Donghuang Ziji

Chapter 620: The Grandmaster's Wonderful Dharma

Entering the Taoist temple, Fu Guang first took Chu Tai to burn incense to the statues of the Three Pure Ones enshrined above, and then pointed to the four Taoists sitting below and introduced them one by one.

Fu Guang first motioned Chu Tai to look at the first middle-aged Taoist priest on the left who was wearing a yellow Taoist robe, and said, "This is our Jinhua Sect's third-generation Chuping Patriarch."

Then Taoist Fu Guang looked at the young Taoist on his right who was wearing a green Taoist robe and said, "This is the fourth generation Patriarch Zhihe."

Next are the second seats on the left and right, which are respectively the sixth generation ancestor Danxi who looks like an old scholar and the eighth generation ancestor Luxiang who looks like a child.

After Chu Tai met them one by one, the Third Ancestor Chu Ping Daoist was the first to speak: "Okay, these red tapes will only be dealt with during our first meeting. You have already entered the fourth rank, and you may ascend to the higher rank in the future and become our fellow Daoist. Speaking of which, today should have been presided over by Master Chi Songzi, but Master's position is special, and no one can be found to replace him at the moment, so I will preside over it."

Hearing this, Chu Tai was a little curious and asked, "Do you also have to work in Daluo Tianzhong? Do you have troubles too?"

Taoist Zhihe explained, "It is said that immortals are free and unfettered, and the best is to forget about emotions. But humans are not plants or trees, so who can be emotionless? Since humans have hearts, they naturally have desires and troubles, and they are bound to fight and be tied up. Just like you are now traveling to Daluo Heaven to ask about something, can I and a few Taoist friends just ignore it?"

"Since we are in charge, it is inevitable that we will be involved in human affairs, and there will inevitably be conflicts with other Taoist friends. Therefore, the Taoist Lords do not recommend that we interfere too much in the human world, and instead set up many rules to distract our attention."

"Don't listen to his nonsense. These words may fool those who have fantasies about Daluotian, but this child is extraordinary. Sooner or later, he will be a fellow traveler like us. Just speak to him directly."

Taoist Chuping interrupted the Fourth Patriarch Zhihe's words, but he did not immediately explain the reason to Chu Tai. Instead, he asked a question in return.

"When you came here with the help of the Daluo Heavenly Light, you should have seen a fairyland of cloud light below. What did you see?"

"The fairyland of the immortal mountain, the immortal cultivators, and the boundless and magnificent scenery."

"Oh! Is this what you saw? Not bad at all. I have learned a little bit of the true meaning of the immortals."

Taoist Chu Ping smiled slightly when he heard this. Chu Tai became even more curious and asked, "Excuse me, Second Ancestor, what did you see?"

"The Taoist scriptures say: Five colors make people blind, and five flavors make people taste numb. The Buddhist scriptures say: Feeling, thinking, action, and consciousness are also like this. The cloud light fairyland below is also called the empty fairyland and the pure heaven. Of course, it has another name that you are more familiar with, the 72 palaces of the heaven."

"That's the seventy-two prefectures?"

Chu Tai was a little surprised. After all, to achieve the lower level of cultivation in the Heavenly Immortal Way, one had to follow the summoning order from the Heavenly Talisman and enter one of the seventy-two palaces to become a Heavenly Official. After going through layers of selection, one could be promoted to the middle level.

Previously, he had always thought that the seventy-two palaces should be in Daluotian, but he did not expect that they were actually in Daluotianxia.

As if he saw Chu Tai's confusion, Taoist Chu Ping continued to speak.

"Don't think that it's not Daluo Heaven. This heaven was originally opened up by the Great Dao Lord Yuanhuang, and later on, it was given the talisman of the Great Dao Ancestor, and many Dao Lords and Tianzhen settled there. It already contains infinite mysteries. Everything we see now is limited by our personal cultivation realm."

"The difference in the eyes of different people is like a blind man touching an elephant. He can only see the ears, nose, and legs, but cannot see the whole picture. If you want to know the true appearance of Daluo Heaven, you still have to experience it yourself." After hearing this, Chu Tai finally understood a little, and asked again: "Master, what is the difference between being a celestial official in the 72 palaces and serving in Daluo Heaven?"

"Strictly speaking, there is no essential difference between the two. Entering the Seventy-Two Palaces as a Heavenly Official is essentially a gradual advancement, allowing practitioners to gradually break away from the perspective of mortals, see a wider world, learn many magic skills, and have corresponding character and abilities. Serving in Daluo Heaven sounds good, and it is actually for cultivation. At most, the Seventy-Two Palaces only involve the Great Heavens like us, while the duties in Daluo Heaven involve all the Great Heavens in the Daluo world."

As soon as Taoist Chu Ping finished speaking, Patriarch Lu Xiang beside him said, "For example, guess what my job is?"

Patriarch Luxiang looked like a child of seven or eight years old. He was surrounded by a misty aura, and there was a faint smell of incense. Chu Tai asked uncertainly, "Is it related to incense?"

"I work in the Pixiang Palace. My job is quite interesting. I am called the Incense Picker. Every day I need to deal with the many mixed wishes transmitted from the human world. After classifying them one by one, I derive many changes to facilitate the subsequent changes in the destiny of the heavens."

As he spoke, Patriarch Lu Xiang spread out his palms, and a small world emerged, in which the three paths of heaven, earth and man were in operation. However, it was the last years of the imperial court, and disasters were rampant in the world. Many wishes rose up and gathered in a small palace above.

The ancestor handed the palace to Chu Tai and asked, "This world is a past event that I have dealt with. The laws and principles of the world are easily affected by the power of incense and vows. When people's hearts become bad, natural disasters will continue. When the world is peaceful, the world will be peaceful. When you see such a scene, how will you deal with it? What kind of changes will it derive to help the destiny of the world change?"

Chu Tai took a look at the scene in that world, thought for a while, stretched out his hand, and evolved a ten-foot-high rice mountain in the palace, for a palm-sized chicken to peck at slowly, and a ten-foot-high flour mountain for a palm-sized puppy to lick slowly. Then he drew out his willpower and turned it into an iron chain one foot long and half a foot wide and hung it in the air. He lit an oil lamp underneath and burned it with a bean-sized flame.

What’s interesting is that there is a golden wire hanging under the iron chain, which is also burning with bean-sized flames. Countless knives and axes are hung on both ends of the golden wire, hanging in the air. Once the golden wire is burned off, the knives and axes will fall to the ground.

Seeing this scene, the two masters Chuping and Luxiang showed approval on their faces, Master Zhihe seemed to be thinking about something, and Master Danxi frowned.

Patriarch Danxi, who had not spoken since they met, could not help but ask, "Why is this?"

"Fellow Daoist, you work in a place that rarely involves incense and vows. It's normal that you don't know. This kid is taking advantage of it."

Taoist Chu Ping had a calm expression. He pointed to the world created by Patriarch Lu Xiang and said, "Look, although the people in this world are living in poverty, many aristocratic families still have countless grains. Even if they consume the grain they have stored, like chickens pecking at rice and dogs licking noodles, they are unwilling to give it out to help the people. This kind of thought has become the iron chain, and the bean-sized flame should represent the people's heart."

Master Lu Xiang continued, "The people are weak, and it seems that the iron chains cannot be burned, but they don't know that there is a golden thread under the iron chains. Once the golden thread is broken, the sword and axe will change the dynasty and trample on the bones of the nobles..."

"You handled it better than I did. Anyway, I'll give it to you."

As he spoke, Master Lu Xiang pointed, and the phantom of the Pixiang Hall fell into Chu Tai's hands. He discovered that he had learned three magical powers, namely the Rice and Flour Mountain, the Indestructible Iron Chain, and the Golden Thread Knife and Axe.

As far as killing enemies is concerned, these three magical powers are not suitable, but the principles behind them are very interesting and contain many mysteries, which makes Chu Tai quite concerned.

The most important thing is that this method of teaching seems to be natural and there is no trace of worldly air.

(End of this chapter)