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Chapter 121 Daomen Altar

Xuan Yi and Zhao Yi were suspicious for a moment, but when they thought that they had never seen the young man in front of them use methods such as the altar before, and they didn't seem to have heard of any Taoist priests in recent generations, they didn't.

Keep thinking deeply.

Because Wei Yuan had saved Xuanyi's life before.

The first few floors of the Taoist temple where the classics are stored are open to Wei Yuan.

The top two floors are guarded by elders of the Wei Ming Sect who are very senior and not very young. Inside are the core methods of the Wei Ming Sect, as well as the magical weapons passed down from generation to generation by the ancestors. Even the disciples of the Wei Ming Sect are not allowed to use them easily.

Set foot.

One is that the true Dharma cannot be taught lightly.

In both cases, when the Tao practice is not profound enough, one comes into contact with parts that are too advanced.

Just like a castle in the air, it may not be possible to achieve profound spiritual attainment, but it will easily collapse and people will die.

Therefore, this treatment is not only to protect the true inheritance, but also to protect the disciples. Xuan Yi and Wei Yuan went forward to pay homage to the two old Taoists guarding the attic. Then they went down from the attic and pointed to the books stored in the bookcases on the first and second floors.

A volume of Taoist scriptures says:

"This is the Sutra Collection Pavilion of our Wei Ming Sect. The two floors of sutras can be viewed at your leisure, owner."

"Basically, the altars and rituals common to all sects are here, and some of the secrets of each branch are also included here. However, the real means of suppressing the sect are basically well hidden by each family, and some even

Therefore, even those who are members of the Zhengyi Alliance do not know about what is passed down by word of mouth."

It's still being passed down by word of mouth, and I'm not afraid of losing it...

Wei Yuan sighed in his heart, Xuan Yi and Zhao Yi pointed out the small room on the side of the pavilion to Wei Yuan.

"Master, this is where the disciples of the sect stay while they read through the Taoist canon. If you don't mind, you can rest here temporarily."

Wei Yuan took a look and found that it was very simple inside, with just a bed and a cabinet.

The bed was very clean, and there seemed to be clean robes in the cabinet for changing.

After Xuan Yi and Zhao Yi left, Wei Yuan randomly pulled out a book from a bookcase, sat at the table next to him and started reading. These were sect classics, different from those in the special operations group, and were older.

, there are many notes and opinions left by the senior practitioners next to it, which has a strong sect style.

Most of the pavilions on the first floor contain basic classics.

Wei Yuan looked at it with the purpose and intention of solving the problem. Unknowingly, he was fascinated by it. He didn't know if it was the effect of the command talisman on the back of his hand. When he looked at the Taoist classics, it was easier to calm down. Slowly, he felt something about it in his heart.

The modern Taoist system has a clearer cognitive understanding.

China's practice system can basically be divided into Taoism, Buddhism, and Wushu, which was honed from military battles and rivers and lakes. The three systems of practice have influence on each other and have also changed. The modern Taoism system can basically be divided into three categories.

He is the leader of the Taoist sect in the southern part of China, and he has the potential to be the leader of the Taoist sect in recent times.

He specializes in edicts, talismans, and ritual altars.

The disciples in the sect often walk down the mountain to subjugate demons.

After Zhen Zhen taught Lu in the sect, he claimed to have left his name in heaven and had the rank of an immortal official.

Just by opening the altar, you can activate the mighty power of heaven and earth and display many magical powers. In addition, Shenxiao Thunder Technique is also a technique that Zhengdao is good at. Thunder is strong and upright, and it can subdue demons and demons, and it is invincible.

The true way.

Although it is said to accommodate the three paths of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, it is more like the style of Qi practitioners before the Qin and Han Dynasties. They cultivate themselves internally and exclude external things. They basically do not use the technique of talismans and seals, but they are relatively suitable for the disciples in the sect.

The precepts are also required to be stricter, and the word "quanzhen" itself represents a kind of weight.

Different from Zhengyi League Wei, who has entered the world and is good at subduing demons, the Quanzhen Sect pursues longevity and freedom, refining inner elixirs, and cultivating both life and life, so there are many clear rules and precepts.

In addition, there is the Wudang lineage that combines Taoism and Wushen, which cultivates Qi internally and has the dual skills of elixir and sword.

According to Wei Yuan's understanding, if the three branches of Taoist systems all encounter situations where they need to subjugate demons, the Wudang lineage can explode with the strongest lethality when close, and Quanzhen monks can maintain their power no matter what situation they fall into.

To a certain level, do not reduce your own strength too much due to external interference.

Being of the Celestial Master Dao lineage, they are not good at encounter battles.

But as long as you dare to give the Celestial Master Tao time to prepare, open the altar, perform the rituals, and set up the altar.

The power exerted together is actually the strongest.

The three families have continued to influence for thousands of years, but there are still obvious differences. Taking the magic sword as an example, the Tianshi Dao magic sword is used to subjugate demons, the Quanzhen magic sword is used to kill one's own inner demons, and the Wudang Dan sword is longer than those with flesh and blood.

Monsters fight.

Then there are some books that record the basic altar rituals.

It is recorded in it that different altars require different steps and the scriptures recited are also different. Wei Yuan already knows the foundation of the talisman system. After thinking about it for a while, he understands the reason why talismans and altars are becoming more and more complicated.

Because the functions are constantly refined, but they all borrow from the majestic power in the sky.

The altar is connected with the power from above.

First, verify your true identity, and then decide what talisman to use, what method to use, and which god to invite. Each has its own rituals and rules, just like each coded door. If you make a wrong step, you will go to the wrong door, and you will not be able to borrow power.

, the altar ceremony is considered a failure.

And this talisman command on the back of Wei Yuan's hand.

Probably equivalent to a master key.

Those password doors can be opened directly.

Of course, the ceremony symbolizing the step of "opening the door" is necessary.

It's just not so harsh, not so cumbersome, and it only needs to be done symbolically.

Correspondingly, the Taoist conduct of the person who casts the spell is equivalent to how much strength he has. The higher the Taoist conduct and the greater the strength, the greater the power and the stronger Taoist supernatural powers that can be exerted.

Wei Yuan looked through the classics and saw a simpler ceremony. He silently remembered it in his heart. He didn't know how long he had been looking at it. It was completely dark outside. He turned on the light and was about to continue reading the classics, but suddenly realized that something was wrong.

a feeling of.

A vague wave flashed in the distance.

And the reason why he felt this fluctuation was because in the piano case behind him, a sword trembled slightly. It was Zhang Daoling's former magic sword. Wei Yuan's expression moved slightly, and he pondered for a while, seeming tired, and returned to Rongren to rest.

He took out the food from the food box that Xuan Yi sent before.

Line up.

There is no shortage of fragrance in Taoist temples.

He picked up three sticks of incense, flicked his wrist, and stuck the three sticks on the ground.

Just use it as a simple altar.

Stepping on the Xuanyuan Sword Yubu, he whispered in his mouth, there was a burning sensation on the back of his hand, he pinched three mountain fingers, and the three sticks of incense burned spontaneously without wind. Wei Yuan felt that the order on the back of his hand was completely connected with the sky. It was Zhengyi Alliance.

The small Dharma altar passed down by the branch line of Wei, the sky sees and the earth listens to the Dharma.

Wei Yuan felt his aura rising, as if he was overlooking the main peak of Wei Ming Sect from a high place.

And that vague fluctuation came clearly.

He identified it.

The fluctuation came from the residence of the disciples of Wei Ming Sect, where Xiao Yu'er and the others were. Wei Yuan moved slightly, took a yellow talisman, and passed in front of the three incense sticks. The smoke that originally rose straight from the three incense sticks was pulled

On the yellow talisman, close your eyes and pass by in front of your eyes.

This time Wei Yuan 'saw' the small courtyard.

I saw a faint twisting and swirling black aura flowing.

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Several young Taoist priests finished their evening practice and lay on the bed to rest.

But they are too young, and they have practiced Taoist techniques to strengthen their foundation and nourish their qi, so they are energetic and often not so honest. In the past, their masters and uncles would keep an eye on them, but today they seemed to be discussing important matters, and their master just warned them.

After saying a few words to rest early, he left.

So a few young Taoist priests started a night talk.

Talk about some short stories you know.

Soon she talked about one of the cute little Taoist priests with a round face. She thought about it and said:

"Have you ever heard of the story of Shadow?"

"Shadow's story?"

"What's so strange about shadows?"

Seeing that he had aroused the interest of his fellow disciples, the little Taoist priest curled his eyes and said, "But this shadow is not ordinary. Can your shadow communicate with me? Can I be friends with you?"

"This story is enough..."

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The era when the story took place cannot be determined.

But it must be ancient times, the extremely distant past.

Because ancient fairy mountains like Yuci Mountain still exist in such stories.

The story begins with a man who lives alone. His name is Deng Yi. He is thirty years old and has still not found a wife. During the day, he is fine. But every night, when the lights are turned off early, there is only loneliness in the house.

One man, sighing endlessly, said to his shadow one day:

"Shadow, shadow, you and I have been inseparable for thirty years. Now I am alone. Can't you come and talk to me?"

Originally I was just complaining, but who knew, the shadow under the moon jumped out immediately.

This frightened Deng Yi so much that he sat on the ground and shivered, making the shadow feel unhappy and said: "You begged me, so I came to accompany you. How could you do this to me? Could it be that Ye Gong is also a hypocrite who likes dragons?"

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Deng Yi reluctantly raised his head and asked his shadow: "Then how can you accompany me?"

Shadow said:

"I am your shadow, without entity. I can become whatever you want."

So Deng Yi hoped that the shadow would turn into a knowledgeable young man who could talk to him at length all night long. As soon as the shadow flashed, he actually turned into a handsome young man with an elegant temperament and omnipotent knowledge of astronomy and geography. Deng Yi and the young man talked a lot every night.

Huan, suddenly one day he sighed regretfully:

"You can become a good friend, but now that I am nearly 30 years old, I am still alone."

"Can you turn into a beauty?"

The shadow just smiled and said how difficult it was, and in a blink of an eye, it actually turned into a rare beauty. Deng Yi was so excited that he never let the shadow change into another shape. Every night after lighting the lamp, the beauty would come out.

Accompany him, and gradually, even in the daytime, shadows can appear.

Deng Yi is no longer lonely and indulges in communication with his shadow.

But only he could see the beauty transformed from the shadow. Others only thought that he was crazy. Deng Yi didn't care. But suddenly one day, the shadow beauty sighed to him and said: "I have been with you enough."

It has been a long time, and now I am going to Yuci Mountain tens of thousands of miles away, and I will never be able to come back in this life."

Before Deng Yi had time to persuade him to stay, his shadow rose into the sky and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

From then on, no matter whether he lit a lamp at night or shone the sun during the day, Deng Yi had no shadow, and his whole person gradually became crazy and stupid. Instead, he earned the title of Deng Wuying.

So, be careful, be careful.

Shadows are not people's appendages. When you are facing the light, the shadow may be behind you, staring at you silently, thinking of ways to separate from you, but when you turn around, it pretends not to move.

Light a lamp in front of the mirror and yourself.

Then look in the mirror.

Through the mirror, you may see the shadow staring forward at you.

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After hearing this story, several young Taoist priests shrank their necks.

"This is fake."

They grunted twice.

The round-faced little Taoist priest said: "Who said it was false? I also saw a book called "Youyang Zazu" that said that people have nine shadows, and each one has a name. As long as you light the lamps in sequence according to the rules,

They can all come out."

Lin Ling'er from Maoshan Sect couldn't help but said:

"How could it be so easy to achieve something similar to a magic altar?"

The round-faced little Taoist priest said unconvinced: "Who knows if it will happen?"

"Anyway, the masters are not here. Let's try quietly. Maybe we can see our nine shadows..."

PS: Sleep, sleep..., lie down...


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