Shenyin Mountain is the location of the Daomen.

Compared with the sacred mountain of Yangning Kingdom, Shenyin Mountain is neither magnificent nor majestic. If it weren't for the clear air and full of aura, it would be no different from the ordinary wild mountains.

Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking up at Shenyin Mountain, people's hearts are filled with an indescribable awe.

There is a gate at the foot of the mountain, a courtyard in the mountain, a pavilion at the top of the mountain, and a mountain path paved with bluestone slabs winds forward, connecting all these places.

Ye Feng carried Lin Xiyao on his back, followed behind the Taoist priest, and stepped up the stone steps.

"There are many more steps here than in front of the Phantom Star Pavilion." Ye Feng accosted without saying a word.

Lin Xiyao was very weak, and lay on Ye Feng's back weakly: "That's how you carried me to Qiuyue Tower that day?" ”

Ye Feng smiled: "If your back is tired, you can hold it for a while." ”

"You seem to be very familiar with the Oiran of the Autumn Moon Tower." Lin Xiyao suddenly asked.

Ye Feng's whole person was stunned, and he didn't know how to explain this matter for a while.

Lin Xiyao on her back also felt it: "What? Involving your privacy? ”

"You're my fiancée, what privacy do I have for you, hahaha." Ye Feng really didn't know how to explain Yan'er's matter to her, so he could only change the conversation and deliberately divert the topic.

Lin Xiyao's body moved, if she hadn't recovered now, she would definitely beat Ye Feng violently.

This stone path has hundreds of steps, with the foundation of refining the physical body, and after the veins are opened, Ye Feng can clearly feel that his body has made a qualitative leap, and his physical fitness is especially obvious.

"Old Dao, how far is it?"

Ye Feng just looked at the road under his feet, and couldn't remember how many steps he had walked.

The Taoist priest only walked in front of him, and he didn't even look back: "It's almost there." ”

Ye Feng stood still and looked up, at the end of this path, there was a mountain gate.

Above the mountain gate, there is a huge plaque, with gold characters on a blue background - Qingping Temple.

There is a couplet on the left and right doorposts:

Contemplating the Tao and contemplating the mind, eating and thinking about guilt for a long time.

Ask about merit and virtue, and there is always kindness in holding the cup.

Behind the mountain gate, the magnificent Taoist temple is covered with antique and solemn and solemn appearance. All the buildings are subtly integrated with the Sacred Mountain, giving the impression that those houses should have been built there in the first place.

The respect of the Tao, the nobility of virtue, the life of Fu Mo and the nature of the usual.

The Tao is natural, and this is the case.

As a local religion, Taoist culture's interpretation of life is an exploration of wisdom and a reflection on the philosophy of life.

The concept of not denying the afterlife, but focusing on this life, is the perspective of the common origin of nature, society and life, the refinement of the universal laws of heaven, earth, man and things, the method of observing the dynamics of things, understanding the essence of things, judging the direction of change, and predicting the development trend, which has eternal reference value for human survival.

Ye Feng stood on the stone steps and stopped to watch for a long time.

"Why don't I come down and go by myself."

Lin Xiyao didn't know what he was thinking at all, and thought that Ye Feng had no strength.

"You look slim, why are you so heavy?!"

Ye Feng quipped, lifted her up hard, and walked towards the mountain gate.

After stepping over the high threshold, Ye Feng can be regarded as entering the Qingping Temple.

Inside, much larger than it looks from the outside, apart from the pavilions, a bamboo forest comes into view, surrounded by green hills, and a small stream runs through the depths of the bamboo forest.

The stream is murmuring, crystal clear, and the sound of flowing water is like a fairy chirping the harp, and the rhyme is natural.

After the bamboo forest, a waterfall seems to fall from the sky, flying beads splashing jade, brilliant as silver.

The strange thing is that such a huge waterfall hangs upside down from mid-air and leaks into the lake, but the sound of the water is not deafening, but like a sound of a piano playing jade, it sounds refreshed, and it is obvious that the water power has been skillfully vented a lot.

On the side of the waterfall, on top of the cliff, there is an attic. It stands high on the steep and protruding lonely peak, looking from afar, like a phoenix with wings spread.

Unconsciously, there seemed to be a faint sound of silk and bamboo in the wind, lined with the sound of flowing water, which made this picture-like Shenyin Mountain look more peaceful and serene.

I followed the Taoist priest to an accord on the edge of the bamboo forest, pushed the door and walked in, everything in the house was made of bamboo, very clean and tidy, and the fragrance of bamboo was everywhere.

"Miss Lin and live here with peace of mind, the clothes and food will be sent by someone, and within ten years, the poor road will ensure that Miss Lin will be healed as before." The Taoist priest put away his previous smile, hugged yin and yang in both hands, and said respectfully.

"Thank you, Chief." Lin Xiyao was lying on the couch, angry.

The Taoist priest smiled back and said to Ye Feng, "Young Master Ye, please come with me." ”

Ye Feng followed the Taoist priest out, still looking back at Lin Xiyao uneasily.

"Ye Gongzi can rest assured, Miss Lin is absolutely safe here, and no one will come to disturb her."

After speaking, the Taoist priest pinched his fingers, recited a mantra in his mouth, and cultivated a golden light spell out of thin air.

With a flick of his finger, the spell instantly turned into a golden light, covering the Accord where Lin Xiyao lived.

"This place is not accessible to people from the Daomen."

"People who are not in the Dao Sect can't approach it?" Ye Feng was stunned for a moment and asked, "Then can I get close?" ”

"Naturally, I can't." The Taoist priest shook his head.

"Huh?"

The Taoist priest looked at Ye Feng and suddenly asked him, "What do you want to go in for?" ”

Without waiting for Ye Feng to answer, the Taoist priest just walked forward, and at the same time beckoned him: "Poor Dao wants to talk to Gongzi about Lingyuan." ”

Hearing him mention the word Lingyuan again, Ye Feng's brows furrowed slightly, and he also had a lot of questions to ask him in his heart.

The two left Accord and chatted as they walked: "You help me like this because of Lingyuan, right?" ”

The Taoist priest smiled: "Fu Zheng Taoist, exorcise ghosts and subdue demons, help life and death, and help others, it is a matter of duty." ”

Ye Feng also smiled: "I don't believe it." ”

"Daomen to subdue demons as their own responsibility, since five hundred years ago with the Daomen enchantment to trap the demon clan in the void of land, Fu Daoist priests will leave the mountain gate, hidden in the market, with the talisman to pray, to eliminate disasters, cure diseases and plagues, help life and death and so on for the ministry. What's more, Lingyuan is originally a thing of the Dao Gate, a thing given by God to fight against the demon clan. ”

"Against the demon thing? But how did I hear that Lingyuan is used to improve the realm of martial arts? ”

"Who said that those who practice martial arts can't fight against the demon clan?" The Taoist priest asked rhetorically.

This rhetorical question made Ye Feng's brain a little down: "Lingyuan is used to subdue demons......"

"Poor Dao is going to arrange Miss Lin's affairs, Ye Gongzi came to Shenyin Mountain for the first time, you can walk around and see the scenery of Shenyin Mountain. Later, when Poor Dao comes back, let's go to see Dao Sect together, if you have any questions, you can ask Dao Sect directly. ”

After Poor Dao finished speaking, he stood still, saluted Ye Feng, and turned to leave.

Ye Feng looked at the back of the Taoist priest and asked, "I don't know what to call the chief?" ”

"The poor man's surname is Zhang, and he calls himself a real person."

"Daochang Zhang." Ye Feng also learned Taoist gestures and saluted the other party.