Chapter 600 The Mountain Is Not High

Feng Jun was too lazy to explain to the Taoist priest on duty. As soon as he pressed his hand on the window sill, he jumped out and disappeared quietly into the rainy night.

But a minute later, he came back and said in a deep voice, "The man's smell is gone... Tsk, the rain is still a bit heavy."

At the window, although there is only about ten centimeters of eaves, it is enough to ensure that some breath can remain for a short time.

But in the rainy land, all smells will be quickly washed away by the rain.

The Taoist priest on duty didn't want to believe what he said, but he saw that this person moved quickly when he went out, and he came back lightly and silently. The most important thing is that there was not a drop of water on this person.

Therefore, he couldn't help but not believe it, so he asked softly, "Then, can you describe this person's aura?"

"This is indescribable," Feng Jun shook his head. Everyone's breath is different. The subtle similarities and differences cannot be described in words.

He could only try his best to explain, "This person's breath is heavy, with the rotten air unique to the elderly... For example, if a young man doesn't brush his teeth after getting up, he may not have bad breath, but an old man will definitely have bad breath. Yes, and it’s very aggressive.”

The smell of old people is really different from the smell of young people. Everyone says that the best Cuban cigars are made from the legs of young girls. No one says that the cigars made from the legs of old men are good to smoke.

Psychological factors aside, body odor is inherently different between young and old people.

As for how he can tell that the other person is a secular person, it is also very simple. "Wherever he goes, there is no smell of incense... If he is a practitioner of Buddhism or Taoism, there must be a little of this breath, even if it is not much."

Monks and Taoist priests burn incense every day. Even after taking a bath and changing clothes, the smell of incense cannot be covered up - of course, the smell will be very subtle, and may be covered by the aroma of shampoo or shower gel, which is generally fresh. Someone can sense it.

But this smell cannot be hidden from Feng Jun.

The Taoist priest who was watching the night was confused when he heard this, but this did not prevent him from looking at the other person with admiration - Brother, what you said makes sense, but I am speechless.

Feng Jun frowned and thought about it, then raised his hand and pointed at Gazi, Gao Qiang and Di Aixin, "In the second half of the night, the three of you will share a room...Gazi, don't sleep alone in the standard room."

This arrangement is a bit strange, but it doesn't matter to the three men. They just want to make ends meet for one night. Where can't they sleep?

The rain stopped at dawn. After Feng Jun and the others woke up, they went to the cafeteria to have breakfast.

The breakfast in Maoshan is still quite rich. Although it is vegetarian, it includes fried dumplings, boiled eggs, white rice porridge, shredded potatoes, pickles, steamed cakes and fried dough sticks, and even old tofu - sweet and salty.

It was only half past seven after breakfast, and everyone began to walk up the mountain one after another.

As the eighth cave of Dao Sect, Maoshan is not high, only more than 300 meters, but... the mountain is not high, if there are immortals, they will be spiritual.

It took Feng Jun and his party less than an hour to arrive at the ceremony of worshiping the heaven.

Shifangtang is really very close to Maoshan Taoist Temple. People who enter Maoshan from other directions have to walk at least twice as long as they do. There are also many battery cars coming and going to pick up people.

It started to rain lightly again, intermittently.

At half past nine, Maoshan's heaven-sacrifice ceremony officially began. The number of onlookers exceeded 10,000, and the distance was probably close to 20,000.

But this is already very good. It’s winter, it’s raining, and the preparation time for this event is also very short, even less than a month. I should be satisfied with so many people coming.

However, among them, there are at least a thousand people wearing Taoist robes.

The ceremony officially began. Tang Wangsun walked onto the stage and first invited the leader of the People's Final Committee to speak.

The big leader Balabala spoke for a long time, then the middle leaders came on stage and spoke for a while, and finally a number of small and medium-sized leaders came to the stage to speak.

Seeing that the rain was getting heavier again, the big boss finally began to urge Tang Tianshi to hold the ceremony.

In fact, it is still the same as in legal affairs.

However, Tang Wangsun did his job well. First, he will briefly introduce the Taoist masters he invited.

Among these high-ranking people, there are some who are superb in cultivation, and some who are just pretending to be good at it. Feng Jun even saw the dark middle-aged man who approached him yesterday, the one who was in the early stage of transformation. This man came from Xiaoyou Qingxu Tian in Wangwu Mountain. The surname is Zheng.

The Wangwu lineage was originally a Zisun temple, and the dojo was stingy. However, Taoist priest Zheng was actually the sutra master, which made Feng Jun quite surprised. The sutra master was one of the five masters among the five masters and eighteen heads of the three capitals, but this system, It is the system of Shifang Jungle, not the Zisun Temple.

Feng Jun is strange here. You are the Zisun Temple, and you use the system of Shifang Jungle. It is already very strange. Actually, this person is still walking around under the banner of the sutra master?

In Shifang Jungle, although the sutra master is only one of the five masters, worse than the three, his status is quite lofty. In terms of status alone, he is more respected than the old hall master of the five masters.

The hall master leads the Shifang Hall and makes friends all over the world. He is a first-class powerful figure, but the sutra master is responsible for etiquette and interpretation of scriptures.

That's the interpretation of the Bible. He has the right to speak. He is responsible for preaching, receiving karma, and resolving doubts.

To put it more simply: in international relations, he defines universal values.

He has the final say who is the master, who is the authoritarian, who is civilized and who is barbaric.

But this is where Feng Jun finds it ridiculous.

Zisun Temple is passed down from master to disciple. The most important thing is to continue the family tradition. It hides all the good things. It is not like the jungle in ten directions. It is willing to teach scriptures to the outside world and educate all living beings.

Xiaoyou Qingxu Tian just applied the Shifang Jungle system and created a sutra master. What the hell is this?

Because he was doubtful, Feng Jun looked at Master Zheng Jing a few more times. As a result, the man seemed to sense something. He turned his head to look in Feng Jun's direction and smiled slightly, revealing his big yellow fangs. .

This person... is a bit interesting. Feng Jun's heart moved slightly and he whispered to Zhang Caixin and Gazi, "I'll leave for a while, you two stay here and don't worry about me."

Not long after, a young Taoist priest with a sallow complexion came over and stood beside them.

Gazi and Gao Qiang both looked at him warily, but heard the Taoist priest whisper, "What are you looking at? Focus on the ceremony."

There was nothing interesting about the practice. Gazi and Gao Qiang were bored. When they heard him talking, their eyes suddenly lit up.

Gazi looked around, then leaned over as if nothing had happened, and spoke in a low voice without moving his mouth, "Brother Jun, your skills are very powerful, can you teach me a lesson?"

The young Taoist priest clasped his hands in front of his chest, looked ahead intently, and said, "Can you learn it? Practice your kung fu first, and then talk about the rest."

Gao Qiang glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, a little suspiciously, "Master, is this not a simple makeup technique?"

How can simple makeup techniques make the body slimmer?

Feng Jun didn't answer. Anyway, it would be enough if everyone knew who he was. As for other professors' studies, that would be discussed later.

The ceremony lasted for almost an hour and a half, and then everyone came to a pavilion.

The pavilion is built against the mountain. It is actually semi-open. Except for one side that leans against the mountain wall, the other three sides are pillar structures. The pavilion covers an area of ​​more than 200 square meters.

In the middle of one side of the mountain wall, there is a small, shallow cave. The cave is more than two meters high, more than one meter wide, and less than three meters deep.

However, it is such a small cave, but it is closed by a stone door. Now the stone door has been pushed open, revealing a stone gui head. The gui head is about the size of a basketball. Its mouth is open, and a stream of water is as thin as a mung bean. , flows from the beak of the guill head.

Yes, this cave is the "Golden Altar Huayang Heaven" - of course, it is only a part of it, not all of it. It is said that Zhenjun Sanmao once practiced here, and later Patriarch Tao was taught the supreme and supreme Dharma, and it was also here Cultivation.

This guig also has a history of hundreds of years. It is said that when the "Huayang Sky" reopens, a spiritual spring will flow out. Ordinary people who drink the spiritual spring water can strengthen their bodies and avoid all diseases.

However, this stone gate has not been opened for decades. The last time it was opened was because of the large-scale steel smelting in the last century. Someone heard that the guillotine here was made of iron and came over to take a look.

The Taoist priests in Maoshan were frightened, and later they blocked the stone gate with gravel, and planted some weeds and shrubs on it. UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.net When the Four Olds were destroyed, someone came looking for the stone gate again, but there was no one at all. turn up.

Strictly speaking, spring water has not flowed out of this stone gui for nearly a hundred years, so much so that even many Taoist priests in Maoshan thought it was just a legend.

But Tang Wangsun and other senior officials knew very well that getting water out was very simple, just add water to the pool above.

However, these days are no better than a hundred years ago. There are too many man-made landscapes. It doesn’t matter if you build a landscape, but it still needs to be named Lingquan. Once it is exposed, it will really damage Maoshan’s reputation.

Of course, as long as the orthodoxy can be continued, it doesn't matter if the reputation is damaged.

The big pavilion where everyone is sitting was actually only built in the past few years. Maoshan is also discussing internally whether to reopen Lingquan to spread its reputation.

But Lingquan is really just a gimmick, so the matter has been on hold.

However, now that we have the Spirit Gathering Array, we can do whatever we want, including spiritual springs.

In fact, although the stone turtle flowing out is an artificial spiritual spring, it is originally a small benefit of Jintan Huayang Heaven.

The eighth cave is not here, but in the mountains behind. It is a place for cultivation and is not open to tourists.

Maoshan Taoist used the diversion channel to divert some of the spiritual spring water to give some favors to the believers, and at the same time collected some incense.

It must be pointed out that Patriarch Tao of Guangda Maoshan was a famous doctor himself. When encountering epidemics and other situations, he could sprinkle medicine into the water. Later Taoist priests often followed suit and performed this good deed.

When Maoshan reopens the Jintan Huayang Heaven this time, it will not expose the cave to ordinary people. Therefore, the stone gate is reopened, the spiritual spring flows again, and the publicity is that the eighth cave is reopened.

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