Journey to the West: Cultivation Begins at Jindou Mountain

Chapter 274 Transmitting Scriptures in a Dream
When the three imperial advisors, reeking of alcohol, walked out of the palace of Chechi Kingdom, it was already the dead of night.

The three drunken imperial advisors, supported by their respective disciples, returned to their respective palaces.

Daojun Mountain, Daojun Palace.

The Divine Physician Daojun was standing on the third floor of the incense space pavilion. In front of him was a lotus-shaped white jade basin filled with clear water, and the scene depicted in the basin was exactly the same as that in the royal palace of Chechi Kingdom.

Daojun watched silently, and as the three national advisors returned to their palaces and lay down to sleep, a smile appeared on his face.

The Daoist Lord stretched out his palm and gently touched the lotus basin. Ripples spread across the clear water, and a white light flashed in the basin.
At the same time, a white light appeared on the foreheads of the three sleeping immortals, and under the shimmering light, the three seemed to sleep much more comfortably.

Tiger Power Immortal walked through a misty fog, his eyes filled with confusion. It was unclear how long he walked before his eyes gradually regained their clarity.

Tiger Power Immortal stared blankly at the scene, wondering why he had suddenly appeared there.

"This scene seems to be the legendary method of inviting people into dreams, but my two fellow disciples and I are not familiar with this method, so it must not be my two junior brothers."

"Looks like someone invited me into their dream."

Tiger Power Immortal looked wary. He didn't know whether the newcomer was friend or foe, but he knew that the other party's skills were definitely superior to his own.

After all, with his abilities, even if he were drunk, he shouldn't be able to pull someone into a dream without them noticing.

Tiger Power Immortal looked around, cupped his hands in greeting, and said in a powerful voice:
"I wonder which immortal has invited me here? Please show yourself!"

After a while, Tiger Power Immortal still hadn't seen anyone. The place was extremely quiet, as if only endless white mist was drifting there.

Tiger Power Immortal's expression was somewhat unpleasant, his tiger eyes scanning the surroundings, and his voice became more urgent.

"Please, celestial being, show yourself!"

"Please show yourself!!!"

"Humph!!"

Seeing that the person wouldn't come out despite his repeated invitations and was just left standing there, Tiger Power Immortal snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve, and was about to curse when he suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from not far away.

"Senior brother! Is that you?!"

"Junior brother?!"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Tiger Power Immortal's eyes lit up. He looked towards the mist to the east and saw a familiar figure walking quickly towards him!

The figure was none other than his second junior brother, the Great Immortal Lu Li.

"Senior brother! It's me."

Upon seeing Tiger Power Immortal there, Deer Power Immortal's face lit up with joy. He quickly stepped forward, about to say something, when he heard a familiar voice.

"Senior brothers! So you're here too!"

They turned around and saw the third brother, Yangli Daxian, walking briskly towards them, looking at them with surprise and delight.

The three reunited, and Tiger Power Immortal looked at the two before him and said:
"My two brothers, do you have any clues about where you are? And who is responsible for this?"

The other two immortals also looked troubled. After thinking for a while, they still couldn't come up with any useful clues. After a long while, they could only shake their heads helplessly.

Just then, Deer Power Immortal's ears twitched slightly. He looked around in confusion, as if he had heard some kind of sound.
"Brother, what's wrong?"

Tiger Power Immortal looked puzzled and was about to ask a question when he suddenly heard a certain sound in his ear, which made him somewhat surprised and uncertain.

But inexplicably, his heart told him that this voice was extremely important to him.

At this moment, the three immortals clearly heard some kind of ethereal voice. They all sat down cross-legged at the same time, focused their minds, and tried to hear what the voice was saying.

Gradually, the sound became clearer and clearer in their ears.

The Great Way is formless.

"The Great Dao is impartial, yet it governs the cycles of the sun and moon."

"The Great Way is nameless, yet it nourishes all things. I do not know its name, so I call it the Way. The Way is both pure and turbid, both still and in motion. Purity and stillness are the foundation, while turbidity and motion are the branches."

As the sounds of the "Qingjing Jing" (Scripture of Purity and Tranquility) continued to enter the ears of the three immortals, their expressions quickly became calm and gentle, as if they were listening to celestial music, unable to stop.

The three of them, whose foundations were initially unstable, actually became much more stable amidst the ethereal chanting of Taoist scriptures.

After a long while, as the Daoist chanting of the "Qingjing Jing" slowly faded away, the three immortals opened their eyes with a sense of loss.

However, from within the white mist before them, a figure with an air of otherworldly grace, standing with his hands behind his back, appeared out of nowhere.

However, the figure was shrouded in white mist, making it impossible for the three immortals to see its true face. But the three of them did not care at all, and with joy on their faces, they knelt down and bowed to the figure in front of them!
"We, the humble immortals, pay our respects to the venerable immortal! We are grateful for your mercy and for teaching us the Dao!"

The three bowed respectfully, and then a faint voice slowly drifted from within the white mist.

"Where did you three learn your magic and Taoist arts?"

Tiger Power Immortal exchanged a glance with his two junior brothers and quickly said, "Reporting to the Immortal, my two brothers and I once studied Taoism together under the White Crane Taoist in Zhongnan Mountain. Seeing our sincerity, the White Crane Taoist taught us the Five Thunder Technique for praying for rain."

At this point, Tiger Power Immortal hesitated, clearly having something difficult to say.

"Is there something you'd rather not say?"

Tiger Power Immortal quickly shook his head and had no choice but to tell the truth.

“Immortal, after the White Crane Taoist taught us the Five Thunder Technique, he left directly without letting us become his disciples. He just told us to leave Zhongnan Mountain together.”

"My two fellow disciples and I had no choice but to agree. After leaving Zhongnan Mountain, we traveled all the way. Since we were all drawn to the Tao, we learned many unorthodox Taoist magic techniques."

"Later, we arrived at Chechi Kingdom, where we encountered a drought demon. The three of us fought the drought demon and used the Five Thunder Technique to eliminate it and avert the disaster."

"The King of Chechi Kingdom revered Taoism and appointed the three of us as his national teachers."

"Time flies, and my two fellow disciples and I have been serving as national teachers in Chechi Kingdom for twenty years, protecting the land with favorable weather and promoting Taoism."

The figure in the white mist seemed to be pondering something, and remained silent for a moment. The three of them felt uneasy. Just as Tiger Power Immortal was about to say something more, they heard a sigh coming from the white mist.

"It's a pity that your opportunity hasn't come yet; you're still a few points short."

"These three immortal seals are bestowed upon you. You must keep them safe and not speak of them. You should cultivate diligently in the future. If fate allows, we will meet again."

As soon as the voice fell, three shimmering immortal seals flew out from the white mist and entered the bodies of the three immortals before they could react.

Then, the three of them suddenly lost consciousness.

The three-story pavilion in the incense space slowly lost its light on the white jade basin with lotus flowers in front of the Daoist, and the basin seemed to have become ordinary again.

Now, the three immortal seals have settled into the souls of these three immortals. Once the karma on their bodies is cleared, they can be guided out.

Even if one loses their physical body, they can retain their memories and, like Pigsy, be reincarnated to cultivate the path of immortality anew.

If one were to enter Daojun Mountain, one could abandon the unorthodox path of cultivation and return to the orthodox Daoist path, which would actually be a good thing.

The reason why Daojun took a liking to these three and lent them a helping hand was not because these three had particularly high cultivation talents or were particularly important.

More importantly, it is because these three people have a firm belief in the Tao and genuinely revere the Taoist school.

Over the years, these three have worked diligently in Chechi Kingdom. Apart from suppressing Buddhism and promoting Taoism, they have not done anything else to harm people, and they have genuinely respected the king.

They built the Sanqing Temple, recited Taoist scriptures day and night, prayed for the country's well-being, and wished for the king's longevity—this was their true intention.

The three immortals saved the Kingdom of Chechi years ago, and the King of Chechi was deeply grateful to them and treated them with sincerity, agreeing to all their conditions.

The three immortals reciprocated in kind to Chechi Kingdom, showing that they were not ungrateful people.

However, they persecuted many innocent monks, causing them to die in agony, thus creating too much karmic retribution.

If this hadn't happened, it might have been a meritorious achievement.

His Xuanmen sect is orthodox, focusing on introspection and self-cultivation; there is no talk of destroying Buddhism and promoting Taoism.

At dawn, a figure dressed in a Taoist robe emerged almost simultaneously from the three palaces of the three national teachers of Chechi Kingdom.

The three quickly met in front of the main hall. Upon seeing each other, their eyes revealed a mixture of surprise, shock, and confusion.

"My two virtuous brothers, I presume you also..."

Just as Tiger Power Immortal was about to say something, he was pulled back by Sheep Power Immortal, who was dressed in a white Taoist robe and had a goatee.

"Hey! Senior brother!"

He looked around warily and lowered his voice:
"Senior brother, don't forget... we mustn't tell anyone."

Tiger Power Immortal clapped his hands and nodded hurriedly:
"Yes, yes, yes! My brother is right, look at me!"

"But if that's the case, then we really are all..."

The three immortals looked at each other and saw the joy on each other's faces.

Their unwavering devotion to the Dao has finally earned them the attention of the immortals. Merely reciting the "Qingjing Jing" once has solidified their foundations. How extraordinary must that be!

Perhaps, that figure
The three immortals were extremely excited in Chechi Kingdom, while Daojun had just stepped out of the incense space when he suddenly felt the water vapor around Daojun Mountain rising, and patches of clouds appearing in the clear sky.

On Daojun Mountain, many pilgrims who came to offer incense also looked surprised, wondering why clouds had appeared in the originally clear sky, blocking out the sun.

Daojun looked up at the sky, his expression slightly surprised. He hadn't expected that this person would leave the Western Sea and come straight to him.

A moment later, as the moisture grew thicker, a beam of azure light suddenly flashed across the sky, landed in front of the Dao Lord, revealed its form, and bowed in greeting.

"Daojun, it's been a long time. I, Ao Run from the Western Sea, have come to pay you a visit."

(End of this chapter)