Chapter 600: Modern Experience, the Mystery of Purple Qi
Hearing Zheng Fa's shameless flattery, Taoist Hongjun glanced at him and said nothing. Instead, he pointed at the city below and said, "Was this built by the human race here?"
Zheng Fa nodded in agreement.
Taoist Hongjun seemed to be interested and took Zheng Fa with him, falling towards the tall building below.
"Daozu, I'll change my appearance first." Zheng Fa said.
"Um?"
"I have some reputation here." Zheng Fa saw that Taoist Hongjun seemed to know nothing about the modern world. Just as he was about to introduce himself, Taoist Hongjun suddenly stretched out his palm, and a ball of chaotic energy kept spinning in his palm.
The chaotic energy spun faster and faster, shrinking smaller and smaller until it finally shrank into a black dot that even Zheng Fa couldn't see clearly. Then, a blinding light shone.
Zheng Fa narrowed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he saw that in Hongjun's palm, there seemed to be an extra...universe!
The singularity exploded, the first planets appeared, and the galaxy was born.
Life began to appear on an inconspicuous planet in a galaxy's spiral arm.
Algae, dinosaurs, humans, civilization...
The past of the universe was replayed in the palm of Taoist Hongjun, and Zheng Fa even seemed to see his own face.
Obviously, there is no need for Zheng Fa to introduce it.
Taoist Hongjun seems to be quite interested in modern life.
Zheng Fa transformed into a young man in modern clothes, but Hongjun remained unchanged, still wearing a Taoist robe. The two of them walked along an eight-lane road.
The pairing of the two is actually a bit strange, but with the recent flourishing of Taoism in the Confederation, more and more people like to wear Taoist robes, so Taoist Hongjun is not very eye-catching.
He looked around as if he was very curious.
Zheng Fa, unsure of what he was about to do, also looked around. The road was bustling with traffic, and from time to time, one or two disc-like aircraft flew across the sky. These were gadgets developed by the Confederation Research Institute, essentially low-altitude electromagnetic aircraft that used the city's external energy to achieve internal travel.
This type of aircraft is quiet, highly sensitive, and fast, making it ideal for urban travel. However, modern spiritual materials are scarce and expensive, so only a few people and some special departments use it.
Taoist Hongjun first stared at the cars on the street, then raised his head and looked at the aircraft flying overhead. He seemed to find it interesting and chuckled, "That's quite a clever idea."
The two turned right from the main road and walked into a much narrower street. This must be a food street, with restaurants on both sides. It was lunchtime, and the aroma of rice and vegetables wafted from both sides.
Zheng Fa knew as soon as he smelled it that the rice and vegetables used in many stores were gradually improved by the Agricultural College. Unlike aircraft, these things have always been the key promotion projects of the Confederation.
Taoist Hongjun glanced at him, then glanced at the diners in the restaurant, and his whole aura suddenly changed... like a mortal.
He pointed to the most popular restaurant on the side of the road, and Zheng Fa suddenly understood that this old man wanted to satisfy the appetite of mortals!
The two of them entered the restaurant and ordered a table full of more than ten signature dishes. The proprietress was so happy that she treated them very attentively.
Taoist Hongjun was really not reserved. He picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
Zheng Fa only ate one-fifth of the dishes, and the remaining 80% went into the old man's stomach.
This action shocked the customers nearby and they all put down their chopsticks.
The chefs in the kitchen all ran out, holding their rice spoons and staring at Taoist Hongjun with a mixture of joy and worry.
The good news was that he seemed to have met his soulmate.
What worries me is that this confidant looks quite old. He might end up eating too much.
Fortunately, Taoist Hongjun seemed to be fine. He took a tissue and wiped his mouth slowly. He also chatted with the diners and chefs next to him, asking about their income, life and other trivial matters.
This was originally a private matter, but when he asked, others answered naturally without hiding anything.
Only then did Zheng Fa realize that Taoist Hongjun had mastered modern language without him knowing.
"Life is much better now." Seeing their heated discussion, the proprietress poked her head out from behind the counter and sighed, "They are young and don't know how hard life was in the past."
"Take my childhood for example. Although I had enough food and clothes, my grandfather was in poor health and had to go to the hospital every week. I also needed money to go to school. My father worked every day, but he didn't make much money year-round. By the time I was 30 or 40, half of my hair was already white."
"Are you okay now?"
"Of course it's good now!" The proprietress shook her head. "Although we're not destined to become immortals, at least we have enough food and clothing. My father is eating some spiritual food now. You certainly didn't expect..."
"What did you think of?"
"He's in his seventies or eighties, and his hair has turned black again!" The proprietress chuckled. "He practices radio gymnastics at home every day. He's in better shape than me. He runs around all day long, saying the world is so big..."
Taoist Hongjun glanced at Zheng Fa and said nothing, just listening to the proprietress's endless chatter:
"I opened this shop so I could earn some money for my two children." Speaking of this, she couldn't help but smile expectantly. "Both children have good aptitudes. My teacher said they'll both become immortals in the future."
After chatting for a while, the two of them left the restaurant. Zheng Fa was the first to speak: "I didn't hire anyone."
Actually, he didn't do much. At most, he added a lower limit to modern society - high-yield crops and low-cost energy, which almost ensured that everyone could have enough food and clothing.
Neither of these is even entirely the credit of Zheng Fa. He did make some contribution to Waidan, but the high-yield crops were mostly attributed to the Agricultural College.
Taoist Hongjun nodded and suddenly spoke: "Your role is to ensure that this group of people, who have no chance to cultivate immortality, are not left behind."
Zheng Fa was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Hongjun. Taoist Hongjun's eyes were extremely penetrating.
Taoist Hongjun nodded at him, and took Zheng Fa with him for a stroll.
Zheng Fa was still in a daze.
What I just said is quite right. In essence, if it were not for Zheng Fa's will, the products of the nursing home would hardly benefit the vast majority of people - just like high-yield crops, which have actually always been researched and promoted by the will of the upper echelons.
For most people in nursing homes, this thing is meaningless or even useless.
But what exactly is Taoist Hongjun doing?
As if hearing his doubts, Taoist Hongjun said slowly as he walked, "I am somewhat interested in this human world."
"With your omniscience and omnipotence..."
Zheng Fa was still very confused. The scene of the universe in his palm just now left a very deep impression on him.
Why did Taoist Hongjun have to play this kind of incognito drama?
"As a saint, you see different things than as a mortal."
Taoist Hongjun's words shocked Zheng Fa's heart. This was quite true. When facing the same thing, people with different positions and identities would have different feelings. This Taoist was more practical than he had imagined and was an experientialist.
"go to school?"
Isn’t this very practical!
Taoist Hongjun was only as tall as Zheng Fa's waist at this time. He had a childish face but a serious expression. He pointed to a primary school and nodded seriously.
"Then... I'll find someone to handle the formalities."
"Need not!"
Taoist Hongjun walked into the school gate with a swagger, went straight into a classroom, conjured up a desk, and sat down.
Along the way, none of the security guards, teachers, or classmates noticed anything unusual, as if he was already a member of the class.
It was not until the evening that Zheng Fa received Taoist Hongjun from his teacher after school.
Honestly, looking at the young Taoist Hongjun, Zheng Fa felt less pressure. For a moment, his mind was spinning, and he asked with a smile, "What did you learn today?"
"One math class and one Chinese class." Taoist Hongjun glanced at him and answered honestly, "And one more class, a course on immortal philosophy."
“Oh, this has only appeared in recent years.”
Zheng Fa nodded. To put it simply, this course is to first instill some moral norms and immortal concepts into children.
"I know."
Zheng Fa felt that the tone was not right and turned to look at Taoist Hongjun, who then said slowly, "The first chapter of the textbook is called, Daozu Arrives in the Dust."
“…”
After a long silence, Zheng Facai said dryly, "I told you, Daozu, you are my role model!"
"Oh."
By the time Zheng Fa and Hongjun arrived at Hongshan, more than three months had passed after they had traveled along the way.
Taoist Hongjun was indeed very experimental. He even went to find a job and worked for a day.
Later, he became interested in computers and sneaked into the computer department of Renmin University, where he studied for half a day.
Overall, it's not difficult to serve.
Only...
"Is this the place where Zheng Daozu practiced in seclusion? It truly is a blessed place for immortals."
Taoist Hongjun stood at the door of the nursing home, looked around, his face full of amazement, and said to Zheng Fa.
An old hermaphrodite.
Along the way, Zheng Fa was almost annoyed by him.
Tang Lingwu came out and looked at Zheng Fa with a puzzled expression: "When did you go out?"
Zheng Fa was stunned for a moment, but before he could say anything, Tang Lingwu looked at Taoist Xiang Hongjun again and asked, "Who is this?"
Zheng Fa couldn't bring himself to reveal Taoist Hongjun's real name—this name was much more well-known in modern times than in the Xuanwei Realm. He could only glance at Tang Lingwu and say, "It's a Taoist friend I met."
Tang Lingwu's face showed understanding. She looked at Taoist Hongjun twice again, and accompanied the two of them into the nursing home.
She apologized and left first. Taoist Hongjun turned to look at Zheng Fa and said, "Don't understand?"
Zheng Fa nodded slightly.
He really didn't know what Taoist Hongjun was doing.
"Since you are sitting on the futon, you are qualified to obtain the Hongmeng Purple Qi."
"Daozu, this primordial purple energy..."
"Don't want it?"
Zheng Fa nodded silently.
I really want it, but the problem is fate.
Now the other party is eyeing us covetously, just waiting for the Hongmeng Purple Qi.
With the method of transforming one qi into three pure ones, Zheng Fa is not afraid of death. The problem is, who knows whether he can take the Hongmeng purple qi with him? If it falls into the hands of the Taoist of Creation, it will be troublesome.
This person is too dangerous. He is an enemy rather than a friend of the Jiushan Sect. Holding the Hongmeng Purple Qi will be a great threat to the Jiushan Sect.
Taoist Hongjun looked at him, seeming a little unhappy, and the atmosphere between them was a little heavy.
"Tea time!"
Tang Lingwu walked in gracefully, carrying a tray. She seemed to sense that something was amiss in the atmosphere. She glanced at the two of them and asked, "Did Zheng Fa make you angry?"
Taoist Hongjun glanced at Zheng Fa.
Tang Lingwu placed the teacup next to Taoist Hongjun, half-knelt down, and said with her eyes wide open, "Grandpa, ignore him."
“…”
Zheng Fa was confused. Why did he call him grandpa?
But Hongjun didn't speak, and he didn't dare to speak.
"Zheng Fa is a stupid person." After saying this, Tang Lingwu glared at Zheng Fa, seeming to have some resentment.
"You call him stupid?"
"Yeah, I can't see anything! You make me angry every day." Tang Lingwu chattered as if she was complaining.
Zheng Fa was watching from the side.
Taoist Hongjun glanced at the two men's faces, as if he had noticed something. He smiled and began to speak sarcastically again: "He's already the Taoist Patriarch, and you still say that to him?"
"What Daozu? He's even embarrassed himself." Tang Lingwu snorted disdainfully, "He often says that he's just lucky and inherited some of the wisdom of his predecessors. He just wants to carry it forward and not let the teachings of the ancient sages be lost in the dust."
Did I say that?
Zheng Fa looked at Taoist Hongjun with a smile on his face, and he was certain in his heart, and said!
Tang Lingwu is his own mouthpiece!
"Does he really think so?"
"That's right." Tang Lingwu said bluntly, "Otherwise, if he's so stupid, why would so many people on Hongshan be willing to help him?"
“…”
"You always say he's stupid, but I think he's very smart."
Tang Lingwu glared at Zheng Fa again and said:
"Look, he's so powerful, but he doesn't seem to enjoy much, and he's not even domineering. On the contrary, he's busier than the rest of us. Isn't he stupid?"
“…”
"Other people who cultivate immortality would like to practice behind closed doors, fearing that others might learn from them. But he's the opposite, worried that others won't learn. Isn't that even more stupid?"
“…”
Taoist Hongjun's expression became more and more strange.
Tang Lingwu added, "His dumbest part is his mouth. He values Hongshan immensely, and to invite you here must mean he respects and values you immensely. But before he could even say a few words, he's already angered you again."
"I'm not angry." Taoist Hongjun smiled and shook his head, then glanced at Tang Lingwu. "You, on the other hand, are even more anxious than this brat."
Tang Lingwu's face turned red, she lowered her head and said nothing.
But when Taoist Hongjun looked at her, his expression was very gentle.
Zheng Fa watched from the side, thinking that Tang Lingwu was indeed the old man's killer...
Taoist Hongjun looked at Zheng Fa and asked, "She said you are the dumbest. So, tell me, why don't you want the Hongmeng Purple Qi?"
Zheng Fa didn't hide it and said, "Of course I want it, but if I take it and that Taoist Zaohua snatches it away, it will be even more troublesome."
"Are you afraid that he will leave Jiuyaotian and become your enemy?"
"yes."
Taoist Hongjun nodded, as if he understood, and confirmed, "Really?"
Zheng Fa was about to speak when he suddenly saw Tang Lingwu glaring at him. He was stunned and turned to look at Taoist Hongjun.
Taoist Hongjun had a smile on his face, as if he was enjoying the show.
Zheng Fa stopped immediately.
"You're a bit clumsy, not as clever as a little girl," Taoist Hongjun commented calmly, "Without the Hongmeng Purple Qi, how can you protect this world?"
“…”
Zheng Fa's eyes suddenly widened.
"Why do you think I was able to come here?" Taoist Hongjun's words exploded in Zheng Fa's ears, "This place is also Jiuyao Heaven."
(End of this chapter)
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