There are thirty-six caves and seventy-two blessed places in Taoism. In the past, the nine-doumi sect of the old god Ma Cheng framed "The Picture of Clouds and Palaces" was the most popular. At that time, Longhu Mountain was only listed as the twenty-sixth blessed place of Taoism. There is no hole in the sky, which seems to be much inferior to Wudang Mountain, but since it became the ancestral home of Taoism, Longhu Mountain has a celestial master named Zhao sitting in the celestial master's mansion to perform and teach, and it has been hereditary Taoism for forty generations. All celestial masters can be conferred by imperial imperial decree. In addition to being granted the title of celestial master, they must also be officials of the first and second grades.
This generation of great celestial master Zhao Danxia became the national teacher together with the great sacrificial wine of Shangyin Academy. The previous generation of celestial masters was only in charge of the Taoist affairs in the south of the Yangtze River. This generation is in charge of the world's Taoist religious affairs. , won the reputation of Yuyi Qingxiang.
Xiaoyao Temple is a small temple on Longhu Mountain, with a small population, not to mention incense, probably because the Tianshi Mansion can't stand it, because the oldest Taoist temple on this mountain is short of rice and cooking, so it can only give some relief every month Yinliang, Xiaoyao Temple did not belong to the Daoist Temple of Longhu Mountain. It was transferred to the Tianshi Mansion in the first two generations. So far, there is no Buddhist temple in Longhu Mountain, and even the small old temple like Xiaoyao Temple cannot support it. The Taoist priests taught by Yu Zhengyi have all moved out of Longhu Mountain one after another, which is quite different from Wudang Mountain, which is very tolerant.
At this moment, there is an old Taoist surnamed Zhao living in Xiaoyao Temple, Zhao Xituan. If outsiders hear it for the first time, they will not take it seriously, and regard it as an old guy who entered the dragon and tiger without ambition. There are three celestial masters surnamed Zhao living in the Tianshi mansion of Longhu Mountain. The Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain in the mansion is the leader of this "Tao Capital". This generation of dragon and tiger masters is the Dan character generation, and the descending order is Jing, Ning, Ling, Jing and Guan.
In the temple, the old Taoist Zhao Xituan looked at the hawthorns that had been blown by the wind, sun, snow, and rain all over the yard.
The withered and yellow boy squatted in the courtyard, looking a little embarrassed.
The old Taoist priest is by the side, today is a bright and warm day, the most suitable for the hero to mention the bravery of the past, and said leisurely: "Dragon elephant, I like to entertain landscapes when I was young, and I know gossip at a young age. I don’t read the book, I was born in the world, the old ancestors on the mountain loved me so much, but the master didn’t care about the false name of this gentleman in feather clothes, he wandered around for more than thirty years before returning to the mountain, hey, he also did some scripture teaching at the foot of the mountain The matter of granting seal seals to cure diseases and prevent disasters was almost invited by the old emperor to the palace to talk about Huang Laoshu. Although many people in Tianshi's mansion have been to the capital and entered the palace, that is because they are also surnamed Zhao , is different from being a teacher, being a teacher does not rely on this surname for food, and his reputation can reach heaven."
"Dragon Elephant, don't look at the hawthorn, talk to Wei Shi a few words, chatter chatter, master and apprentice can't speak a few words every day, it's shameless, outsiders think Wei Shi doesn't care about you."
"Disciple, why don't you teach your ancestors the 'Dream Spring and Autumn' that was only passed on to me back then. This is a Taoist fairy art that my arrogant nephew has never understood. As a teacher, you can keep this happy view. This dream is spring and autumn. This mentality is not worse than that of Wudang Dahuangting. As a teacher, I can sleep for three years now, and my ancestors are still good. …”
Seeing the young man's expressionless face, the old Taoist felt that the self-talk was a bit boring, so he yawned and felt drowsy. He only bent his left foot on the ground, resting his right foot on his left leg, resting his chin with one hand , Turning his head to sleep soundly. The old Taoist didn't have a chair or stool under his buttocks, but his figure dangled around, but he didn't fall over.
I saw that the hand of this old Taoist of Longhushan Xi's generation resting on his cheek was like holding a sword formula, and the fingers of his left hand were like hooks. He pinched the Chongyang Ziwu formula. , Shigen lies high and forgets his years. No blankets, no quilts, the sky and the earth are made of beds and the moon is covered. Thunderbolts strike Mount Tai, thousands of feet of sea water falls into the sky, Lilong screams ghosts and gods, and I was sleeping soundly at that time... "
Outside the courtyard, stood a young Taoist priest wearing a noble yellow Taoist robe. He closed his eyes and stood still. .The true energy floats in the Danchi, and the divine water surrounds the five inner circles. Call Jiading, summon all spirits, my god comes out of the nine palaces, and swims freely in the blue green. Watching the sea in a dream, and lifting yin and yang in the smoke, I don’t know that five hundred years have passed outside the spring and autumn... "
Seeing that the old Taoist priest around him was dozing off there, but refused to leave, Xu Longxiang got up and left the courtyard. The Xiaoyao Temple is not at the top of the mountain, but at the foot of the mountain. Seeing the Qinglong River wrapped around the mountains like a jasper belt, Xu Longxiang walked to the bank of the stream and stared at the two bamboo rafts tied to the bank in a daze.
The young man in the yellow Taoist robe stood proudly by the stream, and said with a sneer, "Fool surnamed Xu, fortunately Master Xi taught you how to sleep in Spring and Autumn. Do you understand? If you don't understand, go back to Beiliang as soon as possible. Longhu Mountain is not like you. A place where fools can stay."
Xu Longxiang ignored it and just stared at the stream in a daze.
Although the young Taoist priest with a mysterious face sneered, he was a little far away from Huang Man'er. Last time he came to Xiaoyaoguan to visit his ancestors, he accidentally stepped on a hawthorn, and was almost chased by this fool from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. He was extremely embarrassed. It made many Taoist sisters and aunts on the mountain laugh for a long time, which is a great shame.
But he could see that the fool was afraid of water.
Seeing that Xu Longxiang finally turned his head, the young Taoist priest floated towards the bamboo raft, and with a light tap of his toes, the bamboo raft slowly slid to the other side of the creek. move.
Standing on a bamboo raft were five or six literati who came to Longhu Mountain to explore secluded areas and seek immortals. Seeing this mysterious scene, they were all amazed.
The Taoist laughed and said, "Huang Man'er, come here if you have the ability. I heard that you have two older sisters, one of whom behaves dissolutely, and the other for fame."
Xu Longxiang remained indifferent.
The Taoist continued to taunt: "You still have a brother? It is said that the princess died because of this unworthy son?"
Xu Longxiang raised his head suddenly.
The Taoist smiled and said, "Come on, I'll wait for you."
Xu Longxiang, who was squatting, did not stand up completely, bent forward like a leopard, and rushed to the bank of the stream in an instant, but instead of jumping into the stream, he stepped on the front of the bamboo raft, and immediately gave the wide and strong bamboo raft to the ground. Pry it out of the water and stand upright!
With one hand like a knife, he cut off the thick rope that held the bamboo raft together, and with both hands supported, the bamboo raft was torn to pieces.
He quickly picked up the wreckage of the bamboo raft and was thrown out by Xu Longxiang.
Just the sound pierced the eardrums, like a tiger roaring.
It's so powerful, it's obvious.
Arrows rained down.
The Taoist priest in yellow was flustered. No matter how he moved, he couldn't escape the bamboo arrows. He tried his best to miss some bamboos, and the arrows exploded as soon as they entered the stream.
I saw the stream around the Taoist priest splashing like a fountain.
When the last stick of bamboo hit his face, the young Taoist had almost resigned himself to his fate.
A middle-aged Taoist priest in the same yellow Taoist robe was born out of nowhere and floated to the bamboo raft, with his left hand behind his waist and his right hand stuck to the bamboo. On the surface, the waves were calm, but the bamboo raft retreated rapidly. When the movement stopped, the middle-aged Nian Taoist has already shot the bamboo back at Xu Longxiang, who is number one in physical strength.