Orion went into the mountain to catch scorpions, pushed the old man down the mountain, and found Orion's body down the mountain the next day
In the far east, there is a rolling mountain range called Qingming Mountain. The mountains here are steep, the forests are verdant, there are often rare birds and beasts, and there are also many magical herbs. In the mountains lived a young hunter named Lin Feng, who was very skilled and courageous, and lived by hunting, and was quite famous among the mountain people.
On this day, Lin Feng heard that there was a scorpion called "Red Flame" in the mountains, which was extremely poisonous, but if he could catch one, he could exchange it for a rich bounty. Lin Feng was so moved that he decided to go into the mountains to try his skills. He packed up his hunting tools, put on his bow and arrows, and set out on his way to the Green Immortal Mountain.
Lin Feng searched in the mountains for a whole day, but he didn't even see the shadow of the Red Flame Scorpion. Just as he was about to give up, he suddenly heard a strange sound from the depths of the mountain forest. He followed the sound and saw a white-haired old man sitting on a boulder, holding a scorpion as red as fire in his hand, which was the legendary red flame scorpion.
Lin Feng was overjoyed in his heart, secretly thinking that this old man must know the habits of the Red Flame Scorpion, and if he could ask him for advice, he would definitely be able to get twice the result with half the effort. So he stepped forward, saluted the old man respectfully, and made his intentions clear.
The old man raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Feng, a hint of discoloration flashed in his eyes, and he said lightly: "Young man, the Red Flame Scorpion is a spiritual creature in the mountains, and it cannot be obtained unless you are destined. If you want to catch it, you have to have a fate. ”
When Lin Feng heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little unhappy in his heart. He believed that he was skilled in hunting, how could he believe the old man's nonsense. He secretly made up his mind that he was determined to grab the Red Flame Scorpion, so he pretended to talk to the old man, but in fact secretly observed the old man's movements.
At this moment, a gust of mountain wind blew, and the red flame scorpion in the old man's hand suddenly broke free from the restraints and flew towards the depths of the mountain forest. Seeing this, Lin Feng was in a hurry, and rushed forward, wanting to snatch the scorpion in the old man's hand. Unexpectedly, he used too much force and pushed the old man off the cliff.
Lin Feng stood still, watching the old man disappear into the clouds, and an inexplicable fear surged in his heart. He came back to his senses and hurriedly ran down the cliff to check, only to see that the old man had fallen into a human shape and had no breath.
Lin Feng was flustered in his heart, he knew that he had caused a catastrophe, but he didn't want to give up the opportunity to catch the Red Flame Scorpion. So, he hurriedly buried the old man's body and continued to go deep into the mountains and forests to search for the Red Flame Scorpion.
However, in the following days, Lin Feng seemed to be haunted by bad luck. Not only did he get lost in the mountains, but he also encountered a series of strange things. First he was besieged by a ferocious beast, and he managed to escape with great difficulty, and then found that his food and water sources had disappeared inexplicably.
An ominous premonition gradually rose in Lin Feng's heart, and he felt as if he was enveloped by a mysterious force and could not break free. He began to regret his impulsiveness and greed, but it had come to this, and he had to bite the bullet and move on.
Just when Lin Feng was about to despair, he finally found the traces of the Red Flame Scorpion in a hidden cave. He cautiously approached the scorpion, ready to capture it in one fell swoop. However, at this moment, a strange wave came from the depths of the cave, and Lin Feng only felt dizzy for a while, and then lost consciousness.
When he woke up, he found himself lying in a patch of grass at the foot of the mountain. He struggled to get up, only to find that his body was unusually heavy, as if he was being weighed down by some weight. He looked down and was immediately shocked - it turned out that his body was crawling with dense scorpions!
These scorpions are different from ordinary scorpions, they are as red as fire, and they are the legendary Red Flame Scorpions. They seemed to have been summoned by some kind of summons, and they came from all directions, surrounding Lin Fengtuan.
Lin Feng was terrified in his heart, and he tried to struggle to get up and run away, but those Red Flame Scorpions seemed to have spirituality, clinging to his body, making him unable to move. He felt a scorching breath coming from the scorpion, as if it was about to melt him.
At this moment, an old voice sounded in Lin Feng's ears: "Young man, do you know the cycle of cause and effect, and retribution is unpleasant? You have harmed people's lives because of greed, and now you have suffered this retribution, which is really a few days." ”
When Lin Feng heard this, his heart trembled, and he looked up, only to see that the old man who had been pushed off the cliff by him was standing not far away, looking at him coldly.
The old man slowly stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and those red flame scorpions fell off his body one after another and scattered in all directions. Lin Feng only felt a lightness on his body, and suddenly regained his mobility.
He knelt down in front of the old man and wept bitterly in repentance: "Senior, I was wrong! I should not harm people's lives because of greed, let alone covet the red flame scorpion. Please forgive me for my mistakes and give me a chance to mend my ways!"
The old man was silent for a moment, and then said slowly: "Young man, I heard your confession. But your mistakes are not easily remedy. However, if you still have remorse, I will give you a chance. You need to practice in the mountains for three years to make up for your mistakes. During these three years, you must practice diligently, and you must not go down the mountain, let alone harm the living beings in the mountain. After three years, if you truly repent, I have my own arrangements. ”
When Lin Feng heard this, although he was unwilling in his heart, he also knew that this was his only way out. He respectfully kowtowed to the old man three times, expressing his willingness to obey the old man's orders.
The old man nodded, turned around and turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared into the mountains and forests. Lin Feng followed the instructions of the old man, found a hidden cave in the mountain, and began his cultivation career.
In the past three years, Lin Feng has gotten up early every morning to cultivate, no matter the wind or rain, he has never stopped. He gradually comprehended the true meaning of Taoism, and his state of mind became more and more peaceful. He began to understand the principle of respecting nature and conforming to the way of heaven, and slowly let go of the greed and obsession in his heart.
As time passed, Lin Feng gradually discovered that the creatures in the mountains seemed to be accepting him. Those once ferocious beasts no longer looked at him, but often waited quietly by the side while he cultivated. And those spirit grass beasts that had originally avoided him gradually became willing to approach him, and even took the initiative to offer their own herbs and spirit fruits.
Lin Feng felt unprecedented tranquility and harmony, and he knew that this was the result of his sincere repentance and hard work. He strengthened his belief more and more, and was determined to bring this peace and harmony down the mountain and pass it on to more people.
Three years have passed in a flash, and Lin Feng has grown from an impulsive and greedy hunter to a profound cultivator. He stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the Qingying Mountain at his feet, and his heart was full of gratitude and awe.
At this moment, a green smoke appeared in front of him again, it was the old man. The old man looked at Lin Feng, his eyes were full of relief, and said, "Young man, you really lived up to my expectations of you. Now that your practice has been successful, it's time to go down the mountain. ”
When Lin Feng heard this, he was so excited that he burst into tears. He respectfully kowtowed to the old man three times, thanking him for his teaching and saving grace. The old man smiled and nodded, turned around and disappeared into the air as green smoke.
Lin Feng packed his bags, said goodbye to the creatures in the mountain, and embarked on the road down the mountain. He knows that he still has a long way to go, but he has already found the right direction, and he has also found inner peace and strength.
From then on, Lin Feng was no longer a simple hunter, he became a Taoist practitioner, using his wisdom and strength to protect the harmony and tranquility of the mountains and forests. His story has spread in the mountains and has become a legend in the hearts of generations after generations.
And that piece of Qingming Mountain, because of a guardian like Lin Feng, has become more mysterious and beautiful. Every time someone walks into this mountain forest, they can feel a breath of tranquility and harmony, as if nature is telling a story about karma and practicing enlightenment. On the way out of Qingming Mountain, Lin Feng's heart was full of emotion. He remembered his greed and impulsiveness, as well as the old man's stern teachings and the three years of cultivation. Today, he is no longer the hunter who only knows how to hunt, but a cultivator who knows how to respect nature and conform to the way of heaven.
After descending the mountain, Lin Feng returned to the village where he once lived. He found that the village still maintained its quaint appearance, and the people's lives were as peaceful and peaceful as ever. Lin Feng did not mention his experience in the past three years to the villagers, but silently used his actions to influence them.
He began to impart some Taoist health knowledge and skills in the village, helping the villagers to improve their lives and improve their physical fitness. He also often went into the mountains to collect herbs to treat the villagers. His good deeds gradually spread, winning the respect and love of the villagers.
However, Lin Feng was not complacent because of this. He knew that he still had a long way to go, and he still needed to continue to learn and comprehend. As a result, he often went into the mountains and forests alone, had close contact with nature, and felt the subtlety and harmony between heaven and earth.
During a practice in the mountains and forests, Lin Feng unexpectedly met a Taoist master with a high level of Taoism. This Taoist saw that Lin Feng already had a certain foundation in Taoism, so he took the initiative to take him as a disciple and teach him more advanced Taoism and cultivation experience.
With Lin Feng's efforts and the careful guidance of the Dao Chief, his Dao cultivation became more and more sophisticated. He not only mastered more Taoist secret techniques, but also comprehended many profound truths about heaven and earth, nature, and life.
Over time, Lin Feng's fame gradually spread throughout the region. He became a respected Taoist practitioner, and his story and teachings inspired more and more people to embark on the path of spiritual practice.
And that piece of Qingming Mountain, because of a guardian like Lin Feng, has become more mysterious and beautiful. Every time someone walks into this mountain forest, they can feel a breath of tranquility and harmony, as if nature is telling a story about karma and practicing enlightenment.
At the last moment of his life, Lin Feng sat quietly under an old tree in the village, looking at the Qingming Mountain in the distance, and his heart was full of tranquility and satisfaction. He knew that he had completed his own path of cultivation and had left behind a lot of valuable experience and teachings for future generations.
After Lin Feng passed away, the villagers buried him under the old tree in memory of him. Whenever the wind blows, the leaves rustle, as if telling the story of the forest wind, and also inspires more people to pursue inner peace and harmony.
And that piece of green mountain still stands quietly between heaven and earth, witnessing the flow of time and the cycle of life. It seems to tell an eternal truth: only by respecting nature and conforming to the way of heaven can we find true peace and harmony.