Yu Shiguang's family lived in a regular old house near the south gate. There was only one old mother in the family. When she was not around during the day, she paid the aunt next door to take care of her.

Yu Shiguang was indeed a filial son. As soon as he opened the door and came in, he shouted: "Mother! I have invited an immortal to come and treat you."

"Cough cough cough!"

There was a coughing sound in the house, and an old lady was sitting on the bed, slightly opening the window gap to look outside.

"Son! Are you back from the theater?"

"Come in and tell me about the third scene of the fairy tale. Did the fairy drive away the locust plague? Has the severe drought in Lingzhou been resolved?"

The older the old man gets, the more he believes in immortals, and the more he likes to listen to these stories about immortals coming to earth to punish evil and promote good, not to mention that such stories are real and happened not long ago.

Not to mention, the older I get, the more I enjoy spending time with my children. Every day I simply listen to Yu Shiguang sitting next to her and telling her the stories in the playbook and the wonderful scenes on the stage.

Although she couldn't see it in person, just listening to her son talk about it made her happier than seeing it with her own eyes.

But the old man immediately discovered that more than one person had entered the yard: "Why are there still guests here today?"

Yu Shiguang rushed into the house with the box, sat in front of the bed, covered his mother with a quilt, and put a coat on her body.

"The old woman has met the little Taoist priest!"

The Taoist nodded and smiled.

After finishing speaking, the old woman complained to her son: "Son! You are troublesome to others again. Because my mother's disease cannot be cured, it will be over with patience."

"This time is different. Today we have a real immortal, a living god-like figure."

"I promise to cure it, and you won't have to endure the pain and have trouble sleeping every night."

"You!" The old woman didn't believe that this little Taoist priest who was a little too young had such great abilities, but it couldn't match Yu Shiguang's filial piety.

Yu Shiguang immediately invited the Taoist inside: "Exalt Master, can you see if it can be cured?"

Kong Chenzi smiled slightly: "It's not really a problem, it's just that the old man is frail, and he's old and bedridden, so the doctor feels like he has no way to deal with this unusual disease. He can only alleviate it, but not cure it."

Yu Shiguang nodded repeatedly: "Yes, that's right, other doctors said the same thing."

"Pindao made a batch of living death pills in the past, which is more than enough to cure this disease. There should be a few pills left for Pindao to find." The Taoist said it in an understatement, which made Yu Shiguang and the old woman on the bed overjoyed.

But when the Taoist took out the elixir from his sleeve, they were even more shocked.

"Son! Could it be that my eyesight is dazzled? This pill is actually emitting light?" The old man sitting on the bed clutched his son's clothes.

"This?" Yu Shiguang was shocked when he looked at the elixir contained in the jade bottle, which exuded a faint light.

Yu Shiguang looked at the Taoist: "Isn't this the legendary panacea? How much does it cost?"

Although Yu Shiguang said before that he was willing to spend all his money, he now knew that not to mention spending all his money, even if he searched all over Yanding Mansion, not many people could afford it or had seen such a magical medicine.

The Taoist shook his head and smiled: "No one in the world will sell the gold, but only give it to those who are destined."

"No need to say more, just give it to the old man quickly!"

Yu Shiguang was so moved that tears filled his eyes, and without saying anything else, he took the Living Death Pill, poured it out with water, and supported his mother to use it.

Not long after, I saw the aura and blood disperse along with the elixir, spreading throughout the body.

The coughing that was originally incessant gradually subsided, a rosy color gradually appeared on his face, and his eyes, which were originally blurry, became brighter.

All kinds of illnesses that have been stubborn for many years healed themselves in an instant.

"OK OK!"

“I don’t cough anymore, and my chest doesn’t hurt anymore!”

When the old man got excited, his legs suddenly moved along with him.

"Mom! Your legs!" Yu Shiguang looked at the legs under the quilt in surprise.

The old man also discovered something. With the help of his son, he tried to get out of bed. He found that he could really walk and jumped twice.

A simple smile appeared on his face: "Oh, is this really a god?"

"It's really amazing."

The old man looked at the Taoist and stepped forward excitedly: "A living god! You are really a living god!"

Yu Shiguang also knelt down together: "Yu Shiguang really doesn't know how to repay such a great kindness. The immortal just takes care of his orders, even if he goes up the mountain of swords and into the sea of ​​fire, Yu Shiguang will definitely do it."

Kong Chenzi shook his head and laughed: "There is no need to go up the mountain of swords and go down into the sea of ​​fire."

He looked around the room, waved his hand and saw the bamboo slips in the suitcase flying out and falling into his hands: "This is the bamboo slip!"

Yu Shiguang lamented the immortal's noble character and integrity: "This was given to me by my mentor. It is said that it is an ancient slip handed down from the former academy, but it is just an ordinary bamboo slip, how can it be worth the elixir and elixir."

The Taoist replied: "In the eyes of a poor Taoist, this thing is worth thousands of pills."

Yu Shiguang could only treat himself as an immortal to comfort himself, and even shed tears of gratitude.

The Taoist took the bamboo slips, flicked the whisk, turned around and strode out the door: "If you really want to thank me, write out the script as soon as possible!"

The immortal walked out of the door. At this moment, Yu Shiguang suddenly remembered something, slapped his head and rushed out.

"I'm sorry, I'm so impolite. I was so anxious just now that I didn't even know where the immortal's name came from?"

There was no trace of the person long ago, and only the voice remained: "Gongzhou Yuntian Temple."

"Kongchenzi!"

Yu Shiguang looked at the play script he had copied in the plum garden today in his arms.

On it, the name and story of Lord Kongchen are also written.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, this god walked out of the script and appeared in front of him.

Yu Shiguang was even more shocked, feeling that everything today seemed like a big dream: "It turned out to be Taoist Master Kongchen in person."

Yu Shiguang turned around and shouted excitedly to his mother: "Mom, it turns out this is the one who captured the Locust God in Lingzhou, and the immortal who saved the entire Lingzhou that I told you before!"

The two of them bowed and bowed to the door three times in a row before stopping to sigh.

"My mother has long noticed that there is no such magic medicine among the gods. But I heard others say that the gods have returned to heaven again, right?"

"This must be because your piety moved the gods, so the gods came to earth specially to deliver medicine to you."

The old woman laughed heartily.

Yu Shiguang even remembered the scene at the city gate before. Even the gods did not blame him for being like this.

Only a true moral immortal like Taojun Kongchen could do this!

"The real immortal didn't know it when he was in front of him. Instead, he regarded the real immortal as a fake Taoist. It turns out that I, Yu Shiguang, am also a blind person!"

Now that I think about it, I feel that it should be like this. Those Taoist scriptures were originally passed down by gods to open up the wisdom of mortals and eliminate disasters and solve problems.

How could an immortal recite the Taoist scriptures passed down to mortals?

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The young Taoist held the bamboo slip behind his back in one hand and put the whisk on his shoulder in the other, walking leisurely through the city.

I was so happy in my heart that after the bamboo slips were enlightened, I would have another Dharma protector with me.

The setting sun sets on Qingshiban Street.

Facing the front was a sedan carried by four people. The people carrying the sedan looked like people from the Jianghu, but their clothes were a bit strange. They were not like the current one, but rather similar to the ancient style of the previous dynasty.

In the sedan was a woman wearing a white skirt and red clothes, boldly showing her face and looking at the passers-by on the road.

There were two identical girls standing on both sides of the sedan. The young lady in the sedan smiled and said, "Miss! Look at that Taoist priest."

The woman covered her face with a smile, her eyes showed a smile, and nodded towards Gao Xian.

Gao Xian just thought it was normal, focused only on protecting the bamboo slips, and smiled back.

Little did he know that all of this was exactly the same as a scene in Jiangzhou a hundred years ago, a reflection of the woman's heart in the sedan chair.

But now the sunset is still there, but things have changed.

Passing by each other, gradually drifting away.

The woman who covered her face with a fan slowly put down the fan embroidered with Qingluan, revealing a face that looked like that of a celestial being, so beautiful that it seemed a bit unscented.

A look of clarity appeared on her beautiful face, and then it turned into loneliness: "Sure enough, he has forgotten it a long time ago."

"Haha~"

"All living beings in this world, we are just passers-by on his road to eternal life."

But when she said this, the woman's hand tightly held the handle of the fan, and she felt extremely uneasy inside.

In the end, all the bitterness came to my heart and turned into a song full of coldness.

"Earthly worm! Dreaming of death!"

The long drama passed through the streets and drifted into the distance.

Walking on the road, the leisurely Taoist suddenly frowned.

Looking back, I found that the sedan and the person had already disappeared into the crowd on the street.

The sedan stopped under the deserted Dengxian Temple.

The woman in the sedan took one look and lowered the curtain: "You two stay! Do as I say!"

"Yes! Lord God!" The twin girls immediately stopped and knelt on the ground.

"No need to look any further!"

"Go back to the capital!"
Chapter completed!