Chapter 71: The Hanging Pavilion of Fohai Crossing Taoist Disciple

Style: Science Author: Liu JingzheWords: 2009Update Time: 24/01/12 06:48:08
"With your words, this poor Taoist feels more at ease." The grim-faced Taoist priest clasped his fists and said, "I can't thank you enough for the kindness."

"Stop being so sore, hurry up and get ready for the journey."

He Siniang quickly bandaged Zhao Ermu's wound, and the three of them rested for a while, and then continued to move along the plank road.

After walking from north to south for a while, the plank road began to gradually turn west. After walking for a while, the three of them had already reached the southeast side of the mountain.

The three of them stopped at the same time, because standing here they could see the entire south side of the island in the middle of the lake, and the scene in front of them was completely unexpected.

I saw that the entire island in the middle of the lake is actually composed of two huge mountains. It looks like an open book standing on the ground. The north side is the intersection of the two mountains. Between the two mountains diagonally facing each other, a valley is formed that is narrow in the north and wide in the south. Below the valley is an open space with a few vague buildings on it. However, the most eye-catching thing is the two towers in mid-air, almost dozens of feet above the ground. In the corner of the mountain, a suspended palace looks extremely mysterious and spectacular.

"Then, that's the Xianjia Temple?!" The grim-faced Taoist priest pointed at the suspended pavilion and said in surprise: "The scale is so big?!"

Zhao Ermu shook his head and replied: "There is no description of this in the rumors. Before I came here, I thought it was just the size of a few shabby tile-roofed houses."

"It's just big. The key is that it is built on a cliff. The Xuankong Pavilion in the Northern Wei Dynasty is probably not as spectacular."

"Is this really just a temple of immortals?" He Siniang asked doubtfully: "I heard that only the Five Immortals can fill such a big temple?"

The Taoist priest with a grimace replied after hearing this: "The five paths are just relatively famous. If we really want to talk about it in detail, there are actually twenty-one paths in the Immortal family, namely: Bupleurum Huang Liuqing, Gray White Mao Dog Spirit, Sun Mei Lin Fu Ming, The butterfly stings the night with a hundred silk threads, plus a horse-like immortal from the Ma family."

"He co-authored the Duxian family who can move, right?" Zhao Ermu couldn't help but complain.

"You can still move, but I haven't seen you become an immortal and bless me."

"Humph, you are really good at making excuses."

Seeing this, He Siniang interrupted: "So this may be a big temple of the Immortal Class?"

"Not necessarily." The Taoist priest with a grimace replied: "The Immortal family is already prosperous, and even a single family has many immortals. For example, in the Hu family of the Fox Immortal, there are eight grandpas, one aunt, There are several Tainui figures, and then there are the two Medicine King Fairies Jinhua and Yinhua, and below them there are a group of bearded Husuns of the older generation and younger generation. It can be said that as long as the people who built the temple want to, then Grandpa Hu and his family alone will be enough to build this temple. Treated."

"Is this just the Fox Fairy family?"

"Yes, the gray immortal Dou family that our poor Taoist ancestors believed in is even more exaggerated. It is said that there are three ancestors, five mothers and eighteen sinus generals, including a total of seventy-two immortal families. The head of our Chen family worships Dou Na, the ninth master among the eighteen sinus generals. Wealth, this person has infinite human power, can break rocks and break earth, and is also the "Cai Cai Immortal" of the Dou family, so our Chen family has always regarded Master Dou Jiu as the founder of the Xian family's Taibao."

"The Taoist master actually understands this so clearly?" He Siniang asked curiously: "Didn't you leave home since you were a child?"

"I started to inquire about it later, and I also learned a lot from Brother Qingyao."

"No wonder."

"It was only after getting to know the Immortal Family in many ways that I discovered that this is not a small sect, but a large sect with a complete system of immortals. However..." The Taoist priest with a grimace stopped talking and looked away unconsciously. The hanging pavilion.

"But what?" the two asked hurriedly.

"As far as Pindao knows, although all the immortal families belong to the same sect, they have many opinions among themselves and enshrine them in the same temple..."

Zhao Ermu scratched his head: "What do you mean? Why can't I understand it well?"

"Forget it, there's no point worrying about it now." The Taoist Priest with a grimace waved his hand: "The temple is right in front of us. We'll find out what happens later."

"Then let's go."

After that, the three of them started heading towards the valley.

The plank road went around the mountain for another half a cup of tea. The three of them were now inside the valley. From here, the plank road gradually began to go upwards, seeming to lead all the way to the suspended pavilion. On the left hand side was the open space at the bottom of the valley, which was vaguely visible before. Several visible buildings also revealed their true appearance as they approached.

It is a mountain gate composed of a square and two rows of house corridors. There are several big characters in the middle of the square, but because of the distance

Due to the color of the sky, the three of them couldn't see clearly what the word was. They only speculated that it was probably the name of the temple inscribed in it. It didn't matter if they couldn't see clearly.

In this way, the three of them no longer planned to go to the bottom of the valley, and continued to climb up the mountainside along the plank road.

The ascending plank road is very steep. To be more precise, it is called a mountain ladder. The three of them had a hard time climbing, so they stopped talking. For a while, only the morning chirping of birds was left in the valley.

When we climbed to the end of the mountain ladder, it was already completely bright. At this time, a gust of mountain wind blew by, blowing up the withered vines on the cliff. A portrait was revealed on the rock wall, which turned out to be an old lady dressed in white.

"Scared me!" Zhao Ermu turned around hurriedly: "Which unscrupulous thing is making a portrait here? I thought he was standing alone!"

The Taoist priest with a grimace looked at the portrait carefully and found that although the old lady was dressed in white and had a beautiful face, her appearance was very kind. Not only did people not feel disgusted by it, but she felt close to her.

The old lady also held a handful of jade Ruyi in her hand. Its shape was composed of Ganoderma lucidum and cloud patterns. This Ganoderma Lucidum Ruyi was the only magic weapon in the fairy family, and the holder was the ancestor of the Bai family - Mrs. Bai.

The grimace-faced Taoist priest looked away and looked aside. Behind the rocks a few steps away from the portrait, the door of the suspended pavilion was indeed revealed. The last sentence in the cryptic message given by Meng Qingyao, "Old Madam Bai, hold the door close" is now confirmed. .

The Taoist priest with a grimace looked at it and said: "The portrait is Old Mrs. Bai, the ancestor of the Bai family, one of the five immortal families."

"I recognize it too." Zhao Ermu said: "There are many people in Qiang who worship Old Mrs. Bai, but I didn't expect that she would be the gatekeeper here."

"Maybe there's something special about it. Come on, let's go to the temple gate and have a look."

Turning around the rock, the first thing you see is a closed door with red paint. On the lintel is a four-cornered plaque in the shape of auspicious clouds. In the plaque are three large characters - Bai Lao Temple - gilded in gold.

"Bai-Lao-Temple." He Siniang read it over gently, and then asked doubtfully: "The name of the temple only takes the word "Bai Lao", does it mean that the temple is dedicated to the old lady Bai?"

The Taoist priest with a grimace nodded: ""See the plaque to know the Taoist temple." This temple is the territory of the Bai family." As he spoke, he reached out and pushed the temple door, but found that the door did not move at all.

When Zhao Ermu saw this, he leaned against the crack in the door and peered in, then retracted and said, "The door is blocked inside, how about climbing over the wall?"

"Okay, the temple wall doesn't... huh? The door is blocked from the inside?"