Maoshan Taoist priests practice falsehood and become reality

Chapter 133: Funeral Ceremony

Chapter 133: Funeral Ceremony

At dusk the next day, the funeral ceremony officially began.

Wang Zhiyuan was appointed as Gao Gong, Yuan Jinghong was appointed as Supervisor, and Yuan Jingshu was appointed as Du Tuo, forming three masters.

Su Heng, Li Ping and Liu Yun served as deacons of the altar.

The venue for the funeral ceremony was chosen at the entrance of the City God's Temple. The newly built temple needed this ceremony to increase its popularity and popularity.

The altar has been built. On the altar is a statue and portrait of Taiyi, the God who seeks to save suffering, and a memorial tablet for the Supreme Sazu of One Yuan is set in the middle.

And make five offerings of incense, flowers, lamps, water, and fruits.

According to the Taoist scriptures, the One-Yuan Supreme Sazu Zhenjun cursed dates and administered medicine to save all living beings. He also added talismans to the iron can to relieve the ghosts and relieve suffering, to help the lonely souls, and to save the dead. This is the origin of the flame mouth of the iron can.

The Taoists sat on both sides of the long table, with three people on each side. The high-gong king, Zhiyuan, was seated in the main seat.

A statue of the Ghost King hangs on the side of the seat. In front of the Yankou Seat, there are incense tables on both sides, enshrining the portraits of Lord Yama in the Tenth Hall.

This posture actually attracted many passers-by to stop and talk.

"It's so scary. What are you doing?"

"I heard that they are planning to save the souls of those who died a few days ago."

"Isn't this a proper feudal superstition?"

"Shhhhh, be careful of trouble coming from your mouth. The cranes have appeared, how can these things be impossible? Maybe the City God in the temple is staring at you!"

The passers-by were right. At this time, the door of the City God's Temple was opened. The City God was sitting on a high platform, and a group of ghosts and gods, including civil and military judges, were watching the ritual with great interest and pointing.

"Is the old way okay?"

"You can be a high-level person even if you don't have any magic power?"

Of course, only Su Heng could see this scene, and what everyone else saw was just an ordinary statue.

There were also several junior seance masters among the crowd of onlookers. Of course, they were not here to see the funeral ceremony, they were just on routine patrol.

Su Heng looked into the distance, where a black storm was forming.

Listen carefully, the wailing sounds are endless and shrill.

The resentment of the deceased is about to form into a black evil. Once the black evil is formed, the spiritual storm described by the seance will begin.

By then, countless people will have died indirectly.

Su Heng will prevent tragedy from happening today.

"I guess after this Zhaijiao ceremony, my identity will no longer be concealed."

So far, Su Heng has done a lot of good things wearing the crane's vest. The image of the crane gradually changes from vague to clear in people's minds.

Anyone with a little astuteness can see that the image of the crane comes from Taoism.

Following this line of thinking, it is difficult not to find the only remaining Taoist temple in Maoshan.

Thinking about Xia Qin's curse elimination incident and combining it with Taoism, Su Heng even suspected that Wei Zonglin and Xie Zerong had vaguely guessed that the crane was him.

If today's death ritual is successful, it will undoubtedly confirm Su Heng's identity.

but,

Even though his identity would be exposed, Su Heng still wanted to carry out the Zhai Jiao ceremony.

Not only to eliminate black evil spirits and solve disasters, but also to let the City God Temple play its real role.

Of course, what's more important is that after being promoted, his strength has far exceeded that of B-level mutants, and I'm afraid even A-level mutants are not a problem.

In terms of escape, he also has earth skills, and with the City God's Temple in charge, there are almost no threats to Su Heng's existence in the entire ninth district.

In the face of absolute strength, what if your identity is revealed?

In fact, Su Heng longed for exposure.

Only by being exposed can he develop deeper cooperation with the authorities in District 9.

Such as promoting charms and using charms to solve the problem of humans being unable to detect mutants.

Another example is the promotion of consecrated jade articles to comprehensively improve human beings' combat capabilities against evil spirits.

In an instant, the funeral ceremony officially begins.

Wang Zhiyuan, wearing a Taoist robe, took his seat and entered the table. Starting from Buxu, he chanted words and chants while surrounding himself in the ceremonial altar.

"To transcend the difficulties of the three realms and to resolve the five sufferings of hell, return to the Taishang Sutra and recite the bowing ceremony quietly."

"The God who saves the suffering is sitting in the east, holding a willow in his hand and sprinkling fine wine, riding a nine-headed green lion, saving the ghosts from their early birth."

Then he started to kowtow to the supreme Sa Zu of one yuan, and after all the Taoist priests finished reciting the "Sa Zu Bao Gao", they then chanted Tai Yi to save the suffering Tianzun.

Wang Zhiyuan offered incense three times: "Your Majesty preaches the Dharma as the leader, leading the dead souls out of their lost ways. I stand under the legislative platform and listen quietly to the three-way drum of the Dharma. All the sutra masters in the Dharma assembly chanted in unison. After the three-way drum, the bells sounded. Shake up the ten directions and ask the Master to ascend the throne and speak the Dharma about impermanence."

After the first process of the death ceremony was completed, many people were infected by the solemn atmosphere and began to mourn silently unconsciously. Su Heng's pupils shrank, and the sad atmosphere seemed to attract the attention of the black evil spirit hovering in the sky.

However, Wang Zhiyuan didn't know it at all. He changed the altar and began to worship the gods and immortals for the fasting feast.

I saw him using the sword formula to write Tai Chi, making the formula with his hands, mumbling words, offering incense to Taiyi, the Heavenly Lord who saved the suffering, and said loudly: "Thoughts sincerely reach the heaven, look up to the sky and wish the Jade Emperor. Tonight the Songhua Hui will be built, and Ji will be the first to do so." Offer a burner of incense.”

dong dong dong dong!

The drums are beating!

Wang Zhiyuan came to the stage and Yuan Jingshu acted as the narrator and said:

"This is an extraordinary seat, where the Lord of Suffering once sat. Tonight, he preaches to save the souls of the dead, and all hells will be liberated."

All the Taoist priests jointly praised "Sanqing Palace": "...the holy name has been heard under the golden tower, and the light of jade has been seen in the quiet pass. Three journeys and five hardships have left the long night, and ten kinds of lonely souls have gone to the Taoist temple..."

Wang Zhiyuan once again prayed to the gods in order to build the dojo.

"I have heard that the creation of the world, the Three Sovereigns and the Five Emperors, have been passed down from ancient times to the present, and the four rebirths and the six paths are rolling unfalteringly, and the merits of salvation are the road to transcendence. Now I am concerned about the loneliness of the ghost souls, and I have set up the food of Yunchu to provide relief to the three paths. It's bitter and refreshing, and has meaning. I respectfully declare to you that I wish you the loving light to realize the alliance and offer sacrifices."

Wang Zhiyuan's voice is loud and contagious.

Passers-by who understood the content even showed approval.

"Consider the loneliness of ghosts and the joy of providing relief to three people. I used to think it was just feudal superstition, but I didn't expect that there was such a big heart in it. Alas, too many people have died in these years, and in the ceremony to commemorate the dead, we have become more and more Sloppy.”

"These rituals are held for the dead as well as the living. Maybe it's time to let go. Xiaofang, I hope you can go well..."

By this point, Wang Zhiyuan was already tired and should have taken a rest. It could be seen that more and more people were watching in silence. He gritted his teeth for the future of the Maoshan Sect.

Gao Gong invites the gods, immortals, and saints to worship the three most revered gods, Yuqing, Shangqing, and Taiqing, to come to the fasting feast.

All the Taoist priests chanted the "Yangqi Mantra" together:

"Look up to the great sage Xuantian, the supreme spiritual god of Rengui in the north, the true lord of Jinque should be incarnated, the supreme general named Zhenwu..."

After reciting, offer five offerings such as incense, flowers, lamps, water, and fruits to the gods, immortals, and saints.

Every time an offering is made, the master will make different hand seals and jade secrets, and keep the ancestral taboo secretly.

The holy part is over.

Next, comes the crucial link of breaking the prison.

Wang Zhiyuan added the crown of the five elders, which is called the rising crown, and visualized himself as a deity who saves suffering.

All the Taoist priests chanted "The Supreme Sutra of Rescue from Suffering" in unison:

"All sentient beings are unaware, just like seeing the sun and the moon blindly. I am too inexperienced. I pull out the boundless territory. The clouds open the door to life. The auspicious smoke blocks the dead house. The mysterious Yuanshi is just beginning. I use the auspicious sense of opportunity."

"Save all sins and overcome all misfortunes..."

In the Chenghuang Temple, Judge Wu widened his eyes:

"No, Taiyi, the old Taoist, didn't invite Ku Tianzun. Instead, he called those thousands of lonely ghosts!"

At the same time, nearby spiritual masters received warnings that the first wave of spiritual storms had formed, requiring immediate evacuation of the people.

The sky was covered with dark clouds and the wind was strong, roaring like a ghost, and the crowd scattered in all directions.

In the altar, the candles were also blown out.

Yuan Jinghong, who didn’t know the truth, shouted:

"It's going to rain heavily! Everyone has left, do you want to continue?"

"Taoist priests, retreat quickly! If you don't retreat, something will happen!"

The patrolling seanceer waved his arm to persuade.

Wang Zhiyuan sighed, it seems that God's will is like this.

Unexpectedly, Su Heng stood up and shouted:

"Go on, Master!"

Wang Zhiyuan was about to retort, but he felt strange wind blowing from the Chenghuang Temple.

The wind did not disperse, but wandered around the altar, blowing the colorful flags as if they were protecting the Dharma.

Wang Zhiyuan thought of those three dreams.