Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 109 Enlightenment
The Kunlun mirror is one of the top ten artifacts in ancient times.

In the Kunlun Heavenly Palace in the Kunlun Mountains, the hometown of immortals, there is a legend that there is a magic mirror that has the power to travel freely through time and space.But in a grand meeting of immortals, the magic mirror was stolen by someone, and its whereabouts have been unknown since then.

And this magical mirror is the Kunlun Mirror.

"Even if it was stolen, it shouldn't fall into the hands of Fusang people."

Rubbing the Kunlun Mirror, which is engraved with Taiyi runes, it is endlessly mysterious: "Maybe, the ancestors of the Fusang people stole the Kunlun Mirror. Sure enough, it is in the same line. Don't the Fusang people just like to rob and steal?"

"Ancient Artifact!"

Zhang Qingyun felt a little regretful: "Unfortunately, I didn't have a primordial spirit, so I couldn't refine the Kunlun Mirror."

It cannot be refined, and there is no qualification for preliminary sacrifice.

In this way, the Kunlun mirror cannot be used.

As for the recognition of the Lord by dripping blood, it is pure nonsense.

How much blood did that Fuso Onmyoji drip on the beach before?

Doesn't the Kunlun mirror still have no recognition?

If you want to fully own the Kunlun mirror, you have to take your time.

"That Fusang Onmyouji should have a way to use the Kunlun Mirror, otherwise, it would be impossible for an ordinary person to appear on the beach strangely. In the end, because the sky fire came and prevented him from using the Kunlun Mirror, he was not allowed to escape."

Zhang Qingyun felt a little itchy in his heart because he had no treasures but could not use them.

Put away the Kunlun Mirror, took out a piece of talisman paper, the talisman paper was burned, and the shards of the mirror all over the floor fell into a ball.Zhang Qingyun found a phosphate fertilizer bag from the corner warehouse, packed the glass slag, and sent it to the trash can at night.

Holding a basin of water and putting it in the courtyard, Zhang Qingyun put down the futon, took the fishing rod and thought for a while, hung up the bait, and thought for a while: "Now that the hook is tied with the Sky Eye talisman seal, I won't catch anyone again. Oolong, not as good as"

Throwing the hook into the basin, Zhang Qingyun's face was full of anticipation: "Catch some wild game."

Here is a low hill, the mountain is full of woods.

In April of the lunar calendar, the vegetation is lush and the weather is getting hotter.

The hook dangled, shuttled among the mountains, avoided villages, and looked for suitable fishing spots.

In the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun paused.

Between the green hills, the terraced fields are verdant.

An old man is planting rice seedlings.

The old man is wearing a straw hat, standing hunched over in the paddy field.The old man was wearing a waistcoat and his trousers were muddy.After the old man finished planting the seedlings, he walked to the shore, only then did Zhang Qingyun realize that the old man's waist was just bent like this, and his back was raised high.

Saggy skin with dull radiance, slightly darkened, and full of age spots.

"At such an age, it looks like he is at least 80 years old, and he still needs to work in the fields?"

What about his children and grandchildren?
Through the Sky Eye Talisman on the fishing line, Zhang Qingyun looked around. Except for the paddy fields near the old man, the rest of the paddy fields were already green, and the transplanting of rice seedlings had obviously been completed a long time ago.

Moreover, there is no one on this mountain, or on the nearby mountains, except for this old man.

In a trance, Zhang Qingyun saw a phantom of an old man in front of him.

He is also hunched over, growing vegetables in the Taoist vegetable garden.

This is his master Zhang Yunsheng. When he was not yet an adult, his master became a fairy
In this old man, he saw the shadow of his master back then, which was the reason why Zhang Qingyun paused while lifting the fishhook.

The old man came to the shore and picked up a plastic cup to drink water, only to find that there was no water in the cup.The old man turned around and looked at the empty paddy field behind him, his old face was full of sorrow.

The paddy field behind the old man is not very wide, at most a little more than two meters, along the direction of the mountain, a rough estimate, there are at least six or seven acres of paddy fields, which are empty.

Holding the empty cup, the old man bent his body at ninety degrees and staggered down the hill along the field ridge.

Zhang Qingyun subconsciously controlled the hook to follow.

Sometimes the old man couldn't walk steadily, slipped down the paddy field, and stepped on the rice seedlings in other people's fields. The old man helped straighten the rice seedlings before continuing to move forward.

It took nearly an hour to go down the mountain alone.

The old man went down the mountain, not far from the foot of the mountain, there was a village.

The old man's home is at the south end of the village, and the construction of the village is not very regular. Some houses are far apart, and the old man's home is a small two-story building without a courtyard.

When he got home, the old man went to pick up the kettle, shook it, put it down, went to the water tank, picked up the water ladle, took a scoop of water, and swallowed it directly.

After drinking water, the old man went to the kitchen and took a piece of multigrain cake, sat on the mat and stuffed it into his mouth.

The multigrain cake choked people, the old man ate a mouthful of multigrain cake and drank a sip of water.

While eating, an old lady in her sixties came over: "Master, I'll use your house to scout."

The old man raised his head and let out an ah.

The old woman was full of helplessness, the old man was old, although he was not confused, but he was blind and deaf: "I'll use your house to find out, you are eating, you old man, you are so old, what are you doing so hard?"

The old woman took down the sieve from the eaves of the building and shook it in front of the old man: "I use this."

The old man understood what the old woman meant: "Take it away."

The old lady shook her head, walked a few steps and turned her head: "Master, why don't you let Da Nian plant rice seedlings for you?"

The old man didn't respond, and the old woman looked helpless: "This stubborn old man, others don't want to help, Cheng Jin and the others haven't come back for five years, don't count on them, they are still blaming you for favoritism back then."

Regardless of whether the old man can hear it or not, the old woman still said loudly: "This stone becomes gold, my father is 86, and he doesn't go home to have a look. Back then, he was drunk and beat his wife, and the wife ran away. My son also beat his wife, and the wife also ran away." Now, your father and your father are facing your daughter-in-law and granddaughter-in-law, afraid that they will be wronged, you think they are partial, and you will not come back once you leave. How many years will the uncle live, and how many years will you have to fulfill your filial piety?"

"Filial piety."

In the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun's mind roared.

He felt numb and had goosebumps.

These two words touched his soul, and the soul was about to come out of his body at this moment.

Filial piety
Shaoyilao, Laoyizi, is for human relations, and human relations are for the Dao, which is included in the human way.

Zhang Qingyun was adopted by his master Yunsheng real person at full term, and he has no concept of parents since he can remember.There is a lack of understanding of human relations in fate, and it is impossible to appreciate the kindness of parents and the joy of raising children.

Even though his master Zhang Yunsheng is still there, he is still young, because Master Yunsheng is strict and harsh, which makes him somewhat rebellious.

Yun Sheng became a real person, and Zhang Qingyun was sad for a long time, and he didn't realize the meaning of filial piety.

now
These two words continued to explode in his mind, making Zhang Qingyun's soul tremble.

The soul emerges from the top of the head, faintly filled with purple air.It's just that the soul sticks out of the waist, and it's hard to go up.

Zhang Qingyun suddenly woke up: "Filial piety, filial piety, just two words, but it made me realize the Tao."

"Sure enough, the avenue is in the world!"

After the immortal, there is a character for 人, and after the sage, there is the character for 人.

Even if you are an immortal saint, you can't get rid of the shackles of a character after all.

When Taoist ancestor enlightened, he was in the world.

How many immortals and gods have proved the way, and they are also in the world.

Even though the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of Buddhism intend to break away from the category of human beings, there is no human character after the honorific title. However, the Buddhas also enlightened the Tao in the human world.

Zhang Qingyun seems to have realized something: "The yin god is divided into three souls of heaven, earth and human, and the human soul is to understand the essence of human beings, and my yin god enters the Tao, and it is in the word filial piety."

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