Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 275
Take a bath and burn incense for the last time, change into a robe, put on white socks and ten-square shoes, and leave the monastery to wait for the introduction teacher.

The temples in the Chaotian Temple are connected, and the statues of the ancestors of each sect are listed. The introduction teacher led them to worship the heaven and the earth at the Chaotian Temple, and then entered the Patriarch Hall to worship the Patriarchs of the Three Religions. The Taoist veins that you want to worship will offer incense and blessings for six hours.

"The Spring and Autumn Palace is here. All the ancestors of humanity are here, and they all follow me. Those who wish to leave incense and wish, and wait for someone to call tomorrow morning, and then come out to participate in the crowning ceremony."

In the Spring and Autumn Hall, incense is curling up, and the statues are solemn and solemn. The first three are the founders of Kendo, Martial Arts, and Confucianism, and the ancestors of each branch are listed on both sides.

Taoist Qianhe led them to bow three times in four directions, "Who would like to stay?"

Yan Heng Li Long stood up, kowtowed to the statue of the Martial Ancestor, offered three sticks of incense, then kowtowed and offered incense to the ancestors of each line of martial arts in turn, and finally knelt down on the futon in the center of the hall.

"Who else would like to stay?" Taoist Qianhe asked again.

Xie Baiyao came out hesitantly, and paid homage to all the ancestors.

Tai Shuyang also took a step forward, his body was slightly stiff, causing everyone to look at him several times.

With a sullen face, he offered incense to the ancestor of swordsmanship, Zhan Changfeng also looked at the ancestors of swordsmanship, lowered his eyes, and did not look casually.

"Would you like to practice swordsmanship?"

Zhan Changfeng raised his head, Yan Heng. Li Long was still kneeling on the futon, Tai Shuyang had already walked to the side, worshiping the ancestors of the branch of the sword, the introduction teacher and the attendant Xiaodao stood aside and recited scriptures, Zhen Su .Ewha hangs her head and waits quietly.

She looked at the Patriarch of Sword Dao, and learned from the scriptures praising him that his title is Taixuan Qingjing Changde Shangzun, and his Taoist name is Ling Xiaozi.

"I don't want to."

Suddenly there was a gust of wind swirling away, and when I looked at the image again, it was the same as before, and there was no difference, as if the Baoguang I saw just now was an illusion.

Over there, Tai Shuyang knelt in front of a dharma statue, which was the Zhetian Sword Zun's dharma statue that had a long history with Xiaolijie.

It is said that Zhetian Jianzun is the third-generation grandson of Ling Xiaozi's first apprentice, Wuwei Jianzun. He has a Taoist Dharma vein, named Bawang Jianmai.

"Let's go." Seeing that no one was left behind, Taoist Qianhe led Zhan Changfeng, Lihua, and Zhensu to the next hall.

"Stop~ The Penglai Hall is here, the ancestors of the immortals are here, follow me into the hall, those who wish to leave incense and wish."

The first three Dharma statues on this hall are the founders of Taishang Dao, Xiaoyao Dao and Qingjing Dao, and the two rows are the ancestors of each branch.

Zhensu and Lihua stayed, Zhensu worshiped Qingjing Dao, and Lihua worshiped Taishang Dao.

All the patriarchs in Chaotian Temple are said to be complete, and they are not complete. Basically, the ancestors of all sects and sects who set up stone tablets and transmission channels in Yunshuitai are here. Ancestor, naturally there is no Dharma image.

In addition, Yaozu, Guidao, and Shendao, although they meant to set up a hall, the inside was empty.

Needless to say, the Yaozu, the establishment of a temple for it is entirely to unite the demon cultivators.

The law of ghosts here is not obvious, and they don't know who the ancestors of ghosts are.

Not to mention the Shinto, most of the Shinto monks got the chance at Dianjiangtai, followed the path of famous generals, overlords, and emperors. In Xuantian, since the first and second emperors, no new God has appeared.

Moreover, the famous general, the overlord, and the emperor are suspected of standing. At present, the Xiaoli world does not belong to any overlord, which seems impossible.

Daoist Qianhe glanced at Zhan Changfeng from the corner of his eye. He heard that this inspector has a connection with Buddhism and Taoism. He does not worship humanity or immortality. Could it be that he is going to worship Buddhism?

Of course Taoist Qianhe knew Zhan Changfeng, the zero point of Jiangtai Xin, the honorary inspector who had just entered, and the foundation building who had not yet been crowned.

"let's go."

Turning around the long corridor, "The Universal Hall is here. Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and Venerables are all here. Those who wish to offer incense and wishes!"

Zhan Changfeng just gave a salute just like the previous two halls.

Taoist Qianhe asked, "Don't you have any Dao veins to worship?"

"Not yet, take me to the Temple of Heaven."

It is true that some people can't decide which path to worship, so they simply worship the Second Master of Heaven and Earth.It's just that there are not many such monks. Think about it, the ancestors are real, and the heaven and the earth never show them. It's clear at a glance which one has a greater chance of worshiping.

"Also." Taoist Qianhe let her go and took her to Chaotian Temple.

In the hymn of Taoist Qianhe and Taoists, Zhan Changfeng bowed three times in all directions and offered incense into the cauldron.

"At tomorrow's hour, someone will come to call, and let's pray here in peace."

Then they left.

The Temple of Chaotian is at the highest point of the mountain, higher than the temple of Chaotian. Standing on it, the heavens and the land will become more and more vast.

Zhan Changfeng sits cross-legged on the futon, guards the altar, appreciates the great virtues of the heaven and the earth, and realizes the wonder of nature.

The sky is gradually getting dark, and the stars in the night sky are shining, and the traces of stargazing are very mysterious.

Zhan Changfeng was wandering in the sky and the earth suddenly, when he heard the turmoil in Chaotian Temple, it turned people on their backs.

Listening carefully, it turned out that an old donkey broke into the Penglai Hall.

The old donkey wanted to get close to the demon, but was caught by the monk who came and drove it away.

Wuna the old donkey said, "Pear flower, I have been under your tree for 20 years, from a donkey to an old donkey, you used your leaves to hold dew for me to drink, and you used your flowers and leaves to make me drink. I wrapped my belly, you raised me, and I relieved you of boredom. Three years ago, you transformed into a shape, or I carried you around on your back. Now you think I am old, so you have to find the Shilaozi fairy way by yourself, no matter what. Me?"

The donkey actually spoke? !
Those monks who wanted to do something were shocked, and they looked at each other in blank dismay and did not dare to act recklessly.

Looking at the demon cultivator again, sitting in meditation with his back to the old donkey, he felt a little helpless when he heard the voice, "Donkey man, as a tree, I have grown for thousands of years, as a demon, I have lived for three years, and I have seen thousands of pieces of parting , the changes experienced are more real than any history book.”

"From an unintentional tree, I am filled with sorrows and joys in the world, and I have rounded the sorrows and joys into cinnabar in my heart. Now there is nothing that can shake me. Between you and me, I am just a passerby, because The journey is lonely, and we have a companion for a long time, and we will eventually go to our own directions.”

The old donkey said, "If I am beaten to death by these people now, won't you turn back?"

"I will save you out of my own heart, but I will not stay because of you."

"Even if you were killed?"

"Even I was beaten to death."

The old donkey laughed loudly, the laughter was so unpleasant that people covered their ears, but at this moment, it turned into a venerable man wearing a lotus crown, wearing a crane cloak, and said, "Would you like to enter?" Am I going too far in Xuan Qing Dao?"

The demon cultivator looked as usual, and the old donkey transformed into a fairy, and even inviting her to enter the Tao could not disturb her in the slightest.

She stood up and gave a salute, "The disciple is willing."

"From now on, your dao name will be Xuan Si, follow me." The immortal revered with a wave of his sleeve robe, calling for auspicious clouds, and drifted away with the demon cultivator who had won the title.

The people who saw all this fell into a dream, unable to tell the truth from the false, they stared at the vacant futon, confirmed each other again and again, and then ran away screaming, a demon was taken by the immortal to cultivate immortality!

When Zhan Changfeng withdrew his ear strength, he heard Tai Shuyang, who looked like an old man, holding the statue of Zhetian Sword Master in the Spring and Autumn Palace and crying bitterly, "I will never practice swords again, I will not practice swords anymore, even people will protect you!" What's the use of a sword that doesn't work!"

This is also a man with a story.

She sighed and said, the road is so beautiful, all kinds of encounters are in it.

(End of this chapter)