The green tiles on the roof of the temple were broken, exposing the wooden beams below. The moonlight poured down through the gaps in the green tiles, leaving a long and thin black shadow on the ground.
"Master, isn't the City God a god? He enjoys the incense of the people, so he should protect the people and be selfless."
"How can there be no selfish motives?"
The old Taoist sighed and said: "If you want to become a City God, you need to be granted a title by the imperial court on the one hand, and you must also accumulate moral virtue during your lifetime. It is naturally good for every City God when he first takes office, but time can change people's hearts, and it can also change people's hearts.
Change the heart of the City God."
"After all, the City God is not a god, but a different kind of ghost cultivator. He wants to become an immortal by offering incense. If you have desires, you have to ask for something. If you want something, you will have selfish motives."
"Dawu, you have to remember that there is no such thing as a selfless person or a selfless immortal in this world."
Dawu nodded confusedly. He didn't quite understand what the master said, but he remembered it.
"This city god needs incense. If he wants incense, the people must come to worship and worship. But the people only have so much incense. Rich areas are better. If it is a poor area, the people are busy to eat and have no time to worship.
This is the City God."
"So, all the city gods in the world want to become city gods in fertile lands, but there are only so many fertile lands, so naturally there will be competition."
"Master, then none of these Incense Immortals really serve the people?"
"Those who can still hold on to a poor place are doing it for the people."
"Master, have you ever seen such an incense fairy?"
Dawu looked at the old Taoist curiously. There was a look of reminiscence on the old Taoist's face, and he said slowly: "When I started to travel around the world, I saw a village with only a hundred people. There was a Earth Temple at the entrance of the village. It was said to be an Earth Temple, but it was just a mud platform.
There is a clay statue of the earth erected on it, and there is an incense burner in front of the statue, but few sticks of incense are placed there. Occasionally, some naughty children come forward to move the statue of the earth god, or pull off a piece of clay."
"Isn't this disrespectful to the land master?"
"Yes, my teacher was also curious at that time. He looked at the smiling old man and asked: Old sir, are you not angry that this naughty boy touched your idol? And you don't have much incense?"
"As a result, the old man replied to me: 'I'm an ignorant kid, so why care about it? I am the land, keeping this village safe, and I am not here to do anything for the sake of incense. If you want to do it for incense, then don't do it.
This poor land."
Dawu's eyes lit up: "Then this land man is a good land man."
"Yes, for the sake of incense, don't be a land god. It's a pity that many incense immortals don't understand this truth. They become the earth city god just for the incense."
"Then what happened to this land lord?"
"Later... later on, the boy who played in the village got the top prize in his studies, and his ancestors were honored. When he returned to his hometown, he went to worship in front of Tutu, burned three pillars of incense, and wrote a list to tell the heavens. The Tutu Lord was granted the title of a true immortal."
"This is what this land lord deserves." Dawu was very happy with this ending.
The old Taoist smiled and looked outside the temple. Far outside the temple, there was an old man who bowed three times in the direction of the old Taoist.
He is the Lord of the Land and has been guarding this place for sixty years. Now when he met the Taoist, he originally wanted to ask how he became an immortal. There is no need to ask now because the Taoist has already given the answer.
The old man waved his right hand, and under the moonlight, a flower bud bloomed, and the flower essence with fluttering little wings flew out from it.
The flower essences flew to the temple gate, above a fallen green tile, and then swayed slightly, hovering above the green tile. After a while, a drop of liquid fell down and landed on the green tile.
Drop by drop...
One after another...
In just a short time of drinking tea, those green tiles were filled with liquid.
The old man waved his hand again, and the flower spirits flew away happily. The old man bowed again and then left.
"Dawu, take this gourd and go outside to collect some water."
"Master, how can there be water outside at this time? The dew hasn't arrived yet."
"Go as you are told, just on the green tiles outside the door. Be careful not to spill it."
"oh……"
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Miaoying Temple.
Master Daoyuan not only chanted Amitabha, but also ran to kneel in front of the Buddha statue.
He is ashamed of himself to be a Buddhist who handles things from the Taoist sect.
Lin Ye looked at the helpless expressions of Master Daoyuan and his disciples, curled his lips, and made a fuss, what does this mean? Buddhism and Taoism are now integrated in many places in the real world.
In particular, in order to make more money, some tourist attractions insist on building a Tathagata Hall inside a Taoist temple. Similarly, there are also people who build a Sanqing Taoist temple in a temple in order to catch all the believers from both families.
"Senior brother, Buddha knows that we are also trying to help others, so he will definitely forgive us."
Lin Ye comforted him, but received a cold look from Daoyuan.
"Be quiet and don't disturb the other junior brothers in the temple."
"Um."
Lin Ye nodded. He had no choice but to choose Miaoying Temple. Among the many rituals in the Taoist sect, there is one called Shangbiao Tianting.
If you are familiar with history, you will know that ancient emperors would find someone to write Qingci, especially a certain emperor of the Ming Dynasty who was extremely keen on this. The traitorous minister Yan Song was a master of Qingci, and this Qingci was first from the Taoist sect.
, written and burned for God to see, those emperors just asked officials to write Qingci, and then asked Taoist priests to go to heaven to listen.
backyard!
The small courtyard where Lin Ye originally rested.
The altar is set up.
After Lin Ye took a bath, he put on the Taoist robe left by the Taoist at Qingfeng Temple, holding a fluorene board with a serious expression.
Over there, Ye Zhiyuan is currently writing a lawsuit against Li Chenghuang at another table.
Going up to watch God is not a simple job.
Lin Ye sat down cross-legged in front of the Dharma altar, calming down and adjusting himself to the best condition. Within a quarter of an hour, Ye Zhiyuan finished writing the confession.
Picking up the complaint, Lin Ye read it over. He was worthy of being a talented man with outstanding literary talent. He probably understood the content, but he still didn't understand some of the details of the wording and sentence making, but this detail did not hinder it.
"Add another sentence to the last paragraph: Shangyang County City God knew this but stood by and watched..."
Since he wanted to file a complaint, Lin Ye had no intention of letting Yang Chenghuang go, so he took him with him.
The report is written!
Lin Ye took out three talismans and placed them in a copper basin. He recited a spell in his mouth, and the next moment he gave a soft drink. The three talismans spontaneously ignited. There was a flame in the brazier, but the flame was blooming with cyan light.
"Today, Lin Ye, a disciple of the Sanqing Dynasty, is suing Tianting. Please write three letters and light three sticks of incense..."
Lin Ye lit three sticks of incense and bowed three times to the sky.
After doing this, Lin Ye looked at Master Daoyuan aside. Master Daoyuan was a little helpless, but he still came over with an incense burner.
This incense burner is placed in front of the statue of Buddha. The incense ashes inside have not been poured out since the establishment of Miaoying Temple. When it is full, it will naturally decrease, and a lot of incense and mind power have been accumulated.
"Thank you, senior brother."
Lin Ye smiled and expressed his gratitude. He had no choice but to do it. With his strength, he could not reach Heaven's Ting. He had to rely on the power of the incense condensed by the incense ash.
"few……"
Master Daoyuan was about to tell Lin Ye to use some incense ashes, but Lin Ye poured all the incense ashes from the incense burner into the brazier.
boom!
The flames of the brazier burned violently in an instant, and the flames rose into the sky.
"Ye Zhiyuan, if you have any grievances, tell them quickly!" Lin Ye shouted towards Ye Zhiyuan.
"It is difficult to express my grievances in words. I will write a close-up letter and hope that God will have mercy on me."
Ye Zhiyuan followed Lin Ye's instructions. After saying this, he threw the notice into the brazier.