Pure Yang!

Chapter 3: Ordinary Ephemera, Seventy-third Generation

The section from Nanxuan Palace to Jinding is all mountain roads and can only be reached on foot.

"Now I finally understand...why...why a movie was made about "The Taoist Goes Down the Mountain"..."

Zhang Fan was leaning on a trekking pole, breathing heavily, his clothes already soaked with sweat.

"Why...why?" Li Yishan asked mechanically.

"Taoist priest... it's not easy to go down the mountain..." Zhang Fan looked up at the endless stairs and felt dizzy.

"Are you still sad now?" Li Yishan asked.

"Now I finally understand why I'm in such a bad mood... I'm going to make a pilgrimage to the mountain..."

"why?"

"The brain is lacking oxygen. Who has the time to think about those annoying things?" Zhang Fan bent over, unable to support himself any longer.

"It is indeed a famous Taoist mountain. I have already gained enlightenment before I even reach the top."

At this moment, Li Yishan suddenly stopped and looked towards the top of the mountain, his face full of enlightenment.

"What have you realized?" Zhang Fan breathed heavily, raised his head, and looked up at Li Yishan's suddenly tall figure.

"Do you still remember the girl in our department who was raised by her grandfather?" Li Yishan asked back.

"Raised by grandpa? Who? What does that mean?"

"..."

"Oh...Classmate Xiong Zhenxiao, what's wrong?" A consistent figure appeared in Zhang Fan's mind.

"Last month, when she returned to school, she brought a very delicate and beautiful brooch... We had already graduated, so I wanted to compliment her... so I casually said, "Your brooch is nice..."

"Who knew that she slapped me without saying a word..." Li Yishan touched his face, and it seemed that he still felt hot.

"I will never understand why you slapped me..."

At this point, Li Yishan turned around and said with some joy: "Just now, I suddenly realized...it turns out that she..."

"You better climb up quickly... Do I need to figure out something like this?!" Zhang Fan took a deep breath and started the final sprint with the help of his trekking pole.

"Wait... wait for me... what are you playing with your life for..." Li Yishan panted and shouted behind him.

Three and a half hours later, the two men were exhausted as dogs, but they finally reached the Golden Summit of Zhenwu Mountain.

"Let's check in first. I put a lot of thought into getting this room." Li Yishan said, panting.

You can stay overnight on Zhenwu Mountain, but most people can only stay in the homestays at the Nanxuan Palace distribution center. There is only one hotel on the Golden Summit. After five o'clock, tourists can only take the cable car down the mountain.

"When the place is cleared, we will book the place for ourselves."

As he spoke, Li Yishan followed the map and came to the only hotel on the Golden Summit, the Yingbin Building.

Just a standard room for two people costs 1800 per night.

"Check in."

Arriving at the front desk, Zhang Fan and Li Yishan took out their ID cards and placed them on the table.

"Didn't you say that no outsiders are allowed in?"

At this moment, a cold voice came from behind.

Zhang Fan turned around and saw a young man walking towards him. He looked to be about the same age as him, tall and thin, wearing sportswear, with a look of boredom in his eyes.

"What do you mean by outsiders? We have booked a room." Li Yishan became unhappy when he heard that.

"Mr. Qian, these two had booked the room before you guys booked the whole thing, so we can't..."

The manager at the front desk rubbed his hands, looked fawning, and apologized.

"Okay, let them check in, and don't let anyone else in."

At this time, a young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses came over. He was in a suit, and although he was well-mannered, he looked very strange. "Brother..." The young man in sportswear glared at Zhang Fan and Li Yishan, and wanted to speak.

"Okay, why bother with these ordinary people?" The man in gold-rimmed glasses raised his hand and gestured.

"Who is an ordinary person? Is it so great to be rich? Just because you have money you can do whatever you want?" Li Yishan could no longer suppress his anger.

"Sorry, you can really do whatever you want with money."

The man in the gold-rimmed glasses pushed his glasses, said something casually, and without even looking at Zhang Fan and the other man, turned around and left.

"Let's burn some incense."

The young man in sportswear sneered and whispered, put his hands in his pockets, and slowly followed the man in gold-rimmed glasses.

"Manager, who are these two people? Their tone is worse than athlete's foot." Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask as he watched the two people walking away.

"Keep your voice down, big client. They have booked all our rooms, but no one is coming to stay here... It's weird." The manager lowered his voice.

"Show off." Li Yishan spat.

"You two, your room is at 2013, on the left..."

The manager raised his hand and pointed the direction for Zhang Fan and Li Yishan.

……

At this moment, in room 3027.

"Brother, you were too polite just now..." As soon as Qian Shaokun entered the room, he took off his sportswear, revealing his strong muscular body, and lay directly on the bed.

"Mortals are like mayflies, born in the morning and dying in the evening, not knowing the seasons... Why do you bother with them?"

Qian Shengwu spoke softly, he took off his glasses and faced the mirror. In the mirror, his eyeballs suddenly moved like a worm crawling, and then returned to normal in an instant.

"Don't forget the purpose of our trip."

"Brother, what's going on at Zhenwu Mountain? For such a big event as the Jade Certificate, they didn't even invite anyone to watch the ceremony?"

Qian Shaokun lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling with a puzzled look.

The Jade Certificate of Ordination is of great importance. It is the inheritance of the Taoist lineage and also the proof of subduing demons and monsters. It is related to the rise and fall, honor and disgrace of this lineage.

Such important events concerning the family's inheritance must always be announced to the world, and experts from all sides must be invited to witness the ceremony.

But this time...there was no sound coming out of Zhenwu Mountain. It was even very quiet and stealthy...

"Because this time is different from the past." Qian Shengwu said lightly.

"Different from before? Is there anything different?" Qian Shaokun looked puzzled.

"Zhenwu Mountain is one of the ten famous Taoist mountains in the world. Zhenwu became a Taoist here and left a passage of verses, predicting the inheritance of the mountain's Dharma lineage..."

Qian Shengwu sat down slowly, picked up the white porcelain teapot, and made a cup of tea. Steam rose and the fragrance of tea filled the air.

"What verse?" Qian Shaokun straightened up and asked curiously.

Qian Shengwu rolled his eyes, put down the teacup in his hand, and spoke in a low voice.

"It will never end, it will never be annihilated, there will be a rest after seventy-three generations..."

“Is there a break for the seventy-third generation?!” Qian Shaokun chewed over this sentence, looking thoughtful.

“To be exact, Zhenwu Mountain has been passed down for seventy-three generations.” Qian Shengwu’s eyes narrowed slightly as he spoke calmly.

"You mean..."

"Zhenwu Mountain...will this generation be cut off from the roots?!"

A surprised voice suddenly arose in the room, and a look of suspicion gradually spread across Qian Shaokun's face.

(End of this chapter)