Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 164 The Little Immortal on Wangcheng Mountain
Wangcheng Mountain is surrounded by peaks and ridges, resembling a city from afar. It is covered with dense forests, evergreen all year round, with thousands of red steps and winding paths leading to secluded spots.

However, the mountain path from the foot of the mountain to the top was occupied by pilgrims, making it difficult to go up the mountain and even more difficult to come down.

Outside the Sanqing Hall, two Taoist priests, one tall and one young, watched the endless stream of worshippers. The younger priest sighed:

“Junior Brother Yuzhen, you don’t know that when I was a child, this mountain road from the main gate was always unobstructed, whether going up or down the mountain, and no one could stop me.”

"Unexpectedly, today, if one wants to go up or down the mountain, there is not even a place to stay."

"Senior Brother, I heard from my brother that our Wangcheng Mountain was originally only considered a first-rate sect in the martial arts world, but our master's reputation has grown higher and higher."

"Even Qi Tianchen, the newly appointed national teacher of Tianqi City, calls him a true immortal from beyond the heavens. As a result, his status in the martial arts world has been rising higher and higher over the past two or three decades. He and Wudang Sect were once the leading Taoist sects, equally matched."

"That's right. Our sect's reputation as the leader of the Taoist sect is entirely due to our master's prestige. However, in the past year or two, the incense offerings at Wangcheng Mountain have been mostly not because of our master, but because of a Taoist master who can calculate the past and future with his fingers. Instead, it's because a little immortal who can brew millet wine and make people dream of a thousand years has emerged!"

Wang Yihang patted Zhao Yuzhen on the shoulder:

"Speaking of which, although you and Junior Brother Huanzhen are twin brothers, you have long since entered the Dao. Why do you still call him brother? Does he dislike being called Second Senior Brother that much?"

"He said I should either call him 'Brother' or 'Second Senior Brother,' and if I dared to call him 'Second Senior Brother,' he would take all the peaches I grew in my yard to make wine," Zhao Yuzhen said helplessly.

"Junior brother, you need to step up!" Wang Yihang encouraged.

“You were born with extraordinary features, which attracted your master, senior uncle, and junior master to come to the scene. From then on, you were taken up the mountain to be raised. At the age of three, you were accepted as the master’s last disciple. At the age of six, you learned the Great Dragon Elephant Power. Now at the age of eleven, you have begun to study the Boundless Sword Technique.”

"He is the first person in Wangcheng Mountain in the past hundred years to practice both Taoist magic and swordsmanship. Although Junior Brother Huanzhen came to the mountain at the age of three and was taken in by Master, he has neither practiced swordsmanship nor Taoist magic until now."

As he spoke, his voice grew increasingly resolute:
“Junior brother, I have faith in you. Since Junior Brother Zhen is threatening you to take the peaches from your yard to make wine, you should steal his millet wine. That’s called an eye for an eye.”

"Should I steal the wine and then let it all go into Senior Brother's stomach?" Zhao Yuzhen suddenly asked.

"The Autumn Dew White wine of Tianqi City is famous far and wide. It is only sold once a month, and countless people still line up to wait for it, just to taste its unique flavor."

Wang Yihang gave an awkward smile:
“It is indeed the millet wine brewed by Junior Brother Zhen Huan. It can capture the essence of human life. You don’t know how lazy he is usually. Apart from the three cups of millet wine he gives to the pilgrims every day, the rest are with Master, Senior Uncle, and Junior Uncle. I haven’t had any for a long time.”

Zhao Yuzhen said:

"Although my master thinks highly of me, saying that I am a reincarnated immortal of utmost purity, he also predicted that I am destined to suffer a calamity and that I will never leave the mountain. This will ensure the prosperity of Qingcheng Mountain for a hundred years. However, once I leave the mountain, I will die in battle on the barren beach, with blood flowing like a river."

"But he also has high hopes for my brother, saying that he is born with a divine body and has the destiny of an immortal. As long as he comprehends the Dao of Heaven, he can expect to shoulder both martial and heavenly fortunes, and even attain enlightenment through meditation."

He paused for a moment, then said with slight hesitation:

"Besides, does Senior Brother think that every time he calls me Brother or Second Junior Brother, all the unpleasant and unlucky things that happen to him are just accidents?"

Wang Yi slapped his thigh:
"I knew it was Junior Brother Zhen who did it. With my cultivation level, how could I trip and fall while walking? Birds flew over my head, and even though I dodged left and right, I still got bird droppings on me."

"Junior brother, how do you think he did it?"

He looked completely bewildered:
"The way of martial arts is first from the first rank to the ninth rank. The first nine ranks are for building the foundation of martial arts, so in the martial arts world, they can't be called masters, but rather second or third-rate."

"The Vajra Mortal Mirror above the ninth rank is a threshold that ordinary martial artists can never reach in their entire lives. This realm means that one is not subject to the six senses and myriad laws, and is indestructible. One can be as strong as Vajra and indestructible, and can be called a master." "The next step is the Free and Easy Realm, which means that if the mind is free and easy, one is invincible on earth. Reaching this level, one can master all kinds of secret techniques, thereby greatly increasing one's strength."

"Upon reaching the Realm of Freedom and Unfettered Heaven, one can use the Heavenly Dao as martial power, with every sword and blade resonating with all things. It is further divided into Nine Heavens, Soaring, Great Freedom, and Half-Step Divine Travel."

"If one reaches the ultimate state of great freedom, one will be famous throughout the world and recognized by the world as a sword immortal, a knife immortal, or a spear immortal."

"In the final realm of spiritual travel, while sitting quietly with eyes closed, one's thoughts can roam freely for thousands of miles, and all things are filled with fear, and the sky changes color."

"If the half-step Divine Travel Realm is the Human Immortal, then stepping into the Divine Travel Mystic Realm is the Earth Immortal."

Wang Yihang became increasingly confused:
"I've already reached the Free and Unfettered Realm, so how did Junior Brother Zhen manage to ambush me?"

Zhao Yuzhen thought for a moment and said:

"Perhaps this is the innate Dao body, which allows one to understand the Dao of Heaven even without cultivation, use the Dao of Heaven as a weapon, and resonate with all things."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yihang couldn't help but sigh deeply:
"Sigh, it's really unfortunate to be your senior brother."

Meanwhile, in a side hall of the Sanqing Hall.

An eleven or twelve-year-old Taoist priest in a green robe sat upright at the table, while a scholar in his thirties lay sprawled on the table.

As the young Taoist priest lightly tapped the table with his fingertips, the scholar slowly woke up, staring blankly for a long time.

As his eyes gradually cleared, he sighed at the handsome young Taoist priest before him:
"Thirty years of hard study are not as good as a dream of immortals. The Yellow Millet Wine is indeed worthy of its reputation."

The young Taoist priest in the green robe smiled and spoke:
"In the court and officialdom, one must learn to be talented, pretend to be confused, agree with the powerful and wealthy, smooth out one's rough edges, be accommodating to all sides, and smile when dealing with enemies."

"Serve your superiors as if they were your parents, and regard the common people as ants; sheath your sword in the open, and prepare to strike with a hidden arrow."

"If you learn this, layman, then you will have truly grasped the essence of today's last cup of millet wine."

The scholar waved his hands repeatedly:

"Little immortal, please don't joke. If I could learn it, I wouldn't be so unsuccessful now."

"To master this skill is to acquire great talent; it is the transformation of a gentleman into a dragon or a snake."

The young Taoist priest in green robes bowed deeply.
"The millet wine is finished today. Please tell the pilgrims outside for me."

The scholar nodded and walked out of the side hall, looking lost and dejected.

"With the ability to know past lives, one can know the past karma of all beings and the reasons for their present or future retribution. If this is added to wine, along with some dream-entering powers, the effect is indeed quite good."

Zhuang Buran suddenly shook his head:
"Unfortunately, it doesn't work for me, so I can't taste the true flavor of the millet wine."

(End of this chapter)