Transcendent Dawn

Heisawa Mansion, somewhere in a barren hill.

"It should be here."

Xu Changqing was wearing a bamboo hat and coir raincoat, and was carrying a bamboo basket, looking at the clouds in the mountains: "Grandpa... According to the people above the market, there seems to be a real Taoist living in seclusion in this unknown mountain."

"Well, you can go and have a look, but you should also pay attention to safety."

Sulu reminded indifferently.

After the comprehensive matter was resolved last time, Xiaozhai Village has no other foreign troubles.

But Xu Changqing has reached the stage of cultivating gods, and has no way out in martial arts, so he must embark on a journey of seeking immortality and Taoism.

In this regard, Sulu gave him two suggestions.

The first one is to join the government!

The Great Luo court was able to suppress the Kyushu, and it also had the power of immortals. There should be no shortage of internal cultivation skills. After joining organizations such as the Zhenyao Division, they will slowly accumulate meritorious deeds, and they will be able to redeem them sooner or later.

However, Xu Changqing had just killed a ninth-rank patrol inspector. It was a time when he was guilty, and he didn't have much affection for the government, so he directly refused.

The second suggestion is to find some cultivating sects.

Sulu didn't have any good clues in this regard, so he could only let Xu Changqing search for the immortal in Heize Mansion.

If you can't find it in the government, then you can only expand the scope to Lingzhou.

"To be honest... the wild is really too dangerous, especially this kind of uninhabited barren mountain. Are there really people living in it?"

Xu Changqing shuddered inexplicably when he thought of his experience in the wild during this period of time.

If it weren't for the fact that he had already practiced God, plus the old man's advice, and some luck, he might have died by the side of the road long ago.

This also gave him a deep understanding of why villagers in this era are unwilling to migrate.

"Of course ordinary people can't, except for ascetics!"

Su Lu replied: "I just hope it's not the same as the previous few times..."

This is not the first place Xu Changqing has found. He has also found a few Taoist priests who are said to have cultivation bases before.

But after some probing, it was found that most of them were magic sticks, and occasionally a few who had practiced two-handed martial arts couldn't even beat him, leaving Xu Changqing speechless.

"This should be a bit of a real skill, otherwise I wouldn't dare to live in the wilderness and deep mountains."

Xu Changqing stepped into the misty mountain range: "And... the legend about this old Taoist has been circulating for decades... Some woodcutters said that they met him before, it seems that he may really have mastered something about immortality. The secret?"

"Yes or no, you can tell at a glance."

Sulu remained silent.

There is no path in the nameless barren mountain, but Xu Changqing's martial arts are already good, walking among many strange rocks, like walking on flat ground.

Half a day passed quickly, and he stopped by a spring with nothing.

"This mountain doesn't feel right, it's best not to use local things..." Sulu reminded.

"yes."

Xu Changqing put down his hand that was about to scoop up the spring water, and turned to grab the wine bag on his waist.

Alcohol content in ancient times was very low, it was not easy to get drunk, and it was not easy to deteriorate. It is a good backup option when traveling long distances and it is inconvenient to fetch water.

He drank a few sips of wine, feeling the pungent taste all the way down his throat,

The body that had been hit by the cold suddenly warmed up a bit.

After a while, Xu Changqing found a rock and sat down, ready to eat the dry food he brought.

After taking a few mouthfuls of steamed buns, his ears fluttered, and he heard a singing voice:

"Kong De's face, only the Tao is to follow. The Tao is a thing, but it is only vague..."

This means that virtue is determined by Dao. But "Tao" does not have a fixed form.

"This is a Taoist song!"

Xu Changqing regained his energy, got up and chased the place where the song came from.

Not long after, he saw an old Taoist priest.

The other party was wearing a dark tattered Taoist robe and was walking through the mountains and forests with a wooden stick.

"Taoist, please stay!"

Xu Changqing flew forward and stopped the old man, but was taken aback.

This Taoist's hair is half black and half white, with protruding cheeks, sparse teeth, and some subtle incongruities in his facial features, such as eyes and nose, as if someone put them on at will, which is indescribably weird.

However, he was only surprised in his heart, and saluted respectfully on the surface: "Xu Changqing, I have met Zhenxiu!"

"Oldness is not a real cultivator...just a seeker living in the deep mountains." The old Taoist said, his voice hoarse and slow, like a dilapidated bellows: "Why did you come to find me?"

"Seeking Immortals! I want to learn how to cultivate Immortals!"

Xu Changqing looked determined.

Don't practice immortality? How to recover the blood debt of Xiaozhai Village?

"Immortal?" The old Taoist smiled lowly: "In your opinion, what is an immortal?"

"This..." Xu Changqing couldn't answer, followed Su Lu's suggestion, and asked back: "I also ask the old man for advice."

"Immortals, Taoism! The so-called seeking immortality is actually seeking Taoism!" The old Taoist said solemnly.

"Then what is 'Tao'?"

"Tao is a thing, but it is trance. In trance, there is image in it; in trance, there is object; in trance, there is essence in it. The essence is so real, and there is faith in it. In ancient times, its name will not be removed, but it will be read by everyone..."

The old Taoist chanted in a long voice: "We are just humble, small and ignorant people...how can we get the shortest way? The only way is to ask for the 'Wai Dan'! I think you have some strength, and you can refine the 'Wai Dan' for the old Taoist. 'Do your best, would you like to help me?'

"willing!"

Xu Changqing said without hesitation.

"Good!" The old Taoist brushed his sparse beard and said with a smile, "on the day when the alchemy is completed, I will share one with you to help you get a shortcut."

...

"Grandpa..."

Following behind the old Taoist, recalling his smile, Xu Changqing felt that the other person's face was a little blurry.

He secretly asked in his heart: "Is this person a real monk?"

"Who told you that he is human?"

Sulu asked back.

"not human?!"

Xu Changqing's hair stood on end, and he felt that there was something terrible hidden under the tattered Taoist robe.

"Lady Xu?"

The old Taoist turned back if he felt something: "What happened?"

"No... nothing."

Xu Changqing reluctantly responded, only to feel that with the darkening sky, the terror in the other party was constantly recovering.

...

The old Taoist lived in a hut in an unnamed barren mountain, and his residence was a thatched hut.

He brought Xu Changqing to the front of the thatched hut, and shouted: "The breeze, the bright moon!"

Two Taoist boys greeted them from the thatched hut, calling them Master.

The two of them had red lips, white teeth, a little cinnabar mole between their eyebrows, and innocent and bright smiles, which made Xu Changqing feel a lot more relaxed.

The old Taoist brought him to an alchemy furnace again, and said: "The old Taoist wants to refine the 'Waidan', but he lacks a few herbs and flint. Let's see how much strength you have..."

"Please don't worry, Taoist priest, I will arrange all the firewood and charcoal fire that I need."

Xu Changqing patted his chest and promised.

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