It took them five days to reach the foot of Maoshan Mountain. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Maoshan is an endless group of high mountains, and the Maoshan faction is located in the center of Maoshan Mountain.

On the way here, Uncle Nine has probably introduced, Maoshan has nine peaks, nineteen springs, twenty-six holes, and twenty-eight pools.

After coming, Di Wenchang discovered the peculiarity of this place. The peaks and peaks are stacked, the clouds and mist are swirling, the climate is pleasant, the strange rocks and strange stones on the mountain stand densely, the large and small karst caves are deep and secluded, the holy pond of Lingquan is dotted around, the winding streams are criss-crossed and intertwined, the green trees cover the mountains, the green bamboo is luxuriant, and the treasure is abundant.

"Senior brother, the big mountain in front of you is the birthplace of our Maoshan faction, and now there are more than 800 people in the Maoshan faction, which can be regarded as a big faction in the Taoist sect. As he spoke, a hint of pride appeared on Uncle Nine's face.

"It's really amazing!" Di Wenchang didn't know that there were so many people in the Maoshan Sect's main sect, more than 800 people, and in this era, it was definitely a super faction.

It's not like modern times, where any sect has so-called disciples from all over the world, and even from all over the world, and there is no need to gather together, disperse, and have a name.

The selection of the disciples of the Maoshan faction is not strict, but it is not something that can be entered after paying money. Moreover, the Maoshan faction is not short of money, and there are more than 800 disciples, which is by no means as simple as it seems.

Uncle Nine shook his head with a smile and said, "This is nothing, now, Taoism has declined, and our country and various sects have also declined." Our Taoist sects that have no quarrel with the world are fine, but if it is those so-called martial arts sects, it will be miserable. ”

Saying that, Uncle Nine sighed, "It's a pity, it's a pity." If this continues, sooner or later, the treasures that have been handed down for thousands of years will disappear sooner or later. ”

Di Wenchang also nodded, feeling the same way. The rarity that some people don't understand, and many precious cultures, have disappeared in the long river of history.

Of course, this situation is not only happening in China, or in this era. As long as the times are developing and progressing, many things will eventually be replaced and disappear, and no one can stop this.

Several people sighed with emotion for a while, and Uncle Nine said, "Let's go, we have to go up the mountain as soon as possible, otherwise, we will have to sleep in the woods tonight." ”

While walking, Uncle Nine was still introducing the history of the Maoshan faction to Di Wenchang.

"Senior brother, don't you know, when the Maoshan Sect was at its peak, there were more than 2,000 disciples, what a grand occasion it was......

The group, walking and stopping, finally arrived in front of the Maoshan Sect, a huge gate, just before nightfall.

"It's magnificent!" he sighed as he looked at the three-story stone gate.

Behind the door, there is a huge square, and there are three huge statues in the middle, which Di Wenchang recognized at a glance, it was Sanmao Zhenjun.

After walking through the square, there is a long stone staircase, estimated to be thousands of kilometers away, leading to the top of the mountain.

In his previous life, Di Wenchang had seen some pictures of the so-called Daomen Holy Land on the Internet, and Maoshan had also been roughly scanned, and he was sure that the buildings here were definitely different from those seen on the Internet.

The top of the mountain, shrouded in mist, has a sense of etherealism.

"Senior brother, let's go up. The first time you come to Maoshan, you need to climb the stairs from here, step by step, which is also a kind of respect for the Maoshan faction. ”

Di Wenchang nodded seriously and said, "I understand." ”

Thousands of meters of stone steps, Di Wenchang didn't know how to do it in this era. He could imagine that at the beginning of the construction of the Taoist temple, it was definitely an extremely sensational thing.

They walked very slowly, and Uncle Nine said that they should be pious, but helplessly, Di Wenchang could only go up step by step, and it took twenty minutes to reach the top.

At the top, there is an arched door, which is very similar to the Taoist building in the previous life, and there are two disciples guarding the door.

"Uncle Lin, are you back?"

"Hello Uncle Lin!" The two disciples obviously knew Uncle Nine, and they seemed to be very familiar with each other.

Uncle Nine also patted the two of them on the shoulder with a smile on his face, and said, "I haven't seen you for five years, and both of you have grown so big." ”

"Hehe, people always have to grow up. One of the disciples said with some embarrassment.

The other person kept talking, chattering with Uncle Jiu.

After a while, Uncle Nine patted his head and said, "By the way, let me introduce to you, this is my junior brother, the second disciple I accepted for my master, you can just call Uncle Di." ”

"Uncle Lin, have you finally opened your mind?" The disciple who talked a lot looked surprised, and Di Wenchang looked puzzled.

It didn't happen because Di Wenchang looked down on him at a young age, and the two disciples hurriedly greeted him enthusiastically when they heard that he was a new disciple of the ninth uncle's apprentice.

"Hello Uncle Di!"

"Hello Uncle Di!"

The two disciples were very polite.

"You're okay too. Di Wenchang smiled happily, and he was also a little happy in his heart, his first impression of the Maoshan faction was still very good, and he was a little looking forward to other fellow sects.

"Uncle Di, don't you know, after the death of Uncle Lin, the head of the sect persuaded Uncle Lin to accept a disciple for Uncle Lin, so as not to break this vein, but Uncle Lin just refused. Unexpectedly, after so many years, Uncle Shi finally got his senses. ”

"Open up, open your head!" Uncle Nine knocked on the disciple's head and said, "Why don't you hurry up and ask someone to clean up the guest room, it's dark, and it's still inking here." ”

"Hehe, just go, Uncle Shi, wait a minute. The disciple said with a smile, turned to look at Ah Xing and Xiao Yue, and said, "I said Ah Xing, Xiao Yue, you two don't need it, everyone is so familiar, clean up the room by yourself." ”

"You ......"

"Humph!"

The two of them were angry, but after all, they were the main sect, and they were very familiar with this place, so they carried their things and went to clean up the room angrily.

However, the two of them were reluctant to let go of their package. Because inside the package, it contained a treasure, that is, the peachwood sword that Di Wenchang gave them.

The entire Maoshan faction has this kind of peachwood sword made of lightning strike wood, and I'm afraid there are very few.

To say that this Maoshan Taoist Temple, huge, Di Wenchang feels like entering the ancient city of the previous life, from the gate to the guest room, walked for ten minutes, and, far away, the top, a magnificent Taoist temple, there, it is estimated that the entire Maoshan Taoist Temple is the important place!

There is an extremely vast flat land in front of the Taoist temple.

In the future, the pujas in the exchange meeting should be held there.

As soon as they came to the Maoshan Taoist Temple, Ah Xing and Xiaoyue seemed to have returned to their home after a long absence, and they were excited all night.

This includes tidying up the room, eating and putting it away, and so on.

Because it was getting late, Uncle Nine did not lead Di Wenchang to see the head again, but let him rest in the room by himself and went to the council hall by himself.

Before leaving, Uncle Nine was worried that the two disciples were holding the peachwood sword to show off, and said with a serious face: "You two pay attention, before the exchange conference, you must not expose the peachwood sword to others, if you let me know, I will let the head of the sect cancel your qualification to participate in the competition." ”

Seeing that Uncle Jiu's serious expression was not fake at all, the two of them were immediately afraid, and hurriedly patted their chests and promised that they would never show the peach wood sword in front of others.

"It's for the best. Uncle Nine left with a straight face.

After Uncle Nine left, the excited expressions of the two disappeared, and Xiao Yue said to Di Wenchang, who was watching the play: "Uncle Shi, why do you say that the master is doing this, we have returned to the sect, are we still afraid of being strong?"

She pouted, looking unhappy.

Ah Xing also looked depressed and seemed to be unable to figure it out.

Di Wenchang raised his face rarely, and said, "You'd better do what your master says, otherwise, I think in a fit of anger, your peachwood sword may have to be handed over to your master for safekeeping." ”

After speaking, no matter what the reaction of the two was, they went back to the room directly.

There are more than 800 Taoist temples, and the two of them are holding such precious peachwood swords, just like children holding a huge sum of money, will no one be tempted?

No one dares to rob it, but someone will steal it.

No one dares to guarantee that a person who learns the Tao will be a righteous man and a gentleman.

But he didn't say this to the two of them.

There are obviously not many things they have experienced, and what will happen in the future, let them experience it themselves.