Chapter five hundred and eighty seventh unbelievable truth
"Princess Chisongzi is here for a visit..."
Liang Ren'an almost blurted out and read out the big characters carved on the back of the rock.
Then he was so scared that he quickly covered his mouth!
Why did I suddenly become literate?
And who is this red pine nut?
Facing the unexplainable strange sight, Liang Ren'an suddenly had a very scary thought in his heart: "I must have encountered a monster in the mountains, right?!"
Just thinking about it made me very scared. My legs were shaking, and I turned around and wanted to run away...
But the big shining silver characters behind the stone were so dreamy, ethereal, magical and wonderful. They firmly attracted his attention!
He couldn't move his eyes or move his legs.
What's even worse is that Liang Ren'an feels as if there is an uncontrollable desire deep in his heart, and the blood in his body seems to be boiling with it.
There seemed to be a voice in his soul desperately shouting, asking him to step forward and get closer.
In the end, Liang Ren'an really couldn't resist the temptation. He gritted his teeth and thought that he was going to die anyway, so he would die if he died!
So, he stepped forward and reached out to touch the handwriting left by Huang Chuping's magic seal on the red pine nut who didn't know how many years ago...
Boom!!!
A huge thunderous sound exploded deep in Liang Ren'an's soul. An indescribable force seemed to open a door in his soul in an instant.
He only felt a dazzling brilliant light in front of his eyes, and the surrounding scene became blurry for an instant, and the whole person was in a state of confusion.
It's like the scene when you're about to get drunk after drinking strong alcohol.
"What's going on?! What's wrong with me? Is it true that I've been possessed by a witchcraft and will be eaten by the wild monsters in the mountains?"
The last bit of consciousness in Liang Ren'an's heart still felt very scared.
The next scene completely subverted the imagination of this poor poor farmer.
The silver writings on the back of the stone actually broke away and turned into several light groups, and finally turned into a tall and thin silver figure wearing a simple Taoist robe!
There he watched Liang Ren'an quietly, and the first thing he said was: "It's been more than a thousand years... I finally found the true inheritor of the Taoist tradition. My name is Huang Chuping, and the Taoist name is Chisongzi. What's your name?"
"I, my name is Liang Ren'an."
He was horrified, but he couldn't help saying his name.
"Liang Ren'an... That's right, would you like to be my Chisongzi's disciple and pass on my Taoist magic. I am not an upright member of the orthodox Taoist family. The birth of this Chisong lineage was originally an accident. We are weak and weak, are you willing?"
"
At this time, Liang Ren'an finally realized that he might have met a god!
Of course, he quickly knelt down and kowtowed, feeling ecstatic.
Finally, the silver figure pointed at Liang Ren'an's forehead. A ball of colorful light entered his body, and he passed out. Countless information automatically appeared in his mind...
When he woke up, Liang Ren'an found that he was completely different!
His body, which was originally weak due to long-term hard work and malnutrition, was now full of energy. He felt that he could kill a tiger with one punch.
Moreover, the scene seen by the eyes is completely different.
Looking around, mountains, rivers, birds and animals... all seem to be blurry and layered, and emit wisps of weird light.
He felt very surprised!
It wasn't until several days later that Liang Ren'an realized that what he saw was the "soul" of those things and the strength of their power.
All in all, he rose from a poor farmer to a powerful Taoist priest!
A long time later, when he had become an expert respected by everyone, Liang Ren'an couldn't believe his adventure when he thought back to the past...
Because that night, in one night, he changed from a poor farmer with no strength to an extremely powerful Sanlu Zhenren!
Even a Celestial Master-level supernatural being cannot have such power and magical powers.
After Liang Ren'an knew the power he possessed, he also firmly remembered the name "Red Songzi Huang Chuping". He began to read and read, and at the same time traveled around the world, looking for traces of his "master".
Finally, in Jinhua, Zhejiang, I found the traces and folklore of Chisong Immortal...
He finally determined where his master was!
From then on, he regarded himself as a direct disciple of Wong Tai Sin. He returned to South China to save lives and help the poor. After that, he also married a wife and had children, recruited disciples, and established an orthodox tradition.
His own strength became stronger and stronger, and he improved day by day, and finally broke through to the Heavenly Master level!
He can be regarded as a Taoist ancestor.
Later, he took his son and apprentice Liang Junzhuan all the way from Guangshi to Hong Kong and established the Wong Tai Sin Temple here...
Huang Xuanzi finished telling the story of his grandfather Liang Ren'an. The entire side hall was silent, and one could hear each other's slight breathing.
Fu Yang and Ah Huang opened their mouths, feeling as if a fantasy story had stopped. It was incredible!
Even Wei Ke showed a bewildered expression, a little unbelievable about the legendary story told by Huang Xuanzi.
After a long while, Fu Yang said in a difficult tone: "Taoist Liang, it's not that we don't believe you. It's just that the matter about your grandfather is a bit...unbelievable. We are all ascetics, and of course we know the hardships of the journey.
Even if you have the personal guidance of a powerful Celestial Master, your final achievement still depends on yourself. What’s more, preaching in dreams is just a matter of deceiving the common people. People in our own circle..."
Ah Huang also nodded.
After all, this story is too bizarre.
Just because of the handwriting left by a powerful Celestial Master who traveled to the Lingnan area 1,600 to 700 years ago, can the Taoism be passed down for thousands of years? And it can also turn a farmer into a real person in Sanlu in an instant?
Isn’t this even more fantasy than a fantasy novel?
"Uncle Master, you still think I'm joking with you? This is what my ancestor said before he died! When he was still alive, my father, Taoist Tianjun, and my brother and I were actually taught by my ancestor himself.
From an orthodox perspective, my father Liang Junzhuan should only be regarded as my senior brother."
Huang Xuanzi stared at Fu Yang with sharp eyes.
This time, he was even more surprised!
It turned out that he thought that Huang Xuanzi and Liang Shiqi called him "Uncle Master" because he regarded himself as the younger brother of his father Liang Junzhuan. After all, in the Taoist sect, there are many cases where he is both the father and the master.
But I didn't expect that this guy was taught Taoism by his grandfather. In fact, the master should be Liang Ren'an?
So, my "junior uncle" should be Liang Ren'an's junior brother?
Fu Yang sighed and answered truthfully: "Daozhang Liang, to be honest, I'm still half-convinced."
Huang Xuanzi had no expression on his face and continued to talk to himself.
"When my grandfather told us these words before he died, my father, my brother, and I all found it unbelievable. But as a powerful man at the Heavenly Master level, my grandfather would definitely not tell lies to deceive us when he went to the Hexian!"
"Actually, my grandfather was also very confused about his magical experience. He has been pursuing the truth all his life. After decades of long research, he has basically solved the mystery of how he obtained the Chisong Patriarch's orthodoxy overnight and transformed from a poor farmer to a Sanlu
Real reason!"
"This reason is what I want to tell you. It is unique to my Chisong lineage...it has been passed down from generation to generation!"
Fu Yang was shocked all over.
At this moment, I heard this strange word again. (End of Chapter 4)