On the avenue, a carriage slowly stopped.

When the other pedestrians on the surrounding roads saw the sign on the carriage, they all stepped aside.

Even if there were other people driving luxurious carriages decorated with silk and satin, with extremely brutal drivers waving whips, when they saw this carriage, they all changed color, and then hurriedly stepped aside to let this simple carriage go forward. The driver who was driving this carriage sat up straight and thanked politely.

The others quickly returned the greeting.

Only when he saw the carriage go away did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Not for anything else.

It’s because the horse that pulls this cart is not ordinary.

This is the direct descendant of the Cui family from Qinghe County.

Ahead of the road was a group of mountains surrounded by clouds. When the carriage stopped, a white-haired Taoist priest was already waiting in front of the mountain. He smiled and bowed, saying, "Are you the young lady of the Cui family in Qinghe? I have been waiting for you for a long time."

A clear voice came from the carriage and replied, "Thank you for waiting here, Taoist Priest."

"I feel really guilty in my heart."

Soon a person stepped down from the carriage. She was a girl of about fourteen years old, with sword-like eyebrows, eyes like autumn water, and extremely beautiful facial features. Her temperament was even more heroic, but her sword-like eyebrows were too straight, and there was a little red mark between her eyebrows. Her hair hung down at the temples, and she held a long sword in her hand. When she looked around, she looked radiant, but also a little murderous.

It's as if a sword immortal was banished to the mortal world.

In addition, two more people got off the carriage. One was a little girl in red clothes, who was very clever and eccentric, and the other was an elegant young man.

The girl with the red mark on her forehead held the visiting card and bowed, saying loudly:

"Cui Yuanzhen of the Cui family is here to pay respect to the mountain."

The old Taoist priest smiled and bowed.

Seeing that the girl was obviously fourteen years old, her vitality, essence and spirit were all well-cultivated. It was just a pity that she was born with a bad spirit. I am afraid that although she is gifted, she will have to go through many disasters in her cultivation. He calmed his mind, stroked his beard and smiled:

"I have long heard that the Cui family's youngest daughter is extremely talented, like a banished immortal. Seeing her today, I can see that the rumors are true."

"You are too kind, Taoist priest."

The girl bowed promptly, then turned around and pointed at the young man, saying, "This is my brother."

"This is Mr. Su Shengyuan Su's daughter, Su Yue'er, she will accompany me up the mountain today."

The old Taoist smiled and said, "The Cui family's children are indeed very talented."

"I have also heard of Mr. Su's name. He is a wise man."

"You two are welcome too."

Su Yue'er was surprised and asked, "Do you know my father?"

The old Taoist burst out laughing.

I replied, "When your father was your age, he asked me the same question."

Immediately, regardless of Su Yue'er's astonishment, he turned sideways and calmly waved his sleeves.

The clouds behind me rolled and unrolled, and the scene I had seen suddenly began to ripple, as if a curtain had suddenly opened -

The mountains are towering and cranes are flying.

A majestic and magnificent scene unfolds before our eyes.

"You three, please."

Cui Yuanzhen's eyes lit up, he looked up and saw the majestic mountain gate with a couplet on it, holding a sword in one hand and muttering to himself.

"The Tao penetrates yin and yang, and the three realms are connected by spirits, and the Ksitigarbha."

"Clouds stretch across Mount Tai and Mount Tai, and all the mountains bow down to the Heavenly Lord."

“What a courage!”

The old Taoist laughed, and with a wave of his sleeves, clouds rose up from under his feet, lifting the three people up.

So calmly, he rode on the clouds and went straight into the mountains.

All Taoist sects in the world respect the leader and call him the Zong.

Here, clouds are flowing, filling the peaks. There are magical treasures and jade fungi growing everywhere. Exotic beasts and rare birds are walking around. In the sky, there are cranes flapping their wings in the sky, and on the ground, there are magical deer chasing the grass. Ordinary people can forget their worries.

It is indeed the best blessed place in the world, nurturing all living things and studying Taoism.

Ordinary people would find it difficult to enter this Taoist sect if they have no fate. Even ordinary disciples have to practice outside the mountain gate. Only when they cultivate the innate Qi can they enter the mountain gate. When they reach the level of living immortals, they can obtain the right to use a mountain, establish a sect, recruit disciples, and pass on the Dharma lineage they created.

The old Taoist rode on the clouds and introduced the mountain gate to the three people.

Su Yue'er's eyes lit up with surprise and she asked, "Old Immortal, are you a real person?"

The old Taoist was speechless, then smiled and said, "I am not a real person, you can just call me old Taoist priest."

Su Yueer nodded. She looked around and saw all kinds of beautiful scenery. She thought to herself that it was great to be able to leave the small town and go outside during the New Year's Day. Otherwise, how could she see such scenery? Not to mention being able to see a person like Cui Yuanzhen.

The youngest daughter of the Cui family, one of the Five Surnames and Seven Clans, also invited them to participate in the Taoist trial.

It seems to be an illusion called [Refining the Mind], where one sees wine, sex, money and anger.

It’s just a pity that Su Yue’er was unable to see through the financial ruin.

As for the young man who was in high spirits and went to the town to pick them up, he was already defeated by the word "drunk".

Wine is not just for drinking, but a luxury enjoyment.

Wealth is not just gold and silver, but many kinds of prosperity.

As for the beautiful young lady of the Cui family who looked like an immortal, she was calm and composed. She experienced wine, sex, money and anger for an incense stick of time, but her heart remained unchanged. She even stood up and slashed the jade pendant used for the trial into pieces with a sword. The Taoist priest was extremely pleased and said that she was one of us, and he immediately accepted her as his disciple, so she could come here to pay homage.

The two of them were not qualified to enter the mountain gate, they were only here to see Cui Yuanzhen off, and they immediately felt regretful and said:

"What a pity, what a pity...it's really too difficult."

The old Taoist stroked his beard and smiled, "That's just a simple training of the mind."

"If you can't see through the illusion, then what if someone in reality really gave you a thousand taels of gold and dozens of carriages? Or if someone introduced you to a superior cause and condition, promising you a perfect life? Even more, if someone promised you a life of thousands of years, how could you let it go?"

“And these are things that I cannot see through or let go of.”

"If one day your life is about to end, there are other ways to harm the common people in order to prolong your life."

"You can't let it go."

"If this is the case, then you cannot teach the true Dharma, you cannot teach the true path."

Su Yue'er asked, "Is there really anyone who can let go of these?"

The Taoist priest smiled and replied, “Maybe?”

Su Yue'er thought about it and asked curiously, "What is the greatest way to refine your heart?"

The old man thought about it and shook his head:

"I have never heard of the biggest and most difficult one, but there is a method mentioned in the Taoist Canon."

“It seems to take people through life.”

"Many, many people are trapped in it and can no longer extricate themselves."

Su Yueer said:

“That’s too difficult.”

Thinking about how I couldn’t even survive a fantasy dream, and thinking about that dream of a long life, I felt fear and dread in my heart.

I subconsciously shrank my neck back.

The old Taoist rode on the clouds and took them to one of the peaks. The mountains and rivers were majestic and the scenery was beautiful. Cui Yuanzhen was really looking at the scenery. Suddenly, he looked up and saw the highest peak in the middle. He asked curiously, "Senior, why does it seem that there is no Dharma lineage on this mountain?"

The old Taoist raised his eyes, stroked his beard and said with emotion: "That is Tianzhu Peak."

"There are seventy-two peaks in our sect, and the Great Top Tianzhu Peak is the leader of the seventy-two peaks. It corresponds to the three heavens above, and it can see the rising and falling of the sun and the moon over a vast area of ​​ten thousand miles. Over the thousands of years since the Dharma was passed down, there really has been no Dharma lineage on Tianzhu Peak. I heard that there is nothing on it, only a very ordinary Taoist temple."

There are neither spirit beasts nor disciples.

There was only one Taoist priest sitting cross-legged in it.

Even the chief of each sect or the real person in the world has no chance to set foot in this mountain gate.

Normally, people come and go to practice, and some have never heard the name of this Taoist when they go up the mountain, and have never seen this person's face until they die, as if there is no such person on Tianzhu Peak.

"Who is that person?"

"Hahaha, good question. I, old Taoist priest, also want to know that."

"Maybe it's an immortal?"

The old man smiled with emotion and said, "It has been two hundred years since I came to the mountain at your age."

“That mountain is still like this.”

“Perhaps when I die, this mountain will still be the same.”

"Come, come, let's not talk about this. I will take you to see the chief master of this lineage."

The old Taoist took them to pay respect to the Immortal. The Immortal had an ethereal temperament, dignified and calm. Cui Yuanzhen looked solemn and was about to pay respect, but he saw the Immortal's expression stagnate. He raised his eyes slightly. In the void, clouds were floating, and the clear sound of jade chimes could be heard faintly. The Immortal's face suddenly changed, and he suddenly said, "You three wait, I have something to do, I will go now!"

Before he finished speaking, the real person turned into a stream of light and flew away.

Everyone was shocked and looked outside. They saw yellow auspicious clouds, vast and heavy, and streams of light flying away. Some were riding on clouds and mist, or riding on the backs of cranes, and went straight to the highest Tianzhu Peak. It was gorgeous and dazzling, and it was shocking. The old Taoist seemed to have thought of something. His eyes widened, and he stepped forward and said, "This, this... could it be..."

Cui Yuanzhen asked, "Is that Taoist priest out of retreat?"

Su Yue'er and the young man from the Cui family sighed, "I don't know how important this matter is."

Many immortals gathered in front of the simple Taoist temple on Tianzhu Peak.

The Taoist priest, whose age was unknown, had walked out of the temple.

At this moment, I am holding a piece of paper in my hand, with poems written on it in fresh ink.

Just looking down.

Many true people are extremely respectful.

After an unknown amount of time, the Taoist who had been meditating here for a thousand years put down the white paper in his hand and suddenly said:

"I was meditating just now, and it was like a dream, but it was as if I saw a scene, and I woke up with a start."

Many real people are curious.

When Taoists meditate, they must close the four gates and concentrate their spirit.

What kind of event could wake this person up from meditation?

One person stepped forward and asked:

"May I ask, Senior, what did you see?"

The Taoist put the white paper on the table, pondered for a long time, lowered his eyes to look at the world, and recalled the aura he felt when he was meditating. He already controlled this world. The world was so big, but there was someone who could get so close to him without him noticing. If the young man hadn't deliberately revealed his aura, he wouldn't have been able to detect it...

I recalled the young man's smiling eyes, the old man stroking his beard, and the plum blossoms in full bloom. They seemed unreal, but when the white paper fell, they seemed so real.

He obviously has such means, yet he reveals his aura.

Too deliberate.

Is it to remind me that I cannot meditate here, and that simple meditation and practice is meaningless?

The immortal touched my head and I was blessed with immortality...

Is this poem a self-proclaimed title?

So his heart was filled with ups and downs. After a long time, he sighed with some complexity and said calmly:

"Under the plum tree, I saw a young man discussing the Dao with an old man."

"That's all."