One said: In the past, Gonggong and Zhuan fought for the emperor, angry and unable to touch the mountain, the pillar of heaven was broken, and the earth was destroyed. The sky tilts to the northwest, so the sun, moon and stars shift; The land is not in the southeast, so the water and dust return.

Again: In ancient times, the four poles were wasted, and Kyushu was split; The sky is not covered, and the earth is not circumferential; The fire is not extinguished, and the water is vast and unstoppable; Beasts eat the people, and birds grab the old and weak. So Nuwa refined the five-colored stone to make up for the sky, broke the turtle enough to set up the four poles, killed the black dragon to help Jizhou, and accumulated ashes to stop the flood. The sky is supplemented, and the four poles are positive; The flood dried up, and Jizhou was flat; The cunning worm died, and the people's livelihood was lost.

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In the spring season, Wutu County No. 1 Middle School organizes a spring outing for students, and the first choice is of course the famous local scenic spot, which is located at the foot of Qifeng Mountain. Mr. Shi Fan, the homeroom teacher who led the first and second classes of high school, was talking about the ancient times to the students.

Mr. Fan is not tall in his forties, not good-looking, and has a big belly, but he is knowledgeable, humorous, and has many fans in school. Not only their class, but also other students came close to listen with relish, and surrounded him in the middle like the stars holding the moon.

Legend has it that in ancient times, we were the embodiment of kindness and kindness, a symbol of beauty and wisdom...... The goddess of creation, Nuwa Niangniang, made up for the sky in the west, took the phoenix to the wind, and prepared to go to the South China Sea to meet her husband Emperor Fuxi.

When passing through a place in the south, I saw a mountain with sudden peaks, clouds and mist, beautiful scenery, there was a lake at the foot of the mountain, the water was sparkling, the water was ethereal, the bottom was not visible, and the state was extremely beautiful. Niangniang saw the hunting heart for a while, fell in this lake to bathe and swim, at this time the southern Hongmeng has not opened, the surrounding flowers and plants are flourishing, such as weaving forests and trees, towering to the sky, birds and beasts are rampant, snakes, insects, rats and ants are rampant, and there is no human being involved. The blue water is cool and slippery, the mountain breeze blows the hair, Nuwa Niangniang combs her long hair with the jasper comb she carries after bathing, and accidentally leaves it on the acacia stone where she sits, after thousands of years, the jasper comb and the boulder merge into one, and the descendants name the lake Yucomb Lake, which is the origin of the Yucomb Lake.

The divine bird phoenix stopped on the mountain peak for the mother of the water to protect the law, by the way killed two three zhang long python, the divine bird shot earth-shattering, although the power of 10,000 years still exists, this mountain is cloudy and misty all the year round, the flowers bloom in the four seasons but the insects are not prosperous, it has become the world's famous religious mountain feng shui treasure land, this is the origin of the name of Qifeng Mountain.

Well, more importantly, Nuwa Niangniang suddenly had the interest to carefully knead a number of villains with the black soil and white soil on the lakeside, and then breathed the soul, so that they had life and wisdom, so that there were human beings around them. They began the process of conquering nature, driving wild beasts, building houses, growing crops, raising livestock, and passing them on from generation to generation. Of course, this is also the reason why there are so many handsome guys and beauties in Wutu County, because our ancestors were carefully pinched out by Nuwa Niangniang, right.

Teacher Fan's words caused the students in a circle to laugh, and they were honored one by one, and Zhang Fengrui was one of them. He took the opportunity to ask the question that had been brewing for a long time, "Teacher Fan, can you tell me about the origin of Fenglaiguan, some people say that it was built during the Tang Xuanzong period, right?" ”

It seems that the strategists around Cao Apu, who asked 'why the lord laughs', this is the best compliment!

The old Fan who was talking about it looked at Zhang Fengrui approvingly and nodded slightly, the little guy is one of the youngest students in the class, looking at his simple clothes, his family background is obviously not good, but he is smart and well-read, he can be regarded as his beloved apprentice.

"Good question!" Lao Fan shook his head and shook his head like a river, most of the interested bystanders were boys, and they listened to it one by one, and they were so fooled by him that they didn't want to

"Some people say that Fenglai Temple was built in the early years of the Ming Dynasty, which is basically a foregone conclusion. However, after many years of research, this statement is also not true: "According to Lao Fan's statement, in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, there were Taoist masters who were displaced to the south due to war and chaos came here, and saw that Zhong Lingyuxiu Feng Shui was excellent, so he chose to build Fenglai Temple. However, a thousand years later, Ming Chengzu Zhu Di launched the Battle of Jingjing and robbed his nephew Emperor Jianwen. Emperor Jianwen escaped the pursuit of Jinyi Wei and fled all the way to this place under the escort of Yuan Yizhen, the top master of Taoism, and then lived incognito here for the rest of his life.

However, because Emperor Jianwen believed in Buddhism, and because the true dragon emperor was hidden here, and followed his subordinates to build a lot of Buddhist buildings, so Qifeng Mountain Fenglaiguan is a very rare temple of Buddhist and Taoist practitioners, both worship Sanqing and offer to the Buddha. There are a lot of believers in the peak of incense, every year on the Buddha's birthday or March 3, it is called a lively, it is simply a sea of people.

Also, after settling down, they built a Guanyin Pavilion on Wolong Mountain that is far away from Qifeng Mountain, and followed the concubines who fled here with Emperor Jianwen to become monks and practice there.

Lao Fan's high-minded arguments are reasonable and well-founded, including both the temple dispute and the favorite fights and killings of the second middle school teenagers, plus Lao Fan boasted that what Yuan Yi real person can fly with a sword, fly flowers and pick leaves, and show his might in Wutu and the eight strong commanders of Jinyiwei's martial arts made the fight fall apart, and the wind and clouds changed color, and the male students could hear their blood and eyebrows fluttering.

After a while, it was time for lunch, and the students were led by the teacher to meet in pairs and threes on a fairly flat grass to share lunch.

Lao Fan looked around but there was no trace of Zhang Fengrui, and asked the students of the third class of the first year of high school, and an insider reported, "Teacher Fan, Zhang Fengrui went to see his father's grave, he asked me to ask you for a leave of absence, and I will come back in a while, please rest assured."

Lao Fan shook his head and felt pity, just now he noticed that the other classmates were carrying or carrying the biscuits, canned juice, snacks and snacks that their parents bought, only Zhang Fengrui came empty-handed. Originally, Lao Fan wanted to invite him to dine with him, but Zhang Fengrui nominally went to visit his father's grave, but in fact, he avoided the embarrassing scene of no one and no one.

At this time, in the middle of Qifeng Terrace in front of Fenglai Temple, which is located halfway up Qifeng Mountain, surrounded by psyllium, morning glory, Yingshan red and other wild flowers surrounded by a tomb, Zhang Fengrui held the wild flowers he picked along the way and respectfully placed them in front of his father's tombstone, and then knelt down and kowtowed. Looking at the vigorous and powerful stone carving words on the bluestone tombstone: Therefore, the tomb of Zhang Zongchang is examined, and there are filial sons and filial daughters on the lower left of the stele, that is, the names of their three sisters, and the date of birth and death of the father on the right: born on April 1, 1944 and died on October 9, 1987. Coincidentally, today is my father's 49th birthday. Alas, in a blink of an eye, his father has been dead for six years, and recalling the past, Zhang Fengrui is sad.

Zhang Fengrui's father Zhang Zongchang definitely died young, if it weren't for a car accident caused by brake failure, he was already the deputy of the county government, he was very likely to go one step further that year, and his future was broader.

The deceased is like this! Just when Zhang Feng saw things and people mourning the spring and autumn, someone came. The person who came was about sixty years old, dressed in a cyan robe, with a lazy bun on his head, an antique long sword behind his back, and a dust whisk that could not be seen in his hand.

"Xiao Fengzi, you've grown taller again!" Outsiders will be absolutely surprised to see the scene in front of them. It is unbelievable that Fenglaiguan, who has always been unsmiling and cold, is the head of the Taoist sect Feng Cicada to be so affectionate and gentle to this young and immature young man in simple clothes. You must know that even if the prefectural and department-level officials come to Fenglaiguan to see, Feng Cicada is too lazy to deal with it, and casually sends his apprentices and grandchildren to deal with things.

"Wind Chief, hello" Zhang Fengrui didn't dare to slack off, quickly stood up and bowed, without him, Feng Cicada was not only one of his father's best friends during his lifetime, but also one of the few people who consistently treated their family, of course, there was also an identity that Feng Lao Dao himself didn't want to recognize, Zhang Fengrui's named master.

Feng Cicada first chattered about Zhang Fengrui's study, and after learning that Zhang Fengrui's grades could enter the top 40 in the grade, he bowed slightly, and encouraged him to continue to work hard, never disappoint his father's hope, and strive to be admitted to a prestigious university.

"Alas, my dad wants me to be admitted to Mizuki University, but it's difficult, I've been very serious and hard-working, but, alas, especially mathematics, I always can't understand" Facing the wind chief, just like facing his father, the boy did not reserve, and poured out his inner hesitation to him.

"Xiao Fengzi, don't be sad, manpower is sometimes poor, just work hard, your father will not blame you in the spirit of heaven" After comforting Zhang Fengrui for a few words, Feng Cicada put his arm around Zhang Fengrui's thin shoulders, pointed to the surrounding green mountains and vast forests, and his tone increased several degrees

"Look, take a good look, there are mountains behind here, and there are low hills in front, such as the book case in front, which means that future generations will be successful in studying, and fame and fortune will be at your fingertips. There is a continuous Wutu ancient city wall on the left, which is called the Qinglong Ju Left Shoucai Gate. There is a hill on the right to connect into a piece, and it can be said that the white tiger removes the evil and turns the evil into good fortune. At the foot of the mountain, there is a jade comb lake, the clear water is like a jade mirror, and it is called a cornucopia to sit in. There is the Beichen River like a jade belt around the city and flows into Baicao Lake, which means that the luck is long. The surrounding pine trees are towering and lush, which means that the pine trees will not grow old. With such a good fortune, why can your father live alone? ”

Feng Cicada looked excited, her gray eyebrows twitched again and again, and her eyes were shining: "Since the establishment of Fenglai Temple 1,500 years ago, only your father can be buried here after his death, and those high-ranking officials, dignitaries and even princes and generals can't do it?" Do you know why not? ”

Zhang Fengrui shook his head blankly, and asked tentatively, "It's my father and the Taoist leader, are you friends of life and death?" ”

"Hey, silly boy." The wind cicada pettingly stroked Zhang Fengrui's thin back, and said with a smile, "Even if I am the master of the view, I can't do what I want, and I can't break the rules of Fenglaiguan for thousands of years."

His slender eyes became deep and distant, with a reminiscence of the past, full of helplessness and amazement, and then debunked the mystery, "Why did everyone in Fenglaiguan unanimously agree to bury your father in Qifengtai six years ago?" The reason is very simple, good deeds bear good fruits, you must know that in 1967, if there was no your father, Fenglai Temple would have been destroyed, and this thousand-year-old temple has long ceased to exist! ”

"Ah," Zhang Fengrui exclaimed, "My dad never told me before he died"

"Alas," the wind cicada sighed, turned around and stared at the name on the tombstone, and sighed with emotion, "Your father's short life, no matter how he behaves, he is worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth, and he is a model for my generation."

The atmosphere was a little solemn for a while, and the old Taoist priest and the young man were speechless until Zhang Fengrui's stomach rumbled.

Alas, you can't ask too much of him, this is still a child who eats long meals! The wind cicada smiled dumbly, "Haha, you're hungry, let's go, follow me to find a monk to eat"

An hour later, the wind cicada stood in front of the tomb of Zhang Fengrui's father, and watched the well-fed and energetic Zhang Fengrui go away along the winding bluestone path from Qifeng Mountain to Yucomb Lake. He habitually scratched the striking red scar on the right side of his neck, which was left when he fought the fire with Zhang Fengrui's father.

The cicada's eyes showed a little disappointment and some confusion. What he didn't tell Zhang Fengrui was that his father, Zhang Zongchang, a lifelong friend of Feng Cicada, calculated that his time was running out seven years ago, and then looked for his tomb everywhere, and chose to take a fancy to Fenglaiguan Qianqi Fengtai, which was the place where Nuwa Niangniang's mount Shenhuang landed.

It is said that Zhang Zongchang's tomb is buried here, and future generations will have kings, but to this day, Zhang Fengrui's child has ordinary bones, and the chaos in the heavenly spirit has not been opened, and there is no supernatural place.

Even the Zhenguan Divine Technique that he passed on to him by himself was an exception, and this kid has practiced for more than ten years, but he has never been able to get started, which is really strange. Well, should it be on his sisters? Let's find a chance to see the two girls.