"The second one is Chunyang Gongzhaohu." "
"Then there is the old master who makes medicine in Yaowang Temple. It is said that he is over a hundred years old and has been making medicine in the temple all his life. No one knows how deep he is. "< br>
"In addition...Laojun, Jade Emperor, and the old masters of the Iron Armor Temple are all experts in Taoism. I have heard their names when I went up the mountain."
Mingya's Taoism is like a treasure trove of treasures.
He went up the mountain from the age of five.
It has been almost sixty years since I became a disciple of Taoist Donghua.
Although there is no true Taoist inheritance in the Sansheng Temple, he only serves the three saints' Dharma, reads and meditates, and practices quietly. But after so many years, he has visited many high Taoists on the mountain.
"So many..."
Listening to his talk, he listed a few.
The people sitting around the fire couldn't help but feel shocked, and there was a hint of surprise in their expressions.
I just feel that this trip up the mountain is really worth it.
Especially the top three, Zhidao Zhenren, Zhaohu Zhenren and Yao Taoist, just by describing them in a few words, the images seem to be conjured up in their minds.
"Excuse me, Taoist Master, Chen. I have one more question."
"Can these real people meet the guests?"
Chen Yulou sat up straight and asked seriously.
Listen to him asking.
The four members of the Partridge Whistle also subconsciously sat up straight. The old foreigner's hand that was about to lift the tea cup was hanging in the air.
"This..."
Ming Ya was stunned for a moment.
to be honest.
Since sealing the mountain, he has not been out for a long time.
On weekdays, I just meditate, sweep the dust and light incense, and then stare at the homework of Qingxu and his three brothers.
At most, a pilgrim comes into the temple to ask for a fortune-teller and asks him to explain it.
“This old Taoist is not sure, but...if any layman wants to visit the mountain, the old Taoist can recommend you.”
Mingya gritted his teeth.
He has been in the mountains for so many years, visiting the temples of the three sects, but they are still a little thin.
Hear the words.
A few people couldn't help but look at each other.
The eyes met.
The surprise was written on his face.
From what we have seen along the way, we know that it is difficult to see the hermit in the mountains, and it is even harder to see the real person in the temple.
If there is an old Taoist from Mingya who can recommend me on my behalf.
The difficulty level has undoubtedly dropped a lot.
“I still don’t know, Master Chen, who would you like to visit?”
Yang Fang was stunned, "Ah? Taoist Priest Mingya, can't we all meet him?"
The expressions of surprise on the faces of the Partridge Sentinel brothers on the side also froze for a moment.
Looking at Taoist Mingya, there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.
"No."
Mingya waved his hand, "The real people are getting older and rarely go down the mountain. They either practice meditation in the temple or live in retreat in the cave. ”
"The old Taoist doesn't know how many people he can meet."
"That's why I first asked, among the laymen who have come all the way, are there any real people who have made a special trip to see them?"
"So that's it... ..."
Yang Fang, who understood the cause and effect, could not help but blush.
Just.
How could he know which one of these real people it was better to visit?
Subconsciously turned his attention to Chen Yulou.
The same goes for the people next to me.
"Please allow me to think about it, Master Taoist."
Chen Yulou also knows.
This matter will eventually fall on you.
Tell the truth.
Among the three real people, the one he wanted to meet the most was the one from Chunyang Palace.
After all, Chunyang Palace is Lu Zu’s dojo.
The best swordsman in the world.
Before Wudang Zhang Sanfeng was born, whenever anyone mentioned the Sword Immortal, the first thing people thought of was Lu Dongbin.
Come with the wind and sword to eliminate demons in the world.
It can be said to be his true portrayal.
Today, I suddenly decided to climb a mountain. In addition to Dongtian, I also came here for Lu Zu.
He benefited a lot from a sword-solving stone in Kuanglu Mountain Immortal Cave.
It can be said that after more than a thousand years, he was benefited from Lu Zuze.
In the Taoist world, there are countless Shanmen factions.
But when it comes to the prowess of swordsmanship, there is no one better than the Sword Immortal Sect.
I have been practicing swordsmanship for so long, and I have also killed demons. Now that I am passing through Chunyang Temple and have the opportunity to meet the direct descendant of the sword immortal, I naturally want to come and ask for advice in person.
Of course.
besides.
It’s because Lu Zu has so many legends about him.
It is said that Lu Zu, whose original name was Lu Yan, was a Confucian scholar. At the age of forty, he met Master Huo Long and taught him swordsmanship. In just a few years, he became a master of swordsmanship.
However, the thought of seeking fame has never stopped in his heart.
Finally.
In the third year of Xiantong, Lu Zu got his wish and became a Jinshi.
But only one local official was granted the title.
Moreover, he was a dignified man, disdained to follow the crowd, and couldn't stand the darkness of Vanity Fair. He was still depressed until he was in his sixties.
Plus it’s a time of troubled times.
The current situation is turbulent.
So he resolutely hung up his seal and left with his wife.
Two caves in the north and south were chosen in Zhongnan Mountain.
Living far away from his wife, they each lived in seclusion to practice cultivation.
The next year, he met Zhong Liquan from Xianyang and taught him the alchemy method.
You must know that before this, the Taoist Danding sect advocated taking elixirs, swallowing medicine and swallowing gold and stones, also known as the Waidan sect.
since him.
Taoism just began to specialize in inner alchemy.
Qi Hai Dantian, a pool of water and fire, smelting the golden elixir.
This is the most common path of cultivation in Taoism today.
Qi refining, foundation building, golden elixir.
It’s not that Lu Zu has perfected it, I’m afraid that so far, Taoist practice has been missing an important path.
Emotion and reason.
He wanted to visit Chunyang Palace first.
As for the second candidate.
He was more curious about the old man who had been making medicine at Yaowang Temple all his life.
This kind of humble Taoist.
Compared with the jade crown and purple robe ordered by the previous dynasty, it is more mysterious.
Of course...
Whether we can see him or not is another question.
“Let’s go to Chunyang Palace first.”
Thinking of this.
Chen Yulou tapped his fingers lightly on the coffee table, looked at Taoist Mingya, and smiled warmly.
"Chunyang Palace..."
Mingya raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was a little unexpected.
After all, it’s normal.
To visit the real person on the mountain, Doumu Palace is naturally the first place to visit.
Even though several years have passed since the fall of the Qing Dynasty, in such a remote place, the weight of the four words "imperial gift from the imperial court" is still extremely shocking.
Furthermore, the Taoists on the mountain seem to be under the jurisdiction of the County Taoist Association. In fact, the people of the Taoist Association have to meet and discuss with Master Zhang before making decisions.
“No way?”
Seeing Mingya’s expression of hesitation.
Chen Yulou couldn't help but ask.
“No, no, that’s not the case.” After coming back to his senses, the old Taoist Mingya waved his hands repeatedly, “Although Chunyang Palace also belongs to Taibai Mountain, it is actually located on the east side of Aoshan Mountain.”
"If Master Chen really wants to visit, he has to take a detour."
"What do you mean by the old Taoist, why not go to the top of the mountain first?"
The Sansheng Temple is located on the shoulder of the mountain, which just separates the The bottom of the mountain and the top of the mountain.
According to his plan.
It is quite convenient to visit Zhenren Zhang of Doumu Palace first, and then leave from his place to go to Sanguan Palace, Laojun, Jade Emperor, Chunyang and Iron Armor Temples.
However, since Chen Yulou has his own plans.
He won’t refuse either.
Just explain the pros and cons, as well as the route location first.
Otherwise... wouldn't it be a waste of time?
"Is that so?"
Seeing him wet his fingers and draw a simple map of the distribution of Taoist palaces on the mountain on the coffee table, Chen Yulou's eyes flashed, "Then go first How about Yaowang Temple? ""...Okay!"
Mingya Lao Dao also understood now.
This layman Chen was obviously determined to avoid Master Zhang.
In this case, it is not convenient for him to say more.
As for the Partridge Whistle and others, they are even more enlightened.
After all, I have been with Chen Yulou for so long, and I still don’t know his personality. He seems gentle and casual, but he often believes in things that there is no room for change.
As for why we went to Chunyang Palace first.
Several people knew it very well.
Kuanglu Mountain, Xianren Cave, Lu Zu’s Swordsmanship.
These alone are enough.
Next, Master Mingya first asked Qingxu to make preparations, while he continued to entertain the group in the study.
A bowl of tea.
Qingxu, who left and returned, was carrying a bamboo basket on his back.
There are dry food, water, bamboo hats, and big-breasted robes.
Obviously prepared for Mingya Lao Dao.
After all, I am getting older, and it is winter again, and it is especially cold in the mountains.
"Everyone, follow me."
He made a gesture of invitation.
Mingya Laodao led a group of people and set out from the temple gate in the backyard.
Walking around a quiet pond, bamboo forest and pine mountain.
The feeling of seclusion and darkness disappeared all at once.
Walking on the path along the cliff.
Next to you is the vast sea of clouds, and the warm light falls on the mountain tops. The strange peaks, dangerous cliffs, the sky, and the snow covering the mountains and forests create an amazing picture.
Across the sea of clouds.
Taoist temples are scattered among the cliffs and stone walls.
The golden light is dazzling.
It feels like a fairy palace in the clouds.
It was exactly what they saw when they looked up at the foot of the mountain before.
"Everyone, just walk through Yunchi."
Mingya Lao Dao raised his finger and pointed.
Although he is old, has white beard and hair, and looks thin and old, he does not feel too tired all the way through the mountain road, and his legs and feet are quite agile.
As for Qingxu on the side.
The little guy was full of yang energy, and there was actually sweat on his forehead.
However, the backpack behind him was picked up by Kunlun as early as when he set off.
For Qingxu, it was almost as tall as a person with the basket on his back, making it quite inconvenient to move. But in Kunlun's hands, it was like a child's toy.
“It’s almost time.”
Chen Yulou nodded.
My eyes swept over the cloud pool on the edge of the cliff below me. The light smoke was misty and the white mist was rising. I felt as if I was walking among the cloud tops. The person I was visiting on this trip was not a Taoist real person, but an immortal in the sky.
He was so shocked.
Not to mention Yang Fang and the others.
They didn’t dare to speak loudly, as if they were afraid of disturbing the people in heaven.
As for the Partridge Whistle, I now fully understood what Chen Yulou said before. Once over the shoulder of the mountain, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth is completely different.
It’s no wonder that the Taibai Mountain caves are divided into upper, middle and lower caves.
The spiritual energy here is several times that of the Truth-Seeking Cave.
The Taoist temple on the mountain has a complete inheritance, how can those hermits compare?
"Taoist Master Mingya, let me help you walk."
Averted his gaze.
Looking at the mountain road ahead, it can be said to be extremely steep. If an ordinary person stands on the edge of the cliff and looks down, he will feel fear and his limbs will tremble.
Although the old Taoist priest said his legs and feet were not bad.
But after all, I am old.
Moreover, the cold wind blowing up from the cloud pool on the cliff is howling like thunder. If you are not careful, the consequences will be disastrous.
“No need to.”
"The old Taoist can still walk."
The old Taoist Mingya was startled, obviously he didn't expect this, he waved his hand and said with a smile.
“During this period, I was busy sorting out the classics in Guanzhong and preparing for the Spring Society Festival next month. I didn’t walk around in the mountains much, otherwise... I would also walk around all the time.”
He trailed off.
Qingxu also had a sullen face and echoed seriously.
"That's right, the master still has to look for mountain treasures and wild tea. We often go to this place."
Hearing this.
Chen Yulou can’t say much.
It’s just a matter of concentration.
Make sure that if something happens, you can help in time.
A few people rested for a while and continued on their way despite the cold wind. Fortunately, there were no problems along the way. As Mingya Laodao said, this mountain road was nothing to him.
As soon as you enter the ancient building complex.
The look of shock on everyone’s faces never disappeared.
Looking around, I let out a few exclamations from time to time.
Almost every Taoist temple bears the mark of time, which is mottled, vicissitudes of life, ancient and heavy, making people feel solemn without even realizing it.
Even if you are mentally prepared.
But it’s still hard to conceal the shock when you are actually there.
Especially Chen Yulou. Although it was his first time here, the hermit in Zhongnan Mountain was exposed in his previous life, which attracted huge attention. He also checked a lot of strategies.
I even thought that if things didn’t go well at work, I might just pack up my bed and go live in seclusion in the mountains.
That’s why he knows Zhongnan Mountain well.
But the Changbai Mountain he saw was more than a hundred years away from what he saw before him.
Wars, banditry, and several wars.
Many ancient temples were destroyed.
Exists only in old photos.
But at this moment, they are really appearing in front of you. That feeling is really difficult to describe in words.
"Qingxu, knock on the door."
After passing several ancient temples, Taoist Mingya stopped and ordered to Qingxu.
The little Taoist boy nodded.
After adjusting his Taoist robes, he walked to the gate of Yaowang Temple solemnly, stood on his tiptoes, pulled the copper ring and tapped lightly a few times.
Not long after.
There was a creaking sound, and a little head popped out from behind the door. When he saw the person outside the door, the figure was surprised.
"Qingxu...why is it you?"
"Ahem." Qingxu winked at him repeatedly, and then the latter noticed that a group of people were waiting outside.
"By the order of my master, I came here specifically to pay homage to the old master today."
Qingxu bowed and his voice was clear.
"Oh, okay...I'll go and invite the old man."
Xiao Daocheng was similar to him in age, and it seemed that the two of them were quite familiar with each other.
After reacting, he returned the gift seriously with a straight face.
While talking.
Open the door and invite a group of people inside.
Walk through the courtyard.
The layout is similar to that of Sansheng Temple, with three entrances in front and back. The only difference is that the incense in Yaowang Temple is obviously much better, at least it does not look too shabby.
The gold and colorful paintings on the beams have not peeled off badly.
The floor paved with blue bricks is spotless.
There is a statue of Medicine King enshrined in the hall.
It was almost exactly the same as the jade statue they saw in the dew pavilion under Pingshan Mountain that day.
Sun Simiao, the king of medicine, also lived in seclusion at Changbai Peak.
In addition, Taiyi is also called Yaoshan.
For thousands of years, the temple has been filled with incense.
A few people were waiting in front of the temple.
A few moments later.
The little Taoist boy brought an old Taoist priest and came from the back of the temple.
Wearing the most common Taoist gown, her white hair was casually pulled into a bun behind her head, and her sleeves were rolled up. Before the person arrived, a scent of medicine had already hit her face.
It seems that he was making medicine in the back hall before.
“Mingya has met the old master!”
See someone coming.
Master Mingya squeezed his hands and bowed to him as a big salute.
And Chen Yulou and several others.
The eyes quickly fell on Lao Dao.
Then, everyone’s eyes showed surprise.
Because...
They noticed a very familiar inspiration in Lao Dao.
Looking at the fluctuations in the aura, it is clear that the foundation of the Tao has been built. (End of this chapter)