Controlling the Five Thunders and the Two Worlds

Chapter 358 The Taoist Priest of Mount Hua

"First bow to Heaven and Earth! Second bow to the parents! Husband and wife bow to each other!"

Qin Province, Xijing, a hotel.

A wedding is underway, with the bride dressed in traditional Chinese style. The ceremony blends traditional and modern elements, adhering to tradition without being overly complicated, making it a kind of modern Chinese wedding.

Just like the so-called new Chinese Hanfu now, it is clearly a traditional Chinese style of clothing, but it is by no means an original retro style, but rather has a modern aesthetic.

This is by no means a lack of respect for tradition, but rather an innovation that keeps pace with the times while respecting tradition.

"But...isn't this too innovative?"

Someone glanced at the side of the wedding venue and saw a Taoist priest dressed in ceremonial robes, holding a whisk in one hand and a jade tablet in the other, chanting incantations and occasionally waving the whisk.

"Isn't this treating Taoist priests like priests?" one person found it hilarious. "This is a bit ridiculous!"

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't know. That's the groom's cousin, a legitimate Taoist priest from the Eight Immortals Palace. He performed blessing ceremonies for the groom when he set off and when he picked up the bride. Most people don't even get this kind of treatment," another person reminded him.

"Isn't that feudal superstition? Ancient weddings didn't have this procedure, did they?"

"That's because you're naive. In ancient times, it was rare; ordinary people simply didn't have the qualifications. Do you see any religious figures participating in prayers at royal weddings?"

"Uh, you know what, it seems like there really is one." The man exclaimed in shock, "So they actually held a royal wedding?"

"Isn't that enough?" another person laughed. "What era are we living in? Why can't ordinary people hold a royal wedding?"

Some people whispered among themselves in the audience, while the bride and groom on the stage looked at Yun Yang with solemn expressions, full of awe and gratitude.

Yun Yang didn't play the trick of hiding his identity or pretending to be weak to deceive others. His family and his cousin's family had always had a good relationship and had helped each other for many years. Moreover, his own father had also spoken up.

So Yun Yang immediately used his Taoist Qi to cleanse the bride and groom's bodies. The genuine feeling made the two of them instantly respect Yun Yang as a celestial being.

So what followed was a natural progression. They respectfully placed the sandalwood persimmons that Yunyang had given them in pairs in the most central position of their new home, and also gave Yunyang the best spot at the wedding.

Yun Yang thought for a moment, since he was already there and it was not easy to attend a wedding, he might as well add all the necessary rituals. So he formally performed a blessing ceremony during the groom's departure, the welcoming of the bride, and the wedding ceremony, adding a sense of ritual.

Then he saw Gu Zhao, who couldn't help but laugh, at the entrance of the hall.

Yun Yang, "..."

"Are you performing a shamanistic ritual?" Gu Zhao asked with a smile.

"What kind of shamanistic ritual is this! I'm just praying for the newlyweds!" Yun Yang retorted stubbornly, and then actually cast a spell, scattering strands of magical power like sweet rain that merged into the bodies of the newlyweds on the stage.

……

"Are you here to pick me up?" Yun Yang asked.

The wedding was over, and Yun Yang took Gu Zhao to Old Liu's house on Guangji Street in the city. They each ordered a bowl of mutton stew and chatted while breaking the bread.

“Yes.” Gu Zhao nodded.

"I don't believe you for a second!" Yun Yang rolled his eyes at Gu Zhao. "It's not like I haven't been back before. When have you ever come to pick me up?"

"Then why did you ask?" Gu Zhao also rolled her eyes at Yun Yang.

"Then what are you doing here?" Yun Yang asked. "Didn't you just send those old Taoist priests back from Feiyun Mountain?"

“There are still two more Thunder Seeds,” Gu Zhao said.

Yun Yang understood, “The Eight Immortals Palace no longer has the true Dao, but the Chongyang Palace, Louguantai, and Jinxian Temple all have the true Dao.”

Qin Province is a major province of Taoism, with Taoist temples of all sizes scattered throughout the province. Although some Taoist temples are remote and sparsely populated, it does not mean that there are no Taoist masters in the temples.

On the contrary, the number of Taoist priests in Qin Province who have cultivated true Qi is actually among the highest in the country. When the hermits of Nanshan were hyped up back then, it was because there were truly masters in the mountains. It's just that they dispersed as the cameras focused on them. However, Gu Zhao's goal is not there. "Let's not go to these places for now."

"Then where to go?" Yun Yang asked, puzzled.

"West Mountain," Gu Zhao said calmly.

Yun Yang laughed, "So you're planning to collect the entire legacy of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen?"

The Seven Masters of Quanzhen: Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji, Tan Chuduan, Wang Chuyi, Hao Datong, Liu Chuxuan, and Sun Bu'er.

The most widely spread of these is naturally the Longmen School of Qiu Chuji, the Changchun Master, which is almost the largest lineage of Taoism in China today.

In addition, Liu Chuxuan passed on his teachings to the Suishan School, Wang Chuyi to the Yushan School, and Sun Bu'er to the Qingjing School. All of these schools have lineages in Laoshan, and Gu Zhao took their successors to another world.

The remaining branches, Ma Yu's Yuxian School and Tan Churui's Nanwu School, are mainly located in Henan Province, which Gu Zhao has not yet visited.

The last one is Hao Datong's Huashan Sect.

This branch is quite famous, not only shining brightly in Jin Yong's martial arts novels, but also not weak in real Taoism.

"I heard that Daoist Xining and Daoist Xianyuan, who discovered the Hairy Girl Cave, live up there?" Gu Zhao asked.

A few days ago, two Taoist priests followed a shallow pit left by their predecessors on the cliff face and discovered a statue hidden in a dangerous place on the precipice. The statue was a statue of the Hairy Girl, which has been worshipped for thousands of years.

"No, they went down." Yun Yang had also heard about this and even went back to Baxian Palace to inquire. "They originally wanted to stay up there, but too many hikers came to check it out later."

Gu Zhao raised an eyebrow. "Didn't they say the scenic area had closed off its routes and wouldn't let people go?"

Yun Yang shrugged. "Those are the obedient hikers, but there are also many disobedient hikers."

“Alright.” Gu Zhao shook his head, broke the last small piece of bread into pieces, and then asked Yun Yang, “What do we do next?”

Yun Yang waved his hand at the waiter, "It's all broken up, it's all like soup!"

……

Mount Hua, Maonv Peak.

Two old Taoist priests, two middle-aged Taoist priests, and a young Taoist priest were standing on a lower mountain next to Maonv Peak, watching people climbing on the cliffs in the distance.

The mountaineering team consisted of five people, both men and women, who were not far apart from each other. They used both hands and feet to climb along the mountain wall towards a secluded spot on the side of Maonv Peak. There was also a drone set to automatically follow them.

“They’re in great danger!” a middle-aged Taoist priest with a square face said, frowning.

The young Taoist priest curled his lip, "Once one falls down, they'll all behave themselves."

An old Taoist priest shook his head and looked at another old Taoist priest beside him, "Isn't the road blocked yet? If something really happens, we'll have done more harm than good."

The second old Taoist priest stroked his beard and said it would be within the next day or two.

The last Taoist priest, a middle-aged man with a goatee, didn't speak. He just watched the hikers climbing the cliff in the distance, then looked at the sky with a worried expression. "The wind is picking up."

"Huh?" Everyone turned around at the same time.

The next moment, the mountain wind suddenly became fierce, seemingly increasing several levels in an instant, causing the hikers who were climbing to sway violently, and they all hurriedly clung tightly to the cliff face.

"what!"

A gasp rang out as a woman was suddenly blown about by the wind, lost her balance, and plunged headfirst off the cliff.

(End of this chapter)