"Alas......"

After Zhang Jintong finished speaking, he sighed faintly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It is the same sigh, and different people sigh and have different meanings. Zhang Jintong is not a real celestial master, he was only supported by the above, and the previous celestial masters had to be canonized by the imperial court in order to be regarded as orthodox, but in modern society, the official head is canonized for you to play?

So his identity has always been very embarrassing, of course, he has presided over the Heavenly Master's Mansion for many years, and his majesty has existed, and a low voice was squeezed out of that rough and hoarse throat, like sadness, which made everyone tremble in unison.

And then, the tone of the old Tao changed again, and it actually brought a strange sense of excitement: "I came to you today, there are three things. One is to observe the ceremony, and the other is to rewrite the sect general book, I will report on the association, twenty-four to six, we are the only remaining mountain gate of Zhengyi. ”

He paused, and the excitement was revealed like a snake, and said, "The third thing, when you go back this time, you must select the outstanding disciples in the sect and enter the capital soon!"

Buzz!

The room was like a fierce fire boiling water, first it was boiling, then the sound became louder and louder, and finally it was stirred together.

"I don't understand what you mean. Wu Songbai said.

"What do you mean by this excellent disciple?" Li Jing said.

One is the host of the Maoshan faction, and the other is the host of the Lingbao faction, and the Heavenly Master Dao is called the Fu Qi Three Mountains, just like the relationship between sworn brothers. These two people also represent everyone's thoughts.

Zhang Miaoxian also sneered at the right time, saying: "Since you have brought us here, you can say it openly if you have something to say, why bother to make a fuss?"

"The meaning is very simple, it's time for us to show off our family......"

Zhang Jintong swept the audience, his yellow thin face was straight, and he spit out a sentence slowly and forcefully: "You old cultivators, the Dao Fa is now in the world!"

Rumble!

If it was boiling water just now, it is now fried. Except for Wang Ruoxu and Tan Chongdai, the remaining fifteen sect masters were all surprised, shocked, and incredulous.

Let's say that although the religious world is frantically moving towards commercialization, some things are eternal. These inheritances, which have lasted for thousands of years, have gone through calamities, and can still have a little afterglow left, are the foundation of Daomen's unshakable.

Why should a person be a monk and keep his life pure? It's not that he has a certain yearning in his heart, and he is too empty for immortality, strength, and arrogance......

Therefore, the big factions like Qingwei and Lingbao have been clearly divided by the previous hosts. They divided their disciples into two types, one was used to make money, and then the most astute ones were selected as the next presiding officers to cultivate. Because you have to deal with the world, with the government, to ensure the longevity of the sect.

And the other, which is naturally sincere, is about one thousandth, or even one in ten thousand. These disciples are like treasures, hidden and tucked away by various sects, and never exposed.

It's all for the sake of continuing the Taoist system, but the former is face, and the latter is lining.

Since the Ming Dynasty, the aura has begun to deplete significantly, and it has quickly entered the era of the end of the law. In the following hundreds of years, countless people sought the truth of the Tao, and countless people gave up halfway, thinking that it was the nonsense of their ancestors and that there was no Taoism at all.

The very few who remained, also bordering on despair, only persisted with a little thought.

And at this moment, in this Shangqing Palace, someone actually said in front of him: The Tao is in the world!

"You, are you serious?"

Xue Mingxin, who was in his eighties, suddenly stood up and pointed at Zhang Jintong tremblingly, his old eyes were extremely sharp, staring at each other, for fear that he would deny himself in the next second.

"Don't dare to say anything, take it seriously!"

Xue Ming's heart is extremely high, and Zhang Jintong also hurriedly got up and gave a deep salute.

"Where did you get this news from?"

"Is there any real evidence?"

"Half of our old guys are in the ground, I can't stand your joke!"

Others also listened and asked with different expressions, Zhang Jintong stretched out his hands, pressed downward, and said, "I have no basis for what I say, let's see for yourself." ”

As he spoke, he turned on the large display screen behind him, and as soon as the picture flashed, a young man's figure was reflected.

Well?

Everyone was wondering, only to see the man pinching his fingers and shouting, "Disease!"

Bang!

A huge black shadow suddenly jumped out and landed on the ground. The young man pointed again, and the black shadow jumped into the forest, and with a stretch of his hands, ten sharp claws poked out, glowing with a dark light.

Boom!

This thing is like a raging wild beast, raging wildly in the forest, its claws sweeping back and forth, those trees and rocks are like cutting tofu, the branches are broken and the leaves are flying, and the rocks are cracking.

Then, the young man drank again: "Collect!"

The black shadow suddenly jumped back and stood there motionless, the fierceness and smell of blood on its body seemed to rush to everyone through the screen.

"It's ......"

Wu Songbai saw that he was in a cold sweat, and suddenly exclaimed: "This is the alchemy of Xia Mao Mountain?"

"It's really like alchemy!"

Wang Ruoxu was rhythmic in time, and exclaimed: "But I heard that the conditions for refining corpses are extremely harsh, and they have not been recorded for hundreds of years, could it be fake?"

"No, no, this bone can't be wrong, and the appearance and form can't be wrong. If I'm not mistaken, this corpse should be in the Iron Corpse Realm!"

As the two of them discussed, the picture turned dark again, and the conference room seemed to be still vibrating with the aftermath of the moment.

“……”

Everyone was silent, but they believed nine points.

And Zhang Jintong looked left and right, and briefly introduced: "This person's name is Li Suchun, born in the 72nd Lower Courtyard of Maoshan Mountain, and the master has died." ”

"And where is he now?" said Zhang Miaoxian.

Zhang Jintong glanced at him with a subtle expression: "Beijing." ”

Capital!

As soon as these two words came out, everyone present understood. To put it simply, this is called learning to become a literary and martial artist, and selling it to the emperor's family. As long as you nod your head, there are a lot of resources that are tilted towards you.

Whether it is the Lei Fa of the Qingwei faction or the talisman of the Maoshan faction, there is hope for it to reappear.

After a short period of hesitation, everyone made up their minds firmly, and a great opportunity was ahead, even though there were constraints and obstacles, just one sentence: Do you want this way or not?

What's more, even if they refuse, can they refuse? So after thinking about it, everyone adjusted their emotions and turned to some more practical questions:

"Is there a limit to the number of places for each faction?"

"None, the more the merrier. ”

"What if I don't have disciples?"

"You can go on your own, and you don't treat everyone equally. ”

"What else do you want us to do besides disciples?"

"Not yet. ”

"Jintong ......"

Xue Mingxin, the eldest, was silent, as if he was thinking about something, and suddenly spoke: "The same is true over there?"

“……”

The room was quiet for a moment, Zhang Jintong frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, Baiyun Guan must also be holding a Dharma meeting, and the information we received should be almost the same." ”

He paused, and then said, "Fellow cultivators, since you are all here, I will talk about it. Our two factions have been fighting for more than 1,000 years, fighting for the unification of the world in the past, and now fighting for official treatment. And this reappearance of the Dao, I think it is a God-given opportunity, a calamity, a disaster or a blessing, all by ability, we must fight.

You go back first, there are still a few days to think about it, and on the first of next month, let your candidates come to Longhu Mountain again!"

…………

Jiangzhou, Qionglong Mountain.

Tan Chongdai meditated in the quiet room for a while, but suddenly sighed, feeling uneasy. He simply stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the old tree in the courtyard.

In June, the vegetation in the south of the Yangtze River is extremely prosperous.

The old tree has grown for decades and is still lush. And on the wall next to the tree, at some point, an extra vine appeared, like a small waterfall hanging down from the sky, as if flowing green.

This tree was planted by his father, but the vine was not long born.

He looked at them, and suddenly felt that time was changing, and it was staggering.

It is said that after Tan Chongdai participated in the Dharma meeting and returned to the Taoist temple, he was in a very complicated and excited state. He already knew about it, but this time it was promoted by the government, led by Longhushan, and the whole Daomen participated...... The meaning is extraordinary.

He is already in his sixties, and he is still the sect leader of a faction, and it will be a bit embarrassing if he goes with the disciples of other sects. However, he had never doubted his desire to be the Tao, and he had decided to give this old bone a fight.

……

Songjiang, Taiqing Palace.

Xue Mingxin sat upright in the quiet room, his posture was upright, and he did not look sluggish at all. He is eighty-seven years old this year, and he is thirteen years old, and he is almost the same history as Xia Guo.

Across from him, kneeling respectfully and respectfully were two men, one in his thirties and the other in his early sixties. The younger ones had delicate faces and did not dare to say more, but the older ones were full of sorrow and said repeatedly:

"Master, please be merciful!"

"Master, why can my junior brother go, but I can't?"

"Master......"

He begged for a while, and Xue Mingxin finally said: "You are old and have limited qualifications. I don't have much to live for, I wanted you to take over as the host, but you don't know what the future holds, I'm afraid that I will mistake my cultivation and myself. ”

"Master!"

The man kowtowed nine times in a row and cried: "I have been worshipping under your door since I was a child, and I have been begging for the Tao hard, and now that the opportunity is ahead, even if I break my head and body, I will give it a try." ”

"Alas......"

Xue Mingxin saw that the eldest apprentice was like this, and he couldn't bear it after all, and sighed: "That's it, you guys will go together and go down." ”

……

Jurong, Maoshan Daoyuan.

The predecessor of Maoshan was the Shangqing faction, which originated in the Han Dynasty and was officially established in the Tao Hongjing period of the Southern Dynasty. Therefore, the title between the Daomen is usually named in front of it, which is Shangqing Maoshan Mountain.

In the Ming Dynasty, the Quanzhen faction went south, and the Longmen faction founded by Qiu Chuji captured Maoshan Mountain, forming a situation where the five views were transmitted to the whole truth and the three palaces were transmitted to the one.

Later, in the Xia Dynasty, the five views and three palaces were merged, collectively referred to as the Maoshan Taoist Academy, and the Zhengyi faction was transmitted. There is also a Qianyuan view, which is Kun Dao (female Taoist cultivation field, preaching the true dragon sect.

At this time, in a quiet room of the Taoist Academy, a young man in his twenties stood in it, with a calm and flamboyant bearing. Opposite him was Wu Songbai.

"Did you hear it clearly?" asked Wu Songbai.

"The disciple is clear. ”

"But what do you think?"

"The disciple will definitely show what he has learned and reproduce the prestige of my Maoshan Mountain. "The young man was concise and to the point.

"Haha, well, it's not in vain for so many years of teaching!"

Wu Songbai was extremely happy and stroked his long hair.

There's no way, although Quanzhen and Zhengyi are juxtaposed, but Quanzhen is obviously better mixed. Because they are theoretical, Wang Chongyang advocates the integration of the three religions, self-cultivation, precepts, and the transformation of the world.

This is a great good citizen, which is conducive to the education of the imperial court, so he can be in charge of the world's Taoism.

But Zhengyi is an export sect, what kind of drawing talismans to invite gods, summoning spirits and ghosts, and all kinds of vicious methods, a bull. This thing was disliked by the rulers, and it was only because of stability that they had to be rewarded with Zhengyi.

In modern society, the official is more regarded as feudal superstition, and all kinds of secret pokes and pokes suppress Zhengyi, especially Maoshan.

Wu Songbai is old, and his mind is light, and he has worked hard to cultivate an apprentice, hoping to put all his hopes on him:

"My Maoshan foundation will be in your hands. ”

(There is also a ...... at night ）