This temple in the wilderness was built no matter how many years ago. The outer walls and roof were covered with layers of dead branches and green vines, but miraculously it did not collapse.
The frame is still basically intact.
When Wang Chen pushed open the half-opened door, the dim light floating inside disappeared instantly.
A rustling sound reached his ears.
Wang Chen didn't pay attention and took out an obsidian lamp from his storage bag.
Injecting a trace of mana, the white gleaming stone embedded in the lamp head instantly blooms with bright and soft light.
Dispelled the surrounding darkness.
With the illumination provided by the obsidian lamp, Wang Chen took out another pile of firewood.
Set up a bonfire.
In a moment, the blazing flames made the hall become brighter.
A little more warm.
He calmly continued to take out the stand, pots and spring water, and began to cook dinner.
The sky is big and the earth is big, and eating is the biggest thing.
Before the death row prisoner is beheaded, there is a decapitation meal.
I just don’t know whose good head will be severed here tonight!
When the boiling water mixed with spiritual rice in the pot began to boil, Wang Chen put down the spoon in his hand.
Get up and come to the front of the statue.
This Taoist temple was not discovered today, it was seen before when exploring the outer lands.
He also did some exploring.
The main hall was empty, and there wasn't much dust on the floor. It was probably that some casual cultivators from outside the area had used cleaning techniques to clean it while they were resting here.
Eight huge wooden pillars support the high dome. The goddess standing on the altar has a dignified face and compassionate eyes, as if she is silently praying for all living beings in the world.
This is a statue of Houtu Empress!
The three ancient saints are Huangtian, Houtu and Huanggu.
Legend has it that it was these three saints who jointly created the Taoist tradition of all ages, allowing hundreds of millions of people to escape from the primitive wilderness and have powerful power to fight against evil spirits.
Among ordinary people, the Three Saints are also the righteous gods that people believe in!
It's just that the situation in the world of immortality is different.
People in the Taoist sect respect the Three Saints, but do not build temples to offer sacrifices.
However, the Taoist sect will not destroy or destroy the Sansheng Taoist temple built by scattered cultivators, just pretend that they have not seen it.
The sects fought to build mountains and ruined temples, and all they conquered were temples of evil gods.
Therefore, the location of Houtu Niangniang Temple is not very far from the outer mountain gate of Yunyang Sect.
But it will always exist.
However, the incense has long since disappeared, and the golden body of the statue has completely peeled off, leaving only patches of rust.
It looks a little desolate.
The incense burner that was supposed to be placed on the altar was missing!
Wang Chen took out three sticks of sandalwood and lit them.
He stretched out his hand and touched it gently on the altar. A flash of light flashed through his fingertips, and the hard stone instantly became soft.
The achievement of the Grandmaster level allowed Wang Chen to master the art of mud and stone to a very fine level.
He put the incense stick on it and bowed three times to Houtu Empress.
According to common parlance.
The emperor controls destiny, and the earth controls life and death. They are the destination of all the dead.
Therefore, there is a prayer in the Rebirth Mantra that "the dead soul returns to the thick earth".
Thick soil is back soil, modified for some reason.
The representative of Huang Tian is Huang Tian.
Huang Tian is above!
As for Huang Gu, who is revered as the Taoist Ancestor, his presence is much weaker than that of Huang Tian and Hou Tu.
Wang Chen often prays for the deceased, so he has an almost instinctive feeling of closeness to Houtu Empress.
I will definitely have to ask her old man for help in the future.
It is also appropriate to offer three sticks of incense.
Bless me!
After playing with incense, Wang Chen returned to the bonfire.
He stirred the spiritual rice porridge in the pot with a spoon to prevent the bottom of the lake, then took out a piece of monster meat, stuck it in with an iron drill, and roasted it in the fire.
A strong aroma of barbecue soon filled the hall.
Wang Chen would also brush the animal meat with his own sauce from time to time, making the aroma even more intense and complex.
It makes people salivate when they smell it!
Seeing that the porridge in the pot had thickened and the meat was just cooked over the fire, Wang Chen was about to feast.
The temple door that he had previously closed opened with a creak.
A strong wind brought drizzle in!
But there was no one in front of the door.
Wang Chen was startled and asked loudly: "Is it uncle?"
The next moment, a figure flashed into the hall.
The temple door then slammed shut!
Lu Defang, who was wearing a sky blue robe, put away his oil-paper umbrella and showed an elegant and gentle smile to Wang Chen: "Nephew, you are eating. I am not late, am I?"
Wang Chen sighed and reluctantly put down the barbecue in his hand.
He stood up and replied: "Uncle, you are not late, in fact you came very quickly..."
Before entering the temple, Wang Chen sent a crane letter to Lu Defang.
Take the initiative to inform the other party of your location.
As a result, Lu Defang appeared faster than Wang Chen expected.
He didn't even eat dinner!
From a distance of twenty or thirty steps, Wang Chen stared at this cheap uncle, his eyes as sharp as needles: "Are you so eager to send your nephew off?"
Lu Defang was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
Only this time, his smile was full of malice and was no longer concealed.
This monk who practiced Qi Dzogchen completely took off the mask of hypocrisy.
Show your true face!
Lu Defang sighed: "If Brother Shaoyuan were still alive, I would be very happy to see you like you now!"
"Lao Sun used to send me a letter saying that you have enlightened yourself, but I didn't really believe it."
"I didn't expect that I really looked away. I'm so ashamed!"
Old Suntou is indeed from Lu Defang!
Wang Chen felt bright in his heart.
In fact, he had long noticed that there was something wrong with this old neighbor, but because he had only traveled through time for a short time, he had doubts but did not take it to heart.
Wang Chen didn't fully understand until he saw the letter that Lao Suntou left for him before running away.
This uncle has been spying on the original owner for Lu Defang!
As for the reason, Lao Suntou himself didn't know.
It was entirely because of his conscience that he confided the truth to Wang Chen while running away.
Wang Chen was silent for a moment and said, "I have a lot of questions."
"go ahead."
Lu Defang's attitude was very good and he didn't show any sign of being impatient to send Wang Chen on his way.
He said kindly: "It's a long night, and we, uncle and nephew, can talk slowly."
very good!
Wang Chen nodded, and then asked: "Why?"
What Wang Chen couldn't figure out the most about this matter.
That is Lu Defang, who is a Dzogchen Qi practitioner and a good friend of Wang Shaoyuan. Why must he or the original owner be put to death?
The grudges of our parents?
Otherwise it makes no sense at all!
"Why?"
Lu Defang smiled: "That's a good question, but it would be a long story."
Wang Chen said: "My nephew wants to hear it."
"That's fine!"
Lu Defang put the oil-paper umbrella into his storage bag, paced back and forth a few steps with his hands behind his hands, and said, "For the sake of brother Shaoyuan saving my life back then, I will let you go on the road in peace."
"First Evolution"
But Wang Chen felt that this was not the real reason.
But in the heart of this Qi-practicing Dzogchen monk, there are too many things to say to others.
I can only talk to the dying person!
He glanced calmly at the bonfire on the ground in front of him.