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Chapter 222 A Legal Event

The distant mountains are misty and the wilderness is covered with grass.

As Master Gao Gong "opened the altar", the slightly hot sunlight at noon suddenly dimmed.

A yellow dragon swirled quietly on the low hill, like an evil spirit, and quickly grew into the shape of a ram's horn across the sky and the earth. Not only did it cover the day, but it also hit the tribute table!

The high-gong master raised his eyebrows and stared. He picked up the Shangqing Hanxiang Sword in his right hand and picked up the Sanqing Bell in his left hand. He chanted the curse:

The precious energy contains heaven and earth, and the divine sword combines yin and yang.

The green light melts into the two suns, and the red shadow covers all directions!

The thunderbolt condenses the sharp edge, and the bright spirit reaches the mountains.

Kill demons and spread my way, destroy evil without hiding it!

While reciting the mantra, he stepped on Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, and Kaiyang in an instant, shaking the positions of the seven constellations, exactly in the shape of the Big Dipper. The upper part of his right hand held an elephant sword.

In the empty painting, Tai Chi yin and yang fish are constantly emerging from the shadow of the sword. The three clear bells in the left hand are swinging up and down, making a clanging sound. The crisp sound waves make all the Taoist priests feel excited. They lower their shoulders and elbows, straighten their waists and abdomen, and straighten their heads.

Look ahead.

After the four-part clear mantra was recited, a surging aura of greatness emanated from the Taoist priests, forming a square seal. The four seal characters "Suppress Evil and Exorcise Demons" vaguely appeared in the seal, flickering brightly and dimly.

, overflowing with color and light.

Good and evil cannot exist at the same time! As soon as the Dharma Seal was gathered together, it seemed to be a psychic, and it hit the evil wind with the ram's horn that covered the sky and the sun.

In an instant, the Dharma seal shattered into thousands of star points, mixed with the scattered yellow sand, and fell down with a splat! It turned all the Taoist priests into disgrace.

The Taoist priests were used to wind and rain, but they didn't take it seriously and remained solemn. No one brushed off the dust on their robes.

The highly skilled mage dispersed the evil wind from the horns in just a few breaths, and his expression remained as calm as before. It was as if this spell to dispel the evil wind was just an appetizer for the entire dojo, giving these nearly a hundred resentful spirits a slight boost.

That's all.

Two deputy Jianzhai Masters came up from the left and right, took the Shangqing Hanxiang Sword and Sanqing Bell from the Master Gao Gong respectively, and then stood aside. They looked at their noses with their eyes, their noses at their hearts, and stood with their hands folded without saying a word.

Master Gao Gong kept holding on, stepped forward again, picked up the altar-holding wood from the tribute table, and slapped it hard on the tribute table with a crisp "snap" sound. The direct slap made the heaven and earth angry, the ghosts and gods were frightened, and the treacherous and evil spirits were haunted.

If you dare to do it, the sun will be bright and the world will be clear!

As soon as the altar wood fell down, Master Gao Gong held up the jade tablet with his other hand, then held it with both hands and bowed down to the altar. He chanted:

Taoist lords of the Three Purities, gods and kings of the heavens, and emperors of the four poles, listen to my words!

Disciple Wu Jun, Changzhai Qingtang. Today is an auspicious occasion, and I wish to celebrate the new death!

Immortals always bring good fortune, ghosts always bring misfortune.

High in the sky, clear and refreshing, sad song in the sky



I only wish that immortality can be achieved, and I don’t want humanity to be poor.

The heavens are full of energy, and my Taoist sun is prosperous!

After Master Gao Gong finished reciting, both masters turned around and nodded to the Taoist priests. Immediately, everyone bowed down to the tribute table.

Then, both masters looked at each other and began to chant the "Blood Lake Repentance", "Three Yuan Water Repentance for Sins", "Repentance for Suffering", "The Wonderful Sutra for Exorcising Wrong and Eradicating Sins", "The Sutra for Saving People" and "The Blood Lake Sutra".

"The True Sutra of Shengtian Detao" and other scriptures.

The other two assistants, both Dharma masters, walked to the ritual and music Taoist priests on both sides and guided the Taoist priests such as Zhigu, Zhizhong, Zhiqing, Zhiluo, Zhisheng, etc. to sing along with the contents of the scriptures, and each played and knocked.

,Blick, pluck!

The faint sound of the Dharma flew out, lingering around the low hills and tribute tables, blending with the solemn recitations, making people feel relieved and peaceful. And the soaring resentment that was originally accumulated on the low hills suddenly disappeared.

Like frost and snow, it gradually melted away in the bursts of sound waves.

During this time, Master Sutra and Assistant Sutra Master passed each volume of sutras containing confessions to Master Gao Gong. After each volume was recited, they passed it back, but another volume of sutras had already been handed to Gao Gong.

In the hands of Master Gong, it goes back and forth like this...

Chanting sutras is really a long and boring process.

The Luocheng marching team was fighting in the square, and the Wuhou of Zeshanfang, Zhang Songyue, and the two men were astride their horses. Looking at the dojo where Jiyou died from a distance, they actually felt a little drowsy.

Fang Qidou was born in a Taoist sect. He felt dizzy and disrespected Taoist Sanqing and the gods of the Taoist sect. He pinched his face to dispel his sleepiness, then looked at Zhang Songyue and said: "Zhang Wuhou, I didn't know you invited me."

Who is this 'highly skilled mage'? He looks a bit like an immortal!"

Zhang Songyue shook his head: "This 'highly skilled mage' is incredible! He has profound Taoism and unpredictable ghosts and spirits. He is the famous heavenly master Wu Zhengjie! But he was invited by your master Yuchi Zhenren. How can I recognize him?"

What kind of old god is this?"

Fang Qidou was very surprised: "How come I didn't know that my master actually knows such an expert?"

Zhang Songyue said with a smile: "It is rumored that Master Wu Tian has been traveling all over the world for many years, and the dragon has never seen its tail. I'm afraid that even if the respected master recognizes him, he may not see him often. Maybe he bumped into him by chance this time! Haha! However, a few others

Mage, everyone in the team should recognize him, right?"

Fang Qidou raised his chin slightly and said confidently: "My team happens to be disciples of the Taoist sect, but this can't trouble me! The two of them are magicians, except for my master Yuchi Yuan, and the other one is Gong Sun Xuantong, the master of Shangqing Guan Guan.

The two Jianzhai masters, one is Ke Shenxing, the master of Anguo Guan, and the other is Mao Qingyuan, the master of Shengzhen Guan.

The two Sutra Masters are Huang Linquan, the Master of Futang Temple, and Duan Anping, the Master of Kaiyuan Temple. The two Incense Masters are Wu Xi, the master of Lingkong Temple, and Deng Renjie, the master of Yantang Temple. As for the two Deng Masters, they are from Shengxian Temple.

Cultivated by the master of Guanzhu, Daochong Guanzhu... the show is endless, how could it be him?!"

Zhang Songyue smiled calmly: "Fang Duizheng, since you escaped from Hongdao Temple to marry and have a son, and served the country through the army, you have only stayed in Luoyang for seven or eight months every year. When you go back to Hongdao Temple to visit your master, it is even less.

.So I, a Wuhou who patrols the streets to catch thieves, don’t know as much about Taoist affairs as I do…”

Fang Qidou frowned slightly: "Does Marquis Zhang Wu mean to criticize someone on our side who only cares about the safety of his family and country and no longer respects his teacher?"

Zhang Songyue was interrupted, but his face remained as usual as he continued: "Since Yu Chaoen was executed four years ago, as the adopted son of the Yu family, Zhan Jiexiu has become like a lost dog, losing his former power. And because he has always been with the Luoyang Taoist sect.

To make enemies, so

There are also many people who add insult to injury. Only your master of "Fake Dao and True Zen" mediates and helps him resolve several lingering grudges. This saves his life and prevents Daochong Temple from falling apart.

He used to be arrogant and domineering, but now he has repented. Whenever his colleagues have urgent or difficult problems, they will do their best to help resolve them. Therefore, people in the Luoyang Taoist sect gradually accepted him. It can be seen that if you know your mistakes and can correct them, there is no greater good!"

Fang Qidou sighed and said: "A figure who was despised by everyone but had no choice but to repent can actually repent? It's true that 'Buddhism is boundless, turning back is the end'. As expected, my master's behavior is somewhat like that of the Buddhist sect! However,

For Marquis Zhang Wu to have such an opinion, he can be said to be proficient in both civil and military affairs, as well as skilled in human relations. But Mr. Fang underestimated Lord Wu in the past!"

Hearing what he meant, Zhang Songyue hurriedly clasped his fists and laughed: "Where, where! It's just that I have been hanging out in Luoyang City for a long time, and I like to ask around and express my emotions. We are just chatting and looking at the dojo over there. It seems that we are going to do something.

It’s over…”

The two people turned their attention back to the short hill, and saw two lamp attendants, leading the deputy lamp attendants, to add the last layer of lamp oil to the green lantern, and then stepped aside.

After the two incense masters added the last handful of spices, the incense burner suddenly became full of smoke. Then, the two deputy incense masters lifted the incense burner, walked in the front, bypassed the tribute table, and entered from the right, preparing to

Follow the perimeter of the low hill.

At this moment, the two assistant masters led the ritual music Taoist priests such as Zhigu, Zhizhong, Zhiqing, Zhiluo, Zhisheng, etc. to stand up one after another, playing Dharma music, and followed behind the incense burner. Then came the great master Gao Gong.

, Master Duguo, Master Jianzhai, Master Sutra and other Taoist priests continued to recite scriptures and followed closely behind.

The Taoist priests pulled up a long dragon and walked around the low hill three times. This was the main ritual of the Jiyoudu Dojo, and it came to an end.

While walking around, the heavenly master Wu Zhengjie, who was responsible for the high-level practice of Dafa, inserted peach wood talismans into the low hills from time to time. After three rounds of walking, a total of 8,864 talismans had been inserted! It was exactly what King Wen wanted.

Perform the sixty-four hexagrams.

After all the Taoist priests walked around, they returned to the tribute table. Wu Tianshi took a thick pen dipped in cinnabar and a piece of yellow paper from the hands of the two deputy prison masters, and wrote an article in an instant without adding any details.

Elegy:

In the eighth year of the Dali calendar, there was a lot of money in spring. By the bank of the Tongyuan Canal, heroes were stained with blood.

Hundreds of people were killed, and the souls of the dead were resentful. They gathered together but never dispersed, and their hostility skyrocketed!

Recalling the past, I worshiped the good, punished the evil and eradicated the evil. I did not like eternal birth, and accompanied me with bows and horses.

Fighting for a sword, you will be furious. When swordsmen meet, why should you be ashamed if you die?

Although the road to life is broad, it’s too late to regret it! If you drink from the underworld of hatred, the next life is not far away.

I share this admonition with you!

Immediately, he picked up the canopy ruler, rolled up the edict, and raised it into the air! The roll of edict actually swayed and floated towards the short hill. When it reached the top of the short hill, it suddenly turned into a puff of flame, and in an instant

Burnt to ashes.

Upon seeing this, the two masters ordered a group of Taoists to burn three animals, grains, wine pulp, paper money and other objects in front of a stone tablet in front of the low hill as a sacrifice to these deceased rangers.

At this point, all matters in the Taoist temple have been completed. Wei Chiyuan, the temple master of Hongdao Temple, who is carrying Master Zuodu, begins to bow to the temple masters.

Wuhou Zhang Songyue also stood aside, representing Luoyang Gongmen, and presented boxes of sealed cloth supplies to the heads of each temple with both hands. He also euphemistically explained the reason why Mr. Xiao and Chen Shaoyin could not come here in person.

Everyone understood it tacitly and thanked him with a smile.

At this time, Sun Xuantong, the master of Shangqing Guan Guan who was carrying Master Youdu, stepped forward and greeted Wu Tianshi, whom he had not seen for a long time: "Brother Tianshi Taoist, you are well! We have not seen each other for five years.

Do you know if you can improve your gong?"

Wu Tianshi frowned and smiled, raised a finger, tapped Gongsun Xuantong a few times, and then said: "It takes no time to practice Taoism! In the past few years, I have been hiding in the Taihang Mountains, eating wind and dew, and keeping tigers and leopards as companions. I have gained some understanding.

Brother Xuantong, I went to Cuiyun Peak to look for you a few days ago, and I learned from some of your disciples that you actually went down to Mang Mountain and entered Luo City again to cause trouble."

Gongsun Xuantong shook his head and sighed with a smile: "The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop. Instead of having to deal with it in a hurry when something happens, it is better to make a move early and take advantage of it. As for what is right and wrong, I will leave it to future generations to comment!"

Master Wu Tianshi also stroked his beard and nodded: "That makes sense! Brother Xuantong, after we said goodbye to Cuiyun Peak, I practiced and verified the "Taoist Neiral Theory" again. I happened to have some insights that can be passed on to the next generation of Taoist disciples.

, so he also came down the mountain."

Gongsun Xuantong cupped his hands and said: "Brother Taoist cares deeply about the inheritance of the Taoist sect. He never hides his secrets when supporting his descendants. He is a man of great integrity. Xuantong is ashamed and can't do anything better!"

Wu Tianshi laughed loudly: "Those who practice Taoism should be indifferent to fame and wealth. Brother Xuantong, please don't use these compliments! Speaking of younger generations, it reminds me of that little friend Yang, who was in Shangqing Temple a few days ago.

, but I didn’t see it. I wonder where you went?”

Gongsun Xuantong smiled bitterly and said: "It's a long story. Your little friend Yang escaped from Shangqing Temple half a month ago and went down the mountain to travel. He is now in Luoyang City."

Wu Tianshi immediately grasped his white beard and smiled: "Leave the Taoist temple and travel on your own, but why?"


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