When Zhang Daoyi returned to Laojun Temple, he saw a Taoist priest in his fifties who was leading people to collect rubble and tiles and clean the courtyard. A young Taoist wearing a black Taoist robe was asking about something, as if he had just arrived.
The former is the master of Laojun Temple, and in terms of seniority, he is also his senior brother Zhang Daoyi. Of course, they are not from the same master, but from the same discipline.
The latter is Yuan Zhen, the disciple of the contemporary sect leader.
Yuan Zhen is seven feet tall, handsome and handsome, with dragon eyebrows and phoenix eyes. Standing straight on one side, he looks like a pine or cypress. In terms of temperament, he is even better than Zhang Daoyi.
However, when Zhang Dao and his entourage approached, the natural and flawless manner in which every move was in harmony with heaven and earth silently offset Yuan Zhen's extraordinary temperament.
"Senior nephew Yuan Zhen." Zhang Daoyi called.
"Uncle Junior." Yuan Zhen replied calmly.
When the two met, they didn't feel very close to each other, but they felt a bit businesslike and unfamiliar.
This is also a matter of course. He was originally recognized as the number one disciple of the Daode Sect and the future master of the sect, but suddenly a junior uncle appeared over him, and he was superior to him in terms of seniority and skills.
In fact, this young uncle still lived in seclusion with his master, and Yuan Zhen rarely saw his master.
With all these things going on, Yuan Zhen can be considered to be in a peaceful state of mind if he doesn't show any hostility.
"Master nephew just came back?"
"Yes." Yuan Zhen replied briefly.
Zhang Daoyi glanced at the sky and saw that it was almost Haishi. It was really late to come back at this time.
After all, Yuan Zhen only went to inquire about the news about praying for rain, not to pray for rain.
Zhang Daoyi smiled and asked: "Master nephew, do you know what morality is?"
"Tao is the great road. Virtue follows straightness, which means right. Morality is the right way." Yuan Zhen answered without hesitation.
The virtues of Taoism are not Confucian virtues and have no moral significance. Their righteousness is not the righteousness of right and wrong, but the righteousness of right and wrong. The meaning of morality is a straight road, without any deviation, leading straight to the end.
"Yes, morality is the right way," Zhang Dao nodded and said, "We walk the right way, put the Tao first, and practice cultivation as the key. If we use sneaky tricks, we will invisibly fall into the lower realms, and the further away from the Tao we will be. .Because your way is difficult to overcome others' ways, you will think of using sneaky tricks to assist you."
"Senior nephew Yuan Zhen, I hope you and I can walk on the right path without any deviation."
Yuan Zhen's face turned slightly cold, "Since you are following the right path, why bother beating around the bush? Uncle Master suspects that I am the assassin, just say it."
He heard what Zhang Dao meant and did not shy away from speaking out his thoughts directly.
"Pray for rain tomorrow. I will go with my uncle and stay together for a moment to prove my innocence. How about that?"
After Yuan Zhen said this, he walked into the Taoist temple with his sleeves rolled up, causing everyone present to look at each other and not dare to interrupt.
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July 27th, the year of Guimao, the month of Xinyou and the day of Renshen, it is appropriate to offer sacrifices, relocate, and break ground, but avoid consecration.
The county town was buzzing with people. Yesterday's heavy rain had nourished all the creatures around the county town. Now it was time to pray for rain again. The people inside and outside the city were even more surprised, making the scene lively.
The rest of the scene from the county town to the Fengquan River outside the city, that guy, that scene, it was like a roar of gongs and drums, firecrackers blasting, red flags waving, and a sea of people.
The large flow of people also attracted many small vendors. People came and went to buy and sell, making the place as lively as a market.
In the center of the crowd, an altar was built next to the river. There were high platforms on the left and right. Well-known figures in the city were sitting on their seats. Those closest to the altar were the governor of Fufeng County, Jiang Zhihuan, the prince of Lu, Ji Chengye, and Zhong Shenxiu. , Mingyang et al.
Zhong Shenxiu was sitting on the Taishi chair, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was taking a nap to rest his mind. He held his sword across his knees, taking a quiet moment in the commotion. There were a lot of people around him, but he felt at ease.
"Senior Brother Zhong's state of mind is far inferior to mine."
Mingyang couldn't help but marvel in a low voice when he saw Zhong Shenxiu being so calm.
"wrong."
Zhong Shenxiu suddenly said, "The fact that I am resting my mind at this time only shows that my state of mind is not stable enough. If it is normal, I can be as clear as a mirror before going out."
He slowly opened his eyes, his eyes as dim as two deep pools, "There will be a battle today, and my heart is so excited that I need to rest before the battle to calm down."
"Senior brother, who are you talking about?" Ji Chengye sat next to Mingyang. Hearing Zhong Shenxiu's words, he said, "In return for the Shenxing Taibao, Daodezong Yuanzhen showed up in the county yesterday. He should also participate in this prayer." Rain Ceremony. In addition, Yin Lusi received news that someone fought in Linfeng Mountain last night. Judging from the traces at the scene, one of them was Yang Chen, the young leader of the Taiping Religion, and the other was probably the person who took away the Rain Master Talisman. Jiang Li just doesn’t know who wins and who loses.”
"Jiang Li has no means to save his life, and Yang Shen's strength must be above him. This battle is probably going to be a disaster for him." Mingyang guessed.
"Whether it is yes or not, we will know if the Taiping Sect shows up." Ji Chengye said with a smile.
If the Taiping Sect does not show up, it means that the Rain Master Fu Zhao has not yet been obtained.
If he showed up, then Jiang Li would really be in danger.
While speaking, Zhong Shenxiu suddenly seemed to feel something and looked towards the sky.
"Coming," he said.
A piece of frosty white appeared in the eastern sky, and a sword light passed through the sky. It flew hundreds of feet in the air in an instant, and the sword wind whistled, causing the onlookers to scream in surprise.
"Sword cultivator is Yuan Zhen." Mingyang said immediately.
The sword light folded down in mid-air, and suddenly landed on the ground. The frost-white light disappeared, revealing four figures. One of them, a handsome and elegant one with dragon eyebrows and phoenix eyes, was the Yuan Zhen mentioned by Mingyang.
However, Yuan Zhen, who was supposed to be the leader, was half a step behind, leaving another young Taoist in front.
"Um?"
Zhong Shenxiu couldn't help but look at him with his eyes.
But before he could figure out anything, the sky was strange again.
There was a calamity cloud coming from the west, with dragons and snakes inside tumbling and flying in the sky, causing everyone below to scream in surprise.
Even the Tao Te Sect members who had just appeared were shocked.
"Long Qi?" Zhang Daoyi whispered.
There is a flying technique in Xuanmen, which is called "Chengfeng". Dragon Flying is one of the techniques. It uses a dragon and snake as a mount to control the sky and travel around the world, regardless of mountains and rivers.
But in today's world, demons have become extinct, and dragons and snakes are also human beings. It is against morality and morality to ride on them. Therefore, basically no one practices the dragon fly technique. I did not expect to see a similar scene today.
The calamity cloud moved over the altar, and the dragon shadow within it got closer. Everyone could see it flying in the air with its teeth and claws, and a monk in white clothes, standing on top of the dragon, looking pure and happy. Suddenly, the Buddha's light descended all over the sky. Illuminating the heaven and earth.
(End of chapter)
