From the headmaster of Quanzhen, he began to traverse the heavens

Chapter 52

Seeing that everything in the barren valley is in good order, Lin Qingxuan is also relieved. In the past few days, he has eaten seven or eight snake gallbladders again.

But I remembered that I was a Taoist of the Quanzhen Sect after all, and all my skills were obtained from Quanzhen martial arts. I even thought that I was the successor of Wang Chongyang's ancestor under the persuasion of Zhou Botong's elder brother. Don't give Quanzhen an explanation.

Although Taoism is not the Buddhist theory of cause and effect in everything, Lin Qingxuan also understands the principle that "Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things".

If I hadn't acquired the authentic martial arts of Xuanmen from Ma Yu and others, I would not have been able to learn the secret book of the stone chamber given by Li Mochou later, the essence of the Nine Yin Sutra in the ancient tomb, and the black iron swordsmanship. Acting mirrors can never be practiced at this level, and now this achievement has been achieved.

Therefore, before repaying the kindness of Quanzhen Sect and completing the mission of Chongyang's succession, he must not dive into the deep mountains and old forests without asking about world affairs.

Fortunately, Shendiao was full of spirituality and learned how to raise Bodhisattva snakes. Lin Qingxuan thought that he would first let Shendiao raise the Bodhisattva snake by himself. Anyway, the medicinal herbs and livestock in the valley were enough for three or four months.

When I parted with Lv Zhitang last year, I said that I was going to the Zixiao Palace in Wudang Mountain to pack up my belongings in advance and greet the spectator, but then I disappeared.

Lin Qingxuan felt that he had to be a deacon for a year and a half in the Zixiao Palace in Wudang. Lu Zhitang was a disciple of the head teacher and a disciple who was taught the secret medicine of Quanzhen, so naturally he could not be in Wudang. The leader of the mountain will either lead a line in various state capitals in the future, or he will return to Chongyang Palace to guard the ancestral court.

Once I was alone as the master of the palace, I could come and go at will, and I would be able to take care of the sword mound and the barren valley.

Leading the divine eagle to do another round of things, Lin Qingxuan saw that the divine eagle could be fluently completed, and finally said goodbye with confidence and left.

After leaving the barren valley, Lin Qingxuan was reluctant to throw away the worn-out clothes on his body. This was the clothes of a Taoist boy many years ago. When he went down the mountain, he took it down as a change of clothes. When he was in Yanjing, it was a little small. After a few months, when Lin Qingxuan was still growing, the clothes were tattered and it was no longer what he looked like.

However, Lin Qingxuan thought of responding to Lu Zhitang's rhetoric that he was lost in the mountains and forests and escaped after being trapped for several months. This outfit was perfect.

It's just that Lin Qingxuan didn't see the thinness trapped in the mountains and forests, but his face was sallow, and he had been tanned by the sun for several months, and he seemed to be fooled. .

One night later, Lin Qingxuan stood at the foot of Wudang Mountain. The Jiuzhen Sword on his waist has always been said to be a protective sword that he bought for the special trip down the mountain. The blacksmith shop in Jiangkou made a hollow pole and sealed the black iron epee inside.

Carrying an iron pole on his back and carrying wild game at each end, Lin Qingxuan kept going up Wudang Mountain all the way.

At this time, it was midsummer. The branches and leaves on Wudang Mountain were luxuriant, and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. I met a few pilgrims who were traveling in the mountains and water, asked questions, and then went to the Zixiao Palace on the mountain.

It took half an hour to turn from a mountain peak, and walking on the smooth and greasy mountain road shrouded in light clouds and mist, I saw a tattered palace in front of it.

The Zixiao Palace in Wudang Mountain was built during the period of Emperor Huizong of the Northern Song Dynasty. It was also a rare Taoist palace in the world at that time. However, with the demise of the Northern Song Dynasty, the scenery of Taoism in the world disappeared, and this Wudang Zixiao Palace also fell into ruin.

When Lin Qingxuan approached, he could see that several Taoist priests in gray robes were using brooms and shovels to clean the weeds in front of the palace gate and on the roof ridge. Seeing Lin Qingxuan, an elderly Taoist who was sweeping the floor with a broom stepped forward and said: "Blessed immeasurable Tianzun, hello brother."

Lin Qingxuan hurriedly returned the salute, and the old Taoist asked, "Dare to ask where does brother come from?"

"Pin Dao was sent by Zhongnan Mountain Chongyang Palace to live there. I don't know your brother's Dao name?"

"It turned out to be the senior brother of the upper court, the poor Taoist Jingci Daoist, dare to ask the senior brother's name?"

"Pindao Qingxuan."

Lin Qingxuan smiled slightly and asked, "Is Palace Master Lu here?"

The old Taoist cupped his hands and said: "Unfortunately, the palace master went down the mountain, saying that he was going to the city to make peace and prepare some money for the rebuilding of the Zixiao Palace. It has been five days."

Lin Qingxuan took out the somewhat wrinkled letter from his arms and handed it to the old Taoist. After reading it, he returned it with both hands respectfully, and said, "The palace lord also said that there was a Taoist priest Lin Qingxuan accompanying him, but he left. When he arrived in Shangnan County, he said it was a step ahead, but he disappeared. He also worried for a long time. He went down the mountain to look for it several times in the past few months. I must be very happy to be back.”

Lin Qingxuan smiled and nodded, and Taoist Jingci called all the Taoists who cleaned them down to greet Lin Qingxuan, and introduced the situation of Zixiao Palace.

It turned out that the Zixiao Palace was originally a true one, and later the Taoists who lost the imperial court were scattered everywhere. Now the Quanzhen Sect is flourishing, and the Zixiao Palace is also under the control of the Quanzhen Sect. The 8 Taoists in the whole palace are also Quanzhen. Taoist priests dress in style, do not repair talismans, chant scriptures every day, guide and meditate, and practice both life and life.

Lu Zhitang came to the Zixiao Palace a few years ago. After inquiring, he learned that Lin Qingxuan had never been there, so he guessed that he had suffered misfortune.

In the blink of an eye, the money and food on the mountain ran out in a few months, and the palace was in disrepair for a long time.

The Wulin Sect sent Qian Luzi to do business by himself and to collect protection fees. Quanzhen Sect is a Taoist sect. In addition to these methods, there are also a wide range of disciples to enjoy the worship of the disciples, and the worship of pilgrims and believers.

Zixiao Palace has long since lost its reputation, and naturally there are not many pilgrims and believers now, but Lu Zhitang has martial arts and medical skills, and he is a serious Taoist who can hold pujas to escape, so it is no problem to earn some money.

However, the cost of repairing the Zixiao Palace is not trivial. Lu Zhitang is a daily superintendent and accepts disciples. I am afraid it will take ten or eight years to save, but he is a true disciple of the Quanzhen Sect. The tasks of the Quanzhen religious market and the martial arts market, so it is normal to be diligent.

When Lin Qingxuan first arrived, even though he was a Taoist deacon, he didn’t show off. He greeted the Taoists politely. The older ones called them senior brothers, and the younger ones called junior brothers. After talking for a while, the Taoists also relaxed when they saw Lin Qingxuan’s personality. Now, much lighter.

Taoist Jingci was the head of Taoist Zixiao Palace. He instructed the other juniors to continue their work, and personally led Lin Qingxuan into the palace to inspect the halls.

Although the Zixiao Palace was in ruins, the foundation was still there. There were only slight rain leaks in each hall, and the structure was complete.

After turning around, Daoist Jingci pointed to the cloud room in the back hall and said, "The host of the palace lives there, we all live in the wing room on the west side of the front hall, and the wing room on the east side is for pilgrims, and there is no room on the east side. Clean up, Daoist, you should live in the back room of the Turtle and Snake Hall, where the back hall is near, and the front hall is not far away, it is clean and easy to walk."

Seeing that Daoist Jingci was well-rounded and well-mannered, Lin Qingxuan smiled slightly and said, "Senior Brother Jingci has arranged in an orderly manner, the palace master is afraid that he will rely on you for half a year, and the poor Daoist is also a newcomer. However, I also need to learn more from my senior brother about the mundane affairs of managing the monastery, and I also ask senior brother Jingci to take care of me more in the future."

Daoist Jingci didn't dare to shout, Lin Qingxuan thought about taking out more than three taels of scattered silver from his arms and handed it to Jingci, saying: "You let the two young Taoists go down the mountain to buy some melons, fruits and vegetables, meat and rice noodles, Isn't the palace about to run out of food? Let's settle for it first, and I'll treat everyone to a decent meal later."

Taoist Jingci smiled and said, "The Taoist priest is merciful, I'll do it now." After speaking, he turned and left.

(End of this chapter)