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Chapter 804: Snowstorm destroyed the temple, and enlightenment came in one day

When Yu Chen went down the mountain, Shitou and Li Yuanqing were not there.

So he walked down the mountain alone without disturbing anyone.

It was morning, and heavy snow was falling. The vast capital was covered in silver.

But despite the severe cold, it was also lively.

Vegetable farmers pulled carts loaded with radishes, potatoes, yams and turnips; the couple in the bun shop was busy putting the buns they had wrapped overnight into the steamer, lighting the fire and boiling them, steaming hot; it was still early, and the night incense man drove by with the last cart of grains; occasionally, you could see soldiers going to the capital passing by with weapons slung across their shoulders...

Yu Chen walked in the snow, taking in all the happenings in the world.

Still confused.

So he continued walking.

I saw craftsmen setting up stalls to paint sugar figurines, jugglers breaking rocks with their chests, and storytellers setting up tables and chairs under the overpass with white breath...

Scenes flashed before Yu Chen's eyes like a kaleidoscope.

He still doesn't understand.

What is Tao.

So he continued walking.

From the inner city to the outer city, from the outer city to the outside of the city, from early morning to noon, from noon to dusk...

There is no planned route, we just go wherever we want.

After leaving the city, Yu Chen walked to a mountain village and saw a sturdy man carrying a bow and arrow, dragging a roe deer home; he saw an old man fishing, digging a hole in the ice, holding his breath; he saw a cowherd driving his cattle down the mountain...

The various aspects of human life are all pleasing to the eye.

He seemed to have grasped something in his heart.

But it seemed as if there was a veil between him and true enlightenment, and he could neither see clearly nor thoroughly.

In this state of ignorance, he stopped the burly man who was coming down the mountain to hunt, and asked, as if in a dream or awake, "What is Tao?"

The burly man was stunned, smiled foolishly, and said that he was just an ordinary man, had never been to school, and did not understand anything called "Tao".

But after thinking about it, he said that he had been hunting for decades and used the money to support his wife and children at home. If Yu Chen wanted to learn archery and hunting, he could teach him.

After hearing this, Yu Chen suddenly felt that the layer of mist covering his eyes had become thinner.

The "truth" behind the veil seems to be within reach.

But, it's not enough.

So, say goodbye to the man and move on.

Before we knew it, it was already late at night and we arrived at a dilapidated mountain temple.

I saw a blazing fire and crackling sounds inside.

He walked in unknowingly.

I saw an old Taoist sitting cross-legged next to a fire, roasting some meat on the fire.

The fire was blazing, but its high temperature did not spread; it was not ordinary fire; the flesh was glowing and fragrant; it was not ordinary either.

The old Taoist was wearing a thick, solemn black Taoist robe. There was an emblem of a long sword embroidered on the chest, which looked extremely precious.

The old Taoist looked to be about sixty years old, with white hair, a youthful face and deep eyes. It was obvious at first glance that he was not an ordinary person.

But at the same time, the old Taoist was covered in dust, his face was pale, his breath was weak, and he was exhausted, obviously after a long journey.

The moment he appeared, the old Taoist's expression froze and his eyes narrowed.

He was slightly relieved when he found out that Yu Chen seemed to be just an unintentional intruder and not the person he had imagined.

But Yu Chen didn't pay attention to these, he just sat down like an idiot, sitting beside the fire, staring at the crackling, blazing fire, his eyes blank.

The old Taoist also looked at him, frowning, with a strange look in his eyes.

Logically speaking, the old Taoist knew that he was not safe at the moment and should be wary of anything unfamiliar.

But for some reason, when he saw this young man, he felt an inexplicable sense of trust, as if the other party would never harm him.

"Young friend?" The old Taoist frowned and called out.

But Yu Chen seemed to have heard nothing, turning a deaf ear to everything, and just murmured: "What is the Tao... What is the Tao... What is the Tao..."

As he was speaking, he suddenly looked at the old Taoist and said, "Fellow Taoist, can you tell me what Tao is?"

The old Taoist was stunned, then realized that the other party seemed to be in the process of enlightenment?
It is said that the path of cultivation for Qigong practitioners is often confusing. Whenever this happens, they would read books and walk, observe the mundane world, and see all kinds of life in order to seek enlightenment.

——When the old Taoist thought so, he became more certain that this person should not be the "pursuer" sent by those guys.

If they were really pursuers, they would have attacked me the moment they discovered me. There was no need to act crazy and stupid like this.

While he was thinking, he suddenly saw the young man, in a daze, pick up a piece of roasted meat on the fire and eat it with big mouthfuls. While eating, he was talking to himself, "What is Tao... What is Tao..."

The old Taoist looked at him, and it was as if he saw himself many years ago - he was about to make a breakthrough, but was also so confused. He traveled to many mountains and rivers, but still had no clue. Finally, he came to a mortal Taoist temple and met a mortal Taoist priest who cultivated his mind but not practiced Buddhism. It was only after the priest’s words that he had an epiphany.

"At that time, at that moment, it is just like that time." The old Taoist felt the injuries all over his body, exhausted, and smiled bitterly: "Forget it, now the old man is running out of energy, and I don't know if I can reach Shangjing. Before leaving, I will also make a good relationship."

So the old Taoist followed Yu Chen's words and added: "Below your knees and feet is the Tao."

Yu Chen’s eyes widened.

"Between the knees and feet... is the Tao?" He murmured again, his eyes seemed to understand something, but he couldn't understand it completely, so he asked again: "What does this mean?"

At this time, outside the dilapidated temple, the old man who had been fishing all day walked by with a lantern in his hand, singing as he walked, "A fishing rod, a line, a fish basket for a day. People laugh at me for being too crazy, but I laugh at people for not seeing through me..."

The old Taoist took the opportunity to elaborate on the topic and said, "This is the Tao."

Yu Chen was stunned and his whole body stiffened.

The old Taoist said, "As a mortal, he is already sixty years old in the eyes of the world and should have enjoyed his old age, but he sat on the ice with a fishing rod and a basket, guarding it all day long. He loves fishing, enjoys the joy of fishing, and is willing to give his all for it. This is the Tao. The old farmer in the vegetable field, through the cold and hot seasons, faces the loess and back to the sky, working tirelessly, just to have meat on the table and feed his family. This is the Tao.

The Taoist temple masters spit out clouds in the morning and bathe in the moonlight in the evening. They keep their hearts pure and desires few, cultivate their bodies and train their minds. This is the Tao.

Monks in temples perform morning and evening exercises, chant Buddhist scriptures, abide by precepts, and save all living beings. This is the Tao.

The Imperial Guards travel thousands of miles, slaying demons and monsters, suppressing evildoers and killing wicked people, and never regretting their actions even in death. This is the Tao.

On the battlefield outside the domain, countless passionate children sacrificed their lives to build a long wall of flesh and blood... This is also the Tao."

After a pause, he stared straight at Yu Chen and took a deep breath: "——My friend, all living beings have walked along the way. Wherever they step, wherever their hearts go, whatever they carry on their shoulders is the Tao."

At that moment, as the old Taoist's words came out one by one, one syllable at a time, falling into Yu Chen's ears, it was like a thunderous explosion!
Rumble!
It's like an epiphany!
"As we walk along the way, where our feet step, where our hearts go, what we carry on our shoulders... is that the Tao?"

He muttered to himself.

The veil of mist in front of my eyes disappeared.

Everything behind the gauze mist suddenly became clear and presented clearly in front of Yu Chen.

What your heart desires and what your shoulders and back bear is the way.

What about the Five Elements Escape, Mastering the Five Thunders, Drawing a Prison on the Ground, the Immortal Killing Sword Formation, the Six Paths of Reincarnation... They are all means, not Yu Chen's "Tao".

His way has always been there, under his feet.

After obtaining the Sutra of Saving People, Yu Chen left the humble Qingfeng Mausoleum and embarked on his own journey.

——Revive the souls of the dead, kill people, save the dying and the wounded, slay demons and eliminate monsters, from Weishui to Jinling, from Jinling to Daxia, from Daxia to Shangjing...travel thousands of miles and travel all over the mountains and rivers.

The path he has walked is his way.

But what has he been doing?
Save people?

kill?
Kill the demon?

To slay demons?

Confer titles on ghosts and gods?

Restoration cycle?

Reopening Hell?

Reincarnation?
……

These are all his ways, but not all of them are his ways.

His way is what he has always done.

——In charge of governing the underworld and controlling the underworld.

There are yin and yang in the world, neither of which can be missing. If there is great order in the world of the living, the underworld also needs to be governed.

Be it to save the dead or reopen the underworld, what his heart desires, what his knees and feet carry, and what his shoulders and back bear, are all about controlling the netherworld.

Make good and evil be rewarded, make reincarnation have its own rules, make heaven and earth circulate, and make yin and yang work together.

This is his way.

At that moment, Yu Chen's eyes were shining brightly.

An extremely majestic and towering shadow, with him as the center, flashed by in this world.

The "Da Yan" of Tao, field construction!

But it was only for a moment, like a flash in the pan, and then it instantly retracted into his body.

Deeply buried.

At that moment, the old Taoist's whole body was as stiff as iron, and his face was filled with inexplicable horror!

As someone who had been through this, he could certainly see that the young man in front of him had broken through the realm of Heavenly Venerate and built a field.

Even his own realm flashed by and was seen by himself.

But because of this, he was... panicked!
Just now, he seemed to have seen an extremely magnificent and terrifying scroll!

There are vast and turbid rivers, terrifying palaces with hideous shadows, vast and gloomy ghost towns, terrifying forbidden areas with seas of fire and mountains of knives, and terrifying ghosts with green faces and fangs...

Any one of those things made him feel... suffocated.

Trembling all over!

At the same time, in the underworld.

Above the Yellow Springs, in the Ghost Palace, in Hell and beyond, around the cycle of reincarnation… countless ghosts, gods, and ghost officials all looked up at the same time, their eyes revealing… confusion.

At a certain moment just now, they seemed to feel that part of their strength was drawn away by an inexplicable will and descended to a place outside the underworld.

That place is called...the world of the living.

In the great era of Eastern Wildness, the temple was destroyed by wind and snow. One day, he attained enlightenment and was promoted to the Heavenly Venerable!

Yu Chen opened his eyes, the confusion gone.

He looked at the old Taoist in front of him, took a deep breath, bowed respectfully, and saluted.

"——Thank you, fellow Daoist, for clearing up my confusion!"

The old Taoist was still thinking about the terrifying scene just now. He took a quick glance and waved his hands blankly: "It's just a piece of cake..."

Then, he heard Yu Chen say: "Daoyou helped me to reach the sky, this is a great favor, I must repay it, now it is my turn to help you."

The old Taoist was stunned.

——You know who I am? Where do I come from? Where am I going? So you want to help me?
(End of this chapter)