the last priest

This guy Chaozi has always been rude: "Could it be that you are still an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, haha, the old man's words are really funny."

"Hehehe", the elder put down the book in his hand and stood up and said, "Yes, I have forgotten how many years ago it was. A Central Plains man was found dying where you were lying, and he was also my ancestor. They rescued him. This man is a genius of heaven, and he talked with my ancestors about Taoism. He stayed there for three years. Someone will come in again."

Zha Wenbin stood up and made a bow, and said: "I heard the accent of the senior, with traces of the Bashu area, may I ask this?"

"The Central Plains man taught my ancestors your language and civilization, but only the high priests of the past generations will pass it on orally, because I was sent to the previous high priest's tent since I was born, Therefore, every generation of high priests of our Qiang nationality must learn two languages, in order to wait until a certain day to welcome the visiting Central Plains people. I thought I could not wait, but I didn’t expect you to come today.”

"Qiang people?"

"We have lived here for thousands of years. It is one of our responsibilities to guard the holy mountain. It is only later that we have an additional duty, which is to welcome you. My name is Zidamuji, and you can call me Yun, because in In our language, Ridamu is a cloud in the sky."

Lao Dao asked with some vigilance: "Then how do you know that we are the ones waiting?"

Priest Yun said with a smile: "Hahaha, no one has ever been able to cross the Yin-Yang Dao alive. It is the door of hell leading to the world. You can only enter, but you cannot exit, unless you have something he stole from here in the past."

Cha Wenbin took out the sun wheel and the moon wheel and put them on the ground and asked, "Is the high priest Yun talking about these two things?"

Seeing those two things, Priest Yun didn't stand still. He leaned back and stretched out an eagle-claw-like hand to touch them. Cha Wenbin's eyes trembled unconsciously, and his hands had already moved It's on the Seven Star Sword

"I didn't expect him to be as powerful as the word of mouth said, and he brought out these two things when he went up the mountain." The high priest Yun said a little excitedly, "I didn't expect to see the holy things in my lifetime."

Chao Zi carefully said to Cha Wenbin: "This old man is not going to grab it, is he? If he dares to do it, I will knock him down."

"Young man, the Central Plains culture he brought to us back then was very much about the word 'ritual'." High Priest Yun went to a row of wooden cabinets behind and said, "This is all the Central Plains culture he brought to us. My ancestors spent their whole lives organizing it into a book, and every generation of high priests can recite it backwards." As he said that, the high priest of Yun began to close his eyes and recite: "Tao can be Tao, but it is not permanent. Constant name..."

Zha Wenbin immediately felt like a thunderclap, which generation of gods would memorize the most primitive "Tao Te Ching"!

The world only knows one sentence: Tao can be Tao, very Tao.The name can be named, very famous.

Don't think that the old man recited the wrong words, in fact, what he recited is the most authentic sentence!

The original text of this sentence was "Tao can be said, not constant. Names can be named, not constant names." Later, in the Han Dynasty, in order to avoid the taboo of Emperor Wen Liu Heng, the word "heng" was changed to " often".So that in later generations, people have continued this sentence. If the master hadn't mentioned such a small detail, Cha Wenbin would have thought that the high priest Yun had memorized it wrong.

"Does the High Priest know who that person is?" Cha Wenbin interrupted his continuation of reciting slightly impolitely, because he couldn't bear it any longer.

"We don't know the exact name, we only know that his surname is "Chang". Why are you not his descendants?"

"My surname is Cha, and we don't have anyone surnamed Chang here. I got these two things by accident, and then I came here and needed to find a place. Now it seems that it should be the holy mountain that Senior Chang once visited. Since Can such a high priest show us the way?"

Priest Yun said in disbelief, "Oh? You're not his descendant, so why did you come across my Qiang tribe?"

"Qiang people? Witchcraft? I am the head teacher of Zhengtian Dao, and I practice the most orthodox Taoist method. How can I talk about the Qiang people's shamanism?"

Priest Yun stretched out his hands, a pair of fingers bent like eagle claws made the old Wang very excited, Zhuo Xiong's grandfather Gray Beard also had such hands in a long time.

"Everyone who practiced my Qiang witchcraft will become like this. I see that your two fingers have begun to change slowly. Every time you use witchcraft, it will have a greater impact until you become like me in the end. Qiang witchcraft has always been It is only taught to my people. The person who came in back then exchanged your Taoist scriptures from the Central Plains and obtained our witchcraft from our ancestors. Although my tribe's witchcraft can be used for gods and ghosts, there is also a shortcoming of practicing witchcraft. The fingers of a person who are born will gradually become like this with the increase in the number of times of casting spells, and if you use your Taoist scriptures to explain it, I am afraid that every gain must be lost."

Zha Wenbin looked at his left hand tremblingly. He didn't know when, he began to vaguely feel that the two fingers gradually became different. Although the dexterity still existed, the sense of touch obviously began to decline. But his strength is stronger than before, but he really can't remember when he practiced this kind of witchcraft, which is what he always thought of as a ghost.

"I haven't practiced your witchcraft, my hands..." Cha Wenbin couldn't continue to answer.

Priest Yun said very naturally: "No, this was originally taken away by our ancestors as a condition of exchange. The witchcraft of our clan is mainly about saving people and eliminating demons, but the practice requires some conditions. The ones you came in There are too many souls gathered in this yin and yang path, only the high priests of the past can enter the practice."

Cha Wenbin said with some gloom: "The way of ghosts is the way of ghosts after all, why bother to speak so nicely!"

"Ghost way? What do you mean?"

The Seven Star Sword came out of its sheath with a "chuckle" and the sword pointed at the high priest: "Using the human soul as a means of cultivation to achieve the purpose of communicating with ghosts and gods, and turning yourself into a living dead who can neither recognize human ghosts nor ghosts, this kind of thing is fundamental. It should not be used by the righteous way, nor will it be used by the righteous way, I have never practiced such harmful things, but I have personally beheaded a few evildoers who have practiced the ghost way, which is the witchcraft in your mouth!"

"Wen Bin, what are you doing?" Lao Wang was shocked.

Seeing Zha Wenbin make a move, Chao Zi and Zhuo Xiong pointed their weapons at the high priest, and Da Shan immediately stood in front of him. Seeing this posture, Lao Dao reloaded the bullet without saying a word.It can be said that as long as the old man in front of him makes any rash moves, he will be blasted with a broken rag in the first place.

Priest Yun was a little angry. He realized that the person in front of him had a different hatred for him: "The Big Dipper, I saw it in a book, it really is a good weapon. But I don't understand that since you have practiced witchcraft And why don't you admit that our witchcraft uses dead animal creatures as a gathering place to erode our original pure soul, and finally achieve the goal of being able to communicate with spirits after untold hardships, but that is also for the benefit of the common people. How come your mouth becomes a monster ghost?"

Zha Wenbin also felt a little strange. This person was different from the ones he met before. Although his fingers were also bent, he didn't feel any ghostly aura on his body.He thought in his heart that maybe he had reached the highest level and could hide these auras. He cultivated in the place of gathering yin, and the man in red did the same thing: "Blessing? Then why do you want to deprive others of the right to reincarnate in the Three Realms? Killing and plundering other people's souls, so that the dead cannot be reborn, and using their souls to practice the witchcraft that they did, what is it if it's not evil and heretics?"

Priest Yun looked at Zha Wenbin in disbelief: "Using human souls as cultivation?"

"Is not it?"

Priest Yun said: "My family practices witchcraft only because our ancestors saw a large number of trapped creatures in this Yin and Yang Tao. Although they are cattle, sheep, and animals, they are still creatures. Our ancestors saw them trapped here. Unable to escape, they used the power of the holy mountain to help them escape from this place as soon as possible, and realized witchcraft from it. Could it be that after being taken out by that person, he actually used human souls as cultivation?"

Chaozi shouted: "Brother Wenbin, stop talking nonsense with this old man, since he is with that guy from the funeral parlor, he must not be a good person, kill him!"

"Don't!" Cha Wenbin said, "Are you really cultivating by ferrying animals?"

Priest Yun said with some dissatisfaction: "In the Yin-Yang Dao, animals have been sacrificed and enshrined in that holy mountain since a long time ago, in order to thank God for giving them fertile pastures and sweet spring water. Our ancestors felt that these creatures have Thanksgiving, I can't bear them to be trapped after death, and only then did the subsequent witchcraft. What each generation of our high priests has to do is to send out all the trapped creatures in this yin and yang path to thank them for their support. God's dedication, why use the term of human cultivation!"

"I made a mistake, old man. Junior Cha Wenbin apologizes to you!" As he spoke, Cha Wenbin knelt down towards Priest Yun and kowtowed three times.

However, High Priest Yun didn't seem to care, and he didn't mean to blame Zha Wenbin. Instead, he asked anxiously, "What do you mean by ghost way?"

Only then did Cha Wenbin tell him the story of the man in red from the beginning to the end. After listening, the high priest slumped on the ground and murmured: "It's really unexpected that my family's witchcraft is so powerful. Used by these villains for this kind of magic!