Chapter 318 Little Taoist priest, how much do you know about the Taoist seniors?
"You are a late learner, but Yang Zhu has met Senior Guigu!"
After changing into clean clothes, Yang Zhu walked out, saluted Guiguzi and said.
Although Guiguzi has always lived in seclusion in Yunmengze and rarely traveled around the world, his image is well known to everyone in the world.
Although Yang Zhu has never seen it, he knows it well.
"You don't have to be polite, Yang Zi."
Guiguzi smiled, he was not a saint yet, he was just one step further than Yang Zhu.
In his eyes, apart from Huang, Yang Zhu was also one of the few Taoist friends in this mansion.
"Haha, Yang Zhu hasn't made a son yet, senior can just call Yang Zhu by his name."
Yang Zhu is a pragmatic person.
He has not yet been named Yang Zi, so naturally he will not call himself Yang Zi.
He knew that those who called him Yang Zi were complimenting him, and some were thinking favorably of him.
Not far away, Huang watched the two people communicating with a solemn look in his eyes.
He was not completely reassured about Guiguzi.
He was not from this world and knew a lot about the old man in front of him.
He knew that Guiguzi was a very mysterious figure.
Guiguzi founded the Guigu sect. He was good at cultivating the body and mind, was good at psychological speculation, understood the power of hardness and softness, was proficient in the art of vertical and horizontal manipulation, and had unique wisdom to reach the heavens.
He possesses unparalleled knowledge, outstanding wisdom, and is proficient in hundreds of schools of knowledge. He is the originator of the political strategist.
He is also a famous thinker, strategist, military strategist, Yin-Yang practitioner, Legalist, celebrity and educator.
Throughout the five thousand years of China, even Confucius, who is known as the most holy teacher, has not been able to do this.
This man can be called a perfect man.
For more than two thousand years in later generations, military strategists respected him as a saint, and political strategists respected him as their ancestor.
Fortune tellers and fortune tellers respect him as their ancestor, strategists respect him as their sage, and scientists respect him as their forefather.
Legalists respect him as their master, and famous scholars respect him as their master.
Taoism ranks him with Laozi and respects him as the ancestor of Wang Chan.
There are hundreds of schools of thought, but this person is one of the few who can learn from all the schools of thought.
And Huang knew even more clearly that in later generations, there were records in ancient books that Gui Guzi was well aware of the extraordinary Chongju technique of the Immortal family and possessed unparalleled knowledge.
Moreover, he also has a junior sister.
Known as the founder of Qi Men Dun Jia.
She is a Nine-Tian Xuannv who possesses the secrets of the Nine-Tian and is familiar with the secrets of heaven, humanity, and the earth’s veins.
Of course, what really worries Huang, and what he has been testing, is Guiguzi's deepest identity.
According to legend, Guiguzi is the Taoist Cave Immortal. He is the thirteenth from the left of the fourth seat. He is revered as Xuanwei Zhenren and calls himself Xuanweizi.
In Taoism, true immortals are also called real people, and only those who have attained the Tao and become immortals can be called real people.
For example, Laozi and Li Er are called Boda Zhenren, Zhuangzi is called Nanhua Zhenren, and Liezi is called Chongxu Zhenren.
According to rumors, Guiguzi has the ability to become invisible and hide his body, and has the ability to move heaven and earth. He can also change his body, transcend life and death, and can scatter beans to make soldiers and chop grass into horses.
In the legend of later generations, Guiguzi is a true immortal, so he will not grow old for many generations.
From the time of Xuanyuan, through the Shang and Zhou dynasties, he followed Laojun to the quicksand, returned to China on weekends, and lived in Guigu Mountain, Hanbin.
Even the First Emperor begged him for the grass of immortality.
If Guiguzi was behind the Taoist sect, all his ideas and arrangements would have to be kept in reserve.
At this thought, Huang smiled and said: "Senior Guigu, I once heard that there is an immortal grass on the Shenzhou, which looks like a wild rice seedling. If a person is dead, if he is covered with this grass, he will come back to life. Isn't it true?"
As soon as these words came out, Gui Guzi, who was discussing with Yang Zhu, was stunned.
Then a dark color flashed deep in his eyes, and he nodded with a smile: "The Imperial Master is really knowledgeable. Of course the Immortal Grass exists, but it is rare for those who are not destined to see it."
"Haha, it's good to have it, so that I won't die of old age when the time comes. It can be regarded as a glimmer of hope."
Huang smiled
The look on his face never changed at all.
"If the Imperial Master is found, remember to inform me."
Guiguzi smiled brightly, and his expression did not change at all.
The two looked at each other, their eyes always calm.
However, from these words and his many previous temptations, Huang knew clearly that Guiguzi was by no means a local.
He indeed followed the road of becoming a disciple, and he also aspired to become a saint.
But what he did was too weird.
According to Huang's understanding, Guiguzi hid in the outside world and put the world in a chess game. His disciples became generals and prime ministers, influencing the survival of countries and promoting the direction of history.
He has been secretly promoting unrest in the Central Plains.
At this point, Guiguzi's doubtful point is far higher than that of Confucius.
The most important thing is that it is clear that among the various schools of thought and among the various countries, they have already been infiltrated by those superior beings.
Even Qin is no exception.
It's just that in these years, the other party has never shown up.
He could only be vigilant secretly instead of killing him.
Even if he wanted to eradicate it, he would have no chance.
Seeing Huang fall into silence, Guiguzi continued to communicate with Yang Zhu, but his heart was somewhat uneasy. He knew clearly that Huang was another temptation.
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"National Master, the little Taoist priest has returned."
At this moment, Xiang Lidu hurried over and said to Huang.
Hearing this, a gleam of light appeared in Huang's eyes.
The little Taoist priest has a simple heart. With the little Taoist priest around, the house will be more peaceful.
Huang greeted Guiguzi and Yang Zhu, and then left with Xianglidu.
"Senior Guigu, you have a discussion with Yang Zhu. I have something to do, so I'll take the first step."
"good."
Arriving in the study, the little Taoist priest quickly saluted Huang and said, "I have seen the Imperial Master before!"
"Little Taoist priest, there is no need to be polite."
Huang smiled and said to the little Taoist priest: "You and I are all acquaintances, and we can be regarded as people who share life and death. When we get along, we should be casual."
"It's too formal and too tiring."
"Ha ha......"
Smiling softly, the little Taoist priest turned to Huang and said, "Master, the teacher has agreed to the spiritual wine. He can stand up for the master at a critical moment."
"But, I have a request."
Seeing the little Taoist priest stop, Huang was surprised and said, "What's the request? Just say it bluntly?"
The little Taoist priest scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "The teacher asked the senior sister to take charge of this matter. This is the teacher's only request."
Hearing this, Huang smiled.
"Nangong really has a good teacher."
After pondering for a while, Huang nodded: "Okay."
"This matter is settled."
"good."
.......
"Little Taoist priest, set up a formation to isolate the prying eyes here."
"good."
At this moment, the little Taoist priest formed seals with his hands and made a series of seals. After a moment, a light curtain appeared and then disappeared.
"It makes the Imperial Master laugh. In this regard, Legalist monks and Confucianists are better at it."
"very good already."
Huang doesn't care about speed, as long as the effect is good: "Little Taoist priest, how much do you know about the Taoist seniors?"