Outside the Tiangong Terrace, there were more than a hundred believers. Although they had been worshiping for months and months, the Zihao Border Office sent many officers to besiege the place and forced the believers outside the Tiangong Terrace to disperse. In the end, they were still unable to disperse any of the believers. On the contrary, it almost led to a bloody fight to the death. After careful consideration, I had no choice but to acquiesce to the people of Waguan and let them choose who to be a believer.
The Tiangong Terrace, which is mentioned almost every day by the people of Waguan, is just an ordinary scenery. Firstly, it cannot be regarded as a strange and strange sight that was born with the earth. Secondly, it cannot be regarded as the work of any exquisite craftsman. The wonders built by princes, generals, ministers, or people with a good family background often waste money, labor, people and money every day to build wonders. It is neither a wonder in the world nor a treasure place where scholars and scholars come here and feel excited and sigh. It's not very famous, and secondly, it's not very novel. Just because of the eighteen bare and straight black stone pillars standing in the north of Waguan, no matter how you look at it, you just feel that it is dull and indifferent.
But everyone knows that in Waguan, not far from Qingnikou, there are many Taoist temples that are good at predicting Feng Shui and fortune. Among these Taoist temples, only Tiangongtai is the only one. Honor.
Many people from outside the country don't understand why so many people here believe in such ghosts and gods. However, there are not necessarily any Taoist masters who are really talented in fortune-telling and fortune-telling who come here to seek fame. They are so vague that they cannot withstand scrutiny at all, and they do not know that these masters, who have no real talent or knowledge, actually have their own residences, but those who are somewhat famous even have their own monasteries, and they come to ask questions every day. People seeking to see you are like crucian carp crossing a river. Not only do they come to see you for weddings or funerals, or if they are going to travel far away soon, they all go to the master's dojo that they believe in to ask for a visit. Whether it's bad or good luck, or whether it's a taboo, people come and go and never disappear.
Among them, Tiangong Terrace is especially famous. Among the eighteen Moyun stone pillars, the disciples of Immortal Lei Bu are sitting there all year round. If you want to see Immortal Lei Bu, you need to meet him every day. Come early on the moon day, as soon as noon passes, this immortal master who always wears a strangely high Taoist crown will suddenly appear in the middle of the Moyun Stone Pillar in front of everyone, surrounded by the Moyun Stone Pillar. The space is just like the stars over the moon.
But today, for some unknown reason, Master Leibu, who was not supposed to show traces, did not use the same tricks as usual. Instead, he took a young man in red clothes and hung a sword and came out at night. , walked slowly to the place where the fortune-telling forum was held on weekdays, and acted as usual. He sat cross-legged with his legs crossed, his waist and abdomen were relaxed, his shoulders were gathered, and he pointed towards the scattered Moyun stone pillars not far away.
"Many outsiders are suspicious of these eighteen stone pillars. What are their origins and their magic? How can they be placed safely in such a bustling city, causing countless troubles, and the people who are here , all know that these stone pillars have never been useful. The one who is really praised is the old man. Even the disciples under the old man who have ordinary academic skills and indescribable talents are equally useless. What these people value is nothing but illusory things. The four characters of Leibu Immortal Master.”
Until now, Xia Jingyi still doesn't know what the abilities of this strangely dressed old Taoist in front of him are, let alone what important matters the latter has brought himself here to discuss, so he remains silent and just listens to the old Taoist in front of him talking to himself. Talk to yourself.
The old Taoist said that in terms of age when he entered the Taoist practice, he was probably not as good as Xia Jingyi. After all, before he came to practice the Dharma, he was just an ordinary person in the mountains and forests. He only knew how to make a living by farming. His life was quite poor, and even he could only live in good years. Only when the time comes can we barely survive the new year. At the end of the year, for those who still have money at home, it is usually a good time for the whole family to get together and enjoy family life. It is rare to be able to wash away the hard work of this year and just enjoy the delicious food. Clothes are enough to make ordinary people happy for a long time, but for veteran Taoists, being able to survive the New Year seems to be considered good luck this year. The first half of his life was extremely difficult. He worked hard until he was nearly 40 years old and his parents died without illness. Only then did the old man pack his bags, set fire to the old house and leave his hometown.
"If you think about it, there are not a few people who suffer from hunger and poverty in the world. Even the people in the world who can be called famous nowadays are either founders or rare masters of spiritual practice. Most of them have suffered from some poverty. Being down and out, naturally it’s nothing
Self-pity or resentment are more common among poor people after all. "
After leaving his hometown, the old Taoist actually had some skills. In just a few years, he actually worshiped in a dilapidated Taoist temple. Although he was the oldest disciple, he still had to shamelessly call the younger Taoist priests "senior brother". , but at least I can find food and clothing, and I won't have to work hard all year long like before, but I can't get enough food. As the masters of Taoist temples get older, they have no intention of teaching any skills. Instead, they wander around all day long. As for the mysterious and mysterious skills in the Taoist sects, the old Taoists only know a rough idea and have nowhere to learn such superb skills. , and there is no way to know the powerful means of recognizing people and observing their appearance, but since you can get a full meal, of course it is good and good.
Most of the skills of the old Taoist were learned secretly, and they often used such deceptive methods to earn some money by going down the mountain. It was not necessarily for the sake of wealth. After all, in the past, when they had nothing to eat, they were like duckweeds. Usually, it has faded from the memories of farmers who have grown up in age, like spring dew and autumn frost, which come three to five hours before dawn, but quickly dissipate after the sky shines.
"My cheap master once said that an old man is not suitable for learning Taoism. After all his life is calculated, he will be just an ordinary Taoist. Those blind tricks he learned by chance may sound like Taoism, but they can only be practiced by those who know how to do it. In the eyes of the human eye, it is not even considered a magic trick. For example, you first apply a layer of fine sand on your palms and then pretend to catch the ghosts in the oil pan with your bare hands. With two or three ink strokes of talismans, some ghosts can appear on the rice paper. This method is used specifically to use people's hearts to gain business."
Xia Jingyi still didn't understand what the old man wanted to say, he just raised his eyebrows slightly and listened with interest to the nonsense of this weirdly dressed old man.
Old Dao Dundun seemed to be recalling the Taoist temple back then. Of course, he had very little free time and wasted his time. However, he was very sad for a moment. "Perhaps my master was right. I shouldn't be a member of the Taoist temple." , but in order to survive, even if I idle around in the Taoist temple, which is particularly unpleasant, and often go down the mountain to cheat, it is hard to say that it is not a good place. Master once said, I was born to be close to the rolling thunder in the sky, even if you know that I often go down the mountain to make money The matter was still passed on to Lei Dharma, and then he was driven out of the mountain."
Thunder is coming from outside the sky.
Everyone in the northern border knows that there is rarely thunder in the cold winter. Even if they don’t know the profound truth behind it, they at least know the importance of it. Especially when there is snow falling in a few days, it is clear that the eighteen stone pillars are covered with snow. The snow is still piled very thickly, and there are even many uneven places, and the hanging ice is still there. Half of it melts away during the day, but when the long night comes, it becomes more solid and clear, as if it has 180 benefits. The sword is always hanging, but every time the wind blows, the sword has already sounded.
Xia Jingyi seldom looked down upon others. After entering the martial arts world, he restrained his original temperament. Although he still had his pride, his temperament was much more restrained than before he entered the spiritual practice. When he first met this Taoist, he felt that his inner energy was not exposed to the mountains and rivers. He is considered to be a master, but since he has already passed through the three realms of cultivation, there is always a sense of contempt.
After all, it really makes no sense for someone at Xia Jingyi's age to look down on a veteran of the Three Realms who is in his fifties.
But often the world is so illusory and irrational, so the slap in the face makes a loud noise. It seems that if you think about it carefully, you will not feel ashamed, but more relieved. ap.
Eighteen streaks of flowing gold, like scorching lightning, instantly fell from the clouds to the top of the stone pillar.
The male of thunder and the female of lightning touched the ground with one foot.
At Waguan, which belongs to the northern border, there are only eighteen ordinary bare, straight, and mottled black stone pillars. At this time, they have faded away from the mortal world and are so rich that they can even burn people's eyes. Dizzy spread all over the ground, and when the old Taoist with a high crown pinpointed him, all his limbs and bones were devoured in an instant, until the eighteen rolling thunders, which were so thick that people mistakenly thought they could lift the sky, all appeared. It penetrates into the muscles, bones, flesh and blood, and reaches hundreds of orifices and thousands of meridians, and then the turbid qi in the mouth is exhaled with satisfaction.
Xia Jingyi took a deep breath and stared at the radiant old man in front of him, like a diseased tree rejuvenating in the spring. After all, he had put away his cynical and arrogant face in the past.
"Dare to ask, sir, my surname is Gao."
The white hair turns black, and there are golden threads between the gestures and gestures
The Taoist who was hidden under the skin was quite casual. He neither investigated Xia Jingyi's previous arrogance, nor did he put on too much pretense or show off his master's air. He was still the same as before, winking at the latter in a rather philistine manner. , holding up the cheeks that should have been covered with fine wrinkles, thinking hard for a long time, and finally patted his head.
"I haven't used my lay name for a long time, and no one has asked me about it in these years, so I really can't remember it. I just remember that when I first entered the Taoist temple to work as a meal, the old Taoist priest gave me a Taoist name. My lay name is Zhang, so I call him Zhang. Taiping means that the world is at peace and good things come to an end."
Many people in Wuguan who had not seen this immortal master of Leibu showing his magical power for a long time were not afraid of the severe cold, but flocked to the Tiangong Terrace one after another. The depths of people's eyes were all golden, like autumn. Come to the endless harvest of wheat in the fields.
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