I became an immortal in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 200 Disregarding the seasons
Li Bai sized up the man named Li Xuan before him. The man was handsome and had a free-spirited demeanor. Li Bai did not practice Taoism and could not discern any connection between this man and Yunmeng Mountain.

So I just asked.

"Have you met any disciples from Yunmeng Mountain?"

Li Xuan was startled and looked up to ask, "Taibai actually knows about Yunmeng Mountain?"

Seeing his expression, Li Bai pondered for a moment. He glanced casually at Yuan Danqiu and the Old Deer Mountain God, and then said, "We have been to Yunmeng Mountain."

Li Xuan quickly asked for advice.

Is Yunmeng Mountain a celestial abode? I wonder where it is located?

Li Bai put down his book.

"It's only a couple hundred miles from Luoyang, and the old site of Chaoge is at the foot of the mountain. Legend has it that Guiguzi once lived in seclusion on the mountain. We'll go visit him with you, sir."

Li Xuan never expected that he would have such an opportunity.

Not only did they encounter a highly accomplished immortal, but they also learned the location of Yunmeng Mountain. These two things alone were a great gain.

"Do any of you immortals from Yunmeng Mountain have a past relationship?"

Li Bai smiled.

Yuan Danqiu glanced at him. He then quietly went to ask the old deer mountain god beside him and whispered to him.

Li Bai felt a sense of wonder.

Upon seeing how the people of Yunmeng Mountain addressed him as "senior," he was reminded by the question posed by the man before him that Yunmeng Mountain was also considered by outsiders to be a celestial abode, unfathomable and mysterious.

He pondered for a moment.

Thinking to myself:
"Back then, you and several acquaintances from Yunmeng Mountain became friends in Luoyang. Later, Qingyunzi invited us to visit the mountain, so we went anyway, heard some stories, and witnessed the sea of ​​clouds at the summit..."

"In that case, it can be considered that there is a past connection."

Li Xuan, whose figure was indistinct, listened.

Looking at the young man speaking before him, he saw no reverence for the immortal mountain cave or any awe of the immortal path; rather, he seemed to be chatting and laughing with a friend.

Li Bai continued.

"However, even if you go to Yunmeng Mountain, you may not be able to see the cultivators on the mountain."

"The mountain is covered by a barrier all year round and is not exposed to the human world. However, since you can already leave your body, you must have learned Taoist magic. Maybe you can do it too."

Yuan Danqiu sat beside him.

He consulted the Old Deer Mountain God and listened to Taibai boast for a while, and roughly knew what the Yin God was asking.

Yuan Danqiu looked at the stone and said, seemingly casually.

"It's not just that there's an old relationship."

"The people of Yunmeng Mountain, not to mention the younger disciples, even Qingyunzi, still have to call you 'senior'!"

Li Xuan was greatly shocked.

Even the immortals of Yunmeng Mountain have to address each other as "senior"?
What kind of spiritual practice is that?

He glanced at the man in blue again. The man was playing with a cat and sitting cross-legged on the grass reading. The afternoon sunlight of spring shone on the man and the cat, gilding them with a golden edge.

He doesn't look very old.

He's very young, only in his early twenties.

Curious, he asked Li Bai, "How many years has the immortal cultivated his Dao?"

Li Bai remained silent.

"Knowing too much is actually not helpful for spiritual practice."

Li Xuan once read in "Yunmeng Yanqi" that a Taoist priest named Huaizhen said that a person who has truly cultivated and attained the Tao does not care about the seasons and weather. Even after decades or hundreds of years, his appearance and aura remain unchanged.

Despite witnessing the world and the annals of history, one's original heart remains pure.

Li Xuan glanced at the man in blue casually, and a feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

Maybe... that's who he is.

Li Bai was very interested in his ability to travel the world in his mind, and pulled him aside to ask him in detail.

Li Xuan sighed.

"The book says that the Yin spirit leaves the body. I have been cultivating for many years and have only recently succeeded. This is only my first attempt, and I only have seven days to go. If I cannot find an immortal, I will have to wait ten years."

"Can it only be used once every ten years?" Li Bai asked.

"That's right."

"I had my apprentice guard my body and specially chose a secluded cave to avoid being disturbed and damaging my body, otherwise it would be terrible."

Seeing that the others didn't quite understand, Li Xuan explained.

"When the spirit leaves the body, the body is no different from that of a dead person, without any knowledge or feeling. My cultivation is not high, and I can only maintain it for seven days by relying on the energy around my body."

Li Bai listened with curiosity. He recalled the time when his soul left his body at the Wang family's house.

That didn't seem to be the case. He could still feel Pei Ze checking his breath, and when he accidentally bumped into him and fell to the ground, he felt pain. He could also hear Pei Ze startled and then trying to remain calm as he explained to the Wang family's servants.

Having all five senses does not mean being ignorant or unaware.

He shared his doubts with Li Xuan.

Li Xuan was also puzzled when he heard this, because that's not what was said in "Yunmeng Yanqi".

I have a feeling... that it's even more powerful than the Taoist magic of Yunmeng Mountain.

The old deer mountain god stroked his beard and smiled, offering no advice to them.

not far away.

Jiang She finished reading a storybook while listening to their conversation, and was satisfied with the reading. He brushed off non-existent dust from his clothes and stood up from the ground.

"Taibai, Danqiu Zi, have you finished reading?"

Li Bai and Yuan Danqiu also began packing their trunks.

Others would begin their journey at dawn, rest briefly around noon, and usually stop around 1-3 PM. They would either find an inn to stay at or a government post station.

They were different; they started late and had a long rest period.

Wandering around, stopping and starting.

Their carriage couldn't fit Li Xuan, but fortunately, he was now in the form of a Yin spirit, so he could float on the ground and move quickly.

There's no need to even think about reaching Rencheng Post Station today.

It was nearly dusk.

Then they saw a low hill nearby, and two or three hunters carrying rabbits hurriedly ran down the hill. They only breathed a sigh of relief when they reached the foot of the hill.

Their voices could be heard from afar.

"Second Uncle, we need to talk to the village about this. We can't go up this mountain anymore. How come there are tigers in the mountains? Luckily we ran fast!"

There was a boy muttering to himself nearby.

"We even hunted a rabbit, but the tiger ate it all. It stole our mountain produce!"

The middle-aged man glared at them.

"What, are you two going to talk to the tiger?"

"All of you, behave yourselves! We mountain folk are lucky to have escaped with our lives. You're not allowed to go back to these mountains. Behave yourselves and show more respect to the mountain spirit!"

The two teenagers drew out their voices, indicating a hint of reluctance. A young man beside them chuckled.

The boy muttered again.

"Second Uncle, don't you also call it a tiger? I think that tiger is quite clever..."

Before he could finish speaking, he got kicked in the butt.

The other boy next to him, who seemed to be his brother, was laughing heartily and got a tap on the forehead.

The boy who had just been kicked laughed.

Jiang She had an idea and told Yuan Danqiu to stop the carriage. He stepped forward and asked:

"Have you all returned from hunting?"

The four men were carrying rabbits, but they had bad luck today. They only caught rabbits, and one of them ended up in the mouth of a tiger. They still had to think of something else to eat to fill their stomachs.

I had seen those two carriages a while ago.

The middle-aged man asked, "What are you doing, sir? We're not selling this rabbit; we're counting on it to cook tonight."

Jiang She smiled.

He pulled a packet of oil paper from his sleeve and handed it to the other person.

"We've been traveling all this way and would like to rest nearby tonight. We've heard there are tigers in the mountains?"

The middle-aged man nodded.

He took the somewhat heavy oil paper, not knowing what was inside, but since they had given him a gift, they explained it in great detail.

Persuading:

"My lord, please be diligent tonight and drive an extra fifteen li. There is a place to stay that you can visit."

"Although they usually close at 5-7 PM and stop accepting guests, the innkeepers aren't deaf. If you knock on the door and pay a little more, you can get in for the night."

"There really is a fierce tiger on this mountain, it's very powerful, we'd better hurry up and leave!"

【Ask for monthly ticket】

(End of this chapter)