Chapter 98: Ziyā Descends the Mountain

  The Shang Dynasty's world was gradually becoming chaotic, and the heavenly mechanism was also slowly dispersing. It was difficult to fathom, even for a sage, to clearly see what was to come. Everyone knew that the calamity had already arrived. The Original Heavenly Venerable ascended to the throne in the Jade Void Palace on an eight-treasured cloud light bed and ordered the child attendant to summon Jiang Ziya.

  Jiang Ziya had been cultivating in Kunlun Mountain for 40 years, but unfortunately, his wisdom was limited and he hadn't achieved immortality. Now with a head full of white hair, he looked very old. Suddenly, he heard the teacher calling him to come over, so he hurriedly arrived at the Jade Void Palace and knelt down in front of the Original Heavenly Lord.

  "Zi Ya, you have been in Kunlun Mountain for 40 years now. Alas, your fortune is shallow and thin, with no affinity for the great Tao. I think it's time to send you down the mountain. What do you think?" Jiang Zi Ya was stunned upon hearing this, wondering if his teacher didn't want him anymore.

  "The master is above, the disciple wholeheartedly seeks the Tao, without any second thoughts. I also hope that the master will take pity on the disciple's sincerity and let him stay in the mountain to serve you morning and night."

  "Enough said, the fate is already set. You are not destined to be with Qing Fu, but you have a share with Hong Fu. It's not right for you to waste your time on this Kunlun Mountain. I'm sending you down the mountain, not expelling you from my tutelage, but because the heavenly killing aura has begun, and you are the one who should bear it. After completing your destined fate, you can naturally return to Kunlun Mountain. No need to say more, hurry up and go down the mountain."

  Jiang Ziya had no choice but to pack up his bags and bid farewell to his teacher, leaving behind a few words of instruction before descending the mountain.

  Jiang Ziya himself didn't know that as soon as he left, the entire heavenly mechanism became even more disordered. The river of fate seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog, and even the saints were hazy and unclear. The threads of cause and effect manipulated by the guide's hands also became somewhat scattered and difficult to gather. It seems that a fierce and brutal battle is imminent.

  Jiang Ziya bid farewell to his hometown for forty years, and his relatives and friends were nowhere to be found. Jiang Ziya, a 72-year-old old man, how could he survive? Jiang Ziya had no choice but to find his sworn brother Song Yiren, who came from the Song family village. Song Yiren warmly entertained him and stayed with him for several days.

  Song Yiren found another wife for Jiang Ziya, and Jiang's family was considered complete. The lady's name was Ma, with a strong temperament. Seeing that Jiang Ziya had nothing to do every day, just mixing and eating at Song Yiren's house until death, she was extremely annoyed, and asked Jiang Ziya to go out and do some business to support himself.

  Jiangziya spent 40 years studying Taoism and became somewhat foolish, not knowing any business skills, only knowing how to weave baskets. He sold them for half a month but didn't sell many, then went to buy noodles. Pitiful old man, in his 70s, shouting on the street, suffering is unbearable.

  On this day, he happened to be walking in front of the city gate when a war horse came galloping from afar with a messenger on its back. The horse and rider were speeding along like flying, and they happened to collide with Jiang Ziya's carrying pole, almost knocking the old man over. The war horse whizzed by, sending Jiang Ziya's white face flying far away.

  Jiang Ziya's hair was disheveled, and he was just about to gather up the scattered white flour when a strong gust of wind suddenly blew it all away. Infuriated, Jiang Ziya slammed his carrying pole to the ground and let out a long sigh. Just then, a crow happened to fly by, and a drop of bird droppings landed right in Jiang Ziya's mouth, leaving him crying with laughter at the absurdity of it all - who would have thought that even an animal would dare to bully him?

  Jiang Ziya arrived at the riverbank of Hucheng, rinsed his mouth with water to remove the bird droppings, and felt indignant in his heart. At this moment, he saw a man dressed in gray, holding a fishing rod and a carp, walking towards him from outside the city. Many people on the road bowed to greet him respectfully, addressing him as "Medicine God Doctor". The man smiled and returned their greetings. He was indeed the Medicine Master who had stayed in Chao Ge for a long time.

  The doctor had been practicing medicine for many years and had built up a great reputation, with everyone calling him the "divine doctor". The doctor himself seemed to have forgotten that he was once an executioner who had beheaded two corpses. Every day, he would eat and sleep like an ordinary person, treating patients who came to seek his medical expertise. In his free time, he would even go fishing outside the city, feeling carefree.

  It just so happened that today, the pharmacist saw Jiang Ziya and his heart was moved. This is the person who should be destined to meet him. Apart from being surprised by fate, there's nothing special about it. Although Jiang Ziya isn't a half-immortal now, he has lived in the sacred place for a long time and has gained some insight.

  Although it was impossible to see the depth of the person's cultivation, he felt that he was unfathomable, and even if he couldn't compare to his own teacher's profoundness, he was still as majestic as Mount Tai.

  The pharmacist smiled and came to Jiang Ziya's side "It doesn't matter if fellow Taoist comes to my humble medical hall for a chat."

  Jiangziya nodded in agreement, and the two of them walked to the south of Chao Ge City. The building was not large, with a sign that read "Ji Shi Medical Hall" hanging above the main entrance. There were no other decorations. After entering the gate, they saw that the courtyard was filled with all sorts of flowers and grasses, occupying nearly half of the yard. Among the flowers and grasses were many medicinal herbs, emitting a faint fragrance that made people feel refreshed and invigorated.

  The pharmacist asked Jiang Ziya to sit down first, and then he took the fish into the kitchen. He brought out the best tea leaves and poured a cup of tea for Jiang Ziya. Jiang Ziya nervously accepted the teacup, took a light sip, and felt a subtle fragrance spreading throughout his body, extremely comfortable.

  "May I ask where you have been cultivating your skills and why have you come to this Changge City?" Jiang Ziya asked, probing.

  "Hehe, I am a disciple of Mount Sumeru's Guide to Sagehood, and my name is Yaoshi."

  Jiang Ziya was shocked and lost his color, wasn't this the renowned Heavenly Emperor's Master? Jiang Ziya hastily stood up, wanting to pay his respects. After all, he was also a member of the human tribe and couldn't afford to be slow in showing respect to the Heavenly Emperor's Master.

  "Zi Ya Dao, you don't have to be so polite. You are a disciple of the Original Sage, and we are fellow practitioners of the same generation, no need for excessive courtesy."

  The pharmacist lifted up Jiang Ziya and the two sat down again. "Do you know about the great calamity of the gods?" the pharmacist asked with a smile.

  Jiang Ziya was clear about this, and the Original Heavenly Lord had also said that he was a person destined for calamity. However, although the Medicine Master's status was noble, he was also a disciple of the Western Buddhist sect, belonging to a different faction from himself, so it wasn't good to say everything.

  "I've just heard it vaguely."

  The pharmacist looked at Zi Ya with a faint smile, "Zi Ya is not quite honest, however, I still have something to say. The great calamity has begun for you, from countless immortals above to the common people below, all are within the scope of the calamity. You must grasp yourself well and try to reduce the slaughter as much as possible, lest it harm others and yourself in the end."

  Jiangziya listened to the doctor's words and thought of his teacher saying that he was a destined person, his heart constantly churning. "As Jiangziya is one of the common people, he naturally knows the hardships of the masses and will not act arbitrarily, please rest assured, Holy Master."

  The pharmacist nodded, waved his sleeve, and a gust of wind blew by. Jiang Ziya returned to the city gate again. Passersby seemed not to notice that someone had suddenly appeared here. Jiang Ziya knew this was due to the pharmacist's great magical powers. He returned home to Song Yiren.

  Song Yiren was indeed a good friend, and when he learned that Jiang Ziya knew some magical techniques, he also helped Jiang Ziya build a divination house in Chao Ge City, specializing in fortune-telling, from then on Jiang Ziya also had a stable job.

  Jiang Ziya possessed the true transmission of Yu Xu, even if he only knew a little bit about it, it would be enough to open the eyes of these ordinary people. Jiang's reputation for being straightforward and direct spread far and wide, and people from all over came to ask him about their future prospects and marriage. Even many officials in the capital city liked to come here to ask about their official careers.

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