Chapter 31: Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain

The autumn wind was bleak, and Xu Yong, who was only 30 years old, was admiring the moon in the pavilion.

He had grown a beard, and had a rather elegant temperament.

Work hard day and night to build a foundation.

Now the eldest son is more than ten years old, and he has been trained quite well.

He remembered his brother's teachings, and he would not stand out if he could, and he would be a "loyal minister" if he could be a "loyal minister".

In the future, when the sky collapses, there will be an opportunity to turn into a dragon.

As for the descendants, he would naturally have more and more children, and he already has seven sons.

He didn't want his foundation to fail because of the death of the heir.

Just when he had some free time, his subordinates came to report their work again.

"General, Zhang Xianzhong's troops have set out from Xiangyang, and a group of troops seem to be coming towards us."

"Order the whole army to kill the enemy and seize the city!"

Xu Yong can now stand alone, and he doesn't need to report such trivial matters to his brother.

In the past, his brother went out in person because the power of his subordinates had not grown yet, but now he doesn't need to do it in person.

Xu Yong rode out and rode to the army camp outside the city.

At this time, his men came to report.

"Report! A group of Taoist priests were found in Yiyang. They said they received a letter from Li Dajiu."

"Who are they? Have they brought them?" Xu Yong asked.

In recent years, the power of the Baidi Sect has expanded rapidly, spreading across the country. Some people are collecting intelligence for Xu Yong or looking for immortal secrets.

"The other party is a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain, currently waiting at the inn."

"Take me there!"

Xu Yong turned and ran towards the inn.

Outside the inn, a white-haired old Taoist priest led three Taoist children, and next to them was their carriage. The canopy had a Taoist Tai Chi pattern. Judging from the indentation on the axle, there were a lot of things on the carriage.

The old Taoist priest was not a white-haired young man, with wrinkles all over his face and cloudy eyes, but his waist was as straight as a pine tree.

This was Zhang Duxiao, the old Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain, and next to him was a direct disciple from Longhu Mountain.

The disciples were puzzled and asked, "Old Heavenly Master, do you really believe the rumors of fools? Are there really gods in Yuelu Mountain?"

The disciples still didn't dare to believe it.

Yuelu Mountain is not a top-ranked paradise in the world. Even if there are gods, it is not their turn.

"I believe it. Li Jianxing and I have known each other for many years. This person can't lie."

Since the old Heavenly Master was so sure, they didn't say anything.

One of the disciples was Zhang Ruoyang, the grandson of Zhang Duxiao. He spoke boldly and said, "Even if it is true, you shouldn't come here in person."

"You don't understand. In the Dharma Ending Age, everyone thinks we are liars. Even those in the Taoist sect have mostly turned to cultivating their minds and enlightenment. If someone can carry our last hope, we can ignore the sectarianism."

This is their attitude, and it is also the attitude of all Taoists in this world.

Li Jianxing is like this, and so is Zhang Duxiao.

Zhang Duxiao was very curious about what kind of power could transform Yunlu Temple into Baidi Sect, absorb the foreign church based on Taoism, and convince the foreigners.

You know, this is to make the foreigners lower themselves, which means that Western gods will enter the Eastern system from now on.

Educating the barbarians has always been their biggest dream, and Zhang Duxiao also wants to see this aspect.

Soon, Xu Yong and his men came on horseback.

"Xu Yong, the general of Huguang, welcome everyone!"

"Zhang Duxiao, the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, pays homage to the general."

The general of a province greeted them, and everyone was flattered.

If a sect wants to survive, it can only rely on connections without strength, and dealing with the government is inevitable. Sometimes Zhang Duxiao has to go down the mountain in person to preach and perform to dignitaries.

In this chaotic world, those who control the army are undoubtedly the nobles among the nobles.

At this time, even a few disciples dared not say anything.

The group came to Xu's house.

When everyone learned that Xu Yong was the Taoist priest's younger brother, they were even more surprised.

Zhang Duxiao thought of a person - Zhang Lu Tianshi, who combined politics and religion.

Everyone stayed in the mansion for one night.

The next day, early in the morning.

The Taoists set off in a carriage.

Headed to the foot of Yuelu Mountain.

Xu Yong's people sent a message to go up the mountain in advance, and there were people waiting at the foot of the mountain.

"Please, Taoist priests!"

The carriage stopped at the foot of the mountain, and everyone walked up the mountain.

The mountain road was neatly repaired and paved with neat bluestone slabs.

Jade towers and golden pavilions, gurgling water.

This was the original building of Yunlu Temple, and some were added later. Originally, it was intended to expand, but Xu Xuan felt that it was too wasteful of manpower and material resources, so he stopped the project. Even so, the accumulation of Yuelu Mountain for hundreds of years is enough to compare with Longhu Mountain in Jiangxi.

Occasionally, disciples can be seen practicing martial arts on the road.

Sweating like rain, and blood like rainbow.

What's more, he lifted a stone lock weighing four or five hundred kilograms as if it were a toy.

Among those practicing martial arts in the square was Li Jianxing, whose sword flowers swirled up and down, his posture was agile, and his breath was long.

The blood and qi medicine, combined with the unique breathing method of the mirror world, greatly enhanced his physical strength.

The Taoist boy wanted to remind him, but Zhang Duxiao stopped him, and everyone watched quietly.

Zhang Ruoyang was surprised and said, "Is this the Taoist guardian? There are so many Taoist guardians in Yuelu Mountain?"

Li Jianxing glanced at the crowd, so he stopped his practice and came to greet them.

"Old senior, you are here...you kid, why didn't you remind me?" The latter sentence was said to the Taoist boy.

"This is what I asked, Taoist friend, don't blame me. Taoist friend, are these Taoist guardians? Why are there so many?"

Li Jianxing was stunned when he heard this word, and then he understood and said, "We have mastered the method of refining the treasure pill."

The guardian must be powerful.

Longhu Mountain also has similar pills that can enhance people's qi and blood, making them have extraordinary strength.

However, this kind of pill has long been lost, and only a little bit is left from the ancestors. Only two guardians in each generation can take the dragon and tiger pills and serve as the close guardians of the Tianshi.

Zhang Duxiao did not bring it this time because he had abdicated long ago.

"So that's how it is. Where is Master Xu? I want to pay him a visit."

If my guess is correct, the secret method should also be passed down by Xu Xuan.

Zhang Duxiao was getting more and more curious.

"This way, please..." Li Jianxing took them to the bottom of the tallest Wangxiang Building.

Zhang Duxiao asked the disciples to wait, and he went upstairs alone.

The building is nine stories high and looks like a tower.

Zhang Duxiao went upstairs. There was no roof, only an open-air platform, and there was a pavilion on the right to shelter from the wind and rain.

The Taoist priest in white robes was meditating on the roof, and the golden sunlight was shining on him.

Sensing Zhang Duxiao coming, Xu Xuan opened his eyes and the two looked at each other.

At this moment, Zhang Duxiao understood that the person in front of him must be a master.

Although he did not officially start practicing, as a thousand-year-old sect, there are also secrets passed down by predecessors.

There is a saying in Buddhism: Buddha has thirty-two aspects, and those who have these aspects are Buddha.

Taoism also has similar physiognomy. A person's extraordinaryness can be seen from his demeanor, teeth, bones, skin, and the aura in the dark.

Zhang Duxiao saw the pure and quiet appearance at first sight.

"Meet the real immortal!"

"Please sit down, old Taoist priest." Xu Xuan gestured.

Longhu Mountain, an old school, still has some foundation.

"If you have nothing to do, stay in the mountain for two or three months."

This person should have a deep understanding of the Tao and the world, so it's a good opportunity to communicate.

"Then I won't be polite."

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and Xu Xuan asked: "As far as I know, the spiritual energy was completely cut off during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. Are the magic spells and miracles claimed by the alchemists and religions afterwards false?"

"Most of them are false, but there are also true ones; the magic weapon in the hands of the ancestor could release magic, but later the magic weapon failed. As for the method, the ancestors recorded a special method of becoming an immortal that was popular during the Qin and Han Dynasties, and this method has also failed today."

"What method?"

"Corpse transformation!"