"This story is recorded in the Biography of Immortals written by Ge Hong." Xiu Niang said.
"Guangchengzi, an ancient immortal, lived in a stone chamber on Kongtong Mountain. The Yellow Emperor heard about it and built it."
The ancient immortal Guangchengzi lived in seclusion in the Immortal Cave of Kongtong Mountain to cultivate immortality. He occasionally talked about immortality with his friend Chisongzi and played chess for entertainment, so he felt at ease.
After Emperor Xuanyuan of the Xiong family came to Bashu to marry Yuan Fei Lei Zu, he heard the legend of the immortals in Shu, so he came to Kongtong Mountain to seek immortals and seek the Tao, and asked about the "spiritual spirit of the Tao".
But Guangchengzi directly rejected the emperor and said: "An emperor who governs the world wants to rain before the clouds accumulate, and the grass and trees want to fall before they turn yellow. Where have you been feeding me at this age? What can I say to you?"
The ultimate way?"
So the emperor retired home, ignored political affairs, and stayed idle for three months. Then he went to visit the immortal again and said: "I have not asked about the government of the world for three months and have governed by doing nothing. Now I just want to ask one thing. What is it?"
Is it a 'way to heal the body'?"
This time Guangchengzi nodded and taught the "Nature Classic" to Emperor Xuanyuan.
Wu Qiudao frowned after hearing the introduction. This story about "The Yellow Emperor asked Guangchengzi" is very unhealthy!
For a long time, the emperor ignored political affairs. Is it a positive propaganda to seek immortality? This story is to promote a kind of negative thought of "governing one's body is the first, and governing the country is the last"! It seems to be saying, in order to become an immortal,
Tao, even if the world is in chaos, I will not hesitate.
No wonder the later emperors always asked ghosts and gods instead of ordinary people. Their emotions were fundamentally distorted. They were just following the same example!
Later, this "Natural Classic" was passed from Guangchengzi to Emperor Xuanyuan, and the Emperor passed it to Leizu, who in turn passed it back to the Xiling clan.
After Leizu's death, the Xiling clan built the Temple of Our Lady of Xiancan in memory of her, and also burned scriptures from the "Natural Sutra" on the murals, so that any tribesman who came to worship could directly learn these scriptures.
Not long ago, it was the current Silkworm Saint Xiu Niang who taught the scriptures on these murals to Wu Qiudao, a descendant of Yan Yi, and helped him survive the three-corpse disaster.
"The essence of the supreme way is dim and silent. The extreme of the supreme path is dim and silent..."
The embroiderer taught this section before, skipped it, and also taught it here. Wu Qiudao skipped the first half that he had already learned, and seized the opportunity to secretly memorize the second half of the verse. It was like a mouse falling into a rice vat.
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"Be cautious of being inward and closed to the outside. Knowing too much will lead to failure. I keep one of them in order to keep them in harmony. Therefore, for one thousand two hundred years, the form has not deteriorated."
Wu Qiudao became more and more focused, blocking out information from the outside world. The temperature on his forehead soared. He didn't know when. In his eyes, the lines of the murals on the Notre Dame Temple seemed to be constantly twisting, as if they had come alive.
"Those who gain my way will become emperors above and become kings below. Those who lose my way will see the light above and become earth below. Today, all the prosperity is born in the earth and turns back to the earth."
Wu Qiudao felt that his brain was buzzing. The ancient Guang Chengzi on the mural turned his head to him and began to recite scriptures. He unconsciously followed along and the mouth shapes of the two gradually aligned, and their voices
Also keep getting along.
"I will leave you, enter the gate of infinity, and swim in the endless wilderness. I will join the light of the sun and the moon, and I will be the same as the heaven and the earth. Everyone will die, but I will remain alone."
Those small wooden carvings began to dance around him. Horned dragons, running tigers, cowbirds, flat chilies, white deer, cunning rabbits, and bear bears danced in circles. Everyone on the murals recited ""
"Natural Classic", as if the whole world was singing with him.
"The Yellow Emperor reigned over ten thousand princes, and seven thousand gods lived there... The Yellow Emperor fought and learned from immortals. He cut off those who did not follow the way of the people and killed those who were not ghosts and gods. After he was over a hundred years old, he gained supernatural powers."
Unknowingly, Wu Qiudao came to the "Yellow Emperor Riding a Dragon Ascending to Heaven" painting. Emperor Xuanyuan on the mural also turned around. He was crowned with a yellow crown, his skinny body was hidden under a yellow dress, and he was riding a yellow dragon. On the back, clothes are flying.
"The Yellow Emperor collected copper from Shou Mountain and cast a tripod at the foot of Jingshan Mountain. Once the tripod was completed, there was a dragon hanging down from his beard to greet the Yellow Emperor. The Yellow Emperor rode on the dragon, and more than seventy people from the harem were accompanied by his ministers."
Many subjects grabbed the dragon's beard and wanted to ascend to heaven together, but the dragon's beard was pulled out and the imperial bow fell. They could only look up at the more than 70 harem officials who had climbed up on the yellow dragon unwillingly and cursed bitterly.
"The rest of the ministers were not allowed to go up, but they all held the dragon's beard. The dragon's beard was pulled out and fell into the emperor's bow. The people looked up. When the emperor came up, he held his bow and the dragon's beard and called him. Therefore, later generations called the place Ding Lake, and his bow It’s called Wu Hao.”
Emperor Xuanyuan, who is riding a dragon, has four strange faces, as if he is watching the changes in the world at any time. Each of his faces is shimmering. The ancient eyebrows on the front that look like dragons are frightening, and the other All three faces were covered with pale, soft strange masks.
The emperor held the remaining mask in his left hand, stretched out his right hand and smiled at Wu Qiudao: "Want to come together?"
The ministers sitting on Huanglong's back all had the same smile on their faces and said together: "Want to come together?"
Wu Qiudao felt in a trance that he was drifting into the mural. The world outside the mural became increasingly blurry in his eyes, and all he could see was the Ding Lake, the yellow dragon, and the legendary ancient man. The Emperor in Yellow.
For a moment, he seemed to think that the yellow dragon in the painting was Emperor Xuanyuan himself, and those dragon beards were the random beards hanging down from Emperor Xuanyuan's face. Many dragon beards spread out from under the mask and fluttered randomly in the air.
In his ears, children's singing became louder and louder. A long dragon's beard stretched out from the mural, entangled Wu Qiudao, and wanted to take him to the sky with him.
"However, this "Natural Sutra" is too broad and profound. Historically, many tribesmen have ignored the lessons learned from the past and devoted themselves to cultivation and bravery. As a result, Taoism broke out. One moment, people were kneeling on the futon in the Notre Dame Temple, and the next moment, they were bleeding to death from all their orifices. ." The embroiderer is still explaining.
"So I didn't finish reading the whole scripture that day because I was afraid of something unexpected. Please forgive me." The embroiderer's voice came from afar, awakening the confused Wu Qiu and said, "My benefactor, why did you fall to the ground? ?”
Wu Qiudao stood up and explained that he hadn't eaten for a long time and might be suffering from low blood sugar.
"Ah ah ah! My benefactor, your eyes and nostrils are bleeding!" the embroiderer screamed.
"Really?" Wu Qiudao wiped it casually, smearing the blood on his face everywhere, "It's okay, maybe it hurt from the fall just now? We've almost visited the Silkworm Mother Temple now, right? How about we do it now? Just leave?”
"Hypoglycemia?" Xiu Niang turned her four spider eyes together and looked at him worriedly, "My dear friend, are you really okay?"
"It's okay, it's okay!" Wu Qiudao waved his hand.
Something happened! Something big happened! Why didn't you tell me in advance that the "Natural Sutra" was so risky? I was almost taken away by the animated portrait just now! Oh, it wasn't almost, I had already died and been reborn again. !
What? They were about to explain, but what happened to me when I secretly learned from it? That’s okay, let’s run away! I don’t want to stay in this weird Xiling Crypt for a second anymore!
Normal people really don’t want to learn a single word of any magic secrets or ancient books on immortal magic!
It was as if he could still hear that weird nursery rhyme swirling in his ears.
“Clothed in yellow and crowned with a yellow crown, the king in yellow is like a god.
After three thousand years of eating clouds and refining stones, once the Yellow Dragon descends from the sky.
The river produces pictures, Luo produces books, and the lake in Dingjing Mountain is shallow.
The ministers climbed up and fell from the dragon's beard, and all the surnames cried out and fell from their bows and swords."