"Since the scandal committed by the former headmaster, Da Ku Taoist, the popularity of this temple has gradually become less and less popular. I heard that many officials in the city have suffered disasters. If Da Ku Taoist had not formed some good relationships when he was young,
If I know a big shot, I'm afraid even this foundation will be lost!"
A few months later.
The grass and trees on both sides of the mountain road are intertwined like a canopy. On the bluestone path that is as winding as a mud snake, Baizhu climbed up the steps step by step, his big sleeves fluttering. A few steps in front of him, another voice came:
"Young master, look down and see that the good land under your feet is all paved with big rocks. It's so luxurious! If it weren't for the Great Ku Taoist, we would all have to walk on muddy ground now."
The dark-faced, strong mountain man smiled innocently, with wrinkles on his forehead stretching out in layers. The young man wearing a gray-white short-sleeved shirt and rolled up his trouser legs scratched his neck and continued to talk as if he couldn't stop talking:
"Since the incense in Guanli has declined, those of us who live at the foot of the mountain have lost a lot of money to make a living. When I was a child, my mother was still there. When there was a meeting in Guanli, I randomly found some villagers to set up a stall at the foot of the mountain and sell some tea.
, the money obtained from this is enough to feed the whole family of five for several months! If Taoist Taoist Da Ku had not committed an offense..."
The mountain man sighed and shook his head heavily.
"I won't hide anything from you, sir, I——"
"When we are doing something in Guanli, will everyone around here come?" Baizhu, whose ears were almost calloused as he listened to the chatter of the mountain people, couldn't help but raise his hand and interrupted his unfinished thoughts: "Before it declined, this temple seemed to have a lot of incense.
Prosperous?"
"How can that be a prosperous word?"
The mountain people shouted and patted their chests, looking proud and proud:
"It's even more noisy than running out to communes in eight villages. My cousin is from Jiannan Road, but even he has heard of the name of this temple! Da Ku Taoist has a good temper and speaks good scriptures. Alas, if
It’s not the great Taoist who committed a scandal..."
The words stopped abruptly.
It was not that he was interrupted, but that the mountain people suddenly stopped talking.
He looked eagerly at Baizhu, like a fish eager to bite the hook, just hoping that Baizhu would pick up the conversation.
etc!
How boring you are!
"...The Great Ku Taoist." Faced with the expectant gazes of the mountain people, Bai Shu said helplessly: "What scandal has he committed?"
"Rebellion! Rebellion by killing officials!" The mountain man lowered his voice deliberately. He looked around and saw that there were only two of them on the mountain road, so he spoke cautiously:
"The Taoist Taoist Da Ku killed several high-ranking officials, not even one of them was spared!"
The mountain man's tone was filled with inexplicable forlornness and fear. He shivered and shrank his neck, as if he was afraid of the souls and blood of those decades ago: "They are all dead, even the county magistrate and Mr. Wang Dashan are dead, and their heads are all dead."
not see!"
"oh."
"Ah?" The excited mountain man was stunned, as if he was hurt by Baizhu's reaction. He opened his mouth blankly, and then said in confusion: "Ah?"
"You are a man who kills officials and rebels!"
In order not to disappoint the mountain people too much, Bai Zhu thought for a moment and gave a thumbs up:
"Heroic man! Real——"
"How can you rebel?! That's a minister, a traitor!" The mountain man jumped up in fright. He howled and then covered his mouth hastily. His voice came out frantically word by word through the gaps between his teeth:
"Oh, this is a crime of beheading! Master, please don't tease me, I'm scaring you to death!"
"Chen." Bai Shu suppressed his laughter, changed his words from Shan Ruliu, and lowered his thumb: "He is a traitor."
The young mountain man grumbled in his throat. He patted his chest and laughed innocently again.
The forest breeze is solemn and solemn, and it has a refreshing and solemn atmosphere. The mountains are green and green. Even the clouds on the mountainside are dyed with the green color of the forest, adding a bit of vitality.
"I remember that when my mother was still alive, there was a big tree here, but it was later cut down by Wang Xiaoer's family to make a coffin."
After half a stick of incense was gone, the mountain man, who was still in shock just now, cleared his throat and couldn't hold back his loneliness again:
"Well, if Taoist Taoist Da Ku hadn't committed something scandalous, we..."
Coming, coming.
here we go again.
Baizhu, who was walking on the steps, raised his hand slightly to block the light that shone into his eyes. At this time, he suddenly felt regretful.
I should have known earlier.
Just followed Shen Zhen and the others away...
"You are stronger than an iron pillar."
Bai Shu silently glanced at the mountain people who were immersed in their own world, unable to extricate themselves, and sighed in his heart:
"You must have never been beaten when you were a child, right?"
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After about half a stick of incense, we finally reached the top of the mountain. What came into view was a grand and ancient ancient temple.
The color is vermilion, and several large pillars hugged by three or four people work together to support the dome. The dim green tiles are densely packed, like the scales on a fish. It quietly bathes in the light without making a sound, and countless gray tiles float silently in the light. , adding a bit of solemnity to this sparsely populated ancient building.
There is no incense and no pilgrims.
Deserted.
Exceptionally deserted.
Only the wide bluestone square and faded columns in front of us slightly reveal the prosperity of this ancient temple before it fell into ruin.
Bai Shu raised his head, and the big characters on the plaque shone brightly in the light, making it dazzling.
Qianyuan God Temple.
In this temple, God Qianyuan is enshrined, a deity named Zichen Gaoxu Qianyuan God Taojun.
"Is there really Qianyuan in this world? It's not false..."
Baizhu pressed his hand against the slightly beating sun, his eyes slightly focused.
It is Dao Qian and Dao Yuan!
A few months ago, this murmur that suddenly came to his mind made him feel extremely familiar and cordial.
At first, I just tried it casually and randomly, and if it works, then forget it.
But he didn't expect that outside the barren mountains of this small town in Western Chu, in this world.
Actually.
There really is a Qianyuan...
"Thank you for leading the way."
Bai Zhu took out the money and handed it to the mountain man standing not far away: "Do you want to come in and burn incense?"
"After the Great Miserable Taoist committed a scandal, all the descendants in this temple have almost disappeared, so there is no incense left."
The mountain man carefully took the money, put it in his pocket and hid it securely, and then he breathed a sigh of relief: "Master, someone has finally died here and committed an unknown crime. I advise you to just come and have a look, but don't use incense, in case you cause trouble." The gentlemen in the city are unhappy, even if you are a foreigner, you are not easy to please!"
"It's okay."
Bai Shu smiled slightly and said goodbye to the mountain people. The shadows of the mountain people jumped up and down and soon disappeared from the end of the field of vision.
He turned around and just stepped inside, when suddenly there was a sound of wind in his ears.
Snap!
Baizhu opened his five fingers to hold the thrown jelly beans and tilted them slightly.
Like a curtain being torn apart, the shape of a dharma chariot was revealed in the sky, surrounded by thousands of golden flowers, filled with clear energy and brilliant light.
Su Heng smiled and made a face at Bai Shu, put his hands on his hips and shouted: "Why don't you go up the mountain with your bare hands and insist on walking? I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
"Because I'm afraid you might start a fight."
Bai Shu turned his head and saw that besides Su Heng's cloud chariot, there were two other chariots, running on the left and right, like the distinct Jing and Wei rivers, each of which did not interfere with the other.
Twenty-four Chijiaos pulled one side of the Guanghan Palace, baring their teeth and dancing their claws. Shen Zhen, wearing an immortal skirt, held the Immortal Killing Gourd, with gentle eyebrows.
At the other end, the immeasurable Tai Shen Shui merges into a tower. In the tower, Luo Chan is as beautiful as a flower and shines brightly.
The divine glow lingers, the light is gorgeous, like a rainbow falling into the world, endless splendor and splendor.
If the vision of this three-dimensional carriage had not been deliberately suppressed so that it could not be seen by ordinary people, I am afraid that this place would soon become a place of pilgrimage, attracting supernatural beings, and attracting people and monks from several states in Western Chu to come and kowtow and pay homage. .
"Shen Zhen and Luo Chan just had another argument. If it weren't for me, they would have almost started fighting!"
Su Heng quietly communicated with Baizhu, his face full of pride, please praise me, please praise me,
"Am I awesome? Am I awesome? Am I super awesome!"
"Fighting again?"
"yes!"
Bai Shu glanced up at the sky, feeling helpless.
It has been several months since Shen Zhen and Luo Chan found him, and the four of them have been together for several months. However, Shen Zhen and Luo Chan have always been incompatible with each other, and have almost come to blows several times.
"This temple is just for rural worship, there is nothing magical about it." In the tower made of Tai Shen Shui, the bright and beautiful Luo Chan said: "A few months ago, you repeatedly asked about 'Qianyuan', which is For it?"
"Maybe, maybe not." Bai Zhu shook his head: "I was suddenly curious about the word 'Qianyuan', and I happened to hear that there is a temple of Qianyuan God in this barren mountain, so I came to have a look."
"Do you want to come in and burn incense?" Baizhu smiled: "It doesn't cost any money, just trust me."
"In martial arts practice, you only respect yourself and don't worship ghosts and gods." Shen Zhen, shrouded in moonlight, smiled like a flower: "I don't believe in any gods and Buddhas, so I won't go down."
"Me too." Luo Chan shook her head and said warmly: "I'll wait for you up there."
"It's rare." Before Bai Shu could speak, Shen Zhen glanced at Luo Chan with a half-smile: "Does my sister's thoughts coincide with mine?"
Luo Chan sneered and turned away.
"I'm going!"
Su Heng rolled his eyes, suddenly jumped up in the air, raised his hands and said, "I'll go, I want to go with you!"
"Okay." Bai Zhu smiled: "You——"
"She doesn't want to go." Luo Chan said calmly, interrupting Bai Shu's unfinished words: "She also stays here."
"Ha?!" Su Heng's hair suddenly exploded. She just jumped up, but she saw the Immortal Killing Gourd on Shen Zhen's waist suddenly moved and turned slightly.
Full of anger, he suddenly lost his temper...
"She doesn't want to go." Shen Zhen smiled and said, "Go in by yourself."
"..."
"Okay, half a stick of incense at most, I've been waiting for a long time,"
Bai Shu smiled and shrugged. He glanced at Su Heng, who had her little head drooped, and cast a helpless comforting look. He then turned around and stepped inside, and soon disappeared.
"Crazy woman! Is it great to have a big gourd? Sooner or later I will steal it from you!"
In the colorful clouds, Su Heng lowered her head like a dejected puppy. She quietly glared at Shen Zhen. Seeing that no one was paying attention, she continued to glare at Luo Chan and whispered in her heart:
"You idiot! You are also mean to me, can you beat me? Hum! I'm going to beat you up sooner or later!"
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…
Inside the ancient temple.
Not a single permanent disciple was seen, and not a single fireworker Taoist priest or deacon was found. It was miserable.
After turning around several rooms and reaching the main hall, Bai Shu shouted a few more times before a trembling, dying old Taoist on crutches came out from the side wall of the west wing.
"Householder." The old Taoist hunched his back and coughed twice: "Householder, do you want to offer incense?"
"Old Immortal."
Bai Shu stared at him for a while, then sighed in his heart, knowing that this man's energy and blood were exhausted and he would die soon: "Are you the only one who can succeed in this temple?"
"Young Master is joking. Besides the old Taoist, who else is willing to stay here to make a living?" The old Taoist laughed twice and changed his title:
"He failed to do anything due to great suffering, which caused the disciples in the temple to flee one after another, and his reputation was ruined. This Qianyuan Temple has already been expelled from Taoism by the Hengshan Sect. If I hadn't grown old, I would not stay here."
The old Taoist opened his eyes, looked at Baizhu shakily for a while, then lowered his head, shook his head and smiled:
"Looking at the young master's demeanor, I must be a martial artist, but unfortunately I am too old to see the young master's cultivation level."
"Old Immortal, I have——"
"If you want to practice the classics, the Qianyuan Temple has been emptied out long ago. It is useless for you to ask me." The old Taoist interrupted Bai Shu tremblingly: "Today's Qianyuan Temple is just a few broken buildings and a rotten bone. Master, I am here.
, but he’s here on a mission!”
Bai Shu shook his head, indicating that he had no such intention.
The old Taoist in front of him has had his meridians cut off, his energy and blood are sluggish, and he has little chance of survival. However, his previous cultivation is nothing more than fetal breath.
With the martial arts in the Fetal Breathing Realm, as long as Bai Shu thinks about it, he can create hundreds of thousands of martial arts in an instant.
"I came here just because of a question."
"Doubtful?" The old Taoist was puzzled.
"I have visited the three continents and even overseas, but I was surprised to find a strange phenomenon. Although the word 'Qianyuan' coincides with Tao Yun, no one in the world's mountain gates, or even in Taoist titles, uses 'Qianyuan'.
The two characters are used as honorific titles, and they are highly valued..." Bai Shu said lightly: "What's the reason for this?"
Qianyuan?
The old Taoist was momentarily stunned by the question. He thought for a while, but finally shook his head with a wry smile.
"This was started by the ancestor who has been dead for many years. How can we, the younger generation, know the thoughts of a deceased person?"
"I still have a question. I heard that Guiguan enshrines the Taoist Lord Zichen Gaoxu Qianyuan. I checked the scriptures and found that there is no holy name of this god in the Taoist scriptures."
Bai Zhu looked towards Kong Zheng, where the statues of gods should have been placed, but at this moment, they were also empty:
"The sect of Guiguan, the Hengshan Sect, once publicly rebuked it, saying that Guiguan worshiped wild gods and was stubborn and ineffective.
What is this title for?"
"..." The old Taoist was silent for a while, but finally invited Baizhu to the guest seat and began to speak slowly.
Although the Qianyuan Temple was in ruins, it had a period of glory. It once defeated the Hengshan Sect and dominated half of Dingshu Road. The most glorious period of the Qianyuan Temple was in the late Song Dynasty when the Three Kingdoms were competing for the top spot.
At that time, the founder of Qianyuan Guan officially founded the sect.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. With the death of the founder of Qianyuan Temple, the style of the temple deteriorated until it fell to its current situation.
"Who can guess the thoughts of the Patriarch? When you ask this, you are blind." The old Taoist smiled bitterly: "The temple is in such a dilapidated state. I hope you don't laugh at me."
"How dare, how dare."
Bai Shu cupped his hands, and although he was a little disappointed, he didn't say much.
"But my mentor once mentioned this when I was young."
Seeing that Bai Shu was about to leave, the old Taoist hesitated for a long time before finally speaking: "My mentor said that when our ancestors were at the end of their lifespan, they shouted something to the sky and cried three times before he died at the end of his lifespan."
"What are you talking about?" Baizhu frowned slightly.
"Da Chi Tian!" The old Taoist said in confusion: "My mentor told me that before his death, the founder cried out three times, Da Chi Tian, and then died. He seemed extremely unwilling to do so. When he was put into the coffin, he didn't even close his eyes."
Da Chi Tian!
Baizhu's heart was shocked, his wrist shook slightly, and he almost instinctively crushed the armrest of the seat.
Great Red Sky in Taiqing Realm!
One of the Three Pure Heavens!
"Qianyuan and Dachitian..."
Bai Zhu murmured in his heart: "What exactly is the connection?"
While Baizhu was in a trance, the old Taoist wisely stopped talking. He looked at the young man in front of him with his expression changing suddenly and brightly, and he couldn't tell the difference between happiness and anger. He was extremely surprised in his heart.
"This bottle of elixir can prolong your life for three years." Before the old Taoist opened his mouth, Bai Shu suddenly stood up and said goodbye: "Thank you for clearing up the confusion."
The small white jade porcelain bottle flows smoothly.
The old Taoist stared blankly for a long time before carefully uncorking the bottle. When he smelled the fragrant fragrance of red pepper, his expression suddenly froze.
"This is?!" The old Taoist was instantly ecstatic.
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"Da Chi Tian, Qian Yuan..."
Baizhu, who had walked out of the temple, unconsciously thought about these two words carefully. When he muttered these two words, he said them.
