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Chapter five hundred and twelve gold gourd

Maoshan Mountain in Jurong City, Jiangsu Province is extremely famous throughout the country. Of course, most people just think of it as a special Taoist tourist attraction, but a small number of people know that Maoshan Mountain is not just a simple tourist attraction, but also a tourist attraction.

The Taoist holy land in the eyes of ghost people.

I looked at the gourd with a vague outline on the mountain, and I was surprised and said: "It's such a big gourd from the bottom of the mountain. How big will it be if you look at it from the top of the mountain?"

Hong Zhuo frowned slightly and said: "This should be the only one of the Ten Magical Artifacts in Maoshan, the Jinyuan Gourd. According to legend, it is the Jinyuan Gourd that has sealed the monsters captured in Maoshan over the years."

After listening to Hong Zhuo's words, I nodded. I had heard Brother Jingfeng mention it before. It seems that the ghost demon of the Four Demon Kings was once captured by Maoshan and imprisoned in Jinyuan Gourd. He almost gave Jinyuan Gourd to him.

Broken.

The two of us were chatting while walking up the mountain. When we actually walked up the mountain, it actually took us an hour. It was also nine o'clock sharp.

When I actually reached the top of the mountain, well, it wasn’t actually the top of the mountain, but it was already at the entrance of Maoshan, and I saw the entire Maoshan Gym.

It was too big. There were houses and lights everywhere inside, and in the center of the Maoshan sect was the Jin Yuan gourd. I took a look at it and saw that the Jin Yuan gourd was about ten meters high. It was really big.

The gate of Maoshan is three meters high. Both gates are made of iron and have two talismans engraved on them.

I walked up, knocked on the door and shouted, "Is anyone there?"

After a while, the door was opened, and a little Taoist priest walked out. This little Taoist priest looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old. He wiped his eyes and was obviously very sleepy. He asked: "Do you two want to worship the ancestor? We

This stick of incense is charged at several levels..."

"No, no, don't get me wrong." I said and handed over the wooden sign that the old gentleman had given me at the foot of the mountain.

The little Taoist priest took the wooden sign and looked at it. He quickly ran inside and shouted: "Uncle Master, Uncle Master, a guest is here."

"It looks like this wooden sign is pretty good." I said with a smile.

In the past, being treated as a guest by Maoshan was considered a pretty good treatment.

Maoshan and Longhushan have always looked down on Mr. Yin Yang. It is very simple. Mr. Yinyang is actually a profession that combines the Taoism of Maoshan and Longhushan, plus some folk magic.

For Maoshan and Longhushan, who are orthodox students who learn to catch ghosts and collect demons, Mr. Yin Yang actually receives very little attention.

In the past, when Mr. Yin and Yang came to visit Maoshan, unless they were really famous Mr. Yin and Yang, such as Liu Boqing, Shangguan Liuyun, etc., everyone else had to pay a fee to enter.

"This is probably the reason why Maoshan is preparing to summon people to go to Corpse Sect recently." Hong Zhuo smiled lightly and said: "No matter whether Maoshan looks down on Mr. Yin Yang or not, the difference between Mr. Yin Yang's ability and that of Maoshan Taoist priests is actually not that big.

They cannot deny this, so they also need our strength, so they naturally treat us as guests."

As soon as Hong Zhuo finished speaking, a Taoist priest in his thirties who looked quite refined came out of the door. The Taoist came up and cupped his hands and said, "I'm Li Zhifeng from Maoshan. Do you know the names of these two people?"

"Zhang Lingfeng."

"Hong Zhuo."

After we finished talking, Li Zhifeng looked happy, looked at me and asked, "May I ask if it's Zhang Lingfeng, Brother Zhang of the Demon Catching Bureau?"

"Brother, can we stop talking so politely? I'm so tired." I smiled bitterly and asked, "Where's your boss? Ask him to come over and see me."

"Here, the boss has taken a rest. Although you two are originally guests, I can complete the reception work. Let the boss take more rest." Li Zhifeng had a troubled look on his face.

Hong Zhuo also pulled me aside and whispered in my ear: "You are stupid. Old Man Li and you usually laugh and joke, but in Maoshan, he is still the leader no matter what. Have you ever seen someone in ancient times?"

Entering the palace and asking the emperor to come out to see him?"

"Uh." I was stunned for a moment. What Hong Zhuo said made sense. I also smiled at Li Zhifeng.

I've played with Old Man Li's grandson a lot, and I'm used to his vulgar appearance. It's really a bit uncomfortable to suddenly treat him as the leader.

Li Zhifeng didn't say anything else. He stepped aside and welcomed us in.

Hong Zhuo and I quickly followed.

The layout inside is very similar to that of a gym.

The most rare thing is that apart from the electric lamps and light bulbs inside, many of them are antique.

It is much more modern than the so-called ancient town. Once you enter, it is made of glass and cement, but Maoshan is different. Except for the lights inside, everything else in Maoshan is basically made of wood.

At this time, the street lights inside were very bright, and there were many Taoist priests walking around inside.

"How many people do you have in Maoshan?" I looked strangely at those Taoist priests walking past me in groups.

Li Zhifeng smiled and shook his head and said: "These are the outermost disciples. They usually spend time in the Maoshan Taoist Hall, guiding tourists or collecting money. They are not my real disciples of Maoshan. Most of these disciples are

They are looking for a job after graduating from college, or they are just here because of the reputation.”

"But my real disciples in Maoshan have been trained since childhood, and I will never accept disciples of unknown origins." Li Zhifeng said with a smile: "Our real Maoshan sect is in the backyard of Maoshan. You two come with me."

Maoshan is really quite big inside, with all kinds of winding lanes. Hong Zhuo and I were almost confused. Soon we passed by Jinyuan Gourd.

This Jinyuan gourd is really big, more than ten meters high, golden yellow, and has many small runes engraved on it.

As soon as I got closer, I felt a tremor inside the backpack.

Sky-Brighting Sword.

The ten instruments seem to have some connection with each other.

"Is this the legendary Jin Yuan Gourd?" I looked at the Jin Yuan Gourd and asked, "If you put this Jin Yuan Gourd outside, you won't be afraid of being robbed?"

Li Zhifeng said with a smile: "Not to mention who dares to come to Maoshan to steal things, even if they come to steal, we are very welcome."

"You have to know that there are hundreds of monsters sealed in this gourd. We in Maoshan are all worried about how to deal with the monsters inside." Li Zhifeng sighed and said: "A few years ago, the leader was planning to give away the Jin Yuan gourd.

Longhu Mountain, but it turned out that Longhushan didn’t want it even if I beat him to death. Those guys usually kept saying something about how they were envious of us in Maoshan for having such a treasure, but in the end, they didn’t even want it if I gave it to them.”

"If there weren't hundreds of monsters inside the Jinyuan gourd, I think Longhushan would come to snatch it. But with so many monsters inside, it's just a burden. Who would dare to take it?" Hong Zhuo said with a smile.


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