P.S.: This is a Doujinshi novel based on the world view of the anime " Under One Person ". The plot development will be very different. I hope that the readers of this novel will not follow the original plot!
Zhang Sizong was the second son of Zhang Lu, the Heavenly Teacher of the Han Dynasty. After his teacher (Zhang Lu, the third Heavenly Teacher of the Han Dynasty) surrendered to Cao Cao, Zhang Sizong built a hut on Qingfeng Mountain, a small mountain at the eastern foot of Taihang Mountain, to preach. He wrote books and established a sect!
The Daoist Qingfeng Sect was established in the Wei and Jin Dynasties and flourished in the Yuan and Ming Dynasties. After that, it gradually fell into decline and few people knew about it. Our story begins from this unknown small Taoist temple…
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It was spring again, and Qingfeng Mountain was very lively…
On Qingfeng Mountain, which was filled with dense forests, there was a rocky path that led up to a height of about 500 to 600 meters. There was a Taoist temple built against the mountain. Although the temple was slightly dilapidated, it was still full of immortal aura!
There was a thick wooden door in the Taoist temple. The plaque on the door said," Qing Feng Si Han ", which meant that Qing Feng Temple was the orthodox branch of Zhengyi Sect that worshiped Zhang Daoling. On both sides of the door, there were the words " Zhengyi Sect Master " and " Yan Dao Ling Ying " respectively. Zhengyi Sect Master referred to Zhang Lu, the third generation of Heavenly Master who was divided into Hanzhong by the warlords at the end of Han Dynasty, and Yan Dao Ling Ying referred to Zhang Zongyan, the thirty-sixth generation Heavenly Master of Zhongxing Zhengyi Sect. Looking at the entire door, there were as many cards as there were, and the more aura there was. How imposing!
However, unlike the usual peace and quiet, the main gate of Clear Wind Temple was unusually lively today. All the registered Taoist priests were gathered at the main gate at this moment. The leader was a middle-aged Taoist priest with a long beard. He held a horsetail whisk in his hand. His eyes were filled with reluctance, sadness, relief, and excitement. He stood on the steps and stared at a young man standing at the bottom of the steps...
"Sheng Yi…"
Immortal Yu Chao, the thirty-first generation sect master of the Gentle Breeze Sect, finally opened his mouth and said to the young man at the bottom of the stairs after a long while of brewing his emotions…
"Master, are you reluctant to let me go down the mountain? If you can't bear to leave, just say that I won't go down the mountain. I'll stay on the mountain and serve you for the rest of my life!”
The young man named Sheng Yi heard his master calling his name. His eyes were filled with reluctance as he looked up at his own master, who was only 50 years old but had already turned white. He choked and said,"Look at you, old man. When you're old, I'm the only disciple who dotes on you. When I'm no longer by your side, my fellow disciples will take advantage of your surprise and give you a heavy blow or put some medicine in your food. You'll unknowingly die and ascend to immortality. At that time, I, a black-haired person, will have to return to the mountain to send you off. Not only will it waste time, but it will also waste money. Our Taoist temple is not prosperous in the first place, and our income is also very low. My heart aches!”
After Little Daoist Sheng Yi said that, the faces of those old and young Daoists who had lost their teeth and were learning to speak darkened. As for Immortal Yu Chao who was standing in the middle of the crowd, he was so angry that he was trembling all over...
"You…Get lost…"
"Master, don't be like this. Are you sure you won't ask me to stay?”
"Count down from five, get lost, or I'll ask the heavenly lightning to strike you!”
"Hey, hey, hey, don't be like this, Master. Quickly withdraw your divine power. Can't I just leave? Why do you have to be like this? You're already so old. If anything happens to you, I, a black-haired man, will…"
"Get lost!"
"Alright!"
After confirming that his master had no intention of keeping him, Little Daoist Sheng Yi picked up his luggage from the ground and looked at it every three steps and back every five steps. He reluctantly left the Taoist temple that had raised him since he was young. After walking for about 50 meters, Little Daoist Sheng Yi suddenly turned around and threw his luggage to the side of the road. Then, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily in the direction of the Taoist temple and his master. Then, he turned around and resolutely sped off along the mountain path!
Watching Little Daoist Sheng Yi's figure gradually turn from a human figure into a black dot and finally disappear, Perfected Yu Chao stood in front of the Taoist temple and let out a long sigh. Then, he turned around with a heart full of reluctance.
"Shengheng…"
"Master!"
"How many chickens do we have in the backyard?”
"Master, there are still seven!”
"Slaughter them all. We'll have an extra meal tonight!”
"Sheng Huan…"
"Master!"
"I remember that there were still a few firecrackers left in the temple during last year's New Year, right?”
"Yes, Master!"
"I'll take it out and release it tonight. It's festive!”
"Shengtao…"
"Xi (teacher) Fu!"
"You…Forget it, you're still too young. Continue drinking milk!”
That night, a few villages at the foot of Qingfeng Mountain vaguely heard sounds coming from Qingfeng Mountain. According to an insider, one night, the sound of gongs and drums, firecrackers, red flags, and a sea of people were heard in Qingfeng Temple. These Taoist priests, who were usually like immortals, were rarely unbridled and celebrated…the disaster coming down the mountain!
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