Riding on the splendid building transformed from the small nuclear-carved boat, within an hour, a sea of ​​clouds broke through and landed among the mist-shrouded peaks.
Ziyang Mansion has arrived.
Viewed from a slightly higher place, this Xianjia sect is as big as the imperial palace of the secular dynasty. In the middle area, there is a large area of ​​majestic buildings that glow in purple and gold under the sunlight.
After Chen Ping'an and his party disembarked from the boat, the tall female cultivator who claimed to be Dongling Zhenjun Wu Yi put away the nuclear carving boat and put it into her sleeves. As for the young girls who were dancing and dancing, they turned into pieces of talisman paper one after another, but
It was not taken back by the Cave Spirit Master, but he flicked his sleeves and threw it into a gurgling river not far away, turning into bursts of dense spiritual energy and blending into the river water.
A tall and thin old man immediately appeared on the other side of the river, knelt down and kowtowed to the female cultivator, and shouted: "Little God of Jixiang Temple, I pay my respects to the ancestor of Dongling, and I would like to thank the ancestor for his great kindness.
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Zhu Lian slapped Pei Qian on the head and said softly: "Your comrade has appeared again, why don't you go and talk to him?"
Pei Qian rolled his eyes.
Wu Yi looked indifferent, "If nothing happens, I will return to your Jixiang Temple."
The god quickly stood up and left, turning into a stream of blue smoke mixed with a little golden light and swept into the river, and disappeared in a flash.
Wu Yi smiled and explained: "That's the bad thing about going out. It's hard to be clean."
Chen Pingan nodded to express his understanding.
Wu Yi asked casually: "Mr. Chen, among all the people who were with you last time, such as my father's favorite little girl in a red cotton coat, why are none of them missing?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "They are all studying in Sui Dynasty."
Wu Yi seemed a little regretful.
My father once revealed that the tall young man named Yu Lu was the anonymous crown prince of the Lu Dynasty who lost his country!
Full of rich dragon energy, it is simply the most delicious food in the world.
Her father didn't say anything back then for some reason. She didn't dare to act rashly under his nose, so she missed it. She just didn't know if she would have the chance to have a good meal in the future, maybe she could break that damn golden elixir bottleneck.
In order to break through the realm and reach the Nascent Soul Realm, the "end of the road" where dragons belong today, the younger brother did not hesitate to become the god of Hanshijiang. He himself practiced Taoist side-sect techniques diligently. It cannot be said to be useless, but the progress is extremely slow and can be caught.
mad.
Is it really possible that we will have to live in the shadow of our father for hundreds of thousands of years? We are always on tenterhooks, fearing that our father will be hungry one day, or that he will fight with others and be seriously injured and need food supplements, so he will use their two children to fill his stomach?
Back then, I and my poor brother accompanied my father to meet Cui Han, the master of the Great Li Kingdom. The experience was not a good one. My father was beaten by Xiuhu with the help of an ancient inkstone to defeat the three hundred years of Taoism with ancient magical powers. Afterwards, my father was angry.
For her and her brother, the beating made them extremely miserable. But the result was not bad. Her father finally left Huang Tingguo. She and her brother no longer had to bear the heavy burden on their hearts. After all, they had been beaten by this violent father for thousands of years.
Countless descendants were eaten. Moreover, Ziyang Mansion and Hanshijiang each became a vassal territory recognized by the Great Li court, and were outstandingly independent from Huang Ting Kingdom.
Of course Wu Yi is just a pseudonym. As an ancestor of the Ziyang Mansion, her real body is a descendant of the ancient Shu Jiao. If it weren't for the letter home sent by her father, even if it was Chen Ping'an who had a warrior who traveled far away as a guard, she would
They were just too lazy to pay attention to each other. They were just going their separate ways on the single-plank bridge and Yangguan Road. How could she be so attentive and rush to greet him in person? She still had to force her temper to smile at a young man?
Wu Yi led Chen Ping'an and the others as they walked slowly on the road by the river. It was extremely smooth and paved with large blue stones. Reflected in it, the appearance was clear.
Pei Qian, who was holding a hiking pole, kept staring at the bluestone ground as bright as a mirror, looking at the black charcoal girl inside, grinning, enjoying herself.
Wu Yi had not chatted much with Chen Pingan on the building boat before, so he took this opportunity to give Chen Pingan a general introduction to the origin and history of Ziyang Mansion.
Chen Ping'an's response could only be described as barely rude. In this kind of matter, not to mention Liu Baqiao of Fengleiyuan, even Li Huai was better than him.
Probably because a water palace was opened and the refining was marked with water. When he stepped on it, Chen Ping'an could detect traces of water transport essence contained in the blue boulders under his feet.
Chen Pingan looked around and understood.
The descendants of dragons in the world must practice close to water. Even the descendants of dragons whose avenues seem to be closer to the mountains, as long as they take the golden elixir, they still need to leave the mountains obediently, walk along the rivers to transform into dragons, and walk around to transform into dragons. They still cannot do without water.
Character.
I think all the monks in the Ziyang Mansion throughout the ages would have no idea why this founder chose this place to build a mansion to spread his business.
Ziyang Mansion is one of the top immortal families in Huangting Kingdom, but it is not like the ordinary fairy family caves. It is built on the top of a mountain. Instead, it is placed on the bank of a beautiful river with a wide view. The river formed by the mountains, forests and streams is called Tiequan River.
, is the upper reaches of the Baihu River, the third largest river in the Huangting Kingdom, and can be regarded as the source water of the mighty Baihu River. The Baihu River is second only to the Hanshi River and the Yujiang River. Therefore, the orthodox river god of the Huangting Kingdom was granted the imperial title and was able to build a golden body and build a temple.
Helped the successive emperors of the Hong family of Huangting Kingdom to control the eight hundred mile water transport.
You must know that among the countries in the world, the issue of enfeoffing the gods of mountains and rivers is a top priority related to the mountains, rivers and the country. It can also determine whether an emperor is stable on the dragon throne. Because the number of places is limited, the gods of the Five Mountains are first come, first served.
, often left to the founding emperor to make the decision. Generally speaking, later emperors and monarchs will not be easily replaced. It involves too many things and is extremely troublesome. All the river gods, river gods, and Hebo Hepo who are subordinate to the Jianghe Zhengshen, and the Five Sacred Mountains
Mountain gods, big and small, and low-class land-based parents-in-law were all allowed to squander the emperors who were not allowed to sit on the dragon's throne. No matter how stupid and unscrupulous the monarch was, they were not willing to play tricks on this matter, and no matter how villainous the powerful officials of the imperial court were, they would not dare to
Let His Majesty the Emperor do whatever he wants.
As long as the national treasury is abundant and can be exchanged for enough fairy money, then with the permission of one of the seventy-two Confucian academies, a gentleman will appear, speak the Constitution of Heaven, visit that landscape in person, and "point the way" for a country.
, then this imperial court can legitimately create one more orthodox god for its own mountains and rivers, which in turn will feed the country's destiny and stabilize its destiny.
This is called the atmosphere of a peaceful and prosperous age. It will definitely be congratulated by civil and military officials, and the whole country will celebrate. The emperor will often be overjoyed and grant amnesty to the prison, because he is destined to be praised as the master of the ZTE and the wise king in the history books.
It's just that this kind of graceful behavior at the bottom of the mountain has always been ridiculed by the monks on the mountain as "adding a layer to the common people's coffins, and adding wood to the emperor's dragon chair".
As for why in various countries, there are often many prostitution temples and repeated prohibitions. Is it true that the imperial court is too weak to eradicate it?
In fact, to a large extent, many of the prostitution temples that the imperial court acquiesced to were not recognized by the Confucian academies and could not invite a gentleman to open their mouths. Only then did the courts of various countries turn a blind eye to such popular prostitution temples.
Turning a blind eye, some imperial courts would even go behind the back of the academies, secretly fund the prostitution temple with a steady stream of immortal money, and secretly encourage local literati and poets to take the lead in burning incense, so that the local people would follow suit and flock to follow.
There is also an orthodox river god in the Tieguan River, who is the humble old man who came and went in a hurry before.
For hundreds of years, this river god with a golden body enshrined in Jixiang Temple has been the puppet of the Ziyang Mansion. One of the experiences of the five monks under the Ziyang Mansion is often this person who is laughed at by his colleagues as "a dead Taoist friend who will never die in poverty."
"Tao, poor Tao will help you pick up your pocket", the river god sent the river spirits to die. Those poor people are almost like stretching their necks to be hacked by the young Qi practitioners. Only those who are lucky can escape.
Tribulation. Over and over again, the spirits naturally bred by the Tieguan River are no longer enough. The river god has to spend his own money to increase the essence of water transport. When the harvest is bad, he has to visit the house with gifts and pray for Ziyang.
The immortal masters of the mansion threw some immortal money into the river to increase the aura of water transport and accelerate the growth of water ghosts and spirits, so as not to delay the training of the inner disciples of Ziyang Mansion.
It sounds like the price has dropped very much, and it can be said that it is almost dying. In fact, I don’t know how many river gods in Huangting Kingdom are envious of it.
The reason is very simple, Tieguanhe is just a river god, and its golden body is not inferior to Baihujiang, the third largest river god in Huangting Kingdom.
What do you rely on? Naturally, it relies on the little leftovers that are dug out from the fingernails of Ziyang Mansion every year, accumulated year after year, and with the help of the incense of Jixiang Temple where the golden body is located.
The monks of Ziyang Mansion have always disliked outsiders interfering with their practice. Many dignitaries who came here because of their reputation could only stop at Jixiang Temple, two hundred miles away from Ziyang Mansion.
After stopping, it is natural to burn incense to worship the gods. There are also some shady matters, which require the help of the Iron Coupon River God to communicate with the Ziyang Mansion. Because the Ziyang Mansion has a good way of making money, from the monks in the Third Realm to the Longmen Realm monks, every time they are invited out
"Travel" will have a rough price, but the monks of Ziyang Mansion have always set their sights on the top. Even if ordinary secular dignitaries are rich, these gods may not be willing to see it. This requires Tie Guan He Jixiang who is familiar with Ziyang Mansion.
The temple helps to build bridges.
During this period, the Tieguan River God would never dare to profit from it, not even a single copper coin would be earned. However, every time the generals, ministers, ministers and dignitaries outside gave money to worship the filial piety gods of Ziyang Mansion, the latter came out to settle matters.
After it was completed, a sum of incense money that had nothing to do with Ziyang Mansion was naturally sent to Jixiang Temple.
Close to Ziyang Mansion.
Outside the gate of the mansion is a white jade square.
The people of Ziyang Mansion are already standing here, waiting for their ancestor to return. Ziyang Mansion is divided into inner and outer gates. The monks of the inner sect are the direct disciples of the founding ancestor Wu Yi, as well as the previous masters of Ziyang Mansion and their disciples.
Disciples, plus all the long-lived Longmen realm elders, as well as the powerful monks from the Guanhai realm who are in charge of everything. The outer sect is relatively mixed. In addition to the Qi practitioners with average qualifications, there are also Shanze wild cultivators who have taken refuge in Ziyang Mansion and pure martial arts.
, as well as the slaves and handymen who have served Ziyang Mansion for generations. The number of people in the outer sect who are surrounded by mud and sand is naturally far more than the Qi practitioners who devote themselves to cultivating Taoism.
Nearly a thousand people.
In the square, everyone should stand according to their respective status, and there should be no mistake in their position.
Probably to prevent Chen Ping'an from mistakenly thinking that he was giving them another blow, Wu Yi smiled and explained: "I haven't shown up in Ziyang Mansion for more than a hundred years. In the early years, I claimed to the outside world that I had chosen a blessed land in the cave to practice in seclusion. I am really tired of those who avoid it.
If you don’t want to exchange favors, just hide away and not see anyone.”
When Wu Yi walked from the bluestone road to the edge of the White Jade Square, everyone knelt down and kowtowed in unison, shouting in unison, "Congratulations to the ancestor for coming out of seclusion."
When it fell in Pei Qian's ears, it was like thunder.
Such a battle and such a grand pomp made Pei Qian's eyes light up.
Wu Yi raised his hand.
Pei Qian was amazed to see that the more than a thousand people who were obviously kneeling on the ground with their heads bowed suddenly stood up like eyes on their heads.
Wu Yi went straight forward, and Chen Ping'an deliberately lagged behind, so as not to share the grace of the ancestors of Ziyang Mansion. Unexpectedly, Wu Yi also stopped and told Chen Ping'an with ripples in his heart, with a trace of sincerity in his words. Smile: "Mr. Chen, you don't have to be so polite. You are a rare guest from Ziyang Mansion in a hundred years. This small territory of mine is located in the countryside, far away from saints and sages, but we still need to have the proper hospitality. So. Master Chen, just walk side by side with me."
Wu Yi was arrogant by nature. He was an immortal from Huang Tingguo who was famous for his unruly nature. He originally went to see Chen Ping'an just holding his nose. Since Chen Ping'an's speech and behavior were all decent, he did not rely on his familiarity with his father, Xiu Hu and Wei Bo. Being domineering and domineering in front of her made Wu Yi feel a lot more comfortable, which is why he said these heartfelt words.
To be continued...