The Great Way to Truth, Starting from Jiazi Laodao

Chapter 17: A century of prosperity and decline, all in a dream
Jian Ya's appearance triggers the explosion of the Truth Seeking Temple.

The disciples were shocked.

All the Taoists who had time went over to take a look.

I marveled at the power of my teachers who could cut the cliff with one sword, praised their courage in opening up the sword cliff, and was happy that I had another precious place to gain enlightenment and practice sword skills.

Some disciples had good comprehension and gained something from the first glance. They practiced Bagua swordsmanship on the spot, breaking through the bottleneck and improving this swordsmanship from entry level to some minor success, and even to a thorough understanding, greatly increasing their attainments in swordsmanship.

There were disciples who were in the hundred-day foundation-building stage. As they watched, they felt a chill all over their bodies, as if a sword had pierced their - the White Tiger - ancestral root, and it was cut in two with one sword, with a smooth cut. The most important thing was that the people who wielded the sword to castrate themselves in such a cruel way were actually themselves. Immediately, their desires were greatly reduced.

A Taoist who had been practicing for a long time saw the second sword mark. When he swung the sword, the sword energy whistled and the sword light split. He realized the meaning of the sword, and his Bagua sword technique was perfected, and his strength improved by leaps and bounds.

Of course, these lucky people are only a minority, and their ability to gain insights is closely related to their daily accumulation and firm beliefs. It is seven parts hard work and three parts luck. Jianya is just an introduction. Chance and necessity coexist and neither is indispensable.

When observing the sword marks on Jianya for the first time, most disciples gained nothing. This is the norm. If they want to gain something, they need to work hard and persist in their contemplation.

Even so, with the examples set by a few disciples before them, other disciples were stimulated and encouraged. As soon as Jianya was born, he became famous in the Qiuzhen Temple.

Witnessing Xuanming opening up the Sword Cliff with their own eyes, three generations of Taoists, Xuankong, Xuanyang and others, benefited greatly from it.

After introducing Jianya and announcing the rules, they left one after another. They had to hurry back to contemplate what they had gained in seclusion, and even the head monk Xuanxu was no exception.

But one person did the opposite. Instead of returning to his residence, he went straight to Zangdao Peak.

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Zangdao Peak, Sutra Repository.

The aroma of tea is everywhere, and the natural fragrance is refreshing.

Holding a Taoist scripture in his hands, Xuanming read it attentively.

To him, Jianya was just an episode. Although it took him some means and thought, it didn't take too much effort. In the final analysis, it was just a place for disciples to practice swordsmanship.

Things have their importance and matters have their priorities. Practicing Taoism to achieve longevity and contemplating the scriptures to comprehend the mysteries of the universe are the important things; everything else is just trivial.

Half an hour later, Xuan Ming was not surprised to see Junior Sister Xuan Su coming uninvited.

The love of the parents is far-reaching.

Changning's secret was exposed in front of him. Now that he had come out of seclusion, based on Junior Sister Xuansu's care and regard for Changning, she would definitely come to his house and ask him to keep the secret.

"See you, senior brother!"

Xuan Su bowed his head and saluted.

Putting down the scriptures, Xuanming stood up to return the greeting.

At his signal, the two sat opposite each other.

The tea is boiling, white steam is rising, and it turns into mist, and the fragrance of tea is wafting in the air.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was silent.

Xuanming patiently made tea, while Xuansu seemed to want to say something but hesitated.

"This is the mountain tea that I roasted in my spare time. Although it is from the wild, it is not considered a good tea, but it has a unique flavor. Junior Sister, you may want to try it."

Wash the teacup, warm the cup, brew...

Pushing a cup of tea in front of Xuan Su, Xuan Ming was the first to break the silence, and then drank the tea by himself.

Xuan Su blew lightly, revealing the emerald green tea soup. The tea leaves were like light boats floating on the water, which was quite beautiful and charming.

Take a sip, the tea enters your mouth, the sweet and bitter taste blooms at the same time on the tip of your tongue, a warm current flows into your body, like a spring breeze blowing over the hills, full of natural atmosphere, making you feel comfortable all over. Although it is not a famous tea, it tastes good.

"The aroma is like the scent of wild tea, which can help to dispel worldly worries. It is still my senior brother who will enjoy it."

Xuan Su sighed sincerely.

After finishing a cup of tea, her anxiety subsided a lot. She put down the teacup and finally stopped hesitating.

"Changning was able to break through, thanks to the careful guidance of senior brother. Junior sister would like to express her gratitude here." Xuan Su stood up and bowed.

Xuanming didn't act pretentiously, nor did he say any high-sounding polite words. He sat upright at the desk and accepted it frankly.

After all, this is an indisputable fact.

"Thank you, Senior Brother, for not exposing Changning's identity and for taking the trouble to reinforce the seal for him."

Xuan Su bowed again.

Xuanming still accepted it calmly.

Afterwards, Xuan Su sat down again and went straight to the point without beating around the bush: "Brother, you are very wise. I believe you have guessed why I came here. Since you already know Chang Ning's identity, I will not hide it. Chang Ning is..."

Before he could finish his words, Xuanming interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

After refilling his cup of tea, he asked, "Will Changning and Junior Sister endanger the Qiuzhen Temple?"

Xuan Su shook his head and said firmly:

"My mother and I have both grown up in the Qiuzhen Temple. The Master has been very kind to us. She and I will never repay kindness with hatred. If the Master needs us in the future, my mother and I will do our best, even at the cost of our lives."

Xuan Su's expression was serious and every word he said was sincere.

Xuanming nodded and continued to ask:
"If the old Taoist wants Changning to become a Qigong Master before he can leave the mountain, I wonder if Junior Sister is willing to agree. Can Changning do it?"

Xuan Su solemnly assured: "Brother, don't worry. I have this plan. Half a month ago, Changning became sensible and knew his own identity. He also promised Junior Sister that he would stay out of the world and die in the mountains."

Taking a sip of tea, Xuanming said leisurely: "In that case, you can go back."

"Every living being in the world has its own path, destiny, and story. Joys and sorrows, births, deaths, love and hate are intertwined into a tangled mess. As long as you don't endanger your sect, I have no interest in exploring your past."

"As for Changning, I only know that she is my junior sister's biological daughter, my junior niece, and a disciple of the Seeking Truth Temple."

"The rest is irrelevant."

Xuan Su was stunned for a moment, then he reacted, surprised and moved. He quickly stood up and saluted again.

"Thank you, senior brother."

Xuanming waved his hand nonchalantly.

After Xuan Su left, he drank the tea in the cup and continued reading the scriptures.

What I just said came from Xuanming's heart.

He was not very interested in Junior Sister Xuan Su's past.

The ups and downs of a hundred years, all pass by like a dream, there is nothing more important than immortality.

As long as it doesn't interfere with your own practice, everything else is just superficial. Whether Xiao Changning is a human or a monster, the matter can be big or small.

If she goes down the mountain, there is a risk of being exposed, which is naturally serious; if she does not go down the mountain, the matter can be avoided.

A Taoist practitioner must have a broad vision, a broad mind, and an open mind. It is true that Changning is a half-demon, but she had no choice in her birth and she has never made any mistakes, so why bother about it?

It is difficult for a half-demon to practice cultivation. By the time Changning achieves the status of a Qi-refining immortal, he will probably have already refined his spirit. By then, not only will this girl have a certain ability to protect herself, but he will also be able to handle it even if her identity is exposed.

There is no need to be restrained in many things.

I saw Junior Sister Xuan Su's figure gradually shrinking into a black dot from the corner of my eye. Xuan Ming transmitted his voice:
"Young people like to move around. Changning is still young. It's inevitable that she will feel bored if she is trapped on Su Nu Peak all day. Over time, her body and mind will be easily depressed. As long as she doesn't leave Fuyun Mountain, she can wander around freely, indulge in the mountains and rivers, and regulate her body and mind, which will also help her practice."

"With the dual restrictions imposed by the old Taoist priest and you, no one in the Qiuzhen Temple can discover his identity."

Xuan Su's body trembled slightly when he heard this.

He turned around to look at the Sutra Repository and expressed his gratitude through voice transmission.

　The second update is here. I have been busy these two days, so I will find time to make up for the update I owe today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)