Yizhou Heming Mountain, the Heming Mountain at the moment is full of people, tomorrow is an annual spring ceremony, pilgrims from all over the country gather in Heming Mountain, the whole Heming Mountain is full of people, the inn under the mountain has already been full, there is no way for many people to buy tents to sleep around Heming Mountain.

Yingxian Ping at the southern foot of Tianzhu Peak in Heming Mountain, Zhang Heng stopped here, every time he came here, he would think of his father, and his father Zhang Daoling flew here.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, my father is a master of Taoism and a genius that is rare in a thousand years. But in his eyes, his father has always been that kind and kind relative, and now that time has passed, his father has proved his immortal position, and he is still crawling in this chaotic world, from youth to old age, mottled temples, and old face, it seems that his life is a rare positive fruit, and it is difficult to prove the immortal position.

Looking at the towering Yingxiantai not far away, Zhang Heng said in a low voice, "Father! The tone is full of nostalgia, maybe people will be nostalgic when they get old. My father's two disciples and his two senior brothers, Wang Chang, Zhao Sheng, have traveled the world, and there has been no news of them for many years.

"I don't know if you're coming back this year?"

Zhang Heng seemed to be talking to himself.

"The dragon's qi is declining, the demon is born, the country will not be a country, what should my generation do?"

Zhang Heng said this sentence with a heavy heart, and then said to himself, "What if my father is here?" ”

The sunset is getting farther away, Zhang Heng stretched out his hand as if to grasp the passing sunset in his fingertips, between his fingers, interspersed with time like a shuttle, turning the annual rings backwards, the former boy is now mottled with temples.

Looking at the busy little Taoist priests around him, Zhang Heng sighed a lot, and on the way back, his figure, which had always been upright, now looked a little rickety.

The next day, as soon as it was dawn, many believers began to hurry up the mountain. There are old people in the age of sixtieth birthday who are struggling with the support of their children and grandchildren, there are high-ranking officials and dignitaries who are young and young, brocade clothes are blooming and folding fans are swaying, there are beggars who are not clothed, and there are ordinary people who are struggling in this world.

From the Tianzhu Peak, you can just see the endless people on the mountain road, the spring ceremony, the blessing of the heavenly master, the wind and rain, and the peace and tranquility of the home. Of course, there are also unbelievers among these people, but they just take advantage of this annual spring festival to have fun.

Tianzhu Peak on Heming Mountain, Yingxian Ping in front of Tianzhu Peak, Yingxian Ping on Yingxian Ping, and sitting in Xiantai in Yingxiantai.

I don't know when this ballad began to circulate, and now I don't know who hummed this ballad on the mountain road, and the song is far away.

Yingxian Ping at this time spread red hanging color, a festive, the process of this spring ceremony is to worship the heaven and earth, and then sacrifice to the ghosts and gods, one to pray for the wind and rain, the other to pray for the peace of the country. After the worship is completed, the Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master's Mansion will give a lecture on the Taoist supernatural powers, and the believers will be given peach waist cards, which is the so-called blessing of the Heavenly Master.

Knock ~ Knock ~ Knock

Someone rang the morning bell on Tianzhu Peak, and Yingxian Ping was full of Zhengyi disciples, all of whom were in brown robes, with their heads in a bun and carrying a talisman sword. And on the Yingxian platform, there are twenty-four sacrificial wines, the elders of the Heavenly Master's Mansion and other friends from the rivers and lakes. On a big chair in the middle of Yingxiantai sat the heavenly master Zhang Heng of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, Zhang Heng was wearing a pale white robe at this time, embroidered with Tai Chi Liangyi diagram, the snow-white beard under the chin was windless and automatic, and from a distance it looked like a fairy wind bone, Zhang Heng sat next to an imperial official wearing an official uniform, it was Yizhou Mu Jian Jian, this Yi Jian was mediocre and incompetent, with him this Yizhou Mu was also bought with money, and after he took office, he levied tyranny, collected taxes wantonly, and annoyed the people. However, today he came to Heming Mountain to watch the ceremony on behalf of the royal family of the Han Empire. Zhengyi has been trying to recruit Zhang Daoling as an official since Zhang Daoling, but Zhang Daoling politely refused, Zhang Daoling soared, and the empire became more interested in Zhengyi, especially the legendary art of immortality.

At this moment, the Yingxian Ping is already overcrowded, and after three drums, the spring ceremony officially begins. Zhang Heng tidied up his robe, holding the floating dust in his hand, and the twenty-four sacrificial wines behind him followed closely. Between the steps, the momentum of freedom.

A big tripod stands in front of Yingxian Terrace, Zhang Heng bows three times and knocks nine times to come to the front of the tripod, takes the three clear incense handed by the Taoist boy, burns incense and worships again, and there is a Taoist priest who reads aloud

"It's like gas, and it's like 10,000 yuan.

Spring ceremony, worship the heavens and worship the earth.

Gods of all roads, bless my believers.

The wind and rain are smooth, and the country is peaceful. ”

Zhang Heng followed the prayer and inserted the three fragrances into the big ding.

After Zhang Heng finished doing all this, he turned around and pinched the sword technique, and the twenty-four sacrificial wines behind him pulled out the talisman sword behind him at the same time, and his footsteps changed, forming a large array. The twenty-four sacrificial wines are in line with the twenty-four solar terms, and the sword is flying, spring, summer, autumn and winter. Life is as reciprocated as yesterday.

This sword array is the sword array created by Zhang Daoling when he realized that life was like a white horse passing through a gap, and the year of Jiazi was nothing more than spring, summer, autumn and winter.

The sword array is unpredictable, sometimes spring is like morning dew, and the grass grows and the warbler flies. Sometimes the summer is like thunder, rushing wildly. Like the autumn wind and falling leaves, the golden stretches. In the blink of an eye, the cold winter is fierce, and everything is withered.

A sword formation deduces a period of spring, summer, autumn and winter. A period of spring, summer, autumn and winter, but it encompasses the whole life.

This sword formation does not appear every year, once every ten years. This year's Spring Festival coincides with another decade.

The people sitting on the Yingxian platform were all good at the rivers and lakes, and they had a lot of insights into this set of sword formations.

And the ordinary believers on the periphery do not feel this way.

As soon as Zhang Heng's dust was raised, the twenty-four sacrificial wines quickly collected their swords and were uniform.

Zhang Heng took the twenty-four sacrificial wines back to Yingxiantai for a short rest. After a while, there will be a heavenly master to discuss the Tao, this is the purpose of these people in the rivers and lakes, the so-called martial arts, is nothing more than a Taoist word, everyone wants to hear what the Tao is like in the eyes of the heavenly master.

During the break, there were Zhengyi's disciples performing in front of the stage, and there were all kinds of juggling invited by Zhengyi, and the believers and the people also watched enthusiastically.

Zhang Heng returned to the main seat, picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip of tea. Sitting next to Zhang Heng, Yin Jian said with a smile on his face: "Zhang Tianshi is really a fairy wind bone, I wonder if we have any elixirs in this Heavenly Master Mansion that can prolong life?" We don't dare to ask for immortality, but there should be other pills! ”

Zhang Heng didn't have a good impression of this Yi Jian, but in view of his identity as Yizhou Mu, Zhang Heng didn't do too much. Zhang Heng opened his mouth and said, "Lord Zhou Mu, what kind of immortality is there in this world? If you want to prolong your life, you don't rely on any panacea, but on the comprehension of the right way of heaven and earth! ”

There was an impatient look on Xun Jian's face, and he scolded in his heart that Lao Tzu should be in the mood to cultivate, and there is still kung fu to ink here? Xu Jian clapped his hands, and a guard behind him walked over with a box of gifts, this box contained a lot of gold, and he secretly laughed in his heart, pretending to be a high-ranking person, this world is a world of money and power.

The guard handed the box to Yin Jian, who held the box in both hands and personally put the box down in front of Zhang Heng, "Zhang Tianshi, a meager gift, not a respect"

Zhang Heng opened the box and saw the gold inside, his brows furrowed, "Lord Zhou Mu, what does this mean?" Zhang Heng looked down on Xu Jian more and more in his heart.

Seeing Zhang Heng's face change, he sneered in his heart, and said with the same expression, "It's not interesting, it's just asking the Heavenly Master for an elixir, I wonder if the Heavenly Master can appreciate his face?" ”

Zhang Heng wanted to speak and stopped, Zhengyi Heavenly Master's Mansion has always been represented by talismans, but Zhengyi does also have the existence of alchemy.

Zhang Heng opened his mouth and said, "Lord Zhou Mu, with all due respect, the so-called pill is three parts of the pill and seven points of poison, and there are countless people who have died because of the consumption of the pill in the past dynasties, among which the dangerous Lord should be clear!" ”

Yin Jian was unmoved, but said in an unkind tone, "I only know that the previous Heavenly Master Zhang Daoling, refining the Dragon and Tiger Pill Suit half of it and transforming into the body of the Earth Immortal, does Zhang Tianshi think I don't give enough?" ”

Zhang Heng is helpless, his former father Zhudan Dragon and Tiger are now, and the world has changed color, but how many people are like his father in this world?

Zhang Heng opened his mouth and said, "Lord Zhou Mu has misunderstood, it is really here, there is really no such elixir here!" ”

"Hmph," Xin Jian stood up with an ugly face, "Zhang Heng!" "Yin Jian wanted to threaten Zhang Heng, but after thinking about it, forget it, Yin Jian is not stupid, now it is a spring ceremony, today this Heming Mountain believers do not have 100,000 but also have 50,000 or 60,000, if they insult Zhang Heng in public, it is estimated that it will be difficult for them to get out of this Heming Mountain.

Don't look at yourself as the shepherd of a state, in the eyes of these believers, don't say that you are the shepherd of the state, even today, there is no one who has the prestige of the heavenly master. These cultists are crazy, but it doesn't matter who you are.

Thinking of this, Yin Jian smiled and sat back in his seat, "Zhang Tianshi, you are presumptuous."

Zhang Heng smiled slightly, he was not entangled with Yin Jian, and neither of the two sides was willing to take the initiative to provoke anyone.

At this time, it was time for the Heavenly Master to discuss the Tao, Zhang Heng sorted out his robe, and said to Xu Jian, "Lord Yin, I can't accompany you for a long time if I have something to do."

Yin Jian waved his hand and said, "But it's okay to go"

It's hard to imagine that just now the two of them were glaring at each other angrily, but in the blink of an eye, they became respectful of each other.

Zhang Heng's body was as light as a swallow, and he jumped to the top of Yingxiantai, "Fellow Daoists, you are old and talented, and I am bothering you again!" ”

I don't see how hard Zhang Heng is, the voice is like Hong Zhong Dalu, and the people on the entire Heming Mountain can vaguely hear it, which shows the high internal strength of this Zhang Heng. Although he is not as good as his father, he is also a person who stands at the pinnacle of martial arts.

"It's a good way, it's a very good way.

The name is famous, and the name is not very famous

The beginning of the nameless world;

The mother of all things.

Therefore, there is often no desire to observe the wonder;

There is often a desire to observe it.

These two have the same name and different names,

The same is the mystery, the mystery is mysterious,

The Gate of Wonder. You must know that this passage is the first article of the Taoist Tao Te Ching, and you can know that there are thousands of people in the world, and you can prove the supreme way. ”

"Heavenly Master's words are wrong!"

The audience shouted loudly, "If there are thousands of people in the world who can preach, wouldn't everyone in this world be immortals?" ”

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar, no one has raised objections for a long time since the Heavenly Master discussed the Tao, Zhang Heng was also slightly surprised, and looked at the person who spoke, this person was not tall, his face was sallow, Zhang Heng recognized him, this person was a person from Shuzhong, and he was the number one staff member under Yizhou Mu Yinjian. This person is conceited and evil, and the people of Yizhou call him Sick Tai Sui.

Zhang Heng knew that this study must have been instructed by Xin Jian, but since it was a discussion, this study was not deliberately finding fault.

Zhang Heng held the floating dust in his hand and wrote a Taoist word in the air: "As long as there is a Tao in our hearts, you and I can become immortals!" The Tao does not only refer to the depth of force, the depth of the Dao Law," Zhang Heng pointed to his head and said, "It is also the sublimation of the soul, so cultivating the Tao is not only to cultivate the body, but also to cultivate the mind!" ”

Zhang Heng's sentence is heart-wrenching, and he is in line with the way of heaven, and he is sarcastic and sarcastic about the way but not the virtue

After Zhang Heng finished speaking, the surrounding believers and martial arts people all laughed, and the reputation of Qian Yan was not good, and the boos were everywhere, Chen Yan looked at Zhang Heng on the high platform angrily, shook his hand, and left the crowd.

This little episode can be regarded as adjusting the atmosphere in this boring discourse.

Zhang Heng stood on the high platform and spoke the Tao Te Ching with a smile.

Suddenly, Zhang Heng felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, his eyes were dark, and his body shook, Zhang Heng noticed that something was wrong, and hurriedly sat down cross-legged, suppressing a black gas in his body with internal force.

People don't know what's going on, as long as a few masters of the rivers and lakes vaguely notice something strange.

In the middle of the day, welcome Sendai,

Are the immortals coming?