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Chapter 1562: Trip to Qingcheng Mountain

Qingcheng Mountain, Sanqing Temple.

Outside the temple, an old man in a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat knocked gently on the door.

It was raining heavily at the moment, and he seemed to be looking for a place to shelter from the rain.

After a while, a young Taoist priest opened the door.

"My dear believer, the Taoist temple is closed today. If you want to burn incense, please go somewhere else."

The old man in the straw raincoat and bamboo hat shook his head and said, "I'm here to seek shelter from the rain. It's raining too hard, and it won't stop for a while. It's too dangerous to travel on the mountain road in the rain, so please give me some space."

The young Taoist priest was stunned when he heard this.

What the other party said seemed to make sense.

It was raining heavily, and it would be unreasonable for him not to let the other party in.

"In that case, please come in first. I'll go talk to the Taoist priest. But you have to leave after the rain stops, because we still have to make the elixir."

"As it should be."

The old man in the straw raincoat and hat nodded.

After entering Sanqing Temple, the young Taoist priest walked in front and led the old man in a straw raincoat and bamboo hat to a wing room. Then he said in a deep voice: "I have to go and tell the Taoist priest first. Please wait here."

"and many more."

The old man in a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat took out a jade ring and placed it in the hand of the young Taoist priest.

"Please show this to your Taoist priest."

"Ok?"

The young Taoist priest was stunned when he heard this, but he still nodded and walked away.

The old man in the straw raincoat and bamboo hat sat down and closed his eyes to rest.

About a cup of tea later, the young Taoist priest came back and bowed respectfully to the old man in the straw raincoat and hat.

"My Taoist priest invites you. Please come with me."

The old man in a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

"Uncle Master, it really is you! I said that no one else would own this jade ring except you!"

When the Taoist priest Pingyangzi of Sanqing Temple saw the old man in straw raincoat and bamboo hat, he immediately went forward excitedly.

"Uncle Master, aren't you practicing in Chang'an? Why are you here in Qingcheng Mountain?"

It turned out that the old man in the straw raincoat and bamboo hat was none other than the Qinglian Taoist priest Wu Quanyi.

He took off his bamboo hat, smiled and said, "Why don't you welcome me to come and have a look? After all, I came from Qingcheng Mountain. Isn't it normal for me to come back and have a look?"

"No, no. That's not what I meant. I mean, how could Master Uncle have the time to travel to Qingcheng Mountain?"

"Look at what you said. It's true that my Taoist temple is in Chang'an City, but I am not without legs. Chang'an City was boring, so I came out to take a look. I wanted to visit Qingcheng Mountain, so I came here naturally. There is no need to worry about so much. You have become very smooth recently. It's not like when I just left, you couldn't even fart even if I hit you with three sticks."

"Um. Uncle Master, I am a Taoist priest now after all. Please give me some face."

Pingyangzi's face flushed after hearing what Qinglian Taoist Priest Wu Quanyi said, and he felt extremely embarrassed for a moment.

"Alright, alright, I won't joke with you here any more. To tell you the truth, I feel that Chang'an City is boring and I am homesick, so I want to return to Shu to retire. Is there still a place for me in Sanqing Temple?"

"Of course, of course, go and prepare a good room for Master Uncle."

Pingyangzi nodded immediately after hearing this, and then instructed the Taoist priest beside him: "All food, clothing and expenses must be in accordance with my standards."

There is a lotus lake next to the Sanqing Temple in Qingcheng Mountain.

Lotus Lake is not very big, but there are many fish swimming in it.

Taoist priest Wu Quanyi of Qinglian started fishing by the lake when he had nothing to do.

Pingyangzi carefully took a bamboo basket and served beside him.

"Uncle Master, you won't leave this time, right?"

"That should be it. I have been in Chang'an for too long and I feel that there is no point anywhere else. So I simply returned to Qingcheng Mountain to retire. I have to say that after so many years, Qingcheng Mountain has not changed much. Sanqing Temple is still the same, and the Lotus Lake is still the same as it was then. Small places are good. If it were in Chang'an City, let alone more than ten years. Even if ten days have passed, I am afraid it would have changed a lot!"

"Well, Chang'an City is a place that everyone longs for. There are countless people in this world who are trying their best to get into Chang'an City. There is a saying that goes, learn the arts of literature and martial arts, and sell them to the emperor's family."

Pingyangzi followed up on what Taoist Qinglian said and said, "If a person like you had stayed in Chang'an City, you would have been a national master at least. It's a pity that you came back like this."

"What's a pity? I don't want to work for the emperor. When I was in Chang'an City, I lived in Zhongnan Mountain most of the time. Learning literary and martial arts and selling them to the emperor's family is all made up by scholars. We Taoists are monks and should not be so utilitarian. You still need to cultivate your mind. If what you said just now gets out, I'm afraid people will laugh their heads off."

Taoist Priest Qinglian Wu Quanyi rolled his eyes and said, "How about this, you also get a fishing rod and go fishing with me."

Pingyangzi was helpless.

Taoist Qinglian is his uncle and is older than him in seniority.

Of course he had to listen to Taoist Qinglian's words.

"Okay, Uncle Master, please wait a moment."

After saying this, he turned back to Sanqing Temple.

After a cup of tea, Pingyangzi also took out a fishing rod and a bamboo basket and sat next to Taoist Qinglian.

"Uncle Master, when did you start liking fishing? I remember that you didn't have a similar hobby when you were in Qingcheng Mountain."

"Look at what you said. Can't people change their habits? I was only in my early forties when I left Qingcheng Mountain. At that time, I was still full of ambition and wanted to make a big splash. How could my mentality be as leisurely as it is now? How could I like fishing? But it's different now. I'm almost sixty. You know that at sixty, one's ears are obedient, right? If you were my age, you would be in the same state of mind. But it doesn't matter. You can't understand these things at your current age."

Taoist Qinglian Wu Quanyi obviously didn't care at all about what Pingyangzi had just said.

"Take fishing for example. Fishing in different places is completely different. My current state of mind is absolutely peaceful. Most people cannot understand it at all. In other words, I fish for those who are willing to take the bait. Whether or not you catch fish is not the key point. The key point is the fishing process. As long as I can enjoy the process, it is perfect."

Taoist Qinglian Wu Quanyi crossed his legs and asked proudly, "By the way, has your cultivation level improved over the years?"

"Well, to be honest, I have already broken through to the second level over the years, but I am still some distance away from the first level."

"Second rank? You are only at the second rank right now?"

Taoist Qinglian Wu Quanyi couldn't help but roll his eyes after hearing this.

"I remember that you were already at the fourth level when we left Qingcheng Mountain. So after so many years, your cultivation level has only risen to the second level?"

"Well, I'm ashamed to say that. I feel like I'm getting further and further away from the door to the first rank. At the beginning, I could still touch the threshold of that door, but now I can't even touch the threshold."

"That's all. You are lucky to have caught up with me. Now that I am back, I cannot watch you wandering around outside the gate of the First Rank. During this time, you should practice well with me. It won't be long before you can break through."

"Ah, thank you so much, uncle!"

Pingyangzi was overjoyed when he heard this.

"Don't be in a hurry to thank me yet. It won't be too late to thank me after you break through to the first level. Besides, I did this not only for you, but also for Sanqing Temple. As the saying goes, a general can be picked from a group of short men. If I don't push you to the first level of cultivation, who else can you count on? You younger generations are really useless."

Taoist Qinglian Wu Quanyi became angrier the more he thought about it.

"Master uncle is right. We are indeed too disappointing. But with Master uncle's guidance, I believe it won't be long before we can break through our own limits and go one step further."

Pingyangzi now naturally followed Taoist Qinglian's wishes.

After all, there is a world of difference between the first grade and the second grade.

If he was lucky enough to reach the first level, he would be able to occupy a more advantageous position in Taoism.

No matter from which angle you look at it, he is sure to make money.

Taoist Qinglian Wu Quanyi smiled and said, "You are quite sensible. But I want to tell you something. Don't be too impatient. Cultivation requires a natural process. If you are too anxious, it may backfire. Although the control of breath in Taoist practice is quite good, there are still some variables. It is not completely impossible to go astray."

"Been taught a lesson."

Ping Yangzi nodded and said, "By the way, Uncle Master, what realm are you in now?"

"I have been promoted to super-grade."

Taoist Qinglian Wu Quanyi said proudly with his hands behind his back.

He had been waiting for Ping Yangzi to ask this question.

This kid is really good at it.

"Ah, Uncle Master, have you reached the super-level cultivation? There are no more than ten people in this world who can reach the super-level realm, right?"

Ping Yangzi was obviously shocked.

"About the same, I can count them with two hands." Taoist Qinglian Wu Quanyi cleared his throat and said, "But there are also differences in the super-level realm. Some super-level practitioners have the opportunity to ascend, but they force themselves to suppress their realm and not ascend."

"But some super-quality people have just stepped over the threshold and are still a long way from ascending."

"So, you are..."

"I'm probably somewhere in the middle. Not the strongest, but not the worst either."

Taoist Qinglian Wu Quanyi cleared his throat and said, "Don't be too ambitious, break through the first level of cultivation first. There is no shortcut to martial arts practice, you must take one step at a time to reach a stronger realm."

Taoist Qinglian Wu Quanyi also had his own selfish motives for returning to Qingcheng Mountain this time. He hoped that the Taoist disciples could improve their cultivation, or at least not be left too far behind by the Confucian disciples.

Taoist priest Wu Quanyi of Qinglian still attaches great importance to the order of Taoism.

No matter who you are, you should try your best to practice according to a certain order.

So he handed the Taoist manual he had prepared to Ping Yangzi.

"You should practice according to this book first, and practice to whatever level you can reach. I will guide you when you need me to help."

Pingyangzi was overjoyed after hearing this.

"Thank you, uncle. Don't worry, I will practice diligently."

Since Pingyangzi became the Taoist priest of Sanqing Temple, he has been exploring his potential.

Due to various factors, he was unable to break through that layer of window paper.

Now that he has received the guidance of Taoist Qinglian, it is definitely the best time for him to break through.

So Pingyangzi would definitely not miss this great opportunity.

"Well, then you should practice first. I'm going to start fishing. If you don't have anything else to do, don't bother me. Unless you have problems with your practice, I can give you some advice."

After saying that, Taoist Qinglian Wu Quanyi started fishing again.

For him, this was definitely the most pleasant moment.

"I didn't expect that after so long, the fish in Lotus Lake are still so smart. I've used so much bait, but they still won't take the bait."

Taoist Master Qinglian Wu Quanyi became angrier the more he thought about it, and simply threw the fishing rod aside.

"Forget it, forget it. I'm going to have some hotpot first."

Now that I'm back in Shu, I must eat hotpot.

In the opinion of Qinglian Taoist Priest Wu Quanyi, compared with that in Chang'an City, the hotpot here is the purest.

Food is the first necessity of the people. Only when he eats and drinks well can he be in the mood to go fishing slowly.

"Uncle Master, please try this red oil hot pot."

After Pingyangzi ordered his men to prepare the hot pot, he invited Taoist Qinglian Wu Quanyi to sit at the head seat.

"Well, it looks very good. But I haven't eaten Sichuan-style hot pot for a long time. I don't know if I can get used to the taste."

Taoist Qinglian Wu Quanyi was already drooling at this time.

However, he still needs to be more reserved and pay attention to his image.

"You will definitely be able to adapt. After all, you are a native of Shu. Although you have been in Chang'an for more than ten years, you will definitely not forget this taste."

Pingyangzi still knows Taoist Qinglian very well.

In his opinion, as long as he eats this red oil hotpot, he can instantly recall the past.

"And these sauces and small condiments are all details. Just eat and I'll serve you."

After saying that, he started to put dishes into the shabu-shabu hotpot.

"Hahaha, it does look tempting."

Taoist Priest Wu Quanyi swallowed his saliva and continued, "It would be nice if there was another cup of iced milk tea."

"Iced milk tea?"

Pingyangzi was obviously stunned.

"Um, it's nothing. I was just saying it casually."

Speaking of this, Qinglian Taoist Priest Wu Quanyi began to miss the days in Zhongnan Mountain.

When they were eating hot pot and barbecue in Zhongnan Mountain, Wangcai would always serve them iced milk tea of ​​various flavors.

You know what, that feeling is really comfortable.

"Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, thinking about family every holiday season."

Taoist Qinglian said with emotion: "When I was in Chang'an, I was thinking about this hot pot. It was really not easy, but I finally got what I wanted."

I have to say that the taste of Shuzhong hotpot is completely different from that of Chang'an hotpot.

Taoist Qinglian Wu Quanyi only took a sip of wine and felt a familiar feeling.

"They are back. All of them are back."

Taoist Qinglian Wu Quanyi felt a long-lost feeling at this moment.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this red oil hot pot paired with this oil sauce is absolutely delicious."

"Uncle Master, you won't leave again this time, right?"

Ping Yangzi's mentality now is completely different from what it was at the beginning.

He really hopes that Taoist Qinglian Wu Quanyi can stay in Qingcheng Mountain forever.

As long as he gets guidance from Qinglian Taoist Priest Wu Quanyi, his cultivation level will surely advance by leaps and bounds in a short period of time.

No matter from which angle you look at it, this is a sure win.

"Well, I won't leave again after I come back this time. When people get older, they want to return to their roots."

Taoist Priest Wu Quanyi of Qinglian was eating hot pot with great relish, and said with great regret: "Although many old friends have passed away, there are still many familiar people here."

"After I rest for two days, I will go to Jinguan City again. There are several old friends of mine in Jinguan City."

"Well, Master Uncle is famous all over the world, so naturally there are many people who want to visit him. If you need anything, please tell me, and I will do my best to cooperate."

"Don't worry, I will let you know if I really need you. But it doesn't look like there will be any big problems at the moment."

When Taoist Qinglian Wu Quanyi arrived at Jinguan City, the most important thing he did was to set up a teleportation array between Jinguan City and Qingcheng Mountain, and to repair the teleportation array between Jinguan City and Chang'an City. In this way, he could get in touch with Chang'an at any time in case of emergency.

Taoist Priest Wu Quanyi had experienced a great war with Satan and knew very well that he had to prepare for a rainy day in order to fight against the forces of darkness.

Although they will not be under much threat in the short term, they should still prepare as much as possible in advance.

Jinguan City is too far away from Chang'an, and it would be too slow to rely solely on manpower to transmit information.

So the best option is to build a teleportation array.

Before leaving Chang'an City, Taoist Qinglian had already communicated with the mountain master. As long as he set up the teleportation array in Jinguan City, he could quickly establish contact with Chang'an.

As for the teleportation array between Qingcheng Mountain and Jinguan City, it was no problem for Qinglian Taoist Priest Wu Quanyi.

The more times like this happen, the more we need to think comprehensively.

Since Qinglian Taoist Priest Wu Quanyi wants to strive for as many opportunities as possible for Taoist disciples, he needs to pay more.

Although there is a big gap between Taoism and Confucianism now, Qinglian Taoist Priest Wu Quanyi believes that with his efforts, this gap will continue to narrow.

There is no such thing as a peaceful life. It's just that someone is carrying the burden for you.

Taoist Qinglian knew very well that he would eventually grow old, so he hoped to help his disciples to become more powerful in advance.

Especially in Qingcheng Mountain, in Sanqing Temple!

Taoist Priest Qinglian Wu Quanyi came from here, so naturally he would devote more efforts to the Taoist disciples of Sanqing Temple.

Doing good deeds without asking for reward.

At this moment, Qinglian Taoist Priest Wu Quanyi does not ask for any reward, he only hopes to burn himself and light up others in his twilight years.

The world of Da Zhou will definitely get better and better, and Taoism will also get better and better.

Taoist priest Wu Quanyi of Qinglian believed this without a doubt.

(End of this chapter)