Taoist Myth: I am the last true immortal in the world

Chapter 482: Sharing the same boat, but with different fates

Chen Yun stayed near the Chen Mansion for seven days, waiting until the burial was completed and secretly paying homage to the deceased before he prepared to leave.

Suddenly, he thought of something.

When he was in the Chuan Dao Temple in his early years, Senior Brother Ning once told him that he and Yu Luping settled in Chang'an.

This is the address of Senior Brother Chen Yunyouning’s home.

After thinking for a while, he decided to go over and visit the couple.

Ever since he experienced the death of his parents, he realized one thing.

In the days to come, the number of people you know will become fewer and fewer.

Since that's the case, and I'm in Chang'an again, I naturally want to see how my old friends are doing now.

Chen Yun came to Yuzhao Town, more than ten miles away from Chang'an City.

As the sun was about to set in the afternoon, the mist filled the air like fairy air, and a faint breeze blew, enveloping the town in a dream.

Walking on the bluestone road, Chen Yun felt as if he was walking on a natural, simple, peaceful and tranquil environment without a trace of dust.

Not far away, the stream flows quietly under the arch bridge, and the curved bridge is reflected in the water.

Smoke rises from the scattered houses on the shore.

The ancient banyan tree opened its arms and quietly watched a few elderly people sitting on the steps sipping tea and children running around or playing in the water.

It's as if time has stopped.

Even my breathing was cautious, for fear of disturbing the tranquility.

This place seems to be a long-awaited poetic home far away from the hustle and bustle.

Chen Yun put his hands behind his back and walked slowly towards the west of the town.

We are almost reaching our destination.

An elderly man in his fifties with gray hair and a half-foot long snow-white beard rushed out of the wine shop in front.

The old man held a five or six-year-old child by the hand and said kindly, "Sanwa, follow grandpa and don't run around. I'll buy you a roast chicken later."

The boy said in a baby voice, "Grandpa, I don't want to eat roast chicken, I want to eat steamed flower cake."

The old man, who was wearing silk and satin, laughed and said, "Okay, okay, I'll buy it for you."

After saying this, the old man raised his head and walked forward, holding the child's hand.

Suddenly, he saw a tall and majestic figure blocking the light of the setting sun.

The old man was stunned to see that it was a young Taoist priest.

He smiled and said, "Master, I'm sorry to block your way. I will make way for you now."

As he spoke, he pulled his grandson to the left side of the bluestone road.

Chen Yun put his hands behind his back, smiled and looked away without moving.

The old man was about to leave, but he seemed to recall something and suddenly looked at Chen Yun's face in surprise and doubt.

Chen Yun just stood there calmly, smiling and saying, "Old sir, why are you staring at me?"

The old man was surprised and said: "Master, you look like an old friend of mine, so I took a closer look at you."

"Oh?" Chen Yun asked, "Which old friend does he look like?"

The old man frowned for a long time, but finally smiled and shook his head, "I must have made a mistake. My old friend must be in his 40s or 50s now. How could he be as young as the Taoist priest?"

After saying that, he took his grandson and turned to walk eastward.

Chen Yun slowly said, "When you go down the mountain later, can you bring me some salt, honey, lard, vegetable oil, fragrant flowers, and strong liquor?"

This sentence is very confusing. This is a small town, not in the mountains.

However, the old man suddenly turned his head, his lips trembling in disbelief, and he said tremblingly: "Okay, how much does it cost?"

Chen Yun smiled and said, "30 kilograms of lard, 70 kilograms of vegetable oil, 10 kilograms of salt, one or two kilograms of honey, and as for strong liquor... 100 kilograms. As for flowers, the more the better."

Hearing this, two tears rolled down the corners of the old man's eyes.

He involuntarily let go of his grandson's hand, walked slowly to Chen Yun, and said with a choked voice: "How can I bring so many things back to you? How about this, you give me the money, and I will tell the shop owners on your behalf to have them deliver the things to you in the evening?"

Chen Yun laughed loudly, "I never thought that after thirty or forty years, you still remember the past. Brother Ning, how are you?"

I had said these words to Senior Brother Ning when we were preparing to make soap at the Mission Temple.

Senior Brother Ning was so excited that he burst into tears and stepped forward to grab Chen Yun's hand. "Senior Brother Chen, I didn't expect it was really you. I thought I had made a mistake."

Chen Yun gently patted the other person's hand and said, "I happened to be passing through Chang'an this time, so I came to see Senior Brother Ning and Senior Brother Yu. Hey, how is Senior Brother Yu these days?"

"She's fine, fine." Senior Brother Ning responded while pulling his grandson and said, "Sanwa, call someone, quickly, call Grandpa Chen."

Sanwa looked at Chen Yun with innocent curiosity, "Grandpa Chen."

Seeing that the other party was so well-behaved, Chen Yun stretched out his hand and produced a small porcelain bottle.

He handed it over and said, "Here's a delicious candy pill for you."

Senior Brother Ning's pupils suddenly dilated.

Of course he knew that the things Chen Yun took out casually were extremely precious to mortals.

He opened his mouth to decline.

Who would have thought that Sanwa had already taken it, jumping up and down happily and saying, "Thank you, Grandpa Chen."

Chen Yun reached out and touched Sanwa's head, "Haha, you're welcome."

He looked to the side and said, "Brother Ning, do you mind if I go to your house for a meal?"

"How could that be?" Senior Brother Ning wiped the tears from his face and smiled sincerely, "You and I, brothers, haven't seen each other for decades. Even if you don't want to go today, I will drag you back and have a drink together!" Chen Yun and the grandfather and grandson walked forward, "Okay, it's a good opportunity that we haven't seen each other for many years, let's not stop until we get drunk today."

"Yes, it's been so many years since we last met." Senior Brother Ning took his grandson's hand again and said with a sigh, "I have already turned gray, but Senior Brother Chen is still as charming as ever, looking just like the young man he was when he left that day."

When saying this, Senior Brother Ning's tone was truly filled with mixed emotions.

Back then, when he and Chen Yun were working at the Mission Temple, they were both young men full of vigor and vitality.

He never thought that after decades, Senior Brother Ning has reached his old age, but Chen Yun is still young, which makes him feel very sad.

……

The two walked while chatting.

We came to a mansion which was relatively more upscale than that of ordinary people.

As soon as he entered the door, Senior Brother Ning patted Sanwa's head gently and said, "Go and play by yourself."

"Oh!"

Sanwa rushed in with all his might, still shouting, "Daddy, Mommy, Grandpa Chen gave me a candy pill!"

Senior Brother Ning smiled and shook his head, then shouted inside: "Lu Ping, Lu Ping, come out quickly, call Da Lang and Er Lang out."

An old woman poked her head out from the kitchen on the east side.

She looked puzzled and asked, "Old man, who's coming... Ouch!"

Before she could finish her words, she saw Chen Yun smiling.

Yu Luping took two steps at a time and took three steps forward, just like Senior Brother Ning before, with an expression of doubt and uncertainty, "Master Taoist, who are you..."

Chen Yun bowed and said, "Brother Yu, how are you?"

Yu Luping was startled at the time, and then her eyes were filled with mist. She looked at Senior Brother Ning excitedly, "It's Senior Brother Chen! Old man, it's Senior Brother Chen!"

Senior Brother Ning laughed and said, "Look at how you look out of control. Senior Brother Chen greeted you, why don't you return the greeting?"

Yu Luping finally came to her senses and quickly suppressed her excitement. She bowed in a very standard manner and said, "Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother Chen. I'm fine. How about you, Senior Brother?"

Chen Yun looked at her and said, "I'm fine, and Siyan is fine too."

Yu Luping raised her head and said in surprise: "Junior Brother Wang is with you?"

Senior Brother Ning also looked curious.

Chen Yun nodded slightly and said, "I guess so, but we haven't gotten married yet."

"Good! Good! Good!" Yu Luping called out three good words in a row, "As long as you are good, that's all."

She looked towards Senior Brother Ning and said, "Old man, please quickly invite Senior Brother Chen to the guest hall. I will ask Dalang and Erlang to come and greet Senior Brother Chen."

"Hey." Senior Brother Ning responded, pointed inside and said, "Senior Brother Chen, shall we go to the guest hall?"

Chen Yundao: "Okay."

The two of them continued walking forward.

Yu Luping's voice came from behind, "Da Lang, Er Lang, bring your wives and children out quickly."

Chen Yun smiled and shook his head, "Senior Brother Yu's temper is still the same as before."

"That's right. She's very impatient. Sometimes when I have a disagreement with her, she'll reach out and hit me. What a shrew."

Senior Brother Ning said this, but he couldn't stop smiling.

It can be seen that he is enjoying his current life.

After he finished speaking, he tilted his head and asked with concern, "Hey, Senior Brother Chen, how did you get through all these years? Your appearance hasn't changed at all?"

Chen Yun said softly: "Half of the time is spent in cultivation, and the other half is spent running around for cultivation."

Senior Brother Ning showed curiosity, "Don't blame me for being curious. You have been young for decades, what realm have you reached?"

Chen Yun said: "I became an immortal by luck."

"What?" Senior Brother Ning suddenly stopped walking, his expression suddenly became full of awe, and his tone became much more respectful, "You... became an immortal?"

Seeing the other party's reserved look, Chen Yun smiled and said jokingly, "You and I are brothers, today we are just reminiscing about the past, not talking about anything else."

Senior Brother Ning was about to kneel down, but when he heard these words, he quickly stood up straight.

He knew that Chen Yun said this today because of their past friendship.

If he really knelt down, the friendship would be gone.

Despite this, Senior Brother Ning's tone was no longer as casual as before.

He smiled slightly and said, "Okay, okay, today we brothers will just reminisce about the past and not talk about anything else."

The two chatted for a while and then came to the living room.

Senior Brother Ning invited Chen Yun to the seat of honor and served him tea and water.

Finally, he sat aside and sighed, "Thinking back to the time when we had more than a dozen long-term workers in the Taoist Temple, only Senior Brother Chen became a disciple of the founder. Unfortunately, we don't have the fate of becoming immortals, and we can't become as extraordinary and holy as Senior Brother."

Chen Yun was also deeply moved when he heard these words.

Looking at Senior Brother Ning’s current appearance.

He couldn't help but have an illusion.

If I had not succeeded in becoming a disciple of my master and cultivating the Tao, perhaps I would be similar to Senior Brother Ning now, buying a pot of wine in the evening, holding my grandson's hand, and returning home to a warm bed with my wife and children.

The opportunities in life are truly amazing. We are in the same boat, but have different destinies.

(End of this chapter)