Hear the words.
A few people looked up subconsciously.
At this time, it was clearing after the snow, deep in the clouds and mist, that ray of golden light finally broke through the sky, poured straight down, and landed on the top of Changbai Peak.
Looking across the mountains, there are ancient pines and strong bamboos.
I just feel that the green mountains, jade peaks and sea of clouds are like a fairy palace and a mysterious palace, with dazzling golden light.
You can still vaguely see a large area of ancient buildings. The auspicious beasts sit on the golden roof of Gaigong.
"Is that Taibai Temple?"
The old foreigner's eyes widened, his chest was pounding, and the depths of his pupils seemed to despise the earthquake.
Along the way, countless people in Qinling worshiped Taibai Temple, which became a common practice.
However, I heard from the locals that the Taibai Ancestral Temple is on Zhongnan Mountain.
Now looking at that area of golden-domed pavilions, he subconsciously thought about it.
“More than that.”
Chen Yulou smiled.
"Taibai, Yaowang, Wen Gong, Sanguan, Doumu, Laojun, Jade Emperor, Iron Armored God, Baxiantai... There are more than 130 famous palaces and Taoist temples. "
"There are almost hundreds of Taoists registered today."
That place is the highest and most dangerous place under Taibai Mountain.
It is also the place where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is most abundant.
The palace they see now is based on the genealogy of Taoist gods.
It is the so-called ‘one temple within five miles, one view within ten miles’.
“So many…”
The looks of shock on several people's faces became even more intense.
I thought that the number of caves and nunneries in the mountains was astonishing, and most of them were secluded people. Unexpectedly, there were also an astonishing number of Taoist priests who had settled down.
To know.
The word "Luo Ji" seems simple, but it is not that difficult to do it.
Zhongnan Mountain is the holy land of Quanzhen Northern Sect.
Take Quanzhen as an example.
The first step is called conversion.
Only after conversion can one be a Taoist layman, that is, a believer, not a Taoist priest.
In fact, it is to find support in Taoism.
Take refuge in the Supreme Taoist Treasure, that is, the Supreme and Infinite Tao, and you can escape reincarnation forever.
Taking refuge in the supreme treasure of sutras, namely the thirty-six sutras, one can hear the true Dharma.
Take refuge in the treasure of the Supreme Master, the Great Master Xuanzhong, and you will be able to avoid evil views.
After completing this step, you need to do three years of asceticism in the temple without making any mistakes. Only then can you be given a crown and scarf, which is also called a 'little ordination'.
After the small ordination.
After that, the precepts are given and received, and the precepts-delivering lawyer, also known as the master, opens a forum to teach them.
Only by completing the entire process from conversion to ordination.
Only one can be regarded as a Quanzhen Taoist priest in the strict sense.
As for Zhengyiyi, it is slightly different.
After converting, it is necessary to pass on the deliverance, that is, the deliverance document is passed down to the Tianshi Mansion of the Han Dynasty in Longhu Mountain, which means that he has a name in the Patriarch's Mansion.
After the transmission, if you want to be further promoted to a Taoist mage, you still need to be conferred.
Only after receiving the righteous Dharma can one become a human being, be named Tiancao, and have a Taoist priesthood.
Only when the poems are played during the Zhaijiao ceremony can they be played in heaven and be blessed by the gods.
Whether it is Quanzhen or Zhengyi, only with the written document can one be considered settled.
Think of himself as a Taoist disciple.
I recognize it everywhere I go.
Not those fake Taoist priests in the world who are just trying to gain fame and reputation.
Especially those from the Fire Gate among the eight inner gates.
The most common thing is to use the name of a Taoist to sell some civil and martial fire arts and the activities of collecting supplements in the house.
What tonic pills, aphrodisiacs, even Fushou ointment and hibiscus ointment.
In fact, they are deceiving and abducting people under the guise of alchemy, alchemy, Fangzhongshu, and contract participation.
There are countless such people in the world.
You can see them everywhere in the city and in the countryside.
In the past, there were people from the Huomen who came to Chenjiazhuang, but they were caught and hanged by the villagers without Chen Yulou taking action, and they were almost beaten to death.
You can imagine how rampant these people are.
Wait...
Thinking of that past event.
Chen Yulou suddenly raised his eyes.
Out of the corner of his eye, he subconsciously glanced at the two brothers beside him.
It really needs to be discussed.
They are actually fake Taoist priests.
Although he wears Taoist robes and has a Taoist bun, he has not converted, has not been taught or received any precepts, and does not have a mountain gate to stay. He just uses his status as a Taoist to facilitate his travels in the world.
What's more, he still makes a living by fighting.
He was thinking about whether he should give a warning when he really encounters that kind of high road in the mountains. It would be better not to speak easily.
In case something happens.
It doesn’t end well.
After all, this is other people's territory now.
The two fake Taoist priests arrived at the door of their house. It was nice to meet such a master of Taoism and otherworldly people. In their eyes, all living beings are probably the same.
But if you have a bad temper.
Considered as a provocative move.
No matter how many times I open my mouth, I can’t explain it clearly.
"It looks like it will take at least a few hours to reach the top. Shopkeeper Chen, I don't think we can rest any longer. Are we going to go up the mountain in one go?"
I saw him standing under the ancient pine tree.
Looking at the rolling sea of clouds.
But he never mentioned going up the mountain.
The old foreigner, who was already feeling itchy, couldn't help but speak.
At this moment, he longed to get wings and reach the top of the mountain to take a look at the ancient temples
At this moment, they were still halfway up the mountain.
It has already taken an hour or two.
If we continue to stop and go like this, won’t it be dark on the next trip?
“That’s fine.”
Look back from above.
Chen Yulou nodded.
Without any further delay, the group walked along the mountain road, through the dense forest, until they passed Tianchi. The scenery suddenly became magnificent, with the white snow and black rocks reflecting an amazing contrast.
Go up further.
More than half an hour later.
A towering temple appeared in everyone's sight.
It’s just...
Looking at them from a distance, they all had strange expressions on their faces.
It is said to be a Taoist temple, but the outer wall is crimson, which is clearly a characteristic of Buddhist temples.
It is said to be a Buddhist temple, but on the final road leading to the temple, there are several archways and stone dragon pillars. This is a pattern unique to Confucian temples.
"Three religions in one?"
Yang Fang scratched his head. Even though he was well-informed, he couldn't help but be confused for a moment. He scratched the back of his head and his eyes subconsciously fell on Chen Yulou and Partridge Whistle. .
“It’s true.”
Chen Yulou took the words naturally.
“Since Jiang Ziya consecrated the gods at Baxiantai, Taibai Mountain has since become the world of Taoism, and countless people have practiced Taoism in the past dynasties.”
"The God of Guchun was worshiped in the Han Dynasty, and was classified as a Taoist sect during the Wei and Jin Dynasties. During the Tang Dynasty, Zhongnan Taoism reached its peak, and gradually declined until the Song and Yuan Dynasties."
"As for the prosperity of Buddhism, it can be traced back to the Northern Wei Dynasty when Buddhism was exterminated. Monks from Guanzhong fled here and gradually gained popularity. It was not until the Tang Dynasty that the Ximing Temple was built here for Master Xuanzang. By the time of Wu Xian, Taibai Mountain had become a holy place for Buddhism."
"In the words of Confucianism, We have to go back further. When Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty deposed all schools of thought and respected Confucianism, Confucius was revered as a saint. There are statues of Confucius in the temples in Taibai Mountain. "
"In the Tang Dynasty, Han Yu respected Confucianism. Pai Buddha visited Taibai Mountain many times, and the Wen Gong Temple on the mountain was actually built by him."
"For various reasons."
Chen Yulou smiled and spread his hands, "On Taibai Mountain, the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism coexist."
"It is not surprising that the Taibai Temple in front of you has the styles of the three schools at the same time."
In fact, it is not uncommon for three religions to coexist on the same mountain.
Nanyue Hengshan, Kongtong Mountain, Yuelu Mountain, and Youzi Mountain are all like this.
However, three religions and one temple are considered rare.
The Three Holy Temples in front of us is one of them.
In addition, the most famous one is Xuankong Temple, whose real name is Xuankong Pavilion.
There are both Sakyamuni Hall, Taiyi Hall and Sanjiao Hall.
It is truly the unity of the three religions.
“It is unheard of for three saints to live in the same temple and enjoy incense together. Come on, everyone, be sure to go in and take a look, and gain insights.”
I've heard this explanation.
Yang Fang rubbed his hands, already eager to try.
"You must take a look."
As he spoke.
The group passed through the archway group and saw the three ink characters of Sansheng Temple on the gate tower from a distance.
The pen moves the dragon and the snake.
The momentum is impressive. At first glance, it looks like it was made by a famous artist.
Outside the high gate, one on the left and one on the right, stand two stone lions. The carvings are even more lifelike, holding beads in their mouths and looking around, as if they are alive.
The stone beads in the mouth have been touched as smooth as a mirror.
A layer of faint green light is revealed under the stone skin.
"Hey, it's something from the Northern Song Dynasty, it's rare."
Yang Fang also stepped forward to touch it, and felt that the stone beads were as warm and moist as jade, with a delicate texture and a gentle nature.
He gave me a gentle push.
The stone beads suddenly turned back and forth in the mouth, making a clear sound.
"Why, you kid, do you still want to move it down the mountain?"
Seeing that he couldn't put it down, the old foreigner joked.
"No, this is the Taoist Holy Land, you kid, don't talk nonsense."
Yang Fang was startled.
How dare you touch it?
He walked to the door, grabbed the copper ring and knocked it gently.
Not long after, a Taoist boy opened the door from the inside and looked at the people curiously.
The mountain is closed due to heavy snow.
It has been a long time since any pilgrims came up the mountain.
And judging from their appearance, they don’t seem to be hermits in the mountains, and their identities are obviously unclear.
"Who are you looking for?"
"Xiao Zhenren, we are pilgrims at the foot of the mountain. We pass by the temple and come here to burn a stick of incense."
Chen Yulou cupped his hands and laughed softly.
The little Taoist boy was so frightened by the word "real person" that his face turned red and he waved his hands repeatedly.
“Just call me Qingxu.”
When he spoke, he seemed to be afraid that they would be difficult to understand, so he wrote on the snow with his hand, and then opened the door and stepped aside half a step.
"Since you are a pilgrim, come in."
"However, according to the rules of the temple, the mountain in the backyard is where the master practices, so please don't go there rashly."
Little Taoist Boy He is only four or five years old, but he is very articulate and has a good way of dealing with people.
It is estimated that the time spent in the mountains will not be short.
Chen Yulou nodded, "Don't worry, little Taoist priest, let's just take a look and we will abide by the rules."
While speaking.
A group of people entered one after another.
The Sansheng Temple was built during the Northern Song Dynasty, was destroyed by war, and rebuilt in the early Ming Dynasty.
However, Taoism has experienced several ups and downs, especially now in the Republic of China, where wars are everywhere. That is, the Changbai Peak of Zhongnan Mountain is okay, but most of the Qinling Mountains are occupied by mountain bandits.
This palace has been in disrepair for a long time and has long lost its former glory.
It all depends on the support of pilgrims.
Now, there is only one old Taoist and two or three young Taoists in the temple. In addition to Qingxu, he also has two senior brothers.
They are all picked up from the bottom of the mountain by experienced people.
People’s lives are worthless these days, and there are many frozen bones on the roadside.
Farmers at the foot of the mountain, or hungry people fleeing from famine, were unable to feed them, so they either sent them to wealthy families as slaves or as servants, or they found temples and temples and sent them to become monks and converts.
At least there is a way to survive.
However, although the Sansheng Temple is dilapidated, it is kept spotless.
The incense burner in the courtyard looks like it has not been burning incense for a long time.
A few people looked around.
I just felt cold and quiet.
Chen Yulou had a complicated look on his face. This is a Taoist holy land. One can imagine what other mountain gate temples are like. He gestured towards Kunlun behind him.
The latter understood immediately.
Take out a few silver coins and put them into the box.
Listening to the crisp ding-dong sound, Qingxu Taoist boy was obviously at a loss. Kunlun reminded him, and then he took out a handful of incense.
Then he took advantage of a few people to burn incense.
Jogging all the way to the backyard.
A few people burned incense and walked around casually.
There are three wooden bodies enshrined in the hall.
They are Taishang Taozu, Sakyamuni and Kong Shengren respectively.
Although they had guessed it a long time ago, Chen Yulou and others who saw this scene for the first time were still in a daze.
Not long after.
A seasoned man with white hair and beard who looked to be sixty or seventy years old came from the backyard.
I happened to bump into a few people coming out of the temple.
Chen Yulou thought about it for a moment, then he realized what he was doing and cupped his hands, "I have met the old Taoist priest."
"Old Taoist Mingya, I have met all the laymen."
"It turns out to be Taoist Master Mingya, whose name I have admired for a long time."
Chen Yulou nodded.
Subconsciously glanced at Lao Dao.
I just feel that he is tall and tall, and his eyes are piercing, but there is no agility or intelligence floating around him.
He should be a Qing cultivator.
"The weather is cold, please follow me to the backyard and have a cup of hot tea."
Mingya was copying and reading scriptures when he suddenly heard that there were distinguished guests coming to the door, just offering incense. He was given several pieces of ocean, how could he dare to delay.
Come all the way.
When they met, he finally realized that these people had deep eyes and extraordinary aura. At first glance, they were not ordinary people.
Especially there are two Taoists.
Just looking at their costumes, I couldn’t recognize the calendar.
Ming Ya did not dare to look down upon him and immediately made a gesture of invitation.
After pondering for a moment, Chen Yulou nodded.
It’s not that I really want to have a cup of hot tea, but I want to find out something from Taoist Master Mingya.
Several people behind him agreed.
They all caught up one after another.
Bypassing the main hall and entering the backyard, a few people saw that the yard was divided into two parts on the left and right by a bluestone path in the middle, surrounded by fences, and there were signs of plowing on the land.
“It is a miserable life in the temple.”
“Plant some vegetables in spring and summer.”
Seemingly seeing the doubts among several people, Master Mingya explained with a smile.
No embarrassment at all.
While speaking, he reached out and pushed open a wooden door and invited several people in.
The house was empty.
There is only one coffee table and one desk.
After inviting a few people to sit down.
Old Taoist Mingya was not idle either. Together with Qingxu, he brought firewood from the kitchen, lit the fire pit, fetched a pot of water from the bottom of the well, and boiled water for tea.
Chen Yulou looked even more confused.
I saw those hermits in the mountains along the way. I guess life in the mountains is the same on weekdays.
In addition to practicing, practicing swordsmanship, and reading books, you also have to farm, otherwise it will be difficult to walk on the mountain. After all, you must live before you can seek immortality.
Not long after.
There was a boiling sound coming from the copper kettle.
Qing Xu found a few tea cups and put some tea leaves one by one. After brewing, he handed it to several people. After doing all this, he stood carefully behind the master.
"The rough tea in the mountains is really neglectful."
The old Taoist looked apologetic.
Their masters and apprentices picked this tea in the mountains and roasted it themselves. On weekdays, when pilgrims come to the mountains, they have bowls of hot water to drink.
Chen Yulou naturally doesn't care about this.
Pick up the tea cup, gently blow away the foam, and take a sip.
Taste it carefully.
First the astringent taste hits the tip of the tongue, and then a hint of sweetness slowly returns, which is surprisingly not bad.
Seeing that he didn't look like he was faking it, the old Taoist secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Chen Yulou started with tea, astronomy and geography, Taoism and Buddhist scriptures, plus what he saw along the way, and talked eloquently, which made several people around him express admiration.
That's him.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t know how to speak.
After chatting for a while, seeing Master Mingya’s eyes drifting towards Brother Partridge Sentinel, Chen Yulou changed the subject and asked before him.
"To be honest with Taoist Master Mingya, our trip to Zhongnan Mountain is actually to seek immortals and Taoists, and we want to meet real people."
"It's just that there are too many Taoist temples and palaces on Changbai Mountain, and there is no way to start. Please give me some advice. The Taoist priest reminded me, I don’t know where to go to meet someone who really cultivates the high road on the mountain.”
After hearing this.
Ming Ya believed 70% to 80% in an instant.
Looking at their clothes, temperament and conversation, they are not only sons of aristocratic families, but also heirs of poetry and calligraphy, and their vision is far beyond that of ordinary people.
Now that the mountain is closed due to heavy snow, you can still climb to the top.
The key point is that there is not even much dust and mud on them.
How could he be an ordinary person?
Only these people, who do not have to work hard for three meals a day and struggle in the world, have the leisure to visit famous mountains and rivers and seek immortality and Taoism.
Thoughts flashed through my mind.
Old Taoist Mingya stroked the white beard on his chin, thought for a moment, and then spoke.
“When it comes to the true cultivation of Taoism, the first class is naturally Zhang Zhenren from Doumu Palace.”
“A few years ago, Emperor Guangxu and Lafayette went to Chang’an, and there was a severe drought in Guanzhong. , it was Zhang Zhenzhen who prayed for rain and relieved the great disaster. He erected a stele and a stone to commend him for his work. He also gave him a jade crown and purple robe and conferred the title of Zhishen Dao..." (End of this chapter)
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