Chapter 8 Sky Bridge
Early in the morning, Meng Feiyan hired a big car, and rushed to the Shangqing Palace with Shen Tianhe, Shen Qingli, and the ordinary three. Shen Tianhe didn't like to move, so he leaned on the car door and closed his eyes to recuperate. Ordinary but a young man's surname, it's easy to go out far away, so naturally I can't help but look around, chirping and talking non-stop. Meng Feiyan was driving the car, and at the same time telling some interesting things to the ordinary, which caused the ordinary to dance and dance, and the sadness had already diluted a lot.
It is not a day to stop on the road. Finally, a month later, the carriage stopped outside a mountain gate. Ordinary people don't wait for the carriage to stop, so they jump out of the carriage first. Two small eyes, looking around with bones. As far as the eye can see, I see two mountains sandwiching the road, revealing a majestic Taoist temple. On both sides of the Taoist temple, Gu Bai Sensen, indescribably majestic and solemn. The mountain gate is about five zhang high, and it is painted vermilion. Above the gate, there is a gilded plaque hanging, and the three big characters of "Shangqing Palace" on the plaque reflect the light, dazzling flowers. On both sides of the mountain gate, there were two young men dressed as Taoist priests, and they saluted the two from a distance. Shen Tianhe waved his hand and said, "That's it!" The two of them didn't say much, and retreated to the side, as if they hadn't seen the three people in front of them. Shen Tianhe snorted and brought the three of them inside.
When you enter the door, you will be greeted by a very large and long strip of road. The corridor is long and straight, and it happens to cut the inner courtyard in half. To the west of the inner courtyard, there are countless arches, and inside the arches, the courtyard is densely covered, and there are obviously a large number of people. To the east of the inner courtyard, there are only two courtyards, both of which are only one layer high, compared to the magnificent in the west, straight as the domestic cat than the tiger, the jackdaw than the phoenix, the difference can not be counted. Between the two courtyards, they are divided by a road, and each has an open space with a diameter of about five miles. The open space in the east is just paved with ordinary loess. On the open space, there are some iron balls, sandbags and other equipment, but in the open space to the west, according to the direction of the eight trigrams, it is divided into eight areas: Qian, Kun, Zhen, Gen, Li, Kan, Dui, and Xun. Each area, with bluestone as the base, is marked with different colors, which looks both mysterious and majestic. These two large open spaces must be places for disciples to practice.
After crossing the road, there is a small single-plank bridge in front of which has been erected to a foot wide. The stone bridge is off the ground, more than ten zhang high, the bridge body is about five zhang long, only one foot wide, and there are no handrails on both sides. Next to the single-plank bridge, spraying beads and splashing jade, the water flow is turbulent, but it is a waterfall that is like a hundred refinements. The water flows down from the waterfall, and it can't stop "rumbling", which makes people feel timid when they see it. On the side of the wooden bridge, a stone tablet was planted, and there were three big characters on it: "Tongtian Bridge". Shen Qingli smiled and galloped over first. But listening to the sound of the bridge board "Gege", Shen Tianhe and Meng Feiyan walked across the bridge one after another. When the two of them walked, they didn't have the slightest trick, just walked slowly like ordinary people. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the wooden planks on the bridge kept shaking, as if they were about to break at any time, and he couldn't help but be dizzy and his mind was stuffy for a while. The two walked across the bridge and stood by the roadside waiting. The four eyes full of encouragement all threw themselves at him.
"I, I'm ......" Ping Fan looked at the bridge, and his eyes gradually showed a look of horror. I want to move, but my legs are like a thousand gold, and I can't lift anything. Shen and Meng glanced at each other, and thought in unison: "This kid doesn't have a strong surname, how can he learn the superior Dao method?"
After a while, Shen Tianhe sighed lightly and said, "Child, if you can't cross this bridge, then you can't be considered a disciple of your own sect, and I have no choice but to send you down the mountain!"
Ordinary was groaning to himself, coldly unguarded by someone on the shoulder, and retreated sharply involuntarily. Then his knee was numb, and he fell down with a "plop" and fell hard. I only heard Shen Qingli scolding: "Phew, useless thing, coward! If you don't come, then get out of here as soon as possible! Under the gate of the Shangqing Palace, there is no disciple like you who is greedy for life and afraid of death!"
Ordinary fell down, his forehead hit the pier, and when he landed, a piece the size of an egg swollen. Ordinary people were in pain, and they were furious, and they didn't say anything to ask for help, and they only put their hands on the ground, and they stood up. I just thought in my heart: "Ordinary man, how can I be despised by you? You want to look down on me, I want to break through, the big deal is just death, what's the big deal?" Suddenly, I don't know where the courage came from, I crossed the bridge with both feet in three or two steps. Ordinary and running for a few feet, suddenly there was a flower in front of him, but he saw Shen Qingli smiling like a flower, standing in front of him vividly, full of anger, and disappeared. was doing nothing, but heard Shen Qingli laugh and said, "Stupid, aren't you just here?"
It turns out that cultivating immortals and preaching, what qualifications and surnames, and magic weapons are just trivial matters. What really matters is the courage and determination to move forward. Although the situation has been difficult in the past ten years, there are elders and Wang Lin in the past, and there are people who are out of the dust to protect each other, and in their lives, they have never suffered any major setbacks. Even the trial of the Shangqing faction is not a real life-and-death situation. Until now, with the courage and determination that he has never had in his life, he forced his way through. It can be said that it was only at this time that Pingfan faintly took the first step in his practice. This truth, ordinary people don't understand, Shen Tianhe, Meng Feiyan naturally won't say it. If this truth is explained, I am afraid that I am afraid of ordinary people, and it will be difficult to make progress in cultivation.
After crossing the wooden bridge, there is a smooth road ahead. Shen Tianhe took the ordinary, Meng Feiyan and Shen Qingli, a group of four, happily walked to the main hall.
In front of the main hall, there is a stone staircase of about 200 steps. Looking at it from afar, I feel that the main hall seems to be in the clouds, towering and towering, which makes people feel solemn when they see it. On both sides of the stone steps, pines and cypresses are planted all over, which looks more and more green and quiet. Under the shade of trees, I can see from afar above the door of the main hall, a vermilion wood plaque is hung, and the big characters of the third brother of "Shangqing Palace" on the plaque reflect the light, which is dazzling.
Ordinary people just crossed the stone bridge, and at this time they didn't feel how sad the stone steps were. After a few stops, I walked over. On a swarthy little face, sweat was dripping endlessly, but there was no impatience in the eyes. Shen and Meng smiled at him, showed a reward, and then led him into the hall. Shen Qingli was waiting outside the hall.
When you enter the hall, you will be greeted by a colorful statue of the old road. The old man sat cross-legged, holding the dust in his hands, and his expression was very kind. In front of Lao Dao, there is a one-foot-high god seat, with six small black characters on it, "God of Shangqing Patriarch". After the statue of Lao Dao, there are three statues and gods, all of which are enshrined with sesame oil fruits. In the main hall, there are dozens of people standing or standing, and everyone has a way and a custom, but everyone looks solemn and does not say a word. Ordinary people can enter the palace, and they don't dare to take a mouthful of the atmosphere.
After a long time, I heard a cold voice say, "Senior Brother Tianhe, who is this person?"
(PS: This chapter spends a lot of ink describing the environment, really not to make up the number of words, but to point out from the side to show the gap between the Bodhi Temple and the Muni Hall.) This chapter stops at the end of the point, as a foreshadowing, and later in the first volume, the reason will naturally be pointed out. Also, the Shangqing faction, the Shangqing Palace, the Tongtian Bridge, and the Tongtian Town, these four places are also interlocking foreshadowing, as for what is the connection, I will still click lightly now, and I will explain later. )