I Borrowed a Dream from an Immortal and Asked About Immortality Alone in the Green Mountains

Xu Zhao spent twenty-four cents to buy back an old medicine pillow that had leaked. That night, he dreamed that he was standing in front of a water gate. The cold water was up to my ankles, and a wet rope was wrapped around my wrists. Someone knocked on the door three times and called out an unfamiliar name. After waking up, he still remembered the man's Qi movement while guarding the door. The young man from Baipingdu has just taken his first breath of green energy. From then on, during the day, I followed my teacher to read scriptures and collect medicines to nourish my body. At night, I occasionally fell into old dreams. I learned the methods used by my predecessors and experienced firsthand the wrong path they took. Some Dharma are still taught by people today. There are some things that the Bible says otherwise. He kept his gains in his heart and only tried them little by little when no one was around. Until the old ban on the bottom of the river was about to be broken, the door in the dream that no one was willing to open gave him a way to survive. There are fairy mountains beyond the mountains, and there are predecessors on the road. Xu Zhao took half a volume of scriptures and a pillow and went further. But deep in the old dream, the gatekeeper still had one sentence left to say.