Taoist chanting

On the first day of the first lunar month, the Tianla sacrificial ceremony went on for more than an hour, and the sky came to an end.

Zhang Guanzhu was wearing bright yellow cassock embroidered with gold silk and silver, a crown inlaid with gemstones on his head, and holding a gold silk dust whisk. He helped the elder brother Jia De'an, who was over eighty years old, with a stooped waist and gray hair, to walk out of the hall, followed by the head of the mountain and the third brother. Shang Zheng, followed by Yue Anyan, Zhao Zhuer, and finally Lu Zijin and the deacons.

More than [-] disciples on the left and right sides stood silently and bowed their hands respectfully.

The first three batches of official disciples originally had a total of 47 people. After so many years, some of them died in battles in border towns, some fell in accidents when they went out to explore, and some were kicked out of the mountain gate for misbehavior. Currently, there are 37 officially registered disciples. , except for the disciples who did not return to the mission and who were guarding the shops, all of them were present.

More than [-] apprentices from the fourth batch of Taoist temples are not qualified to participate in the grand ceremony, so Fang Mu can enjoy family happiness at home.

"Well, for more than twenty years, my Jia family has not even produced a single qualified apprentice. Is it because my Jia Dean has a bad character and hurt Yin De, or is the Jia family's bad luck?"

Walking on the empty bluestone square outside the new hall, Jia De'an looked lonely and sad, and muttered to himself in a low voice.

Even if he can't cultivate immortals, he has been reciting scriptures and practicing for many years, and his body knows it well, and he feels powerless.

Zhang Wenfeng patted senior brother's withered left hand covered with age spots, and comforted softly: "Cultivation is in the body, let nature take its course, senior brother, don't worry about the juniors, if possible, choose a young and strong Jia family who can endure hardships to come into the mountain gate to do some kitchen work , The outside chores in the dining hall are full of incense and fire."

Jia De'an nodded gratefully to the still young-looking Guanzhu: "Thank you, Guanzhu, for fulfillment!"

The disciples of the foreign affairs hall of Xianling Temple have a generous salary. It is said that a catty of Lingmi is distributed every year.

Guan thought of incense and love to take care of him, and he was relieved.

After the fast meal in the morning, and seeing off the two elder brothers, Zhang Wenfeng said hello to the head of the mountain, and walked quietly by the stream alone.

I heard that Uncle Lame's family rushed to Zhangjiazhuang before dawn to participate in this year's ancestor worship, and even Xiao Nier went to join in the fun.

Yang Shuilan, Lezi, and Xiao Ni'er are not Taoist priests. Whether they participate in the sacrificial rituals or not depends on their own wishes. For example, Lu Zijin is either a Taoist priest or a sect monk. In recent years, they have all participated in the New Year's ceremony.

After walking for a while, Zhang Wenfeng waved to the apprentice who was following him a hundred feet away when he came to the foot of Xianling Mountain.

Zhuang Yu trotted forward, with a shy smile on his face, cupped his hands and bowed in salute: "For disturbing the master's peace, I will pay my respects to the master on behalf of the senior sister. I wish the master a smooth road to immortality and all the best!"

"Okay, okay, get up, shall I give you two red envelopes or one? You kid is playing tricks again."

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and took out a red paper bag, and handed it to the apprentice who paid New Year's greetings.

Zhuang Yu pinched the red envelope containing a spirit stone, and said with a smile: "Master, you can reward me with the senior sister's share, and I can keep it."

"Can you still receive the red envelope? You think of good things."

Zhang Wenfeng walked up the mountain and saw Zhuang Yu following him all the way, he said with a smile, "It's New Year's Eve too, do you have something important to talk about on New Year's Eve?"

As soon as Zhuang Yu met Master's eyes, he hurriedly lowered his head, and seeing Master's sleeves fluttering forward, he hesitated and hurriedly followed, and said in a low voice, "Apprentice shouldn't be talking about things on this day, but here you go." The matter is so important that the disciples cannot and dare not delay any longer, so please punish the master!"

"Oh, what's the matter, let's hear it? Don't be punished every now and then."

Zhang Wenfeng didn't stop, he climbed up the steps, and said in his mouth as if joking.

Zhuang Yu was two steps behind, and said in a low voice: "The disciples of Xianling Temple, Zhuang Mi and Zhou Shun, took advantage of the convenience of being in charge of the Xianling Commercial Store in Fangshi, Nanjiang Prefecture, colluded with each other to make false accounts, and corrupted more than [-] spirit stones before and after. , how many spars, the evidence is conclusive, I implore the Lord to show me how to deal with it?"

He took out two booklets and held them to the temple master who stopped.

Zhang Wenfeng looked as usual, took the brochure, and continued

Walking up the mountain, he said, "You and Zhuang Mi are cousins ​​who haven't left the third server. He is so stupid that he did such a wrong thing. Didn't you notice it at all?"

Zhuang Yu didn't dare to hide anything anymore, the master knew about this in advance, and has been waiting for him to take the initiative to report, and said in a low voice: "I am ashamed, I used to be busy with wiring and overseas wars, and neglected internal supervision. Last autumn , I found out the problem and arranged for the inspection, the apprentice is not doing well, and I have failed the master's trust."

Zhang Wenfeng held up his palm to block it, and said, "Tell me how to deal with Zhuang Mi and Zhou Shun?"

Sweat dripped from Zhuang Yu's forehead, and he said dryly, "The amount of corruption between the two is huge. According to the law of the sect, the two people's corrupt income should be confiscated, and their cultivation should be abolished. .”

It is almost impossible for a prisoner who has lost his cultivation to get out of the prison alive.

Zhang Wenfeng stopped, looked at the pale-faced apprentice, and said: "If you find that the problem has been procrastinating and you have not reported it, you will disappoint me. Today is the first day of junior high school, and it is not too late. I will delegate this matter to you and the master." Handle it together with the Lvtang, you told Wei Jingjie that the internal trial of Xianling Temple will be concluded, and the result will be known to all members of Yuzong's sect, so that all disciples can take it as a warning, so you don't have to bother with the Daolu Branch of Zhoucheng."

Zhuang Yu was overjoyed, and quickly bowed to salute: "Thank you, Master, for your kindness!"

Abolishing cultivation, expulsion from the sect, and being able to survive with one life, becoming a rich man is already the best ending.

He understood that the master was looking at his merit and hard work, so he lenient the net.

His uncle's family had only one single seedling, and he couldn't bear to let the white-haired man give away the black-haired man, cutting off the incense offspring. He secretly rejoiced that he resisted the idea of ​​erasing the evidence for his cousin, and he was not confused. point.

Zhang Wenfeng shook his head and continued to walk up, and said: "They disappointed me so much, the future of the road, they lost to mere spirit stones, the sect has no shortage of their cultivation resources, I had originally planned to let him and Zhang Xuandong withdraw this year In the middle of this year, we will bring a group of disciples to practice in a secret realm, they are on the list, and the sect will not forget their contributions.”

There are many temptations on the road of practice, and he is very sad that the disciples he taught have gone astray.

Zhuang Yu bowed and saw him off on the bluestone steps of the mountain road.

Walking up to the top of the mountain, Zhang Wenfeng gazed into the distance, and he gave his apprentice a chance.

Fortunately, Zhuang Yu didn't let him down by being confused.

It's easy to talk about killing relatives in a righteous way, but when it comes to the real face, especially Zhuang Yu and Zhuang Mi's close relationship, it's hard not to help cover it up when they were young. With Zhuang Yu's intelligence, there are many ways to help relatives I don't help, and I pick myself out.

He took out the yellow talisman, read a few words silently, and raised his hand to send it out.
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