I became an immortal in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 203 Possession of a Beggar
The villagers were startled.

Zhang Qilang asked, "You're going to burn the person while they're still alive? You could at least leave some dried biscuits for them to eat."

Just as the disciple was about to explain, a villager boldly approached the meditating immortal, glanced at him a few times, and suddenly reached out to feel the air under his nose.

She let out a scream.

"This man is dead!"

“He has become an immortal,” the disciple said. “Those who attain immortality must have their remains burned.”

All of this was taught to him by his master. His master had been preparing for many years to travel the world in search of immortals, and since taking him as his disciple, he had been constantly reminding him of this.

Zhang Qilang asked, "Then what should we do? I don't have a signal flare on me. You did?"

The disciple shook his head.

He took out a talisman he had written earlier from his pocket, stuck it on his master's body, and then began to chant a spell. Zhang Qilang saw that the talisman suddenly burst into flames.

Soon, the flames were blazing.

They burned the person to ashes, leaving only ashes on the ground.

"It's amazing!"

Zhang Qilang and the others all saw the towering flames, which were said out of thin air. He said, "Bu Da, you didn't become a god too, did you?"

Bu Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"What kind of immortal am I? My master said that true immortals ride the wind and travel the four seas..."

The villagers didn't understand what he meant, but they saw Bu Yang bow to the ash heap. Then he followed them down the mountain.

On the way down the mountain.

Having witnessed the fire ritual firsthand, the villagers were subtly excited.

Zhang Qilang then asked, "Bu Yang, if you learn magic from the immortals, can they bring your mother back to life?"

The disciple shook his head.

He still didn't know a way to bring someone back to life. Thinking of this, he thought of his elderly mother, and his mood became somewhat depressed.

Zhang Qilang knew he had been too harsh with his words.

I offered a few words of comfort.

"You didn't know about this. Luckily, your uncle's family is reliable. They took care of all the funeral arrangements from beginning to end. They even bought your mother a piece of candy. She kept it in her mouth. She suffered a lifetime of bitterness, but now she can have a sweet taste in the afterlife..."

The disciples followed them.

A sharp-eyed villager nearby noticed this.

I saw a beggar lying dead in the grass, motionless, his body filthy.

Pointing and saying:
“Look, at least your mother had someone to take care of her. She died in a coffin, which is better than her rotting away on the mountain like this, with no one even knowing her.”

The disciple glanced in that direction.

All I could see was the beggar lying on the ground in the grass, with a gourd next to him and small insects flying around him. I didn't know if he had died of hunger or thirst.

I felt a pang of sadness.

He walked down the mountain.

……

……

Li Xuan drifted all the way back to Bozhou.

After traveling hundreds of miles in spirit for seven days, the Yin spirit has become extremely faint, and it will probably completely dissipate in another half hour.

He searched all the way back to the cave.

Upon arriving at the auspicious burial site he had found, Li Xuan burst into laughter, raising his voice.

"Your master is back! This time I truly encountered an immortal, how fortunate I am!"

He did not hear his disciple's reply.

Li Xuan chuckled. Could it be that the kid was slacking off again and had already fallen asleep? He floated into the cave, intending to give the kid a good whack on the head to prevent him from being lazy and talking back all the time.

But all they could see was an empty cave.

There was no one inside; only a pile of ashes and debris remained on the ground, along with a bit of molten metal—his lotus crown, which had been burned away.

Li Xuan was greatly alarmed.

His disciple has disappeared without a trace, and no one knows where he went.

They even burned his body beforehand?

Didn't we agree on a seven-day period?
Looking at the body that had been burned to ashes, Li Xuan felt helpless for the first time.

What should be done after confirming that the physical body can no longer be restored?

He was furious.

A faint, ethereal spirit passed through the stone wall and wandered through the mountains, anxiously searching for a corpse to attach itself to.

They found only a bear that had died in its den during the winter, many dead birds on the ground, and the carcass of half a jackal...

How difficult it is for beasts and birds to cultivate the Tao!

Li Xuan's gaze swept over these things without lingering.

Just as he was feeling flustered, Li Xuan suddenly saw a person lying on the ground in the bushes.

He rushed over immediately.

But he was a beggar who had been dead for who knows how long.

As you get closer, you can smell a foul odor emanating from the body. Upon closer inspection, you can see small insects flying around the body. The person is disheveled and filthy, making it impossible to see their face clearly. It's unclear how long it has been since they last cleaned themselves.

If you become attached to this kind of person...

Li Xuan hesitated, thinking it would be best to find someone more upright and clean.

Nearly half an hour later.

The search was fruitless, and the lingering spirit seemed to be fading away.

He chose to cultivate in these mountains because the place was secluded and rarely disturbed by people, even hunters rarely came into the mountains, which allowed him to let go of worldly desires and cultivate in peace.

Now Li Xuan is filled with remorse.

Apart from a beggar, there wasn't even a corpse on the mountain!
As his vision grew increasingly blurry and the ghostly spirits faded further, about to dissipate into the world, Li Xuan could no longer afford to worry.

It crashed into the beggar's corpse.

Do not move for a moment.

……

……

"Passenger ship: 240 coins per person; cargo ship: 110 coins per person."

A smile spread across the waiter's dark face as he looked at the group of people before him, their clothes bright and shiny. It was said that spring was still chilly, and the wind was quite cold; the Taoist priest, however, wore a fur coat that looked extremely expensive.

Are you all leaving?

Jiang She asked, "When shall we depart?"

The porter smiled憨厚ly, counted the number of people on the boat, and replied:
"We're on a big ship, and the time is set. We can't delay everyone's plans, so we'll leave first thing tomorrow morning."

"The cabin is the same, my lord. Look, they're moving cargo right now."

Jiang She then looked in that direction.

It rained yesterday, and it was a chilly time of day. Many men, dressed in shorts or shirtless, were busy carrying boxes and mountain goods, working up a sweat.

He said:

"Then let's go with the passenger ship."

The group counted their money, found half a string of copper coins, and handed them to the boatman. A smile immediately spread across the man's dark face.

He shouted:
"This way, guests—"

"My lord has brought this cat with him, oh, it's so intelligent. Let's put our luggage on the boat first..."

"There are some stalls nearby. Gentlemen and fathers-in-law can take a look. The things sold around here are all kinds of things. I dare say that even the temple fair may not have as many as we have here."

"If anything is missing, make sure to get it today."

"We'll set off tomorrow at Chenshi (7-9 AM)."

His voice was loud and cheerful, and he rattled off a long, detailed explanation. After greeting Jiang She and his group, he quickly went to greet the others.

Jiang She walked onto the ship, which was indeed a large ship.

Li Bai and Yuan Danqiu were settling their luggage. After several days of sailing, they were getting bored, so they brought their books aboard.

Jiang She found a seat and sat down.

I feel something in my heart.

He raised his hand and took out the paper-cut human figure that was cut out of proportion from the arms of someone in Zhongtiao Mountain.

They caught them.

【Ask for monthly ticket】

(End of this chapter)