Northeast Night Talk

Chapter 237 Wudang
The soaring chicken feathers stayed in the air for a quarter of an hour before slowly falling, but the old monk sighed softly, "This year's spring is a full quarter of an hour later than in previous years!"

He said it on his own, as if he was speaking to us.

We didn't know why, so we didn't dare to talk nonsense. Seeing that he was awake at the moment, we went to see him.

"I've seen seniors!"

The old monk glanced at us, his eyes were soft but unusually deep, as if we had no secrets in front of him.

Once again, I can confirm that this old monk is definitely a master.

The old monk did not respond, but said to himself: "There are many variables in a quarter of an hour, and a fate that should not be born can be born. This is the thousand-year catastrophe in the world!"

He Yinyang and I froze instantly. Although the old monk said this very cryptically, we could still feel that he meant something else.

Could it be that he was talking about seventy-two-two money?That's right, the only thing that He Yinyang and I can think of is the Son of Heaven. Uncle once told us that the fate of seven taels of money is the fate that shouldn't be born at that moment in a thousand years!

Seeing that we were silent, the old monk couldn't help smiling, his beard trembling slightly.

"I already know your reason for coming, you must have seen my naughty apprentice!" The old monk opened his mouth and said.

Our faces were startled, and now we can finally confirm that this old monk is Fatty's master, Master Wukong.

"It turns out that Master, you are Master Wukong! This junior is disrespectful!" I pulled He Yinyang and said.

The old monk waved his hand, "What Master Wukong! Back then, I was young and energetic, and I felt that I was very good at Taoism, so I went up to the mountain to discuss Taoism with the Zen master, but I didn't expect to get myself in, and since then I have escaped into Buddhism... Others laughed at me as a Taoist priest, so I Call me Wukong, in fact, I can't be called in Buddhism!"

Oh, it turned out to be like this, I said why is this dharma name so strange, I really thought Master Wukong was a monkey grandson!It turned out that it was just a joking name, no wonder the monks on the mountain were very angry when they heard the name 'Wukong', presumably they thought we were laughing at our predecessors.

It's true that the fat man even told us his master's joking name, but after thinking about it again, the old monk himself said that he can't be called in Buddhism, so we were relieved.

"Did you feel the existence of earth energy just now?" The old monk seemed to like to ramble, and He Yinyang and I froze for a moment before realizing that he was talking about the scene just now.

I nodded and said, "The junior really sensed the warmth in the air just now. I wonder if it is the earth atmosphere that the senior just said?"

The old monk nodded, then shook his head, "Everything in the world begins in spring, grows in summer, ends in autumn, and ends in winter. They are all created by heaven and earth... What is heaven and earth? Heaven and earth are yin and yang, and yin and yang are cause and effect. It is destiny! If the Tao is Yin and Yang, the Buddha is cause and effect, and the original mind is fate! Then there is no way to be without thoughts, voices and forms!"

Bursts of loud sounds pierced our minds, and He Yinyang and I couldn't help but suffocate our breath, making a conclusion about the cause and effect of Buddhism and Taoism!Just a few words contain the supreme will of God, which makes people feel suddenly cheerful.

He Yinyang and I knew that these few short sentences contained the old monk's lifelong sentiments, and as we pondered carefully, we understood a lot of truths.

Such supreme profound meanings can only be understood, but not thoroughly understood. After all, this is the lifetime perception of the old monk. We are lucky enough to hear it in three lifetimes. How can we expect to comprehend it instantly?

"Thank you senior for your guidance!" He Yinyang and I bowed down to the old monk respectfully.

The old monk waved his hand and said, "That's all! If it weren't for the two of you to have this insight, even if I said it, it would be useless. If you can gain something, it means your chance has arrived, and the rest will depend on your luck!"

The old monk waved his sleeves and said, "Go down the mountain!"

Sensing the old monk's intention of chasing guests, He Yinyang and I couldn't help but widen our eyes, and hurriedly said: "Senior, in fact, we are here this time..."

In fact, we want to say that we are here to ask you to come down the mountain. After all, the emperor is so fierce, and there are not many high-level people in charge!

Unexpectedly, the old monk interrupted us with a wave of his hand, "In this catastrophe, the fight is not about the law, not the art, but the fate! So what? In the face of fate, everything is just floating clouds, like Mount Tai pressing down and instantly annihilated in ashes, no matter how many masters come forward, so what?"

The old monk sighed deeply, and continued: "My junior brother Zhenyangzi is no longer inferior to me in cultivation, but he was still plotted against, and his soul was scattered. The method of Huaiqimen is also fate! The reincarnation of the Buddha's descendants in this life is still fate! It is fate to fight with you in the end! Only Fuxi's descendants who can touch fate can fight against fate. Don’t you guys still understand the true profound meaning of ‘walking on you’?”

After the old monk finished speaking, He Yinyang and I realized that this person was Baimei's elder brother, Yuyangzi mentioned by the smelly Taoist!

This news is not enough to shock us, the lingering sound of the old monk exploded in our ears like a thunderbolt, hitting our hearts hard!
I secretly recalled every word the old monk said, because I knew it was extremely important to us, and I was afraid of missing it!
Heaven and earth are yin and yang, yin and yang are cause and effect, cause and effect are fate, and fate is something beyond the laws of the world...

Yes!All the ways in the world are nothing more than self-cultivation, self-cultivation, and self-cultivation, but even if you have the ability to fly into the sky and escape from the ground, and the power to fight bullfights, you can't escape the control of fate!
The words of the old monk gave me an instant enlightenment!The Son of Heaven will not perish so easily!Even if it is mana overwhelming, it is impossible!
why?
Because he was a fate that shouldn't have appeared, seven or two money!

The highest number of human lives in the world is seven taels of money, who can beat seven taels of money?He is the pinnacle of destiny, he is almost immortal, no matter how high your spells are, no matter how strong your mana is, you still cannot wipe him out!Because his destiny is doomed to be immortal!

I finally understand!The body began to tremble again!A trace of fear rose inexplicably in my heart!
No wonder all the immortal mansions are unable to capture the Son of Heaven, no wonder wine, sex and fortune protect him!No wonder he has done all the bad things so far and is still alive and kicking, but he has not received karma!
All these things have their own destiny, and only we can possibly destroy the Son of Heaven, because we are the descendants of Fuxi, because "Fuxi's Heavenly Book" is a wordless heavenly book, a book of destiny, and what we cultivate is fate!
This is a battle of fate, and only we can help us, and it has nothing to do with other people and so on.

He Yinyang and I stood in silence, and it took a long time before we slowly came back to our senses. Seeing this, the old monk smiled slightly, "You are not fighting alone. In the past, there were not always people Are you helping you? Although they can't help you face the emperor, they can help you clear the obstacles and let you have no worries!"

Yes!In previous lives, vivid figures emerged in our world, such as old Taoist with white eyebrows, stinky Taoist priest, Great Immortal of Guoyin, even Rhubarb, Xu Hui, Fatty, and all kinds of horse immortals and Taoist ghosts from the Northeast. Fairy!

They have all helped us, we are not alone!
Seeing that we had figured it out, the old monk couldn't help waving his hand and said: "Go! Your fate is no longer in my Maoshan lineage, but in Wudang..."

"Wudang?" He Yinyang and I couldn't help but widen our eyes.

"You will know when you arrive in Wudang, Wutian, send them out!..." The old monk closed his eyes slowly and ignored us.

A fat monk came out of the house with his shoes shuffled, and said to us with sleepy eyes, "You two, please!"

"So it's you!" Isn't this fat monk the same fat monk who begged for nothing to tell our fortunes!
The fat monk chuckled and said, "The poor monk's name is Wutian, and he is Wuhan's senior brother!"

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Mount Wutai is in Shanxi, and Mount Wudang is in Hubei, separated by HEN Province. He Yinyang and I compared each other on the map. Although it looks close, the sky is high and the earth is far away. It is impossible not to take the train.

Time waits for no one, we hurried to the station and headed straight to Hubei.

I took a black car in Hubei and went to Wuhan, and then set off from Wuhan, passing through Xiaogan, Xiangyang, and Shiyan, and finally arrived in Wudang Mountains three days later.

Only now did He Yinyang and I know that Wudang Mountain is not only the name of a mountain, but also the name of a district. This district is called Wudang Mountain.

Wudang Mountain is like a martial arts town, with a simple and unsophisticated style, which is pleasing to the eye and has its own advantages and disadvantages from Wutai Mountain.

And the scenery is pleasant, the mountains are beautiful, and the climate is better than that of Shanxi. On the way here, we saw many secluded canyons, with beautiful mountains and rivers, abundant orange trees, and desolate bamboo forests.

I don’t know why the old monk asked us to come to Wudang Mountain, but we dare not believe what the old monk said. After a discussion that day, we have already admired him!He said that our fate is in Wudang, so it is in Wudang!
When I came to the foot of Wudang Mountain, I couldn't help being a little excited. Wudang is a mysterious and special place to me, because when I was young, I heard from my family that my great-grandfather was originally a Taoist priest in Wudang Mountain.

My great-grandfather used to practice here, and he has always been a legend in my heart. Although he has long been lying in Changbai Mountain, his tall image in my mind has never changed!
It was already evening when we came to the small town at the foot of Wudang Mountain. He Yinyang and I traveled all the way, and we were already exhausted after taking a sharp turn in the mountain by car. If we go climbing now, we will die!

After eating some special dishes in the town, I went back to the hotel and fell asleep.

As soon as I opened my eyes the next day, I hurried to climb the mountain.

Outside the scenic area, there is a car that leads directly to the mountain. We took out our IDs from the National Security Bureau and got into the car with a trick.

The car went up all the way and sped up along the winding mountain road. We had never done such an exciting car. There were "ten waves" along the road and the steep curved wall, which almost didn't scare our souls out.

I really don't understand why these Taoist priests live in such a high place. Could it be that they live in a high place to be called a high-level person?

As the altitude gradually increased, we realized why they lived so high, because such wonderful scenery can only be seen from high places.

There are many peaks in Wudang Mountain, one peak is higher than the other, the scenery is beautiful, and the sea of ​​clouds is overlapping, like walking in a fairyland. Although there are many mountains in the northeast of China, there are no mountains as majestic and beautiful as the Central Plains.

The shrubs on the mountain are low, and the lush bamboo forest can be seen faintly. There are also tea trees planted on the mountainside, and the mist is fragrant, which is very pleasing to the eye.

The car drove for nearly an hour, and finally reached the top of the mountain. Only when we reached the top of the mountain did we know that we were still early from the top of the mountain, and we had to do a cable car to go up.

The main peak above is called 'Golden Summit'.The seal carving of the "first mountain" in the distance is looming in the mountain wall, which makes people startled, the first mountain, what a big tone!I am afraid that only a place as mysterious as Wudang dares to call it this.

There is also a group of Taoist priests at the foot of the mountain, but they are some disciples dealing with common affairs, teaching some old people and children to play Tai Chi, presumably the real masters will hide on the golden roof.As a result, after inquiring, I found out that the Golden Summit is not a secluded place for high-level people, but also a tourist attraction.

He Yinyang and I were immediately depressed. From our point of view, the old monk must have asked us to come to Wudang to meet an expert and teach us some opportunities, otherwise why did he ask us to come?

But now we are at a loss.

Just as we were wind blowing on the mountain with our arms folded, a silver-crowned Taoist priest suddenly walked towards us with a wave of dust in his hand.

"Hello, Taoist priest!" We both quickly bowed to each other, because this person was different from those Taoist priests, and he had a dark aura about him.

The Taoist waved the floating dust expressionlessly and said, "Follow me!"

(End of this chapter)