My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

He knew that the Maoshan sect was more proficient in the art of corpse-driving, especially the highly respected Taoist Lin Jiu of Maoshan, whose art of corpse-driving was unique in Maoshan.

In this era, this unique skill is almost lost, and those who can have the skills like Lin Jiu are even rarer.

In addition, Zhang Qilin’s outfit, especially the Yin-Yang corpse-driving bell and gong, are commonly used items on the road of corpse-driving and are very easy to identify.

Zhang Qilin nodded and responded:
"Master Wang Ye of your sect has entrusted our Yin Yang Inn to send the remains of the Wudang founder back to Wudang Mountain."

"Now that the body has been returned, my mission is complete. As for the follow-up, since you are a Taoist sect, you should know what to pay attention to."

Taoist Master Daoxuan nodded repeatedly, and seeing that Zhang Qilin seemed ready to leave, he hurriedly tried to stop him:

"Master, you must be tired after just climbing the mountain. Why don't you go into the temple to rest and have a cup of hot tea?"

"I heard Wang Ye mention this before, but I didn't expect that he really brought back the remains of the founder."

"Master, this is a great favor to our Wudang Mountain. I hope you can give us a chance to repay you and let us rest in the Taoist temple."

Seeing how enthusiastic Taoist Master Daoxuan was, and considering the hard work of driving the corpses along the way, Zhang Qilin nodded and agreed.

"Okay, thank you for your help."

Taoist Master Daoxuan hurriedly stood by the door, making way for Zhang Qilin to come in. However, his eyes were gleaming with brilliance, staring closely at the body behind Zhang Qilin.

Zhang Qilin rang the Yin-Yang Corpse-driving Bell in his hand and shouted:
"bell……"

"bell……"

"The Northern Dipper and the Southern Star!"

"Jump!"

After saying that, Zhang Qilin symbolically struck the gong again, making a crisp sound.

"when!"

"when!"

Although the sound of the bell and gong was not loud, it spread throughout the entire Wudang Mountain, and even the Taoist priests who had fallen asleep were awakened. They rubbed their eyes, sat up, and walked out of the dormitory with confusion on their faces.

They saw Taoist Master Daoxuan accompanying a man in black in the courtyard of the Taoist temple.

The man in black would ring the Yin-Yang Corpse-Driving Bell in his hand every few steps. Every time the bell rang, the corpse behind him would jump a step. It was a very strange scene.

Gradually, everyone in the Taoist temple walked out of their rooms, and the originally quiet Taoist temple became lively. And tonight was destined to be an extraordinary night.

Taoist Master Daoxuan intended to keep Zhang Qilin overnight at the Taoist temple, but Zhang Qilin didn't like owing favors to others, so he decided to follow Taoist Master Daoxuan and took the six bodies to the ancestral temple in Wudang Mountain.

"This is our Wudang Mountain's forbidden area."

"Although Wudang Mountain is now open to tourists, the resting place of our ancestors must not be disturbed."

"So the road is a little longer, and unlocking the door is a little more troublesome. I hope the doorman doesn't mind."

After hearing this, Zhang Qilin nodded slightly, his expression still grim.

Because the body was still covered with a black cloak, Taoist Master Daoxuan could not confirm its authenticity. But since Wang Ye had followed all the way back, there must be no accidents.

When they arrived at the entrance of the ancestral hall, Taoist Master Daoxuan turned around, looked at the body behind Zhang Qilin and asked:

"Hey... Master, can you let me take a look at the remains of our ancestor?"

Zhang Qilin nodded.

In the past, when delivering a corpse, he only needed to deliver the body to the destination and leave without saying anything else.

But today was different. He walked to the body, lifted the hood, and slightly lifted the general's talisman pasted on his forehead.

Taoist Master Daoxuan looked at the body with a twinkling eye. Although the 22nd generation leader had passed away for more than 300 years, Wudang Mountain had portraits of every leader. He recognized at a glance that the body in front of him was the 22nd generation leader, Taoist Master Qingxuan, and was immediately excited.

He nodded, pushed open the door of the ancestral hall, and invited Zhang Qilin in.

"Master, please!"

Zhang Qilin rang the Yin-Yang Corpse-Driving Bell in his hand and stepped into the ancestral hall.

Following his bell, six bodies jumped into the ancestral hall together.

At the moment when the body of the Wudang founder jumped into the threshold of the ancestral hall, more than half of the candles in the hall were extinguished.

Except for the tablets of the 22nd generation ancestor, the incense of all the tablets of the leaders after the 22nd generation have been extinguished.

These later tablets seemed to be paying homage to Master Qing Xuan. After the incense was extinguished, even the tablets began to shake unsteadily.

At the same time, all the ancient bells in Wudang Mountain rang without anyone striking them.

clang!
clang!
clang!
The sound of the bells continued, carrying a hint of chill and awe. Adding to the chorus of wild cranes that had begun earlier, it became even louder at this moment.

Seeing this scene, the head of Wudang, Daoxuan Zhenren, looked around in shock, and then set his eyes on the remains of the founder. He thought that the founder had appeared in spirit, and immediately knelt down in front of the remains and said:
"The 36th generation Wudang Sect Leader Daoxuan respectfully welcomes the Grandmaster back to his throne!"

"May the Grandmaster bless Wudang for a thousand years!"

Taoist Xuan's voice came from the bottom of his heart, and all the Taoists in Wudang Mountain heard this greeting. Less than three seconds later, a voice that gradually became stronger began to sound.

The voice came from the Taoist temple and from outside the ancestral hall. It was the Taoist priests who heard Daoxuan's greeting and shouted in unison.

"Welcome the ancestor back to the mountain!"

"Welcome the ancestor back to the mountain!"

"Welcome the ancestor to appear!"

"Welcome the ancestor to appear!"

"..."

The sound lasted for a long time, and even Wang Ye said to the body excitedly:

"Welcome the ancestor back to the mountain!"

"Welcome the ancestor to appear!"

After a long time, the Wudang Sect Leader stood up, looked at the body with the Great General Talisman attached to it excitedly and said:
"Tomorrow I will take out the best coffin in the Taoist temple for the ancestor to rest in peace!"

"May the Grandmaster bless our Wudang in the ancestral hall!"

Zhang Qilin found that there was no evil spirit in the temple. There was no other body except the one he brought. Maybe this body was the only body of the founder of Wudang Mountain.

Taoist Master Daoxuan looked at the remains of the founder and continued:
"Master, there is no special place for corpses in Wudang Mountain. But you can put these bodies in the ancestral hall. Don't worry, the ancestral hall is strictly guarded and no one will come in to disturb them."

Zhang Qilin nodded, then frowned and looked at Taoist Master Daoxuan. At this time, Taoist Master Daoxuan's hair, which was originally gray, began to turn black. In less than a moment, it had turned from gray to gray, and some places had even turned completely black.

Seeing this scene, Wang Ye looked at Taoist Master Daoxuan in shock and shouted in amazement.

"Master!"

"why you?"

"Master, why did your hair turn black?"

"Yeah, I look a lot younger!"

"What's going on?" Wang Ye's question made Taoist Master Daoxuan's eyes widen. He turned to look at Wang Ye with surprise on his face.

"What did you say?"

"I said my hair turned black?"

“Could this really be a sign that the ancestor has returned and his luck has greatly increased?”

At first, Taoist Master Daoxuan did not notice any changes in his body. It was not until Wang Ye mentioned it that he vaguely felt that he seemed to be a little different.

His body seemed to become lighter than before, which was undoubtedly a sign of increased longevity. A long time ago, he had heard that if the ancestor could be invited to sit at the mountain gate, the fortune of the sect would undergo earth-shaking changes, and it might even increase lifespan.

At first, he was skeptical, after all, such a thing was rare.

Taoism is different from Buddhism. After the death of a Buddhist monk, he may leave behind a golden body, which is blessed by magical powers and enshrined in the temple. It can not only suppress evil spirits, but also increase the fortune of the temple.

Taoism, on the other hand, pursues the ascension of the soul, which is completely different from the Buddhist practice of sitting in meditation. In Buddhism, the monks can leave behind relics or golden bodies, while in Taoism, the ascension of the soul means that the body disappears completely from this world, either by decaying or cremating.

Therefore, there are very few Taoist ancestors who can leave behind intact bodies like the one we have now.

Therefore, the legend about the ancestor returning to his position to guard the mountain has never been confirmed. It has only been spread by word of mouth, and there is no way to verify its authenticity.

However, today the founder returned to Wudang Mountain and brought down auspicious signs. The fortunes of all Taoists in Wudang Mountain have been improved, and the leader, who was originally on the verge of death, has gained several years of life.

After witnessing all this, Daoxuan Zhenren finally believed that the legends were true.

He turned to look at Zhang Qilin, his eyes full of gratitude, and bowed deeply.

"Master Walker, you are truly our Wudang Mountain's benefactor!"

"If it weren't for your help, how could Wudang Mountain have the fortune it has today?"

"I have gained a few more years of life because of this. Otherwise, I might have died a long time ago."

"Now that I have a few more years of life left, perhaps I can try harder and see if I can make further progress in my practice."

Zhang Qilin glanced at Taoist Master Daoxuan indifferently and shook his head gently.

"No need to thank me. I am only here to deliver the corpse to Wudang Mountain on the orders of my boss."

"Moreover, Taoist Wang has signed a contract with my shopkeeper, using the merits of Wudang Mountain for one year as the reward for sending the corpse."

"We are doing business, no need to thank us."

Taoist Master Daoxuan was stunned for a moment, looked at Wang Ye with some confusion, his heart full of doubts.

Why is this person so cold?

I thanked him and he reacted like this?
At this time, Wang Ye seemed to be hesitant to speak, but finally leaned close to Taoist Master Daoxuan and whispered in his ear.

"Master, don't mind it. This guy is just like that. He has a cold personality."

After saying that, Wang Ye raised his voice and continued.

"Master, I will take the little brother to rest first, and then report to you on the situation."

After saying that, Wang Ye took Zhang Qilin to the guest room of Wudang Mountain.

There are many guest rooms in Wudang Mountain because a large number of tourists come to travel every day.

There are always some of these tourists who come down the mountain late and therefore need to spend the night on Wudang Mountain.

Therefore, the Taoist temple prepared some guest rooms to meet the tourists' emergency needs.

After Wang Ye sent Zhang Qilin to the guest room, he went straight to Taoist Master Daoxuan's room. However, when he arrived, he found that Taoist Master Daoxuan was not in the room, and he couldn't help but mutter softly.

"Is the master still in the ancestral hall?"

So Wang Ye walked towards the ancestral hall again, and found that the headmaster was indeed still in the hall, kneeling and worshipping the ancestors.

He relit the extinguished candles, then found a blank plaque and engraved the name of the 22nd ancestor, Qingxuan Zhenren, on it.

When Wang Ye walked into the ancestral hall, he happened to see the headmaster placing the tablet of Qingxuan Zhenren and lighting incense, so he shouted.

"Head!"

Taoist Master Daoxuan turned around and saw Wang Ye, and immediately walked over and asked anxiously.

"Tell me quickly, Onoko, how did you find this expert?"

"I think he is very young, but his eyes are full of vicissitudes, as if he has lived for a hundred years."

"This kind of person is definitely a peerless master!"

"How lucky are you to meet him!"

Wang Ye was stunned for a moment after hearing this, thinking: A hundred years? Is that really that exaggerated?

When he first met Zhang Qilin, he just thought that this person was a little cold. But after spending a few days together, he found that Zhang Qilin's personality was just like that, so he didn't care too much.

After hearing what the master said, he smiled and replied.

"He wasn't like this a few days ago."

"But he entered the realm of the master four days ago. It is said that he experienced a thousand lives while in a fugue state, so that's why people feel this way now."

As soon as he finished speaking, the head looked at Wang Ye in surprise and asked.

"What did you say?"

"He's entered the rank?"

"I didn't expect that he has already entered the rank at such a young age!"

Wang Ye nodded, and then recounted everything that had happened to him from the time he met Huo Xiuer until he followed Zhang Qilin to drive the corpses back to Wudang Mountain.

After he finished speaking, he saw Taoist Master Daoxuan nodded thoughtfully, and then said.

"Um……"

"If someone can guide you, then it will be easier to enter the realm of the master than to figure it out on your own."

“But it won’t be much easier.”

"When it comes to the final test stage, many people can't persevere and ultimately fail to enter the product."

Wang Ye blinked, and hearing the hidden meaning in the master's words, he couldn't help but ask with a smile.

"Master, have you entered the rank?"

"I didn't know much about entering the rank before, and I only learned about this at the Yin Yang Inn."

"So I don't know if you have entered the rank."

Speaking of entering the rank, Taoist Master Daoxuan gave Wang Ye an unpleasant look, thinking that this kid was really talking about something that was irrelevant.

He shook his head and said with regret.

"Entry into the rank is a term used in ancient professions, and it is exclusive to various ancient professions. We cultivators do not belong to any of the ancient professions, so we are not counted according to the entry rank."

"They are in the realm of enlightenment, and we are just cultivating the Way."

"Lao Tzu said: 'Man follows the earth, the earth follows the sky, the sky follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature.'"

"We should also practice according to this order. First, we should build the foundation for 100 days, then open the nine orifices, then we should have the communication between heaven and man, and finally we should return to the original nature."

“Generally speaking, this is not the end point for a yogi, but it is indeed the midpoint for many yogis.”

Wang Ye nodded and continued to ask.

“So returning to basics is the end?”

Taoist Master Daoxuan sighed, then shook his head and said.

“Returning to nature is the end point of being a human being, but not the end point of being a practitioner.”

"Because after returning to the original state, there are still the realms of half-step external scene, external scene, and the first three bodies. After successfully passing these three stages, you still have to walk the three-level heavenly ladder. Only after passing these three levels of heavenly ladder can you cultivate to become a Dharma God." (End of this chapter)