He neither liked nor disliked the Quanzhen Sect.
The Quanzhen School is a religion that once served the Jin Dynasty and the Mongols, so it can naturally serve Lin Yi now as well.
Wang Changyue stood aside, waiting quietly.
After a while, Lin Yi finally spoke, saying calmly, "I need sincerity."
"Please enlighten me, Master?" Upon hearing this, Wang Changyue felt reassured and immediately replied.
The worst thing in the world is not being used by others. It's completely losing your usefulness and being ignored by everyone.
As long as something has value to be exploited, there is still hope.
"I have heard that before he founded the Quanzhen Sect, Master Chongyang was enlightened by an immortal on Mount Zhongnan. He obtained seven 'Tiangang Stones' from Master Chunyang Lü Dongbin and Master Zhengyang Zhongli Quan, which recorded the mysteries of heaven and earth. This led him to convert from Confucianism to Taoism, build the 'Tomb of the Living Dead' on Mount Zhongnan, comprehend yin and yang, understand life and death, and cultivate the Quanzhen Tao. Is this true?"
Lin Yi asked with great interest, explaining that this was a story he had heard from the Taoist Xuanyou.
Xuanyou Daoist is a successor of Chen Tuan. He is from the same mountain as the Huashan School founded by Hao Datong, one of the "Seven Masters of Quanzhen". Within the Daoist community, they are referred to as the "Old Huashan School" and the "New Huashan School" respectively to distinguish them.
After a moment's thought, Wang Changyue nodded and said, "That is indeed the case, but..."
“Master Wang, please speak frankly,” Lin Yi said.
Wang Changyue said, "This is also a regret of the Bi Sect. After the passing of Patriarch Chongyang, he bestowed the seven Heavenly Gang Stones upon his seven disciples, one for each of them. Later, the various sects gathered the Heavenly Gang Stones together and kept them in this Baiyun Temple. During the conflict between Buddhism and Taoism, these seven Heavenly Gang Stones were forcibly taken away by Buddhism and eventually fell into the hands of Phagpa, the National Preceptor of the Yuan Dynasty. Now they are in the Potala Palace in Tibet."
"I want to know what the relationship is between Wu Tian and those people in Tibet?" Lin Yi asked.
Wang Changyue was puzzled. Hadn't Master Wu Tian already become a disciple of the Immortal Monk? He could have simply asked him. Why go to such lengths?
Little did he know that the real Wu Tian had already been killed by Lin Yi, and the Wu Tian who was now diligently studying the Dao was a complete imposter.
Wang Changyue said, "As far as I know, Master Wu Tian should be a protector of a Dharma King at the Jokhang Temple in Tibet."
"Tibetan Tantric Buddhism, what audacity!" Lin Yi said.
Wang Changyue said, "Ever since the Mongols were driven out of the Central Plains, those Tibetan Dharma Kings have been constantly eyeing the Central Plains. Tantric Buddhism is almost demonic, using human lives to cultivate supernatural powers. Under each Dharma King are piles of white bones. In comparison, we cultivators in the Central Plains are more affected by the heavens and earth, but it is difficult for us to continue."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yi, based on his knowledge of history, noted that after the Manchus usurped the Han throne, the entire Qing dynasty suppressed orthodox Taoism and Buddhism while supporting Tibetan lamas and other religions.
The heretical and evil sects of Tantric Buddhism want to spread their faith and influence to the Central Plains of China. Those living Buddha kings and the like have long been plotting in secret. Wu Tian's matter is just the tip of the iceberg.
Lin Yi thought for a moment and then turned his gaze to the northeast.
The Jurchen people of Heishui and Baishan.
Is the Black Mountain Demon in the underworld related to the Jurchen people?
Lin Yi kept thinking that beyond the simple plot of "A Chinese Ghost Story," the world was very, very deep.
Did the Black Demon completely perish, or did he shed his skin and be reborn with another identity?
He doesn't know yet.
It seems some things can't wait any longer.
Lin Yi's hand rested on the hilt of the broken sword at his waist. Since he was born into this world, the so-called plot was just one possibility for the future.
Ultimately, we must take control of our own future.
Whether it's the Black Mountain Demon or a Tibetan Living Buddha, anyone who blocks my path will be killed without mercy.
The murderous intent in Lin Yi's heart flashed by and then disappeared, deeply hidden away.
After leaving Baiyun Temple, Lin Yi walked down the street.
The new Imperial Preceptor, known as the "Immortal," was a household name in the capital, but very few people had actually seen his face.
Lin Yi strolled around casually, taking in the bustling atmosphere of the city.
A voice came from the teahouse next door, and there was a storyteller telling the story of "The Immortal Who Appeared at Baiyun Temple".
"Now, Master Wu Tian unleashed the supreme Buddhist divine power, the 'Colorless and Formless Prajna Palm.' In an instant, the heavens and earth changed color, the sun and moon lost their light, sand and stones flew, and ghosts wailed and gods howled. And then, guess what happened?"
"Tell us quickly, tell us quickly, you'll definitely get paid for tea later," someone urged immediately.
The storyteller said with satisfaction, "Just then, the banished immortal took a step forward, stood in mid-air, and shouted, 'Sword, come!' As soon as he finished speaking, a dragon's roar resounded through the heavens, and a sword light flew in from beyond the sky..."
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Chapter Seventeen: The Hidden Dragon in the Abyss, the Emperor's Sword
"good……"
After the story was finished, cheers erupted throughout the teahouse.
Lin Yi smiled slightly, turned around and left.
The story is, of course, fictional, and there are many versions of it, but the listeners are always satisfied.
Whether it's real or fake, as long as you get what you want from it, that's enough.
In Buddhism, cultivating the mind brings peace and joy; this is the true path to Buddhahood.
This is also one of the principles of spiritual practice.
There is no essential difference between being detached from the world and being involved in it; it's simply a matter of personal choice.
What suits you best is the best.