Maoshan Taoism has a long history.
As time went by, the descendants gradually split into several branches, each with its own preferences and strengths.
The branch to which the original owner belonged emphasized self-cultivation and specialized in the study of talismans. In this generation, there were only two successors, one was her and the other was her master.
But in fact, the two people only had the inheritance, and they could not draw any talismans. In fact, the inheritance of this faction was almost cut off.
The original owner was an abandoned baby picked up and adopted by her master. Although they had taken on Buddhist names and referred to each other as master and disciple, they interacted more like family members on a daily basis.
When she grew up, she went to school and took exams like any other child, but she didn't learn any Taoism.
The original owner had always thought that her title of Taoist priest was just a title, and that the talismans and Taoist magic were all legends from the ancients, so she didn't take them seriously. After she grew up, she devoted herself to studying hard and getting good grades, so that she could make money to support her and her apprentice after graduation.
Who would have thought that after she graduated from university, she was taken by her master to attend a serious Taoist exchange conference, where she unfortunately saw a terrifying thing in broad daylight, and both the master and the disciple lost their lives.
[Ji Miaomiao's wish: to live peacefully with her master.]
This task seems easy, but after accepting the plot, I found that it is full of pitfalls.
In the main storyline of this world, the spiritual energy of the whole world is revived. The hero Lu Xiaobai defeats various ghosts and monsters with his golden finger. There is chaos all the way, and after a batch of passers-by die, he reaches the peak of his life.
It can be said to be a supernatural version of Death Comes, where trouble happens wherever he goes.
Since the original owner wanted to survive in peace, he not only had to avoid the exchange conference, but also had to find ways to deal with various supernatural events that might occur.
The dangers are self-evident.
This time, she started the mission very early and had plenty of time to prepare.
It was just a bit unfortunate in terms of timing, as it happened just before the original owner took the college entrance examination.
In order to avoid failing the original owner's school entrance exam right from the start, Ji Miaomiao experienced the feeling of staying up late to study hard again, memorizing and reviewing day and night. For a month, her mind was filled with various knowledge points and she didn't think about anything else.
The mission was just thrown aside.
It was not until she finished her last exam and left the examination room yesterday that she estimated that she had done well. After that, she no longer had to think about those knowledge points, and her tense spirit finally relaxed.
Ji Miaomiao took a car back to her own Taoist temple, relaxed and fell asleep, sleeping until noon the next day.
Wake up now.
She sat at the stone table and soon finished a bowl of noodles to fill her stomach. She washed the bowl and put it away, then got up and went to the front hall.
"Master..." Her voice echoed in the Taoist temple.
The Taoist temple was not big. Ji Miaomiao walked around but did not see any response from her master, confirming that she was the only one in the temple.
The mountains are quiet, with sunlight shining through the gaps between the treetops, and occasionally the chirping of birds can be heard in the trees.
"Where did the master go?"
She stopped, turned her back to the statue of the Three Pure Ones in the front hall, and sat casually on the doorstep facing outward, feeling puzzled. She looked at the empty stone steps outside for a long time, and suddenly remembered something.
When I was half asleep, I seemed to hear a voice talking at the door.
There were only the two of them in the Taoist temple, the master and the disciple. Since it was a human voice, it must be her master. However, she couldn't remember anything her master said.
Ji Miaomiao sat on the threshold and tried hard to recall for a long time but still had no impression.
He gave up and said, "Forget it, let's talk about it when the person comes back. It shouldn't be a big deal."
The sun was high in the sky, making the front hall of the Taoist temple exceptionally bright.
She went back to the backyard to change her clothes and casually looked around the Taoist temple.
This Taoist temple, passed down by our family, has a long history but does not occupy a large area. It is divided into two parts: the front hall and the backyard.
The front hall is not big. In the middle there is a statue of the Three Pure Ones and a wooden table with an incense burner on it. Below it are a few cushions for meditation. The layout is very simple.
On weekdays, this is where her master Daoming Zhenren often stays.
The backyard is larger, with three or four rooms. It is where the master and disciple rest, sleep and eat.
She stood in the front hall, looking at the incense ash on the table in front of the statue. She turned around, went to the backyard, fetched a basin of water, and brought it over with a rag, intending to wipe it.
As I got closer, I saw a half-opened Taoist scripture with a blue cover and a white background on the edge of the table.
Ji Miaomiao picked it up and flipped through two pages. She found that these were the Taoist mantras that her master recited every day during his daily meditation. She remembered hearing them often when she was young and had memorized the sentences above.
She smiled and was about to close the Taoist scripture and put it aside.
The next moment, Ji Miaomiao saw a picture flash by in the book. She paused and turned the pages of the Taoist scripture until she found the pattern that had just flashed by.
“…This is a diagram of the meridians.”
Looking at the illustration of a small person sitting cross-legged with the internal circulation routes drawn on it, she frowned and was stunned for a moment.
It had been a while since she started this mission, and naturally she had tried to practice the Green Water Technique, but perhaps because the nature of this world was rather spiritual, the practice of martial arts skills was of no use.
At that time, Ji Miaomiao was busy preparing for the exam, so she had to put this matter aside and plan to find a solution later.
I didn't expect that in this scripture, I would happen to see a diagram of the cultivation and operation of internal force similar to martial arts.
Ji Miaomiao lowered her eyes and thought, the Taoist scriptures are something from this world, and the cultivation methods recorded in them might be worth a try.
The lobby is well-lit and exceptionally quiet.
She looked up at the statues of the Three Pure Ones, sat on the cushion with the Taoist scripture in her hand, and slowly flipped through the book, carefully reading the contents.
After a while, Ji Miaomiao finished reading it and put down the Taoist scripture in her hand.
She closed her eyes and sat cross-legged, breathing slowly according to the memorized practice formulas, concentrating her mind and focusing on feeling the pure and upright energy mentioned in the Taoist scriptures.
The Taoist temple is located in a remote mountain area with few people.
At first, Ji Miaomiao could hear the chirping of birds outside the temple, but gradually she could only feel her own unusually smooth breathing, achieving what the Taoist scriptures said: to abandon external things and look inward.
After feeling it quietly for a long time, she slowly opened her eyes again.
This practice is indeed not that easy to get started. Ji Miaomiao spent a long time feeling the pure and upright energy mentioned in the Taoist scriptures, but still gained nothing.
It’s not right to say that we gained absolutely nothing.
She vaguely felt that if she practiced for a while longer she would be able to touch this aura.
According to Taoist scriptures, practice is divided into five stages: initial feeling, entering the body, strengthening the body, gathering Qi, and self-cultivation. The difficulty of breaking through each stage gradually increases, and the practice becomes slower as time goes by.
It's unknown how long it will take to get started. Ji Miaomiao suspects that if she continues to practice step by step, she will not be able to protect herself by the time the main storyline of the world is finished.
This won’t work!
She decided to find a way, quickly.
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