Chapter 2 Death is Extreme Life

"It's a good way, it's a very good way. The name is famous, and the name is not very famous. Nameless, the beginning of heaven and earth. famous, the mother of all things. Therefore, there is often no desire to observe the wonder. There is often desire6 to observe it. These two have the same name and different names, and they are the same mysteries. Mysterious and mysterious, the door of all wonders... ”

The ancient road is densely covered with bluestones, the mountains are light and handsome, next to the mountains and rivers, a big river roars through, the water of the big river is clear but not turbid, the aura is pressing, this is a unique big river within a radius of dozens of miles, all the villages around Kongtong Mountain are living around this big river.

And at this moment, in an ordinary hill next to the river, a simple but not simple Taoist temple is located on the small hill, in the view, there is a clear chanting sound, and the correct recitation is known as the Taoist supreme treasure of the Tao Te Ching.

"Tao Te Ching" was written by Taishang Laozi, the founder of Taoism, and basically as long as he is a cultivator, there is no one who does not know it.

In this small Taoist temple with only four or five pavilions, a slightly larger main hall, in front of which is enshrined the Guangchengzi of the human emperor, and behind it is enshrined the three Qing Daozun, from left to right are Yuqing Yuan Shi Tianzun, Taiqing Taishang Laozi, Shangqing Tongtian Daozun.

In the center of the main hall there is a futon, on which sits a young man who looks like seventeen or eighteen, wearing a Taoist bun on his head, wearing a sharpened wooden stick, wearing a white Taoist robe of Tai Chi Bagua diagram, and white socks and round shoes on his feet.

And the skin of the young man wearing this dress is even whiter, and there is no blood on his face, when the only difference is the eyes that are as bright as stars, which makes people have to sigh: "What a handsome little Taoist!"

At this time, he was sitting cross-legged in front of the statues of Taoist sages doing his daily homework.

And this little Taoist priest is the master of this Taoist temple, or the presiding officer and abbot, and he is the only one in this Taoist temple.

The villagers at the foot of the nearby mountain are used to calling him Guangchen Dao Chief, while the older villagers will call him Xiao Guangchen, and this so-called Xiao Guangchen is what they have grown up watching.

And this little Taoist priest's name is called Guangchenzi, which is the name of his master and Ling Zi, and Guangchenzi was picked up by He Lingzi from the bottom of the mountain when he was a child, and after asking the nearby villagers, he knew that this child was not near their village, so he Ling Daochang planned to cultivate Guangchenzi as his own mantle.

And Guangchenzi did not live up to the expectations of He Lingzi, he was smart and clever since he was a child, and he had excellent understanding, and he had read the books in the Taoist temple early, and he had comprehended the Taoist scriptures by himself.

This made He Lingzi often shocked, and often sighed: "There is a successor!"

You must know that these books are the scriptures and Taoist collections that have been passed down by the Ziji Palace for hundreds of years. The scriptures contained in it can be described as massive.

What's more, because of the end of the Dharma era, because each sect did not have aura, there was no monk who could enter the Tao, so there was not much attention to the classics and scriptures of each school.

Therefore, he and Ling Zi worked hard to collect all the classics of various genres, whether it was Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, and all the hundred schools of thought, and they were all included in the bag one by one.

There are so many books that add up to so many books, and it is not difficult to show that it is impossible for a child to read them all.

The legend of Ziji Palace is the Taoist system passed down by Guangchengzi, Ziji Palace has always been not prosperous, and there are only one or two disciples from generation to generation, and more are passed down in one line. It's like the master-apprentice relationship with Ling Zi and Guangchenzi.

Time is surging like a river, and in a blink of an eye, when Guangchenzi was nine years old, He Lingzi sent Guangchenzi to a school dozens of miles away from the Taoist Temple to study, and asked Guangchenzi to teach him everything he had learned all his life while learning school knowledge.

And Guangchenzi lived up to expectations, and soon integrated all the knowledge. As the so-called piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting are proficient.

But.....

Although Guangchenzi is talented and intelligent, he can be described as a talent, but it is a pity that he is jealous of talent.

In the process of Guangchenzi going to school for some reason, he fainted inexplicably, and later found out after examination that he suffered from a strange disease, and his body organs were failing all the time, which was probably a problem of congenital physique, which made him unable to exercise like others, because once he carried out more intense exercise, his body organs would accelerate the failure, and it was estimated that it was only a few years.

After hearing the news, He Lingzi couldn't believe that the precious apprentice he had carefully cultivated only had a few years of longevity, and he immediately ignored the dissuasion of the local doctor, brought Guangchenzi back to the Taoist temple, and taught him Taoist qi practice day after day. And every day he warmed his weak body with herbs.

The Taoist practice of qi is said to be the basic practice of the ancient qi practitioners, after practicing to the great success, you can perceive the qi, the unity of heaven and man, so as to achieve the introduction of qi into the body, no disease, from then on to live for 200 years.

Not to mention the strange disease of Guangchenzi, even the most difficult situation may be solved, but since the Ming and Qing dynasties, the era of the end of heaven and earth has arrived, the spiritual things do not exist, the inheritance of the exercises is lost, the spiritual energy is dispersed, and there are no monks who can enter the Tao.

And this light dust can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor, practicing qi art every day to resist the disease, not to mention, although he has not practiced any qi, but it can greatly slow down the degree of organ failure.

Although in the process of treatment, watching He Lingzi work every day, Guangchenzi also had the idea of giving up, but with the encouragement of his master and Ling Zi, he persevered tenaciously.

As the saying goes: "There is abandonment and gain, there is gain and loss", in his practice of qi practice day after day, in order to resist the erosion of illness, shrouded in endless pain, Guangchenzi has grown up strong in both his heart and character. He now takes his life and death very lightly

So in this way, Guangchenzi stumbled, and in this era of the end of the law, relying on the effect of daily medicinal herbs and qi training, miraculously survived until he was eighteen years old.

Just after Guangchenzi finished reading the Tao Te Ching and doing his homework, he slowly got up from the futon, and while carefully packing up the scriptures, he thought calmly and full of reminiscence,

"The effects of the herbs and qi cultivation techniques have come to an end, and I have already felt it, my body has been extremely weak today, if nothing else, I will go to see the master immediately. ”

That's right, Na and Ling Zi had already exhausted their yang longevity a few years ago, and their feathers had soared. And the Ziji Palace is really only left with Guangchenzi. And because of the end of the Dharma era, Guangchenzi was unable to sense the qi until the end.

And Guangchenzi looked at the Taoist sages with difficulty, and inadvertently recalled the scene when He Lingzi died.

It's in this hall. He Lingzi looked at Guangchenzi kindly and said:

"Guangchenzi, as a teacher, I just have to accompany the ancestors, so there is no need to be sad, originally my wish in this life is to revitalize the Ziji Palace, and I have also struggled for this ideal for most of the time, but unfortunately the harvest is minimal, just when I am discouraged.

I miraculously met you, and since I accepted you as a disciple, I have felt that there is hope for my important mission of revitalizing the Purple Pole Palace, but it is a pity that your body. Hey, don't talk about it, it's just a futile trouble, and the times don't have the same as others. ”

After speaking, He Lingzi reluctantly looked at Guang Chenzi's handsome face, nodded with a smile, and was silent again.

After a long time, Guangchenzi reluctantly sobered up from his memories. Feel the body has reached its limits.

Carefully dusted off the "Tao Te Ching", put it aside, tidied up his robes, and made a deep bow to the Taoist sages with difficulty, and then knelt on the futon in front of him.

"The ancestors are above, the disciples are not good, there is no way to revitalize the Ziji Palace in this life, and we are worthy of the nurturing grace of the ancestors, if there is an afterlife, we will make the Ziji Palace last forever, and the Tao will last forever. ”

After speaking, he slowly closed his eyes and waited for the vitality in his body to pass away quickly.

But what no one expected was that just after Guangchenzi closed his eyes, a gray bead appeared above Guangchenzi without warning, and after flexibly emitting a ray of light that rolled up his soul, he disappeared.