Zhao Ran was upstairs in Jingyang, discussing with Miss Jiu the Great Zhai Festival at Wenchang Temple in Qixia Mountain five days later. Since this is a landmark event for the graduation of the teaching hall, the ritual drawn up by the Taoist Department is "Shen Wen Fa Zou Ke"
”, with the meaning of reporting learning results.
To hold fasting rituals, a chief director is required. In Shifang Jungle, the chief director is usually a high-level official. For high-level rituals, the governor, supervisor or abbot will also serve. Now that everyone has entered Shifang Jungle and is the abbot.
, they will definitely be in charge of high-level rituals held in various places in the future.
As for the ritual held at Wenchang Temple this time, they conducted a small-scale public recommendation and selected the person in charge.
This group of monks and abbots have been studying in the teaching hall for nearly half a year, and have initially established the concept of superior-subordinate relationships in Shifang Jungle. Therefore, the two only deputy provincial Taoist palace abbots-Zhao Ran and Jiu Miss, so
The number of votes they received was far ahead of the others. The two of them had a good relationship, and they didn't want to hurt their friendship by voting again. They simply discussed it and decided to join hands to lead the company. Zhao Ran was responsible for the first half and Miss Jiu was responsible for the second half.
Zhao Ran checked the list in his hand: "The items dedicated to the gods...the incense burner, the wax stand, the vase, the incense tube, the fruit plate, the pure bowl...are all here."
Miss Ninth is also looking at another list: "Let me take a look at the offerings prepared... The rockery carved with agarwood is earth, the fine gold flower is, the dragon incense butter lamp is fire, the rootless water is, and the spiritual fruit is wood.
, the five elements are complete, and are in harmony with the virtues of the gods."
Zhao Ran asked: "Where is it produced?"
Miss Jiu replied: "Gezao Mountain, it should be fine."
"Then you have to check it out two days in advance."
"Okay, let's go to Wenchang Temple in two days."
Miss Ninth picked up another list: "The chosen magical instruments include a clang, a hairpin, a wooden fish, a bell, a drum, an imperial bell, and a dragon's horn."
"Why are there no Gui Jian and Dharma seal?"
"Wenchang Temple rarely uses these two items. They Gao Gong said that they can be omitted."
Zhao Ran shook his head: "That's because they haven't done any sacred rituals. All the magic weapons can be completed without any need, but is it useful? In my experience, it is best to add them. The effect is very good, and give way.
Lusi continues to purchase from Ge Zaoshan."
Miss Jiu said: "I'm afraid it exceeds the usage fee."
Zhao Ran said: "What are you afraid of? It's not something you can throw away after using it once. It can be used in every training class in the teaching hall from now on. You have to buy it sooner or later. I'll go tell Li Fuyin."
Miss Ninth took out a pen and paper and said: "Now it's time to sort out the list of responsibilities. You and I are the masters of the altar. Who do you think it should be?"
Zhao Ran thought for a while and said: "I suggest you choose from people with high cultivation levels."
Miss Ninth nodded and wrote: "Pei Zhongze. Those who serve scriptures, serve incense, serve lamps... and the prison, tico, confession... Bapai Zhai..."
After the two of them had a heated exchange of words, Miss Ninth stretched out her waist, straightened her slim curves, and said slightly tiredly: "I'm so tired..."
In the past few months in Jingyang Tower, Miss Ninth showed a carefree manner and a somewhat informal demeanor; Zhao Ran also developed the habit of scanning and appreciating generously, looking at Miss Ninth from head to toe.
through.
After appreciating it, Zhao Ran said: "It is recommended that this list be put forward to the public after tomorrow's class. There is no need to vote, just a show of hands. We are all studying classmates, and we cannot make a decision at the same time."
"A vote on such a small matter? You know they will definitely pass it. They don't care. They may even think you are too troublesome."
"Let them vote. They may think we are causing trouble and refuse to let them vote, but it is very likely that someone will jump out and say that we have to speak out."
"That makes sense..."
While they were chatting, Zhao Ran received a flying talisman: "Junior Brother Zhao, are you free? I want to pay a visit."
Zhao Ran was very surprised. Ever since he left the flying talisman contact information with Xu Zhenren at Baoyue Villa a few months ago, the two had no contact. He didn't expect that he suddenly said that he would come to visit him today. Could it be that something happened?
?
"Haha, long time no see, how are you? Where is Senior Brother Wei? It's time for me to pay a visit, Senior Brother."
"Okay, I have something important to talk to you about. It's not convenient for people to talk too much. I wonder if we can meet outside Yifeng Gate?"
After asking for the location, Zhao Ran stood up and said to Miss Jiu: "I..."
"Going out for something?"
"What about that? You sort these things out first. We'll discuss it when I get back. I'm sorry."
"You are really busy. I managed to catch you all day long, and then I have to leave again."
"Both each other, Ninth Girl can at least catch me, but I have never caught Ninth Girl."
"You bastard, okay, okay, go quickly." Miss Ninth waved her hand impatiently and immersed herself in the pile of old papers again.
Yifeng Gate is located in the northwest corner of the capital, out of Jilong Mountain, past the Bell Tower, around Qingliang Mountain to the north, and along the city wall to the end, is Yifeng Gate. Yifeng Gate is stuck between Lion Mountain and Hydrangea Mountain.
The two mountains are in a favorable location, with a dragon and phoenix forming an auspicious shape.
The terrain here is dangerous, and it is where the fifth military camp is stationed. Zhao Ran passed through Yifeng Gate and looked at the city wall and the situation inside and outside the gate. He couldn't help but shook his head. He was a Taoist priest who had served in the border area for many years. He could see it at a glance.
Due to the omissions and laxity of the garrison, compared with the Songfan garrison, even though the Fifth Military Battalion is known as the three elite battalions, the military equipment has long been destroyed without fighting for many years.
But another thought, this place is the core hinterland of the Ming Dynasty. If foreign enemies really attack here, the Ming Dynasty will be almost finished. Therefore, whether the defenders here are elite or not has nothing to do with the overall situation.
Exiting Yifeng Gate is Jinghai Temple, which is a branch temple of Shangyuan County Taoist Temple under the jurisdiction of Xuantan Palace of Yingtian Mansion. Even though it is a Taoist temple, it is not small, because it is located outside the city wall, to the west of Lion Mountain.
The southern foot occupies a large area, slightly larger than the Xuantan Palace. Although it is "outside the city", during the 600 years of peace in the Ming Dynasty, the place was still very lively, no less than in the city.
Zhao Ran followed the location given by Wei Chaozong and came to a small courtyard at the foot of the mountain. He knocked on the door and the door opened in response.
The layout in the courtyard is very simple, and I don’t know why Wei Chaozong chose such a place. Since he is planning to make friends with each other, shouldn’t he find a scenic spot, find a restaurant, order a table of good food, open a jar of fine wine, and hold a baby in his arms?
Will beauties meet?
Well, this is purely Zhao Ran's imagination. There is nothing here, let alone a winding path leading to secluded areas. As soon as you enter the small courtyard, there are three side rooms.
——Hey, there are really beauties! In addition to Wei Chaozong, there is also a female cultivator standing next to her. Zhao Ran can't tell her age from her appearance, but from the intuition, this female cultivator seems to be similar to himself, not thirty-five or six, at least.
Over thirty.
Zhao Ran observed the words and expressions, looked at the intimate appearance of the two people, and quickly saluted: "I have met senior brother Wei, and I have met my sister-in-law."
The female cultivator rolled her eyes at Zhao Ran, while Wei Chaozong was happy: "This is my third sister, you can call her Sanniang."