I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 291

Longhu Mountain is located 20 kilometers southwest of YT City, Jiangxi Province.In the middle of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Zhang Daoling, the founder of Zhengdao, used to make alchemy here. It is said that "the alchemy is made and the dragon and tiger appear".
The place where Zhang Daoling founded Taoism was Heming Mountain in the middle of Sichuan, so the Taoism of Heavenly Masters in Longhu Mountain was not created by him.

At the beginning, there was no title of Tianshi. The title of "Tianshi" was added by later generations to show respect for Zhang Daoling.

It was not until the Yuan Dynasty that the title of "Tianshi" was officially recognized. Before that, the title of "Tianshi" was claimed by the people.

The Longhushan Tianshi Mansion was built by his great-grandson Zhang Sheng.

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, there were wars and disputes, and the people lived without a fixed place, and so did the descendants of the Zhang family.

In order to avoid the war, the descendants of the Zhang family did not live in Sichuan, but moved to Longhu Mountain.

As for why he didn't go to Sichuan, because Zhang Daoling was originally from Jiangxi, and Longhu Mountain was the place where Zhang Daoling made alchemy in his early years.

It may be because of his strong love for returning home. After Zhang Sheng moved back to Longhu Mountain with the seal of the Celestial Master, he began to renovate the place where his ancestor Zhang Daoling once practiced.He also preaches in Longhu Mountain on the Sanyuan Day every year.

Since then, Zhang Tianshi's descendants have never left Longhu Mountain and have lived here for generations. Therefore, Longhumen has become one of the ancestral homes of Taoism.

Zhang Daoling didn't know about it, but Nongyu's database contained information about it, and he also knew about it when he was chatting.

What's interesting is that Zhang Sulin who told Xia Ya's fortune-telling back then was actually a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain. You can tell by his surname, but I don't know which generation of Zhang Daoling's grandson he is.

After the monster appeared on the shore that day, Zhang Sulin took his little apprentice back to Longhu Mountain overnight, and told the elders in the mountain gate what happened there.

In the meeting hall of Longhu Mountain, many old men in Taoist robes with old faces, goatees, and even gray beards sat in the middle.

Zhang Sulin, who was sitting on one side, was the young one among these old people. They seemed to be waiting for something.

Soon, a young Taoist priest came in, under the thoughtful eyes of those old Taoist priests, he said.

"There is no news in the city, as if this never happened."

Zhang Sulin frowned slightly, "Why, did you ask someone from the government?"

Many days have passed since what happened on the coast that day, and the place where it happened is actually only one province away from Longhu Mountain. With the current railway traffic, it is unreasonable that there is no news.

"I just went to the government to ask." The little Taoist said.

Zhang Sulin couldn't help looking at the old man above him, "Old Master, there must be something wrong here, I saw it with my own eyes that day!
I can swear to my master. "

Zhang Peiyuan, the nine-generation celestial master of Longhu Mountain, who he calls the old celestial master, sits in the middle seat, wears an evergreen coat, has white hair and white beard, and is 98 years old this year.

The old master was silent for a moment, closed his eyes and said in his old and steady voice.

"There was an evil spirit in a nearby village recently, and I asked for help from Longhu Mountain.

Surin, take a few of your disciples to have a look. "

Zhang Sulin hesitated to speak, but then he sighed slightly, got up and bowed to the old heavenly master.

"Yes, old master."

With that said, he withdrew from the meeting hall.

The old man on one side said, "I don't think what Su Lin said is a lie, and there is no reason to lie.

Perhaps a celestial being was born. "

"When my grandfather was dying, he made a last calculation." The old heavenly master said calmly, "He said that ten thousand dharmas will perish, and the last dharma will fall."

"This is an era of the end of Dharma. Not to mention heaven and man, even ordinary Taoism does not appear in the world."

He looked at the old man, "In this world, if you want to talk about orthodoxy, no one can compare with me, Longhushan, but ask yourself, how much real ability do you have?"

The old man fell silent and did not speak again.

"Sulin's heart towards the Tao is known to you and me. For this reason, he searched all over the famous mountains to seek the true Dharma, which has become his inner demon."

The old master slowly got up from his seat. Although he was over 90 years old, he still looked healthy.

"When he comes back, talk to him more, learn to let go, and you will gain the Tao..."

After speaking, he also left here.

"master."

Walking down the mountain path, Zhang Sulin took three or four Taoist priests who had just joined Longhu to the village mentioned by the old master.

The Xiaodao boy named Ruixiang came to Zhang Sulin's side quickly.

"When we were there, I heard people mention that the local governor wanted to build a port there to connect Southeast Asia."

"So, you mean, he blocked the news so that the project at the port would not go wrong?" Zhang Sulin was thoughtful.

Xiao Daotong nodded.

Zhang Sulin sighed, "It doesn't make any sense now, if people want to block the news, we have nothing to do.

Have you brought all the charms, mahogany swords and so on? "

Ruixiang raised the big cloth bag in his hand.

There are many villages near the foot of Longhu Mountain, and they pay some incense money to Longhu Mountain every year, not too much, but for peace of mind.

So if there is something evil among them or someone dies, they will all go down to do a ritual.

As soon as they entered the village, they were warmly welcomed by the head of the village.

The village head is a short and fat old man wearing a long hexagram, named Zhang Qiang, who is an old acquaintance of Zhang Sulin, but at the moment he looks very tired.

"Daozhang Zhang, you're here." Zhang Qiang seemed to see a savior, "Basically, people in the village haven't slept much these days."

The rest of the surrounding villagers also said eagerly, "Yes, yes, it's too scary, Daoist, you must take that monster away!"

Looking at the villagers gradually getting noisy around, Zhang Sulin said patiently.

"Don't worry, take your time, what's going on?"

Zhang Qiang then signaled the surrounding villagers to quiet down.

He eased his emotions and said with lingering fear, "About a week ago, the son of Lao Yangtou's family returned to the village in a bullock cart, and suddenly the old cow went crazy for no reason, and was taken to the bottom of the cliff with the cow and the people.

The whole village searched under the cliff for a whole day, only to find the body of the cow.

But in the afternoon of the same day, his son came back intact, without any scratches. He said that he fell and hung on a tree, and then passed out again.

Although it's a bit strange, but the person came back anyway, everyone is happy, the other things are not important, and we don't care.

Who knows, the next few days, the situation will be a little bit wrong.

The number of chickens and ducks in the village was decreasing day by day, and we all thought it was weasels at the time.

So we borrowed a few more dogs from the village next door, but guess what? "

There was an unspeakable fear in the eyes of the village chief.

"Just the night before yesterday, when Widow Zhang went to the mountain to look for her dog, she saw that old Yang's son had disemboweled her dog, gnawed on the dog's liver and dog's heart, his mouth was full of blood, and the ground was full of chicken bones and duck bones.

And the head of Old Yangtou."

"Widow Zhang was terrified, but fortunately she was very knowledgeable, so she ran to my door to look for me overnight, and then I asked someone to notify Longhushan."

Zhang Sulin frowned slightly. As a Taoist priest, he definitely faced the most such things in his life.

The more you see and understand, the more you will understand that most of these so-called ghosts are actually man-made disasters.

Either they pretended to be ghosts on purpose to achieve their ulterior motives, or they were mentally ill or mentally disturbed, so they behaved differently from ordinary people.

"Did you call the police?" he said.

"Reported." Zhang Qiang said, "The people from the government came in the morning, and you arrived in the afternoon. They should all be in Lao Yangtou's yard right now."

Zhang Sulin nodded, "Lead the way."

"Follow me." Zhang Qiang walked straight forward and led the way to the door of the room very quickly.

The family was fairly well-off, and even had a small courtyard built with earthen walls. The gate was closed, and it was very quiet inside, with no sound at all.

Zhang Sulin turned his head to look at his apprentice, who quickly took out a demon sword and some charms from his body.

He took the sword in his hand, and put those charms in his pocket by the way.

For him, although it may not be useful or useful, it can always increase a sense of security.

Then, he took a deep breath and walked in, a strong smell of blood came to his nostrils, and he frowned instantly.

Then, where his eyes met, his pupils trembled violently in an instant.

He saw corpses all over the place.

Wearing an official uniform, he fell to the ground with mutilated limbs, and some weapons fell to the ground. The courtyard was stained red with blood, and a strong smell of blood came to his nostrils.

A few of his disciples also followed in, and when they saw the corpses on the ground, their pupils trembled violently at that moment.

The house is a bungalow with only one floor. The kitchen, bedroom and dining room are all in one room, and the door of the house is open, and a person in a farm uniform is eating something with his back to them.

As if he noticed someone coming in, he turned his head slowly.

When they saw the man's face, everyone's scalp felt a little numb.

Half of his face was shot off, exposing the blood vessels and bones inside, and there was a big wound on the top of his head.

He was holding a heart in his hand and was gnawing on it. While gnawing, some minced meat and blood fell out from the gap on one side.

Seeing Zhang Sulin and others, he slowly grinned and let out a sound from the depths of his throat.

"Taoist priest?"

The sound was very strange, as if two people were talking together.

"I hate Taoist priests the most."

Zhang Sulin reacted, although his heart trembled, he also understood that he really encountered something unclean.

Immediately, he took out the talisman from his body and pinched it in his hand, scolding sternly.

"Bold! How dare you hurt people in broad daylight!
I am a direct disciple of the Great Heavenly Master of Longhushan Mountain, and you should be put to death quickly! "

Zhang Sulin originally planned to use these words to deter the evil spirit, but obviously, when the evil spirit heard the name Longhushan, the anger in his eyes became more intense.

"There are two things I hate the most in Longhushan in my life. One is a Taoist priest, and the other is Longhushan."

He raised his head to look at Zhang Sulin, the smile on his face became even more ferocious.

"It's a coincidence that you came here."

Zhang Sulin swallowed slightly, and continued to speak calmly.

"The elders of my teacher's sect have already rushed over here. He is a living immortal god who has attained Taoism and has a seal on his left hand. If I were you, I would surrender as soon as possible, otherwise, I will be destroyed!"

The evil ghost smiled disdainfully, "Don't think that I don't know the current situation of your mountain gate, in this era, even your celestial masters may not be as powerful as me.

The ghost king should have led his troops to attack Longhu Mountain by now.

You guys, you should worry about yourself first! "

The place where the underworld meets the human world is near Longhu Mountain. In fact, the reason why Zhang Daoling's descendants chose to build a mountain gate here is because they have the purpose of stationing here.

This is not a coincidence, but a necessity.

And in the process of guarding this node, there have been similar incidents where countless ghosts escaped from the underworld.

At that time, Zhang Tongxuan, the No.11 celestial master of Longhushan, sealed all the ghosts into the nodes with the demon-slaying sword left by Zhang Daolin, and he was the only one who was sealed.

Today's human world is not suitable for the survival of souls, but the leakage of the atmosphere of the underworld at the link provides the foundation for these souls to survive.

They knew that they couldn't stay in this world for long, and they also knew that the ghosts of the underworld would definitely arrest them after they reacted.

But they were born this time with only one purpose.

That is to take advantage of the failure of Longhu Mountain's Taoism to destroy Longhu Mountain to avenge the past.

As the evil ghost's words fell, he rushed towards Zhang Sulin like a cannonball.

Zhang Sulin's eyes obviously flashed a little panic, but his reaction was also very quick. He took out the spell in his hand and threw it over it very skillfully. The spell was precisely attached to the evil spirit's body, and he also successfully stopped his movements.

Zhang Sulin's face was happy, but the next moment, the spell on the evil spirit's body started to ignite spontaneously, and he quickly resumed his movements and continued to rush towards Zhang Sulin.

The blood-stained claws on his hands were very sharp, and basically all the officers and soldiers around were pierced through their chests by these sharp claws, killing them with one blow.

This is obviously Zhang Sulin's ending.

He closed his eyes in despair, and the other little Taoist priests around him also shouted in horror.

But then, he heard a sound of something piercing the air, accompanied by a sword wind, hitting his cheek.

When he opened his eyes, the evil spirit stood in front of him, opening his eyes violently.

His head was split in two by some kind of sharp object.

Behind him, a wooden sword sank deeply into the wall of the masonry house, trembling slightly
At the same time, Zhang Sulin also noticed a young man standing with his hands behind his back on one side of the wall.

He was wearing a plain Ming robe,
The black plain-faced Taoist gown, with wide sleeves, is chic and elegant, and a jet-black coiled belt is tied around the waist, like a waterfall of black hair dancing without wind.

Although he looks young, but a pair of clear eyes, revealing the chill to the bottom, seems to be able to penetrate people's hearts.

The body is slightly thin, the clothes are fluttering, and the cold back seems to be integrated with the sky and the earth, as if he has sewn his heart, lungs, body and mind into the vast sky, only the cold wind clings to the sky and flows into a deeper world.

Like a living exile.

(End of this chapter)