I became an immortal in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 141 Emperor Xuanzong sent people to remove the talisman.
The servants in the courtyard swarmed forward, all crowding around to look at the characters, discussing them endlessly and speaking with great authority. The Taoist priest was gradually pushed out.

"What does it say on it?"

"I don't recognize it."

"These characters were formed from snow; they must not be from the mortal realm!"

The steward quickly took two steps, picked up the magic paper, and carefully presented it to the master and his wife for them to see.

Pei opened his eyes wide and looked closely.

The characters were blown by a gust of wind and snow, drifting and ethereal. They were not the characters they usually wrote, nor did they resemble the talismans or incantations of Taoism or Buddhism.

The couple held the paper and examined it for a while.

I didn't understand what was written at all.

As they were pondering, they heard a voice.

The Taoist priest snapped out of his daze, took the money pouch given to him by the Pei family from his waist the day before, and held it heavily in his hand. It was worth several dozen strings of cash, enough for the people of the county to live on for seven or eight years. Cultivation required a lot of effort, so it would last for a long time.

The Taoist priest glanced at the money pouch.

He handed it back with both hands.

He spoke to Pei Zehe's wife:
"Since a master has already exorcised the ghost, I suppose you two have no need for my talisman. Receiving gold and silver in vain makes one uneasy."

"Now I am returning it, please accept it, sir."

The Pei family is a local gentry family in Yanzhou and does not lack these tens of strings of gold and silver. Moreover, the Taoist priest is a virtuous man who was summoned by the emperor to treat Prince Qi. The Pei family would not accept him.

Pei declined.

"This money must never be returned!"

"The Taoist priest also traveled all night and was exhausted."

"If I were to take it back today, what would the people of Yanzhou think of my Pei family?"

In the light snow, the Taoist priest's face, red from the cold, showed a hint of shame.

Even a true immortal master can only choose one silver ingot from among countless treasures. He witnessed a miraculous magical encounter yesterday, and the Xie Pei family is too busy trying to accept it.

The two declined for a while.

Beside her, the lady looked at the paper for a long time and then asked the Taoist priest for advice.

"Master Qiu, what is written on this? We mortals can't quite understand it. May we ask you for some guidance?"

The Taoist priest respectfully accepted it and examined it carefully.

It was indeed that person.

Or perhaps, that immortal.

He copied this style of calligraphy thousands of times.

The Taoist priest had also wondered why this book was not written with pen and ink, and what kind of Taoist method it was. Now he had witnessed it with his own eyes.

Only then did I realize that it was written amidst a blizzard.

He remarked with emotion:

"This is an extremely profound Taoist technique. It is a blessing for me and all of you to witness it today. Madam Pei, please keep it safe... It is truly a fortunate encounter."

As for what's written above...

The Taoist priest frankly admitted, "Am I not just a mortal with mortal eyes?"

The people in the courtyard were buzzing with discussion. The servants of the Pei family hadn't expected that even Master Qiu couldn't see through it. For a moment, they were saying all sorts of things, and some even took the opportunity to congratulate their master, saying that they might never be bothered by ghosts again.

Pei looked in the direction the immortals had left.

The wind was high and the snow was far away; they could no longer be seen.

As he was looking at it, the Taoist priest pressed the money bag into his hand, but eventually returned it.

The Taoist priest's tone was unusually hesitant; he apologized.

"Young Master Pei's health can be gradually improved through recuperation. I can also start refining elixirs to replenish his lost energy and spirit. It's just that I don't know..."

"May I copy a few lines from this paper?"

"Of course!"

Pei then brought up the matter of the gold and silver used to make the elixir, but the Taoist priest was adamant and refused to accept it.

The Pei family invited the Taoist priest to rest, but he declined. It wasn't until mid-afternoon that the Taoist priest finished copying the words on the paper many times, and, satisfied, he returned to the Stone Goddess Temple for the time being.

Last night, he was hastily invited to the Pei family's residence, where he was not settled in many places and did not know if his seat had been taken.

Thinking this, the Taoist got off the Pei family's carriage and stepped onto the snowy road.

Suddenly, they heard a cacophony of voices and footsteps coming from afar, a noisy and unsettling sound.

As the Taoist priest approached, he saw a large crowd gathered in the distance. In front of the Stone Goddess Temple, there was a young official in a red robe and a nobleman in plain clothes, the two accompanied by numerous minor officials and guards.

The woman in Jin clothing he knew, Shanren, stood outside watching.

The Taoist priest's heart skipped a beat.

He walked over quickly and asked the two in a low voice.

"What happened?"

The woman looked at the official surrounded by his guards and whispered, "They want to take the official document."

The Taoist priest was taken aback.

This calligraphy was written by a celestial master, and the wondrous teachings left on this wall are not only the karmic connection of the stone spirits in the temple, but also the karmic connection of them, and indeed all those who study Taoism throughout the world.

Which high-ranking official is so domineering, wanting to collect it for private use?

The Taoist priest asked:
"Which one in the court is it?"

They were "virtuous men" summoned by the sage, and they barely had any face left in front of the officials. If the officials insisted on taking them away, they could shamelessly go to the palace and speak to the sage and Prince Qi.

The woman looked at the nobleman in brocade robes and said in a low voice.

"That is a palace eunuch."

The hermit nodded.

If a sage wants to take it, to whom can one tell him?

The Taoist priest remained silent.

Only then did he understand why the two remained silent, standing there observing. The Taoist priest was also speechless, standing with the mountain woman.

But he remembered last night, when he stood guard at the door, waiting all night in the snow.

At that time, I felt the joy of seeing the Great Dao.

Just one day apart.

now……

The three men, with their hands tucked into their sleeves, quietly watched the red-robed official and the palace eunuch lead the group through a simple sacrificial ceremony, where wine was sprinkled in front of the temple.

Subsequently.

Under the instruction of the palace eunuch, the young official, dressed in a red official robe and exuding an air of authority, stood in front of the earthen wall, ready to peel off the flimsy piece of paper.

The paper looked thin and light, but it was difficult to peel off.

Zheng Yi had just been promoted to the fifth rank and was unwilling to do bad work, so he used his strength cautiously.

But the paper remained firmly pressed against the wall, unmoved.

There was a stalemate for a moment.

Zheng Yi finally turned around helplessly and whispered to Gao Lishi.

"It can't be peeled off..."

Gao Lishi frowned, glanced at Zheng Yi, and, out of consideration for the other party's father-in-law, spoke in a relatively gentle tone: "But is the paste applied too thickly?"

Zheng Yi could not answer.

Gao Lishi simply stepped forward, pushed Zheng Yi aside, and took matters into his own hands.

In an instant, the murmurs of the surrounding officials, guards, Taoist priests, hermits, women, and pilgrims all subsided. In the past few days, they had all received the blessings of this Taoist decree—

The pancake vendor made several extra strings of cash because of it.

Some pilgrims had their wishes fulfilled.

Those who seek the Way have seen the Way.

In the distance, there was an inconspicuous dark green stone that bounced on the ground, secretly anxious, observing from behind the temple.

Gao Lishi thought to himself that Zheng Yi was indeed naive.

You can easily peel it off by following the uneven spots on the earthen wall, right?
Gao Lishi reached out and picked up the paper. It was clean, untouched by wind and snow, and free of dust. There might actually be something special about it.

Just as the two were exerting their strength.

Suddenly a cold wind blew by, knocking Gao Lishi, the newly promoted Zheng Yi, and the surrounding guards and minor officials to the ground.

The officials fell into a heap.

The wind blows silently.

The paper on the wall remained untouched, the writing still clear and as mysterious as ever.

【Ask for monthly ticket】

(End of this chapter)