Spiritual pet strange talk (13): chicken blood cactus: against the fate of the evil magic or the last salvation

The Taoist priest was silent for a moment, and his eyes looked through the shadow of the trees outside the window, as if recalling a past event. With a light sigh, he continued.

"The Dao of the Maoshan School has a long history and has been continuously passed down through the millennia. We pursue the Dao based on the five elements of yin and yang, dancing with nature and resonating with the universe. The evil arts over in the South Ocean, on the other hand, are based on going against the heavenly path and using power for personal gain. Although they have unique means and seem to get the benefit, they are self-deceiving, it is only a matter of time."

His tone reveals his adherence to the Maoshan School tradition and his criticism of the evil arts of the South Seas. He believes that there is no escape from fate and that acts against the way of heaven will eventually pay the price. He knows that the path of cultivation does not happen overnight, but that one must follow the laws of nature and merge with one's own spirituality in order to reach the true state.

The Taoist priest continued to explain: "As for the chicken blood immortal ball, although I can't exactly explain its principle, I believe it is the chicken's resentment and evil power attached to the immortal ball with strong yang energy and abundant spiritual power. Through the effect of gathering spirits to block the evil, it can intercept or trap the Yin officials and delay the time when the person who will die is hooked. However, such behavior is undoubtedly against the laws of fate, and will inevitably lead to heaven's wrath in the end."

His eyes were firm, as if he was reminding everyone to abide by the fate and not to take the evil path for the sake of momentary gain. He was well aware that the balance of nature was delicate and precise, and any interference could trigger a chain reaction with unpredictable consequences.

The Taoist priest raised his hand and removed the wide-brimmed Taoist hat from his forehead, displaying a polished forehead without any traces of props or charms. He said solemnly: "The practice of Daoism should be based on a clear mind and a clear heart, and the path of a vain mind. Spiritual enhancement does not lie in the use of evil arts, but in the process of enlightenment and cultivation. For those souls who are lost, we should guide them back to the right path with compassion."

His voice trailed off, as if he was recounting the ancient wisdom and the true meaning of Taoism. The Taoist priest continued: "On the path of cultivation, we seek harmony with nature in symbiosis and co-prosperity. As the spiritual pet of plants, the cactus has endless vitality and the energy of the sun. It is a vibrant, yang-filled being, capable of bringing positive energy and protective power."

His words reveal his praise and respect for the cactus as a gift of nature and a symbol of spirituality. Once again, he reminded everyone to be careful with the care of cacti. Do not allow it to be contaminated with blood or watered with liquids that contain negative emotions, but simply moisten it with water. Because the cactus ball itself is a being full of vitality and yang energy, if it is contaminated with grievances, its changes are unpredictable.

The Taoist priest gazed silently into the distance, as if recalling the story of a fairy ball. He said softly: "The cactus ball is a magical plant with spirituality and sensing ability. It can resonate with one's emotions and environment. Therefore, when you place a pot of cactus in your office, you may often talk to it and share your inner worries with it. Although it is silent, it will respond to your emotions in its own unique way, giving you solace and support."

The words of the Taoist priest gradually blend into the story, as if sharing with the reader a magical experience about the fairy ball. His tone is filled with deep emotion and reverence, triggering curiosity and longing for the fairy ball.

"Cactus, the name itself signifies magic and good fortune. It is a gift from nature, a symbol of sunshine and vitality. Although it sometimes carries thorns that make it uncomfortable, it is precisely because it has thorns that it appears more resilient and strong. Just as there are thorns in the beautiful flowers of the world, it does not prevent us from appreciating their beauty and wonder."

The Taoist priest's voice faded away, as if echoing in the air. His story made it seem as if the world of the body, too, had endless stories. The Taoist priest continued to tell the legend related to the immortal ball: "According to the legend, in the ancient times, a practitioner found an immortal ball, which emitted a radiant light and was full of vitality and power. The practitioner regarded it as a treasure, took care of it carefully, and established a deep connection with it."

This cactus ball not only accompanies the practitioners through the long years, but also shows its amazing magical ability. Whether it is a weary practitioner or people who are injured and in pain, they can all be healed and sheltered by the fairy ball's company. In its own unique way, it infuses life force into the body and mind of everyone who is in its company."

The Taoist priest's voice gradually became gentle and infectious, as if he was in the middle of a magical and ancient legend. He continued, "Once the practitioner met an elderly man who was terminally ill and about to die. With compassion, the practitioner passed on the vitality and magical power of the cenotaph to the old man. Just when everyone thought the old man was about to pass away, the magical power of the cenotaph kept the old man alive."

"The old man's son was so grateful that he regarded the cactus ball as his father's savior and treasured it all the time. However, he also knew that the power possessed by the cactus ball was great and fragile, and that it was not something that could be possessed for long on earth. In order to protect the power of the cenotaph, he eventually chose to burn it and return it to nature."

There was a hint of emotion and helplessness in the Daoist's voice, as if he was sighing at people's pursuit and abandonment of precious things. He continued, "I would like to remind everyone that they should not covet the magic of the cactus, but should cherish the gift of nature and maintain a harmonious coexistence with it. It is a gift of nature, a being that we should revere and protect."