"The Immortal Immortal's Mansion, the Taoist Mansion that has the same longevity as Heaven."
Outside a simple Taoist temple in Hezhou, Xiniu, Wu Ming turned into golden light and fell from the sky.
Looking up, I saw this full-of-style couplet. Although I haven’t seen Zhenyuan Immortal yet, but to hang such a heroic couplet outside the door, I can imagine what the methods of this ancestor of the Earth Immortal are like.
unbelievable.
"Senior Brother, if your life is good, this is your place of nirvana. If your life is not good, then Junior Brother has no choice but to leave everything to fate." Wu Ming carried Senior Brother like a dead dog.
Go to the door of the Taoist temple and start knocking on the door.
Bang bang bang...
There was a knock on the door, and after about seven or eight minutes, the door of the Taoist temple opened from the inside, and a Taoist boy poked his head out.
This Taoist boy looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old. He was wearing a milky white Taoist robe, a bun, and a very cute little red face.
"Who are you looking for?" The little Taoist boy didn't go out, he just poked his head and asked.
Wu Ming had a smile on his face, and he could see that the little Taoist boy was a little afraid of strangers, so he said softly: "Little Taoist priest, are you Qingfeng or Mingyue, is your master here?"
"I am Qingfeng, do you know me?" The little Taoist boy was even more surprised. He looked Wu Ming up and down for a while, and then continued: "My master went to the Randen Ancient Temple to lecture on Buddhist sutras and Taoism in the past. It is estimated that there will be more
Time will come back. By the way, before the master left, he told me that someone would bring a monkey to entertain me. Was that person you?"
"Bring a monkey?" Wu Ming subconsciously looked at the senior brother who was being held in his hand, and asked: "When did your master leave?"
"We've been gone for sixteen or seventeen days, why are you asking this?" Wu Ming was shocked by Qingfeng's answer.
Sixteen or seventeen days ago, they were practicing in the Flower and Fruit Mountain, and they didn't even recognize the black bear spirit.
Could it be said that at this time, Zhenyuan Immortal, even if he becomes the senior brother, will walk out of Huaguo Mountain and encounter disaster?
Thinking of this possibility, Wu Ming had an intuitive impression of the unmasked Immortal Zhenyuan. This Immortal Zhenyuan is not only powerful, but also proficient in calculation and deduction. Even what happens in the future is under his control.
He is indeed a famous and powerful person.
"Little Taoist Master Qingfeng, I am the person your master mentioned. Does he have anything to say to me?" When Wu Ming asked, Qingfeng was in trouble.
Qingfeng pulled her sleeves in distress, tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said with some uncertainty: "It seems there is, but I can't remember clearly..."
"I can't remember!" Wu Ming felt like he was being cheated. How could they not remember such an important thing? Did he need to use Legilimency?
As soon as this idea appeared, Wu Ming forced himself to forget it.
After all, Qingfeng is a disciple of Zhenyuan Immortal. Although he is still young and only works as a Taoist boy in the audience, doing some chores within his ability, his identity is still a disciple of Wuzhuang Temple.
It would be weird if Immortal Zhenyuan knew that someone was probing his disciple's memory, and he wouldn't be furious. You know, Wu Ming came here to ask for help, not to kick the gym, and he couldn't do anything to offend others.
"It's all my fault. I have forgotten what the master told me. He will definitely punish me when he comes back." Wu Ming didn't want to scare her. Qingfeng was about to cry. She kept wiping her tears with her sleeves and sobbed:
"How about you come in first, I'll pour you a cup of tea, and I'll tell you when I remember."
Wu Ming nodded lightly, this was not a solution.
Qingfeng led the way, and Wu Ming followed behind, walking towards the main hall of the Taoist temple.
Wuzhuang Temple is built on the mountain, with Wanshou Mountain as its back, and the main hall is located halfway up the mountain.
Entering the main hall of the Taoist temple, an incense burner, a futon, and a stone tablet with the words "Heaven and Earth" appeared in Wu Ming's eyes.
The furnishings here are very simple, without so many bells and whistles. The most conspicuous thing is the stone tablet with the words "Earth and Heaven".
Zhenyuan Great Immortal is known as Tongjun Tian. Although he is from the Taoist lineage, he has a great seniority.
I remember that in Journey to the West, Sun Wukong once asked the Taoist boy why this Taoist temple did not worship the Three Pure Ones.
At that time, the Taoist boy replied that Sanqing was the family master's friend, Sifang Emperor was the family master's old friend, Jiuyao Xingjun was the family master's junior, Yuan Chen was the family master's guest, and no one except Heaven and Earth was affected by it.
our incense.
Now, looking at the stone tablet with the words "Heaven and Earth" where Zhenyuan Great Immortal worshiped it, Wu Ming followed the local customs and walked up to it and bowed three times.
During the worship ceremony, he was still thinking wildly that the level of Zhenyuan Immortal was almost the same as that of Sanqing's substitute and the successor of the saint.
Like him, I stood in front of the two-character monument of heaven and earth and bowed, and my style was much higher.
"I don't know who wrote the two words "Heaven and Earth". It's so well written that it makes people fascinated when I look at it!" Wu Ming would look at the stone tablet every time he worshipped. After worshiping three times, he didn't know.
Is it an illusion? I always feel like the world is alive.
"Alive?" Wu Ming shook his head vigorously and looked up at the stone tablet again.
On top of the stone tablet, the two characters "Heaven and Earth" are wandering, rising and falling again and again, as if they are chasing each other.
Wu Ming was so entranced by the mystery that he couldn't even notice Qingfeng running over and shaking his body.
In a daze, he seemed to feel that the world had changed. This was no longer the Wuzhuang Temple, nor the Longevity Mountain in Hezhou, Xiniu, but back to the time when the world first opened.
When the heaven and earth first opened, there was a vast mist, and there was a crack in the sky that penetrated the entire sky.
The first time he saw the crack, Wu Ming knew subconsciously that it was the slash mark made by Pangu when he opened the sky. The Taoist charm left by Pangu's ax lasted for a long time.
This is a very strange feeling. You don’t need to ask why you know it, it seems like you should know it somewhere.
Born to know this, this is the style of the ancient saints. Wu Ming felt that he was in this state.
He quietly admired the sky and the opening of heaven and earth, forgetting the change of time.
I don't know how long it took, but he felt bored and wanted to go somewhere else.
The next second, just as he was about to move, Wu Ming suddenly realized that he couldn't move, as if he had no feet.
"Where are my feet?" Wu Ming quickly looked down and saw the earth.
After just one glance, Wu Ming was stunned, because looking down was thousands of miles away, could it be said that this was the sky?
"Swish, swish, swish..."
I don’t know how long it took, but faint rustling sounds came from Wu Ming’s ears.
Wu Ming searched for the source of the sound, and after a lot of hard work, he found out that the sound was actually a sapling in the valley.
This little sapling is trying hard to get out of the rock, shaking its leaves and making a rustling sound.
And more importantly, Wu Ming felt signs of life and a hazy consciousness in him.
"Hello..." Wu Ming tried to use his mental power to connect with the sapling.
But this method is not easy to use. The sky is too far away from the earth, and the consciousness of the sapling is also very vague.
Maybe it's a thousand years, maybe it's ten thousand years, maybe it's a hundred thousand years.
Time was meaningless, until Wu Ming was exhausted physically and mentally and wanted to give up, when an echo finally came to his ears: "Yuan, Yuan, Yuan..."
The little sapling's consciousness was very confused, and the voice that came from it only had one word, a simple Yuanzi.
Wu Ming was very encouraged by this and continued to try to communicate with the saplings and cultivate their ability to speak.
Slowly, countless years have passed, and the cracks in the sky are slowly fading, and the desolate land has become more alive.
Finally one day, the little sapling gained the ability to speak and began to think for the first time.
"We should have a name, but what is the name? I couldn't figure it out, so I decided that since the first word I said was Yuan, then I would call it Yuan Daxian. Hey, I don't know what Daxian is, forget it.
Just call it that."
On this day, the little sapling got a name, Yuan Daxian.
Wu Ming felt very magical. He knew that when he came here, he should have seen the special situation caused by the words "Heaven and Earth".
At this time, hearing the name of the little sapling, Wu Ming also said: "Then I should also have a name. My body is a red cloud, so my name is Hongyun..."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Wu Ming was stunned.
That sentence was definitely not what he wanted to say. He originally wanted to say that his name was Wu Ming, but the word "Hongyun" came out of his mouth.
Hongyun, Yuan Daxian...
Wu Ming discovered a long time ago that he was a cloud, so he could only see so far when he looked down.
But he never thought that he was actually Hongyun, so the question came, who was this little sapling who called himself Yuan Daxian.
"Great Immortal Yuan, Great Immortal Zhenyuan. Hongyun, Ancestor Hongyun!" Wu Ming stared blankly at the saplings that were already ten thousand tall on the ground, and exclaimed: "I have become a good friend of Zhen Yuanzi, Ancestor Hongyun!