Qi Jingzhi looked at the couplet in front of the door first, and then looked at the main entrance of the Xuandu Temple.

This is a white stone archway with a palace top, lofty and majestic, warped corner cornices, decorated with glazed tiles, looking at the golden splendor, bright and dazzling.

In the middle of the wall, there are three golden characters of "Xuandu View", and on each side stands a wall with gorgeous decoration and embedded with cloud crane relief.

There is a pair of jade cranes standing under the wall, all carved from green jade, the whole body is full of green energy, and the eyeballs are rubies and the like, faintly revealing red light.

Seeing these two jade cranes, Qi Jingzhi grinned, his heart was indeed a generation of cranes, and his previous thoughts were not to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, but to have a teacher and a disciple.

He pursed his lips, but the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned upward, and he couldn't help but look at Feng Zixu, in case his heart was revealed, and it would be very bad if he was noticed by this cautious master.

As Feng Zixu and Qi Jingzhi approached, the door opened without wind.

The master and apprentice walked into it, and they were faced with the front hall of this palace, which was called the Lingguan Palace.

As he followed Feng Zixu through the hall, Qi Jingzhi's eyes were attracted by the statues of the gods enshrined in the hall.

I saw that this god was born with a bare face and beard, wearing a golden armor and red robe, with fiery eyes on his forehead, three eyes glaring, holding a golden seal on his left, holding a golden whip on his right, and stepping on the two wheels of wind and fire, extremely powerful and brave.

The tablet in front of the statue reads this god honorific number: "The first congenital will protect the path with a naked heart, the three or five trains, the king of heaven, the mighty spirit, and manifest the heavenly venerable."

Seeing the admiration in his disciples' eyes, Feng Zixu explained: "The so-called spirit official is the Daomen's Dharma Protector Town Mountain Divine General, and there are always five hundred."

"This is the great spiritual official of the capital, ranking first among the five hundred spiritual officials, the god of thunder, the god of fire, and the god of subduing demons, in charge of picketing the heavens and the earth, collecting plague and poison, and is known as the three-eyed person who can see the affairs of the world, and wake up the people in the world with a whip."

Qi Jingzhi nodded when he heard this, but in his heart he remembered the Shengqing he had seen at Jiao Po's Dragon Mother's birthday banquet.

The green python with a modest temperament refused to even be the mountain god of Daqi, but in order to repay the kindness of the past, he went to a small Taoist temple to become a protector god, and I don't know if he was walking a path similar to that of five hundred spirit officials.

The master and apprentice walked through the Lingguan Palace, and in front of them was a more magnificent hall, with a side hall on the east and west sides.

"The Great Dao Infinite Palace?"

This should be the main hall of the Xuandu Temple, Qi Jingzhi read out the name of the temple softly, and thought of the infinite wilderness in his heart.

He looked through the open door of the temple, but saw that the temple was quite empty, and it seemed that there was no idol of the god.

The whole hall is simple and heavy, there is no carving at all, and even there is no couplet on the pillar in front of the hall.

I only heard Feng Zixu say, "The Great Dao Wuji Hall is a place to pay homage to Dao Ancestors. The realm of the Taoist ancestor is unfathomable, let alone indescribable, so there is no statue of a god in the hall, only the four characters of "Yujing Yuanshi" are enshrined."

Qi Jingzhi, as a native of Qi State, has heard the most since he was a child of the Three Emperors, the Three Emperors, the Three Holy Kings of the Heavenly Emperor Temple, and the Eight Lords of the Holy King of Wucheng, and he is not familiar with the gods of Daomen.

He had never heard of the five hundred Zhenshan Dharma Protector Spirit Officers before, and he had never heard of the Great Dao Wuji Hall in front of him, which did not stand up as a statue, and he didn't know if it was arranged like this in all Taoist temples in the world, or if only the Xuandu Temple was a maverick.

He couldn't help but be curious, and turned his head to look at the side hall on the east side, wanting to see which Daomen deity he had never heard of enshrined in it.

"That place is the Donghua Palace, and the inside is dedicated to the Emperor of the Donghua Purple Mansion and the Prince of Yuanyang East. Legend has it that this innate god is the essence of Yuan Yang, who holds the Qi of Donghua to the True Qing Yang, and is the Lord of Yang and Harmony, ruling over all the spirits of the East."

Feng Zixu didn't get tired of it, and explained to his disciples in detail: "Since this Yang Gong is an innate god who is reborn from essence, he naturally shouldn't desecrate the god form with clay carving wood sculptures, so there is no statue of a god in this hall, only the four characters of 'Purple Mansion Yuanyang' are enshrined."

The Xuandu Guan Master paused, and then added without being salty: "That's right...... The Tiantai Mountain Blue Sea Immortal Sect claimed to be the Dao of this great god."

Qi Jingzhi couldn't help nodding, and when he heard "Donghua to the True Qingyang Qi", he thought of Tiantai Mountain's "Qinghua

Jindan Essentials" and the Qi of Qinghua Shaoyang.

Feng Zixu looked to the west again and continued, "The one on the west side is the West Spirit Palace, and inside it is dedicated to the Great Sage of Xiling Yaochi and the Queen Mother of Taiyin West. Legend has it that this god is the incarnation of the essence of the Taiyin, who holds the qi of the Western Spirit to the Beginning of Yin, and is the master of the Yin Spirit, ruling over the Western Saints."

"This Yin Mother has quite a few gods that have been passed down in the world, but our Xuandu Temple treats everyone equally, and there are no idols either, only the four characters of "Yaochi Taiyin" are enshrined."

"Dao Ancestor, Yang Gong and Yin Mother are all innate gods, you don't need ordinary incense, you just need to pay homage in your heart, you don't need to kneel down and pray and burn incense and sacrifice."

Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi could basically conclude that the practice of only erecting a temple without a statue like the one in front of him, even if it is not unique to the Xuandu Temple, should not be common among the world's Taoist sects.

"Is it really because of respect? It can't be said that it is because these idle clouds and wild cranes in Xianyu Mountain are used to being lazy......

When the young man was slandering, Feng Zixu's gaze fell on the long knife fried life.

Then I heard this Xuandu Guan idea point out: "Legend has it that the Yin Mother once killed a candle dragon and suppressed its remnants under Zhongshan in the ruins of Kunlun, and then named it the god of Zhongshan, gave it the name Candle Jiuyin, and ordered it to be called the essence of Ding Huo to illuminate the netherworld country under the mountain."

Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi's heart immediately moved, and he was quite a little hindsight.

Previously, this master of his own family was afraid that Langyajun would do something on Ruomu Dao Ling, and he also deliberately checked the fried life carefully, although he didn't say much afterwards, but he mentioned the candle dragon once when teaching "The Grain Food Qi Chapter", and this is the second time at this moment, obviously he has already seen through the origin of this long knife.

"There is a wood in the east of the sky, and a candle dragon is placed below. I will cut off the dragon's feet and chew the dragon's flesh, so that it will not be able to return to the court, and it will not be able to lie down at night......

Qi Jingzhi recited it softly and continued: "Langyajun once encouraged his apprentices, asking me to hold this wooden knife, cut the dragon's feet, chew the dragon's meat, climb the sea and suppress the eastward water, and invite the day when I return to the west by Yu Spring......

The young man's face was full of amazement, and his tone was also excited, and he said with joy, "I didn't expect that someone had already done such a feat!" qs

Seeing this, Feng Zixu immediately sneered: "There is no reason for your joyful and admiring appearance! Just because Mother Yin can kill the candle dragon doesn't mean that others can do it, and it has nothing to do with you, a little crane!"

Qi Jingzhi smiled when he heard it, but his mouth was silent, he didn't refute, and he didn't say anything crazy.

Next, Feng Zixu really didn't enter the Great Dao Wuji Palace, but took his own disciples to bypass it.

There is another hall behind the palace, called the Patriarch's Palace, much smaller than the main hall in front, a little less grand and solemn, a little more elegant and leisurely, there is no hall on both sides, but two pavilions, one is called the East Sword Pavilion, one is the West Flute Tower.

Qi Jingzhi noticed that the simple style of this ancestral hall was different from that of the first three halls, and the most favorite couplets of the Xianyu Mountain Gate appeared on the pillar in front of the door, and the number of words was the most among the couplets he had ever seen.

"The sword leans against the blue sky, the flute leans against the building, the cloud shadow is long, and the crane shadow is long. I will join hands with Shangyingzhou, be in Yanfu, and be in Yanfu."

"A period of red clouds and green trees is sad, and today is also resting, and the ancient is also resting. When the sun sets in the west and the water flows eastward, what do you want for rich, what do you want for expensive."

Qi Jingzhi read it again, and he still didn't have too deep feelings in his heart, but he was attracted by the first sentence, and he already understood the origin of the names of the East Sword Pavilion and the West Flute Tower.

His gaze turned on the jade-handled green sheath long sword on Feng Zixu's waist, and then he looked at the East Sword Pavilion, only to see that there was also a couplet outside the pavilion.

Shanglian: "Bai Hong sits and flies, and the green snake roars in the box."

The next link: "The lightning is full of light, and the dragon walks around."

Seeing his apprentices looking around and his eyes wandering, Feng Zixu couldn't help but smile and said, "As the name suggests, the Patriarch Hall is for the purpose of worshipping the Patriarch, but whether it is a statue, a portrait, or a tablet of the Divine Lord, there is nothing inside, and you only need to be sincere."

"This apse is also the residence of the master, but the teacher doesn't like it very much, and he still lives in the Purple Void Pavilion at the back."

After saying that, this Xuandu Guan Lord raised his hand and pointed at the East Sword Pavilion and said, "The sword light is from the secret box, and the crane nature is with the clouds

High."

"This East Sword Pavilion is the use of the hidden sword of this sect, but it's a pity that you refuse to learn the sword intent of the Honglu Ding Huo, and you will eventually have no chance with the divine sword in the pavilion."

Feng Zixu's tone sounded a little stunned, but his eyes were full of cunning, and the corners of his mouth were even more gloating.

Hearing his master mention this matter again, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but have a big head, but he couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and immediately asked, "Master, what kind of divine swords do we have in Xianyu Mountain?"

Hearing this, Feng Zixu didn't sell Guan Zi, and replied very simply: "The four swords of Bai Hong, Green Snake, Thunder Light, and Panjiao mentioned on this couplet, now only this green snake in the hands of the master is left!"

"The hidden swords in the pavilion, including the other three swords, are either damaged, lost, or left outside, or have completely left the world with the sword master, and have lived in the endless wilderness for a long time, and most of them will never return."

"Forever in the Wild?" Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but be stunned.

Although this sounds like no return, it doesn't seem to be the same thing as Ding Lingwei's lost in the wild.

At the same time, this also aroused a question in Qi Jing's heart.

So, he asked directly, "Master, the apprentice is the first disciple of your disciple, and it is just a matter if you don't have a junior brother of the same generation, but I see that this Immortal Feather Xuandu Cave is empty, is it possible that I don't even have a senior uncle and uncle?"

"Langyajun also said to the disciples that the Feng clan of Xianyu Mountain was a continuation of the Lizheng Fengniao clan of the Ancient Heavenly Court, why have you never seen the Feng clan in the cave sky?"

Hearing his apprentice's question, the arc of Feng Zixu's mouth quietly disappeared, and he said in a light tone: "There are some things that you should know yet, so you should treat the Xuandu View as only our master and apprentice!"

"When you are qualified to become the world walker of Xianyu Mountain, and even the young master of Xuandu Temple, you will tell you everything as a teacher."

"As for this East Sword Pavilion, if it is empty, it will be empty, and in the future, the two of us will either collect or refine, and sooner or later we will be able to restore the grand occasion of the sword qi in the past."

It was rare to see his own master like this, Qi Jingzhi naturally shut up and turned to look at the West Flute Tower at the other end.

"Borrow the Dan furnace to cook the stone spring, and the building will be close to the gods for a day."

"Occasionally played the flute and went down the mountain, and passed through the world for another 500 years."

Compared with the sword intent of the East Sword Pavilion couplet, the West Flute Tower is obviously a little more immortal.

Feng Zixu took out the vermilion lacquer wrong gold flute that had never left his body, shook it in front of Qi Jingzhi, and a smile appeared on his face again: "Although there are no more swords in the East Sword Pavilion, there are more flutes in the West Flute Tower!"

As she spoke, she turned around and walked in the direction of the West Flute Tower: "Little Crane, come up and pick a flute for you."

Qi Jingzhi immediately pulled out his legs and followed, but there was a tangle on his face: "Master, do you still have to learn to play the flute after worshipping in Xianyu Mountain?"

Speaking of which, although he coincidentally got the charm of the two songs "Flying Dragon Calling Linpu" and "Ten Thousand Pine Winds", and benefited a lot, he actually didn't know the rhythm of music, and he was not very interested in it.

"That's nature! The people of Xianyu Mountain Gate must not only learn to play the flute, but also learn to make flutes."

Feng Zixu nodded as a matter of course, and added at the end: "You can be content, after all, learning the rhythm of music is an elegant thing, going back thousands of years, the people of Xianyu Mountain still have to learn to weave straw shoes!"

"Straw sandals?"

Qi Jing was stunned, and immediately reacted, knowing that what his master was talking about should be crane shoes, so he muttered in a low voice: "Actually, instead of learning to play the flute, the apprentice is more willing to learn to weave straw sandals......

Although his voice was small, but what a master of Xuandu Guan was such a master, the phoenix eyes immediately had a bad feeling, and his backhand was a flute split, and it hit Qi Jingzhi's head lightly and heavily.

"Oops!"

The young man snorted painfully in response, and then he felt that something was wrong, and asked suspiciously, "Master, what are you made of this flute?" How does it feel light, it doesn't look like gold, iron and jade, but the texture is quite firm, and it doesn't look like wood and bamboo."

While speaking, the master and apprentice had already entered the West Flute Tower.

In the middle of the building, there is a shelf against the wall, which is full of flutes of different sizes and lengths, some of which have been painted with gold and color like the flute of Feng Zixu, and more of them are missing the last process, still maintaining the color of the original material, and without exception they are all bone white that Qi Jingzhi is very familiar with.

Qi Jingzhi walked closer, picked up a flute of primary color and looked at it carefully, and when it was confirmed, he couldn't help but be surprised: "These flutes are actually made of bones?"

As he spoke, he looked around, and saw that the shelves by the wall were full of this kind of white bone flute, but the degree of whiteness was quite different, for example, the one he held in his hand should have been made for a long time, and it had already turned yellow and brown.

Feng Zixu bowed his head slightly: "These flutes are all made of local materials, and they are made of the wing bones of the long-lived cranes in the Crane Valley."

Next, this Xuandu Guan Master did not pause, and directly taught the method of making the crane winged bone flute.

"When making the flute, the skin and flesh on the wings of the crane must be removed, then the joints at both ends are sawed off, the upper and lower nozzles are smoothed, and then the bone marrow inside is removed to make the wing bones hollow."

"Then it needs to be carefully polished, so that the two ends of the crane wing bone have an oval shape, with a large upper mouth and a small lower mouth."

"Then it's time to drill holes, which vary from five to eight holes, depending on the length of the wing bones, with the seven-hole flute being the most common. This process requires the highest level of skill, and the position and spacing of the holes have the greatest impact on the timbre......

Qi Jingzhi became a little interested when he listened to it, and felt that it seemed to be similar to skinning his prey, and he had the illusion of returning to his old job, and when he looked at his master again, he was inexplicably a little more kind.

Feng Zixu naturally discovered the changes in his apprentice, but he couldn't think of the reason for it for a while, and his eyes showed suspicion, and he continued: "Because a crane has two wings, it can usually be made into two bone flutes, which happens to be a pair of male and female flutes."

"The male flute is slightly thicker and its tone is slightly higher, and the female flute is slightly thinner and its tone is slightly lower, which is in line with the yin and yang rhythm of the music."

"Speaking of this yin and yang law, there are twelve music rhythms made by the ancient sages, also known as six laws and six laws, odd numbers are yang and six laws, and even numbers are yin and six laws."

"As the saying goes, the heavens and the earth are yellow, and the universe is desolate. The sun and the moon are shining, and the sun and moon are shining. The cold comes and the summer comes, and the autumn harvest is hidden in winter. Leap more than the age of adulthood, and the law and Lu tune the yang......"

"Our Xianyu Mountain's Rhythm Lu Yang Technique is the secret transmission of the Ancient Heavenly Court Calendar Zheng Feng Bird Clan, which can coordinate yin and yang, correct the calendar, measure the solar terms, and cultivate all things."

"As for the specific cultivation method, it is natural to make male and female bone flutes and study the laws of yin and yang, which can be said to be in line with the way of heaven and the principles of people, and is in line with the practice of our Xuandu Temple......

Feng Zixu was obviously still teaching flute making and music rhythm one moment ago, and the next moment he turned back to the Heavenly Dao Human Principles.

As she spoke, she suddenly remembered that Qi Jingzhi did not choose the Honglu Ding Fire Sword Intent, so she stopped talking and glared at her disciple viciously.

Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi immediately shrank his neck, lowered his eyebrows, and was extremely well-behaved and obedient.

While peeking at his master's face, he secretly mused, "I didn't learn the Honglu Ding Fire Sword Intent before, although the master didn't seem to care much, he couldn't say anything in his heart, so he held back his anger......

"Whew! This is also a helpless thing, her old man always has a big stove burning in her heart, the sword intent is sharp, and the killing is unparalleled, this temper can be good!"

"In the future, I still have to be more well-behaved, and I must also learn the skills of making flutes and playing flutes and adjusting the yang of Lu Lu, and don't give her a reason for her attack!"