Chapter 66

"I was thinking, yesterday down the mountain, those merchants all called us true persons, and then I thought, can we cultivate into the 'true persons' in their mouths in this life?"

"That's just their respectful address."

"I know."

"Junior sister has extraordinary talent, why worry about not being able to obtain the truth? Besides, as long as you work hard, maybe when you reach the end of your life, looking back, you will find that your destination is not where you originally imagined."

"Then where is it?"

"On the way, in the place you have already passed."

"!"

The junior sister was stunned and stared at him.

At this time, the two had walked to the mountain. The newly built steps were at the end. In front was the rough old road. The stone wall beside was steep and rough, but if one used hands and feet, one could also climb to the top of the mountain.

Lin Jue stopped here for two steps.

"Junior sister, I'm going to the top of the mountain."

"I'll continue to build the road!"

The two looked at each other and separated.

The junior sister had built the road to the top of the mountain.

Then he saw her lying on the mountain, using her hands to cut the mountain stone, throwing these large stones down the cliff, and using her palms to wipe the mountain stone over and over again, smoothing it. When the mountain wind blew, the top of the mountain was all white sand.

This place was dangerous, always making people worry that she would fall down.

If the line of sight went up, it was strange peaks and rocks. Lin Jue happened to be meditating and cultivating on the top, and the little fox sat beside him, its fur blown by the wind.

Daoist Yunhe said that although he cultivated the Yin-Yang Spirit Method, it seemed that absorbing yin and yang spiritual rhyme was enough, but heaven and earth had their own spiritual energy. In places with beautiful mountains and rivers, collecting more spiritual rhyme of heaven and earth was never a bad thing.

So one practiced spells, and one cultivated spiritual method.

The two were very close.

When the junior sister was tired of building the road, she sat down to eat some wild fruits.

Sometimes she also slept on the cliffs.

When the little fox was bored, it played with the stones on the ground, as if it wanted to dig a hole in the stones.

Sometimes it was really bored, or attracted by something in the mountain, it jumped down the mountain like an antelope or a leopard, looking here and there. Occasionally meeting spirits and monsters in the mountain, knowing that it was a fox raised by the Daoists of Fuqiu Temple on Fuqiu Peak, it would play with them.

Only Lin Jue cultivated most attentively.

I don't know how long it had been.

"Whoosh..."

Lin Jue suddenly opened his eyes and spat out a puff of white air.

Sensing carefully, the growth of Daoism was not slow, but I don't know how far it was from the "true person" of rebirth that Daoist Wangji said.

People down the mountain often respectfully called Daoists "true persons," but in fact, most Daoists were not worthy of this address.

At that time, Daoist Wangji spoke generally. Later, Lin Jue asked Daoist Yunhe seriously, and then he knew that the true person, this seemingly common address, actually originally referred to people who had obtained the truth and the Dao.

If it were ancient times, there were no palaces in the sky, and gods also lived in the human world. The "true person" called by the Spirit Method School was a person who could already become a fairy.

Going up the mountain is a fairy, and being in the world is a true person.

It can be said that the true person of the Spirit Method School is a god, and there is no difference in strength or height between the two.

In ancient times, many great abilities were also called true persons.

Even now, Daoists of the Spirit Method School, after becoming true persons, as long as they are willing and there are no other obstacles, they can completely ascend to heaven and become gods, and they are definitely not small gods like celestial soldiers, celestial generals, social deities, earth deities, or attendants of gods. If their reputation in the world is better, obtaining a "True Lord" is not a problem.

But such gods are not long-lasting, and it is difficult to call them supernatural. Throughout the ages, I don't know how many have been replaced.

Therefore, above this, there are great abilities and true fairies.

Now, the Talisman School also calls Daoists who have obtained certain high-level register positions true persons. Because these Daoists, although still in the human world, have long completed their cultivation and are listed in the nine heavens, only waiting for their merits to be fulfilled. After death, they will naturally fly to heaven and become gods. This is also the ultimate pursuit of the cultivators of the Talisman School.

"If I can cultivate into a true person, in this world, I will also have some freedom."

Lin Jue thought so.

It's just that it's not a close thing.

"Sigh..."

Lin Jue stopped to rest, took out wild fruits, divided one for the fox beside him first, and then slowly peeled and ate.

Really bored, he lay down to blow the wind.

The fox learned from him and actually lay down.

The heaven and earth in the mountain are really vast.

Until the junior sister called him from below.

Dusk from the green mountain, the mountain moon follows people home.

Lin Jue was not idle. He cultivated and cooked every day. When he had time, he poured out the salty pickled vegetables in the temple, and took advantage of the summer and autumn transition season when there were many vegetables, and made a few new jars.

He also ate a Giant Spirit Pill.

The effect of this one was very poor.

No wonder Daoist Wangji set such rules at that time. Almost everyone could get one, and most people could get two. Just because eating one had a very good effect, two were icing on the cake. As for the third one, it could only be said to be better than nothing, definitely better than a reward.

The heart of the elder.

July gradually passed, and the weather cooled down again.

It was particularly obvious in the mountain.

The breeze blew through the treetops, and there was no heat at all. Even in the afternoon, sitting in the courtyard was not hot, but felt extra cool and comfortable under the mountain wind.

At this time, two people sat under the pine tree.

One wore a loose Daoist robe, holding a wine gourd, talking eloquently, and the other sat opposite, listening carefully.

Neither of them used a meditation cushion, nor did they sit on a bench or chair, just sitting on the ground at will.

"The legendary scattering beans into soldiers is a god grabbing a handful of beans at will and scattering them on the ground to become thousands of troops and horses. Where do we have that ability? This of ours can at most be called carving beans into soldiers.

"One has to find old wood and spiritual wood in the mountain, carve them into soldiers according to the spell, refine them with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and moon, and invite residual souls to give them wisdom. When using them, throw them out, recite the spell in your heart, and they will naturally turn into armored soldiers when they land. Although there are many stresses, it is roughly like this.

"Speaking of which, it's a time-consuming job.

"If you want to learn, I have some wood left over from when I first learned, which I don't use now. You take it and use it. Don't go looking for it in the deep mountains and peel off what others planted, and then they come to the door."

Third Third Third Shixiong had a good complexion and a good mood. As he spoke, he poured two more sips of wine.

The month Lin Jue cooked was probably the month several people in the temple ate the best. The Daoist temple was originally leisurely, with nothing to do, and no worries. Eating, sleeping, and cultivating every day were the top priorities. Now that eating had become very good, it was not hot, and sleeping was comfortable. Whoever it was, they were happy.

"Then many thanks, Third Third Shixiong."

"We are all fellow apprentices, why be so polite? It's just that some people are not righteous enough!" Third Senior Brother raised the wine gourd and drank, sighing, "I only found out a few days ago that someone drank the thousand-day wine brewed by the mountain lord on Langtou Mountain, and that was fine. They got an extra cup, but actually gave it to the wolf demon because of the friendship with the demon, and didn't bring it back for the senior brother to drink!"

"I didn't know Third Third Third Shixiong loved to drink at that time. Isn't this bringing wine for Third Third Shixiong after knowing it down the mountain?"

"Haha!" Third Third Third Shixiong laughed, and said, "However, besides wood, you also need a fine carving knife, but that has to be bought down the mountain, and the price is not cheap."

"Carving knife?"

"This is a fine thing, like a barber's knife, not cheap. A set will probably cost ten taels of silver."

"..."

Ten taels of silver?

This really stumped him.

Lin Jue had twenty taels of silver before, but he just sent it back with villagers at the beginning of the month to help his eldest uncle and aunt resist the flood or improve their lives. He thought there was no place to use money on the mountain, but he didn't expect that only ten days had passed, and the place to use money had popped up.

Where did this money come from?

Can Master reimburse it?

"How? No money? What is this? Such a big Mount Yishan, such a skill, can still be stumped by this?" Third Third Third Shixiong shook his head and said, very free and easy, "Wild game and strange plants in the mountain, medicinal herbs, or at worst steal a few pills from your Second Third Third Shixiong and sell them down the mountain. This ten taels of silver is easy to come by, right?"

"..."

Third Third Third Shixiong laughed, didn't mention these anymore, and instead explained some shallow principles of "carving beans into soldiers" to him. When he reached the excitement, he handed over the wine gourd and shared a cup of wine with him.

Gradually it was dusk.

There was a knock on the door outside.

It was a few middle-aged men in good clothes, but they didn't dare to come in at the door, only sticking half their bodies in, looking left and right, as if afraid of offending something.

Hearing the two talking about the Dharma here, they looked at each other, feeling strange, and then asked in a low voice: "Dare to ask the two Daoists, is this Fuqiu Temple?"

"Exactly."

Lin Jue and Third Third Third Shixiong looked at each other, and both stood up.

"Layman, please come in."

"Are you here to offer incense?"

"Oh! It is Fuqiu Temple! We are here to offer incense, and also to ask the Daoists to go down the mountain to help!" A middle-aged merchant in the lead walked quickly and said, "We are all people from Yixian. We heard that a few days ago, a high person from your temple caught demons in Yixian and retrieved the silver money. Now the demons have started to make trouble again, so we specially asked to come here, just asking the true persons to go down the mountain to help us get rid of the demons and find the silver money."

The other men also followed behind, walking quickly. Most of their faces were a bit haggard, as if they had been tortured, but walking here, their eyes were full of hope.

Lin Jue couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this.

The city had been quiet for so long, and he thought it was gone, or that the Daoist friends from Mount Qiyun had already arrived in the city and gotten rid of the demons. He didn't expect that after so long, someone would actually come to the door.