At the beginning of June, there was a sudden thunder in and around Jiankang City, and a gurgling drizzle. The steady rain gently wetted the flying grass in and around the capital. The spring rain is smothered, nourishing the earth, and working hard to eliminate the murderous spirit that permeates the world!
This rain comes and goes quickly. When the rain breaks, the genius shines.
Jiankang City, located to the east of the Yangtze River, was washed clean, but the rain and fog made it sink into a hazy place, appearing dim and unclear, as if hinting at the strange situation in the troubled world.
At the foot of Zhongshan Mountain, a spacious mountain road winds out from the foot of the mountain and extends to Jiankang City in the distance.
On both sides of the mountain road, there are green trees. The lightning that flashes from time to time casts a dazzling silver light from the gaps between the leaves. With a sudden rain, the cicadas who were originally silent in the forest have become as silent as cicadas and dare not speak anymore. .
The sound of wheels and bells rang, and at the end of the mountain road, a dozen ornately decorated carts slowly drove up, leaving two half-inch deep ruts on the ground. It looked like there were a lot of items packed into the carts.
In front of and on both sides of the cart, there were about twenty tall men in soap robes. Except for the four men in the front who were holding water and fire sticks to clear the way, most of the men in the back were holding bright long knives, and there were even some with quivers on their backs and waists. Those with long bows and such a strict guard team clearly show the dignity of the owner of this trip.
There are more than a dozen large carts, and the two carts in front and back are bullock carts. Only the one in the middle with the most gorgeous carvings is a carriage with two tall horses in front of it.
The curtain of the carriage opened, and a young man wearing a black gauze crown and a purple shirt stretched out. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with fair skin and a delicate face.
"Where is this place?" the young man in purple shirt asked.
An old servant, forty or fifty years old, appeared from the oxcart in front. He looked very capable and shrewd, and said loudly: "Hui Shizi, this place is at the foot of Zhongshan Mountain, only less than ten miles away from the capital. You can definitely enter the city before sunset, Lang." You can go to the city to rest for a night, and then go to see the Heavenly Master tomorrow."
In the distance, Jiankang City is in sight.
Since the Jin Dynasty crossed to the south, they relied on the river for solidity, so they only built rammed earth walls and no outer walls. Most of the city gates were bamboo fence gates, which roughly surrounded the city in a shape.
Many fortresses were built in key places around Jiankang, such as Stone City, Jincheng, Dongfucheng, Xizhou City, Baixia City, etc. to protect the safety of the capital.
The motorcade checked the age of the people and the moral status of the items they were carrying, and entered through the north gate. The young man opened the curtain and stood in the car to watch.
Jiankang City, after experiencing several rebellions such as Wang Dun and Su Jun in recent years, has lost its former prosperity and cannot compete with the prosperity of the old capital Luoyang. However, it is still a gathering place in the south of the Yangtze River and a splendid palace. House.
"In that case, hurry up and hurry up! The orders of the Heavenly Master cannot be disobeyed," said the young man in purple shirt.
"No, Your Majesty. I obey!" The old servant nodded and immediately urged the convoy to speed up.
The purple-robed boy looked ahead and saw a spacious area with green grass more than two or three hundred steps away, with tall and dense trees on both sides. After passing the Beilimen, ahead were Jiankang Daxia, Xuanwu, Guangzhou and Guangzhou. The four gates to the north of Mo and Yanxi...
Jiankang, inside Yunxian Temple.
A sound of chanting enveloped the inside and outside of the Taoist temple. The chanting of the "Taipingdongji Sutra", which is regarded as the standard by Tianshi Tao believers, resounded through the green bricks and black tiles. After listening to it, people can leave all the worries of the world behind, even if Just a short break can allow you to enjoy the ultimate inner peace, calm down all anxiety and uneasiness, and release your soul!
Although Yunxian Temple is no longer as grand as it once was, with walls falling off and all aspects declining, it is still a large compound with deep houses and countless mansions.
Since the dawn of time, the servants in the temple have been busy, doing their job of serving the Taoist priests.
However, everyone from the Taoist Lord, the sacrificial wine, to the servants in the temple looked cautious, with their heads lowered and their eyebrows lowered. There was no smile on their faces. Everyone did not dare to say anything, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.
In the main hall of Yunxian Temple, the highest place in the hall is enshrined with the spiritual tablets of the ancestors of the ancestral Celestial Master Zhang Daoling, the successor Celestial Master Zhang Heng, and the Zhennan Celestial Master Zhang Lu. Below them are the life tablets of the Celestial Master Taoist leaders of the past dynasties.
The person closest to the incense table is an immortal with white beard and hair, holding a fly whisk, and making a hand-over gesture with his left hand wrapping his right hand, which means promoting good and suppressing evil. In the Tao of the Heavenly Master, the left hand wrapping the right hand symbolizes carrying the yin and embracing the yang, which also contains the five elements. The inner part is the Ziwu Jue, and the outer part is the Tai Chi diagram. This old Taoist leader is Master Du Zigong.
"My disciple Zhi Ning, on behalf of my master and the descendants of the saints, I would like to offer a meal to the third master and the ancestors of Lieutenant..."
Next to Du Zigong is a middle-aged Taoist who is holding an incense stick in his left hand and saluting the tablets dedicated to the three masters and the Taoist masters of the past dynasties. Because the Taoist Taoists believe that the right hand is unclean, there is an incense-holding priest. The left hand should be wrapped around the right hand.
This middle-aged Taoist who can replace Tianshi Dao and Du Zigong to offer incense to the Taoists of Tianshi Dao is called Zhining. He was the first to serve as the master of Yunxian Temple and was the first of the four disciples of Du Zigong.
As we all know, the four direct disciples of Tianshi Du Mingshi Du Zigong are Zhi Ning, Xiu Jing, Ming Dao, and Jing Yuan. They are all named by Du Zigong in accordance with the words of Zhuge Kongming, the Prime Minister of Shu, "Without indifference, there is no clear ambition; without tranquility, there is no way to reach far." Taken from famous sayings.
Zhining made a great salute, stood up and carefully took out the Zhengyi League's mighty talisman from his Taoist robe. The name of the god was recorded on the talisman. It can also be said that it can unify the ghosts and gods in the world and kill all the demons in the world!
"The sacred objects are here. Please protect the gods from all over the world and protect our way. It will prosper and prosper, and all the ways will never decline... The traitor Sun En, the master of Xidao's orders, does not respect the law, raises troops arbitrarily, takes advantage of provocations, and goes against the orders of heaven and human rights." He destroys his family and destroys his family, raises unknown people and raises wars, and commits all kinds of evil! He has tarnished the pure name of the Holy Religion and is really unworthy of being a Taoist of ours. Now, by the solemn order of the Master and Master, his Taoist status will be expelled and he will be demoted to the common people. Please ask God to use his thunderous power. , kill him!"
As soon as Zhi Ning finished speaking and before all the memorial texts were burned, the audience began to stir.
"Thunder to kill the traitor!"
"Thunder the traitor, protect my holy religion!"
"Thunder!"
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In Wenlou, Jiankang City, a group of men sat on the ground, put down their hands, opened their clothes, took out the water bag from their waist, and drank the water in big gulps. When the wine and meat were brought to the table one by one by the servants, it suddenly became lively.
Outside the building, the drivers and boy servants on the bullock cart also got off the car and sat with the guards, drinking water and chatting.
The young man in the purple robe on the carriage had already gone to the private room. There was a woven mat curtain in the private room, and a small table was exposed inside. On the table were several plates of fresh fruits and a jug of wine.
Next to the young man, a good-looking maidservant, who looked about twelve or thirteen years old, was picking up ice cubes from a jar and putting them into a wine jug.
The old servant also opened the door of the private room and walked in, holding a cattail fan in his hand. He reported a few times, then opened the curtain and kept fanning the young man in purple.
The young man in purple robe did not stick to one style. He opened his clothes and slumped down on the seat. His feet wearing wooden clogs were raised casually. He took the wine bottle with ice cubes handed over by the maid next to him and took a sip. With a happy feeling, he smiled and said: "Finally we are almost here in Jiankang. I have been exhausted from this journey..."
"Hey~"
I heard a sound of wind coming, and the maid serving the purple-robed boy felt a cold light flash in front of her eyes. When she looked up, she couldn't help but be frightened to death.
An arrow was inserted impartially on the small table. The tail of the arrow was still trembling. The young man in purple robe was so frightened by this sudden change that he couldn't even speak. His eyes were full of fear. With a look on his face, he opened his mouth as if he wanted to shout, but no sound came out. He waved his hands upward twice and then fell down.
"Your Majesty!"
"咻咻咻~"
Before the old servant and the maid could react, the wind blew loudly from the window lattice on both sides, and twenty or thirty feather arrows shot out like meteors, heading straight for the three people resting in the private room.
"There is an assassin!" the old servant roared, pushing the fainted purple-robed boy under the table, then took the lead in pulling out a small knife from his waist, and jumped up...
Outside the private room, the guards heard the sound, dropped the wine cups in their hands and immediately rushed upstairs.
However, it was too late. A group of men in black holding long bows suddenly appeared from all around the building. They bent their bows and set arrows. After a hail of arrows, nearly half of the tough guards were dead and wounded, and only the servants and guards were left. There were less than twenty people in total.
"kill!"
After a burst of shouting, several masked men in black knocked open the windowsills on both sides of the private room and suddenly rushed in. Each of them held a long knife in his hand, with a fierce look in his eyes. They roared towards the purple man in the blink of an eye. Young man in robe.
The leading guard, who was over thirty years old and extremely strong, took the lead in raising his sword to meet him. Hearing the sound of gold and iron clashing loudly, the two groups of people were fighting together in the blink of an eye.
"Ah~"
A scream was heard, and a guard who came in response was hit in the face with a knife by a man in black. Blood surged from the corner of his eye, and his entire face was slashed with a slant wound. Blood instantly flowed all over his face. It hurt so much that the guard dropped his sword!
"Cao Xiong!" The guard leader gritted his teeth, his eyes were wide open, he clenched the long knife in his hand, split the bamboo curtain with his knife without saying a word, and then broke in.
"Uncle Cao, how are you, Uncle Cao? How is the prince?"
"Cao Wu, your kid is here! Oops! The old man can still hold on, just rely on these little brats to play with your grandpa with knives. Go back and feed yourself for a few more years before coming back!"
After a few short conversations, there was a sound of fighting.
