Master Maoshan

Mr. Wu Da rushed to Mr. Yang's side, and was about to step forward to help him, but Mr. Yang stopped him with a slow wave of his hand. His voice was a little weak and said: "Although the Black Bamboo Array has been cracked, Mr. Zhou still needs more help." Move the cemetery and rebury it as soon as possible, this tomb has become an ominous place, the world of the underworld is so damaged, the order of the underworld may have already been messed up, but now I am seriously injured, and the next thing will be arranged by Lao Daoist."

Hearing this, Mr. Wu Da nodded quickly and said: "Even if Mr. Yang doesn't say anything, I won't let Mr. Yang work hard. Leave the next thing to me!"

After some reassurance, Mr. Wu Da turned around and came to Uncle Zhou Zhou's side, and began to arrange for the relocation of the cemetery, while Yang Yuanshan took out the folded yellow cloth again, and wrapped the long sword in his hand little by little. , After finishing these, Yang Yuanshan came to me slowly, bent over and stretched out a hand to me, I was still lying on the ground at this time, seeing Yang Yuanshan's gentle smile, I no longer felt the pain, Grinning, he stretched out his hand and was pulled up.

Yang Yuanshan and I were resting on the side, while Mr. Wu Da, after busy work, let people carefully go down to the coffin to collect the bones of Mrs. Zhou, and at the same time ran up and down, holding a dilapidated compass Finally, Mr. Wu Da finally stopped in front of an open space not far away, and then nodded to Uncle Zhou with a smile. This move could not be more obvious, indicating that he has found the tomb to move to.

In the end, Mr. Wu Da calculated that the third quarter of the unitary hour of tomorrow night is the auspicious time for burial, but between now and tomorrow night, a simple coffin shed will be built here, because Mrs. Zhou is already an old man who has gone to the ground. If the sun rises tomorrow , that absolutely cannot be exposed to the sun.

Uncle Tuesday wrote down one by one and began to arrange. It seems that everyone has not slept tonight. Of course, I dare not go to sleep anymore. Yang Yuanshan sat on a big rock beside me, and I sat on a small rock. superior.

I couldn't stop staring at the yellow cloth strip on his back, and now I finally know that it turned out to be a very magical sword, but I clearly remember that when Mr. Yang was fighting with the old man earlier, that The long sword of the old man obviously dripped three drops of clear water, how could the long sword drip water?Mud water sword Mud water sword, could it be that the sword is made of mud water?

Perhaps because he noticed that my gaze was fixed on his long sword without blinking, Yang Yuanshan smiled and said: "You have been staring at the sword on my back, do you like this kind of iron thing very much?"

I didn't understand why Mr. Yang asked such a question, so I scratched the back of my head embarrassingly, and said, "Mr. Yang, why did that old man scare away when he saw this sword? Hehe, by the way, what's his?" Is the mud water sword really made of mud water?"

I thought that Mr. Yang would laugh at me when I asked such a stupid question, just imagine how all the iron things in the world can be made of mud and water, but Mr. Yang didn't mean to laugh, he nodded and said: " The mud and water sword dates back hundreds of years to the time of Pan Shizheng, the No.11 master of Maoshan Xianzong. When Pan Shizheng was five years old, his father died on the battlefield against Chen in the Southern Dynasty. His mother took him back to Zanhuang's hometown, and mother and son depended on each other. Pan's mother believed in Taoism at that time, and Pan Shizheng's patriarch was naturally influenced by it. He used the "Tao Te Ching" as the standard of conduct. Coincidentally, I met Liu Aidao, a Maoshan Taoist priest who preached in the north, and the patriarch Pan Shizheng wanted to worship Liu Aidao as his teacher, but Liu Aidao politely said with a smile, it's not that I don't want to accept you as an apprentice, but that you have strong roots, and you will become a Taoist in the future In order to show his great love for Patriarch Pan Shizheng, Liu Aidao immediately picked up a handful of muddy water by the side of the road, turned the muddy water into a three-foot long sword and gave it to him, saying, "If you can prove the Dao in the future, this is the My congratulations to you, and soon Patriarch Pan Shizheng became a disciple of Gaodao Wang Yuanzhi and became a formal disciple of Maoshan."

Speaking of this, I naturally understood the following, the mud water sword must have been passed down by the ancestor Pan Shizheng, but Mr. Yang immediately said seriously: "The mud water is mud water, and the three-foot-long sword is a fake way of cultivation. The treacherous and filthy things in the world will flee thousands of miles when encountering mud and water swords, or return to their original forms. They are the supreme magic weapon for slaying demons and suppressing evil. However, when the ancestor Pan Shizheng passed it down, he once said that the sword is from two fronts, and the good and the evil have one thought. In order to prevent this object from falling into the hands of people with unsteady minds, this object must not leave the mountain gate, let alone appear in the world."

Maybe Mr. Yang was so excited that he told me the origin of the Mud Water Sword, but how would I know this, if not in the future. . .I'm afraid I'll never understand Mr. Yang's words.

I opened my mouth in astonishment. In fact, I really want to know, since mud and water swords are so powerful, then this long sword wrapped in yellow cloth must have a lot of background, but before I can ask, Mr. Yang stood up and said, "Chuqi, please do one more thing for me."

I hurriedly got up and asked, "Mr. Yang, what are you doing?"

Mr. Yang turned his head to look at the mountain road in the distance, and said: "When I came here, I found a small inlet in the south, and there are some willow trees on the bank. Please help me get some willow branches."

willow branch?Although I didn't understand, I still agreed in a daze. Anyway, I don't understand a single thing that happened today, so I simply didn't think about it. I know the place Mr. Yang mentioned. It's called Liushuigou. There are a few big willow trees. After thinking about it, I immediately set off and rushed to the flowing ditch. . .

It took a little time to come and go. I fetched the willow branches. Mr. Yang was already waiting in front of the altar. The clear water brought by Uncle Zhou Zhou had already been poured into three big bowls at this moment, and they were neatly placed on the table. Mr. Yang He didn't turn around, let alone pay attention to me, but stretched out his hand to pinch the three pillars of fragrance, pinched the second palm line of the index finger with his left hand, and said in a low voice: "I would like to ask the Emperor Sun of the Sun Palace to send the nine-pointed true energy into my water. , help to detoxify." After chanting the mantra, I saw him lift his left foot, step on it across the toes of his right foot, face the east and read again: "The light of the glorious sun, brilliant and brilliant, eliminates evil, preserves auspiciousness , hurry like a law!"

After doing this, Mr. Yang stood still like an old monk in meditation. I walked forward curiously, but saw his lips twitching continuously, as if he was meditating something, but I couldn't hear it. After a while, he finally stopped. Then he flipped his fingers, lightly tapped three bowls of water with his fingertips, and then picked up the three pillars of fragrance again. This time, he pinched the first line on the top of the little finger with his left hand, and immediately said in his mouth: "Please Yuefu Taiyin Xingjun, send down ten rays of true energy, enter my water, and help to relieve the filth." After reciting the mantra, he turned the heel of his left foot and touched the toe of his right foot, and then said: "The bright moon produces light, To be clear and spiritual, to add essence and protect the soul, to eliminate evil and bring forth righteousness, and to be as urgent as a law!"

Seeing this, I thought that Mr. Yang's weird behavior should stop, but who knew that he was just like before, standing still, and only his lips squirmed. It wasn't until a moment later that he turned his fingers and gently touched his lips with his fingertips. I ordered three bowls of water, then picked up three pillars of fragrance again, and continued to read: "Tiangang Tiangang, the true king of God, Boluo Tianzun, rules the north, is ten thousand feet long, wearing purple clothes, barefoot, holding Shenmang, call the Big Dipper in the morning, watch ominously at night, I will draw Qi now, all evils will perish, hurry like a law!"

This time he finally did not repeat the previous action, but took the first bowl of water and breathed out lightly, then circled the incense burner, and the three bowls of water were cooked in the same way. I was a little flustered, but I immediately handed the willow branch to him. Mr. Yang took the willow branch and circled the incense burner for a circle, and then tapped each of the three bowls of water. After the water was poured, Mr. Yang stopped, turned around and said to me: "On the seventh day of the lunar new year, you sprinkle three bowls of clean water around the tomb, and the last one can be sprinkled around the altar."

I. . .I picked up a bowl of water and couldn't help asking: "Mr. Yang, what is this... what is this for?"

Mr. Yang said casually: "The tomb in this place has been contaminated with evil spirits, and this small dragon vein has also been affected to a certain extent. This water can dispel the evil spirit and invite out the auspicious energy of this clear water dragon vein again. ..go quickly."

As I was talking, maybe I noticed that I looked dull, because I didn't understand a word, Mr. Yang immediately changed the subject, and told me to sprinkle water, and I didn't ask any more questions. I just felt that the more I asked, the more confused I became. The worse it got, the more I had to hang my head and sprinkle water. . .

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