Divine Eye Female Taoist

Chapter 73
The way of heaven: gods and immortals are all ethereal, without desires and desires, what people think.

Ghost way: howling everywhere, dark abyss, the destination of death.

Humanity: Miscellaneous minds are changeable, with all five evils including greed, hatred, ignorance, and anger.

People seem to be simple, they claim to be smart, but deep down they are comparable to Avici Hell.

I self-observe Taoism and realize longevity, and the misery in the world is unpredictable; the heaven and the earth find ways to get rid of the body, and I only hope to become a god in the future.

man!But has a pair of smelly skin.

The soul is immortal, and after changing its skin, it has eternal life.

Qinglian Taoist Temple
This is a Taoist temple located at the top of Yunshan Mountain, at least fifty miles away from the nearest town.

Although Qinglian Taoist Temple is located in a remote place, there are countless people who come to burn incense and worship Buddha.

These people traveled thousands of miles to seek sons and fortunes, just because there is a Taoist priest here who can satisfy people's wishes. Anyone who drinks the talisman paper magic water given by her can realize everything they ask for.

Therefore, many people come here just because of their fame, seeking money, fame, and profit. This is the nature of human beings.

There are many people watching at the entrance of the Taoist temple. An old man is sitting in the middle. The old man is holding a cattail leaf fan in his left hand and a small kettle in his right hand. He is talking about the story:

It is said that on a dark and windy night, a woman took a four-year-old child to rest in an inn.In the middle of the night, the woman found that the child was missing, so she hurriedly searched for it.

"Juner, where are you, Juner? Juner?"

The woman searched the inn inside and out, but she didn't find the child's whereabouts.

At this time, there was a knocking sound of "Boom! Boom! Boom" from a certain door, as if they were chopping something.

The woman wondered, "It's strange, who is beating here at night?"

As she spoke, she bravely walked over.

The woman forgot about the matter of looking for the child, and was completely attracted by the sound of "dong dong".

When I came to the door, I poked at the crack and looked inside, and saw a white-haired old lady standing in front of the table, holding a knife in her hand, chopping the meat on the board.

Bright red flesh and blood splashed everywhere, the scene was so bloody that the woman couldn't help but let out an "ah".

The white-haired old lady stopped what she was doing, raised her head slowly, and looked towards the door.

Unexpectedly, the moment the white-haired old lady raised her head, the woman was dumbfounded.

Because the white-haired old lady she saw was exactly the same as her missing child, except that there were more wrinkles on her face.

The white-haired old lady had a weird smile on her face, she stretched out her hand and waved towards the door, and the door opened by itself.

Only then did the woman see clearly that the room was covered with many human skins, and these human skins belonged to five or six-year-old children.

The old man finished telling the story in one breath, and everyone present stared at him blankly.

Someone in the crowd who knew him said, "Old Ma, you've lied to people about ghost stories here again."

"That's right." Another person echoed, "You've told this story almost [-] times, and even I know it."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone laughed.

Only the old horse showed embarrassment and said nothing.

One seemed to remember something, and said with a pat on the head, "Hey, but I heard that children have indeed disappeared recently."

"Don't scare yourself, maybe it's just a kid playing."

Everyone didn't take this to heart, they just took it as a joke.

Perhaps only Lao Ma knows best, because the woman in the story is his daughter-in-law, and the child is his daughter.

Over the years, Lao Ma has been looking for it without stopping. Later, he heard that Taoist Liao Ran of Qinglian Taoist Temple is very effective, so he wanted to come here to beg for something.

Later Taoist nun told him that his wife and daughter had been "borrowed" away, but Lao Ma never understood the word "borrow" in Taoist nun's mouth.

So Lao Ma began to tell stories at the entrance of the Taoist temple every day, only telling this one story.

After Qingde and I left Chiyou Village, we continued to go south, although I don't know where the six-fingered Taoist priest went.But my intuition tells me that going south is absolutely right.

Qingde seldom speaks all the way recently, as if he has a lot on his mind.

I tentatively asked: "Qingde, why do you collect so many resentful ghosts?"

Qingde's face was heavy, and he stared blankly ahead.

"Do you know the door-restriction technique—returning Yang Gong?"

I narrowed my eyes and stared at Qingde, this was the first time I had heard of this name.

"Returning Yang Gong? What are you doing?"

Qingde sighed and said: "Oh! The world is divided into three realms, one is the realm of heaven, the other is the realm of humanity, and the third is the realm of ghosts.

The way of heaven refers to the gods in the sky, and the way of ghosts refers to the souls of the dead.

The human way can be cultivated into the way of heaven, and can also enter the way of ghosts. "

After hearing this, I nodded and said, "I know all of this! My master Zhang once told me about it."

"You don't know." Qingde shook his head and said: "It's not that simple to enter the heavenly way. Those who enter the heavenly way must first have an immortal body, and they need to go through the two major death catastrophes of heaven and life."

Qingde suddenly stopped talking and turned to look at me with a very unique look. "There are quite a few immortal bodies, but almost none of them can escape the two major death calamities in the end.

Therefore, if a person wants to live forever, he can only enter the ghost realm and become a dead person. "

I asked puzzledly: "What is human stiffness?"

"People who are stiff can also be called immortal ghosts. Before a person dies, first find a substitute, force the ghost of the substitute out of the body, and let the substitute go to the underworld instead of us.

Those who need immortality only need to enter the body of a substitute, and replace them back and forth in this way, so that they can achieve immortality. "

"What kind of longevity is this? Isn't this living for others?" I frowned and looked at Qingde suspiciously.

Qingde remained expressionless, and said flatly: "As long as your own soul is immortal, what can you do with borrowing someone else's body? People only have skins. As long as the soul lives, they will live forever."

"How many lives will this harm? It's too cruel." I looked at Qingde with disgust.

Qingde said disdainfully: "Longevity, it is inevitable that some people will die, otherwise how can we live forever."

I suddenly felt that Qingde seemed to be a different person. In the past few days, his behavior was weird, even his words were so profound.

"Then you want to..." I deliberately didn't finish my sentence, wanting to see Qingde's attitude.

Maybe it was because of the strong wind at night!Qingde shuddered, then said with a smile: "I'm just talking casually, don't you think the current atmosphere is just right?"

I gave him an angry look and joked, "I thought you were going to live forever!"

After I finished speaking, I walked in front, Qingde looked at my distant figure, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and muttered in a low voice: "Hurry up, you will disappear when I live forever."

"What are you mumbling about?" I stopped and saw Qingde alone in a daze, so I urged him: "Hurry up and leave."

(End of this chapter)