Start: a plane of the Republic of China Chapter 108: Honoring the Teacher 'Please help me come up with a title for the book. I have to change the title.'
Chapter 108: Honoring the Teacher 'Please help me come up with a title for the book. I have to change the title.'
Maoshan is a mountain.
Located in Zhenjiang, Jinling, there are countless Taoist temples on the mountain.
A Taoist temple represents the inheritance of the Maoshan Dharma lineage, including talismans, inviting gods, exorcising corpses, refining elixirs, astrological divination, and geomantic omen.
The six major Dharma veins make up the entire Maoshan Mountain, and also form the pattern of three palaces and six halls.
Looking at the Maoshan Mountain Gate in front of me.
Zhang Heng was a little fanciful, remembering the first time he met Xu Zhenren, he lived in a drafty Yizhuang.
In the blink of an eye, I actually want to live in a palace on the mountain. This is a rising market.
"Unload everything from the car."
Zhang Heng gave instructions to the back.
This is the first time he has returned to Shanmen, and of course he did not come back by himself.
It's like living at home.
So-and-so kept saying that his child was doing well outside, but he came back in rags. When others saw it, it was not the same.
The same goes for Zhang Heng.
Even if he doesn't want face, he still has to earn it for Mr. Xu.
So when Zhang Heng came back this time, he not only used a dedicated train, but also brought back ten carriages of supplies.
Among them were five carriages of rice, two carriages of medicinal materials, two carriages of cloth, one carriage of miscellaneous things, plus two hundred thousand oceans.
"Who are you"
As I was carrying things down from the truck, I saw two trail boys coming down from the mountain to clean the mountain gate.
They looked to be in their early teens, no taller than a broomstick, and were wearing small gray Taoist robes. They asked Zhang Heng uncertainly: "Are you Senior Brother Zhang Heng?"
"You know me?"
Zhang Heng was a little surprised.
Hearing this, the fat little Taoist boy said: "Brother, we have seen your photo. You are riding a tall horse, which is so majestic. Master said that if it weren't for you, we would still be begging for food."
"Begging?"
Zhang Heng showed a clear look: "Are you the children of the victims who came from the mountains to escape the famine?"
half year ago.
Zhang Heng once advised Taoist Taoist Zhaixing to write to the mountain gate and ask the elders of the sect to adopt more children and orphans from fleeing families. On the one hand, it is to do good deeds and to accumulate virtue, and on the other hand, it is also to better cope with the future.
Since then, Taoist Master Zhaixing has not mentioned these things, and Zhang Heng thought they were not implemented.
Unexpectedly, it has already been implemented, but there was no publicity.
"What are your names, who is your master, and how long have you been on the mountain?"
Zhang Heng asked pleasantly.
The fat Taoist boy replied: "My name is Ye Hanjing, and my master is Shenji Zhenren. I have been going up the mountain for five months."
The skinny Taoist boy replied: "My name is Bai Hanting. My master is Shenhui Zhenren. I have been on the mountain for three months."
Master Shenji and Master Shenhui were Maoshan disciples of the same generation as Master Xu.
People like them whose names begin with the word "神" are all orphans adopted by Maoshan.
But unlike Master Xu, Master Shenji and Master Shenhui never went down the mountain, but assisted the elders in taking care of things within the sect.
If the prediction is correct, these young disciples who are new to the mountain should be counted among these people.
After all, elders can teach these children, but it is difficult to directly recruit disciples, otherwise the seniority will be disrupted.
In the future, when these children grow up, the unqualified ones will be driven down the mountain and left to fend for themselves.
Those who pass the exam will be apprenticed to Master Xu, Jiu Shu, and Zhaixing Taoist for a second time, and will learn the Taoist methods of each Taoist lineage in depth.
"The performance is faithful and the spirit is worthy of the time."
"Han!"
"If we follow the order, the 69th generation disciples are the generation with the word "god", and the 70th generation disciples are indeed the generation with the word "Han".
Zhang Heng looked at Bai Hanting: "Are you a girl?"
"Yes, senior brother."
Bai Hanting nodded slightly.
"Children, they haven't grown yet, so it's hard to tell."
Zhang Heng thought they were two little boys, but he didn't expect them to be a boy and a girl.
But it doesn’t matter, Zhang Heng waved his hand and asked his men to fetch a small peach wood sword and a cloth tiger, and handed them to the two of them respectively: "Han Jing, this is the first time we meet, this small wooden sword is a gift from my senior brother.
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After saying that, he looked at Bai Hanting: "Hanting, your gift is this cloth tiger. Hold it when you sleep in the future. No matter how strong the wind is outside, you don't have to be afraid. The little tiger will protect you."
"Thank you, senior brother."
The two happily accepted the gift.
"Forehead"
Looking at Xiao Hanjing who was chopping randomly with a small peach wood sword, Zhang Heng warned again: "You are not allowed to use the wooden sword to chop down the flowers, plants and trees on the mountain, otherwise it will be confiscated from you, you know."
"I understand, senior brother."
Ye Hanjing's eyes wandered around and he hid the small peach wood sword behind his back.
"well!"
Seeing his appearance, Zhang Heng knew that the flowers and plants on Maoshan Mountain were in trouble, and the child would definitely be beaten severely if he turned around.
But it's not a big problem. Breaking two bamboo poles should solve it.
"Brother, are you a general?"
Bai Hanting looked at him confused.
"Why do you ask?"
Zhang Heng was a little strange.
"Master said you are a great general, and you are very powerful."
Bai Hanting made a very big gesture: "I also said that your territory is larger than many Maoshan mountains put together, which is very majestic."
"this"
Zhang Heng was speechless for a moment, because in a strict sense, he was a prince, not a general, just like Sun Jian, Liu Biao, and Gongsun Zan during the Three Kingdoms period at the end of Han Dynasty.
However, the two people who were considering it were still young and might not know what a prince was. Zhang Heng nodded and said, "That's right. With my current status and territory, I can barely be considered a general."
If Zhang Heng is willing to surrender to the Generalissimo, he can easily change his rank to General.
What's more, if he is willing to go to a meeting there in the summer and publicly express his support, he will not be stingy even with the title of marshal.
After all, no one can refuse a solid gun barrel.
It's a pity that Zhang Heng is used to being free and has no idea in this regard.
"Brother, my master and uncles often mention you. I will be very happy to know that you are back. I will go up the mountain to report it."
Seeing that Zhang Heng recognized the title of General, Bai Hanting happily ran up the mountain, shouting as she ran: "The General is back to the mountain, the General is back to the mountain!"
"Forehead"
Zhang Heng called his guard captain, and Wu Zhi, who came from Echeng, asked Wu Juren: "Isn't this too ostentatious?"
"No, Commander, absolutely not."
Wu Zhichong whispered to the side: "If it is what I want, the cannons should be fired at the mountain gate at this time. Once the cannons are fired, all your uncles and masters will come to pick you up at the foot of the mountain. If anyone doesn't Come, let's blast him with cannons."
Zhang Heng looked at him like an idiot.
If he follows Wu Zhichong's advice, he won't have to mess around in Maoshan in the future.
And he knew very well that guns and cannons were only useful in the low-level world. In the mid-to-high-level realm of gods and demons, these things were probably similar to fire sticks.
In the eyes of ruthless people who hold the sun and moon in their hands and create the world at will, the power of guns and cannons is nothing.
Even mushrooms can destroy humans, but they are still far from destroying the earth.
And the water polo planet he is on is just one of billions of small worlds. In the eyes of the big guys, it is probably like a beautiful bubble that will be destroyed with just a poke.
Rats carry guns and run wild in their lairs.
To be honest, Zhang Heng couldn't stand up. He was not like the Golden Immortal who could walk three meters in one step or the ancient gods and demons who walked eight hundred miles in one day and night.
"Ah Heng, you're here."
A little.
Xu Zhenren led four middle-aged Taoists and hundreds of young Taoist boys down the mountain.
"Senior Brother Zhang!"
"Senior Brother Zhang!!"
There are hundreds of little Taoist children, the oldest is only eleven or twelve years old, and the younger one still has a runny nose.
Hundreds of people gathered together and waved vigorously at Zhang Heng.
It felt like bringing a gift to visit an orphanage and being greeted by the children.
"so much!"
Zhang Heng was speechless: "Master, can the elders withstand it?"
"It's okay. In addition to the elders on Maoshan Mountain, there are also many brothers who have devoted themselves to cultivating Taoism. According to your method, these more than 400 children were divided into ten classes, and several elders and junior brothers were asked to lead them first. Just keep it."
When Xu Zhenren said this, he introduced Zhang Heng: "This is your Master Shenji, that is Master Shenhui, and Master Shenzhen and Master Shenchuan."
Zhang Heng saluted and said: "Disciple Zhang Heng, I have met four master uncles."
Among the four real people.
Uncle Kamikichi is the oldest and looks to be in his sixties.
However, if you are older, it may not be early to start.
Some of them went up the mountain relatively late, and some of them were delayed and did not enter the mountain due to other reasons.
Take Jiale, for example, he was raised by Taoist Master Simu, but he has never been officially included in the door wall, he is just a named disciple, so in terms of title, Zhang Heng and Qian Shui have to be called senior brother.
And on the way down from Master Shenji.
Master Shenhui looked the youngest, only in his thirties, and a female crown prince.
The two master uncles, Shenzhen and Shenchuan, looked to be in their early forties, and they looked very similar, so they should be twins.
It's just that I don't know whether it was due to congenital conditions or acquired injuries. The two of them were limping when they walked, and they looked like they had injuries on their legs.
Then think of these uncles of the divine generation, they are all orphans adopted by Maoshan.
The origins of some orphans are not simply abandoned by their parents or running away from home.
Some of them were brought back by sect masters who were walking down the mountain and felt pity for a certain beggar who was controlled by a gang of beggars.
These beggars may be stupid or disabled, and very few of them are normal, because no one is willing to give to normal people when they beg. Being pitiful can always inspire more sympathy.
So looking at the way the two masters of Shen Zhen and Shen Chuan walked, Zhang Heng already had a guess in his mind.
"Blessings and Immeasurable Heavenly Lord!"
Master Shenji returned the gift, then smiled at Master Xu and said, "Senior nephew Zhang Heng is indeed a talented person, as outstanding as you said, senior brother."
"Report to the commander, all the supplies have been unloaded. Should they be carried to the mountain?"
Without waiting for more words, Wu Zhichong came to report.
Zhang Heng glanced at Xu Zhenren, then at the four uncles, waved his hands and said: "Bring them all up."
After speaking, he added: "By the way, the gifts I have prepared for you junior brothers, senior uncles, and masters are carried at the front, and the others follow behind."
"Yes, handsome!"
Wu Zhichong went happily, waving the little pointer in his hand: "Quick, move fast, let's eat mutton for lunch!"
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo
Five hundred soldiers were divided into two teams, and they lifted two hundred and fifty boxes of supplies in one go.
That's it, only one-fifth of it was carried away. I'm afraid I'll be quite busy today.
"Okay, okay!"
Looking at the boxes of supplies, it looks like the pomp and circumstance of Shili Hongzhuang.
Master Shenji smiled from ear to ear, pulled Master Xu and said directly: "Senior brother, you have done a good job as a disciple. When I see you today, you are indeed a pillar of our Maoshan Mountain. You can be entrusted with big responsibilities."
ps: We need to change the title of the book. The editor said that this title is no longer good and is too sensitive and must be changed.
Do you have any good book titles? If so, you can post them here and the appropriate seniors will adopt them.