Without thought or concern, a little bit of vitality sprouts out, and there is both the tranquility of all silence and the vividness of all things. The soul is united here, the true spirit is empty and bright, and the underworld merges with creation, just like a baby being born.
Opening your eyes for the first time and seeing the outside world, the breeze blows through the lotus pond, the water ripples, and the fragrance penetrates the bones, making people involuntarily intoxicated physically and mentally.
However, Zhao Shu became sober because of this. As he breathed softly, he found himself in a lotus pond. The leaves around him were curled up, and several plump white lotuses were blooming. The subtle medicinal power soaked Zhao Shu's body and enriched his veins.
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"Are you awake? Does your body still hurt?" At this time, a bird with a yellow belly and black wings landed among the leaves of the lotus pond. It spoke human words, had a clear cry and a friendly tone, like a messenger boy.
"You are..." Zhao Shu could see that this lotus pond was full of fresh air and had the power to heal wounds. It looked like a layout that could only be found in the immortal family's blessed land. And this messenger bird spoke human words.
, it should also be a spiritual bird raised by an expert from the Xian family.
"My name is Yu Zhang, Fei Yuzhi, Article Zhang." The messenger bird kept saying: "The master said that in ancient times, birds were the messengers of the Immortal Family to deliver messages to mortals. Those who follow the Immortal Family all the year round
The birds are also infected with a bit of fairy spirit, and their feathers become extraordinarily gorgeous. They may even appear as seals with phoenix seals and bird seals. They can travel freely between the cave and the earth, and even take over the immortal family to guide the descendants of the mortal family to ascend. The master of the real person
Giving me this name reflects this expectation!"
The messenger bird said a lot in one breath. If Zhao Shu hadn't been sharp, he probably wouldn't have been able to understand it immediately. He also instinctively wanted to ask Lingxiao for confirmation.
But as his thoughts came together, Zhao Shu woke up. Lingxiao had already gone to Zhenyuan Jade Mansion, but he was blocked by Jing Zhen's sword light and fell into the dust. But at the last moment, someone seemed to save him.
"Where is this place?" Zhao Shu asked quickly.
Yuzhang replied: "This is the Eternal Lotus Pond on the Xuanzhao Peak of Tiancheng Mountain."
"Tiancheng Mountain? This is Tiancheng Mountain?" Zhao Shu's face changed slightly, and he immediately understood who had rescued him.
"I asked you to pass the message, but it turned out to be a lot of chatter." A breeze blew through the lotus pond, and the flowers and leaves swayed. Although Han Yuanzi was nowhere to be seen, his voice came along with the wind: "Xiao Yuzhang, I
I'm going to punish you by not being allowed to fall down or speak for half a month."
Yuzhang flapped his wings and flew up. Just as he was begging for mercy, he chirped a few times and then immediately fell silent, as if his throat had been blocked and he could no longer scream.
"There are clothes on the shore. After you change, come with Yuzhang." Han Yuanzi said through the message.
Zhao Shu did not hesitate and got up from the lotus pond and came ashore. He found that not only had his injuries healed, but he had also made great progress in refining his body. He had unknowingly developed a semi-immortal body, and his skin and bones had a golden and jade luster. But originally
The elusive profound root of life seems to have become graspable, and there are vague signs of becoming a fetal immortal!
With confusion, Zhao Shu changed into a plain cloth and straw sandals, and followed the messenger bird to a farmhouse in the mountains. A simple fence surrounded the garden. What was planted was either Ganoderma lucidum or ordinary rice, but it had very few ears.
Plenty, full of grains.
He saw Han Yuanzi, who was wearing linen robes and leather shoes, squatting in the garden to look at it. He turned to look at Zhao Shu and signaled: "You go in and sit in the room first. Xiao Yuzhang stays elsewhere by himself and reflects on it."
Yuzhang was a little depressed, so he had to fly away obediently. Seeing this, Zhao Shu took a few glances at the garden, then walked around the fence and entered the farmhouse. The furnishings inside were the same as those of an ordinary farmhouse, only more plain and clean.
Han Yuanzi was playing around in the garden for a while, then cut a handful of rice ears and brought them into the house. When he saw Zhao Shu standing still, he smiled and said, "What? You can't sit down on the couch without heavy lining?"
Zhao Shu was not a child of a noble family. He was not used to it all of a sudden because the person in front of him was the head of the Shangjing Sect. He had a level of cultivation that reached the level of immortality and was considered one of the pinnacles of Kunlun. His words and deeds were inevitably a little reserved.
Han Yuanzi, on the other hand, pulled up a wooden pier and sat down on his own. He looked like a country farmer. Out of caution, Zhao Shu still asked, "Isn't the senior Han Yuanzi, the head of Shangjing Sect?"
"I'm right." Han Yuanzi nodded and said with a smile: "I know you have a lot of doubts in your heart, so think about it slowly and ask questions slowly. Anyway, you and I have already expected this meeting, but the reason is a little brief.
There are variables.”
Zhao Shu thought for a while, then found a wooden pillar in the house and sat down, and asked: "Did senior save me in Dunjia Mountain before?"
"Exactly." Han Yuanzi counted the grains of rice in his hand and said at the same time: "During the days when you were preparing to open the door to the cave in Dunjia Mountain, the Rising Sun Sect was revolting in various places, and the Four Immortals led the disciples to assist the imperial officers and soldiers in quelling it.
Chaos.
Originally, everything was settled and there was no need for me to interfere. But something unexpected happened midway. Emperor Ruiding, the late Emperor of Tianxia who was said to have been resurrected from the dead, suddenly appeared. Xia Huanggong was defeated in a duel with him and was seriously injured.
, I can only return to Tiancheng Mountain to retreat to recuperate."
"Emperor Rui Ding?" Zhao Shu thought of the noble man who appeared before: "Could it be that the person who wants to break into the cave gate is Emperor Rui Ding?"
"That's him." Han Yuanzi caressed Suihe and threshed the rice: "I suspect that he is not Emperor Ruiding himself at all, but an alien who has taken away his body. This man is very capable, and the methods he uses are not Xuanmen.
method.
Shangjing Zong was unable to stop him for a while, so he asked the Ruiding Emperor to reconvene the remaining members of the Rising Sun Sect and attack the city. Seeing that the situation had changed, I had no choice but to take action myself. He Qingchen was responsible for mobilizing troops and generals, which was able to contain an uprising.
.”
"Could it be that Emperor Ruiding sensed the entrance to the cave and came to Dunjia Mountain?" Zhao Shu asked.
While picking up the rice, Han Yuanzi scratched his head in embarrassment: "I missed the calculation this time. Originally, I was fighting with Emperor Ruiding and had already forced him into a desperate situation. In the end, he resorted to Li Daitao's method and fled the battlefield directly.
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I suspect that the extraterrestrial alien in Ruiding Emperor's skin has long been a good time... Oh, you can probably guess that he is closely related to the Thousand Ji Spirit Moment. He uses this object to sense the changes in the Dunjia Mountain area and attack the cave at the last moment.
Portal."
Zhao Shu sighed: "I placed a prohibitive seal on Qianji Lingju in advance, but it still didn't work."
"Today's Ruiding Emperor is not an easy person to deal with. It's not surprising that you made a miscalculation." Han Yuanzi spread his hands and said: "In other words, that extraterrestrial object took more than a hundred years to lay out. It can take him
It’s not easy to be forced to take such risks.”
Zhao Shu thought for a long time, with a solemn expression: "But..."
Han Yuanzi took all the rice in his hands and rubbed it, then gently blew away the rice husks and said with a smile: "But all of this is blocked by that mysterious cave, isn't it?"
Zhao Shu asked: "Senior is an expert from the Xian family, so he must know what is going on."
"I don't dare to boast in front of you." Han Yuanzi said with a smile: "I only saw a sword light coming out of the cave sky, which was clearly to block all intruders. What is the reason for such a cave sky fairyland?
Are you willing to come all the way to find out for yourself?"
Zhao Mo lowered his head and said nothing. Han Yuanzi patted his thigh and stood up and said, "Well, it's normal for everyone to have secrets that they don't want to talk about."
Han Yuanzi grabbed a handful of rice that had just been shelled, turned around and went to the stove in the house, threw the rice into the cauldron, added two ladles of water, and lit the fire to cook.
Zhao Shu looked at this master of the time, who was very skilled in cooking, and there was no trace of the immortal atmosphere in his body. He was completely different from Liang Tao, and also different from Hong Xueke, who seemed vulgar in speech but actually had a crazy temperament.
After a while, a pot of thick porridge was boiled in the cauldron, and the rice was poured into a pottery bowl. He handed it to Zhao Shu and said, "Try the taste."
Zhao Shu took the pottery bowl and was slightly startled. Han Yuanzi also took a bowl himself. Seeing him like this, he smiled and said: "I don't treat others to eat or drink easily. Although it is not delicacies from mountains and seas, dragon liver and phoenix marrow, and there is no dance music to entertain, the whole house is full of guests.
, but you can at least give me some face."
After hearing this, Zhao Shu had no choice but to lower his head and drink the porridge. He was not afraid of the heat and poured half of the bowl into his mouth.
"How's it going?" Han Yuanzi also took a few sips.
"After cooking, the rice grains are still plump, the soup is thick, and it tastes sweet after being eaten." Zhao Miao answered seriously.
Han Yuanzi shook the pottery bowl and said, "You don't sound like you are drinking porridge, but like you are appraising fine wine."
"Am I wrong?" Zhao Shu didn't understand the other party's true intention.
Han Yuanzi could only say: "This is just a bowl of porridge. Rather than the color, aroma and taste, the key is whether it can satisfy your hunger."
"I have been able to live without food and breath," Zhao Shu said.
Han Yuanzi nodded repeatedly: "Yes, you can, but ordinary people at the foot of the mountain can't."
Only then did Zhao Shu react: "Senior, did you choose to plant Jiahe in the hope of relieving the people's suffering from hunger?"
"A little attempt is better than nothing." Han Yuanzi said: "I opened this small garden on the mountain just to take advantage of the fresh air of Tiancheng Mountain to nourish the rice ears and grains. In the future, I will plant seedlings all over the mountain, maybe
We can also get more food."
"Tiancheng Mountain is a blessed land of immortals, unparalleled in this world." Zhao Shu said.
"Of course." Han Yuanzi finished the porridge and put down the pottery bowl and said, "Moreover, the fatness of the land, the amount of water, and the cultivation and fertilization are all related to the harvest results. As for the weather, it depends on God's will."
Zhao Shu looked down at the pottery bowl and asked, "Senior seems to be quite familiar with farming?"
"Of course." Han Yuanzi said very proudly: "I was also a farmer who pulled the rake and helped the plow."
Zhao Shui was slightly surprised. He had seen people who were from high-ranking families and were arrogant and proud, and he had also seen people who flaunted their status by their sect's inheritance, but this was the first time he saw someone regard being born as a farmer as an honor.
"When you look at me like this, do you think I'm unreasonable?" Han Yuanzi asked.
"Senior's words and deeds are unpredictable." Zhao Shu said.
Han Yuanzi stared at Zhao Mi for a long time, his eyes were not sharp, but plain and sincere.
"Farming people in the world plow the land into acres, channel rivers for irrigation, identify the grass and crops, and protect life by soaking in the wind and rain. Compared with these thousands of years of work, the magic power of the immortal family may not be profound." Han Yuan
Ziyu's words are serious and sincere.
Zhao Shu was speechless for a moment. When he heard these words, he was not shocked, but completely at a loss. Han Yuanzi's words were far beyond his previous experience.
For Zhao Shu, he knew very well that farmers worked hard and was willing to do whatever he could to help.
But looking back now, Zhao Shui probably had some hidden thoughts in his heart. He regarded his actions of rescuing the people as saving all sentient beings, which was a condescending attitude, but he had never noticed it in the past.
This kind of wishful thinking and self-righteousness may have prompted Zhao Shu to blindly act in order to achieve something, which ultimately harmed others, himself, and the general public.
"Is this the reason why our seniors let Shangjing Sect become involved in the world on a large scale?" Zhao Shu asked: "I hope that my disciples will walk in the world of mortals and understand firsthand the difficulties of people's livelihood."
"No." Han Yuanzi replied: "As the head of Shangjing Sect, I don't agree with the members of the sect being involved in the world on such a large scale. I just didn't stop it because I didn't know what the right thing to do was. As for understanding the common people.
It’s hard to make a living, wouldn’t it be difficult for a group of Immortal disciples who haven’t cultivated much to do this kind of thing?”
Zhao Shu opened his mouth slightly. Among the Shangjing sect members he knew, their concern for the worldly world far surpassed that of the Guanshi monks of Huaxu Kingdom. In comparison, the descendants of Xue Yin from Chongxuan Guanxian lineage were
, simply hopelessly rotten.
And such disciples, in Han Yuanzi's words, are "not very human", with no concealed derogatory meaning.
"Those who cultivate immortality must, after all, give up their worldly attachments..."
Before Zhao Mian finished speaking, Han Yuanzi said: "I don't know when the trend arose. It seems that the immortal family must stay away from the secular world, not to have any secular thoughts, and reduce the secular world to nothing, as if it is not worth anything."
If you do this, you will not be able to demonstrate the transcendent realm of the immortal family. Forcing oneself to abandon the secular world may not be the right path."
"The turbulence of the worldly world is not conducive to the cultivation of truth. This is the consensus of the world." Zhao Shu said.
"Oh, now you are breaking the consensus of the world again? Now don't you mention the idea of giving up the secular world?" Han Yuanzi said with a smile: "I would like to ask, what do you mean by the secular world? Are those so-called secular things?
Ordinary people?"
Zhao Shu couldn't answer again. If it was Lingxiao, he might have an answer at this moment, but now he is the only one left.
"In my opinion, even if you jump outside Liuhe, there are still all kinds of life and death struggles, and there are still all kinds of power schemes, but it is just another human being wearing the name of an immortal." Han Yuanzi said: "This is the case.
Come on, no matter where you are, you will actually have to face all kinds of worldly influences."
Zhao Shu couldn't help but ask: "If there is still no peace after ascending to transcendence, then where is the tranquility and inaction that Xuanmen immortality seeks?"
"As far as I can see, everything in the world is inherently unstable, with constant birth and death. Blindly seeking tranquility, tranquility and detachment is also a biased delusion." Han Yuanzi said:
“If you don’t have tranquility, you can’t stop the turmoil. If your mind is turbulent and restless, you can’t see the true face of everything, and you will naturally not be able to deal with things in the right way.
But if it is not vivid, it will not last long. If it is stubborn and static, the true spirit will be trapped in silence, and it is better to die than to survive. What's more, in the face of sudden and drastic changes, it is difficult to have the opportunity to adapt and advance or retreat.
If you ask me where tranquility and inaction are, I can't tell you. You can't ask about this kind of thing, and my understanding may not be able to enlighten you. You can only slowly cultivate it on your own."