Chapter One: Taoist Temple in the Deep Mountains. After waking up, the world has changed!
In the land of Zhongnan, there are beautiful bells and whistles, and masters have lived in seclusion in all dynasties.
It is late autumn now, and the temperature in the mountains has also dropped.
But fate comes and goes like water, and the land of Zhongnan becomes more and more noisy with the hustle and bustle of the world.
There is constant noise during the day, and live broadcasts at night.
This great place for meditation and concentration has long since become like an oven of red dust.
In the early morning, the morning mist lingers in the mountains, and the sound of insects and birds chirping echoes in Chen Xuan's ears.
Chen Xuan, who was dressed in a blue Taoist uniform imitating Ming Dynasty, walked along the mountain path to visit the old Taoist priest who cured his old problems.
In the clouds and mist, Chen Xuan walked diagonally along the winding path in the mountains, heading straight for the Taoist temple deep in the mountains.
After walking for about five or six miles, the front suddenly became clear and the sound of insects and birds became louder.
The air is getting fresher and fresher, which is what Chen Xuan is most curious about.
Obviously we are not far apart on the mountainside, but why is there such a difference?
Deep in the mountains, a simple Taoist temple has stood for countless years.
"We're finally here. Every time I come here, I feel a big difference."
Since he practiced the breathing method and the method of visualization taught by the old Taoist priest, his physical condition has been much better than before.
The Taoist temple is not big, but in Chen Xuan's opinion, it gives people an artistic conception of being separated from the world.
The road rushes, but it may not be full when used. The abyss is like the origin of all things. Defeat its sharpness, resolve its confusion, harmonize its light, and share its dust.
The main entrance of the Taoist temple was opened, as if it had been expected that guests would arrive today.
After Chen Xuan finished dressing, he raised his legs and walked into the Taoist temple. The smoke was curling up, and the fragrance of rice lingered on the tip of his nose.
It was not yet noon, but they were still cooking. This made it difficult for Chen Xuan to understand. He had never seen anyone who had breakfast so late or dinner so early.
Looking at the old Taoist who was busy in the kitchen, he walked over and said with a smile: "Old Taoist, it's only eight or nine o'clock in the morning. Your old man's meal is a little early."
The old Taoist who was adding firewood to the furnace pointed at the golden crow in the sky and said: "It's not early, it's not early, the guests have arrived, and the yellow rice is just right."
The old Taoist opened the lid of the pot, and the aroma of yellow rice filled the entire kitchen.
The aroma was swaying, like a dream, and Chen Xuan seemed to hear some voice in his ears.
While he was distracted, the old Taoist had already filled a bowl of yellow rice and handed it to Chen Xuan, "This is the yellow rice from Zhongnan. Are you sure you don't want to try it?"
"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey."
Chen Xuan picked up his chopsticks and ate the bowl of freshly cooked yellow rice.
He originally thought that this bowl of yellow rice would be very hot, but the temperature was just right. This made Chen Xuan a little surprised?
This bowl of yellow rice is the most delicious meal he has eaten in these years.
Although there are no vegetables, the yellow rice and rice are enough to surpass all kinds of delicacies.
The old Taoist was not idle at this time, but was reciting Taoist scriptures in the kitchen, first the Purity Sutra, and then the Tao Te Ching.
But when he was reciting the Purity Sutra, the old Taoist's face became even more cheerful.
Then came the Nanhua Sutra, and finally ended with Liezi, but the old Taoist then talked about Zhuangzi’s Sword Sutra!
There was a loud sound, and outside the wall of the Taoist temple, animals were lying quietly on the bluestone slabs under the leadership of the tiger.
At this time, the Golden Crow is returning to the west, and the bright moon is hanging high on the branches!
Chen Xuan had just finished eating the yellow rice that night in his hand. Chen Xuan looked up at the night sky in confusion, frowning and said: "Strange, didn't I come here in the morning?"
The old Taoist, who was also holding a bowl of yellow rice, said with a smile: "Yes, you did come in the morning, but you ate the yellow rice and fell into silence for most of the day. When you woke up, the moon was already shining brightly.
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"My dear friend, this bowl of yellow rice has been heated twice."
Chen Xuan said with some embarrassment: "Even so, it's time for the juniors to go back and come back to visit the seniors tomorrow."
The old Taoist priest's Taoist temple is not big, and it really can't accommodate more than one person.
The old Taoist took out a porcelain pillow from the kitchen and said: "The sky is dark at night, there are many wild animals in the mountains, and the mountain roads are difficult to travel. You can sleep in this kitchen for one night."
Chen Xuan nodded and said: "The elder gave it to me, but if I dare not refuse, then the junior will bother me tonight."
The old Taoist waved his hand and said: "Hey, there's nothing to bother you about, as long as you don't blame the old Taoist."
In the eyes of the old Taoist, Chen Xuan has a good nature, is very good, very good.
Now that fate has come, he still remembers Chen Xuan in his heart.
In the kitchen, as soon as Chen Xuangang touched the porcelain pillow, he felt an uncontrollable sleepiness coming over him.
The next moment, Chen Xuan fell asleep, feeling sleepy. The old man outside the kitchen was stroking his beard and laughing.
He took off the scarlet gourd from his waist and placed a seal beside Chen Xuan, saying: "The book says this gourd is not simple!"
"But to the old Taoist, it's just a gourd containing the digestive elixir. I'll give you the seal of keeping it. I hope we can meet again."
"Go and have a rest, go and have a rest!"
"When I first came out of Hanguan and arrived in Kunlun, I unified the Huayi and Taoist sects; my body is the same as that of heaven and earth, but my nature still exists in Mount Xumi."
The old Taoist laughed and left, as if a long river was coming across the sky.
Above the sky, the brightness of the bright moon suddenly became dim.
Outside the gate of the Taoist temple, the couplet also appeared.
First couplet: "Taoist judge Hunyuan once saw that the two forms of Tai Chi gave rise to four images:
Hongmeng spread the Dharma and brought the barbarians westward out of Hanguan."
Horizontal comment: "Eight Scenes!"
The old Taoist stood on the long river that seemed to exist, and waved his sleeves, and the entire Zhongnan land rose from the ground.
Return to the long river, go upstream, and go to the past.
A dreamlike light and shadow, passing by, countless years have passed.
The old Taoist smiled and looked at Chen Xuan, who was sleeping soundly in a desert, and said: "Yesterday I ferried you across, and you will do it tomorrow, once in this world."
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The golden crow rises in the east, and the heat rises.
Chen Xuan stretched out, opened his hazy eyes, and looked at this desert Gobi with a blank expression.
He just slept in a Taoist temple in the mountains of Zhongnan, but when he woke up, he was in the Gobi Desert.
"What on earth is this place?"
"Where is the land of the South?"
"How should I go back?"
Looking at the vast desert Gobi, Chen Xuan asked himself the three ultimate philosophical questions.
At dusk, Chen Xuan touched the red gourd hanging on his waist and the seal made of sapphire.
Only then did Chen Xuan realize that the porcelain pillow where he was lying between him had cracked.
A letter appeared among the porcelain pieces. Chen Xuan picked up the letter, opened it and looked at it, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's like a pillow of yellow rice. It turns out that after waking up, I changed into a better world."
At this time, Chen Xuan finally realized that he had seen a real person with such a miraculous method.
Throughout the ages, how many people have been able to achieve this?
It's just that Chen Xuan doesn't know where he is at this moment, but he has been alone since he was a child.
My peace of mind is my home, and Chen Xuan seems to feel the vitality flowing between heaven and earth.
You must know that in the 21st century he lives in, the vitality of heaven and earth has long ceased to exist.
Some are just PM2.5 and various exhaust gases. If you hide yourself from the world, you will only die faster.