chewing dragon

Chapter 206
Qi Jingzhi looked at the couplets in front of the door first, and then looked at the main entrance of Xuandu Temple.

This is a white stone archway with a hipped roof, lofty and majestic, with corners and cornices, decorated with glazed tiles, looking resplendent and dazzling.

In the middle of the square wall, there are three golden characters of "Xuandu Guan" written vertically, and on both sides there are two ornately decorated screen walls with embossed clouds and cranes.

Standing under the screen wall is a pair of jade cranes, both of which are carved from sapphire, with a green aura surrounding the whole body, and their eyeballs are made of rubies or the like, faintly emitting a red light.

Seeing these two jade cranes, Qi Jingzhi grinned, thinking that as expected, one generation of masters and one generation of cranes, his previous thoughts were not to deceive teachers and destroy ancestors, on the contrary, like a teacher, there must be a disciple.

He pursed his lips, but the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily, trying not to look at Feng Zixu, in case his emotions would be revealed, and it would be very bad for this narrow-minded master to notice.

As Feng Zixu and Qi Jingzhi approached, the Guanmen opened without wind.

The two masters and apprentices walked into it, facing the front hall of this temple, which is called Lingguan Hall.

When following Feng Zixu through the hall, Qi Jingzhi's eyes were attracted by the statues enshrined in the hall.

I saw this god with a red face and beard, wearing a golden armor and a red robe, with golden eyes on his forehead, three eyes glaring, holding a golden seal on the left, a golden whip on the right, and two wheels of wind and fire. He is extremely mighty and brave.

On the tablet in front of the statue is written the name of the god: "The innate head protects the road with a heart, the three-five train king, the king of heaven, and the mighty spirit manifests the god of heaven."

Seeing the admiration in the eyes of her disciples, Feng Zixu explained: "The so-called spiritual officials are the guardians of the Taoist sect who protect the mountains and protect the mountains. There are always five hundred of them."

"This one is the Great Spiritual Official of Dutian, ranking first among the five hundred spiritual officials. He is the God of Thunder, the God of Vulcan, and the God of Subduing Demons. He is in charge of the duties of scouting the world and collecting plagues and poisons. He is said to be able to see the world with three eyes. Things, a whip to wake up the world."

Qi Jingzhi nodded when he heard the words, but he remembered Sheng Qing who he had met at the birthday banquet of Jiao Po and Dragon Mother.

That green python with a gentle temperament was not even willing to be the mountain god of Daqi, but in order to repay the old kindness, he went to a small Taoist temple to become a Dharma protector.

The two masters and apprentices passed through the Lingguan Hall, and there was a more magnificent hall in front of them, with a supporting hall on the east and west sides.

"The Hall of Promise?"

This should be the main hall of Xuandu Temple, Qi Jingzhi read the name of the hall softly, and immediately thought of the field of Wuji in his mind.

He raised his eyes and looked in through the open temple door, but saw that the hall was quite empty, and there seemed to be no statues of gods enshrined.

The whole hall is simple and heavy, without any carvings, and there is not even a couplet on the pillars in front of the hall. When Qi Jingzhi saw it, he always felt that something was missing.

I only heard Feng Zixu say: "The Dao Wuji Hall is a place to pay respect to the Taoist ancestors. The realm of the Taoist ancestors cannot be speculated, let alone described, so there are no statues in the hall, and only the four words 'Yujing Yuanshi' are enshrined."

As a native of Qi, Qi Jingzhi heard most about the Three Emperors, Three Emperors, Three Sage Kings, and the Eight Lord Gods conferred by the Holy King of Wucheng, but he was not familiar with the Taoist gods.

He had never heard the words of the guardian spirit officer of Wubaizhen Mountain before, and he had never heard of this Dao Wuji Hall without a statue before him. stand alone.

He couldn't help being curious, and turned his head to look at the side hall on the east side, wanting to see which Taoist god he had never heard of was enshrined in it.

"That place is the Donghua Hall, where the emperor of Donghua Zifu and Yuanyang East Prince are enshrined. It is said that this innate god is the essence of Yuanyang, who holds Donghua to the true Qingyang Qi, and is Yanghe Lord of all the spirits of the East."

Feng Zixu didn't tire of taking the trouble, and explained to his disciples in detail: "Since this Yang Gong is an innate god born from essence and qi, naturally he shouldn't use clay sculptures and wood sculptures to desecrate the god's form, so there is no god statue in this temple either. , only enshrine the four characters 'Zifu Yuanyang'."

The master of the Xuandu temple paused for a moment, and then added in a nonchalant manner: "That's right...the Bihai Xianzong of Tiantai Mountain claims to be the orthodox lineage of this great god."

Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but nodded. When he heard "Donghua Zhizhen Qingyang Qi" just now, he thought of Tiantai Mountain's "Qinghua Jindan Essentials" and Qinghua Shaoyang Qi.

Feng Zixu looked to the west again, and continued: "The one on the west is the Xiling Temple, and inside it is the Great Sage of Xiling Yaochi and the Queen Mother of Taiyin West. According to legend, this god is the essence of Taiyin, who palms Xiling to the west. The Qi of Miaoshi Yin is the master of Yin spirits, ruling over all the saints in the west."

"This yin mother has quite a few gods that have been handed down in the world, but our Xuandu Temple treats them equally, and there is no god statue, only worshiping the four characters of 'Yaochi Taiyin'."

"The Taoist ancestor, the male yang and the female yin are all innate gods. They don't need ordinary incense. You just need to pay respects in your heart. You don't need to kneel down to pray or burn incense to sacrifice."

Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi can basically conclude that the practice of only erecting temples without setting up statues like the one in front of him, even if it is not unique to the Xuandu Guan lineage, it should be rare among the Taoist sects in the world.

"Is it really because of respect? Maybe it's because these idle cranes in Xianyu Mountain are used to being lazy..."

When the young man was slandering, Feng Zixu's eyes fell on Chang Dao Jian Sheng Shou.

Then I heard this Xuandu Guan thought something pointed out: "It is said that Yinmu once beheaded a candle dragon, suppressed its remnant spirit under the Zhongshan Mountain in Kunlun Ruins, and then named it the God of Zhongshan, and gave it the name Zhu Jiuyin, order him to hold the essence of Dinghuo in his mouth, and illuminate the dark and sunless country under the mountain."

Hearing these words, Qi Jingzhi's heart skipped a beat immediately, and he felt a little belated.

Previously, my master was afraid that Mr. Langya would do something to Ruomu Daoling, so he carefully inspected Jian Renshou. Although he didn't say much afterwards, he raised a candle once when he was teaching "Quegu Shiqi Chapter". Long, this is the second time at this moment, obviously he has seen through the origin of this long knife a long time ago.

"There is Ruomu in the east of the sky, and there is a dragon holding a candle under it. I will cut off the dragon's feet and chew the dragon's meat, so that it will never return to the court and never lie down at night..."

Qi Jingzhi recited it softly, and continued: "Mr. Langya once encouraged his disciples to hold this Ruomu sword, cut off the dragon's feet, chew the dragon's meat, go to the sea and the Mekong to restrain the eastward water, and approach the Yuquan to draw the west. The day of return..."

The young man's face was full of exclamation, his tone was also excited, and he said happily: "I didn't expect such a feat to be done already!"

Seeing this, Feng Zixu immediately sneered: "There is no reason for you to be so happy and admiring! Yinmu can kill Zhulong, but it doesn't mean that others can do it too, and it has nothing to do with you, little crane!"

Qi Jingzhi laughed when he heard this, but he didn't answer, didn't refute, and didn't speak wild words.

Next, Feng Zixu really didn't enter the Dao Wuji Hall, but walked around with his disciples.

There is another hall at the back of the hall, called the Patriarch Hall, which is much smaller than the main hall in front, a little less grand and solemn, and a little more elegant and leisurely. There are no supporting halls on both sides, but two pavilions, one is called Dongjian Pavilion, One is Xidi Tower.

Qi Jingzhi noticed that this ancestral hall was different from the first three halls in its simple style, and on the pillars in front of the gate appeared the most favorite couplets of the Xianyu Mountain sect, and the number of words was the most among the couplets he had ever seen.

"The sword leans on the blue sky and the flute leans on the building, the shadows of the clouds and the shadows of the cranes are long. It's like going to Yingzhou hand in hand, living in Yanfu, and karma in Yanfu."

"A section of red clouds and green trees is sad, and it will stop today, and it will stop in the past. When the sun goes west and the water flows east, what do you want for wealth and money?"

Qi Jingzhi read it again, but he still didn't have any deep feelings in his heart. He was only attracted by the first sentence, and he understood the origin of the names of Dongjiange and Xidilou.

His eyes turned around on the long sword with a jade handle and green sheath on Feng Zixu's waist, and then he looked at the East Jiange, and saw a couplet outside the pavilion.

The first couplet: "The white rainbow sits and flies, and the green snake roars in the box."

The second couplet: "The room is full of lightning, and the dragon walks around."

Seeing her disciples looking around and eyes flicking around, Feng Zixu couldn't help laughing and said: "As the name suggests, the Patriarch Hall is used to worship the Patriarch, but there are no statues, portraits, or tablets of the Lord in it. It takes sincerity."

"This apse is also the residence of the temple master, but the master doesn't like it very much, so he still lives in the Zixu Pavilion at the back."

After all, the master of Xuandu raised his finger and pointed to the East Sword Pavilion and said: "The sword light is secret from the box, the nature of the crane is as high as the clouds."

"This East Sword Pavilion is used for our sect's hidden sword, but it's a pity that you refuse to learn Honglu Dinghuo's sword intent, and you will have no chance with the divine sword in the pavilion."

Feng Zixu's tone sounded a bit sad, but his eyes were full of cunning, and there was a gloating smile at the corner of his mouth.

Hearing his master mentioning this matter again, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but feel a little nervous, but couldn't hold back his curiosity, and immediately asked, "Master, how many divine swords do we have in Xianyu Mountain?"

Hearing this, Feng Zixu didn't give a shit about it, and replied very simply: "The four swords of Baihong, Green Snake, Tingguang, and Panjiao mentioned in this couplet, now only the green sword in my master's hand is left. Snake!"

"The swords hidden in the cabinet, including the other three swords, have either been damaged or lost, or wandered outside, or have left the secular world completely with the sword master, and lived in the wild of Wuji for a long time. Most likely, they will never return."

"Living in the wild of Promise?" Qi Jingzhi couldn't help being stunned.

Although this sounds like going into the wild and not returning, it doesn't seem to be the same thing as Ding Lingwei's lost in the wild.

At the same time, this also evoked a question in Qi Jingzhi's heart.

So, he asked directly: "Master, this disciple is the first disciple of your sect, it's fine if you don't have any brothers of the same generation, but I see that the cave in the fairy feather Xuandu is empty, so it's possible that I don't even have a teacher. Don’t you have uncles and uncles?”

"Mr. Langya once said to his disciples about the Feng Clan of Xianyu Mountain that it was a continuation of the Lizheng Fengniao Clan in the ancient Heavenly Court. Why haven't you seen any members of the Feng Clan in the cave?"

Hearing her apprentice's question, the arc of Feng Zixu's mouth disappeared quietly, and said in a light tone: "There are some things that you should know before, so you just pretend that there are only two masters and apprentices in Xuanduguan's lineage now." yes!"

"When you are qualified to become the world walker of Xianyu Mountain, and even the young master of Xuandu Temple, the teacher will tell you everything."

"As for this East Sword Pavilion, if it is empty, it will be empty. In the future, both of us, master and apprentice, will search or refine it, and sooner or later we will be able to restore the grand occasion of the sword qi soaring to the sky."

It's rare to see his master like this, Qi Jingzhi naturally shut up, and turned to look at the Xidi Tower on the other side.

"Borrowing the alchemy furnace to cook the stone spring, the building will be close to the gods for a day."

"When you accidentally play the flute and go down the mountain, another 500 years will pass in the world."

Compared with the sword intent of the couplets of Dongjiange, the pair of Xidilou is obviously a little more immortal.

Feng Zixu took out the red lacquered and golden flute that had never left him, and waved it in front of Qi Jingzhi, with a smile on his face again: "Although there are no swords in the East Jiange, there are many flutes in the West Flute Tower. !"

As she said that, she turned around and walked towards the direction of the West Flute Tower: "Little He'er, follow up quickly, and I will take you to pick a flute for the teacher."

Qi Jingzhi immediately followed, but his face was full of confusion: "Master, do you still want to learn to play the flute after worshiping Xianyu Mountain?"

Speaking of it, although he got the charm of the two songs "Flying Dragon Calling the Rain" and "Wind in the Pines of Wanhe" by chance, and benefited a lot from it, but he didn't know the rhythm himself, and he wasn't very interested in it.

"That's natural! Xianyu Mountain Sect members not only learn to play the flute, but also learn to make the flute."

Feng Zixu nodded his head as a matter of course, and added at the end: "You can be content, anyway, learning the rhythm is an elegant thing. Going back thousands of years ago, the people of Xianyu Mountain had to learn to weave straw sandals!"

"Weaving sandals?"

Qi Jing was startled, but immediately realized that his master was talking about crane shoes, so he muttered in a low voice: "Actually, I would rather learn to weave straw sandals than to learn how to play the flute..."

Although his voice was low, but Xuandu Guanzhu is such an expert, there was an unkindness in the eyes of the phoenix, and the backhand hit Qi Jingzhi on the head with a flute.

"Ouch!"

The young man snorted in pain, then felt something was wrong, and asked suspiciously: "Master, what is your flute made of? Why does it feel light and light? It doesn't look like gold, iron and jade, but the texture is quite tight. In fact, it’s not quite like wood and bamboo.”

While speaking, the master and apprentice had already entered the Xidi Tower.

There is a row of shelves near the wall in the building, filled with flutes of different sizes and lengths, some of them have been painted with gold and colors like Feng Zixu's flute, and more of them lack the last process, and they are still the same. The color of the original material is maintained, and without exception, it is the bone white color that Qi Jingzhi is very familiar with.

Qi Jingzhi walked up to him, picked up a primary-colored flute and looked at it carefully. After confirming that it was correct, he couldn't help being surprised and said: "These flutes are all made of bones?"

As he spoke, he looked around and saw that there were all these white bone flutes on the shelves by the wall, but the degree of whiteness was quite different. For example, the one he held in his hand must have been made for a long time. , has already turned yellow and brown.

Feng Zixu nodded lightly: "These flutes are made from local materials, made from the wing bones of cranes that lived in the Crane Valley."

Next, the master of Xuandu didn't stop, and actually taught the method of making the crane-wing bone flute directly.

"When making the flute, first remove the skin and flesh from the crane's wing bone, then saw off the joints at both ends, smooth the upper and lower nozzles, and then remove the bone marrow inside to make the wing bone hollow."

"Then it needs to be carefully polished so that the openings at both ends of the crane's wing bone are oval, with the upper opening larger and the lower opening smaller."

"After that is drilling. Depending on the length of the wing bones, five to eight holes can be drilled. Among them, the seven-hole flute is the most common. This process requires the highest skill. The position and spacing of the holes It also has the greatest impact on the timbre..."

Qi Jingzhi became a little interested when he heard it, and felt that it was similar to skinning prey, and he had the illusion of going back to his old profession, and when he looked at his master, he was also inexplicably more kind .

Feng Zixu naturally discovered the change in her apprentice, but she couldn't think of the reason for a while, her eyes showed suspicion, and she continued to say: "Because a crane has two wings, it can usually be made into two bone flutes, which happens to be It's a pair of male and female flutes."

"The male flute is slightly thicker, and its pitch is slightly higher, while the female flute is slightly thinner, and its pitch is slightly lower, which is exactly in line with the yin-yang rhythm in the rhythm."

"Speaking of this yin-yang rhythm, there are twelve musical rhythms made by the ancient sages, also known as Liulu and Liulu. The odd numbers are yang and are called Liulu, and the even numbers are yin and are called Liulu."

"As the saying goes, the sky and the earth are mysterious and yellow, and the universe is prehistoric. The sun and the moon are in full bloom, and the days and nights are arranged. The cold comes and the summer goes, and the autumn harvests and winter hides. The leap is more than a year, and the law and the sun are adjusted..."

"Our Xianyu Mountain's method of regulating yang by lulu is the secret of the ancient Tianting Lizheng Fengniao clan. It can coordinate yin and yang, correct the calendar, measure solar terms, and cultivate all things."

"As for the specific method of practice, it is natural to make male and female bone flutes and study the Yin-Yang rhythm. It can be said that it conforms to the law of heaven and the law of humanity, and it is in line with the practice of our Xuandu Temple..."

Feng Zixu was obviously still teaching flute making and rhythm one moment, but the next moment he turned back to the principles of heaven and humanity.

As she was talking, she suddenly remembered that Qi Jingzhi didn't choose the sword intent of the fire, stopped talking immediately, and stared at her apprentice viciously.

Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi immediately shrank his neck, lowered his eyebrows, and looked very obedient and obedient.

While stealthily observing his master's face, he thought to himself: "I didn't learn Hong Fu Ding Huo Jianyi before, although the master didn't seem to care much, I couldn't help but hold back my anger..."

"Hey! There is nothing you can do about it. There is a big furnace burning in her heart all the time. She has a sharp sword intent and kills Wushuang. It's no wonder that she has a good temper!"

"From now on, I still have to be well-behaved. The flute-making and flute-playing skills, and the art of lulu and yang adjustment must also be learned well. Don't give her a reason to get angry!"

　The Jiahu Bone Flute was unearthed at the Jiahu site in Wuyang County, Henan Province. It is 7800-9000 years old. It is made of crane ulna (wing bone). It is the earliest musical instrument discovered by Chinese archaeologists and is now in the Henan Museum.

　　
　
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