When Miss Ninth said this, Zhao Ran seemed to have some impressions. It seemed that she really mentioned a lot of things in bits and pieces at that time. In fact, they were all reflected in several newly issued edicts this year. No wonder he was so fond of these things.
The Taoist edict was applauded. No wonder I felt that it was very in line with my wishes. It turns out that the wool comes from the sheep...
Together with Miss Ninth and Pei Zhongze, we entered Jiming Temple, registered in the recording room on the left, and received house cards, meal cards, and the "Lecture Hall Manual." The simple registration process was over.
Looking through the "Lecture Hall Manual", the style was very familiar. Sure enough, Miss Ninth continued to add: "This is based on the reception manual you made in Wudang Mountain."
Zhao Ran muttered: "Don't pay the copyright fee, piracy..."
"What?"
"Nothing? I'm used to it..."
The first lecture hall is divided into two levels: the Fugong class and the Taoist class, that is, the advanced cultivation class and the ordinary cultivation class. The thirty-six abbots of the Fugong class are all at the level of Jindan or above, and three of them are
In the Archmage realm, Pei Zhongze is among them.
There are seventy-eight abbots at the Taoist class level, which are divided into Class A and Class B. Among them, 46 in Class A are all in the Huangguan realm, and 32 in Class B are in the Taoist realm.
According to the classification situation of the Taoist classes, Jian Jiguan has tacitly accepted that the Taoist realm can also serve as the abbot of the county college, which is an additional confirmation of the current actual situation.
This classification is more scientific. Many Zhaijiao rituals have different effects depending on the cultivation level of the caster. There are even some rituals that Taoist monks cannot perform, and between Jindan and Huangguan,
There are also great differences in Zhaijiao rituals.
For example, in the rain praying class, the spells cast by Huangguan monks basically have no effect, while the spells cast by Jindan monks may have a slight effect, and the air will be slightly humid - Zhao Ran Qixue is a special case and is not included in the study. Don't look at praying
There is no rain in the rain class, but having this little humidity is very beneficial to the growth of crops.
It can be expected that in the future, the monks who are the abbots of the palace will often go to the county courtyard to help the county courtyard start classes.
When you arrive at Jiming Temple, you can feel a lot of spiritual power. Although this place is not a paradise, it has its own spiritual springs and spiritual eyes. Otherwise, Daolu Division would not have firmly occupied this place. Therefore, the monks who are training do not need to
Worrying too much about cultivation issues.
Perhaps the thing that all monks are most uncomfortable with is the issue of residence.
Although Chicken Cing Temple is large, it is simply a fool's dream to allow the monks to live comfortably. It is already very good to have one room for one person, and it is absolutely impossible for one person to have a courtyard. But Zhao Ran doesn't care, he often participates
Those who hold meetings in Taoist sects have experienced even two people sharing a room or three people sharing a room during meetings before. One person sharing a room is nothing.
Following the courtyards such as Sanqing Hall, Cihang Hall, Sutra Pavilion, and Enlightenment Hall, the terrain gradually rises, and then there are rows of Taoist houses.
This was originally the monk's house where the monks of Jiming Temple lived thousands of years ago. Rows of wing rooms stood side by side. Each row had two floors and could accommodate a thousand people. It is said that these buildings have been damaged twice in the past six hundred years. Today,
were rebuilt one hundred and thirty years ago.
After Jiming Temple was renamed as Daolu Division by Daomen, these monks' residences were also divided into single rooms to store various archives. Under the strict orders of Jianji Guan, Daolu Division made great efforts to store various archives.
The archives and materials were put away and another place was found for storage, and nine courtyards were freed up for the monks attending the lecture hall to live.
Following the sign of the courtyard, they searched for it one by one. The three of them turned up a small mountain path and entered a moon gate. In front of them was a platform with a wide view. There was a stone fence surrounding the platform. Standing on the platform, you could see the north at a glance.
Xuanwu Lake.
There are two rows of wing rooms on the south and east sides of the platform, each with two floors. Looking back at the moon gate, there are three words "Jingyang Tower" painted on it.
What a great place!
Miss Ninth clapped her hands and said, "This is it. Because we arrived late, we were not assigned to the spacious Taoist house in front of us, so we can't communicate and discuss with our comrades often. The two senior brothers can feel sorry for themselves and live here."
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When signing in, Zhao Ranke could clearly see that half of the people were not here, so why were they late? But neither he nor Pei Zhongze were fools. They understood immediately, acquiesced to the convenience provided by Miss Ninth, and each looked for a house to live in.
Miss Ninth occupied the two-story building in the south. Zhao Ran and Pei Zhongze naturally squeezed into the wing in the east. Pei Zhongze was on the second floor and Zhao Ran was on the first floor.
After entering the room, there were several thick stacks of Taoist books piled on the table. Zhao Ran couldn't help but feel filled with emotion as he read through them one by one.
"Standard Rite of Fasting", "Ritual of the Supremacy Yellow Ribbon Great Fasting", "Seven Lots of Clouds", "Shangqing Lingbao Dafa", "Complete Collection of Taoist Techniques"...
The familiar books and the fragrant smell of ink and paper made Zhao Ran feel like he was back to the years when he studied hard at Wuji Academy fifteen years ago.
In addition to the Daomenzhai ritual standards, there are also examples of official document writing such as imperial edicts, memorials, commendations, and policies. Most of them are official documents dating back fifty years, especially those from the Jiajing Dynasty. Ten examples were selected for each style.
Multiple sample essays add up to a huge pile.
Referring to the "Handbook", on the one hand, the Lecture Hall emphasizes the rituals of fasting and rituals, and on the other hand, it is familiar with the official document examples. This is indeed an urgent lesson for monks who serve as abbots. Including Zhao Ran himself, it is actually an excellent learning opportunity.
, that’s it for official documents, but it can make up for a lot of the ritual content that he lacks at the Zhaijiao. His original idea was that if these courses asked everyone to learn some Confucian classics, then he would stand up and raise his arms and shout no matter what.
Now it seems that at least everything is still within normal range.
After briefly flipping through the book for a while, I looked out the window. The sunset had set, the sky was dark, the bright moon was rising, and the white sails were approaching the shore. It was the fishermen on Xuanwu Lake who had finished their hard work for the day and were returning home.
Zhao Ran heard something moving on the platform outside, so he opened the door and walked out. He saw Miss Jiu, who had changed into light-colored clothes, leaning on the railing and looking into the distance.
This was the first time that Zhao Ran saw Miss Jiu wearing plain clothes. Compared with her usual dashing and heroic appearance when she wore a red Taoist robe, she was a little more charming and delicate. It can be said that it was a rare sight.
Zhao Ran definitely wanted to look at this kind of scenery for a while. After looking at it for a while, he suddenly noticed some movement above. He raised his neck and looked up. Pei Zhongze on the second floor was also standing in the aisle, quietly watching Miss Jiu and the chicken beside the platform.
Xuanwu Lake with fishing boats singing late at night in the north of Congshan Mountain.
Zhao Ran couldn't help but smile and whispered: "The bright moon decorates your window, and you decorate other people's dreams."
Miss Ninth turned around and asked, "What window is this dream about?"
Upstairs, Pei Zhongze quickly flashed back to the room, and Zhao Ran smiled: "It's nothing."
There were still three days before the lecture hall started. Zhao Ran had never felt so relaxed and comfortable, as if all his burdens had been lifted. He stayed on the small Jilong Mountain all day, or looked at the scenery of Xuanwu Lake, or
Let's take a stroll in Jiming Temple, pay homage to this thousand-year-old temple, and think about its grand scene when it was the largest Buddhist temple in the south of the Yangtze River.
This kind of life is more leisurely than traveling on this road. Sometimes Zhao Ran feels that even thinking is tiring.