There are actually many villages and small towns under Maoshan Mountain, but compared to other places, they seem a bit peaceful.
Zhang Ziyu asked around and found out that many fields were under Maoshan's name and were leased to poor families for farming, charging a small amount of grain as rent.
It is also the existence of Maoshan that maintains the balance. Even the warlords here do not dare to tax these people too much.
It's not that they have a good temper, but Maoshan is not a Taoist priest who can only recite sutras and discuss Taoism. He is a person with extraordinary power.
It's okay if you don't show it at ordinary times, but if you dare to bully someone, then don't blame me for being rude.
The two of them did not stop, and went straight into the mountain avoiding ordinary people, all the way to the gate of Damao Peak.
"You brat, did you see that this is the gate of our Maoshan Mountain..."
"How dare you invade Maoshan, you evil beast!"
Before the four-eyed Taoist Priest had time to react, a middle-aged Taoist priest suddenly appeared in front of him, wearing a Taoist robe, holding a Qingfeng and charging towards Taotie with a sword.
The Qingfeng sword is brilliant, and it is obviously a kind of magic.
Taoist Priest Simu's expression changed, the joke was too big, he jumped down quickly, the bronze sword behind him twitched, and with a clang, he held the sword.
"Senior Brother Zhanyi, it's me...it's me!"
When the man saw Simu, his face was full of surprise, and he immediately said with anger: "Simu? What kind of trick did you kid bring to the mountain gate with a monster?"
The misunderstanding was resolved, Zhan Yi Zhenyi put away his sword, but glared angrily.
Sure enough, nothing good happened to this boy once he returned to the mountain gate. He is still like this at his age.
"hey-hey"
Senior Brother Zhanyi, since you asked the question sincerely, don’t blame me for pretending.
"It's not a monster, it's just a mount that my apprentice tamed. It's a little bigger, a little bigger, only twenty meters."
Zhan Yitong's face darkened. Who asked you how old you are?
"You brat, I haven't come down yet to meet your uncle Zhan Yi."
Zhang Ziyu had already rolled down, but when he saw the pretense in his eyes, he didn't come over immediately. Now that his name was called, he naturally came forward.
He respectfully bowed as a disciple and said, "Disciple Zhang Ziyu, I have met Uncle Zhan Yi."
Zhan Yi looked at it carefully and saw that he looked like a rich and handsome young man. Is this a disciple with four eyes? It doesn't look like him.
"My nephew is really a talented person, but he doesn't look like that person."
Taoist Zhan glanced at Simu, but Taoist Simu was used to it on the mountain, so he would care.
"It's not like that. Senior brother, you have to provide evidence when you speak. This guy's talent is similar to mine. He's at the eighth level of Qi training, so he's pretty passable."
"What the hell?"
Chief Zhan looked at Zhang Ziyu again. He was only about twenty years old, and he was already at the eighth level of qi training. His disciples in the past few years did not seem to be like this.
Zhang Ziyu looks young, that is, 20 years old, but this body should actually be less than 19 years old.
Zhan Yi looked at his smug eyes and almost couldn't hold back from slapping him in the face with his sword. You are such a shameless thing. How dare you say that he has the same talent as you.
Zhan Daochang said quietly: "Don't go too far with your four eyes. How dare you compare your talent with your apprentice?"
Zhang Ziyu tugged at the corner of his master's clothes and signaled him to hold back, as he might get blood if he kept showing off.
"Ahem, Master, are we going up the mountain?"
"Huh? Yes...yes. Senior Brother Zhanyi is on duty today, so I just want him to take us up to meet your master and the others first."
The four-eyed Taoist priest accepted it as soon as he saw it, and he did not make his senior brother angry anymore.
Zhan nodded. This nephew was pleasing to his eye and knew what to do.
He looked at the huge beast in front of him. God knows how they encountered and subdued this thing these days.
"Junior brother, your mount..."
Taoist Priest Four Eyes actually wanted to drag the Taotie King into Damao Peak, but when he saw that it was not far away, several young Taoist priests from the Zhizi generation looked here cautiously, so he had to give up his thoughts.
"Ahem, Ziyu, please take care of your mount."
Although he said this, he still winked at Zhang Ziyu.
Fourth eye: It’s OK to reduce the size, but don’t make it too small.
Zhang Ziyu and Simu's master and apprentice have been together for so many years. Of course, he knew that his master wanted to show off, so he secretly made an OK gesture.
"Uncle, I just want to make it smaller."
As Zhang Ziyu spoke, he made the Taotie King shrink. Finally, it was more than one meter tall at the shoulders and about three meters long. It stopped and was about the same size as a Northeastern Golden Grain.
It's majestic enough, but not too intimidating.
"Let's go up to Damao Peak first."
Chief Zhan nodded, looked at a few disciples not far away, and said: "Chirang, Chiji is optimistic about the mountain gate."
According to the generation order of the characters of the transmission of the law, the generations up to Zhang Ziyu, Simu and others happened to correspond to the four characters "Shenhan Zhanzhi".
The generation Han is the generation of Taoist Master Si Mu and his master, the generation Zhan is Taoist Si Mu and the others, and the generation Zhi is the generation of Zhang Ziyu.
After being conferred, there will be a Taoist title, divided according to generation.
There are Taoist Master Si Mu, Uncle Jiu and others, but they are not used much in ordinary life, so they are mostly called by their first names. Over time, everyone has become accustomed to calling him Taoist Si Mu instead of Taoist Zhanxian.
On the other hand, the fellow disciples of Qianxiu, such as the Master Zhan in front of me, mostly use their own Taoist name.
The three of them walked all the way up. Maoshan is known as the Three Palaces and Five Views. These three palaces are Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace, Yuanfu Wanning Palace, and Chongxi Wanshou Palace. Among them, Jiuxiao Palace is located at the top of Damao Peak and is where the daily head teacher is.
The five Taoist temples are Qianyuan Temple, Yuchen Temple, Baiyun Temple, Deyou Temple, and Renyou Temple. They are located on other peaks of the Maoshan General Altar. Most of them are Maoshan disciples who are cultivators.
All the way to the top of the mountain, the first thing you see is a huge stone brick square, and then at the end of the square is the entrance to Jiuxiao Palace.
"Junior brother, head master, and uncle are inside. You know how to get in, so I won't send it away. And this monster, stay here in the square. Don't bring it in to show off, otherwise senior uncle Hanshou can take it away.
You die with it."
Taoist priest Simu laughed dryly and said: "How can I show off, senior brother, just stay here."
Master Hanshou was in charge of the Chongxi Wanshou Palace. He was one of the elders of the Three Palaces. He was a serious man. He was the one who was most afraid of him when he was on the mountain.
Zhang Ziyu asked the Taotie King to sleep on his stomach in the square, and then led him into the Jiuxiao Palace with his four eyes.
The area of Jiuxiao Palace is not small. The first hall you enter is the Lingguan Hall. The place where Lingguan is enshrined is extremely spacious.
Taoist Priest Simu skillfully took the incense from beside the altar, lit it on the candle, and gave half of it to Zhang Ziyu, saying: "Come and say goodbye, I haven't been back for many years, let's get acquainted first."
Zhang Ziyu was a little confused: "Master, isn't it wrong to be so casual?"
"Don't worry, my master...that is, your master, they are usually in the courtyard of the palace. They don't come to this front hall very often, so they can't see it. When I come back here, I don't just go home.
Well, what's wrong with being casual? Back then, I was roasting in the back of the palace..."
Zhang Ziyu was about to listen, but suddenly his expression didn't feel right, and he winked violently.
But Taoist Master Four Eyes was bragging about his deeds with his disciples, how could he stop so casually?
"What are you grilling?"
Suddenly someone interrupted to ask a question, but Taoist Master Simu didn't react at all and said: "Roasted rabbit, there are so many rabbits near Damao Peak, they are so spicy and fat..."
Halfway through the conversation, I suddenly realized something was wrong. This voice sounded so familiar.
"Pa"
Before he could turn his head, he received a slap on the back of his head.
"You bastard, it was you who roasted that rabbit back then."