Chapter 1 Taoist Priest Descends from the Mountain
After the beginning of winter, the first snow arrives unexpectedly.
After a night of wind and snow, the last colors of the Qinling Mountains were hidden, the sky and the earth were covered in silver, and Zhongnan Mountain added to the charm of a fairyland.
The mountains are vast and all of the same color.
Wu Huaiyu, dressed in Taoist robes, was saying his final farewell to the old Taoist. At this time, he was still a little unwilling to believe that the old Taoist had left.
After dinner last night, the old Taoist asked Huaiyu to boil water for him and took out a new Taoist robe. After bathing and changing clothes, he went to Wangxian Terrace as usual. Huaiyu cleaned up the house and brought a cup of hot tea to the old Taoist, only to find that he had already emerged.
, sitting there as if sleeping.
Huaiyu followed Lao Tao up the mountain five years ago. When they first met, Lao Tao said that they had been destined for five years and that he would become an immortal in five years. Huaiyu never believed it, just like he didn't believe Lao Tao when he said that he was ninety-nine years old.
, not to mention that the doctor said that Huaiyu only had a few months left.
Yesterday, the old path was still as good as the tiger, and the steep Wangxian Terrace was as smooth as walking on the ground. As a result, he really left on the last day of his one hundred and fourth year.
There are many hermits in Zhongnan Mountain, maybe the old Taoist has become an immortal.
He moved a large vat, which Lao Tao had prepared three days ago by asking him to pour out the water. Lao Tao had already told him to move him into the vat when he emerged, then dug a hole on Wangxian Terrace and sealed it with the vat.
Buried here.
In the ice and snow, the pit was dug by the old Taoist three days ago. At that time, he still felt very puzzled.
Huaiyu carried his sword and brush, while two horses and mules carried their luggage and walked down the mountain through the thick snow without any pulling.
It was still very cold just now when I was wearing a sandwiched robe and a sheepskin vest, but now my whole body felt so hot that I was sweating and oily.
"Tiger, lion, gone."
The man opened his eyes and walked towards him, but he stayed there as if he had seen a ghost. After a long time, he murmured, "Erlang? Is it you? Am I dead? Are we meeting in the underworld? No wonder we keep looking for him."
If I don’t see you, it turns out you’re already dead?”
After a brief tidying up, Huaiyu finally followed Lao Dao's last words and went down the mountain.
Looking behind me, I heard the roar of a tiger from the Immortal Platform.
"You were seriously injured. I gave you simple first aid. You're fine for the time being, but you need to be sent to the hospital immediately. I'll find a signal for you to call an ambulance." Huaiyu saw that the other person was talking nonsense and quickly comforted him.
There are many hermits in Zhongnan Mountain. It is said that there are 100,000 hermits. Although there are not many real hermits like Lao Dao, most of them just live at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain. Many people even come to the mountain for vacation and leisure travel.
There are all dressed up, and it’s not unusual to dress up as a general, but why are these men and horses still bleeding with arrows stuck in them?
It is obviously the cold winter when heavy snow falls, the sky and the earth are covered with snow, and the ground is covered with a thick layer of snow, but now the sun is blazing in the sky, the mountains are covered with green, and it is especially strange that it is very hot.
There was no time in the mountains, but Huaiyu's lost hair slowly grew back. When five years passed, not only did he not die, but he became stronger and stronger.
Huaiyu was stunned on the spot.
Other boxes contained some scriptures and exercises collected by the old Taoist, including the set he compiled himself, and some Taoist robes. The rest also contained some medicines they collected and processed, as well as some grain and vegetable seeds that he had saved.
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Wu Huaiyu was a little confused.
After taking off his monk's robe and sheepskin vest, he took out his mobile phone, but there was still no signal. Just when he was about to go up to a high place to find a signal, the man woke up screaming in pain.
The roar of the tiger seemed to be in condolences to Lao Dao, and also seemed to be seeing off Huaiyu and the others.
This time it was Wu Huaiyu's turn as if he had seen a ghost.
The sky is filled with fog, dogs bark and mules hiss.
The man was seriously injured and covered in blood. After removing the arrows and removing his armor, it was found that there were several penetrating wounds on his body, which seemed to have been caused by swords and guns, and he was seriously injured by a fall.
It's time to go down the mountain.
go down the mountain,
After groping for a while in the fog, suddenly the vision suddenly became clear, but the two dogs kept yelling.
He recalled what Lao Tao said three days ago, and after finishing the meal, he went down the mountain and walked north.
No matter what, it’s time to enter the mortal world again, and you can’t live up to this new life.
"Born on Wuzi day, Wuzi month, Yimao year, and emerged on Guisi day, Bingzi month, Yihai year."
He recovered, but the old man was gone.
Not long ago, he went down the mountain for a general physical examination and was shocked to find that the cancer cells had completely disappeared.
The road down the mountain was well traveled and even the two dogs and the mule were familiar with it, but as they walked, they got lost.
Debridement, stopping bleeding, taking out the wound medicine he learned from the old Taoist, applying medicine, bandaging, then resetting the bone, applying medicine to the fracture, splinting, and also giving some oral medicine for blood circulation, hemostasis, analgesia and anti-inflammatory, he was busy
After finishing this, he was already covered in sweat.
What's going on?
Looking at the old Taoist who was moved into the tank and still maintaining his meditating posture, Huaiyu cried sadly. He had been used to it for five years, having been together day and night.
Even the tens of thousands of square meters of Taiyi Tianchi has disappeared.
Go down the mountain along the road.
This is even more miraculous than molecular targeted therapy. He was judged to have only one or two months to live, but he fully recovered after five years of follow-up treatment.
The old Taoist asked him to go down the mountain. He also felt that he had no reason to stay here. He was so young and had a new life. He should live up to his youth and live a good life again.
After shoveling the snow out of the pit, he picked up Lao Dao and put it into the vat. Lao Dao still maintained his meditating posture. He looked thin but heavy, as if he had made of copper skin and iron bones.
That was the protector of the old Taoist. According to the old Taoist, the first time he came here was more than seventy years ago. When he first came, he encountered a tiger, but the tiger did not attack him. Instead, he stayed not far away and guarded, as if
To protect him, the old Taoist lived in seclusion in the mountains for more than seventy years. The tiger had long since died of old age, but later there were always descendants of the tiger to take over the protection. Sometimes the tiger would even catch wild boars and bring them to them.
Today, he is still wearing a green Taoist robe, a Ziwu bonnet, a pure Yang scarf, a Chenwei whisk, an old Taoist sword for cutting dragons on his back, and a pair of Taoist shoes on his feet. In the past five years, his lost hair has recovered and has never been shaved again.
He has long hair and a beard, and paired with this outfit, he does have a somewhat outsider-spirited temperament.
Putting down the carving knife, Huaiyu looked at the tomb that was once again covered with a layer of white snow. The master said that they had been together for five years, and now that the Taoist master had become immortal, it was time for him to go down the mountain.
To the north.
"Taoist Xiaoyaozi of Louguan"
In addition to studying scriptures and practicing Qigong every day, he also cleared wasteland and cultivated land, cut firewood and carried water, and was self-sufficient. He also often followed the Taoist into the mountains to collect herbs, process them, and regularly went down the mountain to provide free medical clinics.
On Wangxiantai, the cold wind howled, and the snow and fog were thick. Shovels of snow poured down, and then the frozen hard soil. The pit was filled up, and then a mound was piled up. He put down the shovel and turned around to carry a stone tablet. It was an old Taoist statue.
I carved a tombstone for myself five years ago.
Huaiyu looked at the monument that Lao Dao had prepared for him five years in advance. He took out his mobile phone and looked at the calendar. Yesterday was the winter solstice, and the lunar calendar was on the Guisi day of Bingzi month in Yihai year. Lao Dao had just moved the date of his emergence five years in advance.
, not bad for a day.
Could it be that the crew was filming?
But he could tell at a glance that the other party had fallen down from the high cliff in front, especially the arrow wound and the blood were not fake. He could smell it. He had also studied medicine with the old Taoist for five years.
The horse in front of me was already dying, and the man was in great danger. He had obviously lost a lot of blood, and even if he fell from such a height, he would most likely have suffered serious fractures or internal injuries.
He picked up the carving knife and added at the end, 'I died at the age of one hundred and four, and my closed disciple Wu Qingyang congratulated me!"
He took the "green cow" and "white horse" raised by the master and the apprentice. They were two injured horses and mules that they bought from the butcher when they went down the mountain for a free clinic. They brought them back to the mountain for careful medical treatment and rehabilitation, and they became healthy again.
A good helper for both of them.
He didn't belong here. Five years ago, he lost everything. He was also suffering from cancer. The cancer cells spread throughout his body. He could only live for three months at most, or even only one month. He was so desperate that he didn't want to suffer anymore. He
I wanted to die, so I chose a remote and quiet riverside to jump off, but I was rescued by the Taoist. In the end, he was persuaded by the Taoist to go up the mountain. I originally wanted to go to the mountain and spend my last days in peace.
The tiger stripe suddenly ran forward and barked loudly.
Huaiyu stepped forward to check carefully and found that the man was unconscious.
Huaiyu put the few suitcases he had packed on the back of his horse and mule. There were some old things he had brought with him when he went up the mountain, including clothes he wore before and some mobile phones and computers. However, they had hardly been used in the past few years. Now he needs to
When we come down the mountain, take them with us.
He was actually wearing a black armor with a dazzling breastplate on the chest. What was even more surprising was that there were several arrows stuck in his body and he was bleeding. The bright red blood stained most of his armor.
Not far away, there was a horse lying down with many arrows stuck in its body. It was neighing in pain but could not struggle.
Huaiyu shook his head, followed, and found a strange person lying under the cliff in front of him.
Not only was the hiking trail behind him gone, but the winding mountain road leading directly to the sea of clouds that was usually very conspicuous was also missing.
The man actually looked exactly like him, and even had the same small black mole on the left side of his nose. He looked down at the man, then turned to look around.
Experienced acupuncture, ancient prescriptions, and internal and external practice gave him a second life.
"Don't move. You are seriously injured and must lie down first to prevent secondary injuries. What happened?" Huaiyu held him down and asked.
This is Zhongnan Mountain, and to the north is Xi'an.
He took out his cell phone, but there was no signal, so he had to put it away, took off the medicine box from the mule, first cut off the arrow shaft with scissors and pulled out the arrowhead, and then took off his armor. He found that the arrows and armor were very high-quality.
He looked around, even more surprised.
Zhongnan Mountain is completely silent, like a fairyland, like a beautiful unfolding ink painting.
After entering the mountain, the old Taoist taught him the eight Vajra Kung Fu externally and the eight Longevity Kung Fu internally. He also patiently taught him the Tao Te Ching, the Ching of Filial Piety, the Dragon Gate Mental Technique, and the secrets of cultivation. He also asked him to help edit and copy the Origin of Qi Ti he edited.
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No matter what, it is important to save lives and heal the wounded.
The man looked at Huaiyu with wide eyes, but he was very excited. Suddenly he vomited out a mouthful of blood and fainted again. Huaiyu quickly wiped him with a towel, and his bloody face was clearly revealed.
Two dogs jumped out. They were Huaiyu's good friends in the mountains. One was a thin dog with tiger stripes, and the other was a Chow Chow with yellow hair and a blue tongue. These two dogs were sent to him for free clinics in the Qinling Mountains.
The puppy is also a rare ancient Chinese dog breed. Now it has grown into a big dog. It is Huaiyu's partner and good helper.
He originally just wanted to spend his last time quietly in the mountains, but gradually got used to the secluded life in the mountains. Now he has completely recovered his health and regained his life.
There is no family left at the foot of the mountain, and after five years of living in seclusion in the mountains, I am almost out of touch with society. Where should I go?
Passing through a mist, from the snowy cold winter to the scorching summer, even the winding mountain road and Taiyi Tianchi disappeared, and suddenly met an injured ancient silver-armored warrior who actually looked exactly like me
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This is really crazy.
"The King of Qin...Your Highness..., my subordinates found Xue Wanche. They...they hid in Taiyi Peak of Zhongnan Mountain, but they refused to be attacked and attacked us. My subordinates are incompetent... You have betrayed Your Highness."
It is a heavy responsibility, and it is not a pity for my subordinate to die. It is a pity that I cannot report Xue Thief's whereabouts to His Highness..." The man was still mumbling to himself in a coma.
Huaiyu stood there covered in sweat and soaked with sweat. Who is King Qin and what is Xue Wanche? What is going on?
Who am I and who is he?
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