My Taoism comes from the world of myths and monsters

Chapter 82 Prayers, Meishan Jungle

"welcome."

Others in masks stood up as well.

In this hall, there are a total of five people, each wearing a mask with intricate patterns.

"What place is this?" Song Lin touched his face subconsciously, but fortunately he also wore a mask.

"This is the illusory realm of the Sanmao Blessing Ceremony, a place formed by illusions. We are members of the Blessing Ceremony."

"What is the blessing ceremony?"

Song Lin was at a loss as to how the jade talisman brought him to this place.

And I have never heard of the Taoism or faction of the blessing ceremony.

A man wearing a fiery red mask spoke slowly for Song Lin with a hoarse voice.

The Sanmao Blessing Ceremony is an activity in ancient times where the great masters of the Daoist narrated Taoism, interpreted classics, and prayed for the world to resist demons.

Later, the world was divided into countless Taoist territories, and the exchange of Taoism and Dharma was hindered and restricted, and the Dharma conference was lonely until it was hidden in the dark.

Sanmao Tianting is a combination of gods believed by a faction.

The Sanmao Heavenly Court takes the Yuanshi Heavenly King as the creation god and is located in the golden altar of Huayang.

There are also Sanmao Zhenjun below, the upper Mao enters and exits Taiwei, accepts Taiji, covers Dongyue, and governs the palace in the mansion of Yudong in Chicheng; the middle Mao and the lower Mao are the real immortals of the earth, who teach all wonderful spirits and rule hundreds of ghosts. The gate of Zhenyin Palace.

They inherited the wonderful method, and derived major factions with the origin of Maoshan Taoism, and Song Lin's Tiandi Xuanmen Daomeng was also among them.

In addition to Sanmao, there are also the ancestors of the major factions and the gods enshrined.

"The so-called Sanmao Dharma Association is a meeting based on the Sanmao Heavenly Court." The man with the red mask added again:
"Being recognized by the Dharma Jade Talisman is a member. There is no compulsory homework and sacrifice in the Dharma Association. The purpose of the Dharma Association is: to abandon factions, communicate and reciprocate, there is no distinction between sects and status."

"The Taoism and resources in the world are controlled by the Taoist system, and everyone is in a cage. We ignore the differences of these sects to communicate and share. Of course, the premise is an equivalent exchange."

The breeze on the river, the bright moon in the mountains, and the springs of the mountains and rivers belong to all living beings, how can they be classified as private persons.

"It turns out that I was taught."

Song Lin finally understood that it was nothing more than a non-governmental organization, equivalent to a faction in the secular officialdom.

Positions in the officialdom belong to official relations. Under these relations, there are also small groups composed of fellow-township relations, teacher-school relations, faction relations and blood relations.

"Now that you understand, are you willing to join?" the fiery red mask said.

"willing."

Song Lin is eager to join a small group. He is too passive. He has to rely on the Taoist temple to act in many things, and he has a dark eye for external affairs.

"Okay, I'm Vulcan, next to me is Water God, our resident member, the next three are Aoki-kun, Eastern Fierce God, and Hei Di."

The two came to the side of the main hall, where there were scattered jade plaques.

"I want to buy a hundred-year-old coffin fungus, let's chat privately."

"If you want to buy any one of the Shushan Daomen's Xuanqi Flying Swordsmanship, you need to remove the restriction."

"How many people are there in Fahui?"

This is not the online version of the ghost market, but it has many functions and is relatively hidden, most of which are forbidden.

"Not many, more than 50, and each of them is an elite of the sect or a future elite. As a newcomer, the leader may hold a meeting another day, so you must attend."

Vulcan smiled and said: "By the way, there are many ghosts here. If you don't want to be caught, you'd better use nicknames like us."

"Uh, is that okay to say?"

"Which organization has no ghosts?"

"Okay, call me Duke Dong from now on."

With a thought in Song Lin's mind, the white mask on his face turned into a pattern of bird faces.

Dongwanggong is a man of many changes. According to legend, he is the reincarnation of Taiyi, the Dongjun of Chu, the Fusang Emperor of Dongfang Overseas, and the Donghua Emperor of Taoism.

"Eastern Prince? Interesting name. If you have anything to trade, you can list it, and if someone delists, you can contact you through the jade talisman."

"I'll talk about it next time."

According to Professor Vulcan's method, Song Lin withdrew from this place.

In reality, Song Lin suddenly opened his eyes.

He found that he was still standing there, holding a jade talisman in his hand.

"Blessing ceremony..." Song Lin muttered to himself, thinking about the pros and cons.

This place is somewhat hidden.

I wrote down many Taoisms in the story world. Some of these Taoisms are useless, and some of them are of little help to me. If I dump them out, I can bring benefits to myself.

It would be even better if it could be changed to the alchemy formula in the Qi refining period.

While thinking about it, he unknowingly came to Meilin County City.

The flow of people in the county town is ten times that of the county town, and people come and go, shoulder to shoulder.

From all the way, you can see the tall and magnificent palace not far away.

The palace is resplendent and resplendent, shining with golden light under the sun.

The entire Taoist temple was shrouded in a thin layer of mist, but Song Lin had good eyesight, and he could vaguely see people flying around.

The Meishan jungle is indeed powerful, and it is said that there are three thousand Taoist priests.

Song Lin came to the gate.

"Stop comers!"

The Yellow Turban Taoist soldiers at the door blocked the way.

"Please tell me, I am a Taoist priest of Xuanke Temple." Song Lin handed over his seal and Taoist certificate.

The Taoist soldier took a look, then turned and entered the Taoist temple.

After a while, a young man in a blue Taoist robe came out.

"Junior brother Song Lin is merciful, welcome to visit, I am Qingyang, an intellectual." The young man cupped his hands.

"Brother Qingyang's Dao Qi will last forever!" Song Lin also returned the gift.

Compassion and Dao Qi are both greeting terms, which are generally more common, rather than the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable in the previous life.

After all, there are many Taoisms in this world, and you don't know whether people believe in this god. Shouting this sentence is equivalent to shouting Amitabha in front of the priest.

"Come, please take a seat in Yunshui Hall."

Qingyang smiled, looking very polite, but not humble, with a sense of calmness of a great way.

After all, Meishan Jungle is the overlord of Meilin County with a population of 10 million in charge of more than ten or twenty Taoist temples.

The two walked through the corridors.

During this period, I met many Taoist priests who practice Taoism.

Swipe the talisman like rain, breath into clouds.

You can see the true form of the demon-refining method of the True Demon Temple, the rampant soldiers of the Xuanke Temple, and the shelling of Chaozhen Temple.

Whether it is the atmosphere or quality of practice, it is many times stronger than the Taoist temple below.

The two came to Yunshui Hall, which is a place for accepting Taoist priests from the outside.

"Junior Brother, wait here first." Qingyang Taoist served tea and snacks, and then walked out of the door.

After a while, a veteran came.

"I'm Cheng Ming, an official Taoist priest, can my junior brother show me the document?"

Cheng Ming took away the document and Qiankun bag, then smiled at Song Lin, signaled to wait for a while, and then left again.

Song Lin not only lamented that there are so many rules in Daoist Temple, and it is really uncomfortable to deal with them for the first time.

Soon, Cheng Ming led a Taoist priest in.

The Taoist priest was holding a palm-sized Qiankun bag.

"Fellow Daoist, there are a thousand extremely dark corpses inside, please take a look at the receipt and count them."

Song Lin took the Qiankun bag, scanned it with his spiritual sense, and determined the quantity.

"The amount is correct?"

"Do fellow daoists stay overnight? Have meals?"

"No."

Song Lin exchanged pleasantries with them and left.

I originally wanted to take a stroll in the Meishan jungle, but today it seems that it is not open to outsiders, so I might as well go back and finish my work and concentrate on studying the puja and qi refining.

(End of this chapter)