"Alas......"

Zhang Jintong said, sighing faintly.

The same sigh, different people sigh, have different meanings. Zhang Jintong is not a real celestial master, but only has high-level support. In addition, the former Celestial Master must be conferred by the imperial court in order to be considered orthodox. However, in modern society, the official head is given the title of game?

As a result, his position has always been awkward. Of course, he presided over the Shitian Mansion for many years, and his prestige already existed. He squeezed a low voice out of his dry, rough, hoarse throat that looked sad and sad and made everyone tremble.

Then, the sophisticated tone changed again, with a strange sense of excitement: "I have three things I want to see you today. One is to watch the ritual, and the other is to rewrite the general book of the denomination. I will report to the association that we are the only remaining mountain gate on the 24th and 6th. ”

He paused, came out like a snake with excitement, and said, "The third thing, when you go back this time, you must select outstanding disciples from the sect and come to Beijing in a few days!"

Buzzing.

The room seemed to be boiling over with a fire. First it sizzled, then it became louder and louder. In the end, it gets a mess.

"I don't quite understand what you mean. "Wu Baisong Road.

"What does this outstanding disciple mean?" Li Jing ordered.

One is hosted by Maoshan School and the other by Lingbao School. They are called the "Three Mountains of Fuling" by Shi Tiandao, like sworn brothers. The words of these two people also represent everyone's thoughts.

Zhang Miaoxian also said sarcastically at the right time: "Since we have been brought here, we have something to say." Why do we need mystery?"

"The meaning is simple, it's time for us to light up our financial resources......"

Zhang Jintong swept across the room, his thin and yellowed face straightened, and he said slowly but forcefully: "You old cultivators, you are following this world!"

Boom.

If it's boiling water just now, it will turn the pot over. Except for Wang Ruoxu and Tan Chongdai, the other 15 patriarchs were surprised, shocked, and incredulous.

For example, despite the mad move towards commercialization in the religious world, some things have not changed since ancient times. These have lasted for thousands of years, have gone through all kinds of disasters, and there is still a little legacy left, which is the solid foundation of the gate.

People in the world are good, why do you want to be a monk and live in poverty? I don't have much yearning in my heart, for eternal life, for strength, for pride in swimming...

As a result, major groups like Wei Qing and Lingbao have been clearly divided by their respective hosts. They divided the disciples into two categories, one to make money and the other to select the most astute people to be the next leaders. Because you have to deal with the world and the government to ensure the persistence of the sect.

Nature, on the other hand, is sincere to the Tao, about one in a thousand, or even one in ten thousand. These disciples are like treasures, hidden from various sects and never exposed.

They are all meant to perpetuate Confucian orthodoxy, but the former is a face and the latter is a lining.

Since the Ming Dynasty, Reiki has been greatly depleted and is rapidly entering the last era of Dharma. Over the next hundreds of years, countless people sought the truth and gave up halfway, believing that it was the word of their ancestors and that there was no Tao at all.

The few who remain, also close to despair, rely on a little thought to persevere.

But at this moment, in this palace, someone actually said to himself, "The Tao follows this world!"

"You, are you serious?"

Xue Mingxin, who was in his eighties, suddenly stood up and pointed at Zhang Jintong with a trembling hand. His old eyes were particularly sharp, staring at the other party tightly, for fear that he would deny himself in the next second.

"I don't dare to say anything. I'm absolutely serious!"

Xue Mingxin's seniority is extremely high, and Zhang Jintong also hurriedly got up and gave a generous gift.

"Where did you get this news from?"

"Can there be real evidence?"

"We've got a bunch of old guys halfway there, but we can't stand your jokes!"

Others also asked questions in different ways. Zhang Jintong stretched out his hand, pressed it down, and said, "I have no evidence to prove what I said." Let's see for ourselves. ”

At this time, he turned on the large display screen behind him, and the figure of a young man flashed on the screen.

Well?

When the man grabbed his fingertips and shouted, "Sick!"

Bang.

A huge shadow suddenly jumped out and fell to the ground. The young man pointed again, and the black shadow jumped into the forest. He stretched out his hands and stretched out ten sharp claws that glowed darkly.

Boom.

This thing is like a wild wild beast, raging in the forest, its claws sweeping back and forth, trees and rocks like tofu, branches breaking and leaves flying, rocks splitting.

After that, the young man had another drink: "Stop!"

The shadow immediately jumped back and stood there motionless, the ferocity and smell that seemed to pass through the screen and rush to the crowd with a poof.

"It's ......"

Wu Baisong saw the cold sweat dripping down, and suddenly shouted: "Is this the Maoshan Alchemy Technique?"

"It's really like refining resin!"

Wang Ruoxu shouted rhythmically: "However, I heard that the conditions for refining corpses are extremely harsh, and there has been no record for hundreds of years. Is this fake?"

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

There were two people talking, Dad! The screen dimmed again, and the room seemed to be still shaking with the lingering sound just now.

“......“

Everyone was silent, but believed in nine points.

Zhang Jintong looked around and briefly introduced: "This person's name is Li Suchun, born in the seventy-second mile of Maoshan Mountain, and his master is dead. ”

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

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

Beijing!

All of those present understood these two words. In short, it was called learning written martial arts and selling it to the emperor. As long as you nod your head, you have enough resources to fall back on.

The Qing Dynasty's Lei Fa and the Maoshan faction's Huangfu are both expected to reappear.

After a moment of hesitation, all of them made up their minds. They have a good opportunity in front of them. Despite all the obstacles, there is only one sentence: Do you really want this?

Moreover, even if they refuse, can they still refuse? After thinking, everyone adjusted their emotions and turned to some more practical questions:

"Can there be a quota for each faction?"

"No, the more the merrier. ”

"What if there are no disciples?"

"You can go there on your own without any discrimination. “

"What else can we do but be a disciple?"

"Not yet. ”

"Golden Boy ......"

The eldest, Xue Mingxin, remained silent, as if he was thinking about something. At this time, he suddenly said, "Is it true too?"

“......“

The room was quiet for a while. Zhang Jin frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, Baiyunguan is also going to hold a legal meeting. The information we receive should be almost identical. ”

He paused for a moment, then said, "You old warriors, since you are all here, I will say one last word. These two factions have been fighting for more than 1,000 years. They used to fight for the rule of law in the world, but now they are fighting for official status. In my opinion, the reproduction of Taoist teachings is a godsend, whether it is a disaster or a blessing. We must fight for it in our own capacity.

You go back first, there are still a few days to think about it, and on the 1st of next month, let your candidate come to Longhu Mountain again!"

......

Qionglong Mountain Jiangzhou.

Tan Chongdai pondered for a while in the quiet room, but suddenly interrupted his sigh and felt uneasy. He just stood up, walked to the window, looked at the old trees in the yard, and fell into deep thought.

South of the Yangtze River in June, the vegetation is extremely rich.

This old tree has been growing for decades and is still lush. On the wall next to the tree, I don't know when an extra vine will grow, like a small waterfall hanging from the sky, as if it were flowing in green.

The tree was planted by his owner, but the vine had just been born.

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

After returning to the Taoist temple after attending the puja, Tan Chongdai was in a very complicated and excited state. He had known about it for a long time, but this time it was driven by the government, led by Longhushan, and all the doors were closed inside... This means a lot.

He is in his 60s and is still the patriarch. It would be a little awkward to go with the other disciples. However, he never doubted his heart of the path and decided to give this ancient bone a try.

......

Taiqing Palace Matsue.

Xue Mingxin sat in a quiet room, her figure straight, without any signs of discomfort. He is 87 years old, 13 years old, and has almost the same history as Xia Guo.

Across from him, two men knelt respectfully, one in his thirties and the other in his early sixties. The young face was delicate and did not dare to say more, but the old face was full of sorrow, and he repeated:

"Master, please be welcome!"

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

"The host ......"

When he was about to ring halfway, Xue Mingxin finally said, "You are old and have limited qualifications. I don't have much money in Shouyuan. I'm thinking about letting you take over as moderator. You don't know what the road will be like when you go there. I'm afraid you're being mistaken for yourself and your own practices. ”

"Master!"

The man kowtowed nine times and shouted, "I have been prostrating myself and praying hard at your door since I was a child. Since the opportunity is right in front of me, even if I break my head and break my body, I'm going to give it a try. ”

"Alas......"

After all, Xue Mingxin couldn't bear to see his senior disciple do this. He sighed, "It's okay. You should go down together. ”

......

Maoshan Road Hospital Jurong.

The predecessor of Maoshan was the Shangqing School. It originated in the Han Dynasty and was not officially established until the Tao Hongjing period of the Southern Dynasty. Therefore, the appellation between the city gates usually takes precedence over Shangqing Mao Mountain.

However, in the Ming Dynasty, the Quanzhen Sect moved south on a large scale, and the Dragon Sect founded by Qiu Chuji occupied Maoshan Mountain, forming a situation in which the Five Scenes spread the Quanzhen Religion and the Three Palaces spread justice.

Later, Xia Guoli, the military attaché, and the three dukes merged and were collectively known as Maoshan Daoyuan, which was an Orthodox sect. There is also a concept of Gan Yuan, called Kundao (the training place of women's Taoism), which has been passed down to the Quanzhen Dragon School.

At this time, in a quiet room of the Taoist temple, a young man in his twenties was standing inside, calm and frank. Opposite him was Wu Baisong.

"Did you hear clearly?" asked Wu Baisong.

"The disciple knows. ”

"But what do you think?"

"I will definitely show what I have learned and reproduce the prestige of Maoshan." Young people are concise and comprehensive.

"Haha, okay, don't waste my years of teaching time!"

Wu Baisong was very happy and stroked his long beard.

It can't be helped, although it's all true, it's a draw, but it's all true and obviously mixed better. Because they are theoretical, Wang Chongyang advocates the unity of the three religions, namely self-cultivation, discipline, and enlightenment.

This is a good citizen, which is conducive to the indoctrination of the court, so he can control the gate of the world.

But first of all, the exit of the sect. What kind of graffiti invites gods, summons ghosts, and all sorts of evil means, such as t. The ruler does not like this kind of thing, and it can be positively rewarded only because of its stability.

However, in modern society, the government even regards it as a feudal superstition, and all kinds of hidden attacks are one of them, especially Maoshan.

Wu Baisong is getting older and older, and his mind is also very weak. He tried a lot of effort to train a disciple in the hope of putting all the pressure on him.

"I inherited your legacy in Maoshan. ”