It was already evening when I arrived at Maoshanjiao, which is located at the junction of Juhe Jintan. Because it was impolite to visit friends in the afternoon, I stayed in the city for one night, bathed in the morning and changed my robes, and then I returned to Maoshanjiao.
Maoshan was named after he came here from Xianyang, Shaanxi Province in the Han Dynasty to become the three brothers of Xianmao, that is, the three ancestors of Maoshan Sect, and was also called Sanmao Zhenjun by later generations.
Maoshan Mountain has beautiful scenery, handsome peaks, strange caves, many springs and wide aura. Since ancient times, it has been known as the first blessed land of Taoism, and the first cave is a rare place to cultivate.
Because the real Maoshan Hall in Yanglu tourist scenic spot has set up the east foot of the mountain, it is forbidden for tourists to visit there.
I strolled outside the Taoist temple and knocked on the gate for a moment. Then I saw the doorman and went to the door to see me in a robe and kowtowed, "Measure the Buddha!"
"Buddha! Hello, Taoist priest, please inform me that the Ziyang view in the sky is riding the wind to worship the mountain! " I rushed to the Taoist priest to pay homage to the Buddha, but it is a Zen way to cut off the three religions and meet each other. According to the rules of the door, it is necessary to worship the mountain formally. Although it is not popular, it is necessary to report it. Although it is famous to worship the mountain, it is necessary to knock down the door of others, that is, to put it bluntly.
A moment later, the Taoist priest went to the gate to announce that the whole Maoshan Taoist temple was noisy. Judging from the bustling popularity of the courtyard, it should be that the Taoist priest called his disciples to line up to welcome guests. The Maoshan Sect is good at practicing, that is to say, they usually don’t practice meditation and practice, and they also walk in the rivers and lakes with spells and laws. Even so, the Taoist temple still has two red aura, one dry gas near, and the other kunqi is three miles away. The back hill should be the Taoist priest and his wife. In Taoism, except the true religion, those Taoist priests who belong to other Taoist temples are all. You can get married and give birth to the Maoshan Sect. Naturally, you have waited for a long time before the Taoist temple gate was opened. You are wearing a divinatory robe, and your eyebrows are all white. The burly palm teaches you to take the lead through the door. Behind you, the young and the old follow two rows of younger brothers and palms to come to me and kowtow. "The one hundred and twenty-sixth generation palm teaches Ma Qianli to welcome the real people in the East China Sea."
Mao Shanzhang teaches people to go out with their relatives. This is the highest courtesy of Taoism. The holy land of interception is the Biyou Palace in the East China Sea, so there is nothing wrong with his name.
"It’s very kind of me to teach you to be original." I rushed to Ma Qianli to raise my hand in return for Ma Qianli’s welcome in such a big battle, which surprised me until I looked up and found that the crowd behind Li Nan winked at me. It was probably this guy who told his master teacher Niang about what I had done with King Kong Gun. It’s not too much to have such a monastic life and be called a real person by him. After all, there are very few legal persons who can meditate and practice Taoism.
"Real people can drive cranes while Maoshan Sect sheds shine. Please enter the tea." Ma Qianli raised his hand to welcome guests.
When I entered Sanmao Hall, the guests and the host were seated, and some disciples served tea. Although Ma Qianli was very welcome to my arrival, he was not talkative. After talking about the scene, I didn’t know if I took the opportunity to tell the story later. Ma Qianli asked Li Nan to take me to the back yard, and I went to the training ground to guide my disciples to practice early lessons. Although Maoshan Sect did not prohibit marriage, women could not enter Sanmao Hall because of the ancient thought that men were superior to women.
"What exactly did you say to your master?" I smiled wryly and rushed ahead to lead the way. Li Nan asked, This guy must have boasted about me after he came back. Otherwise, it would be impossible for Mao Shanzhang to meet me, an unknown disciple.
"I didn’t tell the teacher anything. I told Teacher Niang that she made the teacher do that." Li Nan secretly smiled. "Who else will worship the mountain these days? Today, we have practiced this battle several times to meet you."
"Your master listens to your teacher’s mother?" It dawned on me that it seems that we are still close to each other.
"It’s more than listening. It’s just too listening." Li Nan smiled and led the way to see the old horse a little scared
The back of Maoshan Mountain is very large and densely populated. It should be the residence of the master. There is a two-story wooden building in the northernmost part. The red aura was there. It seems to be a private residence of Zhangjiao.
Li Nan and I naturally walked forward without restraint, talking and laughing. At this time, the waist suddenly came to the sword spring to bounce. I looked down and saw that the waist leader had automatically drawn the sword body and the yellow gas was lingering. I was just about to reach out and return to the scabbard. The leader had completely popped out of the scabbard and roared and looked north.
"What’s the matter with being old?" Li Nan was stunned by the present situation.
"I don’t know, I’ll have a look," I said, picking up the popular tactic, but the horse fell down again
"Why don’t you chase?" Li Nan was even more puzzled when he saw that I didn’t catch up.
"I know where it went." I pointed to the wooden building two miles away, and there was a yellow aura at the moment. "This guy went to find his wife!"
Chapter 12 Old Original Works
"His wife?" Li Nan is more confused.
"It’s no wonder that the cadres and Mo Xie are from the same furnace. It’s a pair of cadres who have been buried with me for more than a thousand years and reunited again." I smiled and explained to Li Nan.
"How can you be buried for more than one thousand years? Will it still be excited? " My explanation made Li Nan even more confused.
"There are many swords with sword spirit, which is equivalent to human consciousness, but no one is so complicated." I rushed to Li Nan to explain his second question to the former one. If I want to explain it clearly to him, I guess I have to say it’s dark.
It wasn’t long before we came to the wooden building. An old woman in a dark gray robe was waiting outside.
"The younger generation Ma Wen tilts the instrument to see the granduncle!" When the old woman saw me coming, she suddenly knelt down and bowed down.
I was flattered by Ma Qianli’s fanfare before, and I was even more at a loss because of the thermometer’s behavior. A 70-year-old man who kowtowed to you for a new life would not accept it.
"Aunt, get up quickly!" Before I hurried away, I wanted to help her get up. I thought about it, but I changed the tactic of moving mountains to help her up slowly. Although I can’t accept it, she is still a woman, and I have to pretend to be an elder.
Who knows that after I helped the thermometer, I grabbed my hand and looked at me for a moment before I spoke. "Little granduncle hasn’t changed at all."
"auntie, I’ve been reborn again, so you can just call me less than". I tried to correct her address, and I was very puzzled. How did she know what I looked like in my previous life?
"That can’t be done. You can’t mess around." Wen Qingyi said, turning around and reprimanding Li Nan for not knowing the rules and walking in front of the elders. Actually, you can’t blame Li Nan for leading the way and taking the road behind.
Xun Zou Li Nanwen inclines the instrument affectionately and pulls my hand into the room. The furnishings in the room are very simple, and there is no luxury of other sect leaders. The Ma Qianli people are still good, and the south window has broken a big hole. The lieutenant Ling posted the Mo Xie scabbard on the north wall of the hanging room, but Mo Xie didn’t draw it out to see me secretly laughing. This Mo Xie is still shy.
After the gift, the attitude of the temperature inclinometer changed quickly. It was more like my grandmother in tone and manner, but my granduncle called her, but she refused to change her mind. Call me aunt and she called her granduncle.
After learning that the Ziyang view has been rebuilt by me, Wenyi insisted that I hold a ceremony of some sects, and also said that I would call my fellow sects to celebrate, but I finally refused, because there are special religious management committees in Buddhism and Taoism to manage our Ziyang view, which will definitely fail to pass the examination. Besides, King Kong Bao and I always run around and have no time to take care of the sects.
"How do you know what I looked like before?" After getting acquainted, I raised my own questions.
The temperature inclinometer pushed a plate of sunflower seeds picked by me in front of me. "Lai Zu left a lot of portrait files, but it was a pity that it was burned down by the Red Guards Mountain during the Cultural Revolution. Old Ma and I ventured to hide some of them, and there was a portrait with a little granduncle in it."
"Take it out and let me have a look." After thousands of years, I naturally miss my brother very much. It is good that no one can see his pen and ink.
The thermometer quickly got up and walked to the house and took out a few scrolls that were slightly broken after a while.
After I took it, I slowly hit a pair of hearts and couldn’t help but throb. This pair turned out to be the original "Three Saints and Long Lives" of Brother Wen Xiaofeng.
In the portrait, it is exactly the scene that the nine brothers of Ziyang Guan celebrated the birthday of the three saints. The three saints were dressed in purple robes and sat in the main position with their faces facing south and north, with a gentle smile.
Ma Lingfeng, the elder brother, is on the left, and his expression is weird and thoughtful.
Qi Yufeng, the second brother, came in second place, smiling and extending his thumb to show his admiration for the ram leaning against the wind.
The third brother, Long Zhuifeng, is a python, which is feminine, so the portrait shows that its body is slightly backward and seems to be afraid.
Four senior brothers, Huang Suifeng, are secretly sitting on the right side, looking at each other. I didn’t expect such details to be captured by the old man.
Ye Aofeng, the fifth senior brother, is looking down at himself and putting a small brocade box on the table, in which he put a purple jade golden toad for the Three Sages.
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