Two hundred and fifty miles north of Jiangcheng City, this province's famous tourist attraction is Qinglong Mountain.
Halfway up Qinglong Mountain is Qinglong Temple, a sect in the world of spiritual practice.
Of course, in the eyes of tourists, this is just a Taoist temple, with Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes inside. There is nothing special about it.
In the eyes of the disciples of the Methodist Sect, Tianxin Pavilion, Lieyang Sect, and Guanxinlou, this is a second-rate sect in the world of spiritual practice. It is incomprehensible to them, and it did not take a long time to establish the sect. Like hundreds of years.
In the past few hundred years, countless "first-class sects" have emerged in the world of spiritual practice. They appear and disappear. There are various reasons.
However, this second-rate sect has always stood firm. On the contrary, it has become stronger and stronger with each passing day. It is somewhat prosperous.
Qin Xin said to Chen Zhe. Every Taoist sect like Qinglong Temple has its own way of existence. There are no big cultivation sects near Qinglong Temple. He is the biggest. The geographical location is good and the sect has unique skills. .But this unique skill is not as coveted as the Yueyang sect, so it still exists.
Qinglong Mountain is in the north. Most of it is plain. It is not as steep as the mountains in Kaohsiung like the Three Mountains and Five Mountains. Qinglong Mountain is considered a big mountain.
The mountain is the highest one nearby. The temple is the one with the strongest Taoist teachings nearby. He is a big man in the temple, so he can be considered a powerful person.
The front mountain is gentle, while the back mountain is steep. The front is a tourist attraction. The back mountain belongs to a Taoist temple and is not open to the public.
Seven or eight trekking friends wearing outdoor backpacks wanted to go up the back mountain. As soon as they reached the foot of the mountain, a middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist blocked them: "You can't go up. This place is not open to the public. If you want to play." There are tourist attractions in front.”
"Damn. Why?" A young man stared at him angrily.
The Taoist priest was not angry either. He smiled lightly and said: "No reason. I am doing it for your own good. The terrain behind is too messy and it is easy to get lost. Many people got lost in the past."
Okay, okay. He won't let us go up, so we won't go up.
"Then let's not go up." The travel friends nodded helplessly, and then walked back.
The Taoist priest nodded and smiled, turned around and went back. He had to go back to evening classes and had to leave early.
There are serious Taoist priests in Qinglong Temple. Morning and evening classes are on time. Evening classes are at six o'clock. You must recite "Taiyi Tianzun's Miao Sutra of Saving Suffering and Eradicating Sin" or "Yuanshi Tianzun's True Sutra of Ascension to Heaven and Achieving the Way". Respect in the temple It is Taiyi Tianzun who sometimes worships the three officials, Lu Zu, Qiu Zu and so on.
The travel friends walked around in a circle, but no one really left.
We are fools, right? We drove more than a hundred miles from Jiangcheng City just to see the back mountain. There is a fee for the front mountain. It costs 200 yuan. It’s really not cheap.
The back mountain is not open to the public. There is no charge.
After walking around in a circle, I climbed up again sneakily. The Taoist priest just now went to do his evening class. It’s not like there are people watching here every day.
These travel friends were laughing and joking, walking around the rocks and trees step by step. Even if they were discovered, they couldn't chase people away. They often did this kind of thing.
Just go out and have fun. If you go to Qianshan, just sign up for a tour group.
As soon as we entered the mountain, the terrain immediately became steeper and became rugged and difficult to navigate. However, it was not true that no one came here. A faint trail could still be found. The travel friends laughed quietly and climbed up the rocks.
They usually play a lot. Although this mountain is steep, it is not very steep, and it is easier to climb. It is not as exaggerated as the three mountains and five mountains, and it is not very strenuous.
"Why does it seem a little dark?" a young woman asked.
"Yes. It seems that we have been here less than half an hour. Why is it so dark?"
It's still hot summer outside. It's a bit dark as soon as we come in. Not only dark, but also a bit cold.
It's still summer. When the cold wind blows, people in thin clothes start to tremble a little.
These seven or eight people walked around. They felt that they had been climbing for a long time and their physical strength was a bit too much. But they still didn't see the top of the mountain.
Could this be Mount Everest? Is it so difficult to climb?
"We...seem to be lost..." the young woman said.
Look at these people, look at me, look at you. They are not very short of money. They have been wandering outside all year round. They also have some experience in surviving in the wild. They all carry compass, chocolate compressed biscuits and other things with them, even if they are outside for a week. Nor will he starve to death.
But getting lost is different. You know where you are going. You know when you can get out.
"That's not it. Let's take a walk and see." The young man at the beginning said.
So everyone climbed again and again. After climbing for an hour, the strongest people were already out of breath, not to mention the young girls. They were already out of breath from exhaustion. When they stopped, they thought about it again. I can't move anymore. I'm so tired.
It was getting late, the cold wind was howling, and it was still summer down here in the mountains. It seemed to be almost the end of autumn now. These people had no intention of staying overnight. They were all wearing very little, and it was a bit unbearable.
"What's going on?" asked a boy who looked like a college student.
It's his first time here. The others are veterans.
Lost. Really lost.
Qinglong Mountain is not very big. They couldn't get out in a few hours. But they really didn't go out. Looking up, there are many strange rocks. Looking down, there are sheer cliffs. But they are not very high. You can see the foot of the mountain. .
It feels like I have been climbing for a long time and I am still standing still.
Qinglong Temple has been a sect for hundreds of years. Even if it is not the first-class sect in the spiritual world, it has accumulated enough foundation. If a few travel friends can easily break into the back mountain, then they are fooling around.
This is the ecstasy formation created by the founding father of the establishment sect. It was further improved by later generations. It can only trap people but does not hurt them.
These travel friends have lost their sense of direction. Where can they get out?
Now they are anxious. It's okay to encounter a small mountain. If it's a big mountain, running around without a sense of direction is the most taboo, because it's very likely that you will be running around in circles and be trapped alive.
"Would you like to make a call... Oops. Why is there no signal?" the young woman said in panic.
They took out their compasses and wandered around in a daze. It was as if they had entered the Bermuda Triangle. Although they were not starving to death, it was still scary enough.
Two or three girls put their hands to their mouths: "Is there anyone? Help."
These sounds were heard in the empty forest. Wild birds in the forest were startled and wild birds flew around. Squirrels fled underground. There are still many small wild creatures on this mountain.
"Who?" The middle-aged man turned around warily and picked up the hiking pole in his hand.
This scared everyone so much. Could it be some kind of wild beast?
The young woman asked with a pale face: "What did you hear? It was a squirrel."
"No. It's footsteps."
As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, a Taoist priest wearing gray and white robes pushed aside the bushes and came out: "Who are you?"
It turns out he is a Taoist priest, not a wild beast or something.
This area is mostly populated by small animals such as badgers and roe deer. It is said that the large beasts such as wolves and bears disappeared ten years ago. Otherwise, these people would not dare to come here.
Seeing the Taoist priest coming, the young woman felt as if she had seen a savior: "We are here for tourism. We are lost. Can you take us out?"
"Tourists. Is there no one to stop you at the bottom of the mountain? It's very dangerous here." The Taoist priest's robe is extremely worn. The cuffs have been worn and shiny. It seems that it has been worn for a long time. The style is also ordinary. It is not a high-level one. It is probably a high-level one. What kind of pyrotechnics handyman?
If Chen Zhe were here, he would know him.
Sun Daocheng.
"What's wrong with stopping us? Is this your home? The forests and land here belong to the country. The country belongs to the people. We are the people. This is also our home. Just come and send us down." "The young man had a bad temper at first. After staying here for a long time, he lost his patience.
"Then you can enjoy it at home." Sun Daocheng turned around and left. His Taoist robe was hidden by the branches. He actually left...
These people were stupid. It was easy to meet someone who knew the way. They were aroused by this stupid and harsh words. Everyone complained. The young man was dissatisfied, but he began to regret it in his heart.
A few more hours passed and everyone was hungry. Only then did Sun Daocheng and Shi Shiran walk out: "Have you enjoyed enough?"
Now these people became smarter and said some kind words one after another. The young man did not dare to say any more. Besides, they would probably leave these people here overnight.
"Can you send us down the mountain?" a girl begged.
Sun Daocheng nodded: "Just follow me."
These people kept silent and followed him step by step. Sun Daocheng took a few steps to the left and a few steps to the right. In many places, it seemed that he was on the wrong path.
The somewhat grumpy young man still wanted to speak, but was already pulled back.
If he causes others to be thrown here together with him, then everyone's temper will be bad.
After just ten minutes of walking, the sky slowly started to light up again. It seemed like time was going backwards. The sun that had already set was pulled back from the mountain.
When we walked outside, the sun was setting slightly in the west, but it didn't mean to set at all.
These travel friends were stunned. Could it be that they had seen a ghost?
It's daytime. These people feel like they've been sleepy for at least six hours. How come it seems like less than an hour has passed here.
"If you leave, don't come back. Otherwise, you won't be so lucky next time and someone will send you out." Sun Daocheng left a sentence and turned around and went back.
The ecstasy array of Qinglong Temple.
This kind of thing is not a fantasy. In the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Zhuge Liang lured Lu Xun into the Bagua array. Of course, it was a novel.
But this kind of thing is not impossible. The scientific explanation is to change the surrounding magnetic field, disrupt your sense of direction, and produce a feeling similar to a ghost hitting a wall.
Of course, if the Qinglong Temple sect is small and powerful, if this method is activated by the Methodist sect or Tianxin Pavilion, it will be fatal. It can trap people to death.
Sun Daocheng sent these people back and then went up the back mountain himself. There was a small thatched hut on the back mountain. It was leaking from wind and rain. He was sent here to think about it.
Because of what happened last time about Shen Weiyang, he had a fight with Chen Zhe. There were many disciples in the sect who were fighting with him. They started making trouble in front of the headmaster and said that his elbows were turned outward. He did not vent his anger for his own people. Instead, he helped outsiders in the fight. Lost again.
There is a huge stone in front of the hut. It is seven or eight meters high. It looks like a hill. There is a deep crack in the stone. The crack is smooth and neat. It is said that it was cut by Yueyang Zhenren, the senior of Qinglong Temple, with his sword in a martial arts competition.
This is a whole piece of granite. It is not the kind of weathered stone that can be seen everywhere on the mountain. If it can be split open with a sword, it will be so powerful.
Sun Daocheng stood in front of this huge stone and remembered this legend again:
"Is this stone really split open by Senior Master Yueyang?"