Among the guardian gods of Taoism, there is a kind of god dedicated to guarding the gate of the Taoist temple, there are four in total, and one of them is Suzaku.

Tai Chi gives birth to two rituals, two rituals give birth to four elephants, and four elephants give birth to gossip, this sentence, but whenever Taoism is mentioned, someone will recite it. The "two instruments" are "yin" and "yang". Taoism believes that Tai Chi moves to give birth to yin and yang, and heaven and earth are just one yin and one yang, but there is still the interaction of yin and yang within "yin" and "yang", and it will continue to evolve, and there will be four changes in total: sun, taiyin, less yang, and less yin. The so-called yang has yin, yin has yang, yin and yang are mutually encompassing, and tai chi is also. According to the direction of the movement of the four, the south is the Vermilion Bird, this kind of four elephants are mostly used in the building is Feng Shui, generally "the left green dragon, the right white tiger, the front Vermilion Bird, the back Xuanwu", also called the left live, the right pass, the front gathering, the back leaning, very rarely there will be a specific image of the four elephant beasts, only Qingcheng Mountain Heavenly Master Cave has such a temple in front of the cave, with the four elephants as the gods, guarding the mountain gate.

When the "Book of Immortals" depicts the image of Taishang Laojun, it says: There are 12 green dragons on the left, 26 white tigers on the right, 24 Vermilion Birds in front, and 72 Xuanwu in the back. Coupled with the Xinrao Padmasambhava diagram that appeared in the tower before, Cha Wenbin felt more and more that the relationship was most likely as he had deduced.

Whether it is Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism or Western religions, comparing their legends and origins, people will find that although they originate from different races and regions, and have different cultural backgrounds, there are too many similarities between them, just like the simple and complex "swastika" symbol, which makes people can't help but have too much room for reverie.

The other three corners have been cleaned up, the three Venerables of Qinglong, Xuanwu and White Tiger have been carved to life, if this tower is in the Central Plains, Cha Wenbin's heart will not have the slightest doubt, but this is Tibet, where Buddhism is prevalent, the birthplace of Bon!

What is even more unacceptable is that the top of the pagoda in the middle, that is, where Zhuo Xiong is tied with a rope, is a stone sculpture with a snake body and a human face. In China, there are men and women in this figure, the female is called Nuwa, and this sculpture is a man, and his name is: Fuxi!

The confusion of time, space and geography has perfectly integrated the two cultures here, there is a Tao in the Buddha, there is a Buddha under the Tao, the Buddha is the Tao, and the Tao gives birth to the Buddha.

The bell that Zhuo Xiong ripped off was exactly the same as the one in the mountains, and in ancient times, when there was no standardization of products, two things that were completely close to each other could be regarded as the work of the same person. It turns out that this bell that holds the soul of the mountain comes from here.

What is the background of the mountain? Cha Wenbin knew that the only bloodline of the ancient clan that had been handed down to the present day, the descendants of Ying Long. The high priest of Yun once said that they came from the distant Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and the migrated tribe was divided into two branches, one of which fell in Kunlun, and the other went to Bashu, but there was always only one king.

There have been two myths in the history of the Han people in China: Kunlun and Shushan. The former describes about 5,000 years ago, and the latter is about 3,000 years ago, and these two myths are the only ones that have their own systems, and the most widespread and wild history are also these two paragraphs. The immortal trains of the Taoist system are deeply influenced by these two myths, and no one can explain in detail why the Taoist priests' talismans can drive away evil spirits, the Taoist priests' spells can calm the spirits, the turtle shells and copper coins they throw down can be used for divination and prediction, and their rituals can be used to worship their ancestors.

Thinking of this, Cha Wenbin understood a little, maybe there was a master of the Jingdao culture here, did he come to pursue the Holy Lotus Purification Water in his hand or did he have other purposes? Or, is this the origin of everything, the civilization of 5,000 years ago has long been unrecorded, and the history of China that can be traced back to the written description can only be so long, and further back? No one knows that the unearthed documents and folk legends freeze them in that time, and the earlier is called the Flood Era.

History, this is not his forte, nor is it his interest. All he had to do was to return the missing brass bell, which was a certainty.

Five corpses, using their own lives as the introduction to the restart of the four elephants, finally he opened the door to the top.

"I understand a little, Zhuoxiong, you put this copper bell to the west, it should be taken from there."

Zhuo Xiong took the bell and asked in surprise, "Didn't you say that there is his soul in it?" ”

"This is his home, isn't it just to summon the soul to bring it home? I think the reason why this bronze bell will hold the soul of the mountain is because he can't be scattered where he shouldn't go. Let it go, if the soul returns to its original place, I think, maybe he won't be able to use this pure water. ”

Zhuo Xiong concocted it upside down on the cornice, the lonely ring did not know that his stomach had shaken for thousands of years, and when the bell was hung up again, it "ding" sounded, so crisp.

The wind and snow also stopped at this time, and the originally heavy clouds were broken by the sun in an instant, projecting to the top of the main peak of Lotus Peak. After a dazzling dazzling look, a golden light flashed on the top of the exquisite nine-story pagoda, and the refracted sunlight scattered all over the pagoda.

The bells are no longer so messy, they rang a rhythmic collision, and along this rhythm, Cha Wenbin's mouth began to hum a word: Heaven and earth are numbered, chaos is the beginning of the ......" unconsciously, along this rhythm, he hummed out the seventy-two words of mantra in the "Book of Ruyi".

Cha Wenbin, who was standing on the suspension bridge, was completely immersed in another realm, countless heaven and earth aura began to pour into every cell of his body, and in his mind, a man in green clothes hung in the air on the edge of the suspension bridge, drawing a circle with his left hand and writing a symbol with his right hand......

Zhuo Xiong, who was half-squatting at the top of the tower, finally opened his eyes from the bright light, but he saw five people on the suspension bridge smiling at him, their bodies translucent. Xuan and Yuan Min clasped hands, dwarf and Dabao one after the other, and in the middle of them was a brown man holding a prayer wheel, but there was a golden "swastika" on his hat.

Zhuo Xiong tried to call their names, but found that his throat was blocked, and he struggled to jump onto the drawbridge and found that he could not move.

The five people waved at themselves, turned and began to walk side by side to the end of the suspension bridge, there seemed to be a golden avenue in the vast snow-capped mountains, and the Buddha horn began to play in the sky, until the figures of the five people gradually disappeared.

"Brother Wen Bin! They're behind you! Zhuo Xiong's throat finally came out after a long hoarse, and he used all his strength to break through the blockage.

Cha Wenbin was shouted by him, and turned around as if he had just woken up from a dream, and there were still water stains on the suspension bridge between them, which were human footprints, which did not belong to him or Zhuo Xiong.

Looking up at the golden light projected from the top of the tower, the Immortal Temple finally appeared.

Afterwards, Cha Wenbin told Zhuo Xiong that the so-called Immortal Temple and the Volcanic Palace referred to the nine-fold exquisite pagoda. The tower is the Hades Palace, and those who can break the formation and walk out of the tower see the temple of the gods, and they do not know the true face of the pagoda, only because they are in this tower.

Soon after, a helicopter hovered over the pagoda......

At the same time, in a special ward of the Tibetan Military Sub-district Sanatorium, after a lazy sound, a rough voice shouted: "Where am I?" Brother Wen Bin! Chaoson! Zhuo Xiong! ”

Half a month later, in the courtyard of the Chajia family in northwest Zhejiang, a burly guy was cleaning up the dead branches and leaves in the yard, and no one came for many days.

"Open the door, open the door!" There was a hurried knock and a loud horn outside the door.

Dashan shook his head and opened the door, and a black Poussin rushed directly into the courtyard with a huge roar, and a thief-headed guy poked out of the cab and said, "Brother Wen Bin is back?" ”

"No, he's gone to the back mountain."

"That's good!" Opening the trunk, there was a triangular bronze tripod inside, and the uncleared dirt on it indicated that the thing had just come out of the ground.

Zhuo Xiong patted the tripod and asked a little unconfidently, "Can it work?" ”。

"Blind man, don't worry, that Hong Kong farmer will never be able to see that the lower part of this tripod is genuine, and the upper part is made by an expert I found." He scolded while dragging Ding out: "Let this kid specialize in doing the work of deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors, I don't know how many things under the ancestors have been poured abroad by those grandsons, this time I don't kill him ruthlessly, I'm sorry for the five-pointed star on my chest!" ”

Back mountain, Chajia group cemetery, a new tomb is particularly large, this is a joint burial tomb. In front of the tombstone, there is a man with messy hair who burns paper money, and he has been coming once a day lately, not only here, but also the three fenced off. He would stay in front of each grave for half an hour, talk to them, and burn incense for them.

When he wasn't talking, he leaned against the tombstone and read a very worn-out thread-bound book, which he had finally turned to the last page after a week had passed.

Cha Wenbin thought about it and took out the fire fold, first walked to the tomb of his master Ma Zhenren and burned a book, which was found from the robe, and then he walked to the joint tomb and burned another book.

"There are some things, let's bury them in the soil forever." This was the last thing he said to the tombstone, the sun was about to set, picking up the basket of tribute, Cha Wenbin whistled and said, "Heizi, go home ......"