Chapter 11 Life experience
Perhaps because he had gotten rid of the obsession of his previous incarnation, Li Daoxuan felt a lot more relaxed. His hands and feet felt particularly flexible. Compared to his previous slightly clumsy and obscure behavior, he was now truly integrated with this body.

Not only did his senses become more acute, but the golden light in his Niwan Palace also seemed to grow a little. Even more obvious was the Qi Sea in his lower Dantian. The Qi that was usually calm and could only stir up a few waves could be mobilized by him. From a trickle to a rushing canal, it was a big improvement.

"I didn't expect there would be such benefits." Li Daoxuan was pleasantly surprised. Today's adventure could be regarded as a solution to his worries. After all, after crossing over, he had been wondering where the soul of his original body had gone. He never thought that the remnant of his original body's soul was still in his body. It was not until he told his dream as a teenager that the eleven-year-old Taoist priest left the world contentedly.

"May you be born into a peaceful and prosperous era in the future." Li Daoxuan prayed for his original body in his heart.

After dinner, he went back to his normal routine. Perhaps because the old Taoist priest was preparing to give him the ordination after the New Year, he had done less homework recently. The old Taoist priest would call Li Daoxuan to participate in some trivial matters in the temple, such as fortune-telling, divination, and rituals. He would also take over some tasks appropriately so that he could understand what the rituals were.

Days passed by like this, and on the day of the Little New Year, the temple began to sweep the house and worship the kitchen god. The old Taoist performed fasting and offering sacrifices, opened the gate of heaven, and cleaned the altar. He cleaned the Baiyun Temple from top to bottom.

Li Daoxuan swept the dust in the Jade Emperor Hall and prepared to go back to his room to rest. But a disciple came to find him and told the master to ask where he was. Putting down what he was doing, he rushed to the Taoist's residence, knocked on the door three times and waited for a reply.

"Come in." The old Taoist's voice came slowly.

Li Daoxuan pushed the door open and saw the old Taoist in a purple robe sitting in front of the incense burner, sitting cross-legged in meditation with his eyes closed.

The incense burner gave off wisps of white smoke, which transformed into various shapes in the air. It was either a white crane or a spirit deer, and then disappeared in the sunlight in various postures. The old Taoist was sitting in the sunlight, and he looked extremely sacred. It seemed that the old Taoist with a childlike innocence in the past was just a facade, and the solemn and dignified real person was the real body.

Seeing this image of a Taoist master, Li Daoxuan did not dare to be too presumptuous. He sat on the mat beside him and bowed to the Taoist master before asking, "Master, why are you looking for a disciple?"

The old Taoist said nothing, but pushed a wooden box over. Then he waved his hand, signaling Li Daoxuan to look at the contents of the wooden box.

Li Daoxuan was naturally curious, so he took the wooden box and opened it carefully. He saw a letter quietly placed inside, with the words "From Changming Zhenren" written on it.

Changming Zhenren is the name of the old Taoist priest. When Taoists come to visit him, they will respectfully call him Changming Zhenren. Speaking of which, the old Taoist priest is also a famous high-ranking Taoist priest in Maoshan. He has many names, and Li Daoxuan knows Changming Zhenren, Sandong Master, Baiyun Shangren, Shanju Taoist, etc. As for other names in the martial arts world, I am afraid that the old Taoist priest himself cannot clearly explain them.

I once heard the old Taoist say that when he was young, his blood was full of vigor and vitality. He did not practice much as a Taoist, but he practiced hundreds of martial arts to perfection. He was proficient in Southern Fist and Northern Leg, Wu Style Bajiquan, and even Wudang Tai Chi.

When he first traveled the world, he relied on martial arts rather than Taoist principles. However, he was not free to do what he wanted in the world, and he eventually made a big mistake. From then on, he retired from the world and never got involved in the world again. He devoted himself to practicing Taoism in the mountains, and later his Taoist skills improved, which was appreciated by the previous master of Baiyun Temple. He inherited the Taoist tradition and became the missionary of the Qingwei School of Baiyun Temple.

Life is full of ups and downs, and Li Daoxuan was once excited. But when he thought about the tedious things that would come his way when he really stepped into the martial arts world, he put aside his thoughts.

Li Daoxuan picked up the letter in the box, looked at the words on it, and then asked the old Taoist in confusion: "Master, this letter is written to you. Why are you giving it to your disciple? Could it be that Master is old and his eyesight is dim, so he wants his disciple to read it to you?"

"My master is not old yet." The old Taoist snorted, and the aura of a master disappeared immediately.

The old Taoist pointed at the letter and said to Li Daoxuan: "This letter is written to you, but it is only sent to your teacher."

Li Daoxuan finally understood, and then he took the letter and flipped it over. He found no clues, so he could only tear open the letter to see what was inside. He unfolded the letter, and the ink-colored words on it were elegant and graceful, with a feminine touch. He knew at a glance that it was a letter from a woman.

Curious, Li Daoxuan wondered who wrote the letter to him. After reading it, he understood why the Taoist priest called him here. Because the letter was written by his biological mother. The letter was filled with confession and expectation. The biological mother told the Taoist priest that she wanted Li Daoxuan to go home for the New Year.

Because she hadn't seen her son for almost nine years, she missed him so much. And she was in poor health recently, and she was afraid that she would die. If she didn't see her child this time, she might not have the chance in the future. Looking at the mother's confession in the letter, even Li Daoxuan, who had no family affection at all, was somewhat moved. But thinking that this was the mother of his previous life, and they had never met, he felt uneasy and panicked.

Seeing his uncertain expression, the old Taoist said meaningfully: "She is still your biological mother after all. She gave birth to you with great difficulty, which is the grace of giving birth to you. Even if you haven't seen her for many years, even if you have some resentment in your heart. You should go back to see her, so that you won't have regrets later."

"...I understand." Li Daoxuan knew that the old Taoist was advising him to go back and take a look. He thought about it for a long time and made up his mind.

Just as the old Taoist said, no matter whether the mother abandoned him or not, he would always go to see her. At that time, whether to break up or make peace, it all depends on Li Daoxuan's thoughts.

"Don't blame your mother." The old Taoist said gently. "I brought you to the mountain and watched you grow up. I have never told you many things. Now is the time to tell you."

"Master, you want to say..." Li Daoxuan looked at the old Taoist. He understood what the old Taoist wanted to say.

"You are smart." The old Taoist praised and then told Li Daoxuan a story.

It is said that there is a merchant family in Jinling, whose surname is Li. The Li family has a large business in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and has dealings with various industries. Such a big merchant is naturally not a good person. Although the Li family has not committed any evil deeds, they have also been involved in some deaths.

Later, the eldest son of the Li family took over the Li family and married a daughter from a scholarly family. The two loved each other and gave birth to a son and a daughter. The next year, the woman became pregnant again, but she encountered a revengeful enemy and had a miscarriage. She gave birth to a son early, the third child.

The third son was born with a weak constitution, and spent his life in medicine bottles until he was three years old. Later, when he was out and encountered a funeral, he fell ill and was dying at home. The couple sought medical treatment and medicine, but the third son never got better and almost died.

Later, a Taoist priest passed by the Li family and went in to see the patient. When he saw the third son, he said that this child was destined to have a rough life and would encounter a disaster when he was eleven years old. If he continued to raise him at home, even if he survived this disaster, he would still die at the age of eleven. It would be better for him to follow him to the mountains to practice Taoism, and maybe he could survive this disaster.

So the Li couple agreed to this matter, and the Taoist priest also brought the three-year-old sick child up the mountain to join the temple.

After the old Taoist finished his story, he looked at Li Daoxuan with gentle eyes.

"The warmth and coldness of human nature is not something you can guess. Perhaps you should go and see for yourself. Go ahead, don't destroy human nature in order to preserve nature."

"Disciple understands." Li Daoxuan bowed earnestly to the old Taoist.

"The disciple will withdraw first."

"Go."

The old Taoist waved his hand and the door closed quietly.

There are bursts of bell sounds in the mountains, and the Taoists are peaceful and calm.

(End of this chapter)