A tall man wearing single clothes was walking at the foot of the mountain, holding a snow-white fox cub in his arms.
Zheng Dong raised his head, took a deep breath of fresh air, and suddenly felt refreshed.
Zhongnan is a Taoist holy land, and there are many legendary people who seek immortality. But Zheng Dong knows that in a spiritual place like the earth, cultivating immortality is nothing more than a delusion.
Even the Taoist holy land, Mount Zhongnan.
This place is already inaccessible. Zheng Dong took the last bus and walked dozens of miles to the foot of the mountain.
Seeing no one around him, Zheng Dong's mind moved.
He saw a golden flying sword condensed out of thin air in front of him. Zheng Dong stretched out his finger, and the Yunshuo Sword quickly grew in size.
Size is restricted.
It didn't stop until the Yunshuo Sword became as big as a single bed.
With a slight leap, Zheng Dong stepped on the Yunsuo sword.
"rise!"
I saw the Yunsuo Sword rising slowly into the sky, carrying Zheng Dong forward quickly.
Zheng Dong sat cross-legged on the flying sword, holding the little white fox in his arms. The flying sword sometimes penetrated the clouds and mist, and sometimes penetrated out, feeling very carefree.
The first time he walked with a sword in real life, Zheng Dong was not too fast.
He was not worried about the satellites in the sky. In fact, in this foggy mountain, the satellites in the sky were basically blind.
On the flying sword, a layer of spiritual light enveloped Zheng Dong and the little fox.
Zheng Dong only felt the breeze blowing against his face, and did not feel the huge wind pressure caused by high-speed flight at all.
"Wandering to the North Sea in the morning, the sky is green at dusk, and the green snake in my sleeve is courageous. I was drunk for three times, and the people in Yueyang didn't recognize it. I sang loudly and flew across the Dongting Lake."
When he got excited, Zheng Dong couldn't help but sing, "Although I don't have the green snake in my sleeve, it's not bad to have a little guy like you by my side."
"Chirp!"
Bai Ling'er flew in the sky for the first time since her birth. Her little paws couldn't help but tightly grasp Zheng Dong's clothes, and her young body was trembling.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."
As he spoke, Zheng Dong lowered the flight altitude and slowed down again.
"You little guy is not as courageous as Lu Dongbin's Green Snake."
Yujian flew so fast that in just a moment, a Taoist temple standing deep in the mountains was vaguely visible in the distance.
"Get down."
The Yunsuo sword landed not far from the Taoist temple.
Zheng Dong took Bai Linger and walked to the Taoist temple.
The Taoist temple is not large in area. Zheng Dong estimated that it is only a few hundred square meters. In addition to the Sanqing Patriarch enshrined in the front yard, there are only a few guest rooms in the back yard.
When I walked to the entrance of the Taoist temple, there was a plaque hanging above it with the three characters "Qingfeng Temple" written on it.
The handwriting has an airy and dusty smell.
Zheng Dong doesn't know calligraphy, but he thinks these characters are well written.
"Dong dong dong."
He knocked on the door.
"Squeak."
The gate of the Taoist temple opened, and a boy of seven or eight years old stretched out his little head and looked at Zheng Dong curiously.
Then, the boy slowly opened the door. He seemed to rarely see strangers. He was a little scared when he saw Zheng Dong. He timidly said, "Who are you looking for, layman?"
"I'm looking for your master, Ning Daoxuan."
The little Taoist boy was very surprised when he heard the layman in front of him calling out his master's lay name. He said, "May I ask the layman's name?"
"Zheng Dong."
"Wait a moment, layman. I will report this to Master."
Seeing the boy disappearing in a flash, Zheng Dong waited quietly.
After a moment, Ning Daoxuan, wearing a navy blue Taoist robe, led his young apprentice and walked over with a smile on his face.
"I thought Brother Zheng was just joking, but I didn't expect him to actually come."
"What? Not welcome?"
“Extremely welcome.”
Ning Daoxuan quickly welcomed Zheng Dong into the Taoist temple.
The two of them have been practicing together for more than a month at Xiaohuifeng in the ancient wilderness, and they have long been very familiar with each other.
Ning Daoxuan didn't shy away and asked directly, "Why do you suddenly want to come to this mountain?"
"Oh, the world is so troublesome." Zheng Dong shook his head.
Hearing this, Ning Daoxuan laughed, "My master used to teach me that living in the world is all about cultivation. The hardships in the mountains are also cultivation, and the rolling world is also cultivation."
"In the past, the path to immortality was unexplored. Cultivating one's mind was just a matter of practice. Now, the path to immortality is right before our eyes. You and I have limited lifespans, so wallowing in the world of mortals is a waste of time."
Zheng Dong paused, "You were also in the qi refining stage in the ancient times. You should know that qi refining only has a lifespan of 100 years, and there are nine levels in the qi refining stage.
If we can't obtain enough cultivation resources from the ancient world before the end of our lifespan, it will all be in vain in the end."
Hearing this, Ning Daoxuan sighed and nodded.
"Although it is difficult to cultivate in the ancient times, there is spiritual energy and resources for cultivation techniques. But in reality, without spiritual energy and resources, cultivating immortals is ten times more difficult than it was in the ancient times."
After hearing this, Zheng Dong was silent.
After a long while, he slowly said, "The road to immortality is inherently contrary to nature. It is normal to be difficult."
No one knows as well as Zheng Dong how difficult the path to immortality is, because there is no way ahead. If you want to continue practicing, you have to rely on everyone to open the way forward.
After staying in the temple for three days, Zheng Dong asked Ning Daoxuan to resign.
"What? You can't stand the hardship in the mountains and want to return to the world of mortals?"
Rarely, Ning Daoxuan and Zheng Dong started joking.
Zheng Dong smiled and shook his head, "I think this is a good place."
Without further explanation, Zheng Dong left the Taoist temple with a smile.
After walking a few miles away, Zheng Dong once again wielded his sword and flew into the mountains with the little fox.
"This is it."
Yunsuo Sword slowly landed on an unknown mountain.
This place has exceeded the boundary of Zhongnan, and is deep in the Qinling Mountains. There is no human habitation within a hundred miles. If ordinary people fell here, they would probably get lost and starve to death.
But as a Qi Refining monk, Zheng Dong can fly with his sword at full speed and fly out of the mountains in the blink of an eye, which is very convenient.
Next, Zheng Dong controlled the Yunshuo Sword, cutting down the wood in a flash of light, and then built a wooden house with his own hands.
A few hours later, he looked at the simple wooden house in front of him and couldn't help but laugh.
"I can be considered an ascetic cultivator now, right?"
Having said that, Zheng Dong moved out all the furniture and furnishings in the storage ring.
After some decoration, the wooden house has a somewhat modern atmosphere.
Zheng Dong's storage space is not small, covering a hundred cubic meters. In addition to some furniture and supplies he brought, it contains the little fox's rations.
After all, Bai Ling'er is just a young fox that has just been weaned, not a Qi-refining monk like him.
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