Maoshan.

Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking up, you can see a top palace, standing in the smoke and rain.

The ancestral court was originally built in the Western Han Dynasty when Sanmao Zhenjun got the Tao after the ascension, Tang, Song, Yuan, all dynasties have been rewarded, sealed, to the twenty-sixth year of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty, and the palace was built, given the name of Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace, located in the highest place, also known as:

Top Palace.

Although Meng Fan has not yet entered, and he has not been here before, he has heard the master say that Wanfu Palace sits in the north and faces south, and there are Tibetan scriptures and the second floor pavilion of the holy master in the palace; Taiyuan, Gao Zhen, Two Saints, Lingguan, Dragon King Five Palaces; Yuxiang, Huanxiu, Qiayun, Chongbi, Lizhen, Yihu Six Daoyuan; There are more than 100 buildings on the left and right sides, such as the Taoist house and the guest hall.

The whole palace can be described as majestic and magnificent, and it is splendid.

In fact, in ancient times, when building a house, we had to pay attention to dignity and orderliness, otherwise it would be arrogance, and at least it would be questioning and exile, and heavy punishment would lead to death.

Only Taoist temples and monk temples are not restricted, and they can be built with reference to the palace and even part of the specifications of the palace.

……

Evening.

The rain never stopped.

The ancestral court was shrouded in twilight.

"Senior Brother Chizuru."

"Senior Brother Chizuru."

All the Taoists stepped forward to salute.

At the moment, the ninth uncle and the four-eyed master have not yet gone up the mountain, and the people in charge of the overall situation of cultivation are several senior uncles who hold the sword and the flag, and as soon as the master came back, they instantly found the backbone of the main heart.

"Hmm. Error-free updates @"

Chizuru was slightly cold, nodded, and said straight to the point: "I won't leave from now on." ”

"Good thing!"

"Great joy!"

The uncles were overjoyed.

Since Shi Jian's ambush, there has been no master in the world on Maoshan's side, although he is not afraid of the evil demons coming to attack, but his heart is still not very steady.

Now, Chizuru, who has a great reputation and has made a name for himself, has returned, and he has brought the apprentice who seems to have been born for cultivation by his side, so there is no need to worry about it at all this time.

Just wait for the second senior brother Lin Jiu and the third senior brother Simu to come back, invite colleagues from all over the world to hold a ceremony!

"This time, I escorted the royal zombies back to Beijing, and welcomed back the Xuanhe Imperial Jade Target from the former Qing royal family."

As she spoke, Chizuru looked at her apprentice.

Meng Fan immediately understood, took this treasure of the town, and in order to express his inner solemnity, the gossip array appeared, and immediately isolated the rain.

"Really, really back?"

"Double happiness is coming!"

Since the four-eyed master knew about this matter and had a great stake in it, he would definitely inform the ancestral court that if the old men of the former Qing Dynasty planned to break the contract, then they could only take special measures as a tribute.

However, with the ghost idea of wooing Maoshan over there, the handover was also smooth.

These people never expected that Meng Fan and the others would choose to leave the capital quickly......

Not much.

The disciples of Maoshan gathered together and invited the jade target back to the main hall to accept the offering.

Walking in the palace, Meng Fan seemed to have returned home, much more comfortable than staying in the Manchu Palace, and carefully looked at what he saw.

The first entry, the Lingguan Palace, the plaque reads:

Bestow the Nine Heavens Ten Thousand Blessings Palace

On both sides are written eight big characters with ethereal rhyme:

The Tao lasts forever

Longevity knows no bounds

In the meantime, the Taoist protector god King Lingguan is enshrined.

This incense in the folk is extremely prosperous, even if Wu Chengen wrote "Journey to the West", describing Sun Wukong's havoc in the Heavenly Palace, the gods were "trembling" and "embarrassed", and he did not dare to be a black king Lingguan.

[This time, the monkey king is not up and down, so that the iron rod fights the enemy in the east and west, and there is no god to stop it. Only hit into the Tongming Palace, outside the Lingxiao Palace. Fortunately, there is the envoy of the Holy True Monarch, Wang Lingguan, who is in charge of the palace.

He looked at the great sage, and the golden whip approached to block it: "Where are the monkeys going!" With me here, don't be rampant! The great sage couldn't help but say, he raised his stick and struck, and the spiritual officer whipped to greet him. The two of them were in front of the Lingxiao Palace. 】

Because of this, Meng Fan respectfully offered incense.

And the second entry, for the main door of the scripture building, treasure vault, Kan Li Palace, clear water pool and other buildings.

The third entrance is the main building of the whole palace, called Taiyuan Palace, which enshrines the Sanmao Zhenjun Sheng. (This chapter is not finished!) )

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Like, left and right accompanied by the four values of Gong Cao and other gods.

Under the leadership of the master, Meng Fan knelt down and bowed.

Then, go to the table platform, the two temples to worship, the former is the place where the ancestor ascended, the latter is the place where the Maoshan people of the past dynasties worship the symbol and ascend the table, located in the top of the Maoshan Mountain, there are three days on the platform to stand the stone workshop.

Xianle through the nine skies, I wish one person a celebration; Tianxiang beckons five cranes and prays for the same spring of the four seas.

Cui Xian holds the true qi of Sendai Huayang, and Danya flies to the Xuanfeng on the river of the Diandian.

Lines of ancient lettering, as if telling the past glory of Maoshan.

Busy until late at night, the treasure of Zhenshan returned to its place, Meng Fan finished offering incense to the ancestors of the past dynasties, and had an understanding of the distribution of the major buildings in the ancestral garden, so he went to eat and rest.

Due to the end of the Dharma era, the practice became difficult, and the number of people who entered the Tao became fewer and fewer, so many Taoist temples were in a state of masterlessness.

With the approval of the master and the support of the uncles, Meng Fan entered one of them:

Hug the clouds.

For a long time to come, he will practice in this thousand-year-old Taoist temple.

The bluestone floor is paved with grass and trees.

Among them, there is an old pine, which is the memory of several generations of Maoshan people, and the age of the tree starts from 800 years.

"There is no silk and bamboo, and there is no case."

Outside the corridor, the ice and rain trickled down, converging into streams and sliding down the beast's ridge.

Meng Fan sighed with emotion, and then put down the fasting food in his hand and began to meditate and practice.

For him, this experience of temporarily letting go of the fetters and wholeheartedly participating in the Great Dao of Enlightenment is the first time, so he is full of expectations.

The night went by in a flash.

The ice rain slowed down the momentum and turned into snowflakes, and Meng Fan, who had finished his cultivation, couldn't find anything to do, because he was either subduing demons and eliminating demons in the past, or preparing to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and he hadn't experienced leisure in the true sense for a long time.

But Maoshan life is like this, quiet and inactive.

Morning class - enjoy the scenery - do evening class - meditation and practice -

On the way, they either visited the master and the four disciples who lived in another Taoist temple on the mountain, or communicated with other uncles.

As the saying goes: there is a specialization in the art industry.

Many elders study a certain way all year round, such as swordsmanship and formation, which is very worthy of learning and exchange. _o_m

Time passed, and Meng Fan was quite interested in alchemy, but found that no one in the sect had embarked on this path, and there was no guide to find it.

In desperation, he plunged into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

This place is not far from the cloud view, walking normally, unhurried, about a quarter of an hour to arrive.

And there is indeed an elder guarding it inside, with all white hair, and his body is not stained with any red dust, and it looks like he will become an immortal at any time.

Obviously, the seniority doesn't know how high it is, and Meng Fan didn't open his mouth to ask, because he didn't ask about longevity, and he suddenly opened his mouth to look very uneducated.

After saluting his elders, he walked briskly into the attic and began to search for the various books.

Western Han Dynasty stone carvings, bamboo slips of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Tang and Song Dynasty scrolls...... The materials carrying the text are different, but the content is addictive, and for several days in a row, the junior and younger brothers who are responsible for delivering meals to Baoyunguan have never seen Meng Fan.

Chapter 108: Ancestral Court