When it comes to Guiguzi, everyone in the live broadcast room is confused, and they are still not too familiar.

Who is Guiguzi, has he written any books, and what great things have he done?

There are records of Lao Tzu, Confucius, Mencius, and even those awesome Guigumen people in history textbooks, but they don't see this Guiguzi.

For this Guiguzi, most people's understanding actually comes from novels.

Some people went to Baidu to explain, and some people dug deeply, and the explanations were messy, which was even more mysterious.

[Guiguzi is the true immortal of the cave of my Daomen, and is respected as a real person of Xuanwei, and he calls himself Xuanweizi. 】

Daomen Living Dictionary, Zhongnan Mountain Qin Fangshan also came to join in the fun, recently he was quite active in the live broadcast room, introducing Guiguzi's status in Daomen to Chu Wangxian.

[The sage Lao Tzu has three apprentices, Guan Yinzi, Wenzi, Guiguzi, and half an apprentice, Confucius. 】

In the live broadcast room, a history teacher introduced Guiguzi and included it as a disciple of Lao Tzu.

In front of the camera, Chu Wangxian shook his hand, lit the newly bought sandalwood, looked at the fine green smoke floating upward, and introduced Guiguzi.

"Historical Records|The Biography of Su Qin": Su Qin, a native of Luoyang in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. The master of the East is in Qi, and the practice is in Mr. Guigu. ”

"Historical Records|Zhang Yilie's Biography": Zhang Yi's people, Wei people. Beginning to taste with Su Qin to have a relationship with Mr. Guigu, academic. Su Qin thought that he was inferior to Zhang Yi. ”

Chu Wangxian said the conclusion.

"In the official history of Taishi Gong, there are only two records about Guiguzi. There is no record of anything else. ”

"Aren't you surprised that Guiguzi's apprentice shook the past and the present, calling for wind and rain in the Warring States, but this master did not even mention his name, and the passers-by were not as good as the armor, as if they had been deliberately erased. ”

A group of disciples who taught such a good group of disciples were studied by so many strongmen, and there was no record of Guiguzi in the official history.

Chu Wangxian estimated that there must be some secret in this Guiguzi.

After he finished talking about the official history, he said the door.

"Record of Differences" contains: The true immortals of the ancient Guigu are also. Yun's surname is Wang. Since the generation of Xuanyuan, it has been in the Shang and Zhou dynasties, and has been westernized with Laojun. On the weekend, he returned to China and lived in the Guigu Mountain of Hanbin. There are more than 100 disciples. ”

"Daomen said that Guiguzi was a god, saying that he was a true immortal, born in the time of the Yellow Emperor, and traveled in the Shang and Zhou dynasties, if you count it, when you live in seclusion in Guigu Mountain, you are already 2,500 years old. And I followed Lao Junxi to go. ”

Chu Wangxian shook his head again and said:

"If you count it, Guiguzi was the first to follow Laojun, and his qualifications are much higher than that of Zhang Daoling, the patriarch of Taoism 600 years later. ”

"Then dare to ask, which Taoist temple is dedicated to Guiguzi now, and what is the status of Guiguzi in the Daomen?"

Everyone in the live broadcast room was speechless, Guiguzi was in the Daomen, it seemed that there was no worship, let alone status, it was a background NPC.

Only the masters of the Daomen Mountains know a little bit, Guiguzi still has a little sense of existence, and only some remote branches are related to Guigu.

"A Guiguzi, there is no record in the history books, and there is no respect in the Daomen, so who is he? Or does this ghost word represent another layer of meaning? ”

[Daxian, what do you mean? Do you imply that this Guiguzi is a ghost?]

"There are a hundred faces to a person, and there are a hundred ways to go about the world. A Guiguzi, as far as he can see, is full of fascination, how can it be so simple. ”

After Chu Wangxian explained Guiguzi, he felt as if he had fallen into a big net.

He looked up at Yunmeng Mountain, and said slowly:

"What secrets Guiguzi has, let's find out with me in Yunmeng Mountain. ”

The live broadcast room was a little quiet, and Daxian depicted Guiguzi very mysteriously, which also aroused everyone's curiosity.

A valley that stretches for five miles, a ghost valley that stretches for five miles.

Chu Wangxian walked in steps, searching for clues, and the sandalwood green smoke floated vertically upward, without any clues.

After walking for a while, the live broadcast room was boiling.

Everyone was anxious, but they came to see the tens of billions of immortals, not the tourist scenery.

"We who cultivate immortals pay attention to goodness like water, if we are impatient and impatient, cultivating immortals is just a moon in a well. ”

The scenery of the ghost valley is not bad.

The mountains on both sides are steep, like a knife cut, and the peaks and peaks stand upright.

The rumbling sound came, the sound of the mountain spring and waterfall splashing resounded, the surrounding shrubs were lush, the wild flowers were fragrant, the cicadas were singing and the butterflies were dancing, and there was an ethereal atmosphere.

The scenery is good, but Chu Wangxian has seen too much and has no intention of appreciating it.

In the Ghost Valley, Chu Wangxian has seen Sun Bin's tomb, a first-line waterfall, a magic wall, Tianshu Cliff, Wulijing and other scenic spots, but still found nothing.

There is no place for the surge of spiritual energy, everything is normal, and there is nothing wrong with it.

"Is there something wrong? Is there a mistake in the ancient and modern places? in the wrong place?"

Chu Wangxian frowned and thought, a barrage that jumped out of the barrage in the live broadcast room caught his attention.

[Daxian, I don't understand, there are obviously no ghosts here, and the scenery is good, why is it called Ghost Valley?]

"Knock! knock!"

A long bell rang from the top of the mountain, and Chu Wangxian raised his head suddenly, revealing a look of surprise, so it was.

A figure appeared on the steps up the mountain.

In front of the undulating camera, Chu Wangxian said: "But in any haunted place, if it is fierce, there will be Buddhist temples and Taoist temples built on it, and it will be suppressed with great mana." ”

Seeing that everyone in the live broadcast room was unclear, Chu Wangxian gave another example that the younger generation could understand. "If you don't understand, if you watch TV and play games, the Shushan faction will have a demon suppression tower. ”

With such a reminder, everyone understood.

"The bell here is long, but the mallet that rings the bell is a soul-calming wood, and there is a soul sound in the sound of the bell, if we are immortal cultivators, we can detect the slight tremor of our souls, and this feeling is like a cold wind blowing through the body. ”

Chu Wangxian finally noticed the unusualness of this place, and when he looked up, the thousand steps were like a ladder to the sky.

After a while, a figure of an eagle swept by, startling the tourists to cover their mouths and scream, this speed is not even clear to the shadow.

Ascending to the top of the mountain, an ancient temple emerges.

The ancient hall is small in size but rigorous in layout, built on the mountain, like a shrine hanging on the rock wall, and the bell comes from the ancient hall.

Chu Wangxian stepped into the ancient hall,

There is a stone tablet at the entrance of the ancient hall, which records the history of this hall.

Standing on the north mountain of Yunmeng Mountain, the name of the temple, built in the Sui and Tang dynasties, has been 1,500 years ago.

There is a stone carved archway at the end of the upper temple platform.

On the book "Cloud Dream Victory, Wonders of the Sea", Chu Wangxian glanced at the hall again. The main hall is carved beams and painted buildings, the eaves are volleyed, and the Jade Emperor is enshrined inside.

Chu Wangxian listened to the direction of the bell, and with a step on his right foot, the person had already passed by like a meteor, and the distance of more than thirty meters had arrived in an instant.

Stepping on the tiles of the roof of the ancient hall, I entered the bell tower in the backyard.

Knock! Knock!

In the bell tower, a Taoist priest in a simple gray robe is ringing the hanging soul bell.

The soul bell weighs several tons, and I don't know what material it is made of, the color is pitch black, and there seems to be a sigil on it, densely packed like a ghost painting talisman.

The Taoist priest's eyes are like headlights, he is very bright, and he has the demeanor of a master, and he knows that he is not an ordinary person at a glance.

"This tourist, this is not the place for you to come in. ”

When the Taoist priest heard Chu Wangxian's footsteps, he was like a sweeping monk, closing his eyes and ringing the bell, and spit out a Taoist sound.

Its voice was as sharp as a knife, penetrating the bell and reaching the soul, sweeping Chu Wangxian's forehead cold.

It's not easy!

Chu Wangxian jumped into the door, estimating that this is not a simple old way, he should know the secret of the Ghost Valley, so he nodded and smiled: "The clouds of the South Mountain rise from the clouds of the North Mountain, and the bells of the upper realm are heard in the lower realm. ”

"This Dao Chief, the soul of this town soul bell is like a tide, reaching the soul of the gods, it is really a good knock, and the person who passed by Chu Wangxian was polite. ”