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Chapter 254 Inside and outside the pavilion

It has a quiet and solemn atmosphere; towering ancient trees, dense pines and cypresses; lush bamboos and green grass; Taoism is natural and dark.

You can use any words of praise to describe this place. This place is located at the edge of the heart of Yanhuang, but it is quiet and isolated from the world.

The first jungle in Quanzhen, the headquarters of the first Central Taoist Church of Yanhuang, and Baiyun Temple of Longmen Ancestral Court.

Incense is flourishing here, worship continues, and devout pilgrims come in an endless stream. They come from all over the world, either praying for peace and prosperity, or for children and wealth, and there are also wandering Taoist priests who come from thousands of miles away to beg for ordination.

However, Baiyun Temple has a history of nearly a thousand years and covers an extremely large area. There are countless halls, drum towers, shrines, screens, etc. It can be said that every step of the way can accommodate countless pilgrims.

Of course, Baiyun Temple has areas open to the outside world, and naturally there are areas where outsiders are not allowed to enter. After all, it is a place for transcendental cultivation, and the purpose is to be pure.

In the 'backyard', there are no rigid dogmas as imagined, and there are no living gods ascending during the day, but all kinds of Taoist priests.

For example, you can see lazy Taoist priests scattered around the rockery and green grass. They can sleep for five hours after doing five minutes of homework. They mainly focus on casual cultivation. There are also senior brothers and Taoists who teach homework in a strict manner in the hall.

The old one's beard and hair are all white, and the younger one just has cavities.

There are only two words to describe induction in one sentence.

Comfortable.

It seems to be all kinds of things, but there is no sense of contradiction, it is so natural.

Yunji Garden, also known as Little Penglai, a little Taoist boy who was at most five or six years old was holding a tray and walking inside, humming an unknown ditty as he walked, innocently and innocently.

"If a palace controls its gates, it will not be forced; if it controls its gates, its palace will be forced."

"There are no traces of the four sky nets, and there are traces of the first and second nets~"

"The third to fourth palaces are difficult to avoid. If you are too high, you can go to the west or the east~"

"The timing of the solar terms changes, and you have to master the flow and reverse of yin and yang~"

"Uncle Master~Uncle Master, where are you? Master has saved a lot of writings and is waiting to make up his mind. He asked you to hide away last night, but you don't want to hide today~"

Xiao Daotong had seen his uncle's back a long time ago and thought that he had finally caught him. When he came back, his master would definitely reward him with two jelly beans.

"Uncle Master, all the disciples have seen you. Come on, come on, do your business first. When you are done, you will always be lazy." The little Taoist boy jumped into the Miaoxiang Pavilion. In the pavilion sat an old Taoist priest with white hair and a childlike face. He closed his eyes. His eyes were silent, as if he didn't hear any sound.

bang-

slam-la-

The tray fell to the floor and documents were scattered everywhere.

In an instant, Xiao Daotong's face turned pale with fright, because as soon as he stepped forward and pulled his uncle's sleeve, the uncle fell down, his eyes rolled white and his tongue stuck out, showing no signs of anger at all.

"Someone is coming, someone is coming!"

"Uncle, my great uncle, is pissed off! My great uncle has ascended! Someone, hurry up!"

The little Taoist boy was so frightened that snot bubbles spurted out from his nose, and he ran outside crying. After all, his uncle was the abbot of Baiyun Temple, and he was currently the number one in Longmen and even Quanzhen. His sudden death would cause great shock and hardship to the outside world. Count the chain reactions.

Of course, the premise is that you are really dead.

After the little Taoist boy ran away, the old Taoist priest rolled his eyes and sat up happily. How could he look like an immortal? The whole old kid.

"Hey, let a bad old man make up his mind every day. You disciples and disciples are so unworthy that you can't even hide in peace."

The old Taoist priest took out an original Russian book "Wage Labor and Capital" and flipped through it with gusto with fingers stained with saliva.

Just learn, there is no end to learning.

"Employment. The relationship between labor and capital"

"Senior brother, do you still understand Maozi language? I've never heard of it before."

A voice that was half amazed and half ridiculed came. The old Taoist priest didn't even look back to see who it was. Even if he hadn't seen him for decades, he knew the owner of the voice. He immediately replied cheerfully: "I know a lot, I want to know who it is." It’s not that I had the idea of ​​being an extraordinary person back then, but now I can be a high official no matter what, I have no choice but to learn everything quickly, but my qualifications are not inferior to mine, right Junior Brother Mo?"

The person who came was none other than Mo Wenshan.

He sat calmly opposite the old Taoist priest and disagreed with these words.

"What does qualifications mean? Longmen has never judged people based on their qualifications. I am where I am today, not because my qualifications are too good? How could I be like this if I am exhausted after learning everything? Why don't I want to be a seclusion in the prosperous times and go down the mountain in troubled times? An ordinary and sophisticated person."

"A well-fed man doesn't know that a hungry man is hungry. How many people cry and beg but can't get the magical magic of the magic night and the inheritance of the Three Emperors. Why don't you get the advantage and act like a good boy? Tell me, did you get the news about my return from my travels?" Did you come here specially?"

Mo Wenshan nodded slightly, "Of course, it's hard not to know whether the highly respected Yu Fengzi has returned to the mountain."

The old Taoist priest's name was Chen Mingfei, with the courtesy name Zhongqian and Yufengzi. The Taoist sect respected him as Yufengzi Dazhenren. He was born in Binhai, Jinmen. He was smart, filial and kind since he was a child.

Maybe he was interested in Taoism when he was young. Maybe this kind of smart people didn't like the worldly world, so they took the ordination and became a monk. They traveled across famous mountains and rivers, and often met strange people who taught them wonderful methods. Later, because of his talent, he was ranked among the sages in Longmen and was promoted to the Prime Minister. Deacon, he lives up to expectations and works tirelessly.

When the allied forces of the powerful powers invaded the imperial capital, even the emperor ran away. Everyone knew that the situation was over, and countless monks fled. However, Daochang Chen unswervingly vowed to guard the temple grounds and accepted relief refugees, and was finally able to turn the corner.

On the premise of keeping the incense running in Guanzhong, all the extra money will be used to build schools to carry out education and recruit neighborhood children to study in schools. This is not about learning Taoism and Dharma, but serious knowledge education, and there is no tuition fee. The merits are immeasurable. At that time, Yuan Datou, the Minister of Beiyang who was the direct governor of Beiyang, also presented a craftsman's forehead - Deshui Pangren, who traveled for one day, showed his merits and virtues.

Later, he was elected as the abbot of Baiyun Temple. Even though he was in a high position, he still upheld charity in dealing with people and affairs, and never forgot to shine and perform his duties with all his heart.

The first Central Taoist Church in Yanhuang was initiated by Taoist Master Chen, who advocated the establishment of branches in Taoist temples in various provinces to rectify the Taoist rules, punish evil temples, promote charity, initiate and promote the moral thoughts and patriotic education of the Chinese people, and only when there is a country, there is a family. We must love our country wherever we go.

This is still familiar, and there are countless anecdotes about Taoist Chen, and there are a lot of rumors about killing evil spirits and suppressing demons.

In the final analysis, in the eyes of many people, Daochang Chen is a living god. Whether it is moral character or profound Taoism, it is difficult for anyone in the Taoist sect in the world to surpass him.

These outstanding people are Mo Wenshan's senior brothers according to their seniority.

But in name, he is the master of senior brother Mo Wenshan. There are many sects, but the one who can make Mo Wenshan willing to call him senior brother, besides the late Chang Xingzi, is Yu Fengzi, who is still tough in front of him. "You don't enjoy peace and happiness outside the customs. Did you come to Baiyunguan specifically to give me a top hat for my senior brother? I understand. You still go back and forth wherever you go. Don't forget the eye-cutting alliance. It finally faded out of sight. Enjoy your retirement.”

The meaning of Chen Dao's long words is obvious.

I think Quanzhen Longmen protected you in the first place because they didn’t want to see another bloody storm. Enough people have died. If you don’t abide by the agreement in ten thousand years, where will Longmen’s reputation go? It will definitely become the target of public criticism.

As soon as he heard this, Mo Wenshan became angry and said, "Aren't they my two stupid apprentices who are useless? They got on the old Zhang family's boat in a daze. Who is Marshal Zhang?" Can you defeat him? They are just being used as spearmen. I am really forced to have no choice but to take them into the border to avoid trouble, otherwise they will all be killed by the little devil Onmyoji in a short time."

"Just wait a minute!"

Daochang Chen immediately interrupted, and took out a large handful of melon seeds from his arms and began to eat them with relish, "It's interesting. I didn't know that you accepted a disciple. It's a good thing. It's a good thing that the dharma lineage is passed down. Please explain carefully. How did my two nephews get involved with the old Zhang family? And how did they provoke the little devil Onmyoji?"

Seeing the expression on Brother Wuliang's face, Mo Wenshan was helpless. After all, he was really embarrassed for his two stupid disciples.

But before he could elaborate, bursts of noise came from far away and came closer.

The first thing that caught my eye were several masters of Qinggong. It was really like walking on a wall with wind blowing under my feet. Then there were Niubi who sacrificed talismans or cast spells on himself. Anyway, they all rushed to Miaoxiang Pavilion as fast as they could, with tears in their eyes. .

"Master!!!"

"Last night, my uncle ate two large bowls of chopped green onion noodles. Why did he suddenly pass away!?"

"Oh my boss! You left in such a hurry!"

The Taoist priests were wailing all over the place, feeling as if the sky was falling. After hearing the news of the death of the head abbot Yu Hua Xian, they all dropped everything they were doing and came over.

But when they arrived, they all braked suddenly and looked at the Miaoxiang Pavilion in disbelief.

Then everyone's eyes focused on the little Taoist priest.

"No, no! Uncle Master really died just now!" The little Taoist priest was so anxious that he almost cried. How could he have thought of being played by his uncle who he regarded as an immortal person?

I saw a big muscular Taoist priest patting the little Taoist priest on the head and sighing helplessly.

The other older Taoist priests all had expressions of sadness.

have to.

The younger generation must have been deceived.

In the past, when the abbot was not in charge of the overall situation, he liked to play tricks on the juniors below, but after becoming the abbot, he stopped playing pranks, and everyone almost forgot about this.

But this time the joke was too big. Everyone really thought that the abbot had died in immortality, and they were all furious.

"Are you all here?" Daochang Chen waved to the outside, and pointed to Mo Wenshan next to him, "Since you are all here, let's pay our respects. In terms of seniority, he is my junior brother. He has been staying at Jianhong Temple outside the pass and not in Baiyun. He is used to watching and waiting for orders, and he doesn't like to show his face."

The juniors arranged their clothes, looked solemn, and bowed their hands to Mo Wenshan respectfully. Some called them uncle, some called them uncle, and each generation had its own name, but all of them were shocked in their hearts. Almost all the people of the Ming generation have withered away. You can count them on one hand, but I have never heard of a blind Ming generation.

And those elderly Taoist priests tasted it carefully, especially after tasting the three words "Jianhongguan", they were suddenly shocked, thinking of the secret past events they had vaguely heard back then.

Could it be that he is the legendary alien master who killed half of Yanhuang, the ruthless man who fought to the death with Shenlongjia?

Good guy!

I finally met the real owner today!

"Junior brother, don't you express your gratitude?" Daochang Chen tried hard not to laugh out loud. He knew that Mo Wenshan was poor and didn't have much money, so why not use magic weapons to pay for it? This little old man has treasures in his hands. , if you can take advantage of one, you will make a profit.

Mo Wenshan was not intimidated by the battle. He smiled and pressed his hands, "It's easy to talk, the juniors have all seen the ceremony, and I can't make sense without saying anything. In this way, I have a copy of "Fuso's Three Hundred Moves" in my hand. The hand-painted book has a high final value. If you don’t give up—"

Before he finished speaking, Daochang Chen quickly waved his hand, "Go, go! Go do whatever you have to do!"

Many disciples were slightly disappointed, thinking that "Fuso's Three Hundred Moves" was a magical method from the Japanese country, and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to see how the masters of other countries practiced it. However, after the abbot's words, no one dared to disobey, and they all withdrew. Little Penglai.

"Junior brother, are you really going to give me a difficult problem? You are holding a pornographic book in the grand Longmen ancestral court? Don't think that I don't know that there is a word "sexual intercourse" in "Fuso Three Hundred Moves". You didn't say it, so you are not afraid of the ancestral master. Are you dreaming of whipping you in the middle of the night?"

Mo Wenshan didn't take it seriously, "What are you afraid of? My little apprentice has been taken to see live sex palaces by me since he was a child. If you want to defeat desire, you have to face it."

Daochang Chen shook his head and sighed, "Just go ahead and talk nonsense. It's all nonsense. But then again, since you brought your disciples into the prison to avoid trouble, why didn't I see them?"

"Senior brother, don't blame me for speaking out. Since Chang Xingzi left, I only trust you in the entire Longmen, so I won't let others know what our two apprentices look like unless I have to. They are currently resting in the Imperial City. , I can finally pay homage to you as my uncle when I have the opportunity in the future."

No matter when, Mo Wenshan tried his best to protect his two silly apprentices. Even inside Longmen, he kept an eye on them and never wanted to see Kang Muang and Zhao Sanyuan live a life of being hunted.

"Oh? The water in the Imperial Capital is not shallow. Although I have never met the two nephews, I know what kind of bastard you like, because you are a bastard. I seriously doubt that they are likely to cause trouble in the Imperial Capital. Why don't you go back and take a look first?"

Otherwise, Daozhang Chen hit the nail on the head and made a rough guess.

Not only was there a fuss, but the fuss was really quite big.

But Mo Wenshan didn't care about this, because he had more important things to ask when he came this time.

"Senior brother, you have been traveling around the world during this time, not just to avoid secular affairs, right? Now that you suddenly come back secretly, you must have found a key clue. What exactly did you find out about the death of Chang Xingzi."

Daochang Chen looked at the white clouds floating in the sky and did not answer for a long time.

However, he knows better than anyone else what Changxingzi means to Mo Wenshan. In order to take revenge, Mo Wenshan dares to do anything. He will kill gods and Buddhas, even if the king of heaven comes.

This is not a joke, because he started a bloody storm back then, which caused most of the alien circles in Yanhuang to reshuffle. Now the worst is to have another one. It's not that he doesn't dare to do it, it's just that he hasn't found the real culprit behind the scenes.

"I found the murderer." Daochang Chen replied slowly. He did not choose to avoid talking, nor did he lie. This blind junior brother has brighter eyes than anyone else. Now that he has asked the question, it is impossible to hide it anymore. he.

"Who?" Mo Wenshan's tone was calm, but his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Daochang Chen looked a little unbearable, but he still answered the question.

"It's the person you rescued from the underworld back then."

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(End of this chapter)