When the first ray of sunlight pierces the mountain top, it is reflected on the rolling glazed golden roof of Thousand Buddhas Temple.
The golden light floats and the flames are brilliant.
In front of the mountain, Taoist Longtu's face became more solemn and as serious as iron.
"Taoist Master Longtu! We can't wait any longer!"
Beside him, Yang Zhiji was extremely anxious, but Long Tu remained silent, only staring at the Thousand Buddha Temple on the mountain where "Buddha's light shines everywhere".
In his eyes, there was no greenery all over the mountain, nor the golden glow floating in the pavilions. There was only the dark magic flame rising from the ground, intending to reach the sky. But unexpectedly, a little light suddenly appeared on the way, suppressing the magic flame here.
Between the two mountains of grandfather and grandson.
That is the remnant of Buddha nature in the formation of Thousand Buddhas Temple. Now, it is already crumbling.
It can be foreseen that perhaps before the sun reaches the zenith, the green light will be completely annihilated, and then...
The demonic energy dispersed, and the Corpse Buddha was born!
Of course Yang Zhiji couldn't see this. He just felt uneasy for no reason and urged him more and more urgently.
"If you don't leave, it will be too late!"
"But Xuan Xiao..."
"Daoshi Li said to give him one night, but now it's dawn and the hour has passed...Li Xuanxiao, he can't catch up!"
Long Tu was still hesitant, but the uneasiness in Yang Zhiji's heart became more and more agitated. No matter how difficult it was for him to care about his demeanor and etiquette, he actually grabbed Long Tu's shirt and pointed forward:
"We can wait, but can they wait?!"
Where he pointed, there was a Dharma platform with banners and flags on it. Around the Dharma platform, thousands of people gathered, including soldiers and rangers, but most of them were just weak soldiers.
.And closer to the altar, there are hundreds of men and women in colorful clothes, including many children.
At this moment, everyone was looking at the dispute between the two with anxious or even panicked eyes.
Yesterday, after Li Changan discussed with Xishi, he went to Juzhou to ask Luo Yuqing for the "Arctic Emperor Demon Subduing Altar" that Long Tu and others said could eliminate the Corpse Buddha.
Xishi and others stayed overnight to prepare for the altar. Those armored soldiers and soldiers were needed to protect the Dharma in front of the altar, while the boys and girls in colorful clothes were used to perform Dharma and chant sutras.
This Taoist dipping altar was born out of the shamanic sacrifice, and it is also a way to summon gods and borrow dharma.
Among them, the most prosperous one is "Luotian Dazhan", and the oldest and most popular one is "Danuo", in which the chief priest wears a square mask, bears a bear skin, holds a golden sword, and takes more than a hundred boys as wives.
, reenacting the story of Fang Xiangshi expelling the plague ghost.
"Arctic Emperor Conquers the Demon Altar" is of this type. It also chants scriptures and re-enacts the story of Zhenwu Dangmo Tianzun commanding the gods to wipe out the demon kings, in order to use the divine power to summon divine power to suppress the demons.
The scene is naturally not comparable to that of the ordinary Dharma altar that holds a residence in charge of salvation. To be more serious, hundreds of Taoist priests would have to practice the Dharma for more than seven days in a row. Even though the matter is urgent, the bottom line manpower and the scene still need to be there, otherwise they will not be able to recruit.
The gods cannot suppress the demons.
It's okay to say that the treasury of Yuzhou has its own preparations for magical instruments, but the manpower is insufficient. In Yuzhou, Buddhism is prosperous, and Taoism is naturally declining. There are really not many serious Taoist priests, and there are not many serious Taoist priests.
In desperation, he had no choice but to recruit male and female believers and even boys, and traded quantity for quality.
Fortunately, the people in Xishi are Taoist priests who are good at dipping altars. They can also help by teaching them in advance and giving them their best guidance.
but.
All of this is based on the premise that Li Changan can bring Luo Yuqing back in time.
If not.
If we wait for a long time, if the Corpse Buddha is born and Long Tu and others can still fight and retreat, those soldiers and the boy will probably die on the spot!
Yang Zhiji's question really hit the soft spot in Long Tu's heart. The worried and panic-stricken faces finally overcame his unwillingness. He looked at the rising sun and whispered:
"Then..."
"Jingle Bell."
Suddenly.
A copper bell sounded from far to near.
Long Tu was startled and suddenly looked towards the place where the ringing sound came from.
Then, a sad face was suddenly filled with joy.
"Fellow Taoist Xuanxiao!"
Following this call, there was a burst of noise under the Dharma platform, especially in the corner that belonged to the remnant of the mountain yesterday. This noise soon spread to the entire crowd, and finally merged into one sentence.
"Daochang Li is back!"
at this time.
On the mountain road in the bright morning light, a Taoist with short hair came riding a donkey.
A gray-faced "object" poked out from behind him.
"You can meet the young Taoist priest, but you can't meet the old Taoist priest? If you have the ability, can you let the young Taoist priest dip the altar for you?"
Everyone rolled their eyes and didn't bother to respond.
…………
After a while.
He wears a lotus crown on his head, wears purple clothes on his body, and has cloud-climbing shoes on his feet.
Luo Yuqing took on a new look after ascending the throne.
Fairly graceful and graceful.
A piece of his long sideburns and beard were suddenly missing, which looked particularly weird and conspicuous, causing Long Tu and several of his juniors to look at him frequently.
But the old Taoist could only stare and couldn't explain.
Is it possible to tell his disciples and grandchildren:
Your grand uncle was so mean in the underworld that he angered the underworld and almost became a flower fertilizer. It was all because of the little Taoist priest who grabbed his beard and pulled him out of the underworld like a carrot. The takeaway almost delayed the time and was so tired.
The donkey lost the tip of his tail?
The old Taoist kept a straight face and said nothing. He just took off the gourd from his waist, poured out two drops of French wine, and dabbed it on his eyelids.
Then he looked at Yeshan carefully, turned around and got off the altar without saying a word.
Long Tu was taken aback and asked quickly from behind.
"Master Zuzu, this demon-suppressing altar..."
"It's no use."
"ah?"
"My Beidi Demon-Conquering Altar cannot subdue this demon."
These words were like a thunderbolt hitting Long Tu's forehead. He looked dazed for a while, but then he smiled bleakly, muttered a few words "That's it, that's it", and then got off the stage to call for everyone to evacuate.
Luo Laodao quickly stopped.
"What are you doing?"
Long Tu smiled bitterly and said: "Uncle Master, I don't know that there are thousands of living corpses under the demon. Since we can't surrender, it's better to evacuate early to avoid making unnecessary sacrifices."
Unexpectedly, the old Taoist stroked his beard.
"Who said you can't surrender? I mean you can't conquer the demon altar, not that I can't!"
The old Taoist continued.
"That Corpse Buddha has fused the plague ghost inside the white lotus demon girl, and can now be called a god. Fortunately, you guys ventured into the mountain yesterday and beheaded the demon girl, otherwise..."
Otherwise, the old man didn't say clearly. He just took out a palm-sized cloth bag, untied the rope at the mouth of the bag, then stretched his whole arm in, fumbled for a while, and took out a square, jade, and gold button. of dharma seal.
Long Tu only glanced at it, and the tip of his tongue trembled.
"Yang...Yang Pingzhi Du Gong Seal! This is not in the sect..."
The old Taoist's beard curled up and his face was filled with anger.
"I stole it."
Then, regardless of Long Tu's face, which was like thunder from the sky, he picked up a corner of the bag and shook it three times. Then he saw many objects pouring out of the mouth of the bag, and within a moment, they piled up into a small mountain.
If you look closely, you will see that they are all talismans, tablets, seals, and rulers used to dip the altar.
"Time is tight, replace it quickly."
Long Tu knew that he had no time to care about it now, so he obeyed his orders after hearing the words, but he still had some doubts.
"I don't know which god to invite?"
The old Taoist laughed, bowed his hands toward the south, and said loudly:
"I would like to ask the Nine Heavens to respond to the decree of the Heavenly Lord with the sound of thunder, and to remind the gods of the Thunder Department..."
After saying that, he turned around and pointed his halberd at Thousand Buddhas Temple.
"Destroy the devil's nest and kill this official!"
…………
In front of the altar.
Several generals are preparing for battle as a team.
They are a layer of insurance. If the altar is not opened and the corpse Buddha is able to escape, it depends entirely on them to block the group of corpses with their flesh and blood bodies and buy time for Luo Laodao.
Around the Dharma Platform, several Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain were spittingly explaining the matters to be paid attention to later, urging these men and women to always obey their instructions.
And Li Changan... He looked at the veteran who was arranging the magical instruments on the altar. He knew nothing about this kind of altar, and his reluctant participation was just adding to the chaos. He looked at the people preparing for the battle in front of him. He was covered in injuries and still hanging on his arms. If you don't use your strength, it will probably be a burden to go up.
Count the balls!
There was nothing to do, so he was preparing to go somewhere to cool off.
"Junior Wu."
Luo Laodao called out suddenly.
"Why are you hanging around? Why don't you come to the altar and protect me!"
Li Changan looked left and right, and finally pointed at himself.
"I?"
"If it's not you, who is it?!"
Li Changan didn't answer and just shook his injured arm.
But then, a small porcelain bottle fell into his arms.
"This is the Supreme Golden Liquid Pill, eat it."
The Taoist priest held the porcelain bottle firmly and looked at Luo Yuqing in surprise. He thought, is this old liar so generous?
But Luo Yuqing misunderstood the Taoist priest's reaction, and said angrily: "I didn't practice it!"
Having said that, he buried his head in the altar and ignored him.
Li Changan chuckled, not doubting that he was there, poured out three finger-sized red pills, and swallowed them in one gulp.
Immediately, a stream of warm and pure energy emerged from his lower abdomen and quickly spread throughout his body.
Within just a few breaths.
The fatigue of running all night was gone, and his left hand seemed to be in command again. He quickly pulled off the cloth strap of the hanging hand, and it moved freely. The Taoist thought again, picked up the hem of his clothes, and saw that not only the wounds from yesterday had become scarred,
With just one swipe, you will see that the skin underneath is as smooth and clean as new, and even the scars from the past are gone.
Is it so effective?
Li Changan was about to say thanks.
But suddenly there was a sound of gongs and drums.
On the Dharma platform, Luo Yuqing was already holding the Dharma sword, stepping forward and fighting, chanting:
"The heaven and earth are natural, the odor is dispersed, the cave is mysterious, and the Taiyuan is shining brightly. The power of the eight directions makes me natural..."
This is the "God's Mantra for Purifying Heaven and Earth", which is used to repel evil and eliminate filth, and to cleanse the Dharma altar, waiting for the coming of God.
Li Changan looked solemn and stood at the altar with his sword in hand.