From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 348 I don’t know where the clouds are

Thinking of this, no matter how confident Wang Shuhuan was, he had to face reality.

Nowadays, Chinese people have gradually understood the qualifications for cultivating immortals. If he had not been affected by the "Five Degenerations of Heaven and Man" before, he would have been confident that with his talent, there would be no problem.

Under the Five Decays of Heaven and Man, all his golden fingers disappeared completely, leaving only a bottle cap-sized amount of real water left, which had almost lost its spirituality.

Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, that is a fairy tale. Now the young man seems to be left with only poverty.

Wang Shuhuan slowly clenched his fists.

Chen Li did not respond to Wang Shuhuan, nor did she know how to comfort him.

Some things have no answers. Standing at the crossroads of the times, no one is not confused.

"So, you still want to apply for Baiyun Taoist Academy?"

Wang Shuhuan lowered his head, thinking of the girl who looked at him with a condescending expression, and said in an inaudible voice: "I don't know."

After a long while, as if he had thought of something, Wang Shuhuan turned around and looked at Chen Li in confusion: "What about you? Which Taoist temple do you want to apply to?"

As they looked at each other, Chen Li looked at Wang Shuhuan's bloodshot eyes. Her gaze suddenly dodged for a moment, and the temperature on her face suddenly rose.

The cicadas in May are chirping like crazy, and there is no coolness in the wind this summer.

Chen Li finally spoke, looking around and changing the subject: "Where's Wang Xianghong? I haven't seen him for a long time?"

Wang Shuhuan didn't notice anything unusual: "He? Ever since he knew that there were certain academic requirements for admission to the Taoist Academy, he has been studying in seclusion, doing exercises every day."

At present, the media predicts that the admission score line for the Taoist Academy should be around 30 points above the undergraduate line.

This is the reality. If your cultural level is too low, you won't be able to understand a cultivation manual even if you are given one, because it's basically all written in classical Chinese.

The two chatted idly about the international situation, future development, and comparing information from various Taoist temples.

However, Chen Li gradually realized that Wang Shuhuan no longer had any confidence in Baiyun Taoist Temple.

Realizing this, Chen Li suddenly felt relieved for some reason.

The lunch break was not over yet, and the two returned to the classroom from a distance. From afar, they could hear a lively noise coming from inside the classroom.

It's not just one classroom, but the entire teaching building, all the classrooms.

First, second, third year of high school, repeater classes, the school that should have been taking a quiet nap was like a pot of boiling oil.

"The promotional video for Baiyun Mountain is out!"

"Fuck, it's finally out. I've been holding it in until now, and the college entrance exam is almost here!"

"All of you, get out of the way. That's my future alma mater. Let me see it first!"

"Fuck you, you son of a bitch, get out of the way of the screen!"

Chen Li and Wang Shuhuan looked at each other and quickly ran back to the classroom.

In order to get the highest image quality, a classmate donated his B station membership. A group of students gathered under the projected screen podium, looking curious and serious.

Even with a little bit of piety.

"Are you done yet? Otherwise I'll go to another class to watch!"

"The class across the street has been let out, why aren't you ready yet?"

Amid the noise, the students above were busy logging into their membership and pressing the play button with sweaty palms.

The initial picture is very quiet, very dark, and the picture keeps shaking.
Slowly, a little light and shadow appeared on the screen, as if it was a bird's-eye view. A boy dressed in modern clothes, not handsome, just tall, was seen in the crowd.

The plot is very simple, so simple that there are no subtitles or dialogues, only the soundtrack that changes as the scenes progress, but everyone understands it. A boy got lost in the mountains and disappeared for two days, and was later rescued.
After he woke up, he tried his best to say that he was guided down the mountain by a fairy in white under a big banyan tree.

No one believed him. Everyone said he was just crazy and that it was impossible.

The boy didn't believe it, and persisted in going in and out of the clouds in the mountains again and again, exhausted and covered in mud.

He went in and out several times, but still could not see the white-robed immortal or the big banyan tree with thick shade.
What seems impossible is impossible after all.

His clothes were torn and covered in mud, and his heels were scraped and bloody.

He slowly grew from a teenager to a middle-aged man, and then to a dying man.
The pressure of the world, the expectations of his parents, the tuition fees of his children, the urging of his superiors, the daily necessities of life, gradually made him go into the mountains less and less often.

But he never gave up going into the mountains, even though he returned disappointed every time.
He never mentioned the mountain and the people in his dream to anyone again.

I don’t know how long it took, but the high-spirited and persistent young man slowly turned into a white-haired old man with a hunched back.

Everyone was silent beneath the projection screen, and the whole world seemed to have quieted down again.

In the silence, there was only the rustling sound of the video playing on the screen.

Wang Shuhuan's eyes suddenly became blurry.
He seemed to see himself.

He had also seen immortals and had come into contact with that world.
Is this old man’s ending my ending?

If I had not entered the Taoist temple, would I still be busy with daily necessities?

I seemed to be dreaming, a dream from which I had already woken up.

Wang Shuhuan suddenly felt extremely depressed.

The video is still continuing on the projection screen.

On a whim, the old man, leaning on a cane and supported by his grandchildren, finally climbed up the mountain again.

The fog in the mountain was still thick, so he walked slowly until he reached the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain there is a wooden stake left over from long ago.

The old man knew that this was his last time going up the mountain, a mountain he had missed all his life.

He seemed to slowly come to believe that he had just had a dream that day.

I saw a mountain in my dream, but when I woke up, the mountain was gone.

The old man's eyesight was blurry. With the help of his grandchildren, he stood up and prepared to go down the mountain.

However, at the moment he turned around, the wooden stake behind him suddenly sprouted new buds, and in an instant it grew into a towering tree with thick shade covering the ground.

Amidst the clouds and mist, a female fairy in white actually appeared.

As if in a dream, the fairy reached out her hand to him, and the old man, with tears streaming down his face, also reached out his hand.

His hair began to turn black, his hunched body gradually became upright, and his cloudy eyes gradually became clear.

His body slowly began to change into a set of green Taoist robes. In the eyes of his grandchildren who were incredulous, he entered the Cloud Recesses with the fairy in white...

End of promotional video.

The world became quiet again. Every student in the classroom seemed to have something brewing in their hearts, but they couldn't say anything.

The video ends with a voice-over, which is also the only line of dialogue.

"The way lies within oneself, the law lies in nature. In this chaotic era, I hope you will stick to your original aspirations and not panic in the world..."

(End of this chapter)