Master Puhong sighed and slowly recounted what had happened more than a decade ago.
It turned out that more than a decade ago, Puzhi had suddenly collapsed outside the temple, gravely injured. After someone rescued him, Puhong examined his meridians and realized that Puzhi had taken the Three-Day Death Pill and was already at death's door. He had exhausted all his strength trying to save him, but after expending countless reserves of true essence, he had only managed to bring Puzhi back to consciousness.
While Puzhi was awake, Puhong took the opportunity to ask him what had happened.
After waking, Puzhi had fallen silent for a long while. Then he had suddenly begun sobbing like a child, saying that he had committed an unforgivable sin.
It turned out that Master Puzhi had always believed that cultivators from both Tianyin Temple and Qingyun Sect, no matter how advanced their cultivation, could never attain immortality. At most, they could live a little longer.
So he had let his imagination run wild. If someone cultivated both Buddhism and Daoism, could they achieve immortality?
Once the idea entered his mind, Puzhi became almost obsessed with it. He went alone to Qingyun Mountain again and again, hoping to discuss the matter with its various leaders.
Unsurprisingly, every time he went to Qingyun Mountain to ask Qingyun Sect to cooperate, the Sect Master True Person and the other leaders turned him down.
That day, after Qingyun Mountain's Sect Master True Person rejected him once again, Puzhi passed through Cao Miao Village and encountered Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu. He rescued Zhang Xiaofan from Lin Jingyu, who was in a daze.
He had originally thought the weather looked bad and a heavy rain was coming, so he planned to spend the night in the ruined temple outside