The Great Way to Truth, Starting from Jiazi Laodao

Chapter 123 A promise is worth a thousand gold, the God of Qingjiang

Zangdao Peak, Daoyuan.

Wu Hou's eldest son came and went in a hurry.

After he left, Xuanxu came to inform Xuanming of the result of the transaction. Although the senior brother might already know it, he must maintain a positive attitude.

After seeing Xuanxu off, Xuanming drank the remaining tea in the cup, his eyes looking far away, penetrating the void, watching the carriage leaving Fuyun County and heading south, he stroked his beard with satisfaction.

Although he did not obtain any treasures this time, he received a promise that if the Qiuzhen Temple was in need one day, he could take the token to Nanque City, the southern border of the Great Xuan Divine Dynasty, for help, and the Wuhou Mansion would give its all to help. This was more valuable than any treasure and better than many spiritual objects.

Interestingly, Li Yunlong met Chu Yunfei on his way back. The two had similar personalities and hit it off right away. After learning that Wu Hou was injured and the situation at the border was tense, Chu Yunfei made a prompt decision and set off with Li Yunlong to Nanque City to do their part to help the people.

"Fate is truly indescribable!"

Seeing this scene, Xuanming sighed, then put down his teacup, got up and went to the Sutra Library, went straight to the third floor, sat down at the table, and read the Taoist scriptures.

Three days later, Xuan Yang went down the mountain and traveled around the mortal world, imitating Xuan Ming and strolling through the mountains and rivers.

Five days later, Xuankong and Taoist Feibai met at the foot of Floating Cloud Mountain and entered the human world together, vowing to try all the delicacies in the world and to realize their own method of food cultivation.

Half a month later, Xuan Tong and Xuan Yu also went down the mountain. The affairs of Qiuzhen Temple were handled by Xuan Xu, Xuan Su and some outstanding fourth-generation disciples.

If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. Xuanxu is the head Taoist priest, and he must shoulder the heavy responsibility so that other Taoists can pursue and practice Taoism without any worries. Xuansu comes to accompany her daughter Changning, and she is content with having a daughter. In other words, her daughter is a part of her Taoism.

A month later, Xuanming left the mountain.

After returning to the mountain for several months, his Taoism progressed greatly, his cultivation level improved, and he also digested the Taoist beads given by the Dream Lady. He successfully created the magical power of Disha Jiameng, and made great progress in fire and water magic. Three Taoist mountains rose in the Taiji Sky, and all that needed to be digested was digested.

Thinking of the grudge against the dragon and the secrets deep in Canglong Mountain, Xuanming became restless and decided to travel again.

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A small boat with a light sail rolled down the Canglan River. The river was gurgling, sometimes turbulent, sometimes calm, sometimes rushing forward, and sometimes as smooth as a mirror.

On the small boat, Xuanming sat cross-legged on the bow in a comfortable posture, fishing with the waves. He had been away from the mountain for half a month and had been wandering on the Canglan River, passing by green mountains and many towns downstream.

I have heard the monkey calls on both sides of the river, seen the Eighteen Bends, climbed the river island to enjoy the scenery, stopped at the pier for a short time, tasted local snacks on the shore, and also lit a solitary lamp in the evening, fished at will, lay on my back and looked at the sky, becoming a scenery in the eyes of others:
The fishing lights can be seen in the dark moon, a solitary bright light.

The gentle wind stirs up the waves, scattering them into stars all over the river.

I have also seen wonderful sights on the river when I woke up in the morning: the water and the sky meet, and the morning mist shrouds the waves; the starry Milky Way that has not yet disappeared is rotating, like countless ships with dancing sails, colorful and magnificent.

After walking for half a month, the world in Xuanming's mind became broader and more wonderful, and his foundation and vision were slowly changing.

There was a splashing sound of water breaking, and a golden carp shook its tail, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, flirting with Xuanming; there was another splashing sound, and a strange turtle emerged and swam around the boat. They were the two dragon species on Floating Cloud Mountain. This time when they went down the mountain, Xuanming took them with him. The dragon species entered the river, just like a dragon emerging from the abyss. The carp and the turtle each received a portion of the river's luck, and were nourished by the spiritual energy along the coast, with new changes every day.

Under his guidance, they moved forward along the route of the water-walking dragon in the past, using their luck to transform, increase their foundation, and refine their bloodline. Therefore, Xuanming was not surprised by the changes in the two dragon species; it was all within his expectations.

On this night, the full moon was high in the sky, and its bright and clear light spread all over the earth and mountains, and also shone on the Canglan River. The waves were sparkling, and the sky was full of twinkling stars, reflecting each other on the surface of the river together with the water and the moon. The boat seemed to be sailing on the Milky Way, with meteors penetrating the water and the moon moving against the clouds.

Xuanming was placed between the two rivers of heaven and earth, and he couldn't help feeling relaxed and happy. The accumulation of his years of observing the sky and the earth burst out at this moment. He was touched, inspiration burst out in his mind, and he gained some understanding from the stars. The "Zhou Tian Yang Shen Jue" was running unconsciously, and the acupoints in his body were opened one after another. In just one night, all twenty-eight acupoints were opened.

That night, Xuanming's body was glowing, and the light was projected onto his body surface, making his skin glow and as smooth as jade. The surrounding area was three feet away from the rich starlight, which was condensed into a gorgeous nebula. It attracted many aquatic creatures that turned to the light. Thousands of fish came to worship, bathing in the moonlight and starlight. Their scales reflected the clear light, making the river surface even more magnificent, bright and dazzling.

This scene also caught the attention of a demon who hurriedly reported it. Soon, several figures came rushing over after hearing the news. The leader looked at the white-haired Taoist priest on the boat who looked like an immortal. He was surprised and did not approach rashly. Instead, he led his subordinates to stand quietly aside.

This stop will last for one night.

In the early morning, Xuanming stretched comfortably and waved his sleeves to disperse the thousands of fish. He raised his eyes and looked three feet away, where there were several figures, or to be exact, several ghosts and gods.

The leading god is a middle-aged man wearing a Confucian robe and a crown. He has an elegant temperament and does not look like a god. Rather, he looks like a Confucian scholar who is well-read in poetry and books. However, his aura should not be underestimated and is comparable to that of a Qigong practitioner who has condensed a golden elixir.

The four looked at each other, and the middle-aged god was the first to bow and salute: "Canglanjiang Qingjiang God greets fellow Taoist."

"I, Xuanming, have seen you, the Lord God."

Xuanming stood up, bowed his head in return, and the small boat under his feet moved by itself without wind and oars, approaching the river god.

The Canglan River stretches for tens of thousands of miles, flowing eastward into the sea. It is divided into three sections, upper, middle and lower, each with its own name, namely Cangjiang, Qingjiang and Lanjiang. Qingjiang is the middle section.

By now, he had left the upper reaches and was in the middle section, getting closer and closer to the Dragon Locking Cave where the Zixia Sect suppressed the dragon.

Information among the many aquatic creatures in Canglan River is widely circulated, and they share what they have with each other. Although Xuanming has never been here, his name has spread. The God of Qingjiang has heard of it, and when he saw that it was Xuanming, he was overjoyed.

"I didn't expect that you would be in person. Your name is well known to me. I hope you won't blame me for not welcoming you in person."

"Your Excellency's words are too kind. I am just an old Taoist priest in the mountains. I have nothing. I am not as good as Your Excellency's Excellency in governing a place, benefiting the creatures in the water and the people living along the coast, and protecting this place for good weather and good harvests."

The sedan chair was carried by many people. Xuanming said a few polite words. Before he could ask any more questions, Qingjiang God came straight to the point and stated his purpose: "I hope you will not be offended by my hasty interruption. I came here to ask for something."

"Appreciate further details."

Qingjiangshen is straightforward, and Xuanming is also direct. This kind of relationship is much more comfortable and relaxed than roundabout communication.

The God of Qingjiang said bluntly: "In the past, a dragon broke into the water and brought disaster to all living beings. The previous generation of the God of the River sacrificed his life to protect the safety of the people on both sides of the river. Although the flood has been pacified, the resentment of the God of the River cannot be relieved, and many dead souls cannot turn over..."

(End of this chapter)