Qi Wufu raised his pen slightly, saw the text, and finally reluctantly wrote out the [Taichi Lingwen] that he had 'seen' in his heart, but it didn't stop there, the young Taoist shook slightly, holding the table with one hand, and held steady the fatigue that suddenly hit after writing this one word, and looked at this word at the back end, the longer he looked at it, the more he felt:

"Sure enough......"

"It's the same as Yunqin said, this [word] is really too difficult."

"I still haven't learned."

"It's really, it's full of problems."

The young Taoist was gentle and self-deprecating: "Compared with the one who wrote this word in the first place, the gap seems to be so big that people want to cry." ”

"Although it seems to be written, there are more problems in the details."

"I don't know how many times I have to learn before I can really master it."

Although this kind of text is said to be written, what is the difference between it and the first text that a childish urchin learned?

It is crooked and twisted, and it takes great effort to recognize it before it can be barely recognized.

"How can you say that you have learned it?"

"I just don't know who wrote such a perfect [Taichi Lingwen]."

Yunqin didn't say anything.

"It should be a very, very powerful, amazing Daomen senior, compared to him, I can't write the Taichi Lingwen at all, I just don't know when I can meet such a senior."

The young Taoist cleaned up his desk, and at this time he found that when he wrote this word, he was too distracted, and unconsciously, he had used up all the white paper that he bought back the day before yesterday, and packed up the white paper full of the words "Edict", and the young Taoist picked up the last one, slightly stunned.

He wrote the word "edict" on the piece of paper that recorded many souls and regrets at the foot of Helian Mountain.

The young man placed the stacked sheets of paper on one side.

The palm of his hand stroked the words written on this piece of paper, recalling the events of the time, and was silent for a while.

Looking at the sky outside, it seemed to be dark, thinking about cleaning up first, and then going to make up for sleep, spinning and throwing, white paper, pen and ink everywhere, this room is really messy now, the young Taoist planned to put away these papers, but he felt very tired, shook slightly, leaned his back against the wall, and his eyelids were already closed.

I was going to just close my eyes and sit down slowly against the wall, but unconsciously, holding the white paper in my arms, my breathing gradually became slow, but I had already fallen asleep, and my body was slightly undulating with my breathing.

In the courtyard in the other direction of the village, Zhou Lingyi, who woke up, pushed open the window.

He thought it was strange.

I don't know why, but I woke up early today.

And the most strange thing is that not only himself, but also his sons, daughters-in-law, and the two stinky boys who only knew that they were sleeping after they were crazy, also woke up at this time, but the hour was still early, the old man cleaned up, pushed open the window and planned to go out for a walk, and walked out in one step, but he was stunned.

When I raised my head, I saw the mountains and rivers from afar.

At this time, it should have been dark, the morning light was flowing, and the sound of birdsong could already be heard.

But at this moment, the old man was on crutches, and saw a large area of clouds pressing down from a distance, showing a slowly circling posture, giving people an indescribable sense of oppression.

There was not a hint of birdsong.

There is not a single trace of wind.

For some reason, the old man felt a sense of vastness in this cloud:

"This, this is ......"

"What's going on?"

I don't know why, obviously there is not the slightest evidence, and there is no reason, but he still turned his head and looked at the house where the young Taoist lived.

It was still drowsy outside.

The young Taoist slept peacefully.

The house was quiet.

The young man slept quietly, and his breathing was steady, when suddenly the written word "edict" lit up slightly, silently, and the streamer suddenly dispersed, fluttering and floating like the crumbs of stars, exuding a sense of boundless mystery.

The spirit of the above word, the five mountains of Shizhen, the eternal existence of the country, the treasure of the next word, the [spirit treasure] mysterious, the respect of all things.

This is the edict.

Wisps of light dispersed, this piece of white paper carrying the [edict] suddenly changed, the texture of the white paper was greatly improved, reached the extreme, the same is true of pen and ink, and immediately, the words written by the young Taoist himself on it lit up, and the red dust regret contained in it suddenly became clear.

Attachment, reluctance, I wish my relatives well, regret that I can't do it, and life and death are separated.

There are all kinds of sufferings that cannot be solved.

There are regrets in death.

The young man had said to the many souls—

The Imperial Decree of the Emperor.

The edict has arrived.

A blank piece of paper, writing all grievances and hatreds, a hundred years of life, but it's just a moment, a few ink marks.

Count this life, all regrets.

The young man fell asleep quietly holding a pile of white paper, golden streamers, red dust, regrets, ups and downs, flowing around his body, black hair on his sideburns fell, his eyebrows were clear, and the clouds finally dispersed outside the window, Zhou Lingyi walked in the village on crutches, for some reason, he suddenly remembered what he looked like when he was young, and his heart was sad.

Lian Shulan, who was originally asleep, suddenly cried in her dream.

Calling out her daughter's nickname.

The young Taoist sat in the red dust.

And in the end, a lot of regrets were scattered into this roll of white paper, which should have been an ordinary material, and the white paper that should have been an ordinary material lit up slightly, naturally emitting a trace of treasure light, which immediately disappeared, looking extremely ordinary, but after the word [敕] naturally played its role, it also turned into a little streamer.

The people who learn the Tao in the world are all disciples of the Taoist Ancestor.

And those who cultivate cloud seals in the world should also be disciples of Shangqing Tianzun.

Lingbao Tianzun with the law of Lingbao, with the world, since the beginning of the light, as for the first year of Chiming, after 990 billion eons, people are like dust and sand, incalculable.

Anyone who is destined to learn is not stingy to teach, please ask questions, and Lingbao Tianzun will not hesitate to teach.

Tianzun has seventy-two transformations, people want to see it, respond to it, and thousands of places can be separated.

He once preached in Shangqing Tian, saying that if he can realize the Taichi Lingwen, he will be able to understand it.

You should be in my door.

A little streamer naturally flew towards the sleeping boy, wanting to fall into the young man's eyebrows, leaving the supernatant breath, but at this time, the wooden hairpin in the young man's hairpin lit up slightly, and it did not come out when it encountered [demons], saw [spirits] and did not show it, was occupied by [land] divination and was not unusual, and saw [alien] count all things without change.

Only at this time there is a change.

A clear light rises,

In just one fell swoop, this Shangqing name ceremony will be smashed to the ground!

……………………

Celestial Danyang Heavenly Palace.

This place is the second of the three masters of Lingbao, the Lingbao master Danyuan Miaoying Danyang Miaohua Tianjun Dojo.

Because Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun taught his disciples casually, so he had the personality of the three masters of Lingbao, among which the [scripture master] Qingyang Miaodao Heavenly Master was to teach his disciples the true scriptures, and the Danyang Miaohua Tianjun who lived in Danyang Heavenly Palace was the [Nationality Teacher], and the disciples in charge of the Shangqing Dynasty [Immortal Book], and because many disciples fell into reincarnation, their bodies died, and there were new disciples to enter, which was really hard.

The lineage of others is to register the name first, and then get started.

But on Lingbao Tianzun's side, there are many people who have already heard the sermon, and Tianzun rarely remembers your name.

At this point, the three Dao Ancestor Heavenly Venerables are similar.

Danyang Miaohua Heavenly Monarch looked through the classics, while the two Taoist boys were helping to clean up the classics.

Some of the dim ones should be crossed out.

Some of them have fallen into the evil path through their cultivation, and some Shangqing disciples have gone to behead them.

The two boys were talking to each other.

"This one is dim too."

"This is also ......"

"These are just the three or four generations of disciples of our Shangqing lineage......"

"But it's at least very powerful to leave the name here, we can't do it."

"yes."

"I heard that the one from Niusu has not yet passed the assessment of Danhua Fu Ying Yuanjun, and now he is only her registered disciple, and it is not a true inheritance."

"The true biography of Danhua Fu Ying Yuanjun...... Where is it so easy to get? ”

"That's the true disciple of the Great Heavenly Venerable."

They talked, with envy.

Danyang Miaohua Tianjun looked at the classics, and shook his head when he heard the words, but he knew that the child's talent was actually very good, if it was an ordinary teacher, she would have been included in the door a long time ago, but Danhua Fu Ying Yuanjun's assessment was extremely strict, if she couldn't be satisfied, even if it was entrusted by her friends, she would only be admitted as a beginner disciple at most, and it was impossible to get her true inheritance.

However, if he passes the assessment, Danhua Fu Ying Yuanjun should send the girl's [Jade Jane] over.

“…… Obviously he had already prepared the [Jade Jane] for his disciples, but it was so strict. ”

"What should I say about you...... Danhua Fu Ying. ”

The old man shook his head and laughed, feeling that the character of this junior was still the same as when he was young.

As he was reminiscing, he suddenly heard an exclamation.

But it was the two boys who ran shouting, their faces full of disbelief and panic.

Danyang Miaohua Tianjun said gently: "What happened? ”

"Tianjun, Tianjun, go and take a look!"

"Huh?"

The old man suddenly noticed a trace of abnormality, stroked his beard and left, slightly surprised, but he saw the [Shangqing Jade] corresponding to the jade bi in the Xuandu Temple of Zifu suddenly lit up, and the latter name seemed to emerge, Danyang Miaohua Tianjun said: "This is, who has practiced and learned the core of my Shangqing lineage?" ”

"Is it the kind that is qualified to leave your name directly on the Shangqing jade?"

"Who is it?"

Danyang Miaohua Tianjun was surprised and delighted, and waited quietly, ready to burn the name slip himself.

I saw the name slowly emerge.

I was about to take a closer look.

The name vanished in an instant.

"Hmmm?!!"

Danyang Miaohua Tianjun, who had already gotten up, was dumbfounded, and his movements of stroking his beard stopped: "This, this is ......"

"What was it just now?"

"What flashed past?!"

PS:

[Red Book and Jade Text], the beginning of the Xianrui Fuying, there is a sound to know it, and it can be [fasting and reciting] ...... [Baoju Shenxiao, Dao Beikede, parade to the Three Realms, and ascend to the Golden Gate] - "Lingbao Supreme Human Wonderful Sutra Scroll Xianrui Fu Yingpin".

If you learn to learn it, you will be able to enter the true legend of the Shangqing Lingbao, which comes from here.

Lingbao Tianzun uses the method of Lingbao to live with the world...... Anyone who is destined to learn is not stingy to teach, please ask questions, and Lingbao Tianzun will not hesitate to teach. - "The Book of Cave Books"

The setting that Lingbao Tianzun accepts many disciples comes from this.

(End of chapter)