Among the peaks of Hengshan Mountain, red clouds rose for no reason.

The land of hundreds of temples and temples is steaming like boiling.

Since Emperor Yang of Sui changed Guangtianguan to Shangfeng Temple, for thousands of years, monks Haiyin, Huisi, and Zen monk Huairang, and famous men have been traveling to Nanyue from generation to generation. The Zen sect has become a great success. Since then, yellow crowns are sparse and black clothes are rampant. Even in the Southern Song Dynasty, the Qingyu Altar, one of the three blessed places in Hengshan, was changed to the name of "Arhat Xing Taoist Altar".

However, there is no sect in the world that has been prosperous for thousands of years? Monk Xiqian, who presided over Nantai Temple, has long disappeared. However, Nantai Temple is known as the Zen Temple Caodong, Fayan, and Yunmen ancestral courtyards, but it is a piece of fat in the eyes of the monk Hengshan.

In recent years, except for the hosts and temples of several large temples, many monks who only know how to chant Amitabha Buddha a few times gathered to Nantai Temple. They each claimed that they were the direct inheritance of Zen Master Shi Tou Xiqian. They snatched the temple property, which was countless times more ugly than the ordinary people who split up their families.

In the end, the general manager of Hengshan was unable to see the temple inspections of the palaces and temples in various places, so he asked the monks to demolish the ancient temple of Nantai, from Buddha statues to scriptures, from temple beams to gates, and together with the temple property, they were divided into two, and built into two monk temples.

So the former Zen holy land became Xinnantai Temple and Laonantai Temple. A group of monks who had eaten enough vegetarian oil and had nowhere to vent their strength all day long, robbing pilgrims and fighting for incense, which was not much worse than a feud.

On this day, the two monks in Lao Nantai Temple and Xinnantai Temple led a group of new monks who had shaved their heads but had no certificates to yell in front of each other's mountain gates to yell loudly.

The local dialects between Hunan and Jiangxi were deafening, and even the sound of tiger roaring with the mountain wind was overwhelmed by the loud voices of this group of wild monks.

The monk in the prison temple of Xinnantai Temple only wore a hood, with his chest open and his belly exposed, sat on the long bench brought by the little shark, and raised his feet and shouted: "Listen to the old temple, the rules set by the inspector, the new temple and the old temple are bounded by this stream. The source of this stream is located in the boundary of our new temple, so this stream belongs to our new temple. Your monks in the old temple are not allowed to come here to draw water and pick up firewood!"

While I was jumping and scolding, the monk in the prison temple of Lao Nantai Temple was holding a rice-pounding pestle in his hand, making it look good, and shouting: "The thief monk who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors, don't you see where this is. Our old temple is the authenticity passed down by the stone ancestor. Speaking of which, the temples and temples all over the mountain are descendants of the stone ancestors. Our old temple is a direct inheritance. Wherever we put it, we are all long houses. You unworthy descendants who have started a new stove are not qualified to say anything here at all!"

The two monks in the temple looked at each other and suddenly realized that the old opponent was even more disliked than before. I don’t know who shouted: “Today I will do your family law!”

This shout was like pouring a scoop of cold water into a boiling oil pan. Suddenly, the monks from Nantai Temple shouted, picking up objects that could be seen, and fighting each other into a group.

The Buddhist beads broke free from the thread and rolled around with the bald head. The monk's robe tear the cloth and tied it into a ball with silk ribbon. The fist hurted the eye sockets. It was the blue-purple and clear blue lotus's wonderful eyes. The rod head sounded bald, and it turned into a supreme Buddha's flesh bun.

During this good fight, no one saw a white tiger carrying a yellow-capped Taoist passing by in the air. But the sound of tigers roaring, the two Nantai Temples were covered with red clouds like lush vegetation, and the earth was steaming, but flames suddenly enveloped the two Nantai Temples.

When two old monks from Nantai Temple shouted: "It's time to go!"

The group of monks who had been fighting had just woken up and saw the fire snakes flying in the two temples. In a blink of an eye, they turned the halls, the Buddhas of the three ages, the Bodhisattvas of the Tenth Level, the bells, chimes, cymbals, and the sutras and mortals into bright light and thrilling into the sky!

In the bright light of this fire, the beams, pillars, bricks and tiles turned into sand and dust in a blink of an eye. As the wind blew, the monks were sprinkled with one head and one face. Only a foundation was still there, red light rose up, and red clouds were rising from afar.

Not only Nantai Temple, as the sound of tiger roars, there are places where Lingshu earthly energy gathers among the mountains, but also the place where temples and temples were built selected by Buddhists in all dynasties. It is just the node of the mountain momentum and veins of Hengshan, Nanyue. The earthly energy is steaming up, and the red clouds cover the top like lush. In a moment, more than ten peaks are red!

The first thing to discover this strange situation was the pilgrims who entered the incense along the mountain road to the mountain. However, this strange sight that was almost unseen in a thousand years only surprised them and cheered loudly: "Grandpa Saint Emperor is showing his holy!"

For a moment, songs of fragrant songs towards the mountain came from Jixian Peak, from Zubo Peak, from Ruiying Peak, and spread around Zhurong's nineteen peaks!

At the same time, there were countless temples and temples on Hengshan Mountain, and groups of monks shouting desperately: "It's time to go!"

The young and strong monk desperately transported the money, cloth, grain and rice he had saved over the years to the outside of the temple. Only those old monks who were old had led the young monks to snatch scriptures, Buddha statues and magical instruments from the fire.

However, the fire came inexplicably, and even more so. It was obvious that whether it was a Bodhisattva of nanmu, lacquered gold, or a Buddhist scripture with tongue-blooded blood, as long as it was burned by the flames, it would turn into a piece of gray sand in the blink of an eye. However, as the fire spread, almost no one felt the real heat of the fire. Even the old trees in front of the temple were still lush and lush, and the grass under the steps was still thriving. The leaves were never yellow and the branches had never withered, as if there was no big fire, but it was just a illuminating sunset in the mountains, which made people a joke.

Even the monks who ran in and out of the fire were not burned at all.

Similarly, even if a bucket of spring, stream, and pool water splashed onto the fired buildings, no flames could be seen.

But at this time, no one cares whether they are awake or dreaming. Everyone is just screaming, desperately trying to steal something from the fire.

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The red clouds rose up and supported the white tiger's four legs. At this moment, even if someone in the mountains looked up, he could only see the crimson light clouds covering Hengshan like the Red City in the sky. It was hard to see the white tiger jumping among the red clouds again.

At this moment, as Hengyue's earth energy was stimulated by the power of Geng and Xin evil born by the white tiger, there were mountain spirits everywhere where the spiritual veins were gathered, either like snakes, dragons, or like beasts and birds, appearing in the red clouds and saluting respectfully to Wei Ye.

The magician stepped on the white tiger's foot. The elixir Ruyi, who "the above is the wise man, the above is the wise man, and the below is the qi of the earth", was naturally stuck in the palm of his palm. There were fire cloud plates like lucidum, but there were faint qi and veins as bright as red jade, wandering between the fire clouds and lucidum.

"The True Shape of the Five Mountains of the Cave Xuanling Treasure" says: The winding turns around the lute, the situation is uneven, the length and the length are rolling, the waves are like a thrust, and the sharpness is smooth. The clouds are mysterious and yellow, like the characters of calligraphy.

What gradually emerged on Dan Ling Ruyi is the true form map of Hengshan, Nanyue. (Since ancient times, there are two types of "Five Mountains True Form Map", one is the true form of the Five Mountains, that is, the shape of the Five Mountains is the talisman map, and the Taoist priests match their talisman map to curb evil and disasters. The true form map of the Five Mountains is still used in the Five Mountains crown and the true form mirror of the Five Mountains. The first is to describe the mountain shape of the Five Mountains. The so-called "black is the shape of the mountain, the red is the source of water, and the white is the room". Later, it was further developed into the later immortals' "drawing magic grass and stone chambers", and was an instruction map for Taoist priests to collect herbs and find immortals. The thief is aware of it)

As the white tiger roared, it gradually approached the lotus, and the peaks of the golden bamboo slips. A red cloud rose first on the platform of light. A branch of coral Ganoderma lucidum floated among the clouds. The bright light was as bright as the sun. The white tiger was still trying to move forward, but it saw layers of red light like barriers, blocking the road ahead.

Wei Ye stepped down, and the white tiger naturally descended on the platform of light. The magician turned the alchemy spirit Ruyi towards the coral Ganoderma lucidum, and suddenly the Ganoderma lucidum, Ruyi, Ruyi and shadow, formed a pair of them, and a red light wheel floated in the air, illuminating the heaven and earth.

The magician looked at the wheel of light and felt something in his heart. Then he sat cross-legged and let his body echo the blessing land of Nanyue.

He sat and practiced peacefully, but the many well-known monks on Hengshan were shocked and suspicious.

First, the temples and temples west of Zhurong Peak caught fire for no reason, and in a blink of an eye, they were completely burned. Then, one after another, red clouds rose from the mountains. Until the night was not dispersed, it was even more red, as if the morning glow was reflected, and the candles were shining all night.

Then I saw the rare light platform on Jin Jian Peak. The "holy light" wonder that should have appeared in the dark night turned into a circle of light wheels, which seemed to be a pair of red Ganoderma lucidums, and it was bright and dazzling at night and during the day.

Therefore, according to old people, Jin Jian Peak was the place where Emperor Huangdi of Xuanyuan fasted and sacrificed to heaven, and also where King Yu was given the title of Jin Jian Zhu. There was a water of jade sand surging between the peaks and rocks, and a coral Ganoderma lucidum on the platform of light, all of which were immortal medicines, but no one had ever seen it. Only Jin Jian Peak always flashed at night, like a light reflected from a distance.

But at this moment, everyone believes that the reproductive Ganoderma lucidum that floats among the red clouds is the coral Ganoderma lucidum on the platform of Light!

Without even saying this, just looking at the red lights of more than ten peaks in the west of Hengshan, it alarmed the city of Hengyang, men, women, young and old, both ordinary people, famous gentry, and even Hengyang County Magistrates were alarmed and came to Hengshan.
Chapter completed!