Chapter 464: Heavenly Wind Destroys Clouds and Buried Nine Walls (4)

At the moment when Yun Niangzi was thinking, all the cultivators who sensed the snow talisman from the sky and refused to leave their true names and true forms on the Xia Yuan Taiyi True Form Diagram had an extra Taiying Jade Talisman of the same shape in their hands.

Someone's meaning is obvious, if you want to be like those demon immortals, seek a future as an immortal official of the Taiyuan Palace of the lower yuan, as long as the merit is done, you can afford to accept the introduction of the talisman in the true talisman of the Taiyuan, and you can naturally leave the true name and true form in the true form of the lower yuan Taiyi, and become the immortal official and divine general summoned by the Taiyi monarch of the lower yuan. Naturally, such immortal officials and gods are also bound by the laws of the Xuanmen Dao in the Xiayuan Taiyuan Palace, and they are no longer such unrestrained wild gods and demon immortals.

If you are like Yun Niangzi who has no intention of accepting the method of being called by the Xuanmen, and is a god with a role, and only wants to ask for an immortal Dao fruit, there is another way. The Taiying Jade Talisman was set up for this purpose, so that the cultivators accumulated merit and practiced it, and exchanged the good deeds for the kind of Taoist books and immortal scriptures that directly pointed to immortality, and even the pills, medicinal bait, charms, and magic weapons that the cultivators usually used to protect themselves.

The demon fairy who was born improperly, the scattered immortal of the side sect, was added in the name of the immortal official.

Cultivators who have not yet achieved the immortal path but already have some mana will lure them with things outside the cultivation path.

Taishang said, "If you want to take it, you must fix it", just by virtue of these two items, whether it is a person in the world's Taoist sect, or a demon fairy and scattered immortal from a side door, they are almost all in this place.

However, in terms of reality, in order to achieve Wei Ye's goal of "all the monks in the world are in my place", there are still several prerequisites that must be met.

The first is that this world can't be the time and space where "immortals are all over the place, and mortals are not as good as dogs", and the huge world is watching the righteous and evil ways play with nuclear bomb-level killers.

Because the immortals are all over the ground, so whether it is a treasure of heaven and earth, or a Taoist book and a Danjing, it is a similar type of thing as the wild sweet potato seedlings on the side of the road, and mortals have a chance to be reborn when they eat a wild grass, and they can pick up the treasures of the ancient immortals once they go into the mountain for a barbecue, who still takes the immortal book of the Taiyuan Taiyuan Palace seriously? Who is willing to accumulate external strength and exchange things for the Taiying jade talisman?

Secondly, it is best not to have other immortal sects with orderly inheritance and deep roots, otherwise, it will inevitably fall into a circle of vicious competition.

Only now is this piece of heaven and earth suitable for Wei Ye to spread like this, integrating all the cultivators in the world into a system dominated by Daohai Zongyuan.

For the cultivators of the world, no matter what kind of layout is hidden in this snow, the benefits are real, and the opportunity to climb up is also visible at a glance.

That's enough.

From the mainland to the sea, those famous mountains, those rivers, those islands, and those reefs, there are streams of divine thoughts quietly rising, echoing the snow from the northern sky.

Indeed, the grade of these divine thoughts is not too high, most of them are only first-class demon immortals, and only a few of them have touched the edge of scattered immortals. This is the most intuitive power pattern of this heaven and earth after the ascension of many truly supernatural powers. But once these forces come together, they are an important force that cannot be ignored.

Although there is also a lineage of Buddhism in this world, which controls a considerable part of the resources, the core of Buddhism is always based on the three Dharma seals and the three refuges, no matter how many sects are divided and how many methods are created, but this core purification and homogeneity is the fundamental characteristic of each sect of Buddhism.

In the Daomen, although it is also said that it is "3,600 side doors, 84,000 magic", all of them are small foreign arts, not authentic for the Xuanmen, but the so-called side door, it is just a mistaken road, not to be taught, but still in the Tao

This kind of inclusiveness has been used by someone to make a fuss, and it has become the fundamental legal principle for turning the side door into a positive and using it for it.

But in the world, there is a good and a harm, just like xylitol is human honey but dog arsenic.

For those demon immortals of different sects, this snow is nothing less than good news to announce the opening of the road to heaven, but for other existences, this snow is tantamount to bad luck.

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The north of Luoyang, Xijing, is the North Mountain.

Regardless of the Qin, Han, Wei and Jin dynasties, there are anecdotes of wealth and ghosts and foxes in the mountains that stretch for hundreds of miles, witnessing the autumn moon in the Han Palace, and seeing the romance of the Wei and Jin dynasties. And there is the Song Dynasty, and here is a good place for Zhao officials to send away obstructive ministers and unscrupulous relatives.

Although it is the middle of winter, the Jingu Stream in the north of Beibi Mountain does not have the slightest winter scene, and it is still a scene of late summer and early autumn.

Although the name of Jingu Stream is "Stream", it is actually a deep valley dozens of miles long, in the past, as someone boasted, "there are clear springs and lush forests, and all fruits, bamboos, cypresses, and medicinal herbs are all available." There are also water mills, fish ponds, and earth caves, which are prepared for entertaining and pleasing things", but now they only see bamboo and trees growing together, and the grass grows wildly.

Except for those who are full of food and have nothing to do, they will come here to pay tribute to the ruins of the Golden Valley Garden in the Jin Dynasty, and think of the gorgeous scene of Shi Chong, the lord of the Golden Valley Garden, who placed a wine party here, and mourned the peerless beauty Green Bead who "fell like a person falling from a building", no one wants to come here to walk around.

What's more, in the faint rumors, this is only dozens of miles long in the Jingu Stream, from time to time there are masters who collect medicine, woodcutters who chop wood, and grazing children who are gone, and they don't see anyone alive or dead. That is, those who are famous for their big moves, and from time to time they have to carry alcohol and Meiji to come here to have a good time.

On this day, another group of scholars who admired Shi Jilun's "romantic story" brought their servants to this ** stream.

The one headed by this group of scholars, surnamed Fan Minghongdao, was originally a student of Bianliang Tai, but because Qin Xuezheng, who wanted to catch up with Taixue because of the storm in Taixue, stepped down, he ended up losing both, and he was swept out of Taixue.

However, this Fan scholar has a little poetry fame, and he claims to be an ordinary character in Liu Tuntian, and he also wants to change his name to a shallow and low singing, and be a white-clothed minister who laughs proudly at the prince. It's just that this style of words is biased towards the Sansu faction, and it is the so-called "singing poetry with a cavity", after all, it is not as good as Liu Yong, Zhou Bangyan and other words, and he is always famous among the clappers and pipa.

However, whether the words are good or not is secondary, Fan Xue's appearance is first-class handsome, so there are few laughing sisters on the top who find to supplement him, saying that it is a new word, but it is better to ask Langjun for warmth.

Today, when I went to the elegant collection of Meiji in Jingujian to enjoy the plum blossoms, this Fan scholar also invited a famous official prostitute in Luoyang to accompany him.

That sister's surname is Zhao, and the small character Shengluan can be regarded as a glamorous name, but such a sister is always a little reserved, and she uses Zhang Zuo to maintain her only remaining self-esteem, and Zhao Shengluan is not exempt from vulgarity. Seeing that this class of scholars had already gathered in one place, Miss Zhao still did not come.

In this way, Fan Hongdao's cheeks were a little unbearable, so he pulled the little scholar who was in his class aside and sent the boy to urge him again.

Those scholars who attended the meeting, seeing that Zhao Shengluan's sister was not there, were also a little unable to sit still.

This said: "Brother Fan is such a romantic person, how can he touch a nose of dust here with Miss Shengluan." ”

That one said: "After all, people in my generation are a little 'suburban island thin', and it is understandable to be left out in the cold." ”

seemed to be considerate of Fan Hongdao's words, but when it fell on Fan Dacai's face, it was like a "snapping" sound like opening a bow left and right. But he couldn't have a seizure again, so he had to turn around in the same place again and again, as if he was grinding.

is anxious, but I can hear a woman's singing voice echoing at the bottom of the stream for no reason, its voice is not like today's people, and it is not a new word card song in today's tense, but it is quite elegant and upright:

"Chunhua who is not beautiful, when the fall of the fall. The sudden smoke is still low, and it is not expected to retreat. Gui Fang was a beetle in vain, and lost love in her eyebrows. Sitting and resting, haggard and empty. ”

At the beginning of the song, I saw a pair of girls in green clothes, wearing phoenix feathers and golden hairpins, with an inverted dragon jade pendant tied around her waist, holding a pair of incense buckets in her hands, and came out for no reason. ”

Fan Hongdaozheng was unhappy, and couldn't help asking: "What kind of person is your master, why don't you even prepare a post, so you have to invite someone?"

The pair of girls in Tsing Yi smiled and said: "I don't know how to be polite, but my temper is not small, I broke into my master's business, and I have a wine party here, but I think my master is rude!"

After that, several swordsmen jumped out, all of them were ancient costumes with black scarves and white jackets, and they glared angrily at their swords, obviously meaning that they would draw their swords if they didn't agree with each other.

Fan Hongdao and his entourage saw those sword-pressing men, and their legs suddenly weakened by half, but they just said forcefully on their faces: "Go and go, your master is not a tiger's den in Longtan?"

The pair of girls in Tsing Yi listened, smiled at these scholars, turned around and led the way, only to see that the scenery everywhere along the way is different from the past, the pond and marsh garden seems to have been repaired by people's skillful hands, not as simple and wild as seen in the past, between the pavilions and forests, there are more beautiful women holding the dust, holding the spit pot to welcome, the road is surrounded by colorful brocade obstacles like clouds, I don't know where it spreads. The ground was covered with a thick layer of incense crumbs, and there was no trace of soil.

The pair of girls who led the way, stepping on the path paved with incense crumbs, only had shallow footprints, and if you didn't pay attention to it, you almost thought that these two girls were floating in the air.

After a while, I arrived at a cliff hanging between the towers, and saw a middle-aged scribe in ancient clothes sitting on the main seat, wearing a white high hat, wearing a large-sleeved cloth shirt, and playing with an iron Ruyi in his hand, with a handsome posture and fluttering like a fairy.

On the guest seat, he is a young noble son with red lips and white teeth, handsome as a virgin, but this noble son has a rhino horn crown on his head and a round-necked official uniform and a golden flower belt on his body, but he is completely like a noble relative of the Song people.

The scribe played with Tie Ruyi in his hand, glanced at Fan Hongdao and his party, and smiled at the noble son: "Today, Yake has arrived, and the little prince should not be as willful as in the past, which will spoil my poetry." ”

The noble son, who was called "Little Wang Taiwei", shook his head and said: "Where did the elder brother come from, you and I are neighbors, and my brother's guests are my guests, how can there be a difference?"

In the middle of the conversation, I saw a beautiful woman in her thirties walking out of the side, reporting to the scribe: "All the guests have arrived, and according to the old practice of Jingu, there are two beauties in each to persuade them to drink." The swordsman outside the door is ready, if the seat is not happy, cut the beauty to thank the guest. ”

The scribe smiled and nodded, "Ah knows me the most, but I don't know what the little prince thinks?"

The little Wang Taiwei shook his head and said, "Brother Ji Lun, these concubines are of course extremely cute. However, today's guests are not complete, but Zhao Shengluan from Luoyang City has never come with him, so that I can't taste the famous live steamed beauty on the top of Jingu Garden, isn't it a big pity?"

When these words came out, Fan Hongdao knew that it was not good, but he said in a trembling voice: "Could it be Mr. Shi Jilun, who worshiped the guards in the Jin Dynasty?

The middle-aged scribe shook his head and said: "I am not the same generation as Mr. Fan, and the official title is not enough to insult Qingting, but this little Wang Taiwei, who was once awarded by the Lord of Song, is also the founder of the dynasty, the big Jixun, known as the 'Three Iron General', you can come to see the ceremony." ”

When these words came out, Fan Hongdao and his party were even more earthy.

Uncle Wang Jixun, the brother-in-law of Zhao Kuangyin, Taizu of the Song Dynasty, is known as the "Three Iron Generals", but he has nothing to do except take the soldiers to harm the people, and he can only be defeated repeatedly on the battlefield. Zhao Kuangyin is known as "Kuanren", but in fact, he has loved the short all his life, and accepted the military power of his brother-in-law, but let him stay in Xijing, who knows that this uncle of the kingdom has no military power but likes to eat people, and opens a human flesh feast in Luoyang City every day, and also gets the protection of Zhao Da, only by him every day to throw the leftover human bones to the north of the mountain. It wasn't until Zhao Er's axe sound and candle shadow did the Zhao Da who was known as "Kuanren" that he put this ogre to death.

Today, I don't want a famous man of the Jin Dynasty who likes to steam beauties alive, and an uncle of the Great Song Dynasty who likes to eat human flesh alive, to entertain people at the bottom of this Jingu stream!

When I was confused, I saw a team of beautiful women with jade holding jade plates and surrounding them, but the jade plates contained beautiful heads. Wenzao is like Chunhua, and the conversation is Yu Lanfang. Dispel worries to get rid of your worries, and entertain your ears to be famous for prostitution......"

There are beauties on the side holding jade urns, drinking wine with a golden ladle, but the wine is full of fishy smell, smelling it and knowing that it is not a good way, a few scholars want to refuse, but they can't stand those maids step by step to force it to be poured.

Shi Chong sat on the main seat, but said with a smile: "Come slowly, come slowly, if there is a talented person who does a good poem, this cup is free." If you can't make a poem, or make a wrong rhyme, it's not too late to fine the number of wine in the Golden Valley. ”

When those ghost queens heard this, they didn't force it, but in the face of this house full of evil ghosts, who could have the heart to compose poems?

On the side, Wang Jixun, the ogre, just pulled a drunkard Ji, took off his head, hugged a headless body, tore his clothes, and buried his head in the snow peaks to bite. The head of the ghost queen was placed on the table, just begging for mercy, as if it was a very interesting thing to watch her body being bitten to pieces.

Fan Hongdao knew that this time it was a catastrophe, so he had to secretly recite "Taiyi saves the suffering Tianzun", and said with a forced smile: "Such a 'Jiahui', you can't do without poetry, why not take the Jiahui couplet as the title, take the hundred sentences as the rate, and record this matter?"

All the scholars trembled and agreed: "Yes, yes, the couplet is the most elegant and wonderful, and please Brother Fan to start first, and we will just harmonize according to the rhyme." ”

Everyone knows that if you want to live a little longer at this moment, you will rely on this couplet to support it, even if you are not good at writing poems on weekdays, you will search for dry intestines and dig out many sets of words for backup.

Fan Hongdao first rhymed and said: "The frost has no fragrance." ”

This sentence, he started plainly, peeked at it, but saw that Shi Chong's face was not very good-looking, and he secretly said to himself: "It's not good! The seven words of the Jin Dynasty are still the smell of Yuefu, not like the seven laws, quatrains, and songs of later generations, if this old ghost can't get along with poetry, won't he be annoyed and angry?"

was in a state of melancholy, but I heard someone laughing and saying above the clouds outside the hall: "Mo Dao frost is fragrant, who knows how to cook the snow cloud room?" Shi Ji Lun refused to disperse, Wang Jixun's soul was still stubborn, how could I send the spirit chapter lightly in the heavenly wind, what did I say that the wat is full of beds, singing and dancing fields, and he is a withered grass and withered poplar, the lonely grave is desolate, and the pink skeleton is turned into a white expanse, where can you enjoy it?"

In Lang's laughter, he saw a snowflake falling for no reason, and suddenly the spiritual light came out through the air, like a big day, and in a blink of an eye, the hall full of ghosts and things melted into nothingness.

Shi Chong and Wang Jixun couldn't dodge, and in a blink of an eye, they turned into two skeletons, and instantly ground into a place of powder, only two phantoms were shrouded in the skylight, and I don't know where they went.

As for the Mei Ji who only had her head left, the maid holding the head, and the swordsman who was ready to shoot with her sword, they all panicked, just ran around with their heads in their hands, and the ghosts cried again and again with three points of fear, four points of anxiety, and some unknown dazedness, and they were gradually taken away by the clear light that fell from the sky.

Only the laughter of the singer faded away, but there was an old man in Taoist costume with gray hair, holding a rattan cane like a dragon in his hand, and he didn't know when he appeared in front of this group of scholars.

The old man looked at Fan Hongdao and his entourage, and sighed: "It is an elegant thing for everyone to be nostalgic for the past, but why bother to find such a place where they used to eat people to be elegant before their deaths? The god suppressed them several times, so they had to accuse the next Yuan Taiyi Jun before driving, today I asked for the Taiyi talisman, so that the ghost cave was finally swept away, and there was no more poison, so you can return home quickly, and you can not be postponed here. ”

The old man said that, he went by himself, and there was no trace in an instant, only Fan Hongdao was more clever, and shouted loudly: "Respect the gods and go slowly, dare to ask where the Xia Yuan Taiyi Jun is the immortal saint, where is the incense dojo?

The old man's voice came from afar, but it was clear: "The newly built Taiping Lingyou Palace in Bianliang, Tokyo, is the place to serve Taiyijun's incense. ”