Chapter 31: Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain

Chapter 31: Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain

The autumn wind was bleak, and Xu Yong, who was only 30 years old, was admiring the moon in the pavilion.

He had grown a beard, and had a rather elegant temperament.

He worked hard day and night to build a foundation.

Now his eldest son was more than ten years old, and he was trained quite well.

He remembered his brother's teachings, and he would not stand out if he could, and he would be a "loyal minister" if he could be a "loyal minister".

In the future, when the sky collapsed, there would be an opportunity to turn into a dragon.

As for the descendants, he would naturally have more and more children, and he already had seven sons.

He did not want to lose his foundation because of the death of the heir.

Just when he had some free time, his subordinates came to report their work again.

"General, Zhang Xianzhong's troops have set out from Xiangyang, and a group of troops seem to be coming towards us."

"Order the whole army to kill the enemy and seize the city!"

Xu Yong can now stand alone, and he does not need to report such trivial matters to his brother.

In the past, his brother went out in person because the power of his subordinates had not grown yet, but now he does not need to do it in person.

Xu Yong rode out and rode to the army camp outside the city.

At this time, his men came to report.

"Report! A group of Taoist priests were found in Yiyang. They said they received a letter from Li Dajiu."

"Who are they? Have they brought them?" Xu Yong asked.

In recent years, the power of the Baidi Sect has expanded rapidly, spreading across the country. Some people are collecting intelligence for Xu Yong or looking for immortal secrets.

"The other party is a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain, currently waiting at the inn."

"Take me there!"

Xu Yong turned and ran towards the inn.

Outside the inn, a white-haired old Taoist priest led three Taoist children, and next to them was their carriage. The canopy had a Taoist Tai Chi pattern. Judging from the indentation on the axle, there were a lot of things on the carriage.

The old Taoist priest was not a white-haired young man, with wrinkles all over his face and cloudy eyes, but his waist was as straight as a pine tree.

This was Zhang Duxiao, the old Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain, and next to him was a direct disciple from Longhu Mountain.

The disciples were puzzled and asked, "Old Heavenly Master, do you really believe the rumors of fools? Are there really gods in Yuelu Mountain?"

The disciples still didn't dare to believe it.

Yuelu Mountain is not a top-ranked paradise in the world. Even if there are gods, it is not their turn.

"I believe it. Li Jianxing and I have known each other for many years. This person can't lie."

Since the old Heavenly Master was so sure, they didn't say anything.

One of the disciples was Zhang Ruoyang, the grandson of Zhang Duxiao. He spoke boldly and said, "Even if it is true, you shouldn't come here in person."

"You don't understand. In the Dharma Ending Age, everyone thinks we are liars. Even those in the Taoist sect have mostly turned to cultivating their minds and understanding. If someone can take our last hope and go on, we can ignore the sectarian prejudice."

This is their attitude, and it is also the attitude of all Taoists in this world.

Li Jianxing is like this, and so is Zhang Duxiao.

Zhang Duxiao is very curious about what power can transform Yunlu Temple into Baidi Sect, absorb the foreign church based on Taoism, and convince the foreigners.

You have to know that this is to make the foreigners lower themselves, which means that Western gods will enter the Eastern system from now on.

Educating the barbarians has always been their biggest dream, and Zhang Duxiao also wants to see this aspect.

Soon, Xu Yong and his men came on horseback.

"Xu Yong, the general of Huguang, welcomes you all!"

"Zhang Duxiao, the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, pays homage to the general."

The general of a province greeted them, and everyone was flattered.

If a sect wants to survive, it can only rely on connections without strength, and dealing with the government is inevitable. Sometimes Zhang Duxiao has to go down the mountain to preach and perform for dignitaries.

In this chaotic world, those who control the army are undoubtedly the nobles among the nobles.

At this time, even a few disciples dared not say anything.

The group came to Xu's house.

When everyone learned that Xu Yong was the younger brother of the Taoist priest, they were even more surprised.

Zhang Duxiao thought of a person-Zhang Lu, the Heavenly Master who combined politics and religion.

Everyone stayed in the house for one night.

The next day, early in the morning.

The Taoists got on the carriage and set off.

Go to the foot of Yuelu Mountain.

Xu Yong's people had sent a message to go up the mountain in advance, and there were people waiting at the foot of the mountain.

"Please, Taoist priests!"

The carriage stopped at the foot of the mountain, and everyone walked up the mountain.

The mountain road was neatly built and paved with neat bluestone slabs.

Jade towers and golden pavilions, gurgling water.

This was the original building of Yunlu Temple. Later, some were added. Originally, they wanted to expand it, but Xu Xuan felt that it was too wasteful of manpower and material resources, so he stopped the project. Even so, the accumulation of hundreds of years in Yuelu Mountain is enough to compare with Longhu Mountain in Jiangxi.

Occasionally, disciples can be seen practicing martial arts on the road.

Sweating like rain, and blood like rainbow.

What's more, lifting a stone lock of four or five hundred kilograms is as light as a toy.

Li Jianxing was practicing martial arts in the square. The sword flowers swirled up and down, his posture was agile, and his breath was long.

Qi and blood medicine, combined with the unique breathing method of the mirror world, greatly enhanced his physical fitness.

The Taoist boy wanted to remind him, but Zhang Duxiao stopped him, and everyone watched quietly.

Zhang Ruoyang was surprised and said, "Are these Taoist guardians? There are so many Taoist guardians in Yuelu Mountain?"

Li Jianxing glanced at the crowd, so he stopped practicing and came to greet them.

"Old senior, you are here... Why didn't you remind me, kid?" The latter sentence was said to the Taoist boy.

"This is what I asked, Taoist friend, don't blame me. Taoist friend, are these Taoist guardians? Why are there so many?"

Li Jianxing was stunned when he heard this word, then he understood and said, "We have mastered the method of refining the precious pill."

The guardian must be powerful.

There are also similar elixirs in Longhu Mountain, which can enhance people's Qi and blood, giving them supernormal strength.

However, this kind of elixir has been lost for a long time, and only a little bit passed down from the ancestors is left. Only two Dharma Protectors in each generation can take the dragon and tiger elixir and serve as personal protectors around the heavenly master.

Zhang Duxiao didn't bring him here this time because he had already abdicated.

"I see, where is Master Xu Tian? The old Taoist would like to pay a visit."

If the guess is correct, the secret method should also be passed down by Xu Xuan.

Zhang Duxiao became more and more curious.

"This way please..." Li Jianxing took them to the bottom of the tallest Wangxiang Tower.

Zhang Duxiao asked the disciples to wait and went upstairs alone.

The building is nine stories high and looks like a tower.

Zhang Duxiao went upstairs. There was no roof, only an open-air platform, and a pavilion on the right to protect him from wind and rain.

The white-robed Taoist priest was meditating on the roof of the building, and the golden sunlight was shining on this man.

Sensing Zhang Duxiao's approach, Xu Xuan opened his eyes and the two looked at each other.

At this moment, Zhang Duxiao understood that the person in front of him must be an expert.

Although he has not officially entered cultivation, as a millennium sect, there are also secrets passed down orally by the seniors.

There is a Buddhist saying: Buddha has thirty-two characteristics, and having these characteristics is a Buddha.

Taoism also has similar physiognomy. The facial expression, teeth, bones, skin, and the Qi in the air can all reveal the extraordinaryness of a person.

Zhang Duxiao saw Qing Jingxiang for the first time.

"Meet the true immortal!"

"Old Taoist Master, please take a seat." Xu Xuan gestured.

Longhushan, a long-established sect, still has a good foundation.

"If the old Taoist master is fine, he can live in the mountain for two or three months."

This person should have a deep understanding of the avenue and heaven and earth, and can just communicate with them.

"Then I'm not welcome."

The two chatted for a while, and Xu Xuan asked: "As far as I know, spiritual energy was completely cut off during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. Are the magical miracles claimed by the alchemist religion later false?"

"Most of them are false, but some are true. At that time, the magic weapon in the hands of the ancestors could release spells, but later the magic weapon became invalid. As for the skills, the ancestors recorded a special method of becoming an immortal that was popular in the Qin and Han Dynasties. This method is still used today. It also failed."

"What method?"

"Autopsy!"