Walking slowly along the bluestone path, a few people stopped to look around from time to time. There were steep cliffs on both sides, which looked very precipitous.
Looking down, the thick fog like light smoke is billowing, and looking around, the looming trees are as beautiful as the clouds.
Unknowingly, Yang Fan and the others arrived at the second Taoist temple. Although the door was open, they did not see any guests offering incense. Obviously, this place was not open to outsiders.
A beautiful woman on the left and a little kid on the right walked into the Taoist temple to visit out of boredom.
Looking at Wu Meiniang who was not very interested, Yang Fan acted as a tour guide and slowly recounted the hearsay that he had read on the Internet.
Then she pointed at the statue of Taishang Laojun and asked: "Meiniang, do you know who this old man is? Do you want to know the story between him and his master?"
Although she looked confused, Wu Meiniang still replied: "Isn't this Taishang Laojun? Taishang Laojun also has a master?"
Clearing his throat, Yang Fan pretended to be critical and said: "Actually, Taishang Laojun has a master named Hongjun. Ancestor Hongjun has six disciples in total. The first brother is Taishang Laojun, the second brother is Yuanshi Tianzun, and the third brother is Tongtian Cult Master.
.... Among them, the sixth junior sister is our human race’s Holy Mother Nuwa. It is said that among these brothers, they are all members of Xuanmen, but there are two wretched bald ones..."
After listening to Yang Fan's story, Wu Meiniang frowned and said: "Mr. Lang is really talking nonsense. How can the Supreme Lord have any junior brothers and sisters? You belittle Buddhism like this, be careful to attract blame from the gods."
Then he gave an example: "It is recorded in "The Preface to Laozi's Tao Te Ching" that Laojun is in the heavens and under the world, and has undergone endless transformations. He was born for hundreds of millions of kalpas before and lasted for hundreds of millions of kalpas. He is worshiped by the sect every day and taught by emperors and emperors. Therefore, he is given the title of Taishang Laojun.
The number..."
It can be seen from this that Taishang Laojun should be unique and the founder of Taoism. Besides, if Taishang Laojun has a master, why doesn’t the Taoist ancestral land enshrine his master Hongjun?
Well?
Yang Fan doesn't understand these things. All the bullshit he boasted just now came from reading novels.
Unexpectedly, Wu Meiniang knew so much at such a young age, and could quote and discuss classics at her fingertips. Could it be that she married a top scholar?
But how could he show weakness in front of his own woman, so he told the story of "The Romance of the Gods": "Who said that Taishang Laojun has no master? Pangu created the world and transformed into three pure beings. Have you ever heard of it..."
Seeing Wu Meiniang being stunned by him, Yang Fan secretly laughed in his heart: "Come on, come on... Lang Jun will tell you, it is said that Pangu opened the world and died of exhaustion..."
"The rural biography told by the respected guest is quite interesting, but it is probably inappropriate to be so righteous in a Taoist temple. It will inevitably be biased towards Taoist academics. This is a great disrespect for the Taoist ancestor."
Hearing the sound, he turned around and saw a Taoist with a red face and a white fly whisk standing behind him. The long beard on his lower jaw was as white as snow. The long beard swayed with the breeze, giving him an air of immortality.
The story just now is just to relieve boredom and cannot be true. Of course, there is no need to offend people for such a trivial matter.
Thinking of this, Yang Fan smiled slightly and saluted: "That's right, I'm sorry. I just heard some anecdotes from the countryside. Please don't take them seriously."
The old Taoist shook his fly whisk, stroked his white beard, and said with a smile: "What you just said was quite interesting, but I just felt that some things might be misleading, so I interrupted. Please don't take offense."
"The Taoist priest has a profound spiritual practice and is not burdened by external things or moved by worldly things. I admire him very much. Could it be that this is the Taoist priest's place of practice."
The old Taoist shook his head and replied with a smile: "This is the place of cultivation for Pindao's nephew. Pindao wandered here. He happened to encounter some problems recently and came here to stay for a while, hoping to solve the confusion in his mind.
"
Yang Fan looked ashamed and said: "Such a quiet place is indeed a good place to practice. I must have disturbed the Taoist Master's spiritual practice. I'm really sorry."
But I saw the old Taoist smile smartly, with a look of being out of the world: "It doesn't matter. If the mind is not calm, no matter how good the place of practice is, it will still be difficult to calm down; if the mind is calm, even in the busy city, you can still concentrate on practice, why?
Are you here to disturb me?"
This old Taoist had a gentle temperament, a free and easy temperament, and showed great wisdom in his conversation, which made Yang Fan very fond of him, so he laughed and said, "I think the Taoist's words are wrong. If the heart is calm, it is natural that there is no desire and no pursuit. Since the Taoist's heart is
How can I calm down when I am worried about you?"
Yang Fan's words couldn't help but make the old Taoist stunned. After thinking about it carefully, he found out that it indeed contained great principles. He then bowed and said: "Your words contain the most profound truths between heaven and man. It's good for the old Taoist to learn from you. Poor Taoist Yuan Tiangang.
I don’t know how to address my distinguished guest?”
Seeing an old man saluting him in this way, Yang Fan quickly turned sideways and saluted back: "I don't dare to take my surname as my surname. A certain surname is Yang..."
After returning the gift, Yang Fan secretly complained that these ancients had too many etiquettes.
"Huh? What did the Taoist priest say you were called just now?"
"The poor Taoist Yuan Tiangang."
"Yuan Tiangang?" Yang Fan's chrysanthemums couldn't help but tighten up quickly.
Is this old man the one who stirred up troubles in the Tang Dynasty?
Oh, bah... old fairy!
What was Yang Fan most afraid of in the Tang Dynasty?
Of course, he is not the emperor Li Shimin. Although Li Shimin holds the world in his hands and can decide the life and death of others with his words and deeds, it does not make him afraid.
Because in Yang Fan's opinion, if he wanted to escape, Li Shimin would not be able to kill him even if he sent tens of thousands of troops.
So the question is, who is he most afraid of?
Of course they are unknown things, such as these old magicians of the Tang Dynasty, and there are not just one but two of these old magicians, namely Li Chunfeng, who is known as a homosexual with Yuan Tiangang.
It can be said that the two of them are ranked first, and the second one is not at all.
After all, Yang Fan came from a shady background, and he was most afraid that these old magicians would figure it out. It is said that these two are good at commenting on fate, Yin and Yang Bagua, and astronomical calculations. They can be called the leaders of Taoism at this time.
The two of them had a casual back rub and came up with a prediction map of the Tang Dynasty. They even predicted the major events that were about to happen in the next two thousand years.
In later generations, many experts have demonstrated the Tuibei Diagram, and it is extremely accurate. Doesn't it mean that Ba Yuan Tiangang and the others are the living gods of the Tang Dynasty? After all, things that will happen more than two thousand years later can be speculated. When you meet such an outstanding person,
Who is not panicked?
What's more, he is a time traveler. If these two old masters find out the reason, they will not treat him as an alien and burn him alive. Although he can run away, he does not want to live alone for the rest of his life.
In the deep mountains and old forests.
Some people may talk about materialism, but even ridiculous things like time travel and systems have happened. Do you dare to believe that there are no ghosts and gods in this world? Do you dare to believe that there are some unpredictable things in this world?
Just like the Qi practitioners in the pre-Qin period, Yang Fan was afraid of whether they would survive like old monsters.
So when I heard that the old Taoist in front of me was Yuan Tiangang, I was so frightened that I broke into a cold sweat.
But no matter how scared I was, I couldn't just run away, so I had to reply with a guilty conscience: "I am Yang Fan, the loyal uncle of Wannian County..."
"Oh? Are you Yang Fan?"
Yuan Tiangang was suddenly startled and looked at it with some uncertainty.
The mallet in the mouths of the aristocratic families of Chang'an City, and the living bodhisattva in the eyes of the common people, the two titles are particularly contradictory.
Judging from the simple appearance, the Yang Fan in front of him has a square face, thick eyebrows, a thick face, a dignified appearance, and a magnanimous look between his eyebrows. He should be a person with a sincere personality and an upright heart, which is in line with the description of a benevolent heart.
Look at those crystal clear eyes, full of agility, without a trace of dementia, and containing great wisdom. How could such a person be Bang Chui?
Just when he was about to investigate deeply, he saw a ray of purple light flashing from Yang Fan's Tianling Cap. Yuan Tiangang felt that his eyes were darkened, and the "Sea of Consciousness" he practiced instantly became chaotic, and he could no longer see any clues about the other party. This made him
Yuan Tiangang, who had never experienced a similar phenomenon before, became horrified in vain.
Seeing Yuan Tiangang's expression changed drastically, Yang Fan felt a little frightened. Did the old man in front of him really see something?
So he took Wu Meiniang and Xiao Douding and prepared to run away.
Just as they were about to turn around and run away, they saw Yuan Tiangang flicking his whisk, blocking their path: "Uncle Zhongyi, wait a moment!"
At this time, Yang Fan was really frightened. He tried hard to push the fly whisk away, but the dust in front of him remained motionless.
Yang Fan's expression changed slightly. He had used 60% of his strength. How could a veteran be so awesome?
You know, even though he is only 60% powerful, a fierce man like Xue Rengui is no match for him.
But Yang Fan didn't know that Yuan Tiangang was even more surprised, his old face couldn't help but blush, and he almost made a fool of himself in public.
If the kid in front of me uses any more force, he will really make a fool of himself!
When the two of them had different thoughts, they heard a voice.
"Huh? Uncle Master, there are actually distinguished guests in the Taoist temple today?"