Chapter 2 Truth is hard to find

At this time, it was the summer season, and it was only less than 5:30. With a touch of glow and a little purple, it had broken through the clouds on the top of Qiyun Mountain and shone in.

And when the glow shrouded, a slightly thin figure gradually appeared from the darkness.

The man sat quietly on a huge rock on the top of the mountain, with a seal in his hand, facing the purple haze. It is Yi Qing.

After thousands of years, Taoist priests have the rule of doing morning classes. The morning class is between Yin and Chen, and the current time is between 3 a.m. and 6 a.m. Taoist people gathered on the hall and recited the scriptures according to the steps, so it is also called an early meeting.

Yi Qing is also an authentic Taoist priest. He has followed the Taoist priest Jingchen in the morning class since he was a child, rain or shine, and the cold and heat continue. Now, although Jingchen has passed away, there is no reason to break this morning class.

In fact, the real morning class is the three links of bells and drums, and the Taoist people go to the altar. The utensils sing together, worship the incense and water supply, and then praise all kinds of scriptures. Recite the four scriptures such as the "Taishang Laojun Says Changqing Jingjing" to hear the scriptures and understand the Tao, and recite the twelve scriptures such as "Yuqing Baoxu", "Shangqing Baoxu" and "Taiqing Baoxu" to call the gods to understand the Tao.

It's just a small Taoist temple in Feiyunguan. Even if the head of Jingchen is not dead, there are only five people. There is no need for such strict rules. The most fundamental thing is that there are some classics that Feiyunguan does not have.

The whole set of four scriptures and twelve teachings, only the Quanzhen Sect and the Great Sect that have been passed down for a long time can have a complete preservation. The rest of the Taoist books can be said to have a good inheritance if they can gather most of them.

Despite this, Yi Qing still got up early and sat on the huge rock to do morning lessons. First, sing "Pure Heart God Mantra", "Pure Mouth God Mantra" and "Pure Body God Mantra" three times to purify your mind and calm your mind. Finally, I sang the only handwritten scroll "The Mystical Sutra of the Heart of the Topless Jade Emperor" three times in Feiyunguan.

All four scriptures were read and sung, and it was almost sunrise. At this time, Yi Qing began to make a seal and practice the nameless skills handed over by the Taoist priest Jingchen to his brothers and others.

This skill, according to the Taoist priest Jingchen, has been passed down from generation to generation. It is the most important inheritance of Feiyunguan, which belongs to the real Taoist skills. In Yi Qing's view, it should be regarded as a kind of Qigong.

Although there is no way to enter the Tao, it does have the effect of self-cultivation and strengthening the body. Because of this, Yi Qing has been practicing for 20 years.

Entering the Tao is the beginning of the cultivation of those who seek Taoism.

Although the world is now about science, there is always a group of people who firmly believe in the existence. There is indeed a group of people in the world who master the way to enter the Tao.

This is not Yi Qing's delusion. Although he was only seven or eight years old at that time, when he followed Jingchen Daochang Yun to the Qingcheng area of Shuzhong, he saw the means of a Taoist sword to summon thunder.

The master and apprentice were lucky enough to catch up with the Taoist priest for a while, and finally knew that the magic in the world was not a false legend, but did exist.

It's just that since ancient times, the law has not been spread to six ears, and the Tao has not heard outside the wall. With the replacement of human regimes, coupled with the disasters of the decade in the last century, many classics that really have the method of practicing Taoism have been destroyed. Up to now, it is no longer easy to see the traces of these methods.

Even if there is, it is also a treasure of some great religions. How can they take it out for the people in the world to practice.

As the saying goes, the truth is difficult to find, and it is difficult to go to the blue sky!

With a sigh, Yi Qing quickly took his mind by feeling the purple meaning passed down from the clouds. No longer thinking about the thing of entering the Tao, he began to quietly practice the nameless formula.

Purple gas is an extremely precious breath born at the time of the yin and yang of heaven and earth. It has the effect of ward off evil spirits, exorcising demons and suppressing demons. The so-called purple gas comes from the east, and it is easy to ward off evil. More importantly, the purple gas is peaceful, which is the wisp of breath that ordinary people in heaven and earth are most easily absorbed.

Yi Qing has been practicing Taoism during this period for 20 years. Although he did not get the opportunity to enter the Tao, he did feel a trace of change in his body. I can't say what the specific change is, but there is a feeling that the nameless secret of my cultivation has begun to have a flexible breath.

Since he saw the extraordinary magic of magic, Yi Qing seems to have an almost paranoid insistence on Taoism. Feeling this faint change, a heart of seeking the Tao became more and more firm.

At this moment, he sat on the huge rock and breathed against the purple gas, which seemed extremely solemn for a moment.

There are more and more glows breaking through the clouds, but the purple meaning in it suddenly decreased sharply when it gradually reached its peak.

"It's time to leave."

The purple gas disappeared, and Yi Qing immediately opened his eyes. Ziqi Donglai has such a short time every day, so Yi Qing doesn't feel any pity in his heart. In addition, Yi Qing is really uncertain whether he has absorbed the legendary purple gas for such a long time.

The sky is getting clear. Yi Qing looked back at the familiar Taoist temple and looked carefully at the grass and trees here, as if to imprint everything he saw into his heart. A trace of reluctance flashed through his eyes.

In the past, I followed the master, or simply alone, and went down the mountain several times, but not once was as uncertain as this one. After this, I don't know when I can come back.

Fortunately, Yi Qing is also a person of perseverance. After a long time, he finally saw it. He immediately picked up the bag that had been prepared to be put aside and jumped down from the huge rock.

"The master said that this jade pendant has been worn on me since I was a child. I don't know if I can find my parents when I go down the mountain this time?"

Touching a round jade pendant hanging around his neck, Yi Qing was slightly stunned and remembered the origin of the jade pendant that the master had told him before. It's just that he lost his smile.

In my Yi Qing's heart, the master Jingchen is my father and my mother. Since my biological parents have the heart to throw me into the trash can as soon as they are born, why should I rush to look for them?

Thinking like this, Yi Qing immediately broke the thought that had just sprouted.

Since ancient times, Yi Qing did not plan to go back to the Taoist temple to say goodbye to the three brothers, and walked straight to the mountain road leading to the foot of the mountain. It was not until this time that I found that Yi Qing was not wearing the long Taoist robe of the past.

The upper body is a short-sleeved shirt and the lower body is a pair of jeans. With that inch head, he can't see the image of a sunny teenager anymore.

"When I come back, I will overhaul the Taoist palace! When I come back, I want the world to know the name of Qiyun Mountain and Flying Cloud View!"

With a golden shawl, Yi Qing walked on the silent mountain road, and his firm shouting seemed to stir up the clouds on the top of the mountain. For a moment, the glow was bright, and the whole view of flying clouds was shrouded in the light. From a distance, it looks like a golden palace, magnificent.

Yi Qing couldn't bear to say goodbye to the three younger brothers, for fear of provoking everyone's sadness. What he didn't know was that when his figure was about to fade on the mountain road, the three heads were finally no longer covered up and completely poked out from behind the facade in the Taoist temple.

When I heard Yi Qing's heroic words, a cry finally broke out from the smallest figure...