Longhu Mountain, the ancestral home of Taoism.
The main palace at the foot of Longhu Mountain is surrounded by Elephant Mountain on the left, faces Luxi River at the door, faces the cloud forest, and rests on a stone platform. It is the place where the heavenly masters of the past dynasties have worshiped the gods.
After the Tianshi Cottage was converted into the Transmission Altar, it has developed over the past hundred years and has become like a royal palace.
If you want to reach the Zhengyi Palace, you have to take 9999 steps.
No matter what kind of cultivation you have, to show respect for Taoist ancestors, you must walk.
Of course, there are also those mountain paths that lead up to the clouds, but you have to decide for yourself whether you can bear the Taoist's condemnation or even use weapons.
In the middle of the stairs, there is a flat area with a length and width of more than 100 feet, where passers-by can rest.
This place has become the place where Longhu Mountain receives guests.
"The Changsheng Pegasus family in the Northeast comes to congratulate you with a thousand years of life!"
"The Li family from western Hunan comes to congratulate me with a thousand pieces of gold!"
"The Zhuge clan from Shuzhou is here to congratulate us with hundreds of pieces of Shu brocade!"
"Wang Ningzhi of the Langya clan came to congratulate you with a pair of calligraphy treasures!"
…
The Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain sang congratulations to all the belongings held by Taoist sects and aristocratic families, and then led them up the mountain.
Among them, many came empty-handed. From the Taoist's words, people said something like "Yin Sansi, a casual cultivator, came empty-handed. Come and congratulate me!"
Every time this happens, it makes people blush.
Of course, such people have no Taoist to guide them up the mountain, so they can only follow behind with their heads lowered and their faces covered.
Ling Muyun knew the reason.
The ceremony is held once every three years, and the flowers are real gold and silver. Even if Longhu Mountain has the wealth of the enemy country, it cannot withstand the torment of the Taoist sects in the world.
Especially in Qiuci, the way Zhang Tianshi reached out for money is still fresh in his memory.
"What can I give you?"
Yueji followed the words and picked up the jade bracelet on her wrist.
Ling Muyun stretched out his hand to stop it and took out the essence soil from the package.
Fortunately, he didn't give it to Ling Ying casually, otherwise, there really wouldn't be anything useful in this body.
You can't just send your spiritual practice books over. In front of Longhu Mountain, wouldn't it be just doing whatever you want to do?
Furthermore, it is even more impossible for the Black Blade, the Divine Evil Spear and the like.
After much thought, only fine soil is suitable.
"Anyone else got a jar of dirt?"
"It's not that bad. Do you have any excuses?"
The casual cultivator who couldn't bear to lose face and scratched his head had already cast his gaze over.
Ling Muyun registered his name on the square table and handed the pottery pot over.
"Loose cultivator Ling Muyun..." The Taoist looked at the essence soil in the jar and hurriedly pinched his neck: "Fellow Taoist Ling, is this really a gift?"
The Taoist's surname is Bai. Everyone who knows him calls him Bai Bodao.
He sang congratulations here at every major ceremony.
His eyesight is amazing.
"I don't have anything valuable anymore..." Ling Muyun thought that Bai Bodao didn't recognize this thing, so he continued: "This thing is called sperm..."
Bai Bodao covered his mouth and whispered, "I know what it is, but it's too expensive."
"Someone gave it to me, saying it could be used to forge weapons. It's useless to leave it alone."
Ling Muyun's words almost made Bai Bodao spurt out a ounce of blood and make him unstable.
The fine soil is a special product of Youzhou. It only takes a hundred years to produce a hundred catties.
There was as much as a kilogram in the clay pot.
"Fellow Daoist Ling, I promise on behalf of the Heavenly Master that if you need a magic weapon, I will make it carefully for you!" Bai Bodao lowered his voice: "I know how to use this thing!"
"Thank you, Master Immortal." Ling Muyun performed the Taoist salute and continued: "Then can I go up? This is my wife, traveling with me!"
"Loose cultivator Ling Muyun, a piece of soil from the clay pot, come to congratulate me!"
After Bai Bodao finished singing, he winked at the Taoist priest next to him.
The Taoist realized what was going on and hurriedly led Ling Muyun and Yueji up the mountain.
After only taking a few steps, I heard an argument in the venue.
"How come that Taoist can give away the soil, but I can't?"
"You know nothing!"
…
Only when they reached the mountain did Ling Muyun realize the weight of the fine soil.
Except for a few locked small courtyards, all those who came to participate in the main ceremony were allocated courtyards according to the severity of their gifts.
If the gift is more expensive, there will be a room to live in.
If it's more expensive, maybe get a suite.
If the gift is lighter, it will require more people to mix.
Those who came empty-handed could only find a place to sit on the ground in front of the main hall.
As for Ling Muyun, he got a small courtyard with a main room and two side rooms.
Following the two people into the hospital, in addition to welcoming the Taoist, there was also a boy who looked like a child.
"The Taoist boy's name is Dong Yi. You can give me any instructions during the ceremony."
After leading the Taoist out of the small courtyard, Ling Muyun looked at the boy from the east side.
"how old are you?"
"Replying to fellow Taoist Ling, I am a twelve-year-old Taoist. I went up the mountain at the age of four. It has been eight years. I can answer any questions I have."
Dong Yi's words came quickly and neatly.
"How to eat? I'm a little hungry!"
What Ling Muyun was most concerned about was how to eat for so many people.
"Fellow Taoist Ling, you can rest assured. Every Taoist who enters the Tianzi Room will have recipes." Dong Yi looked at the direction of the sun and said, "It's time to eat now, please wait a moment."
While Ling Muyun and Yue Ji were enjoying tea, Dong Yi came back with a food box.
The four meat dishes and four vegetarian dishes are all served in new porcelain.
There is also a pastry at the end, which is really novel.
According to Dong Yi, it was carefully crafted from centuries-old osmanthus flowers.
Once you leave Longhu Mountain, you won’t be able to eat it.
"How can we finish eating so much food? Come on, Dongyi, let's eat together."
Ling Muyun sat down, pulled out a stool, patted it, and motioned for Dong Yi to sit down.
"How can this be done? I can't eat with the distinguished guests."
Dong Yi's head shook like a rattle.
Along with the saliva, it floated out.
"Then did you say that you must obey the distinguished guest's orders?" Yue Ji smiled warmly.
"As long as it doesn't violate the rules and laws of the sect, you should do your best."
"Then sit down and eat!" Ling Muyun continued.
"It's a good deal. Although you two are distinguished guests, you can't instruct Xiaodao to do such unethical things." Dong Yi stared at the food.
Longhushan guests are divided into three classes, and the food is naturally different.
Like food on the table, lower-level disciples like Dong Yi cannot eat it.
"That's natural!"
Ling Muyun handed the chopsticks to Dong Yi.
The grand ceremony will take place three days later at dawn.
Through the theory of purple energy coming from the east, share the sound of heaven.
The Dao Fa Gathering is on the fifth day.
Taoist sects, casual cultivators, aristocratic families, and even elves and ghosts all over the world can participate.
The fourth day is all about registration and drawing lots.
As for how to draw lots, Dong Yi knew everything.
According to the cultivation level, those below the Fifth Realm Grandmaster can fight in melee.
Six realms and seven realms are on the same stage.
Pseudo-grandmasters fight alone.
In the first round, only a hundred people were left in the venue.
In the second round, there were thirty-two people left.
Then conduct a one-on-one comparison.
Until there are eight people left.
"Didn't you say that we want to be in the top ten?" Ling Muyun was confused. According to this rule, there are still two places left. How to choose.
"During the first round, Master Zhang will be there to watch the Taoist teachings and give special advice to those who are talented."
Ling Muyun suddenly realized.
If only based on quotas, disciples of aristocratic families and sects will have the first opportunity to form a group, which is unfair to casual cultivators.
But if starting from a hundred people, two people are pre-determined, it will not only stimulate everyone's fighting spirit and try their best, but also give some hope to those with lower cultivation but high talent.
"If your distinguished guests need anything, you can just call. Xiaodao meditates in front of the door and can come at any time."
After cleaning up the leftovers, Dong Yi carried the food box and left the courtyard.
"There are three days left. Let's go enjoy the scenery of Longhu Mountain?"
Ling Muyun asked Xiang Yueji.
"Listen to Ling Lang."
