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Chapter 85: Shenyin Mountain Qingping Temple

Shenyin Mountain is the location of Taoist Gate.

Compared with the holy mountains of Yangning Kingdom, Shenyin Mountain is neither majestic nor majestic. If it were not for the clear air and full spiritual energy, it would be no different from an ordinary wild mountain.

Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking up at Shenyin Mountain, one's heart is filled with an indescribable awe.

There is a gate at the foot of the mountain, a courtyard in the middle of the mountain, and a pavilion at the top of the mountain. A mountain path paved with bluestones winds forward, connecting all these places.

Ye Feng carried Lin Xiyao on his back and followed the Taoist priest up the stone steps.

"There are many more steps here than in front of Huanxing Pavilion." Ye Feng said without saying a word.

Lin Xiyao was very weak and lay weakly on Ye Feng's back: "Is this how you carried me to Qiuyue Tower that day?"

Ye Feng smiled and said, "I'll give you a hug when I'm tired."

"You seem to be very familiar with the oiran from Qiuyue Tower." Lin Xiyao suddenly asked.

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to explain this matter.

Lin Xiyao also felt it on her back: "What? Your privacy is involved?"

"You are my fiancée, what privacy can I have from you, hahaha." Ye Feng really didn't know how to explain Yan'er's matter to her, so he could only change the topic and deliberately change the subject.

Lin Xiyao's body moved. If she hadn't recovered yet, she would have beaten Ye Feng violently.

This stone path has hundreds of steps. With the foundation of tempering the physical body and the opening of the vein gate, Ye Feng can clearly feel that his body has made a qualitative leap, especially his physical fitness.

"Old Dao, how far is it?"

Ye Feng only looked at the road under his feet and couldn't remember how many steps he had walked.

The Taoist priest just walked ahead without even turning his head: "We're almost there."

Ye Feng stood still and looked up. At the end of the path, there was a mountain gate.

Above the mountain gate, there is a huge plaque with gold characters on a blue background - Qingpingguan.

There is a couplet on the left and right doorposts:

Observe the Tao and the mind, and you will always feel guilty about eating.

If you ask about merit and virtue, you will always receive favors when holding a bowl.

Behind the mountain gate, the magnificent Taoist temple is ancient and solemn. All the buildings are cleverly integrated with Shenyin Mountain, giving people a feeling as if those houses should have been built there.

The respect of Tao, the nobility of virtue, and the destiny of the husband are always natural.

Tao follows nature, that's how it is.

As a local religion, Taoist culture's interpretation of life is an exploration of wisdom and a reflection on the philosophy of life.

The concept of not denying the afterlife, but focusing on this life, is a perspective on the common origins of nature, society and life, a refinement of the universal laws of heaven, earth, people and things, and a method for observing the dynamics of things, understanding the essence of things, and judging changes.

direction and a means of foreseeing development trends, which have long-lasting reference value for human survival.

Ye Feng stood on the stone steps and stopped to watch for a long time.

"How about I come down and walk by myself."

Lin Xiyao had no idea what he was thinking, and thought Ye Feng had no strength.

"You look quite slim, why are you so heavy?!"

Ye Feng joked, lifted her up with force, and walked towards the mountain gate.

After crossing the high threshold, Ye Feng finally entered Qingping Temple.

The inside is much larger than it looks from the outside. In addition to the pavilions and pavilions, a bamboo forest comes into view, surrounded by green mountains, and a stream runs through the depths of the bamboo forest.

The gurgling stream is crystal clear, and the sound of the flowing water is like a fairy playing a harp, with a natural and wonderful rhythm.

Behind the bamboo forest, a waterfall seemed to fall from the sky, with flying beads splashing jade, brilliant as silver.

What's strange is that such a huge waterfall hangs upside down from mid-air and releases into the lake. The sound of the water is not deafening, but is like the music of a harp and jade, which makes you feel refreshed. Apparently, the power of the water has been cleverly used.

It was a lot of catharsis.

There is a pavilion on the side of the waterfall and on the cliff. It is perched high on a steep and protruding solitary peak. From a distance, it looks like a phoenix spreading its wings.

Unconsciously, there seemed to be a faint sound of silk and bamboo coming from the sound of wind. The sound of running water was like Yaobi, making this picture-like Shenyin Mountain look more peaceful and peaceful.

I followed the Taoist priest to an elegant pavilion by the bamboo forest. I opened the door and walked in. Everything in the house was made of bamboo. It was very clean and tidy, and the fragrance of bamboo was everywhere.

"Miss Lin, please stay here with peace of mind. Someone will bring you food and clothing. In less than ten days, I will guarantee that Miss Lin will recover as well as before." The Taoist priest put away his previous smile, held Yin and Yang in his hands, and said respectfully.

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"Thank you, Taoist Priest." Lin Xiyao lay on the couch, breathless.

The Taoist priest smiled back and said to Ye Feng: "Master Ye, please come with me."

Ye Feng followed the Taoist priest out, but still looked back at Lin Xiyao uneasily.

"Young Master Ye, you can rest assured that Miss Lin is absolutely safe here and no one will come to disturb her."

After speaking, the Taoist priest pinched his fingers, chanted the mantra, and created a golden spell out of thin air.

With a tap of his finger, the talisman instantly turned into a golden light, covering the Yage where Lin Xiyao lived.

"This place cannot be approached except by people from the Taoist sect."

"Isn't it possible for non-Taoists to get close?" Ye Feng was stunned and asked, "Then can I get close?"

"Of course not." The Taoist priest shook his head.

"ah?"

The Taoist priest looked at Ye Feng and suddenly asked him: "What do you want to go in for?"

Without waiting for Ye Feng to answer, the Taoist just walked forward and greeted him at the same time: "I want to talk to you about Lingyuan."

Hearing him mention the word "Ling Yuan" again, Ye Feng frowned slightly and had many questions in his mind to ask him.

The two left the Accord and chatted while walking: "You are helping me like this for Lingyuan, right?"

The Taoist priest smiled and said, "Taoist priest Fulu, it is your duty to drive out ghosts and subjugate demons, save lives and survive death, and help others."

Ye Feng also smiled: "I don't believe it."

"The Taoist sect takes it as its own duty to subdue demons. Since the Taoist enchantment was used to trap the demon clan in the land of nothingness five hundred years ago, the Fulu Taoist priests have left the mountain gate, hid in the market, and prayed for blessings with Fulu to eliminate disasters and cure diseases.

It is a ministry to treat plagues, save lives and save people from death. What’s more, Ling Yuan is originally a Taoist thing, a thing given by God to fight against the demon clan.”

"A thing to fight against monsters? But why did I hear that Ling Yuan is a thing used to improve the level of martial arts?"

"Who says that people who practice martial arts can't fight against monsters?" the Taoist priest asked.

This rhetorical question caused Ye Feng's brain to shut down: "Lingyuan is used to subdue demons..."

"Pindao is going to make arrangements for Miss Lin. Mr. Ye has come to Shenyin Mountain for the first time. He can walk around and see the scenery of Shenyin Mountain. Pindao will come back later and we will go to see Daozong together. What do you have?

If you have any questions, you can ask Daozong directly."

After Pindao finished speaking, he stood still, saluted Ye Feng, turned around and left.

Ye Feng looked at the Taoist priest's back and asked, "I don't know what to call him?"

"The poor Taoist's surname is Zhang, and he calls himself Zhengyi Zhenren."
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