Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 285: Climbing Emei Mountain Again
Since the supernatural outbreak, ghosts have come out and the world is in turmoil. Yang Guo has come into contact with so many ghosts that he has thought about his dead parents suddenly reuniting with him in another form of existence. He even went back to the burial place of his mother Mu Nianci, hoping to wait for a soul.

But for some reason, while waiting for Mu Nianci's ghost to appear, his heart seemed very conflicted and extremely uneasy.

The conflicting feeling that came from his soul tormented him.

After waiting for seven days and seeing no trace of the creature, he actually felt relieved.

As for Yang Kang, who seemed to have no sense of existence in his life, he never had much expectations.

He never thought...that this would be a big deal for him!

"Yes! Our Grandmaster Qiu Chuji is such a godly figure. How could our father Yang Kang in this world be ordinary?"

“But, how did he, such an extraordinary person, die?” Yang Guo looked at Yang Kang and couldn’t help but wonder.

"What? When you see daddy, don't you want to go up and give him a hug?" Yang Kang asked Yang Guo teasingly.

Yang Kang was very satisfied with this "good boy" whom he had personally trained.

If he could grow further, Yang Kang even decided to go to his master Qiu Chuji to ask for face and accept Yang Guo into his small world, allowing the father and son to travel through the heavens with Qiu Chuji and gain more possibilities.

Although the world before us has exceeded its original limit and has more possibilities due to a supernatural explosion, it is still just a small puddle compared to the heavens and myriad worlds.

When Yang Guo heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but of course he did not go forward to hug him.

I just changed my position and he immediately gave me a big hug... He is not that naive.

"So, when did you start plotting against me?" Once the identity was revealed, many past experiences began to be filled with questions. Yang Guo didn't know why Yang Kang did this, but if 'Uncle Wanyan' didn't exist from the beginning, then the contradiction between him and the so-called Qinling Ghost King would no longer be irreconcilable.

After all, although the Qinling Ghost King had repeatedly persecuted him and hurt the people around him... and the ghosts, most of the time he did not hurt the core, and most of the time he just chased them away. The only one who was confirmed to be "killed" was "Uncle Wanyan" who helped him a lot.

Seeing that Yang Guo’s face was still gloomy, Yang Kang didn’t know how to tell him that this was a trap from the beginning, so he could only perfunctorily say: “I originally went to look for you, wanting to make up for the fatherly love you lacked, but I found that you are a talented person, and you shouldn’t lose the space for growth just because of my protection, and become a delicate flower that can’t withstand the wind and rain… So I discussed with your ancestors to give you some small help in your growth, so that you can recognize your own shortcomings as soon as possible, and work hard for them.”

Yang Kang was quite good at choosing words and composing sentences. He just buried a small nail and diverted Yang Guo's attention.

“Ancestors...?” Yang Guo was stunned. The sudden appearance of a father was already a bit hard for him to digest, and now there were a bunch of ancestors?
Yang Kang immediately smiled and said, "Come on, come on! My dear son! It's time to introduce you to me!"

As he spoke, he walked to Yang Guo, patted his shoulder, pointed to a building not far away, waved his hand, and shouted loudly: "A few ancestors! Come out and meet your grandson!"

"We are all family. Are you still afraid that he won't recognize you, the ancestors?"

One by one, the old ghosts flew out from the building which was obviously brighter than other places, and then lined up in a row not far away, with smiles on their faces that seemed both friendly and embarrassed.

"It's you? Ghost General!" Yang Guo pointed at one of the ghosts and said.

Yang Zongbao waved his hand at Yang Guo: "You're welcome! I'm Yang Zongbao, so I'm your... distant ancestor, but you don't have to take it too seriously, we can talk about our own things!"

Yang Zongbao died very young, so now that he has turned into a ghost, his mentality is relatively young and not pedantic.

Moreover, in order to complete the task target, Yang Guo was tortured a lot when he played the role of Ghost General. Now that his identity has been exposed, even with the protection of the identity of "ancestor", it will be difficult for him not to be socially dead and embarrassed. Therefore, it is better to lower his posture and cross this hurdle.

After hearing what Yang Zongbao said, the other old ghosts also followed suit, obviously not wanting to cause any more trouble.

They are old ghosts, not old stubborn people. Although they are related, they are so far apart that it is good enough that they can recognize each other. Don't think of them as living ancestors and be worshipped by future generations.

They may not know what Yang Guo is like, but how could they not know what Yang Kang is like?

Yang Guo looked at these "familiar" faces, and of course he felt angry, but at the same time he felt relieved.

He was filled with hatred towards this group of ghosts at the beginning, but now thinking back on it carefully, although he was tortured a lot, he actually suffered no losses. On the contrary, because of the challenges and tests again and again, his strength and character have been improved.

Even if there is still some room for investigation, these old ghosts are "ancestors" after all, so he cannot be too presumptuous.

Shaking his head, Yang Guo asked Yang Kang unwillingly, "Is that all? Do you have anything else planned for me?"

Yang Kang laughed and said, "How else can your father cheat you? That's all I did!"

He really only did so far. As for the further betrayal of Yang Guo, that was all done by his master Qiu Chuji. What does it have to do with him, Yang Kang?
“Just?” Yang Guo almost laughed out of anger!
At the beginning, he was chased by several ancestors transformed from ghosts and was forced to jump off the cliff several times. If it weren't for the buff of Ding Peng not dying after jumping off the cliff and having a miraculous encounter, he would have suffered a lot!

"Okay! It's all over!"

"Your daughter-in-law is waiting for you!"

"You two should spend some time together, and then your father will lead your ancestors to accompany you to Mount Emei again."

"With your current level, Taoist Ying Yuan should meet you!" Yang Kang laughed and patted Yang Guo on the shoulder.

“How do you know that Taoist Ying Yuan will meet me?” Yang Guo learned from his failure and when he saw that Yang Kang had let the cat out of the bag, he immediately continued to pursue the matter.

Yang Kang's eyes fluctuated slightly, but his smile and expression did not change at all: "The immortal will definitely not pass on the magic easily. You were not qualified before, but after such a long time of polishing by us, you are definitely qualified now!"

"How could your father lie to you? When I saw you go to Mount Emei and didn't meet the real boss, I knew what the problem was. That's why you painstakingly created such a big mess!"

While clearing himself of suspicion, Yang Kang added another sentence.

Yang Guo still had doubts in his mind, but he had no clue for the moment, so he could only believe what Yang Kang said for the time being.

Follow Yang Kang into the ghost town.

Looking at this ghost town again at this moment, although it is still eerie, the weird and evil feeling has dissipated a lot.

No longer looking at it from a hostile perspective, the ghosts living in this ghost town are actually very different from the people living in normal cities!
Ghosts can be seen everywhere, making appointments to perform ghost fighting techniques together, and you can also see some ghosts with old grudges, plotting against each other and using tricks.

Generally speaking, it is not peaceful at all. More than half of this ghost town is in a state of constant firefight.

But it is amazing that this city continues to exist like this, and there is a set of effective rules that restrain these ghosts, allowing them to release their grievances while maintaining a bottom line that is not crossed.

First of all, no living people are harmed here.

Even a living person who accidentally enters here will be knocked unconscious and thrown out.

Secondly, no matter how big the hatred is, it cannot be allowed to get out of hand. If it really comes to the point where it has to be decided, either seek the city lord Yang Kang to make the decision, or go out of the city to find a place and fight to the death.

Yang Guo didn't know how Yang Kang managed to restrain so many ghosts and make them follow a certain order.

However, judging from the limited experience, he had to admit that he was quite capable.

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After meeting three destined people on Mount Emei and rejecting them at the same time, Qiu Chuji left Mount Emei again and wandered around the world. Qiu Chuji would occasionally check on Yang Guo's condition, and of course he knew that he had passed Yang Kang's test.

But he was not in a hurry to call Yang Guo to teach him the "Wuqiu Immortal Book" and wait for the final slap in the face from the Nanji Immortal.

Instead, I went to Lin'an City first, which was also a revisit to the old place.

The impact of the supernatural outbreak does not seem to be that great on the surface of the city. The literati and scholars are still enjoying their peaceful and prosperous times, putting everything behind them.

On the contrary, the reappearance of some deceased literary masters brought some new trends to the already somewhat decadent literary world of the Southern Song Dynasty, and brought about a lot of commotion and changes.

There are many more excellent lyrics that can be sung in the painted boats and brothels.

Everything seems to have changed, yet it seems as if nothing has changed.

Under the long bridge, beside the clear water, Qiu Chuji restrained all his abnormal appearances and turned into an old man again.

At this moment, Qiu Chuji had turned into a hunchbacked old man with a head of weed-like white hair, a face full of wrinkles, and age spots all over his body.

After walking a few steps, he was out of breath and looked extremely uncomfortable.

He came to this world to respond to me. Although he was blessed with the transformation of the "Gonggong" soul, he had never truly and thoroughly felt the "old age" of his physical body.

When he first started selling tea on Mount Emei, he was just a dabbler.

Now he really wants to walk through the world again as an ordinary old man.

Maybe there will be some gains... or maybe not!
But if you don't do it, then there will really be nothing.

He gathered his true Qi, sealed more than 99% of his Qi and blood, and allowed the old age and frailty of this 'other self' to break out. After walking for less than half an hour, Qiu Chuji felt sore and weak all over, and just wanted to lie down and rest.

He found a nearby restaurant, paid some money and ordered some food and wine.

However, although the store owner was polite in his reception, he still revealed an unintentional contempt in the details.

For example, Qiu Chuji clearly arrived first, but some of the guests who came after him had already been served their food and wine, but there was still only a pot of wine and a few cold dishes on his table.

After drinking some cold wine and having some delicious dishes, Qiu Chuji left the restaurant and headed straight for the pleasure boat.

On the pleasure boat, there were beautiful ladies, but they all ignored this "old man".

Even if he took out a bag of the finest pearls, they would only be held high by the beauties in the pleasure boats. Only very few of them really wanted to serve him personally... They were all afraid that such an old man would die in their bellies.

Qiu Chuji did not linger in places of entertainment. He changed into several different costumes and went to different places.

All experiences are similar.

For the elderly... especially those who look like they are about to die, no matter they are rich or poor, they will be subconsciously ignored or looked down upon by people.

The only difference is that when a rich old man throws out a few coins, there will be some sound.

An old man without money is really just a shadow in this prosperous world. Even if he walks through the hustle and bustle, no one cares.

Qiu Chuji has indeed felt the pain of "old age".

But such feelings are actually not helpful for spiritual practice for the time being.

Daozu has three incarnations: old, middle-aged and young. However, the 'old' of Daozu is obviously not the old of an ordinary person.

The sufferings of aging that mortals experience may not necessarily be reflected in the old age of the Taoist Ancestor.

The old age of the Taoist ancestor should have a broader and more conceptual explanation and embodiment. What Qiu Chuji needs to feel is the concept of "old age" rather than the form and experience of old age.

Of course, without experience, there would be no feelings.

Even if it is a useless experience, it is just eliminating a wrong option, it does not mean it is useless.

Qiu Chuji wandered around Lin'an City for several days in this old state.

After sensing that Yang Guo and others had set off for Mount Emei, Qiu Chuji turned back to Emei and prepared to set up the Taoist temple to welcome Yang Guo's arrival.

It was the golden autumn of August, but the heat had not yet dissipated.

There were many more people coming to Mount Emei to visit immortals and seek the truth.

Obviously, the experiences of Cao Liang and others were exposed, causing quite a stir.

It was just a rumor before, but now the person involved has come forward to tell the story, which naturally attracted a lot of people who were curious about it.

And right on the Golden Summit of Mount Emei, there are three high altars. On the altars, Cao Liang and three others are kneeling. They are dressed in white, with brambles on their backs. Their faces are all pale, and their lips are cracked, as if they haven't eaten or drunk anything for several days.

Is this a way of asking for forgiveness by carrying a thorn stick on one's back? Is this a way of self-mutilation, hoping to win Qiu Chuji's "forgiveness" and give them another chance?
All I can say is that this is completely an ordinary person's perspective on Qiu Chuji's choice of his destined person.

Qiu Chuji actually doesn't care whether Cao Liang, Li Shuai and An Xiaoyun are good or evil.

No matter how evil they are, can they be as evil as Yang Kang? What really made them lose the opportunity was not their unkindness, but their own choice, which deviated from the original intention of Qiu Chuji to set up such an "opportunity".

Qiu Chuji made dumplings for this little bit of vinegar...but the vinegar tasted bad!
Can you still bear to eat these dumplings?

cant!
Even if you take the opportunity to teach sentient beings, this is not the way to teach!

There is no need to do anything like "a prodigal son returning home is worth more than gold".

People are forgetful!

Goodness and evil, greatness and humility, divinity and devilism will all exist forever in people's hearts.

Qiu Chuji did not do this useless work.

Amidst all the chaos, Yang Guo went up Mount Emei again, and this time the jade sword in his arms reacted again.

It transformed into streams of light, wrapped around Yang Guo's body, and pulled him straight to the top of the mountain. It passed over the heads of the three people on the altar and flew straight into the clouds higher up the mountain.

(End of this chapter)