Jiangye: I am the immortal of this world

Chapter 54 Two cloud seals and a letter!

The torrential summer rain gradually stopped, and the thunder in the sky also gradually dissipated.

It seems that he has vented enough anger, or maybe he has no anger at all and is just too busy to panic.

It was almost dusk when Chen Xuan drove his carriage back home.

The colorful rainbow hangs above the Western Golden Crow, this scene is really beautiful.

Even Chen Xuan had only seen such a scene when he was a child, it was really deplorable and pathetic.

In the Chen Mansion, in the corridor facing Yanming Lake, Jiang Chun, who is in the upper realm of Dongxuan, is busy in front of and behind the charcoal stove like a cook.

Ye Hongyu sat on the chair with her vermilion lips slightly parted, savoring the meat that Jiang Chun put a lot of thought into.

A letter from Guanzhong has not yet been opened. It is a letter to Chen Xuan of Taiping Road, so Ye Hongyu has not opened it.

At this time, Chen Xuan pushed the door and entered the corridor, smelling the aroma of roasted mutton, said with a smile: "Actually, practitioners should be better at cooking."

Jiang Chun took a lotus leaf fan and fanned away the smoke, and the fresh lamb sizzled on the thin iron plate.

At this time, the fat of the mutton itself makes a sound when it encounters high temperature.

Ye Hongyu swallowed the mutton in his mouth, patted his chest several times, and said as usual: "Chen Daoyou, there is a letter from you, a letter from the temple, and it was just delivered before noon today."

Taoshan, where the Xiling Divine Kingdom is located, is thousands of miles away from Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty.

The price paid to deliver this letter in a short period of time can almost form an elite cavalry force of ten thousand people.

So even Ye Hongyu was extremely curious about the content of the letter.

Chen Xuan's eyes fell on the desk. He walked over and sat on the chair. He removed the wax paint on the letter and opened the letter. The contents on the letter fell into Chen Xuan's eyes at a glance.

Ye Hongyu also turned sideways, trying to see clearly what was on the letter, but Ye Hongyu didn't understand the content on the letter.

It looks like words but not words, but also like clouds and mist, and the lines of thunder falling. Ye Hongyu seems to have seen it before, but doesn't recognize it!
Just like Ye Hongyu, when he saw Chen Xuan, he wrote the Taiping Qing Lingshu in dragon and phoenix seal script.

Chen Xuan looked at the letter paper. This is the Yun seal, the original is the Phoenix seal, and the Dragon seal is the Phoenix seal.

The five real gods, before the division of Mingyu, above the Feixuan Realm, spread the Brahma spirit between the blue sky and the purple Han, forming dragon chapters and phoenix seals, shining in ten directions, shaking the heaven and earth, that is, ordering the real emperor to obey the rules A pen is a book.

Ye Hongyu frowned, and asked, "Dare to ask Fellow Daoist Chen, what do these two words mean?"

Chen Xuan put the letter paper on the table, and said calmly: "This is the cloud seal, and it is also the dragon, chapter and phoenix seal, but it is slightly incomplete, but I can still recognize it clearly."

"These two characters are 'Tai Shang!' also!"

There are dragon seals and phoenix seals here, showing the shape of "Tai Shang", so what is this world?
Is it that water-blue planet, or is it a vast universe?
Ye Hongyu asked again: "What is Taishang?"

Chen Xuan replied: "Your Majesty, that is where the Tao lies!"

"There is a mixture of things, born from heaven and earth, lonely and lonely, independent without changing, traveling around without dying, and can be the mother of heaven and earth."

"Your Majesty doesn't know its name, but it's called Tao, and Qiang's name is Da."

It is true that he is named by the Supreme Being, but in that long river, among the billions of worlds, there are as many practitioners as stars, which one is not the disciple of the Supreme Being?

Jiang Chun fanned the smoke and stopped at some point. The tender mutton on the thin iron plate was already burnt black on one side, and he didn't care at all.

For the first time, this cultivator of the upper realm of Dongxuan, who was born in Guanyin, had doubts about Haotian and Pluto.

Although it was just a fleeting doubt, the seeds of doubt had already been planted.

One day, this seed will take root, sprout, and grow vigorously.
Ye Hongyu sighed and said: "The Tao of the Supreme Master lies, but the Taishang Sensing Chapter is just an ordinary Taoist scripture and has no method of practice."

There are countless Taoist scriptures in Zhishouguan, among which the "Taishang" Induction Chapter is the most famous among the secular ones.

I don’t know how many people are reading the chapter on Taishang Inspiration with the hope of entering that kind of spiritual realm.

But for thousands of years, it has never been heard that anyone has mastered the practice of the Taoist Induction Chapter. It is just a Taoist scripture taught by the Taoist sect to the world.

Chen Xuan nodded and said: "The Taishang Induction Chapter is indeed not a practice method, but it is the original Taoism."

"The Taishang said: "There is no way to misfortune or good fortune, only man invites himself, the retribution of good and evil follows him like a shadow; but those people in the world read it day and night, what is it for? "

"It's for cultivation, but it has lost its original intention, and it no longer has the intention of enlightenment!"

Moreover, the dragon seal and phoenix seal script do not exist, how can we decipher their meaning?

Then Chen Xuan started reading the book "The Supreme Induction Chapter", and Jiang Chun froze on the spot, not knowing why.

Ye Hongyu also listened quietly, as if Chen Xuan's recitation was not a chapter on Taishang Induction, but a mysterious and magical power.

The sound is loud, and it seems that silence is better than sound.

Yanming Lake calmed down in a moment, and the fish in the lake were stunned in the water, not afraid of sinking to the bottom.

The pair of mandarin ducks who had been making noise all this time also cuddled up to each other, listening quietly to the real man chanting sutras.

There are not many golden lotuses springing up from the ground, and there are not many celestial maidens scattering flowers. Some are just ordinary real people who read a book of "Taishang Induction". '

There are only more than [-] words, and Chen Xuan spent half a stick of incense reciting them.

Suddenly the breeze picked up, and the sound of reading stopped abruptly. Ye Hongyu opened his eyes, and it turned out that this was the "Taishang Induction Chapter". '

I have been practicing for many years, but I have never calmed down enough to read carefully the Taoist scriptures accumulated in the Guan Nei Library.

Jiang Chun woke up later and asked, "Chen Daoyou, since the one who is too superior is the Daoist."

"Then Daomen should not be called Haotian Daomen, but Taishang Daomen."

For some reason, Jiang Chun threw away the fan in his hand and said these remarks.

Ye Hongyu looked at Jiang Chun with a solemn expression, and said, "Jiang Chun, it's fine to know it in your heart, why bother to say it?"

She wasn't worried about Chen Xuan, but in the huge Chen Mansion, who would dare to say that there wasn't any secret disk?
Jiang Chun's eyes showed no intention of retreating, and he met Ye Hongyu's sharp gaze.

Chen Xuan got up and looked towards Tianqiong, and said with a smile: "For the Taishang, being called the Taishang Daoist School seems a bit icing on the cake, so how can the Taishang care about these things?"

He thought of the old Taoist, the old Taoist named Boyang, he had met the Supreme Being.

And we chatted for a long time, so he knows!
Jiang Chun nodded slightly and said: "Then it should be Taishang Daomen, not Haotian Daomen."

Ye Hongyu sighed helplessly: "Jiang Chun, your lineage is still like this!"

In the past, Patriarch Jiang Chun, a certain ancestor of Zhishouguan, died because of the temple.

Therefore, the disciples from generation to generation, the temple of hatred from generation to generation.

(End of this chapter)