? The dust-free Taoist chief put the food on the table, Xiong Wei walked over, and pulled the food into his mouth three times and two times, and he didn't know what it tasted like.

Seeing that Xiong Wei was eating too quickly, Wuchen Daoist knocked Xiong Wei's head with chopsticks and said, "Stinky boy! Why are you so ignorant, this is my unique Taoist corn pancake in Wudang Mountain, have you eaten a little famous?"

When Xiong Wei heard the words of the dustless Taoist, he suddenly stopped eating, looked at the pancakes in his hand and turned them over and asked, "What is this made of? How many corn tortillas can a roast chicken be exchanged for?"

"Hehe!" Wuchen Daoist laughed at Xiong Wei and touched Bai Huahua's beard with his hand, "Stinky boy, this corn is not available anywhere else, even if I don't have much in Wudang Mountain, you can't exchange it for ten roast chickens." ”

"Ahh

"Come on, come on, stinky boy, you're drinking this tea, what's the change?"

Xiong Wei took another sip of tea, and suddenly felt relaxed and happy, clear and bright, and the breath of the whole body was much calmer. Xiong Wei put down the tea bowl, scratched his head with his hand, looked at the dustless Taoist in a daze and said, "Uncle Taishi, this tea is also the famous tea of Wudang Mountain, and it tastes much smoother." ”

The dustless Taoist also took a few sips of the tea bowl, nodded and said with a smile: "You kid is knowledgeable, this is my Wudang Dao tea." ”

"That's not right!" Xiong Wei suddenly put down the tea bowl and looked at Wuchen Dao Chang, "Last time I was in Huanglongdong, how could the tea not taste like this, and I didn't eat any corn tortillas?"

"Hehe!" "Dustless Dao Elder laughed, "Today is the winter solstice, the Yuqing Holy Realm Yuan Shi Tianzun Christmas." Yuqing Sacred Realm Void Natural Origin Tianzun is the highest god of my Taoism. ”

"Uncle Taishi, today is a good day?" Xiong Wei remembered, this Yuqing Holy Realm Void Natural Origin Heavenly Venerable, ranking first among the three Qings. Also known as "Yuqing Emperor". In the "Sanqing Palace" of the palace view, its statue is in the center, and most of them hold mixed yuan beads.

"Whenever Christmas Day comes, it is advisable to fast, worship sincerely, and have 100,000,000,000 merits nAd1 than usual," said to Xiong Wei earnestly after putting away his playful mentality.

Xiong Wei tasted the food slowly, he was worried about the joy in his heart, and he was happy to see the dustless dao chief, and wondered if he could get the Yin Fu Sutra first at this time.

Xiong Wei looked at the dustless Taoist and said flatteringly: "Uncle Taishi, today is such a good day, do you think such a good thing is willing to give me to eat?

"Hmph!" Wuchen Daoist became unhappy and glared at Xiong Wei, "You only have a free heart? You promised me to heal your illness and stay with me in Wudang Mountain, don't forget." ”

Xiong Wei saw that the dustless Taoist chief stopped smiling again, and showed himself a panicked face, knowing that the dustless Taoist was just a powerful mouth, but he was compassionate in his heart, and put down the food and panicked like the dustless Taoist chief, and said, "I'm full, don't eat." ”

Xiong Wei ignored the dustless Taoist as he spoke, and sat down at the table by himself.

"Ahh The dustless Taoist leader slapped Xiong Wei's head, shook his hand in front of Xiong Wei a few times, and said, "How many is this?"

"Five!" Xiong Wei said casually, thinking in his heart that this old Taoist wouldn't give me the Yin Rune Sutra if he didn't want to find a way.

Wuchen Dao Chief glared at Xiong Wei, then moved his gaze to look outside the door and said, "You should be the radish and cabbage sold in the vegetable market for my martial arts secrets of Wudang Mountain, and you can take it away at will." You are not a disciple of my Wudang Mountain now, and it is none of my business to live or die. ”

Xiong Wei stood up angrily and walked outside, "Uncle Taishi, if you don't give me that Yin Fu Sutra, I'll find it myself." My master's life hangs on the line!"

"How old are you stinky boy?" "The dustless Taoist leader followed Xiong Wei out of the house, "If it weren't for the affection of the senior brother, you stinky boy would have been able to get gold"

"Uncle Tai, my master is also your nephew! If it weren't for Uncle Tai to help me, what would my stinky boy have the ability to reach the golden top, but you can't pull people to let people go! My master's life is tied to your hands, Uncle Tai will not save him when he sees death, my master's master, your senior brother can't be stable under Jiuquan!" Xiong Wei said in one breath, looking at the dustless Taoist chief, he was a little movednAd2(

Xiong Wei added again: "Uncle Taishi, on such a good day today, I want to go and worship the statue, this golden hall has a statue of Emperor Zhenwu." ”

"Boy, follow me!" The Dustless Daoist looked at Xiong Wei, and when he thought about walking out of the house, Xiong Wei followed the Dustless Daoist to the main hall.

Xiong Wei looked at the statue of the bronze gilt Zhenwu Emperor enshrined in the hall, his statue was dressed in robes and armor, draped hair and feet, plump and burly, with a kind face, and the golden boy and jade girl stood left and right, restrained and obedient, elegant and handsome.

The two generals of water and fire, holding the sword with the flag, standing in two compartments, brave and majestic; the "two generals of the turtle and snake" are placed under the god case, the snake surrounds the belly of the turtle, looks at the prime minister, vividly conveys the spirit, and is ingenious. The temple god case and the offerings on the case are all bronze gilt products.

Xiong Wei looked up and saw a bronze gilt orb hanging from the caisson shaft rising upwards from the ceiling of the golden temple.

Xiong Wei looked at it carefully and asked, "Uncle Taishi, this is the Wind Shelter Pearl, right?"

The dustless Taoist chief nodded, and then pointed to the everlasting lamp in front of the statue and said: "This pearl can calm the mountain wind, so that it cannot enter the temple, and ensure that the magic lamp in the temple will not be extinguished." ”

Xiong Wei walked a few laps in the Golden Palace, the Golden Palace is very big and very high, Xiong Wei looked up, the top of the highest hall is less than two zhang, there are more than one zhang wide left and right, the heavy eaves are stacked ridges, the wing angles are flying, the temple ridge is decorated with immortals and beasts, the shape is vivid and realistic.

There are twelve columns in the main hall, the treasure lotus pillar base, the bucket arch eaves rafters, very dexterous and exquisite. On the forehead and ceiling, carved and cast flowing clouds, spindles and other decorative patterns, the lines are soft and smooth.

"Uncle Taishi, this mountain is so high, how did this golden palace be built?" Xiong Wei looked at the dustless Taoist and asked.

Wuchen Dao Chang touched his white beard and said slowly: "According to legend, when Zhu Yuanzhang was fighting the world, he once clashed with the Yuan army, and the whole army was annihilated, he desperately fled to a small thatched nunnery at the foot of Wudang Mountain, and begged the Taoist priest inside to save his lifenAd3("

"The Taoist priest said, 'I saved you, the chasing soldiers came to burn my thatched hermitage, where am I going to live?' Zhu Yuanzhang said: 'I will compensate you for a golden palace in the future.'" ’”

The Taoist priest asked Zhu Yuanzhang to stand under the cypress tree and cast a stealth method on him. After the Yuan army chased after him, he couldn't find Zhu Yuanzhang, so he set fire to the hermitage. After Zhu Yuanzhang and the other Yuan soldiers walked away, they found that the Taoist priest was also gone. ”

"This Taoist priest is the True Martial God. After Zhu Yuanzhang won the world, he ordered his fourth son Zhu Di to build a magnificent golden palace for the true martial god on the Tianzhu Peak of Wudang Mountain. ”

Xiong Wei walked to the middle of the Golden Palace to look at the statue of the True Martial God in the Golden Palace, solemnly and mightily≡ and bowed down three times, and said: "Xuanwu Zhenjun, my name is Xiong Wei, I left home since I was a child, and I have met the master after all the hardships. ”

"My master's master, the old man in white, was originally a disciple of Wudang Mountain, and he killed the enemy for the country and left Wudang Mountain. My master is also a hero, and recently he was injured by desperately killing the enemy because of protecting my Xiong family villager. ”

"Master's swordsmanship also originates from the swordsmanship of Wudang Mountain, but Master's carefree swordsmanship is too masculine, and I am willing to worship you as a teacher in order to obtain the Yin Fu Sutra to heal Master. Xiong Wei said and bowed naturally.

"What?stinky boy!" the dustless Taoist looked at Xiong Wei in surprise on the side, "You apprentice!"

Xiong Wei looked at Wuchen Daoist with a sincere face and said, "Uncle Taishi, I worshiped the statue of the True Martial God, and I am a disciple of Wudang Mountain." ”

Xiong Wei knelt in front of the idol and bowed three more heads reverently. After prostrating, Xiong Wei did not get up, but knelt in front of the idol and looked at it stubbornly, as if to say, "If you don't promise me, I won't get up."

"You stinky boy, if you want to apprentice, you have to choose an auspicious day and a good day, and open the mountain to worship your ancestors. "The dustless Taoist has been witty all his life, and he doesn't dare to be casual at this time, "You are messing up the rules." ”

Xiong Wei still knelt in front of the statue of the Golden Temple, and said seriously: "Today is an auspicious day!"

"Click!click!" Suddenly, there was a sound above the roof, and the Dustless Dao Master stood up in surprise and muttered to himself: "This golden hall has been refined by thunder and fire, not only is it undamaged, there is no trace, but it is as brilliant as ever. How can there be a noise today?".

Xiong is very calm, and he will not panic even if the roof collapses now. The Dustless Daoist was only surprised, and it was even stranger to see Xiong Wei kneeling motionless in front of the idol and waiting.

After the sound ended, there was no movement for a long time, and Xiong Wei did not get up, but still knelt in front of the statue. The dustless Taoist walked over, looked at Xiong Wei and said, "Stinky boy, are you still kneeling?"

Xiong Wei looked at the dustless road chief, shook his head, and looked at the idol deadly, but he didn't get up.

"Is this the will of heaven?" The Dustless Daoist looked at Xiong Wei kneeling in front of the statue of the True Martial God and didn't think about it: the Dustless Daoist is the highest Daoist in Wudang Mountain, Xiong Wei is the apprentice of Xiaoxiao, and the master of Xiaoxiao is his senior brother The old man in white, in fact, Xiong Wei makes sense to say that he is a disciple of Wudang Mountain.

The dust-free Taoist looked at the wind-sheltering fairy bead hanging on the caisson and continued to think: This golden palace has always had three wonders: one strange is this wind-sheltering fairy bead. The second strange is the Thunder Fire Refining Palace, and the other strange is the flying ant coming to the court.

The first strange caisson is hung with a gilded pearl, which is called "the fairy pearl of shelter". This jewel can suppress the mountain wind and cannot blow into the temple gate, so as to ensure that the magic lamp in the temple will be bright.

The second Strange Thunder Fire Refining Palace, during the thunderstorm, the golden palace is often surrounded by electric flashes, fireballs rolling, the scene is gorgeous, and after each lightning strike, the golden palace is not only undamaged, but also as bright as new. Brilliant and radiant.

Third, the strange flying ants are even stranger. This wonderful landscape often occurs around the beginning of autumn every year. During this season, countless winged black flying ants often gather around the Golden Temple, and they gather more and more, one after the other. These flying ants came to the temple and then died, and the golden temple was surrounded by a thick layer of flying ants of black crows, which looked very spectacular. People believe that this is a flying ant to worship the Emperor Zhenwu, so it is called "flying ants to come to the court".

The dustless Taoist chief thought about the wonder of "flying ants coming to the court" not long ago, and thought suspiciously: Could it be that something strange happened today?