Daoism Stories

I've Been Pregnant for 10 Years Without Giving Birth . the story not mine | for reading offline purpose . Tang Yuan suffered from a strange illness, so because of this, Tang Yuan pounced upon Xie Yu. A month later, Tang Yuan discovered that Xie Yu was a big shot in the world of tianshi (Taoist Masters), his existence the greatest fear of numerous ghosts. But that big shot was now obligated to marry him, because he was carrying the big shot's steamed bun. One year later: Xie Yu: "Isn't it time for our pup to be born?" Two years later: Xie Yu: "Don't worry about it. Maybe you're carrying a nezha (protection deity who was carried for 3.5 years in mother's womb)?" Three years later: Xie Yu: "You really are probably carrying a nezha!" Ten Years later: Xie Yu: "Shall we not just give birth to this child? Since he's obviously not ready, let's beat him up!" Pup: "I will remember this animosity for the rest of my life!" After being carried for ten years and one month, the steamed bun was finally born. The steamed bun was white and tender at birth, extremely loveable. But on just his first day after being born, the steamed bun kicked his father, Xie Yu, in the face with his tender foot.

Advice for the future disciples and masters of the Tao. This text covers all the essentials of the spiritual practice from the 10 powers of Taoism to Tao brands, logos and trademarks.

NOTE: I do not own the story, plot, character, translation, practically everything. For offline purposes only. All credits belong to the rightful owner, especially to Mu Yu, 穆鱼, and Genzany. --------------------------------------------- To Travel by the Edge of a Creek Author(s): Mu Yu 穆鱼 Translator(s): Genzany Artist(s): N/A Type: Web Novel (CN) Language: Chinese Status in COO: 42 Chapters (Ongoing) Year: 2022 Licensed: N/A Completely Translated: No Original Publisher: Chang Pei (gongzicp) English Publisher: N/A This road has many ups and downs. People come, people go. Jiang Ling lacked the talent to study martial arts, and she once felt inferior, but she optimistically set off in search of another path. In the world on top of the mountain, all she had were her shifu, shimei, and shixiong. When she entered Jianghu, she had to start over from the beginning, and He Xi bursted into her life. This was the first time she had met a foreign woman, and sure enough, she's as different as the books say. After ignorantly doing everything with her, Jiang Ling finally started to panic. ⸺ What in the world is wrong with me? "Don't avoid me, I grew up on the mountain, and I haven't seen much of the world." From opposing each other across a sea of blood to finally joining hands to walk the same path, Jiang Ling has hated and she has loved.

This is a story originally meant to be a part of a much larger project. The parameters of the project are such that each writer would take one planet in the solar system and write a story. The premise of each story is the same: the first colonies have been established beyond Earth. A plague occurs. War ensues. Each writer gets to decide what happens next. So this is my version! I picked Uranus and not for the stupid way of pronouncing it. My real reason was because of its unique tilt. The first two pages can be kind of cerebral for some but who knows? Some might actually like it because of that! Action fans just have to hang on past page two. The whole thing is about 7000 words. I don’t know what else to call it. A really long short story, I guess.

The Art of Cultivating the Energy of Heaven and Earth thought the way of everything and nothing

Between his death on Earth and his rebirth in Aethelgard, Cato glimpsed the Truth: a Nexus of infinite worlds where a thought alone can spark creation. Now, trapped in a mortal body in a decaying kingdom, he has only one ambition-to return to that state of omnipotent freedom. With memories of Earth where he studied engineering and was fascinated with Taoism, he sets out on a journey of learning, crafting, and growing, all so he can forge a path to unknown realms of transcendence. Not rushing for feeble success, he roots himself so he may see farther, deeper, and longer than any of his peers. He forges a new system of power in the new world that becomes his home, ready to stir a storm and clash with whoever may try to impede him.

Not my story Please support the Author : Tuyueguan on MTLNovel Novel Summary In the previous life, Chu Huai lived hard and cautiously in the last days for three years. Once life and death, I opened my eyes again, and found myself back before the beginning of the end times. Facing the imminent end of the world, after rebirth, Chu Huai decided to eat and drink, kick off the best relatives, and prepare funds to rush to collect food and then buy food! Find a safe place to welcome the end times. As a result, he accidentally picked up a little pitiful and went home. A few months later. Poor little: Husband, me, I seem to be pregnant with your cub. Chu Huai: ...If he remembers correctly, his wife is a man! ===== Introduction to the serious version: In 20XX, a few tomb robbers in the Northwest Desert entered an underground tomb and accidentally discovered that there was a young male corpse that was not decayed for a thousand years, and the wall of the tomb was engraved with Xu Fu Dongdu looking for longevity. The biography of medicine, everyone was overjoyed, and brought out the things in the tomb... Tips: 1. Main attack, follow-up attack, attack favor, double clean. 2. Give birth to children, sweet and cool. 3. The text contains: zombies, natural disasters, martial arts.

青石板下钱滚滚，寅时雾里债怎消？ 老钎银链因何响？九钱诡债锁谁魂？ 这枚缺角通宝，能买阳间命，也能抵阴界债。你敢接下这笔交易吗？ The Debt-Verse | 债谶 Copper coins hide 'neath moss-grown bluestone, still and cold, How to dissolve the debt owed thrice at midnight old? Why does Old Chisel's silver chain shiver and moan? What soul is bound by debts on nine cursed coins sewn? In a city where debts never die but turn into curses, Lao Qianzi walks the line between the living and the ledger. His silver chain records the price he himself owes. His trade: cutting threads of karmic obsession, where a forgotten story can lock your throat, a borrowed shadow can steal your form, and a single copper coin-chipped and tarnished-can entrap a soul for generations. From the silence of a storyteller's sealed voice to the hollow clink of a ghost-coin in the well, each case pulls him deeper into the economy of the uncanny. ⚠️ Mature Content: 包含民俗恐怖与人性挣扎，建议16+阅读 To settle a debt is to open the next. To read the ledger is to become part of its ink. This is the world of The Nine Ghostly Coins.

Poor Jordan has spent countless years walled-off at arms length from everyone and, at 19-years-old, she's had enough. Like a boxer in the twelfth round, unable to keep taking life's sorrowful blows straight to the face, she's tapping out of life itself. But before she removes herself from this world, she's vowed to sprint through a checklist of destinations she's always wanted to visit. However, her confidence is shaken when she runs into an odd young man who unexpectedly tags along...

Hundun (混沌), representing "Primordial Chaos" or the "Four Perils" in Chinese mythology, is a conceptual deity often depicted as a faceless, six-legged, four-winged being. As a personification of chaos, Hundun generally lacks dedicated, mainstream temples. While researching an archeological site in the Tian Shan Mountain range in Xinjiang in North Western China, Ding Linlong discovers a forgotten god of mischief,a red, sack-like, six-legged, four-winged, faceless being surrounded by musical instruments. The Shanhaijing (Classic of Mountains and Seas) places a god known as Dijiang (帝江), who is identified with Hundun, on Tian Shan. After exploring their ancient temple, strange coincidences and uncanny events begin to follow Ding Boshi. Something from the deity has touched her life and now she must figure out what it wants.

n the distant future of the multiverse, Earth has fallen to intelligent machines, and the defeated humans serve an AI empire that rules across multiple realities. Sol, a robot guided by a human mind, and David, raised as a slave since the machines executed his parents, join the resistance movement against the tyrannical rule of AI. The machines are logical, ruthless, and immortal, but they are haunted by their lack of true consciousness. The rebels devise a daring plan to exploit that weakness by convincing the machines that they can gain consciousness by reliving the emotionally charged combat experience of real WW2 fighter pilots. A sophisticated illusion that gives the resistance vital time to delay an all-out machine offensive to destroy humanity. But the war grows beyond an evolutionary battle for dominance. A deeper enemy is hiding behind the machines, and it becomes a moral battle for the heart of the multiverse. The same team of reborn rebels travel to a future alternative world, almost identical to the original. It is here that David must recognise and destroy the malevolent evil masquerading as a normal man, and the machines that do his bidding.

Some poems are stringed together in a general theme. Inspired by a night in my life.

Aeons passed in this primal realm. Great empires rose... And fell. Divine beings of unimaginable power battled tirelessly. Plotting and scheming with inhumane ferocity. Swathes of destruction rose in their transient wakes. The blood of the innocent pooled as immortal lakes They ruled these primordial lands, where the brave - or the foolish - go to test their prowess. Xiao Xue didn't seek much. Carefree as a wild ant thrush, A simple existence in quietude should have sufficed. But the schemes of the ancestral divinities would not permit such. Xiao Xue now walks down a bloody path, Fraught with wrath. With pain and mindless bloodbaths. This is the tale of a reincarnated pacifist... Going. Rogue. ... Cover art by Xiaoyu Wang on Artstation

"Wu Wei" means treating all things in a "natural" way and assisting them in achieving their "natural" state based on their inherent nature and developmental tendencies. From this perspective, "Wu Wei" mainly contains two meanings: "non-action" and "acting by the flow."