Fengyunlu

At the foot of the distant mountain, there lived an old farmer named Zhu Lao Han. His story is like a mountain stream, inconspicuous but profound. In Zhu Lao Han's home, there are two children as tender as spring buds. They are Zhu Lao Han's grandsons and carry the hope for the family's future. In his early years, Zhu Lao Han had an indissoluble bond with the Taoist priest Quan Xinzi in the Taoist temple. During that time, the Taoist temple was like a safe haven, providing some comfort for Zhu Lao Han. However, fate was unfortunate. A few years ago, Zhu Lao Han's son and daughter-in-law mysteriously disappeared on the way to the market, leaving these two innocent little lives, and Zhu Lao Han raised them up with great difficulty.

Last night, the sky suddenly cracked open, and heavy rain poured down like a wild beast. The roar of the mountain torrents could be faintly heard, foreshadowing the impending disaster. Taoist Master Quan Xinzi was concerned about the people living down the mountain, especially the old man Zhu's family. He knew the situation of that family very well, so he immediately sent disciples from the temple down the mountain to help. Among them, one disciple was ordered to go to the old man Zhu's house, hoping to lend a hand in this time of crisis.

However, fate always seems to play tricks on people. Just as the disciples were preparing to move Zhu Laohan's family to a safe area, Zhu Laohan's ox was about to give birth. This ox was not only a good helper for Zhu Laohan's work, but also his emotional sustenance, carrying too many memories and hopes. Driven by maternal instinct, the ox stubbornly stayed in the cowshed and was unwilling to leave no matter what. Faced with such a situation, the disciple with little cultivation was helpless. He could not forcibly take away the ox that was about to give birth, unless he did not care about its life or death.

In desperation, Old Man Zhu decided to stay alone to take care of the oxen, and entrusted his two young grandsons to the disciples of Zhengxin Sect, asking them to take the children out to avoid the disaster. As the disciples took the children to reunite with their fellow disciples, they quickly took action and organized the people at the foot of the mountain to go to higher places to avoid the flood. After a period of intense work, more than 60 households in the nearest mountain village were finally properly resettled. However, at dawn, the heavy rain that was supposed to last for half a month suddenly stopped, and this abnormal phenomenon surprised the disciples.

The disciples with higher cultivation looked up at the clouds and saw a flash of sword light in them. They immediately understood that it was their master, Taoist Quan Xinzi, who intervened in the celestial phenomena. While they were grateful, they were also puzzled as to why their master would break up the cumulus clouds out of his normal behavior. But they had no time to think about it at this time. The disciples immediately started to help the villagers return to the village.

When people returned home, they found that although the mountain torrent had not yet arrived, Zhu Laohan's family had suffered a devastating disaster. A huge rock several feet in size quietly pressed on the cowshed, burying Zhu Laohan and the oxen waiting to give birth under the ruins. The blood had already dried up, and several pieces of meat were scattered on the ground. The scene was horrible. The two young children stood aside, watching all this quietly, without crying or shouting. Their little hands trembled as they tried to piece together the appearance of their relatives from the ruins, but it was in vain.

The older child stood there, tears streaming down his face; the younger child was frantically busy trying to collect the broken flesh and bones. The disciple of Zhengxin Sect had mixed feelings when he saw this. He knew that persuasion was useless, so he could only step forward to help silently. He waved his sword to move the boulder, allowing the second child to successfully collect the remains of his relatives. Then, he dug a deep pit under the dilapidated house and buried the remains of Old Man Zhu and the ox.

The two children lost their only family and were left alone, so the disciples of Zhengxin Sect took them back to the mountain. When Taoist Master Quanxinzi learned about this, he felt deeply saddened and sympathized with the fate of the two children. He decided to take the two children in and teach them the way of cultivation, which was a kind of compensation and sustenance for them.

In the next ten years, the two children gradually grew up. The eldest became a young talent and the second was also very handsome. Their cultivation in Xuanmen improved day by day and reached the realm of Fengchu. Although this speed was not the best in Xuanmen, it was enough to make all the brothers in Zhengxinmen far behind. Taoist Master Quanxinzi knew that his cultivation was limited and he could not teach them more advanced knowledge and skills, so he secretly made up his mind to let the two children go out to seek opportunities in a wider world.

On this day, he called the two brothers to his side and told them his decision earnestly. He encouraged them to go to Qingli Palace to try their luck, hoping that they would be accepted by the immortals so that they could get better cultivation resources and broader development prospects. After hearing this, the two brothers were reluctant to leave, but they also understood the master's painstaking efforts. They bid farewell to the master in tears and embarked on a new journey.

In Qingli Palace, the two brothers gradually emerged as the best among many disciples with their extraordinary talents and unremitting efforts. They not only learned more advanced Taoist skills, but also made many like-minded friends to explore the truth and pursue the secret of immortality in the Taoist sect. And the starting point of all this originated from that stormy night and the Taoist temple that silently guarded them - Zhengxinmen.

In the vast world of cultivation, the word "opportunity" is often as elusive as floating clouds in the sky. When the gate of Qingli Palace was closed to the two brothers who came to learn from the master due to lack of opportunity, they did not lose heart, but instead cast their eyes on a wider world. They knew that with their own qualifications and unremitting efforts, even if they were not in Qingli Palace, they could still make a name for themselves in the world of cultivation, and even have the hope of becoming one of the Nine Radiant Immortal Sects.

The two brothers looked at each other, their hearts filled with gratitude for their master's deep affection and a desire for unknown challenges. They knew their master's obsession with Qingli Palace and understood his good intentions. So, they nodded silently, said goodbye to their master and fellow apprentices, and embarked on the journey to Canghai. They secretly vowed in their hearts that they must fight for their master and let Qingli Palace see their strength and potential.

Canghai, a place regarded as a holy place by countless cultivators, is not only the birthplace of Taoism, but also the cradle of countless legends and myths. Qingli Palace, as the supreme of Canghai Taoism, has a long history and profound heritage, which is even more amazing. The founder of Qingli Palace, Qingdi, was the leader of the Five Emperors of Xuanmen in ancient times, and he studied under the ancestor of Xuanmen, Cangqiong Emperor. He assisted the people of the world with his creation and continued the communication of the human race. He was honored by later generations as the true glory of the nine heavens.

After the Qing Emperor transcended, his descendants inherited his Taoism, allowing Qingli Palace to continue to this day. During these long years, Qingli Palace has experienced countless disputes over the Great Dao, chaos in the Xuanmen, and even disputes between good and evil. However, no matter what challenges and difficulties it faces, Qingli Palace has always stood firm. The reason for this is that in addition to the prosperity of Qingli Palace's Taoism and the emergence of high-level masters in each generation, more importantly, Qingli Palace holds three volumes of Tongtian Scrolls - Taixiao Sutra, Taishang Sutra, and Xianji Pian.

The Taixiao Sutra and the Taishang Sutra are treasures passed down by the Qing Emperor himself, and contain all kinds of Taoist creations. These two volumes of scriptures are not only the treasures of the Qingli Palace, but also the source of the world's Taoism. The Immortal Traces is even more mysterious. It is a great weapon that a patriarch of the Qingli Palace gained after spending his entire life cultivating in the Great Dao dispute. It contains the power of the heavens and is an important magic weapon for the Qingli Palace to suppress the Taoist tradition and resist foreign enemies.

However, the good times did not last long. At the critical moment when the Immortal Traces was about to restore the power of the Great Dao, Qingli Palace suffered a great chaos. The Master of Wanmoyuan Demon Mountain led various evil forces to attack the mountain, which plunged Qingli Palace into an unprecedented crisis. In this battle, Quan Xinzi accidentally knocked over a sky lantern, causing the anti-Yue Zhoutian to show a flaw. It was this small mistake that gave the master who had been coveting it for a long time an opportunity to take advantage of it. He took the opportunity to snatch the Immortal Traces and escaped with serious injuries.

When this happened, the Qingli Palace was shaken. After defeating the powerful enemy, Emperor Wangsheng heard about this and frowned. He knew that the fight in the front hall was a mantis catching the cicada while the oriole was waiting behind, and the oriole was probably a spy in the Qingli Palace. After some investigation, he did not find the real mastermind, but he could not tolerate Quan Xinzi's dereliction of duty. In the end, he thought that he was stupid and had no evil intentions, so he just gave him a slight punishment and drove him out of the mountain gate.

Although the Qingli Palace suffered a great blow after losing the Immortal Traces, it did not decline. With the two Tongtian Sutras, Taixiao Sutra and Taishang Sutra, as well as the efforts and inheritance of countless generations of disciples, the Qingli Palace still maintained its status as an authentic Taoist. After learning all this, the two brothers strengthened their determination to fight for their master.

They traveled all the way and inquired all the way and finally arrived at Canghai. Here they not only witnessed the glory and greatness of Qingli Palace, but also deeply felt the cruelty and ruthlessness of the cultivation world. However, they did not retreat but strengthened their beliefs. They knew that only by constantly improving their cultivation and strength could they gain a foothold in this world where the strong are respected and win back the glory and dignity that belonged to Qingli Palace for their master.

During the journey of Canghai, the two brothers also learned about the three branches of the Qingli Palace Taoism - Jinding Sect, Fulu Sect and Shushu Sect. These three sects each have their own unique ways of practice and the essence of Taoism, but in the end they all come to the same conclusion and together constitute the huge Taoist system of Qingli Palace. Jinding Sect mainly cultivates the flesh and purple and mysterious Qi with the method of Huarendan; Fulu Sect is proficient in the way of essence and soul, with the first priority of grasping the heaven and earth, and the talisman changes the heaven and earth and all things, and communicates with the gods; while Shushu Sect mainly cultivates the way of heaven and man, assists the operation of the heaven and earth, and creates itself, walks in the great evolution, fights for a line of numbers, and intercepts the way of heaven.

Each of these three ways of cultivation has its own merits and difficulties. But no matter which one, it requires the cultivator to make great efforts and sacrifices to achieve something. After understanding these, the two brothers understood more clearly the difficulty and hardship of cultivation. But they also knew that only after going through these hardships and tests can they become truly strong and win back the glory and dignity for their master.

So they continued to move forward, leaving their firm footprints and unyielding figures on this magical land of Canghai. They knew that the road ahead was still long, but they believed that as long as they worked hard and unremittingly, they would be able to reach the other side in their hearts - the peak of their cultivation world!

In this corner forgotten by time, Suolaoguan, a place with a name that reveals a bit of desolation and helplessness, lies quietly on the vast land, as if it is an abandoned island between heaven and earth. The remote location and the years of drought have made the lives of the people in this land even worse. Many families have to reluctantly leave the land where they were born and raised and embark on an unknown road of escape. The old, weak, sick and disabled who are unable to travel far can only silently endure the torment of fate in this desolate land.

However, fate does not seem to let this land go easily. A few years ago, a world-shaking war broke out here. Two practitioners, one good and one evil, fought for their respective beliefs and ideals. Their magical powers and Taoist methods wreaked havoc on this land, with flying sand and rocks, dark sky and earth, and the entire Suolao Pass seemed to be involved in a doomsday catastrophe. In this catastrophe, countless innocent lives disappeared, and those who were already fragile, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled were not spared. Their wailing and crying became the saddest notes on this land.

After the war, the two practitioners disappeared, leaving behind only this empty city and the devastation. The once prosperous streets are now overgrown with weeds, and the broken walls and ruins tell of the past glory and the present desolation. It is said that this place is close to Qingli Palace, and as an important sect of the Xuanmen Orthodox Way, it should be taken care of. However, it is chilling that Qingli Palace has ignored it. Even the Great Emperor of the Human Race, the Emperor of the Human King, has not sent the Emperor Garden to rescue. After decades of time, this empty city has been preserved, all thanks to the spontaneous repairs of passers-by, otherwise it would have been swallowed up by the wind and sand of the years.

The two brothers stood in this desolate place, and they could not help but feel an indescribable feeling of emotion and disappointment. They had been practicing with their master in the mountains since they were young, and they were full of awe and yearning for the way of Xuanmen. In their minds, Xuanmen is the foundation of the human race, and protecting the people is the duty of Xuanmen disciples. However, what they saw and heard along the way made them waver in their faith in Xuanmen. Those forgotten empty cities, those helpless people, those indifferent sects... all of this made them begin to doubt the true meaning and value of Xuanmen.

However, just when they were about to give up their faith in Xuanmen, an obsession quietly took root in their hearts. They decided not to blindly follow the footsteps of others, but to use their own eyes to see the truth of this world. They decided to leave this desolate place and travel around the world to explore the true face of Xuanmen. They wanted to know whether Xuanmen still adhered to the essence of the human race and the morality of Xuanmen; they wanted to know whether there were any sects that could deserve the name of Xuanmen; they also wanted to know how to find their own way and path in this turbulent and complicated world.