Chapter 176: The Dharma Eye Discerns Life and Death, Ghosts and Gods Hidden in the River
Seeing the golden light on his disciple, Zhang Qianyang's old face turned red and his mouth opened slightly. After a long while, he spoke to himself.
"Today's weather...seems pretty good."
Li Daoxuan: “???”
"Master, there is one thing I don't quite understand about this Golden Light Mantra, which is——"
"Ahem, it's getting late, disciple, let's hurry up and get on our way!"
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Zhaofu River, ferry.
The people who wanted to cross the river gathered together, waiting for the boatman and talking about the fog that had just passed by.
"I heard that the fog in Zhaofu River is very strange . It lasts for at least an hour each time. When the fog dissipates, people often fall into the river without knowing it. Why did it dissipate so quickly today?"
"I almost fell into the river just now, but I seemed to see a golden light, and then the fog dissipated. When I came to my senses, I found that half of my foot was hanging in the air. It was a close call!"
"Yes, that's the golden light. I saw it too!"
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People were talking about it, some were afraid of Fuhe, and some were curious about the golden light just now.
At this time, two figures walked to the ferry, one old and one young, both wearing Taoist robes, and looking exhausted.
The old Taoist has a thin figure, but a clear face, a free and easy expression, and a hint of righteousness between his brows.
The young Taoist priest was handsome, with a jade-like figure and an upright posture. His hair was tied up in a bun with a peach wood hairpin, and he had an extraordinary temperament.
Especially those eyes, which were clear and bright, with a faint red vertical mark between the eyebrows. Coupled with the sword case behind him, he stood out like a crane among chickens, extraordinary.
This is also because Li Daoxuan's cultivation level is not high enough, and he has not yet reached the state of returning to nature. Like his master Zhang Qianyang, his aura is simple and natural, without any trace, and looks ordinary.
After entering the Yin Shen realm, the aura of a cultivator will not be so obvious, but will begin to restrain its edge and return to nature.
In the crowd, a pair of eyes were fixed on Li Daoxuan.
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Li Daoxuan and his master arrived at the ferry, only to see a huge river in front of them. The water was surging and bottomless, and there was not even a bridge.
Although they have the ability to walk on water, they do not want to show it in front of others. In Zhang Qianyang's words, if it is not necessary, people who practice Taoism do not need to show off their skills in front of others, otherwise, after a long time, they will really think of themselves as immortals.
Those high and mighty yang gods might have been just and humane when they first started practicing, but as their cultivation improved and they grew older, they were revered by thousands of people and worshipped as living gods, and over time , they forgot their original intentions.
It is a very sad thing that the dragon slayer becomes a dragon and becomes the person he once hated.
Therefore, Zhang Qianyang often taught his apprentices that no matter how capable they were, they must learn to live the simplest life and see how the most ordinary people live, so as not to lose their original intentions.
"Master, there is something strange in this river. Do you want me to use my divine eyes to take a look?"
Li Dao stared at the water of Zhaofu River, and the blue dragon tattoo on his back felt slightly hot.
Zhang Qianyang shook his head and said, "There are too many people here. There is no need to act this way. Also, look at these people with your Dharma eyes."
Li Daoxuan was stunned when he heard this. He didn't know why his master said that, but he did it immediately.
By channeling his magic power into his eyes, Li Daoxuan's eyes immediately became deeper, and his pupils became thinner and narrower, like a cat's pupils.
It is said that cat's eyes can communicate between the yin and yang worlds and see many things that living people cannot see. The Dharma eyes of those who practice Taoism have the same function.
But after obtaining the third eye, Li Daoxuan rarely opened his Dharma eye.
You don’t know until you see it. It’s shocking.
I saw that the people were all wet and pale, like swollen and rotten corpses, with black air lingering between their eyebrows.
Li Daoxuan's pupils narrowed and he turned to look at his master with surprise in his eyes.
The master nodded at him, signaling him to keep quiet and wait and see what happens.
Li Daoxuan hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Master, they are obviously alive, but this..."
Zhang Qianyang nodded and transmitted his voice with his magical power: "This is because, if nothing unexpected happens, they are all going to die, and they should be drowned in this Zhaofu River."
Li Daoxuan looked at the boatman who was rowing towards him in the distance. He was an old man with his trouser legs flat, a peaceful expression and a kind smile in the sunshine.
He had just sent off a group of people, and now another group had arrived. Today's business seemed to be particularly good.
This is the scene seen by normal eyes, but in the eyes of the law, the old boatman was swollen all over, constantly oozing water, his face was very pale, and one of his eyes was rotten.
There is nothing wrong with the boatman, he is just an ordinary person. In other words, the problem is the river.
Zhaofu River...what a strange name.
Zhang Qianyang used his magical power to transmit the message: "Among mortals, if there are high spirituality, they can occasionally see similar scenes, or dream about the death of relatives and friends in advance, or have various ominous warnings before death comes."
After a pause, he explained, "When a person is about to die, black air will linger between his eyebrows, also known as death air. People call it the blackness of the forehead, but in fact, the blackness of the forehead can only be seen by spiritual people."
"What you just saw was an illusion created by the death energy in their bodies. In physiognomy, this is called a calamity. Without external help, they generally cannot escape this calamity."
Li Daoxuan nodded and said, "Fortunately they met us."
Zhang Qianyang shook his head and said, "Don't be so confident. Did you see that woman dressed as a man?"
Li Daoxuan was stunned. A woman dressed as a man?
He looked carefully and, sure enough, found a handsome young man in the crowd.
The man was wearing brocade clothes, was short in stature, had fair skin, and had a heroic look between his brows. He was also secretly looking at Li Daoxuan.
Their eyes met, and the handsome young man quickly shifted his gaze, appearing a little flustered.
Li Daoxuan's eyes moved. It was interesting that this woman dressed as a man was actually a cultivator.
She has abundant Qi and blood, far more than ordinary people, and there are fluctuations of magical power. It seems that she should be a cultivator in the middle stage of fasting.
But in the Dharma Eye, she also looked like she was drowned. Apparently, even a cultivator like her who was in the middle stage of the Qigong state could not escape the fate of dying while crossing the river.
Zhang Qianyang walked up, pulled an old man, and asked, "Old man, is there something strange about this river? Why is it called Zhaofu River?"
As he spoke, he handed over two copper coins.
The old man took the copper coin and said with a smile: "Master, you have finally asked the right person. I am a native of Xuanzhou and I know the Zhaofu River very well!"
He summarized the situation and said, "In fact, besides Zhaofu River, this place has another name, Dufujin."
"Jealous woman?"
"Yes, and there is an unwritten rule in this Jealous Woman's River that women cannot cross the river, especially beautiful women. If they do, they will surely die!"
