One person above Qing Huang Ting

Chapter 304 Return to the supernatant
In the middle of the night, Maoshan finally lost the spectacle of rubbing shoulders during the day, the turbulent flow of people, and the hustle and bustle of no one, and it returned to silence.

There is no one in the empty and solemn palace, only the bright moon reflected on the ground of the courtyard like a pool, the flickering candlelight, the unhurried blue smoke, and the one sitting on the top of the mountain, also busy all day, towering tall. Statue of the old gentleman.

At this moment, Maoshan finally has a little bit of cleanness in the form of a Taoist temple without the chaos of silk and bamboo, and the labor without records.

Yang Ming, the headmaster of the Shangqing Dynasty, carried a flashlight and wore a Taoist robe.

Now Maoshan is well-known, the incense continues, and there are many believers, but it has also lost a bit of purity. The people from the Tourism Bureau in the front yard are planning to have a light show in the Chongxi Wanshou Palace next year, and engage in a night tour of the Shangqing project.

In fact, Yang Ming didn't have much opinion. It was all for the sake of eating. It was not easy to maintain the style of Maoshan Taoist Temple.

The Shangqing faction is a group of otakus, as long as they don't disturb their Qingxiu in the back mountain, they don't care about the rest.

Moreover, the turbulent red dust in the front mountain can actually also hone the Taoism of the Shangqingmen.

Outside the door is the prosperous world of the world, with bright lights;

If you can walk from outside the door to the inside, then this xinxing can be considered to be well-trained.

"Master!"

Yang Ming wandered around the halls and met two Taoist Taoists in Taoist robes who were patrolling.
When the two Taoists saw Yang Ming, they were not surprised. As long as they worked a few night shifts, they would have known the habit of teaching, and they would bow to Yang Ming calmly and respectfully.

Yang Ming nodded: "Fakui and Chikui have worked hard tonight. If you find anything special, go back and rest early."

"Yes,"

Originally, Shangqing did not arrange people to patrol at night, but since 12 years ago, when Tu Junfang trespassed on Maoshan and searched the list of disciples, Yang Ming arranged for at least five or six Talisman Talismans, Gaoshang Shenxiao Baolu and Taishang Dongyuan Milu are patrolling to ensure the safety of young disciples.

After the Ming and Qing dynasties, Zhengyi Taoist priests were divided into nine grades according to their cultivation and morality.

The Heavenly Master received the highest grade, Shangqingdong Zhenbaolu, and the first entry was awarded the nine-grade Taishang Sanwudu meritorious service.

According to the orthodox saying, Lingyu is a high-gong master who received the fourth grade Shangqing Sandong Wuleilu.As the headmaster of the Shangqing Dynasty, Yang Mingling made the second-grade Shangqing Xuanzhen Treasure Lu.

The teachers of each school will judge whether the disciple is eligible to receive the burial, usually for several years.

Being able to receive a scorpion means that the teacher believes in his character and ability. When he is promoted to a rank one, he also obtains the qualification to learn more advanced techniques of his own sect.

It is a pity that there is no god in this world, and there is no heaven.

Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace went to Yuanfu Wanning Palace. After strolling around like a gatekeeper, Yang Ming swayed to the last stop with a flashlight.

After Yuanfu Palace, on the top of Jinfeng, in front of Qianshen Nunnery, there is a nine-story ancestral hall.

It's just a pity that this ancestral temple was newly built on the original site, not the original building. The original building was destroyed by the war.

The ancestral hall is not as luxurious and solemn as the Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace in the front yard.

Rather simple,
Blue bricks and ancient tiles, copper bells on the eaves.

The ancestral hall does not need external decoration, and the heroic soul enshrined in it has made it sacred enough.

In the war years, Maoshan used to serve as the pre-war headquarters, so the ancestral temple enshrines the ancestors of Maoshan, including the heroic souls who died in the war.

After Yang Ming walked around the courtyard every day, he would come to the ancestral temple to burn incense sticks for the brothers and sisters before going to rest.

sniff!

Before entering the courtyard of the ancestral temple, Yang Ming realized that something was wrong. Although he practiced "Shangqing Dadong Zhenjing", his physical training was not as good as that of his classmates who practiced "Huang Tingjing" according to Zhao.

But after all, he is a headmaster of a sect, with strong skills, and even when the distance is less than ten meters, he can still detect the abnormality in the ancestral hall.

Yang Ming smelled the smell of candles and sandalwood in the house, but also mixed with a new smell.

It's the taste of beef noodles.

The ancestral hall broke into the outsider!

Although Yang Ming was a little surprised, he was not worried.

Although the ancestral hall is very important to the Shangqing and is one of the spiritual symbols of the Shangqing, there are no other precious items in it except for the patriarchs and the ranks of heroes.

Even the list of disciples originally placed here, after the incident of Tu Junfang breaking into the mountain gate, Yang Ming put it in his study and kept it close to him.

The other party broke into Maoshan and did not go anywhere else, but came to the ancestral temple alone, fearing that it was not the same as Tu Junfang, who had other plans.

With such a conjecture in his heart, Yang Ming secretly pinched the yellow talisman on his cuff in his hand, just in case, as if he had found nothing, he pushed the door and entered the ancestral hall as usual.

But he didn't expect the situation in the house to be different from what he thought.

No thieves rummaged through boxes and cabinets, and no conspirators had time to tidy up, pretending to be mysterious and waiting for Yang Ming to push the door in.

Only one young man, Yang Ming, looked at some familiar eyes and knelt respectfully in front of the futon on the offering platform. In addition to the three-pillar fragrance, there was also a bowl of beef noodles in clear soup on the incense table.

"Are you Xiuwu?!"

Looking at the skin, Yang Ming didn't recognize who it was, but looking at his Qi, Yang Ming guessed who the young man in front of him was.

Hu Xiuwu respectfully kowtowed three times for Wu Dechang, then got up and greeted Yang Ming with the Meridian salute: "Uncle Master, long time no see."

"I wanted to visit you after the incense, but I didn't expect to meet you here."

Looking at the handsome young man in front of him, full of energy, full of breath, and unfathomable.

Yang Ming couldn't help sighing: "Senior brother, who is a pedant of heaven and man, actually turned the impossible into a possibility, allowing you to successfully survive."

"Xiuwu hasn't been back to the mountain for a long time, how long do you want to stay this time?"

Yang Ming's tone was very kind, but his psychology was actually very complicated. He not only hoped that Hu Xiuwu would come back, but also worried that once Hu Xiuwu came back, it would inevitably bring a storm to Shangqing.

He has also heard the news about Zhang Chulan and the origin of the Qi body. Hu Xiuwu has always followed the agreement with the master and kept a distance from Shangqing. This sudden return to the mountain must have a reason.

Hu Xiuwu said lightly, "This is not the first time I have returned to the mountains. In the past two years, on the anniversary of Master's death and the Mid-Autumn Festival, I will come to offer a stick of incense to Master."

Listening to Hu Xiuwu's tone, this seems to be an inconspicuous little thing, but in fact it is not easy to do.

You must know that the last time I tried to infiltrate the Shangqing, it was discovered that the one who was almost killed was a long-established master, Three Corpse Tu Junfang.

However, Hu Xiuwu sneaked into Maoshan several times in a row to offer incense for Wu Dechang, but it was like a breeze, and no one noticed.

Especially during the Mid-Yuan Festival every year, a large number of believers and laymen will come to Maoshan to pray for blessings and sacrifice to the deceased. In order to prevent accidents, Shangqing will be highly vigilant at this time every year, and work with secular inspectors to ensure the safety of pilgrims.

But even so, no one has ever discovered Hu Xiuwu, which means that his perception far exceeds that of everyone on the mountain, and he can leave before he finds him.

Yang Ming knew very well that if Hu Xiuwu had gotten rid of his own flaws in the "Huang Ting Jing", then Hu Xiuwu's cultivation might have surpassed him.

And Hu Xiuwu didn't show up a few times before, so this time he suddenly showed up, it must be a plan.

Hu Xiuwu said respectfully, "This time the disciple returned to the mountain because he wanted to invite something."

Yang Ming smiled and said, "What? It's not like you want to invite the Four Treasures of Zhenshan back."

Maoshan was once bestowed with the Eight Treasures by the Song Emperor, but due to the war, only the Four Treasures of the Nine Old Immortals, the Jade Seal, the Yugui, the Ha Yan, and the Jade Talisman of the Emperor Heming were left.

These four treasures are all rare instruments, and their status on Maoshan can be compared with the three-five male and female swords of evil swordsman of Longhushan Zhang Tianshi.

Hu Xiuwu shook his head: "Of course not, the disciple wants to ask for the "True Spirit Karmic Bitmap"."

(End of this chapter)