Two Realms: Starting with transmitting the Taiping Jing to Zhang Jiao

Yi Chuan first discovered the most fatal problem: he couldn't understand what these people were saying!

It's like a local dialect; it sounds familiar, but I just can't understand it.

Suddenly appearing in this unfamiliar place, and not even sure if it was Earth, Yi Chuan chose to remain silent, adhering to the principle that the more he said, the more mistakes he would make.

Just as the old abbot said before, he was born to be a charlatan. No matter how panicked he was inside, he would always appear as calm as an old dog.

Yi Chuan panicked, unaware that Zhang Xiu below was even more panicked than he was.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became incredibly oppressive, so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard.

"What brings you here, sir?"

Coming to his senses, Zhang Xiu realized he didn't need to be so obsequious, so he straightened up and tentatively asked a question.

Yi Chuan looked at him without saying anything.

"Could it be that our late master Zhang Ling, who ascended to immortality, entrusted a true immortal to manifest here?"

Yi Chuan squinted.

The two stared at each other awkwardly for a long time. Suddenly, Yi Chuan waved his hand at them. Zhang Xiu understood and hurriedly led his disciples out of Chongxu Hall.

In an instant, both of them felt a great sense of relief.

Upon exiting Chongxu Hall, Zhang Xiu saw Magistrate Fei Shi pacing back and forth in the front square. He hurried over to greet him.

"Is he really an immortal?" Fei Shi asked first, her tone skeptical.

Confucius said, "I do not speak of strange phenomena, physical prowess, disorder, or spirits." After calming down, he still refused to believe that gods and immortals truly existed in the world.

Given Lu Tangzhi's prior criminal record, the magistrate of Fei County strongly suspected that the scene just now was a tactic used by Lu Tangzhi to attract worshippers.

"I don't know, but even my master doesn't have the ability to cast spells in broad daylight and transform the illusory into the real." Zhang Xiu touched his forehead, which was covered in cold sweat.

Looking up and seeing the doubt in Fei Shi's eyes, Zhang Xiu slapped his thigh:

"Your Honor, this time it really wasn't me!"

"Seriously, I'm lying, I was raised by a monk!"

Seeing Zhang Xiu glaring at her and making vows, Fei Shi narrowed her eyes, half-believing and half-doubting: "It had better be that way."

"This matter is of great importance. Someone has already reported it to the prefect. If it's false, the entire Lutang region will be implicated!"

Hearing Fei Shi's threat, Zhang Xiu's Adam's apple bobbed. Recalling how Yi Chuan had fallen from the roof earlier, he felt a little uneasy.

After seeing Fei Shi off, Zhang Xiu looked at Chongxu Hall again.

Plague, rebellion of the Di people in Guanzhong, immortals... Originally, it was thought that with the downfall of the powerful relatives in the imperial court and the ascension of a wise ruler, the world would be at peace.

But he had this feeling that the world was getting more and more chaotic...

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As soon as Zhang Xiu and Lu Tangzhi's disciple left, Yi Chuan was no longer as calm as before, and immediately jumped up to carefully examine his body.

His gaze gradually fell on a crescent-shaped shadow on the back of his hand.

Like a tattoo, most of the crescent moon is now dark.

Gently touching the back of my hand, the crescent-shaped object transmitted several messages.

"The status of an immortal? Is there really such a thing in the world?"

Yi Chuan's expression was one of surprise and uncertainty, followed by a mixture of boundless panic and secret delight.

The Immortal's Position, as recorded in Daoist texts, represents the level of cultivation attained by an immortal. Surprisingly, a fragmented position had been hidden within the statue of an immortal in his Baiyun Temple, and he obtained it through some mysterious guidance.

"When the Dao is perfected, one ascends to the true realm."

Having attained this position, he has become an immortal!

However, he was only a crippled immortal.

He needs to make up for what he lost in his attainment before he can truly transcend and ascend to possess great supernatural powers and magical strength!

This place was the one that his attainment had led him to; here, there was another incomplete part of the Dao fruit.

"Can we only return to Baiyun Temple when the crescent moon is full?"

"Or, perhaps we could find that incomplete Dao Fruit beforehand?"

Yi Chuan pondered. Being able to go back was a great thing. Although he didn't like that world, he still wanted to preserve the White Cloud Temple left behind by the old charlatan.

That was the place where he had depended on for survival, and the only place he could call home. He had previously thought he was going to die soon, so Yi Chuan did not fight back.

"Even if this fruit of enlightenment is incomplete, it should at least alleviate my symptoms, right?"

Having calmed his turbulent emotions, Yi Chuan finally had a goal in his heart, which had been ashen for three years. So he began to seriously examine the world.

The lobby is very spacious, with a rammed earth base and a dougong (bracket set) structure for the roof beams. There are three doors on the east, west, and south sides, with vertical windows on the sides of the doors, so it is not too dark.

Stunned, he stroked the wood grain of the pillar. His intuition told him that he was still on Earth, and that he was in ancient China.

"Time travel is actually possible?!"

Yi Chuan examined his palms closely again. There were no palm lines, not even pores, like a piece of fine porcelain cast entirely.

This is not my original physical body; my original body is still lying in the main hall of Baiyun Temple in the 21st century.

Yi Chuan wasn't sure what state he was in, because he had just fallen from the roof and felt real pain.

"Although he is an immortal, he is a crippled immortal, so we still have to be careful."

Yi Chuan recalled the dark-faced, bearded man from earlier and pondered in his heart.

"My history teacher once told me that those time-travel dramas are all fake, and that the pronunciation of ancient people is actually very different from that of modern people. I didn't expect it to be true."

"Which dynasty is this? According to the old man, the Ming and Qing dynasties are barely understandable, so this must be at least before the Ming and Qing dynasties..."

Yi Chuan wasn't a history major, so he couldn't determine the dynasty based on architecture and clothing. His immediate priority was to learn the local language and then find the incomplete Dao Fruit that had drawn him here.

From a cancer-stricken teenager who could only wait to die to a crippled immortal, Yi Chuan's lifeless mentality has changed.

"I hope Liu Yingying can report to the association later so that I can go back in time to save the Taoist temple."

"My appearance just now should have intimidated these ancient people. At least for now, there should be no danger."

After thinking for a long time, Yi Chuan gradually walked to the entrance of the lobby.

The threshold of the lobby is made of wood and is very low.

As long as he goes out, he can step into this unfamiliar world.

"Things can't get any worse."

With a clear mind and a gentle breeze in his heart, Yi Chuan did not hesitate any longer and took a step forward.

The wind blew his Taoist robe, and outside, Zhang Xiu, the chief priest of Lutang, had been waiting for him for a long time.

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The appearance of the immortal in Lu Tangzhi had a greater impact than Fei Shi had imagined.

He had not yet received a reply from the prefect, but news of the immortal's descent to earth had already spread to several surrounding counties.

He could stop the people of Mianzhu County from leaving, but he couldn't stop the migrants from other places from rushing to Lutang Mountain. The checkpoints he set up were riddled with holes by the migrants.

People in Mianzhu County began to fall ill, and Fei Shi was forced to set up empty houses for isolation and report to the imperial court to dispatch medical officials.

However, the Qiang people of Qinlong and the southwestern barbarians are currently embroiled in war, and the imperial court is recruiting soldiers to guard the area. Most of the medical officials are there, while the interior is plagued by disasters and epidemics, and everyone is watching helplessly.

The arrival of the immortal Lutangzhi was like a trigger, completely shattering the already precarious peace and tranquility of Mianzhu County.

At this time, Yi Chuan, who was in Lutangzhi, was unaware of these things. Over the past half month, he had finally learned the local script.

The clerical script shares the same origin as simplified Chinese characters. Although it is an ancient script, Yi Chuan can barely recognize it, but he is not very good at speaking it.

Upon seeing the clerical script on the bamboo slips, Yi Chuan finally determined the dynasty he belonged to.