Merry Xianggong Ximen Qing

"Probably so?" Tang Bin nodded disapprovingly: "It's probably made by those bald donkeys. Taoist priests don't have that kind of thing. When the bald donkeys were in power in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, many grottoes were left behind."

grotto?

Ximen Qing suddenly became interested. These monks often spend a lot of money and manpower to display all kinds of breathtaking man-made landscapes in order to attract believers and make people worship.

Most of the grottoes were built during the Wei and Jin Dynasties, or when Buddhism was at its peak in the Tang Dynasty. It often took decades to complete a grotto, and it took time to complete it. There are three major grottoes in the world, the Longmen Grottoes in Luoyang, the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang, and There is Yungang Grottoes.

Unexpectedly, the monk really has the money to repair things, and there is also a grotto to be built on Yangtou Mountain; and according to Tang Bin, it was repaired hundreds of years ago in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, these bald donkeys are really [

Ximen Qing's thoughts were wandering, but he quickly felt something was wrong.

That's why Qiao Daoqing chose a place like Yangtou Mountain?

Fighting in the grotto left by the monk?No matter how you think about it, it feels absurd.

But Qiao Daoqing is the Demon Lord, so he must have a reason for choosing Sheep's Head Mountain; in Sheep's Head Mountain, there must be something that can help him.

Ximen Qing sat up straight suddenly, and looked at Tang Bin solemnly: "Apart from the grottoes, what else is there in Yangtou Mountain?"

"Now that gang of bald donkeys are no longer able to burn incense, that place has long been deserted." Tang Bin touched his forehead inexplicably: "To be honest, that place is just a pile of holes cut out of rocks, plus Big and small Buddha statues, the last general has never been there."

"Nothing else?" Ximen Qing was a little disappointed.

Tang Bin shook his head resolutely: "No, that place was originally a rocky mountain with no vegetation and no human habitation nearby."

Ximen Qing closed his eyes and leaned back on the chair.

Surely something is missing something important?

Sheep's Head Mountain, Grottoes, Monks

Monk, Grotto, Sheep's Head Mountain

Suddenly, Ximen Qing dug out something from his memory, opened his eyes and asked, "Are there any local legends?"

These bald donkeys didn't just find someone to start digging stones at random!

Every famous temple, every ancient temple, and every Buddhist holy place basically has a similar legend, that is, a certain eminent monk who attained the Tao went to a certain place on a certain day, and inadvertently saw a myriad of phenomena, or else there was a faint big Buddha appear.

To put it bluntly, some brilliant monks are hopeful; as for what kind of "weather" there is, it is unknown, anyway, what they recorded is what they said themselves.

Something about Sheep's Head Mountain, or a certain legend, is the real reason why Qiao Daoqing chose this place!

"Legend? What legends are there in that poor place?" Tang Bin shook his head decisively.

Could it be that I was thinking wrong? [

Ximen Qing was feeling annoyed when Guan Sheng, who was next to him, twirled his long beard and suddenly let out a long sigh.

"My lord, the legend of that place is nothing, but it is almost the battlefield of the ancient Changping battle."

The Battle of Changping?

Ximen Qing gasped.

Even a history idiot like Ximen Qing could say one, two, three, four, five, like the Battle of Changping, but it happened near here?

Ximen Qing suddenly understood what it was that aroused Qiao Daoqing's interest.

The Battle of Changping is remembered not because of anything else, but because Bai Shengkeng killed 40 Zhao Guojiang soldiers!

"Bai Sheng killed and surrendered, is it in the area around Yangtou Mountain?"

Ximen Qing asked nervously.

"This..." Guan Sheng hesitated, and turned his gaze to Tang Bin.Where the Battle of Changping took place, Guan Sheng can read it from the book, but it is not possible to record in detail in the book whether the killing surrender was in the area around Yangtou Mountain.

Ximen Qing also turned his attention to him.

Tang Bin touched his head, thought and thought, and said under the watchful eyes of Ximen Qing and Guan Sheng: "So, Cui Ye once mentioned to a certain general that Yangtou Mountain It’s a bit weird over there, and the villagers living nearby often hear some inexplicable cries at night.”

In fact, without Tang Bin saying anything, Ximen Qing also understood why Yangtoushan wanted to build grottoes.

It seems that it is not because of any "weather", but to suppress 40 innocent souls.

"My lord, do you want to re-calculate the matter of Sheep's Head Mountain?" Dao Guan Sheng frowned and said, "Although the young general doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, Qiao Daoqing must have his intentions in choosing the place on Sheep's Head Mountain. Don't guard against it!"

Out of his expectation, the military supervisor's face became calm from just now, without a trace of anxiety.

"Sheep's Head Mountain is Sheep's Head Mountain." Ximen Qing smiled slightly, quite charmingly: "I'd like to see what Qiao Daoqing can fiddle with."

"Okay!" Guan Sheng also smiled: "Young general, together with this Qinglong Yanyue knife, will be sold to Lord Supervisor!"

Under the moonlit night, the bare sheep's head mountain looked a little gloomy, and the whirlwind in the mountain made a whining sound, which seemed to add to the horror. There were not even a small animal on this stone mountain, let alone human habitation.

Only those chiseled caves, plus those sitting or standing Buddha statues, staring ahead.

The two iron swords trembled slightly, making a dragon's roar from time to time, if Sun An hadn't deliberately held them down with his hands, they would probably come out of their sheaths automatically.

"This place is a little weird." Sun An frowned, and the soldiers holding torches looked around, stretching their heads and shrinking their necks, looking very scared. [

"Strange?" Qiao Daoqing, the Phantom Demon Lord, laughed and walked against the night wind like walking on the ground: "There are 40 unjust souls in Yangtou Mountain, so of course there are weird ones."

"What, 40 innocent souls!"

The soldiers next to them heard it, wondering if they took the sound of the wind as the sound of a ghost crying, and almost lost the torch.

"Trash!" Sun An yelled: "There is a certain family and the national teacher here, and you will be dragged away by ghosts! Light up the torches!"

Qiao Daoqing sneered beside him, as if he was making a footnote to Sun An's words.

Those few soldiers were mournful, and raised their torches high again, illuminating the whole area in front of them, but the surrounding darkness seemed so thick that they couldn't get rid of it, which made them regret their impulsiveness just now.

Just half an hour ago, Sun An called all his own soldiers over, saying that he wanted to choose seven or eight capable ones to go out with him and the national teacher to do business.

Naturally, everyone is enthusiastic about this kind of good deed, and everyone strives to be the first.

When the torches were taken, the burdens were carried, and the soldiers were gathered in the yard, Qiao Daoqing had already attracted a gust of wind before they could figure out what was happening, and everyone was swept up in it, heading towards Sheep's Head Mountain.

This way of "traveling" does not have any comfort. In fact, it is not bad that these soldiers did not vomit in it.

Of course, after landing, all these soldiers held back with ashen faces, and it took a long gust of wind to slow them down. They all felt that this trip was not as simple as imagined, and they secretly regretted it.

Qiao Daoqing sat down cross-legged on the spot and rested for a while; casting spells repeatedly is exhausting work for a cultivator, and even Qiao Daoqing's generation can't stand it, let alone blowing up these people with a strong wind and running for more than a hundred miles. To this sheep's head mountain.

Qiao Daoqing practiced Taoism in Tongshan Mountain, and had long been interested in the Yangtou Mountain hundreds of miles away. The power formed by the 40 innocent souls was like an undiscovered treasure, which successfully attracted his attention.

As long as there is a method for this kind of power, it can be extracted and used. All kinds of spells can work as desired, including Qiao Daoqing's illusion. There is only one thing, this power will suddenly disappear when you leave the sheep's head mountain.

So after deciding to fight Ximen Qing, Qiao Daoqing chose Yangtou Mountain without hesitation.

No matter how much power Ximen Qing can mobilize from the Thunder God Stone, Qiao Daoqing has the power of 40 unjust souls, and he is very sure that he can completely suppress it.

In Qiao Daoqing's view, as long as Ximenqing attends the appointment, Lei Gongshi will definitely be captured.

How can such a thing of great luck be kept in the hands of a small person like Ximen Qing?

Qiao Daoqing began to direct the soldiers to untie the burden and paste the talismans and other objects inside on the place he designated, with the determination to win.

"The right time, the right location, and the poor Taoist are all taken!" Qiao Daoqing sneered while commanding, "Let's see how Ximen Qing will fight the poor Taoist tomorrow!"

Seeing the posting of the talisman, Sun An, the commander-in-chief of the palace, seemed to be much more honest and effective, and asked, "My brother, how can this wronged soul see the light of day? How can it be used against the enemy? "

"The wronged soul is the wronged soul, and the power of the wronged soul is the power of the wronged soul." Qiao Daoqing explained: "These talismans have the power to stabilize the wronged soul, which can be extracted for use by the poor. How can we distinguish between day and night?"

"Since Pindao knew about Yangtou Mountain, he started to prepare this set of talismans, and it took seven to seven days!" Qiao Daoqing continued: "I thought I would use it again, but I didn't expect it to be used on Ximen Qing. !"

Sun An sighed after hearing this: "If my brother hadn't been prepared, how could we have prepared in a hurry? My brother will definitely master the Thunder God Stone and make a great achievement!"

"That kind of treasure from the fairy family is naturally for those who are virtuous." Qiao Daoqing sneered, not knowing what to think of: "I think that Ximen Qing is just a rich native who sells raw medicine in Qinghe County. How can there be such a class?" Immortal fate? Daoist Luo is also confused, he actually ordered Brother Gongsun to teach the Heavenly Gang Five Thunders rectification method in person, and all the things that have happened in the past few years are all due to the luck brought to him by the Thunder God Stone!"

"It's ridiculous that a few years ago, the poor Taoist hoped that he could practice Taoism under the seat of Master Luo, but he was kicked out by Wuwu Xuanwei, who attacked the heretics lightly!"

"Such a thing of great luck will naturally belong to my brother." Sun An nodded and said, "It's no wonder that there will be a day when I will fight against Master Luo!"

Qiao Daoqing nodded and said: "The Daoist Luo is also a piece of Thunder Stone to become enlightened. I want to see who doesn't understand Xuanwei!"

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