spawned countless schools, including Shiqi, Neidan, Waidan, and Fulu, to name a few.
He was definitely not the only one who had thought about it. He was a fellow practitioner of numerology and the origin of Qi Dao.
But...
But few people can succeed.
It's not because those Taoists who try are not talented enough, but that Taoist practice is not as good as martial arts. If you don't succeed in three years, you can do it in five or ten years. The most important thing in Taoism is your mind. Once you realize Taoism, maybe half a day can be worth the efforts of others in ten years. .
It is a Taoist technique that is extremely difficult to practice and break through.
What's more, it's even more difficult to reach the sky with several ginseng.
The senior who lived in seclusion here was able to cultivate a golden body and jade bones by integrating Quanzhen and Zhengyidao at the same time.
That is to say, there is a lack of luck.
If he was given a few more decades, he might actually be able to become a Taoist.
"Brother Chen, this is..."
Seeing him holding the bamboo slips, closing his eyes, his expression full of emotion, everyone on the side couldn't help but look at each other.
No one dared to disturb them.
Finally, Partridge Whistle opened his mouth and asked softly.
"Brother Taoist, you will understand after seeing it."
Chen Yulou breathed out and handed over the bamboo slips.
Seeing this, Partridge Whistle dared not hesitate, so he took it carefully and read it word for word.
The more I looked at him, the more frightened I became.
A great senior's spiritual insights are not something that can be seen normally. If placed in a Taoist sect, they would at least be considered ancient secret scriptures, and non-inner disciples of the true sect are not allowed to refer to them.
The most important thing is.
The senior is simply a scholar.
Combining Zhengyi and Quanzhen into one.
It was something that sounded impossible, but in his hands it almost became a reality.
You must know that all laws in the world come from the same sect. Although he is a descendant of the Yinxian or Louguan sect, in terms of his practice method, he is actually a member of the Quanzhen Shiqi sect.
Therefore, such an understanding would definitely be of great benefit to his practice.
This is why the two of them looked so shocked.
Phew——
I don’t know how long it took.
Only then did Partridge Whistle wake up from his trance.
A pair of eyes were filled with divine light, and it was clear that he had some realization.
Seeing this, the people around him became even more surprised.
There are only a few hundred words in the bamboo slips. Could it be a heavenly book? Otherwise, how could the two people with the highest cultivation level have such emotions?
Yang Fang wanted to speak several times.
Let me borrow it for a look.
But seeing that Partridge Whistle was so calm and unable to extricate himself, he could only swallow the words that came to his lips.
Now I finally got the chance, "Sou Yang, what is written on this bamboo slip?"
Look at the curious and expectant look on his face.
Partridge Whistle, who had come back to his senses, couldn't help but shake his head and smile.
"Brother Yang Fang, you can refer to it."
He is not an outsider.
In addition, there is no such messy thing as order of superiority and inferiority, distinction between superior and inferior among them.
If you want to see it, just take it.
"Okay, thank you very much, sir."
Yang Fang took it with a smile and held it in his hand. The old foreigner, the kidnapper, Hua Ling, Hong girl and Yuan Hong also joined in.
By the light of the copper lamp on the cave wall.
Calmly, I read it silently.
Seeing this scene, Old Uncle Jiu couldn't help but frown, put down the chimney he had just drawn, stood on tiptoes, and looked up at the bamboo slips.
only.
The writings on the bamboo slips involve Taoist practice, including food Qi, Daoyin, talismans, and elixir cauldrons.
He didn't know much about literacy.
It looks like one head is as big as two.
I finally recognized a few words and connected them together, but I didn't understand their meaning at all. However, Guaizi and the gang of boys seemed to be fascinated by it. Their eyes were motionless and their minds were completely immersed in it.
He scratched his head anxiously.
Tried a few more times.
In the end, Old Uncle Jiu chose to give up, walked aside silently, took out the cigarette rod again, raised his heel, and tapped the sole a few times.
The familiar man took out his tobacco bag and twisted a ball of tobacco.
Get close to the copper lamp and light it.
"Zi——"
The tobacco burns quickly.
He lifted the cigarette rod and took a deep breath.
The smoke lingered under the chest, causing a strong burning sensation. However, the depressed and irritable face suddenly relaxed, and after a while, he breathed out the smoke comfortably.
What is Zhengyi, Quanzhen, what eats Qi and breathes. He couldn't figure it out either.
It's better to pretend that you haven't seen it. Life is only a few decades. If you don't understand it, you don't understand it. Why do you have to dig into it? Isn't that just adding trouble to yourself?
Besides, the young shopkeeper has already landed on the island, and the days he will stay here can be counted on both hands.
Wait until you return to Zhuangzi.
I was stared at all day long, and I couldn't smoke or drink. It was painful just thinking about those days.
He was leaning against the stone wall, thinking wildly in his mind.
The movement of his hand was not slow at all. In the blink of an eye, the tobacco was smoked clean, and the depression on his face was also gone.
"Coming!"
When I was thinking about whether to smoke another half of a cigarette.
A calm voice filled with surprise suddenly came.
Old Uncle Jiu had no intention of smoking anymore. He held the pipe in his backhand and subconsciously looked up.
I saw that the young shopkeeper had already opened the booklet.
The cyan book was so damp that it even had a layer of black mold growing on it, and the writing was smudged by the moisture into patches of ink, making it look extremely blurry.
But...
The moment the book was opened, Chen Yulou's eyes instantly lit up.
The text is extremely clear.
There are about a hundred crosses in total up and down.
The first line on the upper right is "The Ministry of Rites will come to inspect the matter to pay the ultimatum", followed by several lines of laws and regulations clearly written, such as those who shave their hairpins privately with a staff of eighty, they should sin against the abbot of the temple, and the same crime will be repaid.
A line of small characters in the middle records the Taoist's name and identity.
‘I will now fill in the ultimatum No. 327 in Qin characters and pay it to Taoist Li Cunming. ’
"Seventeen years old, a mountain climber, March 9, the seventh year of Chongzhen."
"He became a monk at Renji Taoist Academy and took Gu Wei as his teacher to teach the Yuxian sect of Quanzhen Taoism and became a naturalized member of this academy."
Renji Taoist Temple, Li Cunming!
He became a disciple of Quanzhen and met Gu Wei of the Immortal Sect.
Seeing these words, Chen Yulou couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. This was clearly a naturalization certificate, which was the identity certificate issued by the court when the senior became a monk.
In my impression, this person is not famous in Taoism.
At least he never heard it.
But an unknown Taoist was actually able to combine Quanzhen and Zhengyidao into one. This skill can be said to be that of a scholar.
In other words, time waits for no one.
Daozu has no protection.
Otherwise...
There will be one more section on the Ascension Record.
"At the end of the Ming Dynasty, when the world was in chaos, there was a Taoist named Li Cunming who lived in seclusion on Dazejunshan Island in Dongting for thirty years. He united his life and soul, swallowed a vase and condensed elixirs, killed the evil dragon in the lake, and soared into the sky!"
What a pity.
The slightest difference is the difference between ascending to immortality and sitting back and turning into a skeleton.
"Li Cunming..."
I saw a look of thought and emotion on his face.
Several people nearby couldn't help but come forward, their eyes quickly scanning the words on the ultimatum.
"It turned out to be a Taoist from the Ming Dynasty."
"He is really a descendant of Yuxian Sect. According to the shopkeeper, Ma Yuzhen was born in the Jin and Yuan Dynasties. The senior in the cave must be a disciple of the sixth or seventh generation."
"I think it's more than that. Taoist monks are passed down from generation to generation. It's not a family inheritance. There may be one generation of disciples in ten or twenty years."
"..."
Everyone was discussing in low voices.
Not loud.
However, his expression was obviously much more relaxed than before.
In the future, maybe he is a neighbor and knows his name, so he can set up a wooden tombstone for him, and he can put up incense sticks every now and then, so that the incense will not be cut off.
"Brother Yang Fang."
"Please take a look in the valley in the past few days to find a feng shui position and choose a day for the senior to be laid to rest."
Close the document and return it to its original place.
Chen Yulou glanced at Yang Fang and warned softly.
Among the group of people, only he and Yang Fang, the gold-touching captain, were the most adept at the Feng Shui technique of finding the dragon's acupoints. However, this was his first time on the island, so he would most likely be too busy to touch the ground.
It would be most appropriate to leave the matter of finding the haunted house to Yang Fang.
"Okay, shopkeeper Chen, you can rest assured. The birth date of the senior is included in the ultimatum, so it will be much easier to check."
Yang Fang nodded and agreed.
As a disciple of Golden Abacus.
Yin and Yang, Feng Shui and the Five Elements, to him are the skills of eating.
"That's it."
"I'll be here first today."
Chen Yulou did not waste any time. He looked at Old Uncle Jiu who was already anxious and said hello, "Uncle Jiu, let's go back to eat."
"Okay."
Seeing that he finally mentioned this matter, Old Uncle Jiu couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Eating is a small matter.
But the rules cannot be broken.
It was precisely because he knew this that Chen Yulou took the initiative to speak. Now that he is on the island, if he doesn't show up, the guys below will have to wait hungry.
"Gone."
Except for the two volumes of ancient scriptures and the practice and enlightenment, all the other relics were left in the cave.
Together with the jade plaque that Taoist Li Cunming carried with him, Chen Yulou also put it together with the strange stones, predictions and other objects.
I plan to put him in the coffin together when he is buried.
Walk out of the cave.
Sunlight poured down through the dense forest and vines, and there was a rustling sound from the cave entrance on the side. This change in light was nothing to Chen Yulou, he just turned his head and glanced.
I happened to see Bai Ze coming from outside the door.
Astonishingly, he is guarding here.
"When did it come out?"
Just now, my attention was focused on the cave, the dead bones, the ancient scriptures, and the Taoism, and I really didn't realize when it left.
"Just come out for a while."
Bai Ze shook his head and said nervously.
"Don't worry, the island is very safe and no one will disturb you."
How could Chen Yulou not understand its thoughts.
Most likely, he felt that the cave was extremely important to the owner, so he took the initiative to take care of it.
Although I don't understand what he means.
But it nodded.
After all, although he has been on Junshan Island for many years, Bai Ze has never stepped out of this valley, and his scope of activities is limited to Xianglu Mountain and Tongxin Lake.
To the outside world.
Not much is known.
I just learned from my ancestors that there are many dangers.
The hunt this morning also verified this point.
Following his master in confusion, Bai Ze headed all the way towards the mountain, looking back from time to time. After all, this was the place where he had lived for more than ten years.
It seemed that he was aware of its thoughts.
Chen Yulou couldn't help but touched its head.
"This island is now mine. You can wander around as long as you don't swim away."
"The master's island?"
Hearing this, Bai Ze's pupils widened.
It finally understood why its master said the island was safe, and seeing how respectful the others were towards him, it finally let go of the last line of defense in its heart.
"Then can I go to Tea Island?"
"What are you doing there?"
Hearing the expectation in its voice, Chen Yulou, who was strolling around the courtyard with his hands behind his back, couldn't help but smile and asked.
"I heard from my ancestors that there is a delicious Silver Needle Tea on the island. I have never tasted it, so..."
Junshan Silver Needle!
Hearing this, Chen Yulou's heart moved.
yes.
Why did I forget about Tea Island?
Several Dao tea seedlings brought back from Qingcheng Mountain have been kept warm in his Qihai Cave, just to find a place to plant them after landing on the island.
It seems now.
What better place than Tea Island?
Thinking of this, Chen Yulou was in a good mood, waved his hand and promised with a smile.
"Relax, you can stay there!" (End of Chapter)